Yeah and that rich guy is me, the world is my backyard (not yours) and therefore my playground. I will lick the boot and eventually I will become the boot. While everyone else toils for my security I gaze upon my barren, empty, transplanted grass yard and scoff at the mention of people drinking the water I spread over my hollow fortress.

Socialism? Best I can do is “free market” slavery, my forced conscript child army will defeat the Walmart Raytheon child slave army any day now, then you’ll see!