The Unicorn is a cuddly, velvety beast, full of rapturous promise and delight. “Follow me, over the rainbow of dreams,” whinnies the playful creature and off we go in search of a glittering crockfull of utopia, led on by our scampering, frolicking, horned friend.
And what a crock it is. “Disband your armies and there will be no war,” promises our frisky playmate; “Abolish private property and everyone will be rich!” neighs the winsome quadruped; “The more you’re taxed the more prosperous you’ll be,” assures our plush pal with reverent surety, “It’s settled science, and haven’t you heard? The best thing about debt is that it never has to be repaid, ever!”
Off we go, gleefully climbing the rainbow to a paradise on earth, where Islam is a religion of peace and everyone will be able to get a sex-change gratis on the State because the Government is Your Best Friend Forever. So hand in your guns and there’ll be no more crime, the Unicorn said so.
It’s a beautiful dreamlike journey. But the problem with the Unicorn is that it’s a sociopath nihilist with a nasty habit of destroying everything that it’s drumming little hooves come into contact with, to say nothing of its horn, which invariably stabs its enchanted followers.
Disband your armies? Too bad no one remembered to tell Hitler. Abolish private property? Go right ahead and ask a Kulak, except that you can’t because the Worker’s Paradise killed them all. More tax? Of course that’ll make everyone richer, working on the good old principle that the less money you have the wealthier you’ll become. And debt notoriously never has to be paid, unlike the Government, which never has enough.
Still, at least you’ll be free to get gender reassignment surgery while the peace-loving followers of Islam rape you in Cologne. And don’t even think of trying to defend yourself because that would make you less safe, obviously.
Notice how the logic of the Unicorn produces the exact opposite of its intended result. It promises peace, freedom, prosperity and happiness for all and gives the reverse. It is a peddler of lies, warfare, tyranny, misery, hatred and destruction.
Follow it, by all means, but ask yourself if it’s really a unicorn you’re chasing and not some other horned god. And when you get to the crock at the end of the rainbow, don’t be surprised when you find out that it contains something other than gold.
Your Old Friend,