When I think about the post-statist future, I’m excited about what I see. I see free cities and free societies — organized in a variety of different ways — competing for “customers” and incubating a kind of creativity that the world has never known.
As I think about what I see in my mind’s eye — and what I’d like to build and where I’d like to live and the people I want there with me — I’m reminded of a quote from 19th century Chicago architect Daniel Burnham:
“Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men’s blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make big plans; aim high in hope and work, remembering that a noble, logical diagram once recorded will never die, but long after we are gone will be a living thing, asserting itself with ever-growing insistency. Remember that our sons and grandsons are going to do things that would stagger us. Let your watchword be order and your beacon beauty. Think big.”
That perfectly captures what we need to be doing today. We need to be dreaming big. We need to be taking big risks and making big plans. We need to lay the foundations for something that our children and grandchildren will keep building. There’s a New World waiting for us — if we’ll break out of our statist mindset and find ways to make that future happen. The idea of building that life and living that life excite me. The idea of leaving a legacy for our children to build on excites me even more. Building the post-statist world is the sort of opportunity that’s worth devoting time and effort to. We shouldn’t let anyone — even our own fears and doubts — stop us. Who else is excited enough about it to help make it happen?
If the truth is blurry in your mind, how can you explain it to others?
Proposals to skip rent payments are rooted in magical thinking
As world descends into madness, back away and guard your heart
We project an image for others, but few see us as we really are
Illegal bribes mean a politician is corrupt, but the legal things he does are just as immoral
What really matters in life? Hardly any of the things we worry about
How would you see your body if nobody told you it was flawed?
Death of classmate from past feels like a reminder to change my life