A Journal for Western Man
Fields lay ahead of colonizers’ vision,
And wagons laid the grooves where rails would spread
As tireless mechanisms replaced exhausted horses,
By soaring steam from gleaming charcoal fed,
And to extract, to thrive, the pioneers’ decision,
Had spurred these proud explorers on these courses.
There was a time when wealth was thought no smear,
When trade, unchained, men’s full potential tapped,
And prodigies did daily thrive on competition,
And boosts to the incompetent no man did fear;
Protectionism was thought an imbecile’s condition,
And pride-stamped profits flowed to the most apt.
To all a choice was posed: create or disappear.
There was a time, when worship of one’s whim
Was frowned upon instead of glorified,
And Reason sat, crowned, upon Nature’s throne.
Few castes, few tyrants, did its luster dim,
And ever did recede the fog of the unknown.
The ends were set, the means identified.
None did the confidence of their pursuers trim.
There was a time when harmony did thrive,
And in a melody would dauntless logic ring,
And vibrant realism in painting did prevail,
Direct and fathomable, more than life alive,
For by comparison did all life’s wonders pale
To lucid images that did from the creators spring,
Exclaiming, “This is what persistence can derive!”
There was a time when men from lands arrested
Were treated as disciples, not discarded slime,
From servitude of old received their liberation,
Wiped out taboos for centuries detested,
And rose through scientific education
To peaks of the objective, happy, and sublime,
Having in progress, not subservience, invested.
There was a time when slanderous defamation
Was not with blind credulity embraced,
And men spent time their mindsets to determine,
Not yielding to a vacuous sensation
Spread by manipulative vermin
Who the integrity of office had not yet defaced,
A time when politics bore no vile reputation.
There was a time when dignity abounded.
Both genders practiced it in manner and in speech,
No lust-filled expositions wore, but rather suit or gown,
And without rage had equal rights expounded
That every person could pursue deserved renown
And gain rewards within right merits’ reach.
No lies of victim-hood their purpose had confounded.
There was a time, a hundred years before,
Of never matched expansion, never equaled peace,
And it was thought then that its march was never-ending.
Its denizens knew not of tyranny in store,
Of mystic darkness forth to be descending,
Which lingers now; but one day it shall cease.
There was a time, was, and shall be once more.
G. Stolyarov II is a science fiction novelist, independent philosophical essayist, poet, amateur mathematician, composer, contributor to Enter Stage Right, Le Quebecois Libre, Rebirth of Reason, and the Ludwig von Mises Institute, Senior Writer for The Liberal Institute, and Editor-in-Chief of The Rational Argumentator, a magazine championing the principles of reason, rights, and progress. His newest science fiction novel is Eden against the Colossus. His latest non-fiction treatise is A Rational Cosmology. Mr. Stolyarov can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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Read Mr. Stolyarov's new comprehensive treatise, A Rational Cosmology, explicating such terms as the universe, matter, space, time, sound, light, life, consciousness, and volition, at http://www.geocities.com/rational_argumentator/rc.html.