I wrote this in response to an awful piece of libertarian rhetoric parodying the same song. Actually, I've never heard the original, so my version's basically just a poem.
[ETA] A caveat I initially forgot to include: this isn't meant to be an attack on everyone with libertarian views, so much as on the kind of person for who libertarianism is an ethical philosophy in its own right (ie the type of person who would write the original!), and perhaps on certain traits that more casual libertarians often share. I wrote it with a libertarian friend of mine in mind, who took the second couplet as his 'political views' on Facebook
I'm still editing it now and again, but I've hopefully managed to avoid any unfinished sentences...
[ETA] A caveat I initially forgot to include: this isn't meant to be an attack on everyone with libertarian views, so much as on the kind of person for who libertarianism is an ethical philosophy in its own right (ie the type of person who would write the original!), and perhaps on certain traits that more casual libertarians often share. I wrote it with a libertarian friend of mine in mind, who took the second couplet as his 'political views' on Facebook
I'm still editing it now and again, but I've hopefully managed to avoid any unfinished sentences...
I am the very model of a modern libertarian;
With the texture of a strawman but the breeding of an aryan.
When empiricism fails I shall use the deadly ‘ought’:
‘We ought to ban each law that’s not protecting daddy’s yacht.’
I love to pick on hippies even more fervid than me,
Because I know my modus tollens – if not A then B.
So let’s imply that Leninism is the one alternative
And dodge the awkward questions like how we’re not Conservative
And dodge the awkward questions like how we’re not Conservative
And dodge the awkward questions like how we’re not Conservative
And dodge the awkward questions like how we’re not Conservative
My priorities are hazy; on ethics I’m at sea
But though I can’t say what it is, I do so value liberty.
Lament once lucky orphans / free shops in apartheid,
Now forced in education / now stuck with blacks inside.
Lament once lucky orphans / free shops in apartheid
Now forced in education / now stuck with blacks inside.
Hard scientists have rolled their eyes and left us to obscurity
Since fans of Rand and Hayek cry, ‘The facts have use iff they suit me.’
Indeed, we oft ‘doubt’ climate change; the Times editors’ desk is
Stuffed with branches of one theme: ‘ignore that damned Oreskes!’
You’ll see – one day we will ‘remove’ all violent coercion,
Like workplace health and safety laws. Destroy such vile perversions!
My faith is strong: I know for sure my social model’s viable
(Though – despite my love for Popper – not remotely falsifiable).
Despite his love for Popper it’s not remotely falsifiable.
Despite his love for Popper it’s not remotely falsifiable.
Despite his love for Popper it’s not remotely falsi-falsifiable.
My zeal’s truly catholic. My teen years were contrarian...
But thoughtful once, I now prefer the simple life sectarian.
In short, renounce nuance; what’s truly libertarian
(I had to get this in somewhere) is antidisestablishmentarian.
He’s long renounced all things latitudinarian,
(Please forgive this vain caprice) he’s just antidisestablishmentarian.
I’ve mastered economics, plain in its banality,
But tend to change the subject when you speak of ‘externality’.
So when I’ve scorned all social science disagreeing with me,
When I’ve come to see Atlas Shrugged as a double blind study,
When I’ve excised history ‘twixt Stalin and the Trias,
And when I’m sure just lefties suffer confirmation bias,
In short, when Penn & Teller’s Bullshit covers me,
You’ll say a better libertarian there never was than me.
You'll say a better libertarian there never was than he,
You'll say a better libertarian there never was than he,
You'll say a better libertarian there never was-than was-than he!
Please don’t think my bitter humour hides a lack of real compassion,
But my pity’s for myself – no other man deserves a ration;
For big business I despair, though (and for this poor coerced rhyme despair again).
I am the very model of a modern libertarian.
And though honest thinkers at his vision will despair again,
He is the very model of a modern libertarian.