When I read Thomas Sowell's article, The Man Who Wouldn't Swallow, it resonated. It isn't that I'm a blind adherent to the writings of Ayn Rand, or that I am an Objectivist. It's simply the way that I grew up myself - making things work, not accepting charity and retaining one's dignity through trial and error (as opposed to trials and tribulations). It's about standing on one's own and having some self respect every morning when one looks one's self in the mirror. As Sowell writes:
...From even further back in time, I received a letter recently from a man who grew up in my old neighborhood back in Harlem. When he and I were in the same junior high school, one day a teacher who saw him eating his brown bag lunch suddenly arranged for him to get a lunch from the school cafeteria without having to pay for it.
It happened so fast that my schoolmate had already taken a bite from the school lunch when he suddenly realized that he had been given charity — and he wouldn't swallow the food. Instead he went to the toilet and spat it out.
By now his brown bag lunch had been thrown out, so he just went hungry that day. He went on to become a very successful psychiatrist...
In an age where marketers make philanthropy seem so appropriate, I recall a conversation with the father of a friend of mine - an Apache on a reservation. He was telling his son, and myself, "Do not say that you are owed by any people. Do not say that they do not play fair. Learn the rules. Then beat them. There is no other way."




