THE FATE OF THE WORLD
San Diego, California. The view from my Westin hotel room overlooks San Diego Bay and the Pacific Ocean beyond. The bay is filled with Navy warships, huge cruise ships, and small sail boats. The weather is perfect, 69°, the skies cloudless and smog-free.
California! The Golden State. I grew up here, in the halcyon 1950s portrayed in the Happy Days television series and the Surf City ode to it by the Beach Boys. So as I look out at the gorgeous view, I can't help wonder: How is it possible that Californians screwed their state up so badly?
Because they ignored the warning of Alexis de Tocqueville (1805-1859) after traveling through America in 1832, that the greatest danger to America was no external enemy but would come from within, when "the voters discover that they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury."
You've all heard the Chinese curse: May you live in interesting times. Hinges of history are always interesting. They are forks in the road, where the world or an important part of it must choose between freedom and cowardice. We have arrived at such a fork, such a historical hinge.
Prominent economist Robert Samuelson has proclaimed the debt crisis from Greece to California as "The welfare state's death spiral." But what sort of phoenix will arise from the ashes of Western welfare states? Will it be Western at all? Or will it be Chinese?