Bernie Sanders can’t even do communism right, gets kicked out of hippie commune for not working…


Does this surprise anyone? The whole appeal of armchair communism (which is what most of these delicate snowflake millennials who believe this crap are) is the notion that you don’t have to actually do work if you don’t want to. Or that you can do whatever YOU want and others will pick up the slack, somehow.

Look at this video of a Bernie supporter who love him because she thinks he’ll cancel out her $226K student debt to be a speech pathologist (as opposed to surgeon, or rocket scientist). Spending the money on HER education was her part, and ponying up to pay the bill is OUR part.

Given all of that it should be no surprise that when an armchair communist goes to an actual commune he gets kicked out for not wanting to work…it’s a great piece of an origin story for someone who spent his entire life as a leftist politician, the one profession where you can get away with such a thing.

From The Washington Free Beacon:

Bernie Sanders was asked to leave a hippie commune in 1971 for “sitting around and talking” about politics instead of working, according to a forthcoming book.

We Are As Gods by Kate Daloz, scheduled for release April 26, chronicles the rise and fall of the Myrtle Hill Farm in northeast Vermont. Daloz, a Brooklyn writer, was in a special position to write a history of Myrtle Hill: she was raised near the commune in a geodesic dome residence with an outhouse called the Richard M. Nixon Memorial Hall. Her parents were close acquaintances of the commune residents, who offered them tips about wilderness living.

In the summer of 1971, Myrtle Hill received a visitor: Bernie Sanders, age 30, at the cusp of his political career with the socialist Liberty Union Party.

Sanders came to the farm while researching an article on natural childbirth for the Liberty Union’s party organ, Movement…

When not reporting on the miracle of life, Sanders spent his time at Myrtle Hill in “endless political discussion,” according to Deloz.

Sanders’ idle chatter did not endear him with some of the commune’s residents, who did the backbreaking labor of running the place. Daloz writes that one resident, Craig, “resented feeling like he had to pull others out of Bernie’s orbit if any work was going to get accomplished that day.”

Sanders was eventually asked to leave. “When Bernie had stayed for Myrtle’s allotted three days, Craig politely requested that he move on,” Daloz writes.

Read the entire article here, the rest of it is details on the commune and what ended up happening to it.

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