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crashed into him.
    “Yaaaahhhhh!” the boy answered in return, as
he latched onto his father’s wrists and tried to pull him out of
the chair.
    Now one skill that had not deserted Ryan was
chair wrestling, the ancient sport of fighting to gain control of
or remain in the most comfortable seat in the house. He had learned
at the feet of his older brothers, who tossed him unmercifully too
many times to count. It was not until he was older and learned the
way of The Force that he began to keep the chair more often
than not. His son was getting stronger but still no match for the Jedi master. Ryan jerked his arms out of his son’s grasp,
corralled one of the boy’s wrists into one of his hands, and
applied pressure on his elbow until he had twisted the boy’s arm
behind his back and lodged his neck in a half-nelson. The boy
dissolved into laughter at being suddenly disabled, and had to
break off his attack.
    Ryan held him a moment, until the boy
squirmed uncomfortably from the unexpected affection, and then
turned him loose. Trying to channel Donna through him. Gotta
knock that off. It’s weirding him out, Ryan thought. Billy
collapsed onto the floor, still laughing and gasping for air. He
picked himself up and shuffled off to the computer, which occupied
most of his time. He played games by the hour, either as a general
of some cyber army, or as a warlord of mutant creatures with
impossibly muscled physiques. Ryan wasn’t too interested in playing
games and used a computer so much during the day that he was not
inclined to use the one at home. His only significant interaction
with the home computer came with having to referee fights over
whose turn it was to use it. Scott played noisily on the floor with
toy trucks and cars, and Ryan used the experienced parent’s trick
of keeping half an ear and eye on them while doing something
else.
    He knew a little about socialism, but
decided to find out more about it, as his idea seemed similar to
it. An Internet search showed that socialism had few supporters in
the United States, while several European countries were organized
around its principles. But while socialism called for equality for
all and democratically controlled means of production by working
people, few places were ever able to completely achieve it. It was
apparent that any attempt to put such a system in place would have
to overcome enormous resistance. And unfortunately, it was
associated with communism, which had a horrible past and present.
So how could he, just an average guy, change an unpopular idea into
one that might change the world?
    He picked up his blank piece of paper and
pen and started to write. I’m an introvert. I like to crawl up
in my mind and think things through, so this project is perfect for
me, he thought. He decided to write his article along the lines
of a declaration or formal document. That way, he could send it to
politicians and magazines at the same time, with no adaptation. He
tried to think of what the underlying premise of a cashless,
free-for-all society would be.
    He thought, Survival is the basic goal of
all living organisms . Survival consisted of meeting the minimal
needs of life, not their wants. People wanted to have a nice car, a
house at the shore, and many consumer items. What they needed was enough food and water, clothes, shelter, and some
type of interaction with other people (and the last wasn’t an
absolute requirement). So, society should make sure that it met all
(and that meant all ) people’s needs before it addressed
their wants.
    He was sure that one of the questions that
he would hear the most would be “Why would people want to change?”
He knew that the economy was doing fine, that many people had jobs,
and that it appeared that the American version of capitalism was
aiding as many people as could be helped. The ones that weren’t
able to take advantage of what was going on, well, that was a
shame, we’ll throw them a bone, but they better find a