And now, the barn-burning, rabble-rouser I promised you. So without further ado – here it is. Enjoy.
Take a look at the signs waved by some of the protestors, rioters and arsonists plaguing our major cities today. Take a look at some of their positions – anti-capitalist, anti-business, anti-freedom.
Now take a look at the protestors themselves. Ask yourself how many of them actually do any productive work.
These people toil not, neither do they spin. They are, by and large, parasites on the productive members of society that they demonize at every turn. But there’s something they are missing, a key point that we, the productive, understand, that they do not. And I say this to those parasites:
You need us. We don’t need you.
We – you and I – not they, are the people who make this economy run. We grow the food these parasites eat. We make the clothing they wear. We make the cell phones and tablets they use to plan their riots. We write the code for the social networking sites on which they plan their riots. And I say this to those parasites:
You need us. We don’t need you.
You look down your noses at the people who feed you. 
People like my father, who raised Black Angus cattle, corn, and soybeans for much of his life. The people who sell the seed and take the steers off to the packing plant. The people who make fertilizer, who build the farm machinery in factories like the huge John Deere plant in Waterloo, Iowa. You look down on the truckers who haul supplies to the farms and ranches and food to the distributors and stores.
And to that I say to you: You need us. We don’t need you.
You look down your noses at the people who transport you.
People like the thousands who work in the plants of Ford, GM, Chrysler, and the other various manufacturers all around the country. The people who refine the gasoline and Diesel fuel that move the vehicles, the people who fix your car when it breaks down, the driver of the wrecker who comes out to help you because you lack the skills to do something as elementary as changing a tire – a skill I learned at about ten years of age.
And to that I say to you: You need us. We don’t need you.
You look down your noses at the people who clothe you.
Thousands more grow cotton, raise sheep, to make the cloth. Workers all over the world make your “stylish” tattered blue jeans, maybe even some 
of those really expensive ones with fake ground-in dirt on them to make it look as though you’ve actually done a day’s work at some point in your lives. Thousands more package the clothing, deliver it to stores, where retail clerks deal endlessly with difficult customers at little pay to provide you with the clothes you wear while lecturing the rest of us.
And to that I say to you: You need us. We don’t need you.
You look down your noses at the people who keep you warm.
I’m talking about the thousands that work on the Alaskan oil fields, in the shale formations in the Dakotas, and on drilling rigs in the Gulf of Mexico. The people who build the pipelines, who move heavy equipment from site to site, who work in the refineries and who move heating oil and natural gas from those refineries to its final point of use – not to mention the scientists and engineers who design and build the equipment and discover new sources of valuable fuels. You not only look down on these people but demonize them for their contributions to some nebulously defined ‘climate change,’ even as the United States is leading the world in reducing carbon emissions not because of climate worries but because of cleaner fuels and vastly increased efficiencies, brought to you by those workers, scientists and engineers.
And to that I say to you: You need us. We don’t need you.
You look down your noses at the people who make it possible for you to communicate.
From Silicon Valley to your local cell phone store, an entire industry is devoted to our modern, highly connected lifestyle. People all around the world build the cellular phones you use and write the software that runs them. Thousands more maintain the phone towers, the internet hubs, the connections, the wires, fiberoptic cables and wireless networks that transmit the data. Their efforts make it possible to make your plans to riot and loot, to attack the very businesses, stores, and restaurants these productive people count on in their own productive lives.
And the irony of you decrying capitalism while using this technology, unprecedented in human history, that could only be the product of a free market, capitalist system, is beyond description.
And to that I say to you: You need us. We don’t need you.
Worst of all, you look down at the people who keep you safe; the people you decry as racists, as bullies, as fascists; the police officers and other first responders, who you deride at every turn but are quick to call when an emergency affects you yourselves.
And to that I say to you: You need us. We don’t need you.
I’m going to presume for a moment that you of the parasite-protestor class, those with the Gender Studies degrees and trust funds, are actually capable of active thought. To you, I say this: I want all of you parasites to think, long and hard, about the implications of that statement:
You need us.
We don’t need you.
