The Idiocy of the Elite

I was speaking to a work colleague the other day about the terrible circumstances Japan faces due to the atomic power plant meltdowns. He went on about how nuclear power was still good because it was cheaper than power from other means. I thought what a typical cynical opinion of one from the elite class. He didn't care a whim about the people affected by nuclear power plant accidents; it was his pocket book that mattered. It reminded me of the expression of Marie Antionette....

The same colleague unexpectedly also asked if I was an anarchist. To which I replied that yes I was, that all honest people are anarchists. Why he asked this is beyond me. It was expressed with what seemed to be a sense of fear and uncertainty. It was a 19th century question posed in the 21st century. Does he believe that I might go to his condo, settle in, eat his fine food and drink his good wine, and steal his Mercedes Benz for a joyride along the Rhine?