A few weeks ago in a Toronto cab I listened to the cabdriver extol the virtues of the free market.
He waxed enthusiastic about a mall in New Jersey where you could choose between twenty-six brands of ice cream, each brand distinctive and competitively priced. Same went for a shoe store in a mall in New Jersey. "You see?" he said. "That's the market for you! Twenty six brands of ice cream! Lots of competition means lots of choice!" He told me more about the malls of New Jersey.
Well, let's step off the stage of history right now, because clearly we've reached the pinnacle, and now there's nothing to do but scan the vistas and lick ice cream. Or we could flash-freeze New Jersey and mount it for display on the Antarctic ice shelf as a monument to the free market.
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