My life is chaos turned miraculous
June 26, 2010
It must be accidental that the butcher
In Washington there isn't any plan
With "feeding David" on page sixty-four;
It must be accidental that the milk man
Leaves a bottle at my door.
Has carcasses arriving at his shop
The very place where, when I need some meat,
I accidentally stop.My life is chaos turned miraculous;
I speak a word and people understand
Although it must be gibberish since words
Are not produced by governmental plan.Now law and order, on the other hand
The state provides us for the public good;
That's why there's instant justice on demand
And safety in every neighborhood.
David Friedman in The Machinery of Freedom (free full text now available!)