The Parable of the Privatized Neighbor,"

Now a certain man went down from the suburbs to the inner city and fell among high taxes and zoning regulations, which stripped him of his capital gains and left him economically wounded. And by chance, a community organizer came down that way, and when he saw him, he posted a very lengthy thread on social media about systemic issues but passed by on the other side of the street to attend a gala. Likewise, a career politician came to the place, looked at the man, and promised to form a sub-committee to look into the optics of the situation before heading to a fundraiser. But a certain Good Patriot, as he journeyed in his heavy-duty dually truck with several flags attached to the bed, came where he was; and when he saw him, he first checked the man’s voter registration and social media history to ensure they were on the same team. Seeing a "Don't Tread on Me" bumper pool in the man's pocket, the Patriot had true compassion, bound up his financial wounds by explaining how to offshore his remaining assets, and set him on his own lifted suspension to take him to a private, members-only clinic. He took out two gold coins and gave them to the concierge, saying, "Take care of him, and whatever more you spend, I will put it on my business expense account when I come again to lobby for a deregulation bill." Which now of these three, thinkest thou, was neighbor unto him that fell among the bureaucrats? He that showed him the secret of the tax haven. Then said the Patriot unto him, "Go, and do thou likewise, provided you stay in your own district."