Writes Jeff Brown:
I was a chaperone for my son's kindergarten class field trip to a Catholic Daughters of Charity convalescent home for nuns. After singing several Christmas carols, the children lined up to tell the Sisters what they wanted for Christmas. My son was near the end of the line, and after about twenty other children had spoken of wanting video games, action figures, sports equipment and such, my son stepped up and loudly proclaimed "My name is Matt, and I want gold!".
He just about brought the house down, and one nun nearly fell out of her rocker.
It is wonderful to know I'm having a positive influence on him. Perhaps he's not too young to be introduced to Anarcho-Capitalism after all...