by John Truman Wolfe
I don’t like the word ‘globalization.’
I don’t like the way it sounds.
I don’t like the way it tastes, or feels or smells.
It evokes a world of human misery ruled by some unseen Orwellian tyrant that promotes the glories of “The State” and an obligatory global authority that is, “For the Good of All.”
But that doesn’t mean that globalization of the planet’s economy is some kind of media fiction. It is not.