BY JIM HIGHTOWER My father, W.F. “High” Hightower, was a populist. Only, he didn’t know it – didn’t know the word, much less the history or anything about populism’s rich democratic ethos. But he knew about bankers who regularly squeezed small-business families like ours with usurious interest rates. He knew how rough it was for a local business to fight off deep-pocketed chain stores that use predatory pricing and sledgehammer advertising budgets to seize local […]
To Comfort The Afflicted
And Afflict The Comfortable