"Harry Potter ve Feylezof'un Nesneciliği" yeni bir Harry Potter kitabı değil. Bu isim internet sitesi The Toast'un Ayn Rand ile Harry Potter birleştirdiği kitabın adı. Ayn Rand sevdiğiniz ya da sevmediğiniz bireycilik, rasyonel bencillik ve kapitalizm kavramları sarmaladığı objektivism/ nesnelcilik akımının anası. Yazdıkları ile olumlu ya da olumsuz pek çok kişiyi etkilediği kesin. Ona karşı olan hislerinizi bu işin dışında bırakın derim. İşte büyücü çocuğumuz Harry Potter'ın öyküsünü Rand yazmış, kurgulamış olsaydı nasıl olurdu sorusu ilginç bir sonuç ortaya çıkartıyor.
Kendinen emin, boyuna bakmadan ukala cevaplar veren, düşmanları karşısında eğilmeyen, özel teşebbüsü ve piyasa ekonomisini her şeyin üzerinde tutan, diğerlerini aşağılayan, başına geleceklerden bihaber, sopayla ağızına ağzına vurulması gereken bir velet ortaya çıkmış. Şiddet dürtüm bana özel olsa da Potter'ı hep pataklamak istemişimdir. Bu uyarlama sadece bu dürtüleri pekiştirdi.
Aşağıda en beğendiğim iki örnek var. Çevirmeye mecalim olmadığı için olduğu şekilde koydum. Belki bir hayırsever çıkıp çevirir. Kim bilir.
Professor Snape stood at the front of the room, sort of Jewishly. “There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don’t expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few who possess, the predisposition…I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death.”
Harry’s hand shot up.
“What is it, Potter?” Snape asked, irritated.
“What’s the value of these potions on the open market?”
“What?”
“Why are you teaching children how to make these valuable products for ourselves at a schoolteacher’s salary instead of creating products to meet modern demand?”
“You impertinent boy–”
“Conversely, what’s to stop me from selling these potions myself after you teach us how to master them?”
“I–”
“This is really more of a question for the Economics of Potion-Making, I guess. What time are econ lessons here?”
“We have no economics lessons in this school, you ridiculous boy.”
Harry Potter stood up bravely. “We do now. Come with me if you want to learn about market forces!”
The students poured into the hallway after him. They had a leader at last.
Harry’s hand shot up.
“What is it, Potter?” Snape asked, irritated.
“What’s the value of these potions on the open market?”
“What?”
“Why are you teaching children how to make these valuable products for ourselves at a schoolteacher’s salary instead of creating products to meet modern demand?”
“You impertinent boy–”
“Conversely, what’s to stop me from selling these potions myself after you teach us how to master them?”
“I–”
“This is really more of a question for the Economics of Potion-Making, I guess. What time are econ lessons here?”
“We have no economics lessons in this school, you ridiculous boy.”
Harry Potter stood up bravely. “We do now. Come with me if you want to learn about market forces!”
The students poured into the hallway after him. They had a leader at last.
* * *
"Give me your wand, boy," Voldemort hissed.
"I cannot do that. This wand represents my wealth, which is itself a tangible result of my achievements. Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think," Harry said bravely.
Voldemort gasped.
"There is a level of cowardice lower than that of the conformist: the fashionable non-conformist."
Voldemort began to melt. Harry lit a cigarette, because he was the master of fire.
"The smallest minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities. The minimum wage is a tax on the successful. The market will naturally dictate the minimum wage without the government stepping in to determine arbitrary limits."
Voldemort howled.
"I'm going to sell copies of my wand at an enormous markup," Harry said, "and you can buy one like everyone else."
Voldemort had been defeated.
"He hated us for our freedom," Ron said.
"No, Ron," Harry said. "He hated us for our free markets."
Hermione ached with desire for the both of them to master her, but nobody paid her any attention. They had empires to build.
"I cannot do that. This wand represents my wealth, which is itself a tangible result of my achievements. Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think," Harry said bravely.
Voldemort gasped.
"There is a level of cowardice lower than that of the conformist: the fashionable non-conformist."
Voldemort began to melt. Harry lit a cigarette, because he was the master of fire.
"The smallest minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities. The minimum wage is a tax on the successful. The market will naturally dictate the minimum wage without the government stepping in to determine arbitrary limits."
Voldemort howled.
"I'm going to sell copies of my wand at an enormous markup," Harry said, "and you can buy one like everyone else."
Voldemort had been defeated.
"He hated us for our freedom," Ron said.
"No, Ron," Harry said. "He hated us for our free markets."
Hermione ached with desire for the both of them to master her, but nobody paid her any attention. They had empires to build.
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Halbuki sen de piyasanın görünmez eline inansan bu durum karşısında vakur, kendinden emin ve cesur bir duruş sergileyebilirdin. Ne varsa serbest piyasada var :)
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