“I am so for capitalism and free enterprise,” Madonna tells me as we sip our sweet teas at a cafeteria. “I hate the word ‘regulate.’ I don’t want the size of my Coke bottle or type of lightbulb regulated. The American Dream is not due to socialism or the EPA. Sure, I want clean air and water,” Madonna adds, “but I trust our system to assure it.” Government workers do that, the thought streaks through my head. Still, in Madonna’s worldview, it seems that one has the police to protect one’s property, Rush Limbaugh to protect one’s pride, and God to take care of the rest.
