The meaning of Socialism was made brutally clear to me by reading Alexander Solzhenitsyn's Gulag Archipelago. As a gruesome "Brucie Bonus", the books also gave me insight into the possible fates of my grandmother's brothers, who ceased communicating with her and her family in the late 1920.
A coworker who was a child in the "Boat People" exodus ... a coworker whose father spent some of her childhood years in a Vietnamese "reeducation" camp ... NoKo's Kim dynasty that has kept generations of Koreans at the edge of starvation ... Mao "Great Leap Forward" that starved millions to death while he traded food for Soviet weapons ... Stalin's Holodomor ... Ethiopia's own version of the Holodomor in the 1970s ... Cambodia's Killing Fields ...
Damn straight I hate Socialism, because I know what it is and what it does!