Very true. The dead-tree original version of The Probability Broach
went very heavily into libertarian -- umm, "Propertarian" -- philosophy. If you've read the online version here, I greatly recommend the original version, which I read when it first came out.
I really couldn't wrap my mind around just how ugly Bealls was until I saw the online vesion here, but it fits. It definitely fits. Yuk.
On a brighter note, I'd like to suggest one of H. Beam Piper's stories: Lone Star Planet. On the planet of New Texas, the killing of practicing politicians is not necessarily A Bad Thing. http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20121/20121-h/20121-h.htm
I plucked Thrombley's sleeve.
"Isn't that a replica of the Alamo?"
He was shocked. "Oh, dear, Mr. Ambassador, don't let anybody hear you ask that. That's no replica. It is the Alamo. The Alamo."
I stood there a moment, looking at it. I was remembering, and finally understanding, what my psycho-history lessons about the "Romantic Freeze" had meant.
They had taken this little mission-fort down, brick by adobe brick, loaded it carefully into a spaceship, brought it here, forty two light-years away from Terra, and reverently set it up again. Then they had built a whole world and a whole social philosophy around it.
"That wasn't murder. He just killed a politician. All the court could do was determine whether or not the politician needed it, and while I never heard about Maverick's income-tax proposition, I can't see how they could have brought in any other kind of a verdict. Of all the outrageous things!"
I was thoughtfully silent as we went out into the plaza, which was still a riot of noise and polychromatic costumes. And my thoughts were as weltered as the scene before me.
Apparently, on New Texas, killing a politician wasn't regarded as mallum in se, and was mallum prohibitorum only to the extent that what happened to the politician was in excess of what he deserved.
Heh. Our kinda place, huh?