In the international hustings, America is definitely sliding and that shouldn't be happening.
I'm not going to waste my time reproducing evidence that any dope can find online. It's a fact. Not just that, mind you, but it is irretrievably indebted at the federal level - 34 trillion dollars, going into 2024. Whose going to pony up for that? American taxpayers? Stop dreaming. Ain't no way it can be reeled in using that little donkey.
No one should dare say that the writing wasn't on the wall (Ernie Greene's Wall too, by the way). It's been there for decades, looking back.
The fact is, too many Americans believe that something magical will emerge out of nowhere that can currently be described and save the day, some kind of God-sent intervention from above.
Folks, it ain’t going to happen.
What kind of comeuppance is in store for us, I can't imagine, let alone described. It's like watching a grand piano dropping from the 75 floor of some high-rise in super-slow motion toward a crowded street below. But right across the street there's a homeless bum who has been watching that piano being hoisted up with a sense of trepidation. He sees the rope break, jumps to his feet and starts yelling at folks to get out of the way. But they just think he's crazy and avert their gaze and keep walking, just like those poor people in the Second Tower who stayed at their desks because they were advised to by the building's security personnel, even as a few folks said, “Fuck that; I'm getting the hell outta here!” and lived.
Well, this isn’t a scholarly post. Nor should it be. We are sitting on the verge of an existential crisis. No, more like somnambulating toward a political precipice is more like it. There are sirens going off everywhere but it matters little; like lemmings we march on past every danger sign posted.
This is all I have to say now. Anything useful I've said already in previous posts.
Oh, by the way, I might as well add that we are self-releasing a vinyl LP called ‘For the Record’, by Peter Wrenleau, which, if like this sort of blog, you might just like. Look for it on Bandcamp sometime in February.
