While most Americans -- starting, maybe, the second winter of the Virginia Colony in the first decade of the 17th century under Governor Bradford -- have relished liberty and freedom, rugged individualism, the opportunity to reap what they sow, and the pursuit of the American Dream, not all have. There have always -- it's human nature -- been some who have wanted happiness delivered rather than pursued. These include two distinct types: the "ruling class" plunderers and the "country class" moochers and gimmes. And the two types wash each others' hands, have a
quid pro quo. These folks trade liberty for comfort and security, but, necessarily, at the expense of the producers.
The American society and economy has finally passed a tipping point wherein there are more people riding in the wagon -- either just sitting or giving orders to the still working -- than pulling the wagon. To buy the support and votes of the moochers and gimmes the "ruling class" plunderers have spent the society and economy -- today's, tomorrow's, the rest of this century's -- into bankruptcy, collapse and implosion. There is no will in Washington D.C. by anyone involved to abide the oaths of office to which they swore.
Normalcy bias is part of human nature. If you've never seen something happen or learned of its happening, it is all but impossible to imagine it. All of the evidence -- and it is massive and consistent -- is there for any and all to see that America is about to implode, and the implosion will be lightning quick. Some Americans can imagine Russia imploding or Greece or Iraq or Libya, but
not -- definitely not -- the United States, the biggest-and-strongest, the word's "super power". Sure, we're in some trouble, but, hey, we're America and we're Americans. Rome fell, and America is as well, and for the same reasons.
Gimmes, moochers, "ruling class" plunderers, they traded infringed liberty for comfort and goodies. As well, however, so have Christians -- no, not all, not most -- wanting to outlaw gay marriage, have blue laws, close shops on Sundays. So have anti-smoking zealots, environmental nutjobs, anti-capitalists, healthy-living advocates, and all the folks who just think everyone should live the way they do or want to. The nannies. Because these people are so convinced that they're right and smarter than the rest of us, it never ever occurs to them that if they get government to take away the rights of others, government can also be made by others to take away
their rights. After a while, no one has rights.
Three- hundred-million people have allowed -- often encouraged -- about 575 federal legislators, justices, and executives to eviscerate the
Constitution and the rule of law, collude with union thugs and corporate-titan-plunder sleaze, buy votes, and kick the can of shattered America down the road to the next generation of 575, who duplicate the feat at no personal cost. Without the 575, none of this debt would exist. Without the 575, none of these entitlements and welfare and "cash for clunkers" crappola would happen. If the 575 didn't want all of this, it wouldn't be. And we put the 575 there, and returned them there, and returned them there, and retain them there. And pay them . . . whatever they decide . . . to do it . . . whatever they decide
it is.
What incredible fools. Well, American Dream? R.I.P. Somebody play
Taps. How about a 200-million-gun salute. Is that Kate Smith over there?
Then -- very soon -- will come anarchy and rioting in America's streets, exhibiting class warfare and hatred for the "evil rich" and lust for their "stuff". It will have to play its course before quiet results from sheer exhaustion and adrenaline depletion, along with absence of food and drink and shelter. The "ruling class" will have bunkered itself securely while the raggedy-assed masses have childish tantrums.
The entire world will quickly become an immensely-more-dangerous sphere, where thugs and trouble can be seen in any direction and at any distance, and leadership and protection found nowhere. Global anarchy will be unleashed, and massive devastation will accrue.
Like the Romans, my fellow Americans, though we'd been admonished to the contrary, we came to be convinced that there
is such a thing as a free lunch. We were, of course, wrong. In the midst of all of the rioting and anarchy, just think what most of the rioters and anarchists will still be seeking. Amazing. Will we
never learn? "You can't fix stupid."
*It's too late to undo
progressivism in America.
As for me, I'll enter the crisis with little planned. My wife won't allow guns in our house. She -- as educated as she is -- as I see it, suffers near-ubiquitous normalcy bias. Politically, she has no core or absolutes. Everyone has a right to his opinion, you know, and that doesn't make anyone right. A majority of her family voted for Obama, and a sister works for him as an assistant secretary of agriculture. They're big fans and advocates of "social justice".
I'll have a stuffed freezer and pantry, some stored gas for the boat, access to ample water (I already do) . . . until it's all taken. I have assets and investments . . . until they're taken. Like even 97% of all of America's so-called "poor", I have television and it comes to me via satellite. Programming will become even more-universally crap. So, I'll flush three times to evict that crap to compensate for my Gore-toilet. And I'll remove the government-imposed restrictor on my showerhead, that to be able to rinse off the "ruling-class" bilge. Then, I'll live simply on what's left, whatever that is . . . until it's over.
I've said this hereon before, but I'd have already left, moved myself, family, assets, investments, and life to an island off Panama. That'd be my exit strategy. But, my wife sees zero reason to leave the lovely place we have and move farther from her family. My "ranting" causes eyes to roll and heads to shake horizontally. Probably deserved. My wife's probably spot-on, and I'm out to lunch, way off the reservation. Oh well.
If Paul Revere were to ride down my street, shouting, "We have anarchy and chaos coming!" people would poke their heads out and order fries with it . . . and a medium drink.