Plan B

As we struggle with the technical aspects of capping the oil spewing from the collapsed rig in the Gulf of Mexico, we can be quite certain there are those working equally hard to exploit this disaster in order to advance their own political agendas. "You don't ever want a crisis to go to waste…”

After the collapse of the science that propped up the ‘global warming’hoax, this crisis in the Gulf represents Plan B for those who would at any cost seek to throttle down America’s economic engines and thrust her back into the stone age. How convenient for them, this high profile (clearly man-made) ecological mishap – almost God-sent; a black swan. Eyjafjallajokull, we never knew ya!

Where will the White House make its stand? We think we already know, especially if and when it were discovered that it was no less a personage than George W. Bush who donned scuba gear and personally set the explosives. As for now, it’s still BP’s fault (bad enough) and, by extension, Big Oil’s (even worse) – and, of course, America’s in general (horror of all horrors), for its insatiable energy appetites. Almost effortlessly, we’ve automatically tilted back in favor of our flat earth, no-growth argument.
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We dutifully sit and debate the fine points of every issue. The points pulverize into the dust of a zillion minutiae as we continue to analyze endlessly. And before we can throw up our hands in frustration, a new crisis appears out of no where, complete with streamers bearing insult and hostility (which we do our best to counter).

The members of Congress sign their good names to bills they haven’t yet read. When they are asked to explain any given point, we find they are as confused as we are. All they know is that they’re fighting for their lives – as we are.

Mr. Smith’s stint in Washington is no longer fun or productive. Something alien seems to have taken hold of the city. Something’s been added, or something taken away. Something is missing. The newspapers seem to be in on it, but they won’t discuss it: the elephant in the room. There’s plenty of detail to fill their pages – screaming drama from all sides.

It’s classic Cloward-Piven: overwhelm the system; orchestrate crisis; gridlock. No way to get a handle on it. And even if we could, we would be appalled at what we’d find.

It’s time to stop playing. Every move we make (in good faith) sucks us deeper into the sinkhole. That’s how it was designed. The house always wins.

What’s missing is trust. Face it! We don’t trust our government. Anything it might intend has now become tainted with suspicion. It could fix health care; Wall Street; immigration; energy; education – whatever your pet peeve might be – and we wouldn’t trust it as far as we could throw the heads on Mt. Rushmore. We’ve gotten to the point where things can’t be fixed anymore. Everything needs to be replaced. We need to start from scratch.

Politically, we feel cornered - shut out. At the same time we sense danger in the pit of our stomachs. We’re even prepared to forego summer and sprint straight to November, only to discover, perhaps, that our faith in elections will be the last domino to fall.

What then? Move to Australia? Cuba? This dilemma is by no means new. It has been faced by countless peoples before us. Their dream destination was always America. And they came in droves, bringing all they could carry on their backs and in their hearts. America allowed them to make a fresh start. Eventually they would become Americans and prosper beyond their wildest dreams. But that was then…

It’s different now. America has become just like every other hell hole in the world. No need to bother packing.