It is perhaps unfair to blame the Marshall Plan, the Euro, the Cold War or anything else for today’s geo-political troubles. Everything that America has ever built and nourished over the years wobbles – from Europe to the Middle, near and Far East. For too long now, we’ve let everything coast. We’ve taken our eye off the ball; we’re loosing our grip domestically as well as internationally. God help those who’ve been depending on us; at the very least, to make some noise up in the peanut gallery. Americas has exited the stadium.
It’s sad, really; for what will take its place will not be America-like; will not be freedom, liberty, opportunity, fairness and the human right to dignity. The veneer of civilized behavior will be painted over in blood red: brutality, oppression, and dull endurance.
All those on the Upper East Side who have been hankering for it will be the first to feel it – the blade of the thieving knife; the degradation – their sad sack bones cast into dungeons to rot. “Are we there yet?”
“Hush, hush, Virginia! Can’t you see there’s traffic? Our new driver (What was his name again? I can never remember the names of these damn foreigners) is doing the best he can. – And yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus."
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