Last night Sleek and I were having our usual fast-paced monthly chat which is always part family and friends, but mostly bashing the state of our nation, especially now that it’s under Marxist control.
A small businessman most of his adult life, Sleek is maddeningly frustrated, stymied, and constrained by all levels of government down to his own fellow citizens on the city council; and like all such entrepreneurs, he pays more in taxes than he does to himself.
When the costs and taxes go up, he literally cannot work harder, so he and his wife just work longer. It was easier when he was half his age, but I warn him now that such a work load is robbing Peter to pay Paul in terms of health and stress, not to mention mental exhaustion.
He has done all this for most of four decades for his family, yet surveys the current national landscape and understands that an out of control federal government trades votes for massive entitlements given to the flotsam and jetsam of this society who refuse to work and litterally live off the Sleek family income.
His children and grandchildren will likely be less prosperous, live more modest lives, be taxed even more and perhaps even suffer higher mortality and morbidity than we.
For the generations following we baby-boomers, Reagan’s “shining city on a hill” may well be a mirage.
So what is it, what was all this… our working lives? It is pointless to finally “go Galt” and simply accept that in the end we were vitims of a gigantic Ponzi scheme run by international socialists and communists whom we assumed had been crushed?
Back in the 80s we destroyed the Soviet Union by spending them to death without firing a shot.
And yet, it’s only taken two democratic presidents, a mostly democrat Congress, and a rash spending GOP twenty years to drive all this in a ditch; unbelievably, we are now routinely lectured by the Chi-Coms about our ill-managed, printing press economy.
In the twilight of our productive years most of us have lost near half of our home equity in an economic that has more in common with 1930 than it does with 1960. If our generation has not over-prepared for the amusingly-named “Golden Years”, many of us will be forced to “unretire”.
“Welcome to Walmart.”
The American Dream
Notice it’s not called the Utopian Dream, the EU Dream, the Russian Dream… it’s only here, it’s only us, only for us and no one else.
We’ve always provided others the blueprints… it fact anyone can find the Constitution, Declaration of Independence, the Federalist papers and all manner of free-market economic theories on-line and in books… concepts that have stood the test of time.
For most of over 23o years the world has had a well-running prototype on which to base a government; America has acquitted itself in spectacular fashion under the most dire circumstances which would have destroyed a lesser form of government, a lesser people.
The beauty of the American Dreams is that it can belong to anyone; I cannot become a German even if I learn the language and drive really, really fast. I cannot become a Frenchman despite living and working there and ridiculing visiting Americans in sidewalk cafés.
But anyone from Paris or anywhere else among the huddled masses yearning to be free can become an American and be welcomed as a full partner in this great democratic experiment. The only thing they cannot do is become president, which is hardly a drawback.
Sleek and I have long agree that much of this is simply no longer true. A monolithic oppressive government has slithered into every aspect of our lives and the American Dream has been undermined to the point of being unrecognizable.
- Long ago the federal government was was constrained to three basic Constitution duties. These delegated powers (also called expressed or enumerated powers) are those that are specifically granted to the federal government by the Constitution: 1). The War Power 2). The Power to Regulate Interstate and Foreign Commerce 3). The Power to Tax and Spend
- And just as importantly…. all powers not granted in the Constitution to the national government are reserved for the states.
But now as “senior” citizens our net loss is far more than economic… the very government we are supposed to control is threatening us with fundamentally changing America, our history and damned near everything else which made possible the Dream most of us sought.
Now you can be jailed for refusing to be sexually assault in airport security lines and even the Department of Education has its own well-armed Gestapo storm troopers.
Now our leaders pay billions to and make deals with our enemies, the very sub-humans who are killing our sons and daughters in Third-World shitholes… and we do nothing.
No one can deny us the title of “The Worst Generation” and one day we will stand humiliated before God, History and our Founding Fathers.
Maddeningly, we have all but forgotten that our own state has immense power to fight the never-ceasing encroachment of the leviathan federal government. It came about simply enough… in order to take control of each and every state, the federal government created pork.
Members of Congress, elected to serve you, learn quickly that they can have a lifetime job simply by flooding their districts or states will billions of dollars every year… thus making it our own fault in the end.
The irony is that the money we accept in exchange for our freedom and liberty was our money to begin with.
They steal our money and then “give” it back which drives us further into economic slavery.
That’s the Ponzi, man… get real.
The Founders would not recognize their country in its present form, and would visibly recoil at the left-wing’s insistence that “we need to be more like Europe.”
“Didn’t we just fight a bloody war over refusing to be ‘like Europe’?” says John Adams.
Yes we used to have the American Dream and Sleek keeps on every day from dawn to well after dusk because its his dream, his personal goal… he just never believed that he would have to fight his own country and even his own countrymen to keep even a small portion of what he believe would one day be bountiful.