The nation is broke, we can't afford to feed poor children, take care of sick people, house the homeless and comfort the old people. We can't afford to invest in roads, or schools, or new technology.
We can't afford it.
But we can afford the hell out of corporate subsidies ("We must take care of the JOB CREATORS!") We can afford to buy and send off drone after drone and bomb after bomb ("For FREEDOM!") and we can afford to do all sorts of other things as long as they don't smack of 'entitlements' or 'welfare' or 'socialism'.
Because that stuff's bad, ya'll.
That socialism stuff...just, *** I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.
Except it's not.
We have entire cities going bankrupt because of a capitalistic free market free-for-all that we're currently in the throes of. Oh, you hear that it's really because of the poor people...those lazy poor people...
So they come in and declare the cities bankrupt and put 'private consultants' in place. And yanno what they do? They part and parcel the whole shebang out to the highest bidder and completely ignore that THERE ARE STILL PEOPLE LIVING THERE.
Because they don't matter. They're just poor people. Those lazy poor people.
But what if? What if the poor people (who happen to live there) were given a voice and the power to effect their own change? What would they do to their city?
Well, it'd all go straight to Hell, that's what. They're poor. They don't have college degrees. They don't have business cards or ties or anything that would give them the authority and wisdom to know what's right for them, for their cities.
Or not-
http://www.geo.coop/blog/co-operative-revolution-reading-pa
This End of America the Capitalist Free Market...this may be what we have to endure- our 'labor' if you will, to get to the other side and onto our next phase of national life.
Maybe we can get it right this time and not be such douchebags to each other and the rest of the world. Maybe.
PS-
The sun came out today. It was glorious. I'm hoping to see it again tomorrow.
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