The Day America Died
umair haque

Sad… and lyrical, in a way; an epitaph for an ideal that was (perhaps) never quite reached.

There’s a certain irony to be found among the ashes, perhaps to be analyzed by cultural anthropologists of the future. This country was founded by people seeking to escape religious persecution, taxation and indentured servitude to wealthy landowners — they sought a place where individuals could matter. And here we are, standing before the new age of “corporatocracy,” in which a select and elite few get to place the vast majority in the indentured servitude that goes with minimum wages that barely allow survival. The days of going to America and “working hard and making a better life” are — indeed — gone; now nepotism and luck are required.

Very sad, indeed….