Down a Never-Ending Road

The tell-tale signs of a country in collapse….

We used to:

Enjoy a common identity as Americans. There were no hyphens in our names before so-called “identity politics.”

Have basic competence in reading, writing, and figuring things out. Now, we can hardly read, surely can’t write, and rely on calculators for simple two-figure addition and subtraction.

Value real-life, human-to-human connection and relationships. Now, we’re a nation of smartphone addicts, gulping down our fix of electrons every few minutes, constantly on the phone as if we were saying goodbye to our loved ones forever.

Believe that our future was better than our past. Now, the general consensus is that we’re FUBAR. Marriages, jobs, the political system, education, the environment, all are speedballing down the highway to hell.

Sense that, despite our imperfections, there was a reason for hope. This was the land of opportunity, of the ability to envision a great dream and fight to attain it, with a good chance to win. Now, unless you’re a gazillionaire and live in your own bubble of self-sufficiency, the chances of genuine entrepreneurial success are slim to none for the vast majority of people who try out MLM.