Is the United States a strong nation? There's a notion that it is, of course -- based mainly on the disruptive philosophical underpinnings upon which this country was established. But these are all really the fumes of nostalgia. What else is there? Well, we have the best fleet of aerial drone death-dealers in the world (for now). Certainly our fast-food accomplishments are second to none. And our Reality Teevee Industry remains one of the more successful and innovative welfare programs in the world, lifting individuals with no evident utility to the human race -- and who would quite likely be pushed into ditches to die in lesser nations -- into the warm embrace of the Fame Economy.
I have been trying to avoid writing this piece for fear that I will sound like a grumpy old lady which, by the way, I am not. Even as I hear myself discuss this issue I remind myself of my high school English teacher, who was a miserable little thing in case you were wondering, yet I still feel compelled to introduce the topic.
For years and years, anyone who tuned in to America's Sunday morning political chat shows was invited into a world of cloistered elites whose understanding of the impacts of public policy ended at the bank of the Potomac River. It was a realm in which a massive unemployment crisis that swept across post-crash America was only perceived to affect a group of affluent political celebrities and their electoral hopes. 'Will the terrible Senator What's-His-Nuts lose his ability to go on naming post offices after his cronies' children, or will he be forced to accept six-figure salaries on K Street or through meaningless board positions at useless foundations?'
It was in the wan light of a morning still sleepily breaking into the day to come that the idea occurred to him. It was a thought, a notion, that first seemed to be slowly ambling into his consciousness, and then was suddenly there, all at once, like a flood of unfamiliar beliefs. He struggled to understand this new concept welling up in his imagination. A full approximation of its significance was not something he was constitutionally able to achieve in the split-second that was afforded him by this new insight before its insistent demands for concrete realization compelled him -- with the same instinctual needfulness that a worn-out body would seek to put down a heavy load in order to obtain a sweet, spare moment of relaxation -- to get this flash of perception out of his mind and into the world. So he quickly turned to Twitter.