Sorry We’re Broke

We live in interesting times.  And I mean that both ways.  Based on the fact that Donald Trump is performing surgery on Washington DC with a pry bar and a Sawzall there are lots of interesting facts coming out about the inner workings of the Deep State.  Apparently, most of the 30+ trillion-dollar national debt is based on various agencies including USAID using the Treasury as a credit card with no limit.  So yes, very interesting.  But then there’s the Chinese proverb that uses “interesting” times as a euphemism for disaster.  Well, we’ve got that too.  Our country is overrun with illegal aliens.  Almost all of the major cities are hotbeds of crime and poverty.  Nothing works the way it’s supposed to anymore and Joy Reid is still showing her face on television.

So, yes, there are still problems as far as the eye can see.  But it is impossible to deny that there is a change coming over our country and maybe our world.  The veil has been ripped away and it’s plain to see that people are tired of being lied to and bullied by “our betters.”  And suddenly the truth is busting out all over the place.  Even establishment hacks like Marco Rubio are talking about things that they would have been afraid to mention just a couple of years ago.  Democrats are shrieking about “our democracy” and racism but no one cares anymore.  The sacred cows are being investigated and they’re being found wanting.  Maybe fifty years ago when we had at least a budget process that was followed every year we could afford to pay for a few million dollars of subscriptions to Politico and the New York Times.  Sorry, we’re broke.  Cancel our subscriptions.  Maybe when the Soviet Union was pretending to be a world power, we could afford hundreds of billions of dollars to fund proxy wars in Ukraine or Afghanistan.  Sorry we’re broke.  Let Russia have Ukraine.  They’re the only ones who can even pronounce the names on each other’s maps.  Let them sort out their differences.  Maybe when there was blatant racial discrimination happening sixty years ago affirmative action might have been tolerated.  Sorry we’re broke.  We need everybody pulling their own weight again.  Do your best.

And all this candor is an amazing elixir.  It’s good for everything that ails you.  Giving things their true names and facing facts is the beginning of fixing all of the problems that have been created by “our betters.”  The sad thing is we can’t make them pay for all this ruin.  We’re still the ones who’ll have to do the hard work of digging ourselves out of this hole.  But the sooner we get started, the sooner we can put all of the madness behind us.  And without the DEI lies in school and everywhere else the young people will start understanding what’s real and what’s propaganda.  No more teachers telling them they’re a different “gender.”  Or girls being told they can be fire fighters or Navy Seals.  No more quota hires and no more affirmative action.  And best of all we may be seeing the end of the “girl boss,” both in the office and in superhero movies.  I can’t decide which I’m happier to see go.

So, yeah, we live in interesting times.  Trump and his band of marauders keep raising their sights and looking at bigger and bigger game.  It’s all very exciting.  Things that a year ago seemed impossible suddenly look doable.  Could a balanced budget be on the agenda for next year?  Maybe.  All the illegal aliens deported by 2026?  Sure.  Joy Reid on the unemployment line by Fourth of July?  Well, wishes can come true.