"One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand"
And yet for all of that, the sands of second derivative collapse and decay shift relentlessly beneath their feet. The bar is lowered constantly for an aging populace grown addicted to delusion and fantasy.
The holy men of the day harken back to ancient times when thousands were exploited at the hands of merciless oppressors. Assiduously ignoring the silent billions who toil thanklessly to stock the shelves of their local Walmart, pick the fields, or mow lawns for the same hypocrites who decry immigration.
That's all coming to an end now. Read as the people who believe in all of that are coming to an end now, aging as they are like Krispy Kreme donuts.
The past belongs to the hypocrites. The future belongs to those who believe that a true economy is not a zero sum game.
Choose the God of Ignorance or the God of Reality. It will make all the difference.
Choose the God of Ignorance or the God of Reality. It will make all the difference.