Wednesday, November 06, 2024

Crushed

I awoke with hope at 4:30 and turned on the computer. I could have cried. America, you could have been a great nation. You looked like a shining beacon after the World War. 

Alas! You are not great, and in retrospect, you never were. You are wealthy and powerful, but you are not great. Yes, half of you are pretty wonderful human beings, and you have done your best, but it hasn't been nearly enough.

The dream is gone.