A Guest Post by Fido
After looking at my meager Social Security Disability check and looking outside of my front door of my hole-in-the-wall apartment, I wondered: Is this it? I mean what is the point of a pointless struggle. The medical system clearly neither values nor cares about my life.
I have an decrepit computer, a stale cup of coffee that doesn’t taste good because the brand is third rate, and I am up to my ears in real debt. It is simply the life of a disabled person in the first world. Isolated in the disability ghetto of low income, run-down, drug and booze infested universes. Most of my fellow “inmates” here are either too mentally unstable to have any idea what is going on, or they are senile. It’s a version of the old bard’s poem about the seven ages of man. I am one of the few members of this ghetto to have any education beyond the eighth grade. Many of my fellow inmates are lazy or pregnancy dropouts.
Jim Kunstler complains in his various rants about the total loss of adulthood in the modern world of American meritocracy. It is clear however that many of the residents of the universe that I live in have never achieved adulthood. They make the jump from the second age of man to the last age of man in one swoop. I saw this transition occur to a young man who had completed high school and had aged out of the special education system into a world that he is totally unprepared to live in as an adult. He does not have the skill set to be gainfully employed in any fashion because he has not been taught to be an adult. So, he drifts from one social welfare system to the next. The last stage of man is when one loses any status in the system and goes back to the same sounds of infancy. When it comes to the simple and complete fraud that has been played on the people, perhaps the most disgusting one is the one played on those least able to cope with it. The young man reverts back in status and becomes for all intents and purposes, an infant again.
What will they tell the people and how will they spin it ?
My own theory is that we will have some sort of special broadcast or series of announcements that, at the last possible moment, will seek to avert panic or chaos. Of course, this will fail because someone will finally say that the emperor has no clothes and at that moment all hell will break loose. Emergency powers won’t work because there are too many armed and crazed people out there with AK 47’s, M 16’s, and Uzi’s to control. Like the hapless Iraqi information minister, the person who is stuck with telling the people the truth will become an infamous figure in the history of the so-called democracy. As far as the truth is concerned, the truth be dammed. The federal authorities will just simply melt away. My guess is that even the richest bastard will eventually be overwhelmed by the masses of poor hungry and armed to the teeth citizenry. What is even more likely is a super bug designed by the CIA or Homeland Security to depopulate the unwashed masses while TPTB get vaccinated against it. A 80 to 90 percent fatality rate would reduce the world population to more manageable levels. God bless us all; and for all the others… ****