No One to Blame but Ourselves

I’ll be honest with you. I’ve had a very difficult time trying to keep from complaining, bitching, moaning and crying about all the things going wrong in this country. If I started a list, it would turn into a primer for depression and suicide. There’s so much fear mongering, pearl clutching and doomsday prophesying being spread around that I feel like I’m fighting to get out of the clutches of a tar baby. The only people who are happy are the puppet masters. It seems like our nation is that locomotive in the third Back to the Future movie, barreling toward inevitable destruction. The conductor looks a lot like George Soros. The guy feeding the engine is a dead ringer for Saul Alinsky. The metaphors are infinite, and I won’t bore you with too many of them. If you’re reading this, you’ve already demonstrated above average intelligence, a desire to…