1914

 

The long twentieth century that began in 1914 is looking to be coming to its overdue end.  Like it's predecessor (1776 to 1914), it started late.  Truth be told, when I say "coming to an end" I am not saying that I am even certain that it will be in my lifetime, but the slope of the line/curve is definitely negative and will soon pass through zero of the x-axis.

I tend to think that things will begin to accelerate soon.  Ugo has convinced me that the Seneca Cliff is ahead of us and that mean bad shit may well be getting shittier in the none-too-distant future.  But what is the time frame for "None-too-distant"?  That is the $64,000 dollar question.

Why I tend to think that the timescale is in the five-ten year range is fairly simple:  It can be traced to my barometer of everything bad that is happening to the country and by extension the world, the institutional Democratic Party here in the United States.  Now, in my salad days, I was an unabashed Democrat.  For the longest time, one of my main wall decorations was my McGovern for President 1972 poster.  I felt that I was a member of that party and that school of thought.

I deserted the party when Bill Clinton became President.  I worked hard for Ross Perot and almost voted for Pappy Bush to keep fuckface out of the White House.  I think that my decisions have been justified.  The Democratic Party has become the Party of well-off liberals solely intent on their vacations, their status, and their continued privilege.

So, back to the point.  Diane Feinstein showed the world about how the future of the planet and the health of the future generations must be subordinated to the privileges of her well-off-liberal base.  This right here is the reason that the end of the century and the beginning of the new is coming a lot faster than I would prefer.

I want to blame the Dems for everything, but that dog won't hunt.  The Republicans are even scummier.  My loathing of the Democrats is the loathing that one gives a turncoat.  The Republicans are just an opponent.

I am seriously considering working toward an independent Cascadia.  The boyos and their friends can run the place, I will be gone by then, but the process has to begin.