April 27, 2017

Boomer Anthems and The Two Americas: "Won't Get Fooled Again"

There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Are now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

At 7 AM in California’s rural Central Valley, not long before the recent presidential election, I stopped to talk with an elderly irrigator on the shared border alleyway of my farm.

His face was a wrinkled latticework, his false teeth yellow. His truck smelled of cigarettes, its cab overflowing with flotsam and jetsam: butts, scribbled notes, drip-irrigation parts, and empty soda cans. He rolled down the window and muttered something about the plunging water-table level and whether a weak front would bring any rain. And then, this dinosaur put one finger up on the wheel as a salutation and drove off in a dust cloud.

Five hours later, and just 180 miles distant, I bought a coffee at a Starbucks on University Avenue in Palo Alto, the heart of Silicon Valley, the spawn of Stanford University. Two young men sat at the table next to me, tight “high-water” pants rising above their ankles, coat cuffs drawn up their forearms, and shirts buttoned all the way to the top, in retro-nerd style. Their voices were nasal, their conversation rapid-fire— politics, cars, houses, vacations, fashion, and restaurants all came up. They were speaking English, but of a very different kind from the irrigator’s, accentuating a sense of being on the move and upbeat about the booming reality surrounding them. Victor Hanson on Trump and the American Divide

Posted by gerardvanderleun at April 27, 2017 10:21 AM
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"It is impossible to speak in such a way that you cannot be misunderstood." -- Karl Popper N.B.: Comments are moderated and may not appear immediately. Comments that exceed the obscenity or stupidity limits will be either edited or expunged.

Too much arrogance, too much complacency, too much gov't influence, too much criminality from top to bottom.

Probably a result of too many people. I dunno.
If you put 100 people in a boat designed for 10 it will sink, especially if half those people are punching holes in the hull.

Everyone is living for today, no one is living for tomorrow, and no one cares for anyone else but those in their own little sphere.

There's a bigger picture out there but it can't be seen in a little screen, it can only be seen with eyeballs that are wide open, but most of them are closed or squinted narrowly by bias.

Maybe a vast culling is the only possibility toward solution. Or a great conversion, where minds are inspired, but what could cause such an inspiration?

I suppose it starts at the individual level. To determine what it is precisely that you think your life should be like while ignoring the other lives that are trying to do the same thing.

It's Shannon's suppertime and she's letting me know she knows in the way she always does. She's right there, but I'm not looking at her, but I feel her eyes burning holes through me. I paused and looked down at her and she lit up and wiggled like a 47lb wiggly thing. If I leave and come back in 5 minutes she acts like she hasn't seen me all day. Remember when your wife was your girlfriend and you looked at her that way?

Posted by: ghostsniper at April 27, 2017 2:15 PM

VDH is a national treasure.

They say California is inching toward Single Payer Healthcare, G. Jerry Brown is like the fiery shit phoenix, returning to California to finish the job he started in the 70's. I'm taking care of an aged parent here but when she's gone, I'm gone.

I wish I could write as well as you and VDH. Take care, I'll stop by the tip jar on my way out.

Posted by: Clinton at April 27, 2017 2:52 PM