Front Row at the Fall

Empires always fall leaving rubble where their glory had been. Conditions vary, but the trajectory follows a predictable pattern. As the end approaches the rate of decline increases along with the desperation of the rulers. The rate of the North Atlantic Empire’s fall has reached dizzying proportions. It threatens here, there and everywhere attempting to stop the leaks in its dike of control. It sanctions and tariffs trying to prevent the drain of liquidity from its drying economy. And, typically, commands its choir to sing louder and louder about fear. The fear-refrain recently reached comical proportions. “There are UFOs out there!” claimed the lead singer of the choir, the New York Times. The crown jewel of the media joined the crazies.

Seen from the day to day perspective of development, the decline is barely noticeable. Seen from a larger, historic perspective the decline looks more like a dive. We’ll all feel the waves when this colossus falls. Unless its desperation pushes it to try some apocalyptic stupidity. Then we won’t feel anything. There will be nothing to feel.

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”Silly seriousness is a sign of serious silliness.”
Dartwill Aquila

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The West Bank is now the Judea-Samaria area.