The United States Sinks to Its Knees Like a 3rd World Country

What a sobering and humiliating experience it is to witness

my once-proud nation’s decline.

I remember WWII, when we lost 70%

of our Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor. The response was Victory Gardens, War

Bonds, rationing and an industrial production that built tens of thousands of tanks,

guns and airplanes per month.

Today, in a medical emergency our

front-line doctors, nurses and hospital support-staff are risking their lives

because of a shortage of protective masks and clothing.

Not tanks, not guns, not warplanes—fucking

protective masks and clothing.

We whine and cry and bitch and complain and get our knickers

in a twist as we watch the President of the United States whine and cry and bitch

and complain, frozen in the headlights of indecision, his pants around his

ankles.

In my lifetime we have become a

nation of empty bluster. We cannot win a war, with the world’s largest military.

We cannot feed, clothe, house or heal our most at risk citizens, even though we

are the richest nation in the world.

We cannot even manufacture enough

protective masks for the fellow Americans risking their health and lives on our

behalf.

I won’t say that it makes me ashamed to be an American,

but it certainly saddens me to see how impotent we have become as a

society. And don’t think for a moment it’s the fault of Donald Trump.

He is merely the result of our decline, not the cause.