The Great American Racial Divide

The concept of race is actually a man-made one.  Research tells us that race does not exist among humans in a biological sense, so it should not apply as a means of categorizing differences among humans who all belong to the same species. It does not exist among animal species, even though the laws of nature provide the instinct to separate prey from predator. We are  familiar with instances of ostracism in social species like lions, apes, or even meer cats–which I suppose constitute a form of discrimination typically based on factors such as age or weakness. We are likewise familiar with the notion of ‘breed,’ which is a descriptive term commonly used to distinguish different types of dogs or other animals which all belong to the same species. I suppose we could say there are different breeds of humans, but that is likewise divisive and provocative.

Just as species in the wild have hybridized as a result of cross-breeding, the human race has experienced a similar process over the millennia.  One byproduct of human migration, whether driven by a quest for improved living conditions or mere exploration, is the offspring who were born from the heterosexual unions between populations that previously may not have even known about the other.

As we continue to socially interact and become increasingly mobile, more and more people have propagated giving rise to ethnic combinations that render any effort to categorize them pointless save for genealogical curiosity. Yet, we are still driven toward distinguishing ourselves.  Perhaps that need stems from our inherent desire to categorize and organize in order to make sense or logic out of what seems so chaotic, vague, and overwhelming.  Or, perhaps there is something more at play here.

A divide, at least in the continental sense, delineates a geographic point where falling watershed splits itself into two opposing directions. America’s Great Divide (which roughly follows the Rocky Mountains) demarcates the point at which water generally to its west drains into the Pacific, while the eastern side ultimately ends up in the Atlantic.

There is another great divide in America that functions similarly to my analogy, with most black Americans on one side of the slope falling away from their fellow (white) citizens on the other side, many of whom are headed further away in the opposite direction.

I may be naive even as I enter my seventh decade in this world; but I remain perplexed by the growing divisiveness between the races, especially in light of the widespread acceptance and tolerance that the homosexual movement has attained. I am actually surprised we are still using “race” to refer to the diverse myriad of humans who populate our good earth. There is only one race on this planet – the human kind.  More about that later.

Back to my geographic analogy. A watershed divide exists by virtue of the location of the high mountainous peaks where precipitation is faced with a very limited directional opportunity for run off: it can go toward only one ocean, each of which is on the opposite coasts. Our country’s racial divide is only vaguely similar in its origin and direction.

We Americans are not bound by the laws of nature to follow others like water which follows a geological and gravitational flow. Americans who are drawn to the peaks of racism need to find a way off the mountain and disregard the temptation to choose a direction based on skin pigmentation or other identifiable physical features. Indeed, why climb these peaks at all when so much has been accomplished to create a level playing field that permits all Americans to go in any direction they choose. Despite all the legislative and social advances of the past century, some still seek to perpetuate the differences that divide us–whether intentionally or unwittingly.

I concede that there is much more behind the racial divide than its ingrained cultural origins. It is still reinforced and popularly publicized beyond any reasonable basis for doing so. From generation to generation, it passes down like some cherished family tradition when it should be neutralized and severed from our existence. That is generally what happens as a result of integration into the mainstream of society. It is possible to accomplish integration while maintaining an understated ethnic pride.

It is noteworthy that descendants of the mass European immigration of the 19th and early 20th century rarely call attention to their heritage except during celebratory gatherings and events. To my knowledge, only people of Negro origin continue to maintain a separate Congressional caucus or a national organization supposedly dedicated to advancing their own in society. There are black radio and television stations, black magazines, and periodicals and numerous other racially distinctive products, services, and institutions.  It is indeed an ironic double standard that has developed following a monumental movement designed to eradicate those very same segregational distinctions.

Despite familial and cultural reinforcement of racial patterns and behavior, we can probably agree that relations between blacks and whites in America are currently at their lowest point in many years. We might ask: how did this happen in the face of all of the struggles of the past decades to improve things? I submit that the simple delineation between black and white is indeed a significant part of the problem because we are all part of the human race first and foremost. Instead of referring to each other as Americans, plain and simply, we continue to identify as African American,  Mexican American, black, white, or Hispanic. We have even further delineated subcategories utilizing sexual preferences and gender identity issues, not to mention political persuasions on the left and right.

When I was a young boy growing up in the pre-civil rights era of the early 60’s in Orange County, California, I remember hearing the mother of my best playmate telling the story of a Negro woman who was at a nearby supermarket completing a questionnaire of some sort that requested her race. She replied “human,” which my friend’s mother seemed to mock as she told the story as some sort of sign of lacking intelligence. Even as a mere lad of 10, I thought my playmate’s mother was wrong. I thought the Negro lady’s response was quite clever, indeed wise,  if not entirely accurate.

Not so today. Shocking when you consider we are now fifty-plus years past that moment coupled with federal civil rights legislation, U.S. Supreme Court decisions, marches, rallies, and endless organizations and institutions allegedly dedicated to ending racial division. Instead of focusing on our common ground in order to foster genuine integration, we continue to pigeonhole and separate more and more alleged minorities, affording them special protection and unique names. Today, you might be an unemployed, African-American, lesbian single mother instead of just a mother of a child living in America in need of work. We used to be a melting pot of cultures, but we’ve become a seething stew of incongruous ingredients that rarely meld together into a delectable serving of unity and cooperation.

Along with a lessening of a culture and tradition of racism in America, it seems to me that relations among us were continuing to improve until the years ensuing after 2008. This can be substantiated by acknowledging how mainstream Americans have embraced black culture in the media, music, dress, and language. This has been especially prevalent among white youth along with television and movie media. The culmination of this perceived improvement, if not the near absence of broad, mainstream racism, stems from the 2008 election of a man referred to as the first black to occupy the office of President of United States, who was elected both times with a majority of his total vote nationwide coming from white voters.

I believe that the primary cause for the recent and rapid decline in the quality of race relations can be directly traced to the current executive administration of our nation. No other president in history has done more to stir up tensions, resentments, and separatist sentiments than this one. From his broad testament that he does not believe it is possible to transcend racism in America to his event-specific utterances following Hurricane Katrina, Ferguson, and the ongoing internal policies of the Justice Department regarding reverse discrimination cases, BHO has inflamed both sides of the racial divide.

Barack Hussien Obama, aka Barry Soetoro, is of course neither black nor white. He is a hybrid, if I may be so blunt. Instead of referring to himself as the first bi-racial president, he and his minions insist that his legacy will be that of the first black president. He purposely avoided a golden opportunity to unite Americans, especially blacks and whites, by failing to state that he represents a new America, a bi-racial and unified America. Instead he has chosen to associate himself with known black racists like the irreverent Jeremiah Wright and loose cannon Al Sharpton. Mr. Obama has seemingly done as much as he can to infuriate all Americans by turning up the pot of racial differences from a simmer to a boil over.

The affirmative action admission policies of certain governmental and educational institutions are key among so called reverse discrimination cases wherein favor is granted because of one’s race instead of disregarding it in the first place, i.e. racial neutrality  As described by Chief Justice John Roberts, “The way to stop discrimination on the basis of race, is to stop discriminating on the basis of race.” Parents Involved in Community Schools v. Seattle School District No. 1, 551 U.S. 701 (2007). Simple as Justice Robert’s statement is, racial discrimination continues; but it is no longer limited to the so-called white majority.

One would think that with all the movements afoot, someone, somewhere would champion the cause for racial neutrality instead of promulgating a culture that reinforces and emphasizes racial differences. Gratefully, there is already a sociological term known as color blindness that hints at the need for this kind of neutrality. Nonetheless, there are still those who insist that this concept is a mere subterfuge to maintain white supremacy–not unlike the segregational notion of separate but equal.

The media would be a good place to start since they are so devoted to carefully noting when a black man is shot by a Caucasian, but so rarely do they specify the opposite circumstance or bother with any distinction when a black man murders another black man. Our present culture is so hellbent on equalizing opportunities for even the smallest minority among us; yet they disregard the opportunity to foster racial neutrality, which is the only possible road to eradicating racism. We have been taught to think like we are players on or fans of different athletic teams. We are rewarded and encouraged to maintain a fervent loyalty to our heritage while we fail to see that we are all supposed to be playing for one team. Even the phrase “people of color” is fraught with racial injustice by implying that someone who lacks color (white) is less than those who have it. Of course, the very notion of ”white’ is ridiculous given that only Albinos lack pigmentation of their skin, a condition that precipitates another whole class of discrimination.

In 1963, Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke of his children being judged by “the content of their character” rather than “the color of their skin.”  One can hardly hope for more neutrality regarding one’s race than that.

When I was an upperclassman in college in the early 70’s, I had a friend who shared the same (pre-law) major with me. Back then, I was a passionate supporter of liberal causes, especially of the racial kind. He and I shared the same opinions about black oppression, and we embraced what was then a new concept known as affirmative action.

My (former) friend happened to be black. One day, while we were enjoying a brief recess from our studies in the library, we were bantering about our common ground when I was overcome with an innate fondness and delight in making his acquaintance since the high school I attended before college was mostly white middle class. In a burst of what I thought was racial neutrality, I told him that I didn’t think of him as black or any different from myself.

To say that I was shocked and disappointed by his reaction to my proclamation is an understatement of significant proportion. His entire demeanor shifted from one of simpatico to confrontation when he told me that I had better think of him as black because that was who he was–and he had no interest in being known as anything but black. A black pride thing, I suppose. It made me wonder what kind of reaction I would have garnered had I racially slurred him instead. A lose–lose situation by any standard.

I never forgot what happened that day. It changed my (mistaken) perception of most black people forever because that was not the last time I would run across that kind of attitude in the years since. I have seen it recently with black friends of my high school-age son. I see it on television and hear it on the radio daily. It is rampant in high- and low-profile blacks across the nation. One need only befriend a black person on social media. Rarely will you see any non-black heroes, mentors, entertainers, or athletes designated as their favorites. Except in extreme cases of white supremacy, you will almost always see black celebrities favored by whites. The imbalance is obvious, unnecessary but understandable since black pride is still encouraged in lieu of racial neutrality or color blindness.

So long as any of us continue to teach our children subtle racial ques by pointing out the black man instead of the man wearing the red shirt, we will never achieve anything resembling racial neutrality or color blindness. If we encourage and allow race-based organizations, media, and institutions to continue to exist, we will always fall short of a race-neutral society. If we tolerate the double standard of reverse discrimination and accept racial epitaphs between blacks, we are part of the racial problem in America.

I surmise that achieving a lasting racial neutrality in this country is as likely to happen as a man-made effort to remove our continental divide. It can’t be done, and any effort to do so would be like trying to shovel sand off of a beach. So why did I write this? I’m just as frustrated as you.

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“You Have The Right To Remain Stupid”

Obama Egypt Policy John Kerry SC You Have The Right To Remain Stupid

After hitting the ground running in Berlin at the beginning of the new year on his “inaugural” Secretary of State trip, John Kerry told the world that “in America, you have a right to be stupid.”  Given his legal education (and mine), I am troubled by that broad conclusion. I submit that he must have suffered a momentary lapse of legal history and reason.

Second-year law students are taught in a year-long class (known as torts) that each individual owes a duty of reasonable care to every person he or she encounters.  That being the case, all of us (at least in British common law nations) are called to exercise reasonable caution and care so as not to expose others to unreasonable risks of harm.  Failing to do so, one may be said to be negligent, especially if the behavior in question causes some measurable damage to the affected person.

Ponder for a moment, if you will, what Mr. Kerry’s remarks actually mean.  There are multiple components to the accepted definition of “stupid”, one of which reads “showing or marked by a lack of good sense or judgment.”  It is nearly impossible to ignore the obvious paradox here.  Mr. Kerry’s utterance was unwittingly self-fulfilling as he exercised the very “right” he believes he shares with his fellow Americans.

If Americans, indeed any citizen of the world, are free to be or act stupidly, we are in more trouble than we think.  Acting without good sense or judgment goes hand in hand with ignoring the tenets of natural law and reason.  By ignoring what is inherently right and wrong or good and evil, one is instantly free to act in any number of ways, save for the intelligent one.  Acting stupidly is no more of a right than requiring rational behavior as an obligation. Either is dictated by our God-given free will.

Proclaiming to the world that Americans have the right to be stupid is tantamount to apologizing for the alleged transgressions of the United States throughout history. Mistakes in judgment have undeniably begotten ill-advised results.  But in nearly all cases, the judgment in question was deeply considered and thoroughly analyzed before implementing action.  Granted, there are innumerable instances of federal legislation and executive orders that conveniently qualify as outright stupidity, along with an abdication of public duty.  A failure to make good and purposeful laws is not a right, but a result, of our government structure.

The proclamation of the right to be stupid arose out of the Secretary’s off the cuff explanation of our constitutionally-protected right of free speech, which he connected to the “virtue” of tolerance.  I don’t believe, however, that this most fundamental of American rights is much related to tolerance as to the free exchange of information. It is indeed unfortunate that a lawyer like Mr. Kerry, in an apparent effort to be hip, slick, and cool, made such a flippant and ignorant statement.  But considering the source, along with his political leanings, there is an ironic and prophetic truth…perhaps Mr. Kerry was talking about himself and his party affiliates.


God Bless Us, Everyone

Christian cross SC God bless us, everyone
As we enter the Twelve Days of Christmas, the words of Dickens’ Tiny Tim readily resonate at this special time of year for it is so convenient for so many to fail to see the blessings of daily life during the often monotonous grind of ordinary time. To be sure, some of us may seem more blessed than others and perhaps there is an arguable relativism to our comparative stations in life. It’s easy to garner envy for those who are wealthy and powerful but despite their material gains and successes, we are all in need of something beyond power or gold. For those with higher levels of creature comforts, we may find pity, sorrow or even feel guilt because of those who are wanting and struggling while they, perhaps without our realizing it, find comfort and solace in an unshakable faith.

The post-pagan understanding of a blessing is “to be favored by God.” The modern meaning of the term may have been influenced in translations of the Bible into Old English during the process of “Christianization” to translate the term benedīcere meaning to “speak well of,” resulting in meanings such as to “praise” or “extol” or to speak of or to wish well.

It is no secret that I strive to be a man of faith. Perhaps struggle is a more apt description because faith is merely a personal choice. Like some of you, I fight an almost daily battle to make sense of this existence and the circumstances that surround us. Depending on one’s state of mind, it can be overwhelming to even attempt reconcile good and evil. It just can’t be done.

Faith is trust. You either have it or you don’t. It often seems incongruous to trust in anything that cannot be seen or perceived directly by our senses. After all, our trust is broken time and time again from that disappointing moment when we realized the truth about Santa or the tooth fairy and on from there as years of broken promises accumulate. Our personal relationships and behavior test our trust for ourselves and others over the years. It is easy to become jaded and skeptical.

So what about this notion of blessings? Are we favored by God and we just don‘t realize it? I suppose the answer all depends on your acceptance or rejection of faith. Some may believe that everything which happens is purely random without plan or purpose. I don’t believe that our lives are a series of coincidences and events of probability. Believing otherwise is contrary to an ordered universe. Without waxing metaphysical, I believe in and accept St. Thomas Aquinas’ notions of natural law that concludes that God has in His intellect an idea by which He governs the world. We are supposed to use our human gifts of reason and understanding to perpetuate order and prevent chaos. Perhaps we cannot bestow blessings upon ourselves but staying focused on God’s will instead of our own helps.

Blessings often come disguised as disasters, illnesses or even the death of a loved one. How is it possible that such negative events might bestow us with anything except grief, misery and sorrow. Willingness and acceptance come to mind; willingness to accept current circumstances and patience to see what is yet to come. If we are watchful, the blessing eventually appears.

After the election last month, I was gravely disappointed for several days. My disenchantment has gradually dissolved into trust, not for our elected officials, but in God. There is no other option for me. I either turn my life and my will over to God or I will remain stuck in misery and fear. I prefer some semblance of happiness and contentment over gloom even though I have to sometimes work harder to attain the former. But joy should not require work to achieve and it really doesn’t. It can be found easily enough in so much of this world’s grandeur and wonder. It’s been said that happiness is an inside job meaning it is really nothing more than a decision, a choice just as Abraham Lincoln meant when he stated that “most people are as happy as they make up their minds to be.”

Like an aging masterpiece, delight in this day is often hidden beneath decades of accumulated filth and immoral grime. We only need to find an efficient solvent to remove it to see the glorious creation beneath it. My solvent consists of faith and my attitude. Regrettably we cannot restore our world to what it was. When you think about it, even a so-called restored masterpiece is not authentic because without reliable photographic or other evidence of its original appearance, the restorer can only rely on speculation or supposition to attain a reasonable facsimile of the actual creation. Studying history as Churchill taught us, will not only help us to avoid the pitfalls of our past but help us keep reason and morality in the forefront of our existence, conserving our sacred form of government.

We are blessed whether you want to recognize it or not. Although our personal freedoms seem to be shrinking and our country remains on a crash course for disaster, we have this moment to enjoy. And, if we have faith in God, all will unfold as it should according to His plan and in His time. Even if it all comes tumbling down, (as it most notably failed to do on 12/21/12), I still have this moment, and all the others before it, to remember the spectrum the blessings that have been bestowed on me. I hope you might find the same is true for you.

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“Can We Still Be Friends?”

Republican Democrat SC Can We Still Be Friends?

The victorious liberals want to let bygones be bygones.  They urge the GOP to work cooperatively for the good the country. Democrats are genuinely perplexed by our disenchantment and fear about the future.  Some young lefties think we hate black people.  How else could their immature minds rationalize our disdain and distrust for this, the most opaque executive in the history of our country? Perhaps they are feeling the effects of the peace and love hangover of their parents’ and grandparents’ Woodstock ideals.  Government as the provider of the rule of law is oppressive.  Government that provides “free” services is essential.  They wonder what all the fuss is about.

I confess that I am a Facebook junkie.  I regularly spend too much time there reading the entertaining variety of useless speak and humorous pokes.  I have nearly 300 “friends”, most of whom are mere acquaintances who I would likely never socialize with in real time.  There are a handful of fellow Facebookers who are indeed good and genuine friends, some quite closely so and others a bit more distant.  Many of the latter are former high school classmates, including some who I knew well back then along with a smattering of younger and older alumni who I have become closer to as a result of that social network.  Some are liberal.  Most are conservative.  Before the election, I estimated that about 25 of my Facebook friends would likely vote for BHO with the remainder supporting Mittney.

During the firestorm of rhetoric that preceded the election, I found it increasingly challenging to withstand the ignorant and irrational mutterings from the left as much as they found equal difficulty in reading my conservative rants.   While I did not unfriend anyone, I was moved to block the irritating blasts of a few.  I wonder if they did the same to mine, even though I avoid personal attacks and aspersions.

After the election, I am pleased to report that there was not an overabundance of gloating and “I told you so”, but a quote attributed to Thomas Jefferson appeared multiple times that said: “I never considered a difference of opinion in politics, in religion, in philosophy, as cause for withdrawing from a friend.”   I suppose that means Mr. Jefferson, unlike myself,  would not even block posts from his Facebook friends, let alone unfriend them.

The dictionary tells me that a friend is defined thusly:

1. A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.

2. A person whom one knows; an acquaintance.

3. A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.

4. One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement:

Despite the elucidate wisdom of one of our founders, it’s patently apparent that three of the four definitive options above pertain to trust, cooperative agreement, and unity.  An acquaintance is only loosely related to being a friend, a precursor to identifying the common beliefs and values that foster trust and a united front.  So, while I may agree in principle with TJ’s declaration of friendship, my only authentic and literal friends are necessarily those who I like, trust, mutally support, and are allied with my beliefs and values.  That being said, I am sorry to say that all the others are mere acquaintances or the least of friends.  Sounds harsh and insensitive, even flippant I know.  But I am prepared to be regarded in the same manner by those with whom I fall short of meeting their causes and struggles.  That’s the true nature of friendship.  After all, there is but a fine line of divide between bare friendship and enmity.

Perhaps this kind of evaluation of friendship is what causes the divisiveness across the aisles on East Capitol Street.  Maybe the Democrats really believe in a looser definition of friendship.  That would explain their inability to comprehend the right’s frustration and perceived obstinance.  It’s akin to a rerun of the Summer of Love’s generation gap.  We are miles apart in our perception of the world and its future.  Little was accomplished then to assuage that chasm, which causes me to contemplate whether much can be done now to exceed that less than stellar margin.  And it’s growing wider and deeper, garnering an even greater unlikelihood that it can ever be narrowed, let alone completely filled in.

I am instructed by my Lord to love my enemies, but I am also told to shake the dust of my sandals when I leave anyone who will not listen to the truth.  So, to my acquaintances with whom I share little in the way of things political, social, and economic,  I love you, even though we do not agree about most things.  If I block your Facebook posts, I understand if you shake your shoes off and leave because I was merely doing the same.

I am mindful that I am ignoring that time-tested fill dirt for the holes of division – compromise.  But that’s a whole ‘nother topic for another time.

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Strangers In A Strange Land

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When I first began to take an interest in things political as a  high school civics student, I garnered a sort of paradoxical love of country juxtaposed against a expanding distrust of the Establishment of the time.  I was secretly astonished by the genius of our Founding Fathers and the balanced government structure they gave to us; but it was 1969, and I was getting caught up in the youth revolution and opening volleys of the culture war  that has since unknowingly and insidiously accomplished the very objectives I so naively and innocently embraced.  Unfortunately, it has taken nearly 45 years for me to see exactly what has happened and how it transpired.

If my parents’ was the Greatest Generation, mine was probably the most ignorant and altruistically naive.  We laughed at the likes of Senator McCarthy and his successors.  We thought them alarmist buffoons with an agenda for perpetual wealth and social oppression of those with less.  We viewed communism as something as likely to happen in America as a fairy tale.  Rules were to be broken, authority questioned at every opportunity.  We did what felt good and did it as frequently as we wanted.  We regarded most laws as inane, unnecessary, and unduly authoritative and oppressive expressions of the ruling class whose banks and stocks were the very bane of our existence.

Back then, I was part of a liberal minority with hopes and dreams of permanent change; yet, any legitimate or objectively measurable change seemed distant and unobtainable.  I, along with many of you, were not aware that it was already surreptitiously happening slowly, quietly, and insidiously below the surface of the mainstream social strata that I was gradually embracing as my early career was underway. As I became a working taxpayer and then a parent,  I noticed even less the subtle transformations our social and moral fabric was undergoing while I moved from left to center and ultimately to the right. Things just seemed to be progressing normally and steadily.  Our country never seemed in domestic danger.

Now I am part of the conservative minority, aging, becoming more irrelevant by the day as our land continues to implement the changes and transformations that have been in the works for a half a century or more.  Like a distant unseen aging relative, I am astonished by the wear and seeming grotesque change in the manner of things American.

I am a stranger in a strange land.  I live in a country where God is not welcome in our public schools.  Education about “safe” sex is preferred over abstinence.  Marriage between two people of the same sex will soon become as mainstream as the institution and sacrament heretofore limited to a man and a woman.  Welcoming diversity is more important than unity and integration.  Patriotism is old-fashioned and barely hanging on by the weakly-sung verses of “God Bless America”  in the middle of the seventh inning at many major league baseball games.  The Pledge of Allegiance is essentially dead, irrelevant and ignored because of its proclamation that we are “one nation, under God.”   Atheism is the new religion of America as God is edged out no longer by ACLU lawsuits alone but by social and familial customs and practices. Business success and profits have become unpopular signs of greed, selfishness, and injustice.  Even our coins look and sound like the play money of my youth.

Political and social correctness is king.  Girls can do whatever boys can, but the reverse is not entirely true as 18 year old males continue to be obligated to register for the Selective Service.  What the media says about  potential leaders and their transgressions is more important than their ability and willingness to lead.  How ironic given the attitude of relativity that seems to apply collectively to the individuals who make up the American citizenry.  The winner of American Idol is as significant to so many as a successful candidate for the presidency because both exude coolness and hip (hop) relevance.

In the words of Michael Voris, host of ChurchMilitant.TV, “. . . the Culture War is lost. Let’s face it. Plain and simple. It’s over.”  Homosexuals and their gende- confused allies have been given preferential and protected class status, a first in American law.  Freedom of religion is on its deathbed, and separation of church and state is as good as if it were constitutionally mandated.  Our right to bear arms is under siege and will come under successful attack as higher priorities on the liberal agenda are checked off and accomplished.  Like a surrealistic Wonderland, we’ve become a nation of contradictions, uncommon sense, and non-sequitur economics.  Alice’s succinct summation that ” It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change” is more than prophetic.  It’s just simply true.

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