The View From The Tree
I’ll never understand people who have somehow convinced themselves that they have any agency whatsoever over what the elites do. It’s embarrassing to me to look back at the time in my life that I reduced myself to bitching and moaning, issuing public criticism of the rich and powerful, AS IF I were moving the needle on anything, seriously deranged thinking.
Are circumstances radically different from anything we have seen in our lifetimes? Well, yeah; is this alarming? Of course it is! The whole damn thing could very well be catastrophic beyond imagining, but is there anything I can say or do that will change any of it? Let’s just say that I left such ideas behind with Santa, leprechauns and rainbows with pots of gold at their end and such.
As I recall, finding that gold never worked out well for anyone who found it. Now anyone who sees this knows everything they need to know about his opinion and more. For my own part, I’m done climbing up and perching on a tree.
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