The Vapors of Spring
April 4, 2005
When historians come to write the history of this Republican reign,
they will mark as the turning point the moment when Congressman Tom
DeLay promised vengeance to the federal judges and others who allowed
brain-dead Terri Schiavo to finally die. That was his Robespierre
moment, when the little prick from Sugar Land, Texas, under-reached his
grasp for the levers of public opinion because, it turned out, most of
the American public did not approve of politicians pandering to them on
behalf of the unfortunate Mrs. Schiavo.
Meanwhile President Bush was still out on a sixty-day cross-country
blitz, hustling his proposal to turn social security into a new revenue
stream for Wall Street. Historians will also note that the stock
markets followed a downward trend-line while Bush was out there
pitching, while day-by-day the price of gasoline followed a steep
trendline upward just as Americans were getting ready for their annual
fiesta of summer motoring. The public was not buying the President's
pitch. The younger voters didn't believe they'd ever collect social
security no matter how it was rigged up. Anyway, it was hard to give a
shit about something as abstract and distant as social security when
all of a sudden it cost fifty bucks to fill your gas tank.
There is something in the wind abroad in this land besides the vapors of spring.
Last week, the International Energy Agency, after years of
dithering, warned of an imminent global oil shortage and made a list of
surprisingly draconian recommendations, from lowering speed limits in all
the advanced industrial nations, to a reduced work week, to a ban on
using privately-owned vehicles (!). Nobody in the American government
dared comment on that because it might unravel the web of delusion that
we can continue living as a nation of tanning hut managers who qualify
to buy 3000 square foot suburban McHouses (while making monthly
payments on GMC Yukons).
But those rising prices at the
gasoline pump send a message that is cutting through all the static of
American Idol, Fox TV News, and the attempted panderings of vindictive
little pricks such as Tom DeLay. Message: our standard of living is headed down. Fast.
Now, there is every reason to believe that the public will come to
misinterpret that message, too, because the whole nation -- including
many enviro-progressives, by the way -- have bought into the notion
that, whatever else reality offers, we are entitled to a life of easy
motoring and Ditech Miracle Mortgages, and an awful lot of people are
going to lose their personal revenue streams when that illusion falls
away.
What will remain is a continental-sized angry mob
wanting to pole-axe the people who are running the show. Since the
Democratic party has ceded its opposition by failing utterly to promote
and alternate vision of reality, a new opposition is certain to form
out of this mob. Unfortunately, it is in the nature of mobs to think
not in terms of policy but of rolling heads.
The warm part of 2005 is shaping up to be a time
when the center no longer holds, or even ceases to exist.
Is It A Flat World?
In yesterday's Sunday New York Times Magazine Thomas L. Friedman wrote an interesting piece on globalization called, "It's A Flat World, After All" raising many concerns about outsourcing. It's based on his new book, being published this week by Farrar, Strauss & Giroux.
He suggests technology has leveled the playing field for bright and innovative people worldwide (especially in India and China) and America runs the risk of being left behind. Is he on to something?
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