Gone are the dreams of a sentient people. From the way we bow before dead trees refusing to acknowledge the ceremony’s pagan antecedents to how we’ve handed the keys of our news collection agencies to children, this once proud yet jejune people (a mere 239 years) now grovels in a detached cluelessness unrivaled in modern time. And with that I wish you a Merry Christmas.
Reduced to awestruck. And as for the story that not only the media but society as a whole refuses to acknowledge – at least in this country – I give you the Watergate of the millennia (as spake Stanton Friedman).