Death Of A Dream
Growing up as a child, I would often hear the expression “The American Dream” over and over, like some patriotic mantra for the country. Some invisible goal for every under-achiever who dreamed of a better life, it was a benchmark, a milepost to aspire to.
Wonder what ever happened to it, this elusive dream of people, who now just barely eek out a living, payday to payday, month after month?
Sadly the American consumer, the average Joe, has just about hit the end of his string, he has gone about as far as he can go. He’s low on fuel and out of steam, running on a half-tank most of the time, one mark off of empty.
I saw a guy fill up twice yesterday. Why?
Because the pump only allows $75 max on a fill up (when you use plastic) and I assume he didn’t get it full, so had to move to another pump in order to top it off (new reading on the card). A lot of people are now maxed out on the plastic and their homes in serious danger of foreclosure. Debt to rate payment ratio’s in this day and age are upside down. Savings account balances in serious decline.
Prices at the store are not exempt, they are increasing faster than most of can keep up with, and there seems to be no relief in sight. With wages for the most part not meeting these costs, it seems that we are all on some kind of vicious merry-go-round in life. There are no demands, serious demands, for American products anymore. Most folks are just hangin’ on hoping against all odds that they will still have a job tomorrow, next week.
You ever notice all those trucks out on the highway, with the trailer doors decorated with a bumper sticker that reads … America Moves By Truck. They are all delivering goods to “us” the consumer. They are not headed to some port for export; they are hauling the groceries, the trinkets, the widgets that we as a nation feel we have to have, in order to get by.
72% of our gross domestic product in this country is our consumerism; we are the people buying this crap. The American consumer has participated willingly on a buying passion that by most standards is obscene. He has been seduced by Sony, Dell, Verizon, Sharper Image, Cingular, Harley Davidson, Motorola, GM, Ford, Cox Cable, The Dish Network just to name a few. And at the same time he was cunningly, almost systematically enabled by MasterCard, Visa, American Express, Discover, Merrill Lynch and the recently defunct, Bear Stearns and Lehhman, who were bolstered with troves of cash conveniently supplied by the Fed’s.
Our rising tide of mediocrity in political leadership, the education of our young, has lifted our boats, to take us where. No where.
A full 30% of our kids no longer graduate from school, we lag behind other countries in literacy, numeric education and key scholastic and scientific skills. We are sadly rated something like 24th in the world on health care. We are mired down in conflicts around the globe (troops in 144 locations), conflicts that drain our lifeblood away in terms of our youth and our wealth.
A fabricated affluence at this point, which seems to be mostly non-existent.
Recently Harley-Davidson Motorcycle Co. made a valiant rally to lift up the spirit and call America back into the fold. They ran a full page ad in USA Today that said: “Over the last 105 years in the saddle, we’ve seen wars, conflicts, depression, recession, resistance, and revolutions. We’ve watched a thousand hand-wringing pundits disappear in our rear-view mirror. But every time, this country has come out stronger than before. Because chrome and asphalt put distance between you and whatever the world can throw at you. Freedom and wind outlast hard times. And the rumble on an engine drowns out all the spin of the evening news. If 105 years have proved one thing, it’s that fear sucks and it doesn’t last long.”
It would be nice to assume, that I could grow me a beard, get an ear-ring, put a snot-rag on my head, jump on my hog and ride off into a new era, to allow my un-muffled exhaust blow the cobwebs out of my mind, and forgot about all this.
This is of course misdirected fantasy.
Now the reality, the world didn’t throw this at us, we did it to ourselves. It is a well written missive; unfortunately it seems to be absurdly non-apocalyptic in its nature. It also comes from a company that just sent 15% of its workforce to the house, because no one is buying their products. Some of us (non Harley Owners) believe we are in serious trouble economically speaking
Coincidentally, just in time, another survey.
A recently survey of American Voters states that: “48% of American voters are now saying that America’s best days are past, 38% say they are still to come.” I guess that other 15% are the one’s Harley-Davidson sent to the house, they are so pi**sed off they don’t even want to talk about it.
Kind of like that old time Gospel song … “The world didn’t give it to me … And the world cannot take it away.” It would be nice to believe that the “world did this to us” but it didn’t. Now it is time to pay for the band, we check our pockets, and we don’t have the cash. At the same time … The rest of the world refuses to cash our check.
It is good for Harley-Davidson, that you can fill one up and you don’t have to worry about moving over to the next pump.
Hammer Down Boys … Hammer Down.
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Related: Illegals are feeling the pinch. USA Today ad Get Out And Ride




