Chatham Sand
Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the great island of Nantucket! So good to be with you on this Friday, high noon, the fifth day of August, 2011, a beautiful one on Cape, as you look above at the sand of Chatham, a town much like Osterville, 30 miles due east, on the elbow, if you will, of this little sand bar created over 11,500 year ago by the Last Great Ice Age… It is a quite day here as well as in Washington, as we all try and recover from the manufactured crisis surrounding the raising of this nation’s debt ceiling, a feat that has been done 78 times in the past thirty years. “We” are all very concerned about the debt of course, because it is all connected, and those in the most fear are those whose money is in the markets, that took a nose dive yesterday, as the Dow Jones Industrial fell over 500 points. The real problem in this country, however, is not how much the rich lost today, rather, it is the lack of good jobs and the slow disintegration of the middle class, the very backbone of America as we once knew it. The ‘Grand Canyon’ between the haves and the have nots is growing by the hour, and yet we are blinded to that fact by way of poisonous airwaves that now have real ‘drones’ (News Corporation’s Rupert Murdoch), insuring that gullible minds follow under the spell of the Stockholm Syndrome that has put most Americans in a prison that they are convinced was made for their own good. Oh, Republicorp, is there nothing you can’t do? Stay tuned for more in November, as Dracula takes another big bite out of proven social programs designed to care for the most vulnerable among US. Meanwhile, I pray that you and yours have a nice week end… I will be returning to you LIVE next Wednesday, so, until then, consider turning the television news stations off and, as a change, watching a good movie, or, better yet, reading a book–perhaps “True Compass”, by the late, great Last LION of the Senate, Teddy Kennedy, who asked one simple question just before he passed on into a better plane, “…when does the greed stop?” PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M
