The fictional tales of The Gentleman from Massachusetts
Circa 2014. Massachusetts.
Friends, I do not recommend an examination of history — not even a casual glance. Because within the historic narrative, lies the needless suffering of a people already past. But if you do peek, it will certainly leave no lasting impression upon you, as history is so oft repeated, it is surely a waste of time.
Why, just look at The Great Depression of yesteryear, a calamity not induced by natural disaster, but by the mismanagement of the nation’s vast resources. So much suffering, yet necessities were plenty, just poorly shared amongst the people.
And not until the introduction and enforcement of a massive and unprecedented realignment of the nation’s riches, did needed recovery come. And so powerful was this redistribution of wealth and influence, that it created the most prosperous generation within this nation’s history.
But those that were born of this prosperity were not those that bled for it, so it was not precious — it was simply how life had always been. And with fading vigilance, came fading fortune, and the good-times became a quaint blip in the historic narrative.
Of course, we could simply study the historic record and the well-documented repercussions of particular conditions and their proven solutions — but by no means should we do this, friends. No, let us instead fall prey to the propaganda of parasites that feed as we fall upon our self-destructive path.