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I'm a poli-sci guy, and a student of history and all that stuff. To me, no book rings as true as "They Thought They Were Free, the Germans 193_ to 1945" by Milton Mayer. You can get chunks of it off of the web with google, and usually you find the best chunks. And when Naomi Wolf speaks of her experiences with fascism and how perilously close we are, I understand and agree.
And when the cute little Spanish interpreter we use in our courtroom says that she lived in Spain under Franco and that this is what America is quickly becoming, I get it. And when my clients facing deportation back to Mexico say that they don't mind so much since although Mexico is desperately poor, it is a freer nation than the US, I get that too. When I read that we have more people in prison in the US than any other nation in the world, it no longer surprises me. When I hear our news media repeating the same meaningless stories again and again while only a few brave voices give words to the dread I feel, I understand.
Wars of aggression, torture, extraordinary renditions, the burning of stacks of CDs, the vast fraud that is our two party electoral system where on the fundamental contempt for liberty all acceptable candidates agree ... this I understand. These things no longer surprise me. Oh, they did! Once they did. Once when I believed in a myth called "America is special and free". Then my cognitive dissonance was at its epitome.
But now? Now I know that we are nothing special, and that in our collapse we would rather save our baubles than our children, our phony abstract money being worth more than our vanishing abstract liberty.
But I have a bucket of abstract money and a secure home and a place of respect and many assets and friends I can count on if things get hard. I will abide and my family will survive and even if our fortune be diminished, we have come from hard times before and we can endure them until this great calamity is over. I don't worry about my wealth turning into subsistence, because I can take that. I am resourceful and educated and there will always be criminals to defend, immigrants to help and people who need my services. I will get by.
And if the nation falls, and our liberties are finally and irrevocably traded in for a false sense of security, I have friends who are wise and who owe me favors so that no matter what comes, we can take it. I can take it. My family can take it. I've made provisions for the disastrous calamity to come.
The hardest thing to take is the destruction of all of the myths of America I held dear as I was born here and grew up here. The myth of American love of freedom; the myth of American courage in adversity; the myth of American tolerance; even the myth of American kindness. To watch these myths die will be the hardest thing to take. I've made no provisions for this death in my soul and heart like I've made provision for my wealth, safety and family.
But I think I can take this. I am strong and come from strong people. We will survive deep in the roots of family and faith, even as the nation rides inevitably, screaming with glee and pain, into Hell.
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