Culture and Morality 
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Years ago our floundering fathers of the early twentieth century decided that we needed an income tax. At first it was just a little tax to help the government go to war don’t ya know. Today, no matter how hard you work or how much wealth you accumulate, Uncle Sam is there to grab his fair share. The biggest mouth we feed belongs to government.
Today, after decades of the New Deal, War on Poverty, and the Middle East Nation-building efforts, the United States is head over heals in debt that you can only have nightmares about. I’ve laid awake for hours at night thinking, nonstop thinking of ways to protect myself and my family. It’s a little late to prep; I think we’re just a little late period.
The American Dream isn’t alive anymore. It all died and now we live in that pre-panic hour of indecision. Trump is gone. He was the only one who loved the picket fence life. It’s like he’s maybe in the bushes somewhere, we hear him talk, but even if he could return, how do you fix something that’s so totally broken?
We have two camps, the believers and unbelievers, the educated, brainwashed masses of government-control freaks and the ones who remember what life was about before fear became a religion.
The believers are putting so much pressure on the unbelievers, it may soon be that moment we look at each other and see nothing but a hopeless future. Things can change overnight when hope is lost. Hope is lost when justice disappears.
When I see that most people have succumbed to the plannedemic hype and the rest of us are being designated a lower grade of human, then I can’t believe we’re not on the cusp of war. I know it’s not over till it’s over, but what’s left when its over?