America is Dead
America is dead. It was dead long before you were born and there is no resurrecting it. Its time on earth was splendid and fleeting, like a flower in the spring, but as autumn came and the weather shifted, the light faded and air grew cold, the sun set on a once promising experiment in self-government never to rise again. The new America is an empire; a wolf wearing the gutted fleece of a once strong and noble buck. A war took place in order to impose the will of the federal government not only over the states in the Confederacy, but on each and every one of the diverse and once proud states of the union. You can argue about the merits of the Civil War, but not over the effect. The Constitutional Republic was weakened, and the imperial control of Washington was instituted over the fledgling, subjugated republics. That was the when the coroner first called the time of expiry. And like any historical empire, immoral as they all are, we expanded; bases were erected in over 100 c