A Day in the Life of Chaos

I have never been so worried for my country.  This is not hyperbole, it is seriously a feeling I have deep inside my gut.   At nearly 51 years of age I have lived over half a century.  While I find this thought an anathema to my feelings of youth inside, it is in fact a reality that I can now look at the world and time with a sense of perspective.   America is disintegrating before our very eyes.  Again, I don’t mean this statement to be dramatic in effect.  I simply state it as a realistic appraisal of who we are and where we are as a society.  Our value systems have become clouded and buried under a mountain of lies designed to divide and conquer.  Internationally we have never been weaker.  We as a nation are more vulnerable then we have ever been but like the Roman Empire before us we are literally rotting frown within.  We are sewing the seeds of our own destruction and no one should doubt that our enemies do not recognize this.   I have been a fighter and debater all

The first stage in rehabilitation is to admit you have a problem, then and only then can you begin treatment.  Isn't that what they always tell drug addicts and alcoholics?  So where does this leave American society?  These were the thoughts that darted through my head as I navigated the morning traffic on my way to work.   Vehicles were moving slowly as I pulled up behind a shiny black Lexus SUV, it's chrome trim glimmering in the morning sunlight.  I noticed a sticker in the back window with a large T-E-A spelled out horizontally.  I thought maybe the driver was a fan of the fragrant brew and wanted to share their love if it with the world.  I wondered if the driver preferred Earl Grey style black tea, green or some exotic blend.  As I drew closer more of the sticker came into view.  It said, "Taxed Enough Already."  Oh, how silly of me, it was a TEA Party member. I decided to catch a view of the driver and pulled up beside them.  It was a middle aged woman, ele