The Great American Storm.

Maybe it is because I was lucky enough to travel abroad.  she was pretty happy about it, the broad that is.  All kidding aside, you never can go home, and yet I did.  The Pepsi Challenge.  Nothing is the same, except everything.  What is the same?  Certainly not your home town.  Everything in America today is, "Growth, growth, growth."  Screw growth.  How about just a well adjusted, mature, intelligent, semi-conservative, forward thinking community.  Ah heck.  We're not.  Not today's America.  Let's think back for a moment.  When did it all begin, as the song says?  It began after Bill.  Bill created today, now, America today.  The cell phone economy, the economy that hooked our youth on toys and took their college money.  We denied them adequate education and took their money.  Maggie Newland.  Storm Tracker.  We began selling kids high tech toys instead of their parents, because their parents were still intelligent enough to know better.  What a cavernous disparity between the Depression Era, the Babe Boomers, Generation X (slackers) and Millennials.  As I sit here and wait for the impending doom of the great storm, the thing that it creates it is in full swing, unfettered, collecting money for the rich who own them.  That is America in a nutshell.  There is no room for a middle class.  The poor will annihilate themselves after they spend all of the American entitlements.  When Matthew hammered through and wiped out the railroad tracks to Fort Bragg, nothing stopped.  The thing that creates the heat and thus the great ensuing storms never stopped.  PET resin must be manufactured, because Americans drink more beverages when?  During the blazing hot humid weeks of summer.  How do you make soybean oil?  Heat it to 190 degrees.  Where is the plant?  I am tired of my ears ringing.  I am tired of my belly hurting.  I am tired of sciatic nerve pain while I am lying in my vibrating bed rife with low frequency alternating current, magnetism, and heat.  I can't wait for the rain to quell what is causing the storm, and yet it doesn't.  Only snow does that.  Only that freezing, calm, slowly-falling snow curbs the activity that is creating some of global warming.  It is bliss.  Snow, and not cocaine.  Blissful snow that coats the environment in freezing flakes of pristine, microdust filled water.  I can't remember my original premise of which I was going to write.  What a pale polluted shadow America is of herself thanks to Wall Street.  Wall Street is only a gambling casino, but brokers are gambling with America's money, well rich America.  If Weinstein, Monves, Charlie, Cosby and the rest of perverted sex problems, no one says anything about the huge gambling problem in America.  It is called Wall Street, the former New Orleans but without the fine jazz and willing prostitutes.  They are willing in New York, but only rich bankers can afford them.  So here we sit.