To Do the Right Thing

The usual February summer in "Fayettenam" is perplexing to some.  In fitting American fashion with our free market system of trade, we perpetuate lore, spin yarns and tales, and sentimentalize ills turning them into fruitful commodities.  No industry is more adept at this than Real Estate.  Given the appropriate scenario seemingly they turn straw into gold like a seasoned alchemist or magician.  Perhaps we should learn a lesson from Merlin in Arthurian legend, the soothsayer, politician, and diplomat who used deception to manipulate the masses for the good of royal monarchy.  If you are ignorant and poor, blocked from economic and social mobility by sheer poverty and lack of opportunity, our chances of survival are limited.  The inappropriate coming of spring in Februrary is sentimentalized with the Cape Fear River Basin, a depression in geography now filled with PFAS compliments of the Chinese-purchased shell company Chemours, simply a rebranding of DuPont to escape culpability for decades of irresponsible dumping into the American watershed.  Shortly the gleam of G5, instead of fading back into its manual of restricted frequencies of the electromagnetic spectrum, will be spun into a more convenient but expensive tanning treatment than frequenting the local spa or salon.  "Get your summer tan year round," by subscribing to yet another wireless choice for data transfer accomplished more efficiently with a traditional T3 land line.  The truth is three decades of a wireless economy have been destructive to America in myriad ways.   It sufficed as a convenient, shallow, and conceited band aid applied by the demands for "Globalism" and implemented by the North American Free Trade Agreement which failed to adhere and clogged the sewers of the entire South American economy.   Many Argentinians lost their entire savings, and the Mexican peso collapsed as millions of wet back, soon-to-be, factory Pedros made it clear they would rather nap in the sun than build American appliances.  The Coolies became a more logical choice, when federal deregulation unleashed domestic American commerce onto the world stage.  Corporate America was quick to outsource their jobs and benefits to a more willing and communist-controlled labor force slaving for pennies on the dollar on their indigenous home soil.  Hank Paulson, standing next to a newly-elected President Bill Clinton beamed with happiness, because the seeds of "Globalism" had been planted.  Thirty years later America is fighting for her life.  You only can rape and pillage planet Earth so much, before she begins to stumble.  To do the right thing and help her is so difficult after doing the wrong thing for three continuous decades.  We don't remember how to do the right thing, or even what it is.  That is because God decides, and He sent his only Son to teach us.  We forsake Jesus then as a heretic proclaiming ourselves more important and hung him on a cross to die.  Surprisingly a few days later he rose from the dead and proved us wrong.  It is the most dire sacrifice to offer your only Son to teach the human race their own sin.  It will not be long before we will learn this all over again when God's followers will be taken by him to a new planet, and the rest will be left in hellfire to fight to their deaths until the Earth perishes.  It will be a long battle.  Or we could choose to do the right thing.