Thursday, August 3, 2023

Tim Scott and revisions in the American Dream.

The right and the left usedta agree on the meritocracy.  "Pure Horatio Alger", that a man or woman could "pull himself by his boot straps" that if one worked hard and did worthwhile things, success would follow.

I still kind a believe that, Tim Scott.

And I still want to believe that.

I have to believe that.

That its not graft and sycophants, but the cream, the "optimates" rising to the top naturally, and that its not all evil and Machiavellian Trumpism, but the old way, the way Clinton and Bush liked, that one could be accepted on merit, and not some other means, not a racial intake requirement, or a religious exemption, not a slip in the bureaucratic regulations, but pure merit.

No Biden Crime Family or Trump Crime Family.  No Chinese patents, West Wing Office for you son, or seat on some board, but I remember that Hillary, even in 1980 or so, sat on the board of Walmart.

Even McCain, before rebranding himself, was accused of wrong doing and graft.

And then chapter two.

We pick ourselves up, and stop miming dance moves from within the debris field.

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