I keep tripping over the question other canaries stuck in the Bu$hCo mines have been chirping lately, namely: What took so long (for America to f8cking have even a trace of awareness about the greatest strategic blunder in American history and the evil cabal that organized and sold the American public on it)?
Here's one way to look at it.
(My first diary, so hold the phosphates.)
More (I think this is the convention) lower. At the water's edge.
Think of
Americans as mollusks -- they find a place on the rock, usually crowded and only somewhat comfortable, but they get a good grip and they hang on for dear life no matter which way the tide is flowing, through dry summer and frigid winter, unless there is a
real crisis -- defined as either the rock moving in the swell of the ocean waters, or the sudden abandonment of the rock by all the other mollusks clinging there. Most Americans don't
think until either the ground is moving under them or they are all alone in swirling water.
This isn't necessarily a bad thing. There is strength in everyone holding tight. We are about to see a mass letting go as all the mollusks decide seemingly at once that free-floating in better than hanging on to their hard little piece of terra firma. Where they settle and what the new molluskeries look like is anyone's guess. There are enormous opportunities for Democrats, Independents, progressives of any stripe, just as there are already -- you can bet your yearly brine on it -- plans being made by the fascist right to configure the new coastline to their advantage.
Take out your shovels, Kos'ins. Dig, channel, buttress, create! Have to it.