…if not to rant?
I oughtn’t rant. It’s no use, and ranting into the void is unhealthy.
But what should one do about this US government? I live in Germany. What to do? When the cruelty is so evident and predictable, and yet so plausibly deniable to so many?
Recently visited San Francisco. Very mixed. Pretty city, full of wonders, but the psychotic homelessness doesn’t seem like the product of individual troubles. It seems like a cultural consequence, a form of rot in the culture itself. Not just a drug issue. A culture issue. A language issue. A class issue, an American-Dream issue.
And I don’t think Berkeley has the answer. It doesn’t deserve the blame, but it doesn’t have the answer.
You can see a divide there, between those who are rich enough not to care about the government, and those who are desperate enough to be unaware what it might be able to do for them — though they do seem to congregate around the civic center, as though asking the government a question, or at least pointing out its essential vacancy.
I don’t think this experiment in government-absence will turn out well. But I don’t think it will be stopped.
On the way back there was a high school field trip traveling to London in business class.