White House Predicts Record $1.47 Trillion Deficit : NPR

I was just reading that the Prez has admitted that they are going to keep running up the tab.  You know, I good with that.  The money isn't real, and maybe they can extend things long enough for me to fort up a little better and be ready.

I am not really thinking that running up the tab will work, or for that matter, it won't make things marginally worse when the hammer falls, but it might allow me a bit of time.  In the end, that isn't a bad deal.

But there are a lot of folks out there who can't or won't look out and recognize the storm times that are moving in.  I have genuine sympathy for these folks, when things keep going the way that they will for the next couple of years, they won't do the necessary things, they will try to maintain the facade that is burying them and they will go down.  It is truly a pity.

You see folks, they were the true believers.  They were incapable of the necessary skepticism that allows one to be a decent scientist or have a world view relatively free of lies.  The government has taken care of them.  They have nice homes, decent cars, adequate educations when defined by the progressively lowering standards, and a Madison Avenue approved lifestyle that is equated with success.

What we are seeing is the American system being pulled apart for the sake of political and business elites who derive their power and perquisites from the false promises outlined above.  They have created a system similar to the ancien régime in it's power to deliver a munificent lifestyle to the upper nobility.

But this new regime is ending now.  It is thrashing around, trying to come to grips with its limits.  It will pass, and a lot of folks will remember the times for the pleasure given.

Celui qui n'a pas vécu au dix-huitième siècle avant la Révolution ne connaît pas la douceur de vivre et ne peut imaginer ce qu'il peut y avoir de bonheur dans la vie. C'est le siècle qui a forgé toutes les armes victorieuses contre cet insaisissable adversaire qu'on appelle l'ennui. L'Amour, la Poésie, la Musique, le Théâtre, la Peinture, l'Architecture, la Cour, les Salons, les Parcs et les Jardins, la Gastronomie, les Lettres, les Arts, les Sciences, tout concourait à la satisfaction des appétits physiques, intellectuels et même moraux, au raffinement de toutes les voluptés, de toutes les élégances et de tous les plaisirs. L'existence était si bien remplie qui si le dix-septième siècle a été le Grand Siècle des gloires, le dix-huitième a été celui des indigestions." Charles-Maurice de Talleyrand-Périgord: Mémoires du Prince de Talleyrand: La Confession de Talleyrand, V. 1-5 Chapter: La jeunesse - Le cercle de Madame du Barry.