Culturally we used to look up to people like Audie Murphy or Chuck Yeager or Neil Armstrong.
Now, as a country, we idolize freaks and perverts. Celebrate them. America has become a sick, sick place. Mentally degenerate. There’s just no doubt in my mind that all this is a reflection of a nation entering into its death-spiral.
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?