Somewhere, Edward Gibbons is smiling, or grimacing. It's hard to tell with all that dirt but I'm betting it's one or the other. If you thought I was referencing Team Edward, find a corner to sit in and stay there. But bring your own dunce hat as I have the sinking feeling we're gonna need a lot more, and a heckuva lot more corners.
Gibbons authored The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire (just saved you at least $1.99 on Amazon (plus the cost of a Kindle to read it on; you're welcome)) and while many of us may not have read it, all of us could well be living it.
How else to explain how this happened and all most of us can muster as a response is a shrug. We are so concerned about the fresh and fierce winds that blow against the Empire we are oblivious to the number of internal disconnects causing us to lose faith with one another but more especially in ourselves.
Instead of measuring and managing entropy, we have become its poster-child.
If you've wondered about the din of collapse and chaos, this Just In: sounds something like birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean. Boom.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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