Saturday, June 13, 2015

I once rode on a ship called Decay...

At precisely 11:40 PM on April the 14 in the year 1912, Mr. George Quincy Clifford had just retired when he thought he heard a rather peculiar sound. It was a deep grinding noise emancipating from somewhere down below, perhaps in the cheaper 3rd class area. He gave this only a passing thought before drifting off to a sound sleep....

Few passengers aboard the ill-fated Titanic fully comprehended their tragic fate after hitting a massive iceberg somewhere in the frigid waters in the northern Atlantic. Less than three hours later, more than 1500 passengers would be dead due to a lack of lifeboats... A sad and ironic fate for those who sailed a ship that was termed 'unsinkable'.

Imagine now, flash forwarding to the year 2021 and an even larger 'unsinkable' ship, aka the USS America. She too is on a voyage of sorts, bravely sailing in very deep and very dangerous fiscal waters. She also seems to be riding a bit low in the water! (Little wonder as it seems most everyone hitched a ride based on the promises of men who claimed that 'hope and change' would lie at the end of the journey).


Yet, a few passengers still seem to be uneasy. This ship just didn't look all that healthy, even to their not-so-well trained eyes. All around they could easily spot clear and present signs of rampant fiscal corrosion and incipient moral decay. One even remarked that he had a feeling of 'slippage', as though the world had somehow twisted slightly out of true shape and form...

Yes, it would seem that some were very concerned. Yet, the majority of riders felt everything was just okey dokey as this baby was FULLY equipped with trillions of cute little paper lifeboats, each inscribed with the motto 'In God We Trust'.... I mean what could go wrong?

'I once rode on a ship called Decay.
She'd seen better times come her way.
But, those days are past. She ain't gonna last.
We're all going down today!'

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