I think that was the title of some, what, 1960s, musical? But it’s how I feel after the Dem debates.
Are you an Anne Rice fan? I am. But what I’m thinking of right now, I can’t eben remember what novel, is something she wrote about America being the Ark. The deluge is coming (again) but our country had absorbed and would preserve remnants of every ethnicity, every culture of the globe. It’s all here in our mélange, like chalcedony: now a part of a greater whole, and inseparable therefrom, yet somehow distinct within it.
But that was when we were assimilating arrivals.
In our next election, given SCOTUS’ latest ruling, what were gonna have is a buncha voters who don’t speak our language, but they’ll know how to vote cuz they will have been furnished with a picture of the array that will confront them when the enter the voting booth. That’ll inerringly guide them to the “straight Democrat” lever. They will pull, or push, as the case may be. And emerge to be plastered with an “I voted!” sticker, which they can’t read, but which they will be encouraged to grin over in front of CNN’s cameras, like the purple thumbs of those Iraqis so many years ago…how did that work out?
Yes, we the American people were the ones lucky enough to have made it onto the Ark.
But now, it’s overloaded and it’s sprung an irreparable leak.
I hope I’m wrong.