Observation:
I've been a lot of places this last year and done a ton of work. Travelled somewhere in the ballpark of 23,000 miles since June.
Things are declining at a rapid rate. Seeing is believing. The cities are fucked up (mega cliche incoming) dystopian nightmares and the smaller towns are becoming walled off insular communities where they suspect all outsiders and challenge you on the street as to why you are in town if they don't recognize you.
The cities seem to be trying to push the normies out and suck the people who have serious mental health and drug issues in. Don't know why.
In some of the medium sized towns it looks like they are building tons of apartment complexes. Maybe the idea is to move the city people out there and change voting demographics. Spread the 'wealth."
The cities are absolutely inundated with the "housing challenged." Every small stream or river on the edge of every city has strange garbage dump communities on their banks. Burned out cars, piles of the nastiest of garbage, huts made of stolen tyres and stolen plywood and cheap blue tarpaulins.
The mentally ill scream and curse you in the streets even as you drive by. They wrap themselves in smelly stained blankets and instead of asking for spare change they ask for $20. If you give them anything other than $20 they curse you and threaten you.
Drug use is obvious in the city, drug manufacturing is obvious in the small towns. People in the city are high, worn out in worn out shoes. Every small town has a couple of people with no jobs but they drive jacked up diesel pick ups or small stanced foreign hot rods with chrome edged leaned out mudflaps.
If the Spirit of America or the American Dream ever really existed it feels like it is gone. The soul of the world has been ripped out. Everyone is gutted and angry and resentful of you working or resentful that you don't refuse to work to fight an unseen force in a war that exists in their mind. Houses are covered in political propaganda and they are freshly cleaned and painted, lawns manicured by a mixed fuel of confusion and rage.
I don't think we are going to come out of this one. It us a straight nose dive, screaming and hurtling toward the earth, weighed down by black depression and purple greed. There is no center.
I've been a lot of places this last year and done a ton of work. Travelled somewhere in the ballpark of 23,000 miles since June.
Things are declining at a rapid rate. Seeing is believing. The cities are fucked up (mega cliche incoming) dystopian nightmares and the smaller towns are becoming walled off insular communities where they suspect all outsiders and challenge you on the street as to why you are in town if they don't recognize you.
The cities seem to be trying to push the normies out and suck the people who have serious mental health and drug issues in. Don't know why.
In some of the medium sized towns it looks like they are building tons of apartment complexes. Maybe the idea is to move the city people out there and change voting demographics. Spread the 'wealth."
The cities are absolutely inundated with the "housing challenged." Every small stream or river on the edge of every city has strange garbage dump communities on their banks. Burned out cars, piles of the nastiest of garbage, huts made of stolen tyres and stolen plywood and cheap blue tarpaulins.
The mentally ill scream and curse you in the streets even as you drive by. They wrap themselves in smelly stained blankets and instead of asking for spare change they ask for $20. If you give them anything other than $20 they curse you and threaten you.
Drug use is obvious in the city, drug manufacturing is obvious in the small towns. People in the city are high, worn out in worn out shoes. Every small town has a couple of people with no jobs but they drive jacked up diesel pick ups or small stanced foreign hot rods with chrome edged leaned out mudflaps.
If the Spirit of America or the American Dream ever really existed it feels like it is gone. The soul of the world has been ripped out. Everyone is gutted and angry and resentful of you working or resentful that you don't refuse to work to fight an unseen force in a war that exists in their mind. Houses are covered in political propaganda and they are freshly cleaned and painted, lawns manicured by a mixed fuel of confusion and rage.
I don't think we are going to come out of this one. It us a straight nose dive, screaming and hurtling toward the earth, weighed down by black depression and purple greed. There is no center.
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@MisterRogersSnapped I've avoided downtown Denver for over a year, but had to go back to an area that I've done a lot of work in last week. It was bad before, but now I had to ask myself what country I was in. Tents, drug addicts, needles, and lots of human feces everywhere. That was all there before, but it was like a 400% increase. It was a nice area once upon a time in living memory.
