Ewart: Back To The Future: The Obama Legacy!
March 25, 2009 – Jeremy huddled in a corner of the old log cabin, out of the wind, even though it blew through the cracks in the walls and whistled and moaned from time to time. The sky was dark grey and menacing. The coming twilight filled him with dread. There would be no artificial light for the approaching darkness and he tried not to think of the long night ahead.
His current dwelling was once a small log cabin complete with solar panels, but the ravages of time, the sun, the wind and the rain had taken their toll on the aging building and it was but a few years from total collapse. The cabin creaked under the strain of the wind.
The solar panels on the roof ceased to function long ago, crusted over with rain-caked dust. The electric wires to the cabin had long since blown to the ground by the incessant wind. But alas, it was no matter because the generators that once brought electricity to the most powerful nation on earth, had fallen silent. The radical environmentalists and the socialists of the early twenty-first century had their way and sent us back to the dark ages.
Government-instituted, insane cap and trade policies to drop CO2 levels in order to stop or slow down the non-existent problem of man-caused global warming, drove prices of everything through the roof and millions of businesses went out of business and the jobs went with them. The nations unemployment rate had risen to over 45% and has stayed there since 2012, when the Obama administration borrowed our children’s and grand children’s future to the point that the minute a child was born, he owed over $100,000 in debt to the federal government, which he could never pay. Taxes on income were at 90%, but the producers had fled the country in a massive brain drain years ago.
The gross negligence, corruption and cost of too many social programs finally came home to roost. Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid and the national health care system established in 2009, went broke by 2019. Doctors and nurses, who once occupied our fine hospitals and clinics, could no longer dispense health care by the mere fact that all of their time was expended in just taking care of themselves and their families, as best they could. Everyone was left to their own resources.
To make matters worse, other countries started hording their own resources for their own people and shut off oil, coal, natural gas, materials and food shipments to the United States. International trade dwindled to a trickle and piracy accelerated on the open seas.
Our own oil, coal and gas resources had been shut off by the environmentalists and the Obama administration and the entire infrastructure had fallen into disrepair. Oil, gas and coal companies had shut their doors because of too many restrictions and exorbitant taxes. Power plants quit running for lack of transportation, energy sources and maintenance personnel. The power grid was ravaged by natural forces and terrorists attacks.
Food was in short supply and inflation was so rampant from government over-spending and borrowing back in the first and second decades of the twenty-first century, that it took over $1,000,000 to buy a loaf of bread. Most banks had gone under, forcing Americans into the barter system, where they could. Gold had shot up to over $25,000 an ounce, but it could not be found as most had been bought up years ago and horded. Crime accelerated as hungry bellies resorted to stealing, just to stay alive. Murder was an every-day occurrence as anger, resentment, frustration and jealousy overwhelmed the minds of most Americans, because government insanity had broken us. In the once-great great cities of America, dead bodies littered the streets with no one to dispose of them. The stench from decaying bodies and rotting garbage was unbearable.
……. Jeremy looked out the window at the setting sun as it highlighted the wind turbines in the distance, but their bearings had dried up long ago and even with a hurricane-force wind, the propellers refused to budge. Many of the blades had broken off and had fallen to the ground, laying there like bleached- out bones in an old elephant grave yard.
He was thin and emaciated from trying to carve out a living in the wilderness. His clothes were tattered and torn but he would be hard pressed to find new or even used clothes, where he was. Soon he would be forced to don the skin of a large animal, if he had the energy and the where-with-all to kill one.
The cabin was the first shelter he had found in days. He had spent the day looking for food, dining on what grub he could find in broken logs. He drank from the scarce moisture in ever-shrinking puddles of rapidly evaporating, infrequent rain water. The nation’s farmers had let their fields go fallow, creating dust bowls of the great plains, ending in an unprecedented drought that has lasted for almost 30 years, with no sign of letting up. Massive dust storms that swept across the plains, were almost a daily occurrence.
He had escaped the big city because there was nothing but starvation, death and destruction there. He lost his wife and two children to murder. Heavily armed, roving gangs ran wild in the streets, day and night and killed, pillaged, plundered and robbed whatever they wanted. The nights were the worst and were nothing short of anarchy and chaos. The days were just slightly better, but going out on the street at any time, could bring an end to your life in a fraction of a second. Police were no where to be found because the danger was too great and the government had no money to pay them.
The American people were broke, the government was broke and had been forced to trade American soil in exchange for defaulted loans to foreign countries, who had called in the debt. Much of America had been exchanged for that debt. Sovereignty, individual rights and the constitution had died long ago.
Jeremy longed for other company but he couldn’t take the chance because he could trust no one. If he saw someone in his travels he avoided them at all costs. His future was bleak and short. He was not sure how long he could survive living as he was. Many days he thought about ending it, because of the futility of it all. He thought back to the days when America was strong and vibrant and picked up a rock and threw it at the wall of the cabin in expression of his anger at what our leaders had done to this great country and what the American people had allowed to happen by not holding those leaders accountable to our founding principles of freedom and liberty.
It was dark now and Jeremy tried to go to sleep, as the wind howled insults at his frail and shivering body. He dreamed of a time when people were actually happy, everyone had plenty of food on the table, money in the bank, homes to live in and cars to drive. His dream was shattered as a board fell with a crash from the ceiling, from the wind shaking the cabin. The year was 2051 and a new day would not bring any relief to Jeremy’s misery. Because you see, Jeremy was one of the millions of hapless victims of the failed Obama legacy in the year 2009. It was all so preventable.
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~ The Author ~
Ron Ewart is the President of The National Association of Rural Landowners and may reached for comment via email at r.ewart@comcast.net.
