Fourth of July thoughts

Which way does this picture go? This way ----

---- or this way????

I thought of this picture when my neighbor, "The World's Best Neighbor" TM, was over the other night. She found out the hard way that she no longer has internet service. The tech was at her house to set up another service and told her she has no internet. That was news to her, as she has had it longer than we have, and she's had better connection speeds, too. She can't get it back, as the house next to her managed to grab it, and there's only enough signal for 2 out of 4 houses.  Oh, and dial up is now her only choice.  Yes, folks, in 2018....

Some of you reading this may remember me talking about the fun of living on a main road without any real choice for internet. ATT DSL is all that we have, other than going back to dial up.  ATT recently asked me to find another provider and leave them -- at $125 a month, I would think they would want to keep us -- and I informed them I would gladly leave if I had anything else available here. (We live on a main road, a main artery between Canada and Oakland County.)

"Oh." That was all the employee in Missouri had to say after telling me to take my business elsewhere.

There is this "trompe l'oeil" (fool the eye) in our society, like my picture above (taken in 1998), of two worlds. The news/social media/etc would have everyone believe that EVERYONE no longer uses cash, is connected 24/7/365, and lives in a perfect house with multiple bathrooms, marble and tile and spits money out like trees suck in carbon dioxide. EVERYONE lives in a manicured neighborhood where the houses are miniature compounds, with personal gyms, movie rooms, or whatever else floats your boat.

Then there is the real reality. The world where, in Michigan, laws were passed in 2014 that make it easier to throw customers off of landlines (and apparently DSL internet, which travels over said landlines.) It's called, "Michigan Public act 52 of 2014," people.   You know that real world -- the disgusting one where people turn their heads and look at their feet if one implies that it exists. The world where a poor college student with good grades can't get a scholarship because said student had to work to live to get through high school and couldn't play the required sports.  The one where a news reporter, who makes much more than $19 an hour, can imply the Detroit Police are overpaid if they make that.   The one where if a political candidate dares to show up in certain areas, he gets nervous quickly and disappears because he was scared to have us "northenders" talk to him. (To be fair, lately we have had some decent state representatives, even if this one is afraid of using my sledge hammer.)    

Strangely enough, this all fits in with today, the 4th of July. Just yesterday my 16 year old informed me that he does not believe America ever gave people a chance to succeed, because even a hundred years ago and more businesses still ran everything. I can't completely agree with him, and yet he is right. I know my family had chances here they never had in Prussia, but they also had agriculture open to them. They were farmers, and the businessmen hadn't taken that away yet as a profession. I remember well when I wanted to follow in my grandpa's footsteps and farm, and I remember him telling me that those days were gone. He was right. The day of the small farmer is gone.

Thomas Jefferson, who died 192 years ago today, was a visionary when he wrote to James Madison in 1787, "I think our governments will remain virtuous for many centuries as long as they are chiefly agricultural; and this will be as long as there shall be vacant lands in any part of America. When they get piled upon one another in large cities as in Europe, they will become corrupt as in Europe."

However, it is Benjamin Franklin who nailed it when he wrote,"Finally, there seem to be but three Ways for a Nation to acquire Wealth. The first is by War as the Romans did in plundering their conquered Neighbours. This is Robbery. The second by Commerce which is generally Cheating. The third by Agriculture the only honest Way; wherein Man receives a real Increase of the Seed thrown into the Ground, in a kind of continual Miracle wrought by the Hand of God in his favour, as a Reward for his innocent Life, and virtuous Industry."

By the way, the 2nd picture is the correct one.  That is Deer Creek.  I grew up playing around there.

From the Great Nothingness, Claraspet.