"There May Be Troubles Ahead!"
By Charles L.Riccillo
As was sung during the years of the Great Depression, to a melody by Irving Berlin: "There may be troubles ahead, but while there's music and and moonlight, and love and romance, let's face the music and dance!"
Sounds pretty applicable to our current times, does it not?!
Our country, in an Iraq war of futility ushered in by the current president, George Bush, has run up an incredible bill - one, it seems, that we cannot pay!
As also was mentioned in that song, "Before the fiddler is paid, and while we still have the chance, let's face the music and dance!"
Yes, it's time to pay the damn fiddler, and so Congress currently attempts to bail out the Wall Street and our banks. Bear in mind that, that all along, no one, but no one, stops to mention how we got into such a damnable position.
Vice President Cheny isn't worried, nor Georgie boy, because - come the end of their terms of offices - they will go back into their privacy. Cheney will reap the ill-sown seeds of the billions of dollars of profits from Halliburton, all of it appropriated without any question or competitive bidding. George, on the other hand - New England raised and by no means a native or real Texan, stands to gain from the revenue from oil drilling.
The chant "Drill, baby, drill" ensues.
Never mind that the oil conglomerates have failed to build the needed refineries in our country, or invest in the infrastructure of the United states!
Alternatives certainly call out to be implemented: cellular sun panels; clean natural gas, and ethanol; perhaps the safe re-implementation of gravity furnaces in new homes; geothermal energy, and more.
But, practically, the oil to be refined lays a long way off.
Meanwhile, our cars are limping to the gas stations each weak. As for me, whenever I gain the peak of any hill, I coast down the grade thereafter.
We all turn our thermostats down, and put on sweaters and coats.