In my dream my country was in the throes of an economic disaster. People were losing their jobs, wages were low, homes were lost. The wealthy got richer and the rest of us poorer.
It was a gray and frightening world.
Like those dreams where I am naked in a crowd, it seemed that no one else noticed what was happening. They walked like zombies around me -- either numb or unconcerned.
Then comes the "Twilight Zone" twist: Norma wakes up to find that it's snowing outside. She'd been having a nightmare. The Earth isn't falling into the sun, after all; it's actually spinning away from the sun. The world isn't going to end in searing heat, but in a dark and deathly deep-freeze. Fade to credits.
Like Norma, when I first awoke, I had a moment of relief that it was all just a dream.And then it hit me like a sickening punch in the gut.
It is NOT a dream.
It is a NIGHTMARE.
My country IS hurtling toward fascism.
And I feel helpless to stop it.
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