“…an era of corruption in High Places…”

“…an era of corruption in High Places…”

“ . . . the Money Power of the country…”

 

Are these words scary, and familiar?

 

“I see in the near future a crisis approaching

   that unnerves me

and causes me to tremble for the safety of my country . . .

corporations have been enthroned,

an era of corruption in High Places will follow,

and the Money Power of the country

   will endeavor to prolong its reign

      by working upon the prejudices of the People,

until all wealth is aggregated in a few hands,

and the Republic destroyed.”

 

Wait a minute! The thing is, this terrible forecast is 158 years old, and, sadly, no less prophetic now than it was during the Civil War when President Abraham Lincoln wrote these words to  friend on November 21, 1864.

The industrial revolution was booming then in America, and the economic and corporate foundations were being laid for the predations of the so-called Robber Barons and the captains of industry like Andrew Carnegie and the Gilded Age’s wolves of Wall Street like J. P. Morgan.

You can guess that Old Abe must have been looking into a dark space when he had that vision.

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2020 All rights reserved.

 

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    of Arthur Conan Doyle

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Hand me that hammer…

Hand me that hammer…

Too many gulfs…

 

 

Hand me that hammer

 

This lightening sky pulls my eye

   upward from newly darkening earth.

Our troubled plain

   has no points of light just now.

We face fears, terrors, hates, imprecations,

   repudiations, exclusions…

Too many gulfs appearing,

   too few bridges imagined

     in the grim thoughts of too many.

 

I will build one bridge today,

   I welcome this lightening sky

      to ease my work.

 

November 9, 2016

 

I work on building a bridge every day. I try to do a good thing every day. That’s good for me and for America. It helps to keep me sane.

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2020 All rights reserved.

 

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They didn’t care much

        about each other…

by Langdon Gilkey

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