The end of the American Century and planning for what comes next.

Donald Trump is systematically accelerating American decline making what might have happened over a two or more decades, had the existing trends remained and the U.S. not corrected itself, take place over a matter of months.

By the end of the Trump presidency, even if that end happens this year with him being taken out of the White House in a straight jacket, the US will not be the world's dominant economic power.  China will be, followed by the European Union.  The US will not be the leader of the free world, that's already ceased to be the case.  The EU is.  The US won't even be the moral leader of North America.  Canada is.

And thanks to the war with Iran, the US is rapidly ceasing to be the military power it once was.  Traditionally declining global powers lose that status last, and I suppose that's what's happening to us, but in a matter of months rather than decades, as is the norm.  We are, right now, losing a war with a third rate power and we don't even know why we are fighting it, other than that Bibi Netanyahu wanted it fought while he had somebody he could coax in the White House.  Right now, nations that looked to us since 1939 for help are quitting that, or have quit.  Maybe only a few remain in the Pacific, but that will end within a matter of months.

Had Trump not pushed this all into high gear, it might have happened over a long period of time anyhow.  The US hasn't been in control of its budget for decades and that was going to cause this to occur no matter what.  We might have been able to arrest that with a major effort, but that would have required most of the current members of Congress to get new jobs.  Now, however, things are so accelerated much of this is just going to happen all on its own.

Americans had better get used to it quickly and, for that matter, they'd better start planning for a post Trump world where we dance to the tune called by others, not to the one we called.  

While we can lament this in many ways, not all of it will be bad.  We will have to start rebuilding coalitions, but we're going to have to accept that we'll be regarded as a junior, and stupid, member of them.  We deserve that.  We're going to start building green energy and the like as people are going to tell us to and we're going to like it.  People like Chuck Gray who run around screaming "not on my watch" will be looking at green power in California by the end of 2027.  

We're going to have to look at reforming our tax and economic structure.  A lot of the giant moneybucks people like Musk will be leaving anyhow.  They love money, not the country, and the money will be leaving.  We're going to have to pay for what we buying, and what the Baby Boomer and their parents bought, in terms of a government.  Foreign countries are going to give us no choice.  We're not going to be the world's banker within the next two years.

People who worried about "forever wars" and the like, after the war against Iran is over, won't have to so much anymore.  They'll get what they wanted, just not the way they wanted it.  We'll crawl back to our alliances, but we'll be a comparative minor member in many ways.  As we can't pay for the huge military we have, we likely won't have it.  I'll look at that in another post.

Nothing lasts forever and you don't appreciate the good things, in many cases, while you have them.  Trump hasn't done the United States one single favor in either of his administrations.  He'll go down in history as the worst President in American history.  His legacy will be the acceleration of the end of the American Century.

Friday Farming. Um. . .large farmers.

N.C. Wyeth, The Farmer.  1911.

On Friday, this blog tries to post something about farming, but it often lets everyone down by failing to do so, posting instead on various other inanities, such as a legislative committee passing a goofball ignorant bill on chemtrails.

Och!

Anyhow, we've been watching the news as first soybean farmers, and then later cattle farmers, have come on the news and stated, effectively, "we didn't think leopards would eat our face!" after Donald Trump took the tariff club and beat them upside the head and then decided that the Golden Arches could serve up Big Mac's with carne molida rather than ground beef.

What a bunch of amadán breallach.  Oh well, it's hard to feel sorry for them.  Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Put that in your Happy Meal, bucko.

But this thread isn't on that.

Rather its on this.

We admire farmers and ranchers, as is rather obvious.  It's our true vocation, even if an unfulfilled one. And we are familiar with actual farming, not the Green Acres/Hallmark/Homesteading type of agriculture.

But we're also agrarians.

Anyhow, I can't help but note this, even though its rude.

The spokesmen for soybean farmers have, at least on some occasions, been enormously fat.

That's a bad look.  They're huge.  And they're not huge in the way that some large people are who are pretty fit, and I've known more than a few.  Indeed, I've known some outdoor employed people, both blue collar and in the sciences, who were really big, but quite fit.  You could tell that what was at work with them was genetics.  But many of these farmers, or at least the snipped I've seen, are just flat out fat.

This isn't the case with working ranchers.  

I guess that shows us the extent to which mechanized farming has become, well, mechanized.  At least one of these great big farmers has been interviewed in his farm machinery as he and it are working in his fields.  And that's just not conducive to living well.  Ranching is still a pretty physically active line of work.

With these guys, I suspect, but of course don't know, that they're still consuming a farm diet that developed prior to the 1980s.  Say, perhaps, before World War Two. Big breakfast, followed by heavy activity, big lunch, followed by heavy activity, and a  lighter dinner. . .sometimes followed by heavy activity.  Now, however, you can omit the heavy activity.

Which gets us back to, I guess, the state of the world in general.  Our technology is, frankly, killing us.  We really weren't meant to live that way, or much of the way our technological world is having us live.

And, as a minor fwiw, you really can't come on to television seeking sympathies for farmers if you look like, to use an analogy, a fat cat.  You guys have obviously been eating well.  Yes, that really shouldn't matter, and its not a moral failing, but it doesn't look good in the presentation.

Saturday, December 17, 1921. Jolly ol' St. Nick.

The Saturday magazines were out with a Santa Clause by Norman Rockwell gracing the Country Gentleman.

Judge had the same theme, but with a N.C.Wyeth illustration.