Say Goodbye to The American Dream
It’s time for us to wake up.
My sister-in-law is going back to school. This time, she’s getting a license in spiritual healing. I don’t even know what that means, just that it involves horseshoes and incense. This is her last chance, she says.
This time she’s going to live her dreams.
She’s going all in. She’s moving her family across the country. She’s taking out more loans. She has no plan, other than to sink herself further into debt (and to spiritually heal people). The irony is that she might actually make a lot of money. If there’s one thing we know about Americans, it’s that we’re all experiencing huge amounts of spiritual pain.
My family is a good barometer for what’s going on in America at the moment. We’ve got parents sailing into comfortable retirement who don’t understand why everyone complains so much. We’ve got clueless suburbanites getting angry over Disney reboots. We’ve got geriatric millennials struggling to get by, and dream chasers in denial.
We’ve got it all.
The American dream just died.
Let’s face it, the American dream has flatlined for good. Its biggest defenders are now building ponzi schemes and selling dream rocks or goop. Most of them don’t even live in America…
