When I was my kid my parents took my brother and me to East Berlin (they were a bit odd that way). I recall, amid what was at the age of eight a frightening place (what struck me was of course the Wall, and the crosses there where young people had been shot trying to escape), the American soldiers there, who we took pictures of alongside their Soviet opposite numbers. I remember, perhaps later, having the feeling that this superpower was what kept them from doing the same thing to those of us lucky to live on the other side of the wall. I’ve been irritated by America-haters ever since, especially those Democrats in London who want to apologise for all their country’s wrongdoings.
It’s on that note that I Ieave you with another downbeat blopost on the future prospects for the American superpower, compared to the rising dominance of China. I hope it’s not true, but being a glass-half-full-of-poison sort of person I suspect it is.
On another note a second edition of my depressive book is coming out soon. Great. Just great.