Friends, AMERICANS, countrymen, lend me your ears... !

Or, a Eulogy for The United States of America; Moribund circa 2002-2024

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Prolegomena: While shopping around for “The Annals of America”, I found out that ‘Volume 22: 1987-2001’ is called “A New World Order”…

… yes, Dear Reader(s), it also has 666 pages (!!!!), among other things & several other peculiar quirks, such as basically being expunged from even the most well-known used bookstores worldwide… you can’t find a hard copy of the thing anywhere!

(Trust me, I tried! It’s as if somebody deleted it entirely in some official manner…)

Anyhow… as I was pondering about the peculiarity of the whole thing, I asked myself:

“If there ever were a Volume 23 published… one that spoke about the sorts of Times Americans live in today, what would be the header for such a Volume?”

…I thought a bit about it & couldn’t quite put it together.

…Until I recalled the most famous Eulogy in the English Language:

Namely; Mark Anthony’s “Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears…!”

Upon closer inspection & tinkering… it sounded exceptionally intimate, relevant & foreboding of the period Americans increasingly find themselves in.

As such, I decided to put it up on my Stack courtesy of the 1) Sheer DOOM in the finished product & 2) The strikingly relevant Tone of the delivery for 2024 (& beyond).

Enjoy Dear Reader(s)! It is nothing more than a “Remix” by myself, your most humble DOOM-merchant… but may it exponentially multiply the Utter Despair, Gloom & DOOM you feel in the coming Year of 2024!

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Friends, AMERICANS, countrymen, lend me your ears...!

Friends, Americans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury These United States, not to praise him.
The evil that Nations do live after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with America. The noble Russia & China
Hath told you America was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath America answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Russia and China–
For the Eurasians are honourable men;
So are they all, all honourable men–
Come I to speak in America’s funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Russia & China say he was ambitious;
And the Eurasians are honourable men.
He hath brought many home:
The tired, the poor, the huddled masses yearning to breathe free;
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill.
Did this in America seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, America hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Russia & China say he was ambitious;
And the Eurasians are honourable men.
You all did see that at the United Nations many years ago,
He was presented with a kingly crown by the nations of the world,
Which he did on numerous occasions refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Russia & China say he was ambitious;
And, sure, the Eurasians are honourable men.
I speak not to disprove what Russia & China spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love America once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for America?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And nations have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with These United States,
And I must pause till it come back to me.

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