America’s Decline and Future Fall Observed

The ancient Greek’s godess named Pallas Athene (essentially) became the Roman’s Minerva with her sacred owl that only flies at midnight, meaning that it is the desperate inspiration of genuine crisis that inaugurates the heartrending, distressing, flight of that bird of proverbial wisdom.  In distress, America has currently produced, increasingly, many real and would-be philosophers, which is a so disturbing indication of the perceived decadence and decline, degeneracy and debasement, of this nation; in contrast, the important times, e. g., in the creative and dynamic history of a nation, of a people, are when certain chronological irruptions are purposely called its golden age, classical period, or heroic era.

This is wondrously when the people are vibrantly filled, with substantive hope, as is seen through their inventing, exploring, achieving, conquering, etc.  A spirit of greatness, moreover, pervades the land as its possessors manifest the rightfully confident thrill of truly loving and grasping challenges, even if only for the exhilarating sake of mastering challenge qua challenge itself; these are the presumed halcyon days of a civilization confident and, consequently, readily filled with superb confidence of its own desirable future.

When a nation or empire is in its assumed declension stage, however, there is then a growing plethora toward exhaustion of those who have finally gained the requisite wisdom, meaning the philosophers and others more closely called soothsayers; they are those who, insightfully, do know the unfortunate direction of present and expected future events that necessarily do bode ill for any possible attempts to revive a truly solid spirit of political, social, and cultural hope; few are they who, vigorously and openly, proclaim vehemently the initial beginnings or genesis of a considerable civilizational renaissance just about to take off for the politico-economic, socio-cultural, etc. stratosphere of notable achievement. 

When all true hope appears to be either fully lost or nearly so, on the other hand, then it becomes the intriguing case that so many people come to then realize things and considerations, with a clarity and profundity, previously unknown when prosperity, affluence, and pride had obscured sober visions of the deeper truth; that depth-filled truth, that harsh reality confronted manfully, had a hard time coming into proper and requisite view for many people.

But now, when it is already, probably, much too late to substantially reverse direction, a transparency, a most compelling confession, of a supposedly important political, cultural, and/or social revelation of a tremendous magnitude occurs; this is consciously formulated, somehow dramatically and vividly, at this rather disappointing point in time; thus, one is, proverbially and respectfully, reminded of the asserted, aforementioned flight of divine Minerva’s wise owl.