As you watch military vehicles and equipment deployed against American civilians throughout the country, you may ask yourself, “Why have we degenerated into a police state?” The answer is quite simple: it’s the only future people in power could imagine.
I grew up thinking my country was imperfect but on the road to improvement with each passing year. I stopped feeling this way at the turn of the century. In fact, a majority of Americans for the first time in decades felt the country was on the wrong path according to polling in 2000.
In early 2001, I decided to make a career change and looked at options as my savings ran out. Because I like to write, a friend suggested I think about public relations and gave me a ticket to a conference Edelman PR was having for their clients that week. I attended the future trends’ speech on the event schedule and listened in rapt attention at Edelman’s experts presented their opinion on what the aughts held for America. Here’s the gist of what they told their clients:
‘Based on all of our polling data, we’re in for a very turbulent decade. Women’s rights, gay rights, minority rights, income inequality and the environment will move to front and center in the American conversation. If our numbers are correct, and we think they are, the 2000’s will make the 1960’s look like the 1950’s. Companies and brands that are seen as standing against this progress endanger their own survival.’
I decided to pursue a short career in advertising instead but the speakers that day left me oddly hopeful about the future. I’d only recently discovered that America was not a meritocracy (I’m a slow learner), and I thought anything that might bring about more equality would be a good thing, especially if the corporations weren’t going to stand in the way of it.
I temped for a few months before landing a job at a small advertising agency. Our biggest client was Cantor Fitzgerald’s E-speed, located at the top of the World Trade Center. In August 2001, I got to take a vacation from my lower middle class life to join my recently retired father at a lawyer’s house for the weekend on Long Island. It was surreal weekend. Michael Eisner arrived in a helicopter, so he “can laugh at all the people suffering in traffic,” and that’s all I’ll say about him. Paul McCartney was the epitome of grace, class and kindness, a Hapsburg whose wife was Carla Bruni’s aunt was there and Colin Powell showed up for brunch on Sunday. I did what I normally did in these situations, which is sit and listen to my betters discussing the state of the world.
The outlook was grim. China, which had just taken and dismantled one of our reconnaissance aircraft, was a prime topic of conversation, along with the decline in US manufacturing base, and climate change was understood as something coming but not to be worried about until the 20s since we’d likely run out of oil soon after anyway. The only time I spoke was to say the real problem was income inequality as the average person feels like they no longer have a stake in a society built for the super rich. “If they ever knew how much money we really had they would kill us,” said one of the European wives in response. Income inequality was a future problem that would have to be dealt with; but not by them. Same went for social security solvency, collapsing public education, health care and climate change. They were all cans to be kicked down the road.
The next week planes destroyed the World Trade Center and blasted into the Pentagon. I got a call on 9/12 from a friend whose wife was the undersecretary of State for Central Asia who told me they thought there might be a nuke in New York harbor. Soon after there was an anthrax attack a few blocks from my upper West Side walkup. The world changed.
The social upheaval worried about by the nation’s elite would be put on hold for the next two decades as Americans accustomed themselves to unreasonable searches, taking their shoes off at the airport, Middle Eastern cities on fire, legalized torture and fake reality TV that emphasized pettiness in eliminating people from the group. Americans’ belief in their country popped up above 50% for the first time this century as we invaded Iraq and then dropped back down.
Life moved on. The government wasn’t going to do jackola about climate change and so after a brief stint as a working screenwriter, I started project managing utility scale wind projects in hopes the “market” could fix climate change. Fracking became a thing and so the elite breathed a sigh of relief oil wouldn’t run out and cancelled the production tax credit that kick-started the renewable power industry. I looked for a new job.
I spent several months selling body armor for a genius inventor/businessman. He’d worked on some interesting renewable techs in the 90s and aughts. He, and thousands of others, calculated that crowd control would become increasingly important in the years ahead as the system would surely begin to break down.
We attended the AUSA convention, where an ex-female cop who was his business partner and I took turns alternately wearing the lightweight trauma suit and beating each other with nightsticks for the benefit of uniformed generals and government buyers from around the world.
We went out to lunch with a woman who’d worked at a black site in Iraq and was tied into a lot of private military companies. I listened to her say Obama was a traitor for drawing down Iraq and how desperately she and private military companies craved money after they’d gorged themselves on cash playing reindeer games on Iraqis. Did she foresee societal breakdown in the near future? Absolutely. Was there a solution to these problems? In her mind it was cracking down harder.
The reality of what is coming down the pipe environmentally, economically and politically at us sent me into a mortal panic and I joined a protest to protect treaty lands from exploitation by a hydro-carbon company at Standing Rock.
When I got home from the weirdest experience of my life, a friend’s father who was in his 80s wanted to speak with me. The old man had been part of a film crew in China during the cultural revolution. He said “the ruling class in any system wants things to continue as they are but get better for them personally. They cannot imagine changing the way things are and so when the system breaks down their only solution is to kill perceived enemies of the system.”
Our system is breaking down. The regime knows the can can’t be kicked much farther down the road. Propaganda, fear and innuendo can only do so much. The bloated worms feeding on the carcass of our constitution know they only have a few months left to pull the trigger.
The machinery is all in place, built and paid for with your tax dollars right in front of your faces for the last two decades. All that remains is for an evil, unimaginative man to flip the switch.
It doesn’t have to end this way. Step in from the ledge, America. There are rational paths through the morass of the climate emergency, collapsing infrastructure, systemic racism and income inequality which do not require killing anyone. The future is going to require teamwork, organization, capital and shared sacrifice. The future is going to require you to view your fellow citizens as neighbors instead of competition.
If the elite can’t imagine a better future, we need to find a new elite.