With sincere apologies to Charles Dickens.

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.“

Doesn’t that opening quote from Dickens’ novel, A Tale of Two Cities, sound familiar? It should. It fits quite well with what we are experiencing in today’s world.

Just the other day, I received an email from Rob Slane at The Blogmire, notifying me that a new post had been added to his outstanding blog. Naturally, I opened it up and found a well-written, hard-hitting remake of the Chicken Little story, but instead of being knocked on the head by an acorn, Chicken Little was smitten by the Covid Monster, and immediately set out to save all the other fowls in the barnyard, with the inevitable result of putting all of them in mortal danger.

Of course! What an appropriate response to the mass hysteria and panic over the last 1-1/2 years! Why didn’t I think of that?

The really interesting thing about all this is that just a few minutes later I saw an article by MN Gordon at the Economic Prism asking the question: “What happens when the chickens come home to roost?” Yes! Two chickens in one hour, to brutally and callously paraphrase Herbert Hoover’s presidential campaign ad in 1928. However, rather than spreading wild rumors about non-existent threats as Chicken Little did, Gordon simply makes the case that the “chickens” we have already hatched will return home, sooner or later,…with a vengeance.

“Several rounds of stimmy checks and generous weekly payments for the unemployed were handed out like breath mints.  Many people are now dependent on them.  In fact, the government dole is so lucrative they can no longer afford to work.”

“Moreover, the Fed and the Treasury are locked in.  They cannot reverse course without causing a major upset.  Thus, the Fed’s balance sheet will soon swell past $10 trillion, as it supplies credits to the Treasury.  The national debt will soon swell past $40 trillion as it sends out monthly payments of fake money, and funds human infrastructure bills and other layers of dumbassery.”

And then sums it up with a very succinct statement:

“Every nation state is different.  Each is disposed to its own vanities and conceits.  But, in the end, when the chickens come home to roost, things go bad in a big way.“

Food for thought.

There is no good reason to buy into the fear-driven panic generated by the non-stop Covid-19 narrative. There is reason to suspect that the whole thing has been a world-wide fraud perpetrated on people everywhere in order to make them afraid and, therefore, more controllable. The evidence is steadily piling up that this is the case. Eventually, the chickens hatched by this will return home and the outcome will not be pretty as people realize they have been lied to and taken advantage of in order to enrich and empower a tiny, elite sliver of the population. The good thing about this is that the whole fabrication is rapidly unravelling as more and more people realize what has happened.

On the other hand, there is good reason to believe that the scenario posed by MN Gordon will come true. This, too, is as fraudulent as Covid, but has been going on and building up for decades. Lies piled on lies for so long that there is no longer any firm foundation beneath the edifice known as the American economy and, by extension, the world’s. When it collapses, everything about society we took for granted as ‘normal’ will be upended and we will learn how to live another way. The bad thing about this is that the harm done by “controlled inflation” will cause enormous pain and suffering, far beyond anything the Covid Aberration has or will.

Two types of chickens. Two very rotten eggs which are cracking open. The stench is becoming unbearable.