When I was younger, I’d ask my daddy questions about the Black Crash and the chaotic years that followed. Those years led up to the Red State Party taking over after the 2016 elections, and I looked at him like he was one of the soldiers coming home from victory. With me listening to every word, he always spoke nicely…sticking to the good parts, the positive things that somehow rose from all the ash. He liked to tell me about the recovery, and how quickly it took shape. He’d go on to tell me about the Congressional hearings and prosecutions of those held responsible. “There was hell to pay,” he’d say every chance he got, and then he’d spend hours sometimes telling me how our state, Georgia, and a few other southern states took the rein.
By the time my daddy reached this part of the story, he’d always have a big smile on his face, explaining why the chaos that followed the Black Crash was never discussed in great detail. But that chaos always seemed to be the foundation for everything. As I got older, it made sense to me…chaos is not an economic, historical, or societal term; it’s a political term, and once conservatives understood that simple fact, things changed quickly. He knew I understood the unspoken details; we all did, and over time, people simply stopped talking so much about blame and revenge, and instead started working again. He’d end the talk with an even larger smile, a truly happy one, as he condensed the end in one line: “Somewhere between the hell to pay and the beginning of the recovery, a lot of rich and influential Democrats went to jail.”
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