For most of our history Americans had the best standard of living in the world. This may not have been actually true, but we wanted to believe it, and there was enough truth in it to make other stuff, like American medicine, “work”. Our doctors were, and are, largely greedy numbnuts, but we survived because of good food and, yes, the clean air of the suburbs, as it turns out.
Americans still believe we have the best healthcare, but eventually we’ll notice that if you’re #39 on one list and #32 on another and #22 on a list that only has 24 countries, you’re not #1.
While it lasted, our belief that “all was for the best in the best of all possible worlds” had one major practical (or impractical) result- if it wasn’t broke, we had no intention of fixing it. Americans didn’t join unions and were the last to create public pension plans, workman’s comp, or national approaches to national problems.
In short, we’re the rubes, the noobies, the people who, lacking experience, simply lack the know-how build a public health service, provide low income housing, cluster growth on transportation nodes, build innovative tech industries that export goods instead of jobs- and the list could go on.
Fortunately, there’s one thing we’re really good at- admitting that we are bankrupted addicts who need to change or die. And we all know that the first step on the road to recovery is admitting we were wrong.
Most of these twelve-step programs advise you to leave the heavy lifting up to God, but our Constitution endows our government with powers derived from the consent of the governed- rather a good thing, really, as God has built no trolley lines that I am aware of. Turning the powers of government to solving problems instead of creating them will be easier as people realize that we are not actually Number One.
Still, like our roads, our infrastructure of self-government has suffered neglect. Expect some major washouts and bridge failures as we journey towards the future.
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