The American Dream is finally dead.
Hopefully, humanity will no longer cling to the pretty lies we perpetuate to feel better so we can let it rest in peace.
One can hope we have grown up and can finally accept the truth: Americans are not special and haven’t been for a long time.
We Have A Dream
The American Dream was this sort of Elysian utopia, where an idealized version of our exceptionalism was sold to any country willing to buy. And if they weren’t having what we were selling, we removed them and installed someone a bit more sympathetic to our notion of
Manifest Destiny.
Shhh, we don’t talk about
that.
Besides, there are too many overthrown regimes to list.
It was our divine right to conquer everyone and everywhere, to force our perverted version of toxic capitalism on weaker nations. God, we were so good at it, that we dictated history for a century.
We punctuated our march westward by making
Hawaii our 50th state, effectively commemorating the illegal overthrow of
Queen Lili’uokalani and the displacement of indigenous people by white colonizers for a strategic military advantage. It was more important to have a presence in the Pacific than it was to respect a sovereign people. We don’t even discuss it in our nation’s history.
Coming off the victory of World War II, Americans experienced a sort of high, believing all our troubles were in the rear view mirror of our shiny new convertible. What we didn’t realize was that leaded gasoline was slowly robbing a generation of their cognitive birthright. We can’t acknowledge that today because of our naked worship of the petroleum giants and the presidents who served them.
The post-war boom fueled a frenzy of infrastructure investment that has not been matched since — and sadly as we are now finding,
not maintained, either. Maybe the one bright spot of that era is the public works we built — the roads, bridges and dams that have fallen into disrepair.
The Lies We Tell Ourselves
The Brady Bunch split-level ranch in white suburbia where Mom and Dad raised their 2.5 kids was also home to some unsavory family secrets. The world saw the smiling and happy faces in the glossy brochure, part of the clever propaganda machine which still grinds on today. No one revealed that Dad was banging his secretary, Mom was drunk, and Blacks were only allowed to come inside through the back door so they could clean.
The revelations of that era are particularly distressing, aptly represented by sins of the Catholic Church
that have come to light today . Even the sexual assault of countless children hidden and enabled for decades is not enough for us to hold any organization accountable for their loathsome deeds. It would appear there is an unstated statute of limitations no matter how heinous the crime. Extreme wealth and power fosters a blind eye.
Wait until you read what America did in
Guatemala.
It Won’t Get Better Unless You Acknowledge It
“Was it so harmful,” conservatives are wont to ask, ignoring that American post-war privilege was for able-bodied whites while leaving behind brown-skinned folks and those with
disabilities. They weren’t even given a chance to believe the lie.
Meanwhile, Western culture dominated the planet, influencing politics, entertainment, and diplomacy. America shaped our world, pushing competing ideologies to the margins. And the results have been **** for too many people for too long.
Funny, those patriots waving the stars and stripes don’t look like the melting pot our founders envisioned. But who wouldn’t lead the parade for a superpower that had elevated their class, race, and generation to the most privileged in the known history of the planet?
The thing is that many of us knew this was crap. It might have been that we fell in love with someone whose skin color was different than our own, or they were of the same gender. Maybe we were born after 1960 or we liked to smoke weed. Perhaps some of us arrived by small increments, tiny paper cuts annoyingly uncomfortable that merely hinted at the pain others felt. Something woke us up and pretty soon we saw that the American Dream only existed for those aging Boomers, politicians, and the moneyed class.
For the rest of us, it was the realization that it was complete bullshit and always had been.
There was no career that ended with a gold watch and a pension. There would be no healthcare for most of us. Dental problems meant financial ruin. Retirement would thrust us into poverty.
That didn’t feel like greatness.
The modern American Dream resembled a fight for survival in a game of Monopoly where players never collected $200, while the banker owned every utility and property beyond Free Parking — and all of them had a hotel. Quitting or flipping the board wasn’t an option. Boomers still believed there was a Chance and a great big pile of money in the center that anyone could easily win. We were forced to play by new rules that meant our children would never get to put a shitty green house on Baltic Avenue.
The American Dream became a nightmare of unmanageable debt and a life of quiet suffering through soul-sucking jobs until the sharp decline of old age — just so a few could enjoy their vacation life. The promises of one day making it had been written on the wind.
Only the privileged few got to realize this utopian dream. The rest of us were supposed to pretend we could have it, too — even though it was obviously the stuff of propaganda. Except now, no one buys into the farce. Exceptionalism has become a cruel joke we all share, so we make memes about it instead.
The American Dream is long dead, killed at the hands of corrupt politicians, greedy corporations, exploitative employers, unscrupulous landlords, private colleges, vulture capitalists, and anyone who perpetuated their lies.
It wasn’t something done to us, it was a life we were forced to live.
So, how about we stop pretending that this system is not irrevocably broken?
How about we stop requiring irrefutable proof of victim status from the unseen of this American exceptionalism — Blacks, Native Americans, Polynesians, women, the disabled, etc. How about we accept that they had it worse than we did and that their lives have been as shitty as they claim because we know it’s probably true? And then maybe we can elect politicians who aren’t worth millions, white, and over 70 that don’t care nor understand that everyone else is suffering.
Perhaps it is time we lay this notion of American exceptionalism to rest and begin building a new culture that actually serves everyone as promised.
Maybe it’s time to put aside gaslighting the world that America is still great and the dream is still alive.