Argentina and America: Two peas in a Pod, Gathering Steam

THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA is a mirror image of Argentina; a third world country, in which the elite few gather the profits while the mighty, silent masses passivley dwell in quiescent, quiet desperation. Neither country is a democracy, or has ever been. But at least in Argentina an effort is being made. The lady who sits in the President's chair is trying to share a bit of wealth and power with the poor, and the opposition she is engendering is eye popping. Even her own family members scorn her. How dare she even attempt to redistribute even a modicum of wealth and power to the voiceless! In Argentina, as in America, one simply does not discuss politics at the family dinner table. One does not because one cannot without starting a fight. dividing families, losing friends. Liberals on the left, conservatives on the right, steaming bowls of entrees and side dishes lined up down the center, like a barricade between two factions at an uneasy truce. Anyone stranded in the middle had best hide behind the mashed potatoes and brandy snifters. Just as it is in the great American fun house, the United States of Acquisition, where nothing is as it seems, nothing is as our corporate masters tell us. The main difference between the two nations is that in Argentina, they serve their revolutions straight up; in America we postpone ours, with the exception of an occasional short term release of steam, and we divert our anger onto other, hapless nations and people. There will yet be another Argentinian revolution; the masses are already gathering in the streets, and erecting barricades. Even now a gun is pointed at a progressive Argentine president, as guns are always pointed at American progressives who dare attempt to stray from tradition by enacting populist reform. The only question is; how much longer until the American kettle blows its top completely, and the steam becomes an explosion?