I originally intended to begin this essay by asserting that the fifteen years following World War II were not a particularly good time to be an American. On further reflection, the statement remains valid, but I’d have to suggest a much extended time period — maybe three decades to around 1980. Looking back upon the post-World War II period, it seems as if the American Republic was suddenly beset with utter morons occupying high government positions when, in fact, they should not have been allowed to work at a car wash.
Following the Second World War, military veterans returned to their homes with the expectation of owning a piece of the good life everyone fought so hard for … that having the tragedies and heartbreaks of war, the inconveniences of rationing, and all the uncertainties behind you, that a new day was coming. It was dawn in America. Everyone…
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