Listen. Or better, look. Look 70 years behind us. See what kind of people propelled America.
Manufacturing and industry erupted and withstood global crises. It was impelled by moneyed innovators who could combine natural resources with amazing technology, if they remained unquestioned in a free market.
Pulled into this cool synthesis by necessities, we Americans provided heat-pressurizing boilers and escaping smokestacks of these enterprises. Sweat, yeah. Blood and tears, sure. But commonality grew across fences and through walls erected around America. So did pride. And, when taken and defended, pay and benefits that assured mortgagers, grocers, doctors, growers and builders, who also professed for us.
Oh! That’s what I’m getting at. As we write our chapter, careful what we ask of others. We’re a mixture. We interrelate. Knock our united front, and it will fall. I don’t know where, except down.
I’d rather stay up and together than down and … somewhere.
John D. Colle