Collapse Takes A Lifetime. America Is Just Getting Started
I was born into collapse in Sri Lanka. It only ended when I was nearly 30 years old
I lived through Sri Lankan collapse. It took forever. I feel that Americans are really underestimating what’s going down, and how long it will take.
First off, yes, America has already collapsed. You can’t just step over your newly dead and poor. America has already lost more lives than in WWI and Vietnam, combined. The economic contraction is the worst in your recorded history. The rest of the world has stopped accepting your passports. Worst of all, this is all self-inflicted. Your leadership and 40% of the population drove off a cliff, and they’re still hitting the gas.
If this isn’t collapse, what is?
Second, Americans have completely unrealistic expectations of, well, many things, but specifically how long recovery will take. You think you’re going to vote this away in a few weeks? Lol, no. Speaking as a recovered collapse addict, recovery doesn’t take months, quarters, or even years.
Recovery takes generations.
You don’t just lose 200,000+ people and vote it all better again. You don’t crash your economy and recover right away. This is the work of generations. Other people — people not yet born — will have to clean up your bloody mess and, honestly, it will never be the same.
Sri Lanka lost ≈100,000 people over roughly 30 years and it was deeply traumatic. We’re still not well. I do not understand how America can lose multiples of this and try to walk it off. It’s just… do you process death differently? Like, not at all? It doesn’t… you don’t just move on.
And please don’t tell me per capita, I know that America is 15X bigger. But people don’t die per capita. They die per family, per friends, per communities. You’re doing this a thousand times, per diem. This is heavy trauma. You don’t understand. It doesn’t go away. They say you live as long as the last person that remembers you. That’s how long pain lasts as well.
When I wrote American Collapse Is Already Here, people asked me how it ends, like I’m them, from their future. But I’m not…