The Sadness Of American Collapse

Destitute pea pickers in California. Mother of seven children. Age thirty-two. Nipomo, California.” 1936

As a foreign correspondent, I am detached from American collapse. Sometimes I even sound gleeful. Am I happy that the rotten empire is falling over? Yes. Am I sad for the people it’s falling on? Absolutely.

I don’t want to forget that. I try not to. Thank you for your mails.

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Indrajit Samarajiva is a writer from Sri Lanka, grumpily in Oxford for a while. Sign up for my newsletter at www.indi.ca, and you can reach me at indi@indi.ca.