Then I would suggest you do not know who Dorothea Lange was, what her time/theme/subjects were.
It’s 1936, hello?
Do you have any idea about the great depression? The dust bowl? The great migration?
I think not…
Ours may not be Lange’s or Rothstein’s era modern Hoovervilles nothwithstanding, we live in a nice Potemkim village time though. Take away the ETB cards and we’re gonna wish it’s 1936.
For in 1936 the country was still chuck full of natural resources. The people themselves were very resourceful. The traditional American values of family, thrift, grit and hard work were there. People died of hunger. Yet the goobmint was able to keep it hush hush.
The day reality asserts itself and the dollar ceases to be the reserve currency of the world and we have to live within our means, the midnight crowds waiting in line at Waltmart for their ETB funds to post and load up on sugary and glyphosated crapola food, it’s gonna be a lotta fun!
I won’t hold my breath though, for that fun to include an outcome where the Clintons, the Bushes, the Obamas, the Ben Bernankes and Lloyd Blankfeins and Jamie Dimons of this world swing from a light pole. Wet dreams tend not to come true.