Perhaps it's an odd sense, up here, but still ...
The national news is full of the cackles and crowing of the
progressives, over the impending destruction of the U.S. economy, and
the dire predictions & stern bleating from the ineffectual
It all seems to be so far away, these days.
The more frenetic the events in the Lower 48, the quieter it is here. It
feels much like the scene in Titanic when the ship is about to slip
beneath the waves for the last time: there's a hush that occurs at such a
time, as people are suddenly reminded of the transience of our
existence. The U.S.A. may or may not survive this wrenching turn toward
socialism. It's a lead-pipe cinch that it won't look like it used to,
because it has already changed into something our grandparents wouldn't
have recognized. Soon we may not recognize it, either.
So why are
we insulated? I'm not saying we'd be unaffected, but we do have a bit
of a separate economy (though based on the same currency), and our power
grid is of the stand-alone variety. We'll give it a go, if needs must,
as we have always been isolated to a large extent from the rest of the
states. I don't imagine for one second that it would be easy,
comfortable, or desirable. But we would struggle on.
meantime, we go about our daily existence. Snowy roads, cold temps,
northern lights, moose in traffic, and all the other things that make
life in Alaska an adventure.
In the meantime, I'll keep my eyes on my God, and not on elected officials 4,000 miles away.