Jeff’s note: I don’t often get political in my essays, but since the markets are closed today for Presidents Day, I thought I’d share a “love letter” to the government that seems to be growing more relevant each day…

So, read on to see my take on what could be America’s future decline, and a fictional, sci-fi scene of how we got there…

For years, historians have argued about the reasons for America’s decline. What could have caused the U.S. – which held so much promise when it was born in 1776 – to become the desolate, barren wasteland we now have 276 years later? 

We finally know the answer…

Last week, a janitor was clearing out an abandoned locker at the public storage warehouse at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. He stumbled across a box labeled “Useless Documents.” 

Along with the Declaration of Independence, the Bill of Rights, a binder of COVID procedures, and a Chevy Volt operating manual, the janitor found an assortment of envelopes containing what can only be described as “love letters.” 

One envelope was titled “Ron and Nancy.” Another was “Liz and Richard.” A third envelope had no label at all, and it contained only one note. It is dated January 1, 2052. And it explains everything.

Read it for yourself…

My love, 

My heart is heavy today, and it pains me to write you this letter.

Our relationship isn’t working out for me anymore. We seem to be going in two different directions. We want different things. So as hard as this is to do, I’m leaving.

I know it hurts. And I wish I could ease your pain by saying something like, “It’s not you, it’s me.” But I can’t say that. It is you… Entirely you… 100%.

You’ve changed. You’re no longer kind, supportive, and protective – all the traits I fell in love with so many years ago. Instead, you’ve become untrusting, ungrateful, and abusive. And I can’t take it anymore.

You used to trust me. I could go almost anywhere and do almost anything. I could experience everything that life had to offer. No matter what I did, you understood it would benefit both of us.

But now I found out you’ve been checking my cell phone and monitoring my e-mails. You watch the activity in my bank accounts, and on my credit card statements. You even keep track of what I buy on Amazon.

I know you’ve been hurt before. So, I put up with some of your intrusions. But now it’s just too much.

You used to let me dream. Remember… We called it our “American Dream.” Whatever I wanted to do, and whoever I wanted to be, you said it was possible. And you would give me the freedom to pursue it.

That’s not true anymore. I need to ask for your approval before I do anything. I need to follow your instructions, adhere to your guidelines, and obey your rules. Oh sure, I can still dream. But now it has to be your version of the dream, not mine… Not ours… And certainly not “American.” 

And the real kicker is that even if I somehow still manage to overcome the burdens you piled on my shoulders, and make my own dream come true, you have the nerve to brag to your friends, “See, he couldn’t have done it without me.” 

And I haven’t even mentioned the money issues yet…

At first, you didn’t ask for much from me… Just enough to fund a little project or two. I didn’t mind back then. You had our mutual best interest at heart, and you seemed to appreciate my willingness to help out.

But over the years, you gradually asked for more. And, I willingly gave, even though I thought some of what you were using the money for was wasteful and even a bit silly. I never doubted your integrity, or your honesty when you said, “this will benefit both of us.” 

Of course, that was a lie. You took my money and gave it to your friends. You wasted it on things we don’t need and can’t afford. You maxed out our credit cards with your foolish schemes. And, all the money you claimed to put aside for our retirement is gone.

What’s worse is that now when I come home with my paycheck, you’re just sitting there at the table with your hand out. No matter how much I give you, it isn’t enough. You sneer at me and demand that I give you more. Then, you turn all of our friends against me by telling them I’m greedy and unwilling to pay my fair share.

Frankly, I don’t know why I’ve put up with this abuse for so long. I should have left you years ago. But, I thought you could change. You promised me four years ago you would. And you made the same promise eight years before that.

But you won’t change. You’re incapable of it.

As long as I’m around, you’ll remain untrusting, ungrateful, and abusive. You’ll get worse and worse until your actions finally destroy us both. So, for the good of both of us, I’m leaving.

I’m leaving so that I’ll be free to enjoy the God-given rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That’s what we talked about when we first got together so many years ago. I still believe it’s possible… But I’m not sure I can do it with you.

You aren’t the same as before.

Without me around to enable your behavior, perhaps you’ll finally see what you’ve become. Maybe then you can finally change.

For your sake, I only hope when that happens it’s not too late.


The 1%

Best regards and good trading,

Jeff Clark

Reader Mailbag

In today’s mailbag, Jeff Clark Trader member Tony shares how he will be upgrading his membership thanks to Jeff…

Jeff, thanks so much for all that you provide for us. I just upgraded my subscription to a lifetime one.

I do think I’m positioned for the best of both worlds. I have a small amount in some stocks that I feel will do well when the market collapses, especially with the escalation of acceptance of medical marijuana. I have an appropriate position of gold through certain stocks, both physical and digital.

As I learn more about excellent opportunities with options, I’ll be focusing on that area as a major focus point. Let’s see… Will my next move be a Delta Report subscription? Thanks, Jeff!

– Tony

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