The Fall of the American Dream

Beginning around 2005, this book grew out of frustration and necessity as I observed the slow crumbling away of our so-called American Way. As a teacher, patriot, mother, sister, and troubled soul, I literally began piecing together this writing whether I liked it or not. I kept trying to stop the flow of words, but couldn't. Stream of consciousness stabbed at me like a dagger, yet I declared to myself that the negative thrusts of violence, selfishness, and willfulness on the part of societal beings was temporary, not the tip of a disastrous iceberg beginning to crush civility in nature all around me, all around all of us. The tip of collapse has deepened in spite of looking the other way or putting my words in a drawer where I couldn't see them. My language is strong coupled with a bit of levity, but we must act collectively to make the increasingly sparce specks of hope materialize into action and perseverance if we are to thrive and survive as a free nation.