Last night, I had a dream. China and America were on the brink of mutually initiating World War III. Each country’s armies were encamped on one of two large hills in Barcelona (an obvious place for the start of global catastrophe, right?). It had been decided that, ceremonially, two emissaries from each side would march down to the valley and meet face to face in a kind of civilized battle cry, declaring their supremacy and outlining their purposes. China sent its president and his advisor. America sent Matt Damon and George Clooney.
And this led me to reluctantly muse on the problem with America and her politics. Does our obsession with celebrities, and even the preference for holding up our politicians as celebrities, alarm anyone but me? Apparently, it has been alarming my subconscious.
As an interesting side note, the president of America was Chinese as well. Now, THAT will be the day!