Kunstler, worth the weekly read, as always:

Back around the year 2000, I used to joke with my friends that Bill Clinton would return (despite the two-term limit) as Emperor Bill the 1st. He almost made it. I voted for him twice in the 1990s, but the new script addition wasn’t so appetizing. It would have been one of the stranger occurrences in all of modern world history. The political “death” of Hillary and Bill is a story of Shakespearean dimensions.  It seems to be ending as farce, though. Who knows, before the day is over, Hillary may yet put on a pair of overalls with one suspender and have her picture taken sucking on a jug of moonshine likker. Of course, irony has been the Boomer’s intellectual stock-in-trade.

Whatever America’s fate may be in these very trying times of peak oil and climate change, a consensus seems to have formed that we can’t afford to leave the same old cast of characters running things.