After watching the Mayorkas presser this morning, it is clear that reporters are concerned about the inhumane treatment of Haitian immigrants at the southern border. Mayorkas cited health and safety concerns as justification for removing the migrants.

In other news, the Arizona recount is over.

Budget talks are ongoing in Congress.

All the turmoil in this country and the poor, downtrodden still want to come here.

So I guess the irony amidst all of this is that we are so busy infighting that we have lost sight of how good America could be. All the dollars being argued, all the dollars being wasted on stupid election theories, all the dollars thrown at an immigration policy that no longer meets the needs of a bulging and bloated population. It is indeed an embarrassment of riches.

As I venture out around my own neighborhood, I am both saddened and repelled by the frequency of encountering homeless Americans. And I can’t help but wonder, where is the indignation, the self righteous proselytizing about them. Is a border crisis more in keeping with our American fascination? Or is it a distraction from the utter desperation so prevalent amongst us.

It seems inevitable that we are fated to defeat ourselves from within. The house divided against itself was never fully rebuilt. We are selfish, cold, hardened, and crass and that’s the good news. The planet is telling us. STOP. Stop reproducing like bunnies. Stop polluting the air, the water, the land. STOP. Eye on the prize. It is no surprise that legalized gambling has taken hold in every part of the country. We are a nation of addicts in need of an intervention. Or at the very least, a slap to snap out of it.