My father, my two younger brothers, and I traveled the Mother Road from Illinois to California back in 1960. The interstate highway system was in its infancy at the time, and none of the great East/West interstates existed yet. The Mother Road was, of course, US Route 66.
There is an important thread on Twitter. I know nothing about the author, but his/her observation is spot on, and it’s more like a blitzkrieg than a trend. At this rate, the United States of America ceases to exist as a constitutional representative republic within 5 years; and I don’t see things turning around because the momentum is too great. The left AND the right have succeeded in destroying it. I suggest reading the whole thing, which can be accessed HERE.
Today is Father's Day, and as it happens, I have a lot of time available, doing nothing other than to contemplate its meaning. I am at home; my left lower leg in a cast-like boot, having torn a tendon in my ankle; my right wrist in a brace due to a chronic carpal tunnel syndrome that popped up a few months ago; the meniscus in my right knee in need of an orthopedist's care; and still recovering from almost a month now of a respiratory infection. Old age is not for the faint of heart. I expect all of this to either get better on its own, or be made better by a qualified physician, so it is not my permanent state; but it seems to take longer these days to bounce back from things, and even relatively minor ailments when taken in the aggregate seem to be particularly debilitating. [Cough! Whimper.]