Al Azar
VIP Member
Things aren’t going well in Venezuela. Inflation is rampant. There is little food or potable water. The drop in the price of oil has exacerbated an already struggling economy.
All Venezuelans are limited to two shopping days a week, based on their state ID number. They line up at what stores are open before dawn, waiting hours to find out if they can buy anything by the time they get inside. Pregnant women and the elderly have their own lines.
It’s a terrible situation, but it reminds me of what things were like here, forty-five years ago. They weren’t anywhere as bad as Venezuela today, but they were pretty damned bad compared to what we were used to.
It was the second term of the Nixon administration. We suffered climbing inflation and unemployment, both. There were federally mandated wage and price controls. The federal government applied a mandatory 55 mph maximum speed limit on the states. We had gas rationing and could buy gas only on certain days, corresponding to the last digit on our license plate.
There were no separate lines for pregnant women or the elderly.
As if that wasn’t enough, there were even rumors that our Republican president might defile our nation’s highest office by resigning in disgrace to avoid criminal prosecution.
I remember those days well. I was home from the war and had just graduated from college. For a fellow looking to start out in life, things weren’t looking too rosy.
But I got by, we all did. We had no choice. We threw the bums out the next election cycle and things began to get back to normal.
I wonder if our schools teach about modern US history, not only what happened, but why.
All Venezuelans are limited to two shopping days a week, based on their state ID number. They line up at what stores are open before dawn, waiting hours to find out if they can buy anything by the time they get inside. Pregnant women and the elderly have their own lines.
It’s a terrible situation, but it reminds me of what things were like here, forty-five years ago. They weren’t anywhere as bad as Venezuela today, but they were pretty damned bad compared to what we were used to.
It was the second term of the Nixon administration. We suffered climbing inflation and unemployment, both. There were federally mandated wage and price controls. The federal government applied a mandatory 55 mph maximum speed limit on the states. We had gas rationing and could buy gas only on certain days, corresponding to the last digit on our license plate.
There were no separate lines for pregnant women or the elderly.
As if that wasn’t enough, there were even rumors that our Republican president might defile our nation’s highest office by resigning in disgrace to avoid criminal prosecution.
I remember those days well. I was home from the war and had just graduated from college. For a fellow looking to start out in life, things weren’t looking too rosy.
But I got by, we all did. We had no choice. We threw the bums out the next election cycle and things began to get back to normal.
I wonder if our schools teach about modern US history, not only what happened, but why.