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I have the unpleasant feeling that it would take a Depression-era WPA program to get a damn thing done about any of our ignored infrastructural crumbling.
Which would be the only good thing about a depression.
Everything else? Can you imagine today's Americans lined up politely to wait for a bowl of soup? Or sleeping in the parks on a 90 degree night unmolested? Or sharing an apartment with a dozen relatives or strangers? That's what my mother remembers.
We all better hope God himself doesn't let it happen again, because none of those things I just mentioned are going to work out so well.