The Golden e-Slippers of evermore

This post will start with a sentence that explains to me the state of the Union in its current recession and e-crop rotation future.

"History is the sound of silk slippers going down the stairs, accompanied by the thunder of hob-nailed boots going up the stairs."

We have enjoyed unparalleled freedom for over 200 years, and now rise into unparalleled e-freedom (something that if you have read my past three posts, will understand brings me into deep despair). Having thought on the larger scope of history with the rise and fall of Empires (I mean comon my avatar here is Nero) I have come to a new a much clearer understanding of the source of the e-despair I rant on and on about for posts and posts. We are the most powerful and wealthiest nation in the world but here comes the double kick in the junk. We are generally getting complacent (and have been for decades now) and are now letting the government run our lives, on top of that there is a new e-revolution that generates a false sense of community and empowerment. While the pillars of capitalism are crumbling, we are all being sold at record number e devices that do nothing but build e-walls and e-peace of mind. The silk slippers we have made for ourselves are having their thread count increased to number of the thousands. That is to say that these silk slippers are taking the e-revolution as their laces and becoming the slipperiest shoe in the entire world. Now it seems to me that this e-revolution has been going on for much longer than our life-time (and even the existence of The Senate ;p) but this means that these slippers I am describing with iPod and SmartPhone laces aren't really even shoes anymore. They have become snow skis. I use the word snow to drive home the picture of the existential winter we all live in. I feel the snowflakes fall on my body as I cry out into the infinite depths of the space vacuum of the intarwebs. It seems I am chained at the stake with the intarwebs, in Roman love, as we have become one and die as one. Remember brave Senators, remember the love, and remember the glory of Rome. Oh and remember our blog runs on google servers and will be the last pillar to fall, so I hope to read of Senatoral encounters and battles on the last bastion of this God loved nation. Cheers!