America Inc: The Business

We all have heard the tale of the "American Revolution" about the band of heroic Patriots who kicked a tyrannical king's ass, and sent the Red Coats back to their clammy island-nation, dejected with their tails between their legs, and tears of British-shame streaming down their limey faces. Hip-hip-hooray, the American Patriots won the day!

We can hear the soundtrack now "Fuck Yeah - America!" as it pours out of oversized speakers in the bed of a lifted pickup truck as it spins donuts, while bringing that confident alpha-macho-man B.D.E. to the image of an American Solder standing tall, and proudly saluting Old Glory, as she majestically waves in front of grain elevators, in the setting sun. We can even smell Memaw Mabel's apple pie cooling on an open-window sill - somewhere near you - in any Small Town, USA.

America, a Cinderella Story: Land of the Free and Home of the Brave Edition. Coming at ya 24/7 and 365 days a year, twice on Christmas, the Fourth of July, New Years, and the NFL Super Bowl. The American Dream the Mythology of Democracy and Unity. Brought to you by Corporate America - Capitalism - an investment in "We the People" The most Freedom lovin' and Liberty havin' country on God's green Earth.

Then the needle skips and the record screeches as the soundtrack mutates into an audible putrescence. This is where the myth meets reality, and we are slapped with the objective truth, like we have just challenged to a duel, of American History and what exactly the founders created, what the nation has been, and what it probably always will be.

In the 2012 Movie "Killing them Softly" while broadcasting on a background TV a freshly elected Barack Obama gives his "Unity & Hope Speech" rooted in American Mythology, Brad Pitt's character, Jackie Cogan, speaking with brutal honestly to Richard Jenkins's character, the Driver, sarcastically jests, "Ah yes we're all the same, we're all equal". Pitt packs a cigarette on the bar then places it between his pursed lips as he then utters "next he'll being telling us we're a community, we're one people".

After some banter at the bar for a few minutes, the Driver pays Cogan for the three jobs the hitman completed. Jackie dropping his black leather jacket over the brown sacked-payment, takes the money to the can, where he pisses before counting it. Believing that the bosses are light on the payment, upon his return to the bar, Cogan gets into a spars exchange with the Driver, and while demanding more money he quips succinctly, “I’m living in America, and in America you’re on your own. America is not a country, it’s just a business, now FUCKING PAY ME!”

Grab your visor and a glass of something high-proof from behind that bar, because we’re tearing the velvet curtain off the "Miracle at Philadelphia." For 235 years, we’ve been huffing the exhaust of American Mythology, believing we live in a temple of liberty. But if you look at the ledger—not the legends—you’ll see that the Constitutional Convention wasn’t a holy synod; it was a merger and acquisition.The Constitution wasn’t written for "the people." It was the Operating Agreement for America Inc., drafted by a board of directors who realized that the previous startup (the Articles of Confederation) was filing for Chapter 11.I.

George Washington and Benjamin Franklin were the iconic heavy hitters of the American Revolution, and creation of the United States. However, a Study in British rejection before they were marble icons, Washington and Franklin were men who desperately wanted to be part of the British "In-Crowd." They weren't looking to burn the system down initially; they wanted to lead it. Washington spent his youth begging for a Royal Commission. He was snubbed as a "provincial" hack by the very officers he out-fought. Franklin lived in London for nearly 20 years, acting like a refined English gentleman until the British elite dragged him into "The Cockpit" in 1774 and publicly humiliated him. They didn't turn "Patriot" out of a sudden love for the common man—they turned because the British wouldn't let them sit at the head of the table.

They were the Pragmatic Stoics who did the heavy lifting of the war because they knew how the British machine worked. They were the muscle and the prestige. John Adams, the resident curmudgeon in the making, perfectly predicted how history would sanitize this two-man tag team by writing: "The History of our Revolution will be one continued lie... The essence of the whole will be that Dr. Franklin's electrical rod smote the earth and out sprung General Washington That Franklin electrified him with his rod—and thenceforward these two conducted all the policy, negotiation, legislation, and war." The rest of the founders were the idealist influencers, the 18th-century version of Social Media personalities, who got the "rabble" roused and willing to bleed, so the colonial elite could stop paying dividends to a King, and start keeping the profits for themselves.

If the Constitution was the contract, The Federalist Papers were the slick, late-night infomercials designed to sell the merger to a skeptical public. Hamilton, Madison, and Jay weren't writing philosophy; they were writing copy. The Imperial Presidency (Federalist No. 70): Hamilton argued for an "energetic" executive. He sold it as efficiency, but he was really building a CEO with a four-year term and no term limits (at the time). We just caught a streak of luck with Washington and his adversity to authoritarian leadership, because he could have kept the seat until he died if he so chose; and it looks like we have one now that is so choosing, believing he can live well past his current 79 years of age.

The Anti-Federalists saw the "rat"—they knew this was just a "monarch in a morning coat," a prediction that has culminated in the near-mythic power of the modern presidency as the United States has been falling down the well of Unitarian Executive theory for more than 4 decades now. Managing the "Factions" (Federalist No. 10): Madison’s masterpiece was essentially a plan to dilute the power of the poor. By expanding the Republic, he argued, you make it harder for the "lower orders" to organize and demand things like debt forgiveness or land redistribution. It was the original "gerrymander" of the mind.

Asset Protection and the Slavery Loopholes. If you want to know why the Constitution looks the way it does, look at the bank accounts of the 55 men in the room. This was a hostile takeover of state power to protect private capital of the Asset Class. The Constitution fixed the Public Securities for 40 of the 55 delegates, who held government bonds. It ensured that they could tax the people to pay those bonds back at face value, instead of being required to pay the massive war debts back themselves. Socializing corporate losses was initiated, and continues until this day.

By joining forces it was a massive payday for both the Federalists and anit-Federalists, both held massive western land claims. There was just one problem. The people were living on that land, The Natives! They needed a federal army to "clear" the indigenous inhabitants so they could flip real estate for a profit. They wanted to take it from the Native Americans, so they could sell it to the New Americans, the ones they were pumping their American Democracy myth into; it seemed to make them great customers.

Further proof, as if it was needed, that the founders were writing a legal document to protect property over people, enter the 3/5 Compromise and the 1808 Slave Trade Clause. These legal clauses ensured the Southern shareholders, the ones with all the loot, stayed in the deal. When the partnership and initial deal almost fell out of favor, The Board came up with the 13th Amendment "Glitch" when the "Business" was forced to update its terms after the Civil War, the Board left a backdoor open. The 13th Amendment abolished slavery "except as a punishment for crime." This wasn't an oversight; it was a pivot. It allowed the system to re-brand slavery as "convict leasing" and later, the industrial prison complex. It made being poor or black a "criminal" offense, ensuring a steady stream of unpaid labor for America Inc.

Patrick Henry refused to attend this merger, because he "smelt a rat." understanding exactly what slimy deals were being made in Philadelphia, in that sweltering summer secrecy. He forced the Bill of Rights—the meager crumbs of "privileges" We the People cling to—as a condition of the merger, and believing in the mythology of a government Of the People, by the People, and For the People, was created. But the ink wasn't even dry before the Board began to cannibalize itself. Within one administration, the birth of political parties broke Washington’s heart.

In his Farewell Address, Washington saw MAGA 230 years early. He warned that parties would lead to a "frightful despotism" where "cunning, ambitious, and unprincipled men" would subvert the power of the people, and following the "Spirit of Party" over the Constitution would surely destroy the nation from withing by causing: 1. Political Revenge, 2. Geopolitical Separatism, and 3. Foreign Interference. Washington hit the triple bullseye with this one, and what Trump and MAGA have unleashed on America Inc.

Now lets visit the clairvoyance of Benjamin Franklin, as a guy who wasn't getting high on his own supply, during the convention., On the final day of the Constitutional Convention, September 17, 1787, he delivered a closing speech (read by fellow delegate James Wilson) in which he gave a sobering warning about the future of the new government. "I believe farther that this is likely to be well administered for a course of years, and can only end in Despotism, as other forms have done before it, when the people shall become so corrupted as to need despotic Government, being incapable of any other." Franklin well understood that the Constitution was creating a company, and consumers of the people, who would one day become completely corrupted, as a result of their consumption.

Franklin stood there on that final, sweltering day in Philadelphia, staring at the back of Washington’s chair like a man watching a slow-motion train wreck he’d helped design. He was looking at that carved sun, squinting through the bifocals he’d invented, allowing him to see both the immediate grift and the long-term doom. He wondered if the sun was rising or setting.

On that day the sun was rising on America Inc. and the Mythology of Democracy; however, fast forward 235 years, and the answer hits us like a cheap tequila hangover, while we're looking for a cure in the fluorescent-lit Walmart checkout aisle.

The sun didn't just set on America Inc, it went down, and looks to be staying down for the count, like a first round Tyson knockout. We aren't citizens of a Republic anymore; we’re just high-velocity consumers trapped in a 3,000-mile-wide company town. where we have traded the messy, soul-crushing responsibility of "We the People" for the hit-and-run narcissism of "What’s in it for Me?" Where inconsideration has become our virtue, as we scream through police bull horns "Don't Tread on Me, I Tread on You!"

Old Ben called it. He knew the ledger. He warned that the whole "Operating Agreement" would eventually dissolve into, despotism once the people became so thoroughly corrupted by their own appetites that they couldn't tell a ballot from a grocery receipt. He knew that eventually, a population of "incapable" consumers would go looking for a CEO-in-Chief—a Despot who promises to "fix" a business model that was built from the very first day to ignore the very people, they filled with a myth, that it was built to protect them.

We are now in a MAGA fever dream, as conditioned shoppers scream impolitely and unapologetically at each other through disconnected digital devices, over the last scraps of brand-name identity, while the Board of Directors laughs all the way to the offshore bank, and into the arms of their corporate and foreign investors. Upon exiting the hall in Philadelphia that day answering an anxious and curious crowd "A Republic" Franklin quipped, his wise old-eyes probably twinkling with a dark, prophetic-sadness utters further "if you can keep it. Turns out, we didn't want to keep it. We just wanted to consume the product America Inc. was selling, and now we are just here for the clearance sale.