Received an email from son Carl a few minutes ago. He labeled the picture "And the band played on-- or, What? Me worry?"
I see this photo as a perfect metaphor for the American view of life, 21st century.
My heart hurts. There seems to be little concern for anything outside-- even steps outside-- the realm of personal gratification. Even the news coverage of the multitude of disasters that are upon the country seems little more than entertainment-- reality shows designed by an anonymous producer for our amusement. We have been entertained to the point of numbness, stupor, uncaring.
I hope I am wrong.