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250 Years of the USA

 Nothing made by humans is all good. Of all the verities that have been agreed on since the dawn of thought, and hence, civilisation and history, the imperfectability of humanity is high on the list. Few even of the most messianic of leaders, visionaries and political figures have truly believed, let alone claimed, that all humans and all all human creations, will be without fault or blemish, some of the time. This can be called sin, or simply error.

The USA is therefore, like every other nation in history, a flawed, imperfect country, devised by humans, caught like us all in the flood of human history. Since it is 250 years old (more or less today), we must also agree that it was conceived and born during a time of so-called enlightenment, and still very recently. Human recorded history is at least 5,500 years old, after all.

So, let us admit that the USA was partially enriched by human slavery, an extraordinarily callous evil; that is has been marred by civil war, ongoing racism, the near or total genocide of the indigenous peoples who first lived and belonged on the land now called the USA; also marred by corruption, environmental destruction, greed, vulgarity, and a relentless materialism. As Churchill almost said, the USA is the worst country except perhaps for all the others.

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