I dreamt last night a wonderful dream. I was watching television and Hilary Clinton appeared and announced that she would not accept the office of President should , in her words, “the Electoral College be so misguided as to depart from settled precedent” and not elect Donald Trump. She then broke down in tears and apologized to the American people for the damage her campaign had caused to so many people and promised to devote the rest of her life to reforming the Democratic Party and the Clinton Foundation.
I was then transported to the Whitehouse where a jubilant President Trump, with the beaming leaders of both houses of Congress looking on, signed a campaign finance reform bill into law overturning the Citizens United decision and banning corporations from contributing to any political contest without the permission of the simple majority of their shareholders.
I then found myself in an elementary school listening to a English lesson, the teachers were teaching the children by rote learning I was transported to a high school examination hall and read a science paper, there were no multiple choice questions. I saw the teachers car park, it was full of new luxury cars – rewards for the teachers whose students scored the highest in simple written tests of basic English and mathematical literacy.
I went into a bar and the TV was showing “Cops” but the subjects of the police attention weren’t the usual black and white trailer trash, caught with a few drugs, laid out in their misery for our scorn, no, the subjects were white collar criminals, bankers, lawyers, Judges and similar officials – caught red handed taking bribes.
I rode on a new maglev train to a shopping mall. I looked for Christmas presents. There was no Chinese schlock for sale, the shelves were full of quality American made toys. The car park was full of American cars and someone told met hat they were now the most fuel efficient in the world and that export markets couldn’t get enough of them. I drove past a refinery. Over the gate was a slogan “Pollution is waste! It eats profits!” I noticed a warehouse and houses – their roofs covered in solar panels. I passed another factory, outside was a sign; workers wanted! Come on in!
I found myself at the Boeing plant at Everett where I hadn’t been for Thirty years. I watched a team fitting an engine to a B787; “most of us were academics” one told me ; “I was a social studies Professor, but this work pays better and is more satisfying than listening to whiners all day”.
I saw myself in Washington watching a beaming President Trump welcoming Vladimir Putin to the Whitehouse
Then I woke up.