Does MAGA Have a Future?

Yesterday I couldn’t do my daily, one mile walk outside because it was raining. So, I walked up and down every aisle at the local Wal Mart, which is more than a mile. At one point, I walked past a stack of flat-screen, 55-inch TVs priced at $249. That’s some inflation, right?

Yea, yea, I know about how nobody can afford to buy food because prices are so high. I also know how the price of gasoline at the pump is going through the roof.

I was living in South Carolina in 1977 when a gallon of gasoline hit a buck. Know what a buck in 1977 would be today? Try $5.04.

After I walked out of Wal Mart, I decided to have my breakfast at a Panera outlet on the other side of the parking lot. A 12-ounce coffee (free refills) and an orange scone (this week’s specialty baked good) cost me $8 and change. There were two empty booths in the whole store.

If I had been in a hurry I could have gone through the window at McDonald’s where they were just switching from the breakfast to the lunch menu. The Big Mac with fries is also priced around eight bucks.

I don’t live in Manhattan’s trendy Upper West Side. I don’t live in one of those fancy burbs outside of Washington, D.C. I live in crummy, old Western Massachusetts where you can still rent a nice, two-bedroom apartment with off-street parking for $850 a month.