I suppose that it is incumbent upon me as the proprietor of a political blog to have a “fiscal cliff” post. But I can’t find words to express how supremely uninterested I am in the already-underway kabuki dance of finger-pointing and posturing.
Because, as a resident of California, I have seen this game played before, and I already know how it’s going to end.
There will be plenty of drama and fiscal cliffhangers. There will be rending of garments and gnashing of teeth.
And then, in the end, we will arrive at a Solemn Agreement to Tackle This Problem Head-On . . . next year.
The details of this agreement will be a matter of intense interest to the same group of politicos who discussed polling every day during the presidential election and never really discussed policy.
Meanwhile, our massive government debt bubble will continue to grow, and nobody will show the slightest bit of interest in letting the air out.
At this point, since the popping of that bubble is inevitable, I just want it to hurry up and happen. The problem isn’t going to get fixed. We’re not paying off the debt. So let’s get the catastrophe over with now instead of later, and give my children some chance at a few decent years.