We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
There's plenty more 'period' 'toons on the net, just search [ fdr cartoons ].
Amazingly apt fits (and i do mean 'fits', groucho) to today.
Here's what i think --and this is based on research: This admin, including unseen but not strictly unknown backers foreign and domestic, started setting up the Depression they knew they'd need, in order to perform the WWII-interrupted final act of the New Deal, way back in the Clinton administrations. One could begin with the Credit Default Swap and Motor Voter. One could ask why the CDS was deliberately and alone left unregulated, and if this had anything to do with the amount of contingent liability risk money in these instruments growing --unknown, unreported, uncleared, as per the Clinton financial-reform legislation mandate, from near nothing in yr 2000 to sixty trillion in 2007, a nice thing to spring on a nation newly gasping on the likewise well-prepared Fannie & Freddie gurney. Search the name [ gary gensler ] for a solid connecting rod.
"Hey, if we had a big financial crisis, we could break the propertied class AND finish the New Deal!"
Bird Dog ... Just a note from the forever-hopeful copy editor, MM. [I know this is not your error, it's the cartoonist's] The cartoon says "The President spent four years hobbling together..." While the President might have felt pretty lame about the national emergency, the phrase wanted here is "cobbling together". Cobblers practice a very old skill, repairing shoes. In our present throw-away economy, very few people get shoes repaired. They throw them away. So the term, and the skill, is on a death spiral, along with the manufacture of buggy whips. Perhaps the skill, and the practitioners, will receive an encouraging bounce in business, thanks to Mr. Obama's economic policies.
...occurs, too, that hobbling a horse (or a goat, or i guess any four-legged beast) is to tie the two back legs together with soft line, where the animal can walk fine, graze and water and whatnot, and is not discomfited at all, other than he can't trot, can't escape calamity nor get far enough away from the hobbler to escape, find new free territory. et cetera. Like us, under a socialist government, need i observe.
buddy, dear ... Most artists don't know how to spell. They draw instead. I know. I was married to one once, and worked with other artists for years when I edited magazines.
By the way, I like very much your analysis of how we got into our present parlous condition. It seems very correct to me. Kind of like the old, much married and divorced guy, who picks out a woman just exactly like his last bride and says, "She's just wonderful, and I want her, and this time it's going to work." Triumph of hope over experience, I guess.