Alarmism as a kind of warm blanket in the cool night of the present

Not that I’ve ever taken a class on microeconomics, macroeconomics, or political economy, but isn’t our general pattern of earning money and then buying and selling things, combined with the way our government collects money from us and then spends it in ways that may keep it in office, just about as apeshit crazy as it could possibly be? On like a larger order of Things That Do Not Make Sense, it is viable to be trillions of dollars in debt when foreign banks and/or individuals are propping up the dollar because of a sort of psychologically consternating double-bind akin to the Prisoner’s Dilemma? Is it viable to have an eight-year period that combines Republican domination with unfettered growth of government? When will it become ok to say, “you know, the economy’s big enough . . . let’s ride this inertia out for awhile?” I know I know I know – this all can work in the sense that fundamental breakdown is not an immediate risk, much less a foregone conclusion, as far as superstructure goes. Post-industrial economy 3, long-term sanity of a culture 0 – things really went to shit when hoboes became an endangered species, is what my reactionary side wants to plead, but really there are probably no answers one would need to capitalize, it’s just the totality of aggregate circumstances built from frenetic individual lives.
This is not anything but a case of plangent griping about inexorable human infirmity.
Which is to say I drank too much coffee and my stomach hurts.