Dickens would feel right at home in the present ... it is the best of times ... it is the worst of times, depending on whether you sold short or long.
If Dickens were alive, I'm pretty sure he might put out a contemporary version of A Christmas Carol. Since theaters these days only show 90 minute chase scenes filled with CGI special effects, the updated version would go direct to video, and it might look something like this ...
Scrooge is haunted by the Ghost of Christmas Past who shows him a vision of too-thin, hopeless men in breadlines and soup kitchens. The grainy black and white footage is accompanied with a Thirties soundtrack featuring Bing Crosby singing Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?
They used to tell me I was building a dream, and so I followed the mob,
When there was earth to plow, or guns to bear, I was right there on the job.
They used to tell me I was building a dream, with peace and glory ahead,
Why should I be standing in line, just waiting for some bread?
Ghost of Christmas Present shows Scrooge his fat-cat friends enjoying the season thanks to outrageously expensive gifts from Santa Henry and his congressional elves, gifts paid for with yet-to-be-printed currency. The soundtrack plays Pink Floyd’s Money.
Money, get back
I'm all right, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first-class traveling set
And I think I need a Learjet
The Ghost of Christmas Future shows empty homes, foreclosure signs, ravaged neighborhoods and more breadlines and soup kitchens, thanks to Scrooge and his friends cooking the books and taking advantage of the ignorance and exuberance of economic illiterates. The soundtrack plays a chillingly prophetic song from The Seventies – Merle Haggard's Are the Good Times Really Over for Good?
Are we rollin’ down hill like a snowball headed for Hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the Liberty Bell
Wish a Ford and a Chevy would still last ten years like they should
Is the best of the free life behind us now?
Are the good times really over for good?
Thank goodness, this is only fiction.
©2008 Tom Cordle