Sally Edelstein’s blog Envisioning the American Dream included a postyesterday (July third, the day the house approved the senate version of Project 2025) that mourned the loss of American exceptionalism. To her, exceptionalism meant a country striving towards the ideal stated in the last line of the original Pledge of Allegiance: One nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
I left a comment that I began workshopping earlier in the week on a couple of other blogs touching on the concept of American exceptionalism: American exceptionalism began its slow crawl to its grave with the U-S-A chant at the 1980 Olympics. The only exceptional part of America today is our arrogance. We are now the bullies of the world–the kid you liked in 2nd grade but became a dick long before high school. The house is about to cast the vote that will codify poverty, double-down on climate change and cast us ever closer to insolvency. The America you’re looking for is gone.
Today is the culmination of the Republican vision from my entire adult life. The rich get richer… Other benefits include more funds to deport our working class, millions of Americans losing health insurance coverage, more financial pressure on American colleges and college-bound Americans, and a last-ditch-effort to try to prove trickle-down economics can work.
A couple of populist tax cuts included in Trump’s “big, beautiful bill” directly benefit my family: Susan earns tips, and both my kids earn overtime. All that income is now tax free. I suppose this should make me happy, but I’d rather see the nation pay down its debt. Donald Trump’s businesses have filed for bankruptcy six times. Is this his clever endgame for America?
On the day Trump solidified his first Republican nomination, I posted on Twitter: Today’s news seems like the last sentence in the first chapter of a dystopian novel. Using that analogy, I feel like today, Independence Day 2025, we’ve hit the cliffhanger chapter break immediately prior to Armageddon. The chaos of the past nine years was the exposition. Tomorrow, things get ugly.
Trump is often portrayed as an undisciplined megalomaniac. The undisciplined part just got harder to prove. Today, he achieved many long-held goals of the Republican party. That he did it on his self-imposed, symbolic deadline of Independence Day is icing on his cake. Well played, my nemesis, well played.
Buckle up, America. The ride gets rougher from here.
Remember 2022, the golden era of the internet? Back then, a reel popped up on my Instagram feed. Security footage captures a man sitting on a Target-ball in front of a store. Target-ball? You know what I mean, those large red concrete balls spaced in front of Target’s glass entryway. They make smash-and-grab rammings nearly impossible. In the footage, an out-of-control car slams into the ball next to where the man sits. The ball caroms into the ball beneath the man, knocks it away like a billiard ball, and the new ball stops directly under the man’s butt. One ball replaced the other. The man barely reacts. He probably doesn’t even know he’s sitting on a new ball yet.
“Whoa!” I watch it again and again. I can’t see any evidence that it’s fake. Convinced, I share it with my family. Real life is better than fiction. I love stuff like this. Loved! In 2022, I could watch it all day. That’s in the past now. Today, anything unbelievable is assumed to be AI.
Last week, I saw a video on Facebook. A grizzly draped itself over a car. It inadvertently pushed the car down the road as it tried to find a good angle to lick spilled food off the car hood. Realistic? Horns blared, the bear huffed, the car beneath the bear struggled under the added weight. Even the camera angle looked believable, as if the photographer tried to keep an extra car between themselves and the bear. Everything appears legit, but the bear is too big, even for a grizzly. It’s as big as the car.
I’ve seen a grizzly up close. The Cabela’s Sporting Goods in Hamburg, Pennsylvania has a taxidermized grizzly standing upright in their store. When my kids were young, we often stopped there for bathroom breaks as we drove to visit their grandparents. Cabela’s had the grizzly, a couple of elk and several huge aquariums filled with lake trout. It’s a nice break after a few hours in the car. The grizzly is massive. It’s unbelievable, frightening, awe inspiring, but it’s not as big as a car. Probably.
Here’s the thing. Maybe the grizzly video could be authentic. Maybe grizzlies actually grow that big. What do I know. I’m a city-guy from Washington, DC. But it no longer matters. I can’t tell the difference between real and fake. And if it isn’t real, what’s the point. The video isn’t exciting if Google Veo 3 thought it up. It’s impressive that AI has advanced so far since Chat GPT’s splashy release a couple of years ago, but it has ruined the magic of the unbelievable. It put an end to wonder.
Yesterday, the New York Times published a test. They posted ten short videos. Readers watched the videos and then guessed whether the content was genuine or AI generated. I got seven out of ten correct, but not because I could spot AI, the videos all looked real to me. I just used basic psychology. The more outlandish the video seemed, the less likely I was to call it AI. The most mundane videos, a guy livestreaming as he walked down a dirt road, two news anchors introducing themselves, those were fake. A whimsical clip of a model releasing balloons into the sky while flapping birds surround her, that one is real.
This is my question, my fear. Will I ever be stunned by a photograph again? A list of some of the greatest, most recognizable photos in history: Charles Ebbets – Lunch atop a Skyscraper; Nick Ut – Napalm Girl*; Alfred Eisenstaedt – V-J Day in Times Square; Steve McCurry – Afghan Girl. The next time a world-changing photograph is published, will we even know if it’s real? Will an artist capture a unique and beautiful (or terrible) moment in time, or will a clever app simply generate something sure to stir those idiotic humans who keep the electricity running.
As if to put an exclamation point on this thought, just before bed last night, I saw a tornado reel on Facebook. Tornados fascinate me. The raw, focused power makes the ‘finger of God’ analogy I’ve heard since childhood the most appropriate descriptor. The tornado in this video was a monster, ever approaching the camera as it tore a swath across the barren countryside. It’s exactly the sort of video I would watch repeatedly, mesmerized by the awful beauty of nature. Instead, I gave my head a quick shake swiped to watch Anatoly prank another room full of muscleheads. Hmmm, I wonder if that one was real. It’s much easier to create these videos on a computer than find a group of weightlifters who haven’t heard of Anatoly.
*The attribution of Napalm Girl is currently in dispute. World Press Photo has determined that it’s possible Nick Ut, did not shoot the photo. “’Visual and technical’ evidence ‘leans toward’ an emerging theory that a Vietnamese freelance photographer, Nguyen Thanh Nghe, took the photo.”
图片为红色蜻蜓，头一次见。 2025年第26周，总第017期。 拾光记：记点闲事，网海闲游，随心所想，任意徜徉。 1. 时光 1.1. 阅读 鲁国真乱啊，这礼仪之邦怎么来的呢。当权者也不知 未雨绸缪。
闲散的《史记》阅读摘要，记录些有趣的故事和阅读随想。 1. 内容 看别的书比较多，还没读完鲁周公世家。 2. 摘录 公子挥谄谓隐公曰：“百姓便君，君其遂立。吾请为君杀子允，君以我为相。”隐公曰：“有先君命。吾为允少，故摄代。今允长矣，吾方营菟裘之地而老焉，以授子允政。”挥惧子允闻而反诛之，乃反谮隐
