Lately I think about how my country is like a cat which is falling and lands on its feet. We are very curious and get into trouble and expect to pull ourselves out. Somehow the triumph of drama will happen again and again. It seems to work. Yet lately I am not sure how long we can keep this up. It is hard to say just how exceptional we are now. If we have declined perhaps our lucky horse shoe is wearing out. Then Trump gets elected and Americans can feel this dumb luck all over again. We are turning into a nation so strange that we may feel like strangers in a strange land as natives. People run to the cities as to find the American magic. Perhaps it is there, and likely we will invent something in any case.