We\u2019ve surely had some sad Christmas seasons during the Civil War (I spent Christmas of 1862, for example, in a muddy, frozen army camp in the woods outside Fredericksburg, VA) and other times in our nation\u2019s history, but I fear this one is shaping up to be among the worst. The food lines are only getting longer, with little prospect of getting any help from Washington lawmakers until after the first of the year\u2014well after people\u2019s unemployment insurance has run out and the eviction moratorium has ended. And if the experts are correct, the rate of Coronavirus infections will increase exponentially based on hundreds of thousands of ill-advised Thanksgiving celebrations, making our situation even worse by Christmas and New Year\u2019s. Many hospitals can be expected to turn patients away, and forced shutdowns are only going to make the economy worse. As much as everyone will be happy to say goodbye to 2020, it\u2019s hard to envision people shouting \u201cHappy New Year!\u201d with much conviction as we usher in 2021. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
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An estimated 50 million Americans are currently \u201cfood insecure,\u201d someone\u2019s modern-day, politically correct term for being in danger of going hungry. What\u2019s worse, a quarter America\u2019s children can be counted among them, a pretty sad commentary on the state of our country in 2020, which goes well beyond \u201cinequality.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote><\/div>\n\n\n\n