After gazing at a crystal ball no doubt funded with the sale of a Jeep Grand Cherokee or two, Clint Eastwood assessed the American landscape last Sunday evening before a captive audience, and prior to Giselle’s “Dirty Harry” like incrimination of Wes Welker.
“Halftime,” was the call from the former mayor of Carmel-by-the-Sea, California (which is seldom confused with Detroit), of not just the game, but of America. Leaving aside Clint’s implied prediction of America’s demise around the year 2250, let’s focus on the prospects of an American turnaround.
