Come let’s mix where Rockafellers
walk with sticks or umbrellas
in their mitts,
Puttin’ on the ritz.

Where art tho, 1983?

Reaganomics was hard at work concentrating debt-generated wealth in the hands of the richest 5% of the nation’s elite, while the rest of us were getting acquainted with our now-all-too-familiar habit of financing the latest Sony Walkman (or iPod, or plasma TV, or quarter-million-dollar “starter home,” etc) and thus invite into our lives the promised sense that everything is proceeding according to plan.

We did nuclear blast drills in school.

Back to the Future was just about ready for us all to ooh and ahh about.

And a horrifying looking one hit wonder musician by the name of “Taco” was all the rage on KISS FM. Here, from that glorious year of innocent moral and fiduciary decline, “Puttin’ on the Ritz.”

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