the American dream

If I had a wife, and we had a large, happy family, with lots of money, and a sweet vacation home nestled somewhere cozy, and a regular house somewhere else, I would say: “This is the American Dream.” But then, if my vacation house was looted, and my other, regular house burnt down with my family inside, and with my piles of money inside, I would say, “This is the American Nightmare.” Then I’d wake up.