How doth the the nation’s capital sit solitary, that was once full of wise people! how is she become as a widow to right understanding!  She that was great among the nations, and the leader among the provinces, how is she now become dependent on those nations! She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers none will sell her oil: all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies. The nation is gone into captivity because of inflation, and because of great servitude to worldly values: she dwelleth comfortably now among the heathen, she findeth no rest: because all her programs and legislation overtook her and is causing great trouble and distress.