Life goes on

The election is over, the passion is spent, and life resumes its normal course.  I don’t foresee an imminent financial apocalypse, although I do see hard times ahead.  We won’t be Greece.  We’ll be England in those drab years between WWII and Margaret Thatcher.  The real question is whether Americans will wait 35 years to change a dreary, downtrodden status quo, or if they’ll quickly rise up again before they’ve lost all memory of the America that was, rather than the America that is.

I’m working hard behind the scenes to come up with ideas to shift the paradigm.  Other than that, I’m acknowledging that I have no control over what happens now.  I need to keep my passion and drive, and I need to avoid anger, which will only exhaust and depress me, even as it slows my ability to move forward to solutions for my own economic situation (which I expect to worsen in coming years) and for the national well-being.

I think I need to plug in more into the world around me.  Preaching to an intelligent choir is immensely satisfying, but we now know that it creates for conservatives precisely the same bubble we sneered at Manhattan and Hollywood for having.  It turns out that their bubble was stronger than ours.  I won’t blog less; I’ll just pay attention more.

And that’s all she said (at least this Saturday).