I’ve never been good with economics
I’ve never particularly cared for numbers and economics, certainly not when they rise to national or international levels. It’s enough for me to know that “things” in general look good, bad, awful, etc. If I can pay my bills and have a general idea of where my checks are coming from, that’s enough for me. Hell, I don’t even have to worry about a job anymore, for which I am extremely grateful.
But I must say, after watching our so-called leaders in Washington fight tooth and nail for months over budget issues like paying one’s debts, living within one’s means, etc.; watching a feeble eleventh-hour bill get passed with little more in it than a promise to keep fighting; watching the stock market react by nose-diving more than 500 points in one day; and then, finally, watching Standard & Poor’s slap the U.S. with a first-time-in-history lowering of its AAA credit rating (despite S&P’s own $2 trillion accounting error!), I get concerned. I get worried. I might even get scared if I thought it would do any more than elevate my blood pressure and keep me up nights.
At least we aren’t alone in our leaky dinghy; it sounds like a good part of the world is in the same boat — more or less. And it’s good to have company, right? Or maybe not. And, of course, the pundits are talking again about another recession or the second dip of a double-dip recession. This when I thought we were still wallowing at the bottom of the first dip. At least, that’s what my home’s market value indicates; I’m still waiting for it to start climbing back up.
You know, maybe it’s a good thing I don’t know any more about economics than I do. I might get really, seriously freaked out.