I thought that it was time to write a Christmas Carol that honors our true savior – Brett Favre. The tune is “O Little Town of Bethlehem” for the Carol-Impaired.
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Cookies for Santa
We’ve had a lot of sweet economic news lately. The Gross Domestic Product was announced to have grown at an annualized rate of 3.5% in the third quarter, which even after it was revised down to 2.8% seems like a decent number. The number of new unemployment claims was down to 474k last week, and the unemployment rate fell from 10.2% to 10.0%. It’s all good, right?
Plus, we have less than two weeks until Santa arrives! Better make cookies!
New Deal
When I try to explain what I think is required for these hard times, I’ve deliberately steered clear of one important phrase: The New Deal. It’s a tough phrase for a lot of reasons, not just because it’s loaded with meanings that people inherited from their grandparents. The word “deal” does not mean “a new bargain”, the way we might use it today, but a new deal of the cards. The old hand had been played out, the way FDR saw it, and it was time for what he could only call a “new deal”. That strong frame for understanding what he was trying to accomplish is a bit lost – something I’ve started to regard as more of a problem than I first thought.
First Big Snow
A SEVERE WINTER STORM WARNING HAS BEEN ISSUED ..
Have they ever issued a Humorous Winter Storm Warning? It’s always a very severe affair, never something lighthearted that we can all get into. You know, the kind of thing that goes down before the commercial break on the evening nooze, delivered by the guy with the soothing voice of pale male authority and the woman wearing hair with tunnels that neatly reveal her big earrings:
Afghanistan
I got into the cab slowly enough to size up the situation. One car in the family means that every once in a while I’m well and truly stranded, public transportation not being enough. I have to trust some other person to be a decent driver who will get me where I want to go safely and quickly. When I’m lucky, I can get a story out of it, too. The tall thin frame of a Somali man greeted me, as usual in cabs these days, and that was the situation. I needed a ride, he was making a living, and that was all there was to the deal. I told him where I needed to go and we were off.
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