Amsterdan

Hey! How’re ya doing?

Hey!
How are you doing?
Sandy says hi!

Mike


Dear Mike,
How am I doing. Let’s look around me. I’m here with seven pieces of my broken leg knitting back into one and now bearing weight, living each day in the middle of a state capital that is one grownup short of a complete financial meltdown, in the middle of a nation that is two years (or two weeks) short of a complete financial meltdown, plopped on a blue marble about 98 of whose nations are teetering on the brink of a complete loss of confidence in unbridled capitalism accompanied by complete financial meltdown.

Can democracy be far behind? If there are no jobs and no money for adequate police, can civil disorder be far behind…at least in pockets here and there?

Or will the collapse be so sudden, so severe and so complete that nearly everyone will pull together, assess their neighborhood situations and figure it out, three or four dozen families at a time?

Doing well, thanks. You?

posted by DanZ @ 10:32 PM