Tuesday, February 19, 2008

The Great Depression

The lingering power of the Great Depression amazes me. It began seventy-eight years ago and ended incrementally as the Second World War began. That means that those who were at least ten years old and able to have some first hand memories of its devastating effects are in their eighties or nineties, and yet it looms over all of us like a malevolent god. It seems that every article I read about the current mortgage crisis in the United States sooner or later gets around to a comparison with The Great Depression. “Possibly more foreclosures than at any time since TGD,’ or “more bank failures since TGD.” are almost required components of any media coverage. It predates the lives of ninety percent of all Americans, yet it is still the milestone of financial failure.

I don’t mean to minimize the effects of TGD, but it does cause me to pause and consider. The very mention of those three dreaded words commands attention like no other. Say the words “World War Two,” and people nod and might tell an anecdotal story of an uncle or grandfather who fought. It belongs in the black and white world of yesteryear. The majority of today’s college students couldn’t even name the major powers involved in the conflict. Say the words “influenza epidemic” and the reaction received is similar to that of a science fiction movie, except less real or terrifying. But The Great Depression? A shudder and a hushed question follow. “Could it really happen again?”

I can think of no event with more of a lingering impact to modern man, and I can include Biblical stories in that statement. The destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah or Noah’s flood story are child’s play. Even modern disasters like Chernobyl or Darfur do not carry the clout of TGD. I try to keep that in mind as I read articles about the mortgage crisis. Yes, it is a major problem and it will have rippling effects throughout the economy, but I think we’ve lost perspective. The scariest Halloween costumes in America in the past seventy-five years are not Freddy Kruger or aliens from outer space. They are costumes of a hobo with his earthly possessions on a stick or a WPA worker in khaki pants and a shovel in his hand. Those are the most terrifying images to Americans. The next time you read an article about the mortgage problem, keep that in mind. It will help with your perception.

By Myron Gushlak

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Fleeting Success

How do you measure success? A promotion at work? A raise? Perhaps having an article published r the purchase of a new vacation home. If I asked a hundred people, I'd get ninety-four different answers. But, unfortunately, the feeling of success is an ephemeral as a kiss. A moment of self-congratulations and contentment is quickly followed by a look to the horizon. What's next? You see it often if you follow sports. After applauding a player or a coach for a milestone victory, the question is immediately posed about the possibility of repeating the accomplishment. "What about next year?"

It's difficult tot savor a moment. We're not trained for it. It reminds me of a Kurt Vonnegut quote. "I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is'."

By Myron Gushlak