Ever have one of those days when one little memory or action starts chain reaction? This happened to me this evening.
When I get a little depressed and think the markets will never become rational again, I go to Calculated Risk and look for one of Tanta's rockitorializing or spot-on posts. She's my guilty pleasure. After listening to "Doctor My Eyes" and watching Tanta slice and dice someone for trivializing the Bubble, I went searching for one thing and found another and had my "oh sh!t" moment of the week.
Things are going to get nasty and I do worry about the people who are going to be crushed through no fault of their own. Worrying led to frustration which then led to anger because I can't do jack to help these people. I was reminded of the "I'm sorry" website that sprang up after the 04' elections.
I keep a 2g memory stick of political art and photography and I saved a lot of the images from that site.
So I'm digging through my desk drawers for the stick and I came across a dark relic from the last big economic downturn. They are a set of business cards on beige paper printed to look like trading cards. They depict the four LAPD officers as Klan members and other hateful images. They were pressed into my hand outside the Federal building at Parker Center on April 29, 1992. I still have my "No Justice No Peace" sign and "Fire Gates" signs. I was about 7 feet away when the patrol car was flipped over by protestors. It had not be lit on fire... yet.
When I get a little depressed and think the markets will never become rational again, I go to Calculated Risk and look for one of Tanta's rockitorializing or spot-on posts. She's my guilty pleasure. After listening to "Doctor My Eyes" and watching Tanta slice and dice someone for trivializing the Bubble, I went searching for one thing and found another and had my "oh sh!t" moment of the week.
Things are going to get nasty and I do worry about the people who are going to be crushed through no fault of their own. Worrying led to frustration which then led to anger because I can't do jack to help these people. I was reminded of the "I'm sorry" website that sprang up after the 04' elections.
I keep a 2g memory stick of political art and photography and I saved a lot of the images from that site.
So I'm digging through my desk drawers for the stick and I came across a dark relic from the last big economic downturn. They are a set of business cards on beige paper printed to look like trading cards. They depict the four LAPD officers as Klan members and other hateful images. They were pressed into my hand outside the Federal building at Parker Center on April 29, 1992. I still have my "No Justice No Peace" sign and "Fire Gates" signs. I was about 7 feet away when the patrol car was flipped over by protestors. It had not be lit on fire... yet.
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