Right now, I'm looking at at least three sky-is-falling alarmist diaries at the top of the rec list. Ohhhhhhhhhh Noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! The economy is crumbling! The bankers are pillaging us! We're gonna die!
Man up, you saps!
Is this Daily Kos, or Daily Kleenex? Is this the Netroots, or the Nut-less-roots?
Stop all this goddamn defeatism and get a pair. Things are better than they've ever been. How do I know? Because every goddamn kid from every income strata - even poverty - has a cellphone. And not just a cellphone - a fucking SMART phone. Those things - and their data plans - ain't cheap.
How do I know? Because every other house I pass has not one - but TWO satellite dishes on it - even in the poorest of poor neighborhoods.
How do I know? Because you belly-aching pansies don't know what hard times are. Things are a little tough, but they're nowhere near hard yet.
And I hope they never will get hard, because if THIS is what you think is the end of the world, you saps will never make it in real troubled times.