What we have got here is a PERFECT STORM (the simultaneous occurrence of weather events which, taken individually, would be far less powerful than the storm resulting from their chance combination. Such occurrences are rare by their very nature, so that even a slight change in any one event contributing to the perfect storm would lessen its overall impact.
The chances of having had all of the political bullshit leading up to this impending depression line up perfectly like some sort of fiscal super eclipse are exceedingly rare. Rare it may be, but here we are: the shit has hit the fan.
I am not much on praying and church-ey stuff, but I am sure hoping hard that our imperfect Congress and President can figure out some way to reign in the bankers and criminal stock brokers to a reasonably low noise level. Seems to me there is only X amount of money to go around, and there are a bunch of people who feel entitled to having very many people's share in their own personal portfolio. These people have no compunction whatsoever of firing thousands and thousands of American workers to be replaced by cheaper legal immigrants and offshoring. This aint gonna work.
One of the things that I am doing to try to get prepared for what could be a long weird trip is I have gotten me a raggedy old used rototiller and am starting a big 'ol vege patch. I am real angry, and real frightened about our future, or lack of it.
Over 20 years ago I gave up on living way out in the mountains and trying to eke out a completely self-sufficient, organic lifestyle. Sometimes I wish I could go back, but the truth is I drank a lot back then, and life changes, if one is willing to allow it to. We are pretty satisfied with the little life we have here at the beach, in spite of being ready to sell it all and move off to New Zealand for a calmer, warmer existence.