Just In Case
I don’t feel like I’m living in The Great Depression. I’m not a black and white picture. I don’t wait three hours on a food line just to get a brick of government cheese. I don’t have holes in my shoes. Live on a farm in the heart of the dust bowl. And hop trains across the country because I have no money. I’m not a hobo living in the Great Depression.
But according to the news, I might be. Which is odd because I have an apartment, a car, and a dog that loves me. I rode my bike 20 miles this morning before work. Ate a goat cheese omelet for breakfast. And dressed myself in a pink and white checkered shirt.
Maybe I’m out of touch. Or maybe the doomsayers who believe that the end of times is near are wrong. Maybe the capitalist experiment hasn’t failed. Adam Smith was right. And the communists, socialists, and the anarchists are still wrong.
Or maybe I’m just in denial. I am wrong. Which is why I need to start hedging my bets. I need to make sure that if the capitalist system does come crashing down, and the dollar becomes worth less than the peso, that there will still be people in this country who can help me survive.
Which is why I started using a new search engine called Good Search. It’s just like Google, but every time you use it, it gives 2 cents to your favorite charity. And if you purchase something online from Amazon or anywhere else, a portion of the proceeds also go to your favorite charity.
Right now my favorite charity is Americorp. It’s like the PeaceCorp for America. They’re getting all my search money. Because if something does happen, I want to make sure that it’s not just the little black kid in Ethiopia who is getting fed on 15 cents a day.
