Chicken Little

In the past several days and weeks of economic uncertainty, political grandstanding, and talking heads playing the part of Chicken Little, I finally heard something that made sense today:

It doesn't make sense to point fingers, unless you are pointing the way out.

I was in the next room, so I couldn't see who said it, and don't recognize the voice, so I can't give credit.

Once I read that there is a balance to be sought between the catharsis that comes from talking about problems, and having talking about the problem becoming the problem.

If you turn off the sound and look around you, life is going on:

Groceries are being bought, high school bands took the field at half-time last night, college football is on tv today, church bells will ring tomorrow, lost dogs are found, there's a farmer's market up the road, neighbors are jogging by or walking dogs, here in the south we have beautiful a beautiful fall day...

I am at some risk in this market like many people. But I think we have to hold on to the fact that the normal activities of our lives fuel America's economy. And those things are going on by the millions. Just look around.

That's what I'm going to hold on to.