Surviving the Polycrisis

When the world is running down

You make the best of what's still around.

-Sting

A pretty morning out on the lake, our last for a while as we head to Manhattan after Peg gets off work Thursday.

This morning I learned a new word, or maybe it was created overnight. A blogger I admire referred to another event in the "polycrisis", the national disaster we're living right now. His particular focus was upon DJT siccing DOJ, led by a reality TV judge, on the Chairman of the Fed over supposed irregularities in the renovation of the Federal Reserve headquarters. This from the guy who tore down the entire East Wing of the White House.

He's also decreed he'll prosecute any credit card lender that charges more than 10%, because he said so.

Market futures are down.

His plan to attack Greenland would put us at war with NATO. At least he's helping to get France and Germany on the same page. Who could've done that?

And what better way to delegitimize a grass roots overthrow of the awful Islamic Republic than to declare they protesters have a friend in MAGA?

All pretty bad. And Peg and me worried over what's going to happen to the retirement savings it took our working lives to accumulate and lose and get back again. If this plays out as it may, we'll be working for the rest of our lives at full afterburner.

Add to that the stress of this Manhattan adventure, and one has a recipe for crushing GERD and lunchtime cabernet. Not great, Bob. Not great at all.

Then again, England survived Cromwell, France Napoleon, Spain Franco. This too will pass. Just maybe not in our lifetimes.

But I have to conclude with a great bit of Christian witness on this gloomy Monday morning.