It’s filtering to the masses: The economy is cratering! Recession! Depression! Doom!
My mother-in-law is no longer technically a shut-in, but she does watch a lot of cable news. My beautiful wife is steeped in the non-profit world and other feminine sources of information. And even the newspapers that are nominally Trump-supporting such as the New York Post have to fill column inches and screen pixels several times a day, so some doom-mongering is inevitable. They’re starting to fear in a herd-like fashion.
But.
In recent years, during what was presented as the best economic recovery ever, Jack, the price of gas and groceries effectively doubled? And that was fine?
But now the word tariffs gets screamed from the broadcast tours and the tubes and wires of the Internet, and now we’re supposed to panic?
Yeah, nobody’s hair is on fire, and day-to-day has not changed.
I guess a lot of government people are out of work and uncertain. Kind of like tech jobs have been shed over recent years by the tens of thousands and how manufacturing jobs have evaporated en masse in the last couple of decades.
Head down, everyone, and carry on. No one knows what lies ahead.
