Without hope you're hopeless and I refuse to allow the unbelievable changes currently assaulting our economy and our political system to bring about my own personal Great Depression.
Marching out of Yorktown to surrender the British Army played the song "The World Turned Upside Down." As I drive to Meg Lo Mart to make my latest deposit of monopoly money in a Chinese savings account all I can do is mumble the final tag-line of the Wicked Witch of the West, "What a world? What a world?"