These are really tough times for many many people in our country.  Unemployment is around 10% with some sources saying it is closer to 18% if you count those who are under-employed and those who have given up seeking employment.  New housing starts down about 27% in July.  An all time low considering that we are in the “building season”.  Great uncertainty in the stock market with the DOW and NASDAQ performing like a roller coaster.  A double-dip recession is a definite possibility and with a “FED” that seemingly does not have a clue.  Two wars.  A rookie president.  We major on the minors because we are afraid to make the big decisions.  Too worried about getting reelected in November–2012–whatever.

This is a great time to re-read one of my favorite poems from one of my favorite authors–Rudyard Kipling.  Take a look.


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!

When I am “bummed out”, having had a really bad day, week, month, etc I always read this short poem.  I don’t know why it helps but it always does.  I hope you have had a great week, month, year to date and definitely wish the same for the remainder of the year.  Let’s all keep the faith-engage-stay close to our families-work like the devil to get out of this mess and look forward to better times.  They will come again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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