2012-Anxiety

We are standing on the edge of 2012 and I got to say, there is a lot of anxiety about it. Anxiety is just fluff unless there is some meat to it, some reality to go with our anxiety, and it looks like there is some of that to support our worries. A lot, as a matter of fact, like a whole herd of it.

The economy is starting to crawl out of the mire, unless of course, the European market tanks, which it probably will, sending us back into an even deeper tail spin. There's some good news for people struggling to keep or even find a job.

How about another earthquake like the one in Japan that we all got to see whole towns get slowly washed away. Like it was some bad NFL film in slow-motion, only this one was real.

Lets not forget the election of a new president or keeping the old one. You get two people pointing their fingers in the exact opposite direction and BOTH are telling the truth, at least a part of it is true, and its up to the voting public to figure out what part. That just makes the elections in November kinda sporty.

Of course you have to add in those wacky Mayans and their calendar ending on December 21st, symbolically meaning the end of the world. Couldn't it also mean they may have just run out of paper? Hmm? I mean, how far should they have carried out their calendar? When is too many days enough days for everyone to get the idea?

Add to all this the polar caps are melting and polar bears may become extinct; well there ya go, enough worries for all of us. So, what do we do?

We just need to love each other.

Yep, love. I said the 'L' word. This from a guy who thinks the use of a 2x4 along some of our politicians heads would be really good about now. We link arms and love each other. Now, if you know me you would know I am talking about love like god kind of love but what about finding that president of Iran a good woman? Huh? Bat-crap crazies need love too. Or all those Ayatollahs-have them find a woman that will peel her scarf away from her face long enough to give that guy a wink and a smile and he will forget all about being friends with the Al Queda-guaranteed.

How about when we get stressed, we call a friend and say "Hey, its me. I'm stressed." How about if we share that? Then the friend comes over and they sit outside and drink some soda and talk about crap? Or we take a kid who's dad or mom is over seas, divorced, dead and we go to a ball game, a burger, or just to Costco and they ride on the cart while we push?

If we are at the top of the food chain financially, it isn't far or even hard to fall to the bottom. Those at the bottom or in the middle can attest to that. It doesn't take a lot to stumble and hit bottom. The difference between me and that guy holding the cardboard on the corner can sometimes be tracked to one bad choice-that led to a second, then a third.

So what else can we do? Well, actually, that could be enough, oh, wait. We need to do one more thing. We all need to send President Ahmadinajad the link to E-Harmony. Hey, it could work.