I believe that my journey across the divide can comfort, perhaps inspire, others in similar situations. People have been discombobulated, disenfranchised and marginalized during this economic downturn, or shall I say, collapse. MBA’s, PHD’s, fraternize with interns as they grasp, once again, the first rung of a ladder that they’d climbed successfully only years before. One’s involvement with life is defined in part by their contribution. Psychic income is a powerful motivator. But what have we been contributing to – a grossly enlarged golden parachute for C level executives? Have we created better lives or working environments for ourselves or our children?
Romney fattened his pockets and fed his children through dismantling companies after burdening them with impossible debt, taking his profits and moving on. Great article: http://tinyurl.com/cmqv7t6. I thought that we created in America. I thought that creation was part of the American Dream. As long as stocks rise and prices are inflated, we’re all happy, right? But when we sit back with a glass of Scotch or chilled martini what do we behold? Have we created art? Have we contributed to the sustainability of the American Culture, or are we halfway to Prada, or Blahnik to festoon the visible signs of our collective looting?
These issues are too complex for me. I know that I’m a talented businesswoman who has played a large role in building several businesses and that I shouldn’t be fretting over where my next gig will come or when it will come. How does one circumnavigate the pitfalls without compromising their beliefs?
Still when all the debates have been debated and the talking heads are silent, I’d rather be browsing online for a ticket to Paris and discussing Thanksgiving plans with my partner. Maybe we’ve all settled for less. And therein lies the difference – the flaw in the equation that doesn’t add up when we take a moment to review our life.