Is it 1931?

From the Telegraph: Roosevelt took over a country where the economic machinery had completely broken down. The New York Stock Exchange and the Chicago Board of Trade had closed. Thirty-two states had shut their banks. Texas had restricted withdrawals to $10 a day.

Few states could borrow on the bond markets. Illinois and much of the South had stopped paying teachers. Schools closed for months. An army of 25,000 famished war veterans squatting in view of Congress had been charged by troopers of the 3rd US cavalry with naked sabres – led by a Major George Patton.

Okay, so maybe not quite.

As each day passes, I grow increasingly convinced that we're living in what will be the early years of a lost decade. Lost to digging ourselves out of this recession. Paying off debt. Stablizing the economy. Everyone is going to slow down. Job turnover - the voluntary kind - will grind to a hault. People will stop moving from city to city. We'll do the work of 3 or 4 people at the office. We'll stop sleeping. We'll work and work and work, and then find ourselves belly-up at the bar each night. And then we'll wake up one day at age 45 and realize that we lost the best years of our lives to the world's second great depression.

Poof. There go our (my?) twenties. Up in smoke.

at least we have music and romance.

1. "Crimson and Clover" - Tommy James and the Shondells
2. "My Love" - The Bird and the Bee
3. "Blood Bank" - Bon Iver
4. "Head Dress" - Amazing Baby