'In the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.'
- Abraham Lincoln -

Monday, October 08, 2012


Something's wrong.  We all know it.  We see it all around us.

Homes that have been on the market for years.  Friends, neighbors out of work.  With not a prayer of finding work.  Others  - fully trained, well-educated - not-so-proudly doing part-time tasks for minimum wage.  Still others doing the unthinkable - taking food stamps, as a last resort.  Factories everywhere shuttered.  Forever.  Here in Southwest Virginia, mines being shut down right and left. Prices skyrocketing.  Hopes crushed.

While Obama and the media celebrate a dramatic reduction in the unemployment rate last month (to a disgraceful 7.8%), the average American knows that it can't be right.  It's missing the mark.  There are too many people - millions upon millions - who are suffering.  And there are no real signs that it's going to get better.  If present course is maintained.

So, comes to us a political TV spot that encapsulates the mood of the nation, circa October, 2012.  In it, not a word is spoken.  One needn't be.  The feeling is expressed.  Profoundly.  Devastatingly.  Heartbreakingly.

"The Dinner Table":

A father who is out of work, who no longer has any sense of self-worth, and knows that he soon will not be able to provide for his family. A shame in his eyes that says, I'm so sorry. And a wife who looks to him with pleading eyes, wanting to know where they might get their next meal. And at her kids - apprehensively, appallingly - wondering what will happen to them.

What's going to happen to us?

7.8% unemployment and Barack Obama is jubilant.

The rest of America?

We're scared to death.

What's happening to our once great - and proud - country?