Last Night

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Today, as the Failout bill, well, failed, and the Dow was plummeting, someone twitter that they were “sitting quietly waiting for the world to end.”  And that got me thinking.  What would you do if you knew the world was ending tonight?

Problem is, if we were told that news TODAY, we’d be in full denial and would go about our business into the abyss unawares.  So I thought, fine, let’s suppose we were given notice three months in advance.  And hundreds of scientists confirmed that, yes, now a month later, the world is in fact going to end in two months.

So hypothetically, you have two months to live.  What do you do?  What would I do?  Would we continue our normal lives hoping the scientists were wrong?  Would we feel that we’d better keep our jobs?  Or would you say, SEE YA!  And so I thought, hmmm, what WOULD I do?

Here’s the logician in me.  I start to think it through realistically.  If I quit, I’d be one of the last to do so.  And so by the time I quit, everyone else would too–cooks at my favorite restaurants, pilots of planes that could take me all over the world, gas exploration folks such that we’d have no fuel for our cars.

So, here I would sit with the world ending.  And I can’t eat at Galatoire’s or fly to Europe or even drive to New York City.  So, is that what I’d regret?  That I was “stuck” home?

And then I smiled.  I live in my most favorite city I have ever been to.  I am married to the best guy I’ve ever met.  Sun? Yeah, best daughter evah.  You see where I am going here.

So maybe I don’t care so much if this Failout doesn’t come to pass.  Or it does.  I have all I need to live blissfully.  And let the dust settle where it may on those who WILL suffer as a result.  I have empathy, of course, and won’t turn this into a political post.  But I never realized that I DO live like the world could end tomorrow.

Do you?

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