When I was a kid, I was lucky to have woods to run in. One day, in a fit of youthful exuberance, I was running down a creekbed at full speed when WHAM! I found myself laying on my back in the creek, dazed, confused and bloody. The day before a neighbor put up a new barbed wire fence around his property, and it ran across this creek directly in my path. Laying there, I still couldn’t see it as I had lost my glasses in the encounter. What happened?
I think the same thing happened to the world’s economy. It was running pell mell straight into an invisible wall and BLAMO! We still don’t know what we hit. I didn’t like it then, and I don’t like it now.
One thing I do know, the barbed wire fence didn’t keep me out of the woods, but I did have to change how I did things.
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