This is not Part 2 of Billy's First Job. My muse is on vacation to warmer climes and, since it snowed here today, I'm jealous. In this story, Billy, our perennial teenager and economic tyro, is afraid all the horror stories he's hearing about the imminent, world-wide, economic depression are true. It's Dads' job to help him understand the truth and, maybe, even prepare for the future.
Having listened and watched the absolute mess our government has made of our economy I just had to write this to, as my Dad used to say, vent my spleen. While this is copyrighted, I hereby give any reader my permission , to copy this and send to some official somewhere, even if its the Premiere of Russia.
This is the first of a new groupd of my essays and thoughts. The title is pretty self-explanatory. I am positive this will strike a chord in the minds of many of my readers. If so I would be very interested in hearing from you.
