I was lying on my back on the lawn of River Run Tuesday night watching paragliders swirl through the air as Rickie Lee Jones sang a sultry ballad while barking orders at her soundman. I was wondering if those skydivers, aided by a gust of wind, would land on my face. But, that's just me. Everything was fine. Despite a torrential downpour a mere three hours earlier, the skies had changed dramatically emerging into a lovely August evening in the Wood River Valley.
You'd never know in this idyllic setting that the United States of America had recently avoided default staving off financial disaster by raising the debt ceiling until February. If only I could stave off my obligations in such a manner. I would call all creditors and inform them that my next payment to them would be on the first of the second month of the following year. Fair is fair.
As the "airmen" neared the concert event's air space, I was finally able to recognize each descending form individually: there was Visa and MasterCard and American Express coming directly at me. Then, Citi Bank, the Bank of America and AT&T Universal Card followed. Oh, look; it's St. Luke's, Cox Cable and Idaho Power!
"Hi, guys!" oh and what's this...hurray, the mortgage! Gee, they're all heading directly toward all of us!
Wait a minute. Wait a second. Could you just relax for an evening and enjoy yourself? Could you just live in the now and not project? Everything is going to be all right.
"Sing it, Rickety, it doesn't have to be perfect!"
Nice talking to you.