Mourning Lehman Brothers
Writing is a field really a lot insulated from the world of investment banking, but I can’t help but feel sad at the fall of the financial behemoth Lehman Brothers, the humiliation of Merrill Lynch and the peril faced by AIG.
We are living in interesting, uncertain times. Some of my most placid and indifferent friends have started watching CNBC and Bloomberg, trying to make sense of it all.
A lot of people (a few of who I personally know) are looking at lost jobs. A lot of my visitors are from the US, and I wonder what is going through their minds right now—hard to imagine from my insular existence in Malaysia. Writing fiction seems to be a terribly “Ivory Tower” activity right now, but you do what you do. So, it is back to writing exercises for me, and I hope things look up for everyone soon.
It’s a little scary, but for the most part, life goes on. I keep writing, they keep trading … the bail out of AIG will help stabilize things a bit, too.
Mostly, though, life goes on.
I know. Life has to go on. But I wish it was a little easier for all of us. Well, you know what they say about it being the darkest before dawn.
I find watching my country fall apart in stages a bit disconcerting and am selfishly glad to be living in Canada right now.
I feel for you Annie, sometimes I am the same about my country.