the great excuse called recession

print and tv, online media, experts and non-profit orgs repeat it like an anti-mantra for the last couple of months: recession, recession, recession.

the tragedy happens every day: staff reductions, smaller budgets, unpaid work overlaod, loss, downsizing, insecurity, chaos.

this all is very sad. one of the saddest things about it is the motivation collapse and certainly the tendency to false excuses.

people in companies e.g. don't have the motivation to solve problems and find optimal solutions anymore. because you can balme failure anytime on the recession. it didn't work, ah the recession. we tried but...the recession. why to think about it again when...the recession.

it's hard to give your best when not much is making sense anymore but there is no other way. how can things get better again?
try to stay positive: we are so fortunate not the have e.g. war. what do our grannies and grandpas would say about it? they certainly can remember darker times: inflation, hunger, death.

so, until we have our airbooks and can afford to book a trip let's try to give it a try. recession is part of life. and after it often comes growth and stability.

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equal in sadness?

just one short visit of secret tweet and you do believe that sometimes life is stranger than fiction. life has changed in so many ways in the last centuries, things have been made easier for us - the inhabitants of the 21st century. but many main issues in human life haven't changed an inch.

nowadays there are many unhappy hearts under a satisfied skin. healthy bodies, perfect smiles, harmonious vitas and social schedules. and still sadness doesn't belong to the issues we learnt to deal with in an ideal way.

we can't avoid sadness, we certainly can pretend that we are fine but in many cases this state is just being assumed by the presence of a happy surface.

lately i have been thinking about the different ways of being sad: some look snow-whity beautiful, some look simply ugly in their craving for luck and love.
and here is another paradox - while some take xanax and become alcoholics there are some individuals who can sit down comfortably enough in this space of deep saddening feelings and write songs like "faith", or sonnets, compose tangos or symphonies and pain(t) chef d'oeuvres. or just express their feeligs creatively - write a blog-post about the sad story -  and not destructively. not just cry like babies or worse - behave like complete retards. this looks unfair to me. why aren't we equal in sadness?

maybe because we are all so different and should accept that nothing however familiar it sounds, isn't the same for two individuals.
and perhaps when stopping comparing we can become happier. why compare with others (often the greatest source of unhappiness) when we are completely different?

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