How are you doing in the "War"?
I don't mean the Iraq War, or the War in Afghanistan or even the Nebulous Military Operation in Libya. I mean the "War On The Middle Class" that is allegedly raging around us. You don't hear much about this "war" in the national or local news. The main source of "information" on the "battles" seems to be issue ads on TV, radio and the internet. If you believe them, the "enemies" are the President, the Governor, Legislators, candidates for the State Supreme court and pretty much anyone else who makes more money than you do. Easy people to blame--but not the real cause of any perceived decine of the middle class.
To quote the comic strip character Pogo, "We have met the enemy...and he is us." The middle class has been "waging war"on itself for decades. And the deadliest weapon has been our own wallets. Our "lowest cost at any cost" shopping habits have eliminated millions of what used to be relatively stable domestic production jobs.
When Wal-Mart strong-armed Rubbermaid by refusing to raise its in-store prices as requested by the plastics maker--did you take up picket signs and form blockades to keep shoppers out of the stores? No, we happily bought the $2.00-cheaper, Chinese-produced garbage cans right next to the Rubbermaid units--driving the company into bankruptcy, a sale to another corporation, closure of the Ohio production plants and that work going to a new plant in China.
Did you donate to an "action committee" to run ads urging your neighbors to buy an American car? Or did you rave about the Toyota or Honda that you bought--swearing you would never buy from a Detroit automaker again?
Did you send out postcards telling parents that letting their kids sit in front of the TV or the computer all day would negatively affect them in the classroom--forcing school districts to create positions like "reading specialist" and "behavioral counselor"? Or did you demand that "somebody do something" so your child could learn?
Did you borrow just enough to buy a house that was just big enough to meet the needs of your family? Or did you get the jumbo, balloon, no-money down mortgage to buy a McMansion so that every family member could have their own bathroom--and parking stall in the four-car garage?
Perhaps we wouldn't need to be waging this "War On The Middle Class" if so many of those fighting weren't firing upon themselves. When my grandchildren ask me one day "Grandpa, what did you do during the War On The Middle Class?" I'll proudly tell them "I was a concientious objector."