Okay, I’m willing. I’m ready to believe. Baptize me in the Way of the Market. Lay that holy vitamin-enhanced caffeine-laden sports water on my brow, and let me be financially healed! So, where do I get my money when my job disappears? Please be specific.
Actually, they did happen in those years. It’s a cycle, and it’s getting worse. We may rise out of this one again, and hit another bubble, but the necessity of well-paid employees is declining. It’s a buyer’s market when it comes to employees, and it will be for some time, unless the Mystical Market Forces cough up some new industries that (despite advances in productivity) need a whole lot of employees in the US (despite the ready availability of foreign workers) and can sell their products at a low enough price that they can be bought by a whole lot of people who are currently out of work.
I have a good job, and so does my boyfriend. Neither of us have any faith in our jobs being around next year. So what are we doing? We’re saving money, buying less, and this summer we’re moving to a smaller house that will be easier to afford in the event one of us falls victim to the whims of the Market. We’re not doing much to help the economy, I’m afraid. There are a lot of folks out there who are reacting to the job market the same way, preparing for the worst. And that’s just going to make the worst more likely. And the wealthy who own the media and the wealthy in the government and the wealthy who employ us tell us “Trust us! Everything will work out for the best, even if we don’t give a damn about your wellbeing. The rules of the market will take care of everyone, after they’ve taken really good care of us! Don’t worry about your lack of health care and income, it’s all for the best in the long run. And we determine what’s best. So don’t worry.”
And it’s all giving me a whole new perspective on why a bizarre idea like communism caught on around the turn of the century.