Halloween Hippie

Halloween Hippie

It has been some time since I spent mornings blogging. I have been occupied with developing a financial advisory practice; although I have succeeded, something feels inexplicably absent. I miss conversing with you and offering a thought or two. You might agree or disagree. I know one thing: I am not alone in feeling this way, like an abused spouse with nowhere to go.

Since early 2025, an endless stream of verbal and mental abuse has returned. I attempt to ignore it, yet it worsens just as I believe we have heard the last absurd idea. My anxiety rises sharply, and my disbelief grows. Those once concerned about communism now embrace Putin and his oligarchs for the Art of the Deal. Money, greed, corruption, and power have gripped our government and are supported from evangelical pulpits and white nationalists.

I am living a nightmare, but I know I am not alone. I manage volatile markets and hedge against frequent swings as investors observe both our massive debt and failing foreign policies. The divide between those who possess wealth and those who work without it has expanded.

Progressives seeking change are called socialists and communists, much as they were during Hoover’s era. Franklin Roosevelt stepped forward to expand government’s role to serve and protect the people. His premise was that we all benefit when everyone benefits.

Imagine reviving that idea today—renewing promise and hope and restoring the American Dream for everyone, not just the top 1%. Roll back the tax cuts, eliminate the tariffs, increase