June 10th, 2012
08:31 AM ET

Letters to the President #1238: 'Cliff diving'

Reporter's Note: I hope President Obama is having a nice Sunday. And I hope my daily letter makes it even nicer. But I would not count on that.

Dear Mr. President,

Remember those wonderful moments in the old Roadrunner cartoons when the relentless Wile E. Coyote would fall off a cliff; land on a branch, trampoline, or keg of dynamite; and get launched high into the air…only to fall off the cliff again.

Unfortunately, as much fun as it was to watch, it is a lot less pleasant to experience.

Seems like everyone in D.C. these days is talking about the economic cliff we are heading for by year’s end, unless something dramatic changes. Everyone seems to blame it on an array of things: business jitters, tax cuts (or the lack of them,) Europe’s troubles, the price of energy, yadda yadda yadda. I’ve read all the articles. I’ve considered all the causes and effects. Still, it is hard to make sense of why, precisely, this chasm is yawning before us, but everyone seems to agree that it is there, so we have no choice but to face it, I suppose.

From a simple taxpayer’s perspective, let me tell you this kind of talk is plenty depressing.

I mean seriously, when you’re clawing your way up from the bottom of a ravine, all scraped and bruised, the last thing you want to hear is that the canyon walls are crumbling from underneath you again. And the idea of accepting a new life down in the canyon is just as hard. After all, we’ve been mountaintop dwellers for so long it is difficult to contemplate life down in the valley. But if we keep falling off cliffs, I guess that’s where we’ll be.

Sorry to be such a downer on a Sunday. I truly hope all if well with you and yours.

Call if you can.