This has become a time of mergers, consolidations and downsizing.
It's the era of doing more with less, much less, doing without in fact, where those who care must choose who they can care a little less for so they can continue, in some whittled down way, to care.
These days, layoffs are common, raises are often rare and a once spoiled generation is perplexed as things are taken away, again and again, until all that is left is a memory to play with, of what once was, but may never be again.
Unemployment remains high, the number of homeless grows and organizations that offer public assistance and services work overtime as their caseloads swell, yet their resources shrink.
Locally, assistance groups fill motels up with individuals and families without homes, for a variety of reasons, the consequences of the Great Recession one of them.
Walk inside social services and it echoes, like a broken record, “I lost my job,” and “laid off,” and “I don't know what to do.”
I dare not look in their eyes, lest I lose myself in a hopelessness bred by a system that forgets broken parts as long as the giant wheel keeps turning round.
So, where is the unified outrage?
Where is the anger?
Have the voices, that when gathered gain strength, really been lost to the days without answers?
Lately, I've been attending meetings of municipalities and schools, and the slogan of doing more with less prevails and the discussion focuses around, what more can we take away without further breaking what has already been broken?
But wait, there's money somewhere. Government bailouts resulted in hefty bonuses for a market that seems to deserve punishment more than reward.
Various corporations that benefit from war report significant earnings, record earnings, as the majority of the country crawls on bloodied knees under the weight of the Great Recession.