The American Great Depression of the 1930’s was the greatest crisis of capitalism ever to occur in the world. Twenty five percent of the American workforce was unemployed. Small farmers were struggling to make ends meet, crops cost more to produce than they could be sold for. More than 9,000 banks had closed their doors and their depositors had lost more than 2.5 billion dollars.
Today I found myself in an awkward situation as I witnessed the effects of the recession on a dear friend of mine.
Recently some of you have expressed concern that I was attacking athletic scholars and scholarships. This article was not written to do that. This article points out the need for accessable post secondary education without the monetary objective.
It is so weird how money can make people go mad. Financial insecurity has been the number one cause of my stress, and I think many people are in the same boat. Everywhere I go I am hearing about everyone's concern for the economy and what a sting this recession is giving them. People spread the anxiety like a virus.
Five-year reunions (and other year reunions) are seen as an expensive necessity for almost anyone. There aren’t a lot of people who thrive on seeing those who they didn’t want or need to stay in contact with after their years in school with. But, a lot of people still go. Why?
Tired of hearing about turning off lights when you leave the room, turning your air conditioner a few degrees up, and other common sense ways to save money and be green?
In an attempt to promote his new book Marketing Revolution, author Tung Desem Waringin dropped money from an airplane in Indonesia. Tung was no stranger to publicity stunts, having also ridden a horse through Jakarta dressed as the country’s most famous war hero to promote his first book. The Indonesian self-help guru let 100 million rupiah (approximately 11,000 American dollars) rain down over a soccer field today in Serang, Indonesia.
In elementary school, I loved Art. I mean, I really, really loved Art. I tried my hardest each time I had class, and my work even got chosen to be displayed in the Capitol Art Exhibit in Atlanta. After I finished my art classes in highschool, I fell out of the habit, and out of the hobby I used to spend so much time pursuing.
