Yesterday Marketplace used some Depeche Mode after an interview with smart guy Andrew Ross, who wrote a book (Too Big to Fail) about the gory mess that was The Great Recession.
(Ken Rogoff and Carmen Reinhart have recently placed our mess into historical context, like 800 years of context).
The Depeche Mode song was Never Let Me Down Again. (It sounded so good that I had a morning of Depeche Mode). Someone at Marketplace has both excellent music recall and wit to follow up a story about those at the helm of a crisis with the imperative to not let us down.
Now here's the Slurpee bit because there's a kind of chain reaction that swirls in Nanney Land and when I pull the handle, splat onto the blog it goes.
The song's lyrics include:
We're flying high
We're watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
Which, I believe, is a narrative about either tripping with his friend or the emotional arc of some friendships, especially young ones. Still relevant to the dim witted response of the regulators when The Mighty Bear went down? Maybe not.
I love the description of flying high. Because I am on my way to a Jung event tonight, I found myself mulling over the lyrics and especially a passage by Marie Louise von Franz about youth's search for euphoria, the flying high:
"What children are offered today in the way of religion is often insufficient and does not reach the emotional depths any longer. So, naturally, they have a longing to be ecstatically gripped and to experience moments in life where one is lifted out of one's miserable existence. Because they do not get the wine of the Holy Ghost, they drink the dirty water of the street instead." (from von Franz's The Golden Ass of Apuleius)
She goes on to catalogue the dirty water (e.g. drugs). But I have to wonder if those who financially engineered our way into the global mess are the same people who in college maybe found ecstasy in Depeche Mode. Probably not.