A green stoplight stands in front of the U.S. Capitol building at night in Washington, D.C. on Tuesday, Nov. 13, 2012.
(BLOOMBERG)
As lawmakers in Washington struggle to agree on a plan to avert deep spending cuts and tax increases, Rabbi David Wolpe of Sinai Temple in Los Angeles penned the following poem about the negotiations and the looming budget crisis.
Writes Wolpe:
At first I thought I’d do a riff
On the terrifying fiscal cliff;
That precipice where our scratch will soon
Careen off like a roadrunner cartoon.
But then I wondered, why give in
To despair (a fault, perhaps a sin)?
Assume the president and Boehner, John
Will talk-a-thon till crack of dawn.
And in this season of miracle
(Not being satirical, just empirical),
The cliff will morph into a cloud,
Our economy remain unbowed.
And at last the U.S. will not need to fear
Until the precipice recurs next year.
But cliffs that come and cliffs that go
Can be overlept (see Super Mario).
Don’t fall into the fiscal faze
Spend, gather – and happy holidays.
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