For some time now, my disabled and retired machinist husband has watched with amusement when stock markets crash and rebound and broad financial indicators stutter and stammer. He has lived a lifetime of economic stress and difficulty and never once has he seen his personal wealth or lack thereof be of any great concern for those who trade and win and lose large sums of money in our world. I have often pushed him to worry with me and others about the details of our crisis de jour. He remains unmoved – though moderately amused and entertained at times. I fret.