Of Course, It's the Start of the Roaring 20s, So Pack Away Your Doom-and-Gloom Game Face (hopefully for a decade)

 The Roaring 20s sure seem to be back.  

One sign of wild exuberance is the nonstop surge of the stock market.  We boomers who used to check the Dow compulsively with dread have circled back to embracing the mascot of our youth Alfred E. Neuman. His mantra was "What Me Worry."

If your work is not in the category of manpower slashers (sadly that is still going on, maybe even increasing), you can expect wage boosts because productivity is up. Your employer or those contracting your service have no choice but to measure your output as valuable. 

Inflation isn't all that bad. And what is more of us can afford.

And there is no longer stigma in renting instead of owning. It's cool to stop riding the lawn mower and doing all the house stuff that makes us come across as our parents. Be out there, enjoy.

A sign of that settling in of let the good times roll is that even in the troubled law-firm sector Paul, Weiss is go-go growth and is leasing mega space in Midtown Manhattan. The new joke in commercial real estate could be that Paul, Weiss chair Brad Karp saved NYC. Make him Time Person of the Year in 2024.

Another development is that you don't go to the gym expecting to gaze at 20-something bods. Fitness centers are too packed with the aging cycling away to increase the odds of longevity. The hell with that fretting about outliving their money. Instead, live. The investments are doing jolly fine. 

And, isn't Isn't that Amazon commercial with the three elderly women sledding down the hill beautiful. How content they are with themselves and with each other.  Hey, who need the aging think tanks to supposedly nudge the over-65 to "feel good about themselves." Stop all that. Here is that Amazon commercial. Have tissues ready.

And more who come to me for coaching are focusing on how to get ahead in the organization, not in high angst about a layoff.

Obviously those who profit from observing pain and misery will be ducked. Such downers.

At the top of the list of those downers are the gunners for influence associated with establishment media, social media and professional anonymous networks. More happy-clapping coverage and easy useful tips for even a better tomorrow are expected. Among the latter could be how to increase ROI by being let in by the alternate asset management funds. 

In addition, knock off the pounding of America. Woke is so over. At least things here aren't as bad as in China with its massive youth unemployment/ennui and in Viet Nam which one shop offed 300 cats a month. A whole section of X is devoted to rescue dogs and cats in America.  

Election year 2024 could return to old-fashioned boom-boom politics celebrating how good we have it and how there will lots more of that. Three chickens (with skin removed for great health) in every pot. 

Giving is also good. So tired is the rap on the evils of capitalism. Prominent lawyer who added on the role of CEO of an oncology firm John Tarantino has 20 million views for his inspirational Ted Talk "Redemption Stories." His three children, unlike all the badmouthing about youth, do not have to depend on the Bank of Dad. They are successes. Dad contributed the funds from his wife Patrice's insurance policy after her soul-wrenching death from cancer to charity, as well as the proceeds from the family house. At age almost-69, Tarantino has become so hot on LinkedIn. Folks love his message.

The appropriate New Year's Resolution is to help the good times roll, without ignoring those in need. Political consultants can run with that meme. 

Want to make hay while the sun shines? Complimentary consultation that could even be fun. Contact Intuitive Coach  Jane Genova for an appointment (text/phone on 203-468-8579. email at janegenova374@gmail.com)



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