The Way We Live Now: Up to expectations. We see the expectations, and we fulfill them, "being all that we can be," we tell ourselves, while in fact wallowing in the sordid, muddy, lowness. Of expectations.
Dutch dairy farmers who left their little dairy farms in the Netherlands in order to start bigger dairy farms in the US are now mad because the man who was supposed to help them do this did not in fact help them do it, but he says hey, there's a recession, and plus the price of milk sucks. Did Dutch dairy farmers expect that they would not have their hearts broken by America, somehow? If so, why?
Poor small time vendors who hoped to make a few bucks selling candy and bouquets for Valentine's day from small folding card tables had their dreams cruelly shattered, as their investments failed and nobody bought nothing for Valentine's day, because we are all broke and consequently love is dead. We told you that was gonna happen.
These things are to be expected.