Optimism begs the occasional reminder, be that passages from Frankl's Man's Search for Meaning, or some such unique and specific meaning defined in personal essays. While it is presumptuous to state that I have overcome significant adversities and uncertainties, I do believe that life has bestowed upon me valuable lessons in stoic perseverance and rational optimism.
What matters more to the Econ? Justification of indignation or a wide berth from the Velvet Coffin?
"Standing outside we saw sinister clouds glowing in the west and the whole sky alive with clouds of everchanging shapes and colors, from steel blue to blood red. The desolate grey mud huts provided a sharp contrast, while the puddles on the muddy ground reflected the glowing sky. Then, after minutes of moving silence, one prisoner said to another: 'how beautiful the world could be!' "