Got Hopes?

June 7, 2009 by David Eggleton

The Sunday paper came and I sorted the parts so I could zero in on what interests me.  A curious coincidence soon struck me.
 
First, I read Dilbert.  The boss started a statement he mysteriously couldn't finish.  Dilbert became more and more worried and agitated about the meaning of the silence and the boss's body language.  He concluded "My only hope is to injure myself and go on disability so he can't legally fire me."
 
I put the comics aside and opened the Ideas section to the editorial page, the cartoon of which included a couple at a kitchen table loaded with bills and demands for payment.  The fellow says "Our only hope is somebody stealing our identity."
 
I was amazed.  I was sad.  I didn't look for more expressions concerning hope.  As I worked on projects around my house, I thought about you all and hoped you share at least part of my view that, ultimately, we are each other's best hopes.