I covered an event today that featured an informal conversation with a member of Congress.
There were small business owners, elected officials and corporate executives in the crowd. There was plenty of food, conversation and a sense of prosperity, even in this slumping economy. No one there looked like they wondered where their next meal was coming from.
When I went out to my car and got ready to leave, I spotted an old guy pushing a shopping cart full of large pieces of cardboard.
Could he be looking to get money for the stuff? The sharp contrast of the environment I had just been in and the sight of this sad sack stuck with me, enough to write about it, anyway.
Maybe this person is actually a miserly millionaire, who would rather pick up trash than stay home and count his money. If it were me, I'd opt for staying home and counting my money.