The latest government shutdown moved an Inc. editor, married to a federal employee, to poetry.
Compared to the government shutdowns during the Clinton administration, today's shutdown is more ideological, more bitter, and potentially far more damaging to the economy and outlook for business owners.
But for furloughed federal employees and their families, the practical effect is all too familiar. Last night's debacle in Washington moved Inc. editor-at-large Leigh Buchanan, who is married to a federal employee, to dig out this poem, which she wrote during the last shutdown.
Lament of the Federal Employee's Spouse
When first we met, I would have bet That you had great potential But now I know that isn't so For you are non-essential.
I turned your head, your ego fed With treatment preferential But now it seems those were but dreams For you are non-essential.
If you could sing a song like Sting Or gab like Walter Winchell Then there'd be cause for my applause But you are non-essential.
That I'd find out there was no doubt Discovery was eventual But though it's queer, my furloughed dear To me you're STILL essential.