I think the world and its economy is a tad bit fucked at the moment.
But it a global phenomenon and yes, there are a few economies that are managing better than we are, and many that aren’t. France, Spain and Germany are all struggling with immigration, strikes over pensions and a shit load of other stuff. They are also closer to Russia and Iran if that gets really nasty.
Happier to muddle through here, in my own country, knowing this phase shall pass. It may take a decade, but I remember the 70s, the bread strikes, the power cuts, the queues outside the bakers. I remember my mum’s best friend breaking down with her brother was killed in the Falklands in 1982. I remember not having a TV and then having our first black n white one and the constant twiddling of the arial to get a half decent picture (and going to pay the weekly rental on a Thursday morning), I remember traipsing to the garage to fill a 1Gallon can with paraffin and the smell of the heater when I got home. I remember when angel delight and bread n butter was a treat when friends came for tea.When we dressed in coats to go to bed in the winter due to no central heating, the ice forming in sheets on the inside of your windows, weekly baths because the house was too fucking cold to get naked too often and a ‘shower’ was an attachment on the bath taps.
And I am not even sixty and my kids are still in uni (or about to start). I’m not really old and as a child we weren’t really even poor. That life was pretty normal.
And the stresses, worries and uncertainty? I’d rather manage them within THIS normal right now, in the knowledge it will pass. It did in the 70’s, it will again. And if it doesn’t, I’d rather get through it here than in another country that has its own political, economic and social problems. None of which are better, just different.
No country is perfect, but this country is mine.