This column was originally published in the Austin American Statesman and was republished with permission from the author.
Have you ever seen “Lost in America?” It’s a comedy written and directed by Albert Brooks, who also stars in it. Brooks and his wife are yuppies who quit their jobs and sell everything they own. They buy an RV and with a $145,000 nest egg set off to see America. One of their first stops is Las Vegas, where the wife slips off at night and gambles away all their money. Brooks, beside himself, rants about the sanctity of their “nest egg.” His wife is nonplussed and finally tells Brooks to relax while she makes him breakfast. In total frustration Brooks yells, “Don’t touch that food! You might lose it!”
I feel like Albert Brooks. I don’t trust Austin with a dozen eggs, much less with our nest eggs.