Great Depression – Anton Martin Smith Writer

“The Unrecognised Jungian Shadow Of Being Too Depressingly Positive”

February 16, 2026February 16, 2026Posted in UncategorizedTagged Carl Jung, depression, Great Depression, Jung, Jungian shadow, Life Strategies, Mental Health, PositivityLeave a comment

by Anton Martin Smith antonmartinsmithwrites@gmail.com

Yes being a depressed person is not good.

But so is being ‘always positive’.

Neither cases are good.

The overly positive types are likely to seed chaos with a smile,

& not even know that they are doing so.

They’ve juiced their brains to say “everything’s great”.

They are embodied in the real-estate-agent-attracting-fake-uneducated-life-coach-guru.

These types are indeed WMD’s in their own right.

They’ll keep whooping & hollering together in a big room,

While they raise the rents on the supermarket worker, the nurse, the, mechanic –

The ones that lubricate a functioning society.

I’m no Marxist – I love entrepreneurship the kind that shows human human birdsong,

But the smoke & mirror economy is all because of imbalanced boom in untrammeled sh*t talkers.

We need positivity mixed with respect for knowledge and systemic harmony,

We need positivity that ‘lifts all boats’.

At least the depressives are too lacking in energy to destroy the world quickly,

For you have to be an go getter & an early riser to create a Great Depression.

Let us be a people with both our heads in the clouds and our feet on the ground,

Who are also not afraid of their own long trailing Jungian shadow.

For there’s nothing worse that to be enveloped in & saddled by,

The Unrecognised Jungian Shadow Of Being Too Depressingly Positive”

“Willard died in ’35” (A Poem)

April 17, 2025April 18, 2025Posted in UncategorizedTagged 1929, 1987, 2008, 2020, Crash of 1929, Economics, Extreme Wealth, Great Depression, Greed, horror, Inequality, Market Crashes, Poems, vampire, Vampires, Wall St, writingLeave a comment

by Martin Anton Smith

The economy crashes when too many people blindly copy each other thinking they’ll make an easy buck.

The ruthless ones that control everything long term know this.

They’ve known it since the dawn of man & probably before that.

So they sit on the sidelines ready to pick over the carcasses.

It happened this way in 1929 1987 & 2008 & 2020.

I can just imagine some ancient fossilised vampire with his centuries old battlefeild skin all lined with the seeds of hundreds of years of faustian knowledge.

He’s both sitting & dwarfed by an oversize leather chair clubs & he’s pontificating to one of his fellow blood sucking kinsmen:

“Oh my Willard, isn’t it wonderful that the crash of ’29 is going to have its one-hundredth anniversary in a few years? I plan on making a killing like I did back then. Now where did I put my cup of virgin’s blood? It was here a second ago. There’s to many swooping seagulls around the graceful Buzzards round here Willard. Oh, there’s my cuppa blood – still warm too. But It’s always a bit sad to see the waitress’s wilt. But let’s hang on a few years till the real bloodbath in 2029 Willard…Willard?….WILLARD!??…oh silly me I forgot Willard died back in ’35 – partied too hard during the Depression, the silly schmuck!”

I don’t blame Willard for not being there – even a vampire has to have a few blood free days once in a while.

As Bertie the pontificating vampire had always said around the club during big paydays, “there is such a thing as too much of a good thing you know – that’s why we cut these big crashes in half these days – we were all to greedy in ’29”

Contrary to ’80s Wall St catch cry,

Greed is not good.