On Wednesday we drove out to San Bernardino to meet with a client. It was warm, gray, and gloomy. Nothing like the blue sunny skies and cool breezes we left behind us at the beach. Nonetheless, it wasn’t the dreary weather producing the melancholy aura as we entered the city…it was the economy. For we’d passed into what has been called the Detroit of southern California.
If you’ve never been to San Bernardino, you can count it a blessing. In statistical terms, the place falls two standard deviations left of mean on a normal bell curve distribution of the range between heaven and hell. In common terms, the place is a hell hole.
Had there been an economic recovery, San Bernardino would’ve been the last place to know it. Thus, any sign of recovery over the last two years had not graced the empty storefronts and blighted street corners of the downtown business area. Still, hear at the Economic Prism we have a helpful heart and a soft spot for the down and out, so we made the trek out to the depths of the Inland Empire to offer our time and our talents…at market price.
Even though we were honoring a commitment to a project we wish we’d have passed on, we went about our business with curiosity. Continue reading




