There’s an unopened credit card bill on my kitchen counter that I am trying not to think about. It’s been sitting there for days. There are three dental visits on it, a half-dozen trips to the gas station, a couple of boneheaded, “don’t-worry-I’ve-got-it” restaurant tabs, and at least two dozen other charges, half of which I won’t remember making.

I know I’m going to have to face the bill soon enough, but not just yet. One more day of blissful ignorance, I tell myself. But truth be told, leaving it sealed is making me feel ill.

It’s the same with the national debt, only on a slightly larger scale, of course. Millions of us are aware it’s out there — that nearly $16 trillion-and-growing Godzilla of a bill — but we try not to think about it in our daily lives. That sickening feeling about the future pervades nonetheless.

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