Okay, the Depression is officially here again. The requisite Spam-is-selling-like-cupcakes story has surfaced in the hometown paper, although with no indication anyone involved understands that processed crap that sells for $2.40 for 12 ounces is not exactly a bargain when overly subsidized meat is the one steal left in supermarkets. My Sunday paper had ads for chuck steak for all of $1.99 a pound (not three-quarters of a pound). Of all reflexes, the urge to reach for a cliché is hardest to break. Guess it’s not so surprising that business reporters missed the whole buildup of the housing bubble if they can be so easily conned by a chestnut of spiced ham.