Okie dokie

Everything is just fine.

I am not Dana or Carmen, Bette or Shane.
I am not Bode Miller, who used the wrong skies.
I am not a Republican.
I am not a member of the cast of "Dancing with the Stars."
I am not living under two feet of snow in Connecticut.

So everything's fine.

The Dickinsonian oracle may think otherwise:

Could Hope inspect her Basis
Her Craft were done -
Has a fictitious Charter
Or it is none -

Balked in the vastest instance
But to renew -
Felled by but one assassin -
Prosperity -
(E. Dickinson, 1282)