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Paper Dolls for Christmas
Hey, while you recover from just one more attack on society to effect change (that is, enrage those in uniform to kill you with relish and mustard (gas)), take a moment to solemnly remember the holiday where Santa Claus cradled the baby Jesus before carving a bunch of nutcrackers for little boys to torture their little sisters with.
But seriously, instead of shopping the hectic malls and midnight madness sales, jump on over to Martha White’s favourite cook, Rhonda Vincent, for a set of paper dolls. She’ll be glad you did.
Y’all be sure to stop by next week, when we’ll surely have a hot batch of buns in the oven…and we don’t mean the football team’s been raiding the sorority houses again!
Miley Cyrus to lead group of Tatas
Wait, sorry…I was having a dyslexic moment, it’s the other way around: Cyrus Mistry to lead Tata Group
Take nothing for granted, granite included
If I knew that our solar system was packed with living things (at least in the way we choose to define the term “living”), would I feel as compelled as I do to encourage us to devote xx.xx% of our resources toward populating the cosmos with living things from Earth?
The WordPress front page displayed a link to a blog entry titled, “Off the Couch and Into the Streets.” Rarely do I feel compelled to comment on a blog entry but I added one to Coleen’s:
Your blog entry popped up on the front page of WordPress, and the title “Off the couch and into the streets” caught my attention because I’m looking for a fun way to lose some extra weight. Thus, my expectations were different than you might have expected when you wrote this blog entry.
The Occupy [your locale] movement, Arab Spring, and any/all protestations against the common/established social structure are perennial, which usually fall under the label “counterculture.” I encourage you to feel and act differently, supporting your subcultural beliefs no matter how much you may feel crushed/oppressed by the common culture under which you live and socialise.
Having grown up during the 1960s global counterculture movement, my perspective, as a child at the tailend of the Baby Boomer generation, has taught and continues to teach me that those who protest will encourage others to act in less obvious, newsworthy manners, to effect longterm change.
I’m glad you have a job which gave you the flexibility and courage to join those who wanted to voice their displeasure with the current state of our common culture [one] day on the streets of Denver. Hopefully, through your job and with your friends, you can be the change you want to see today and into the future.
How do we express ourselves daily? In other words, do we carefully consider the words we use in social exchanges?
Saying I am the “99%” or I am the “1%” or any other label automatically establishes an artificial barrier.
Reminds me of taking the Myers-Briggs personality profile test as a requirement of working in a certain department at a company full of a variety of personality types, including conformists and nonconformists. After taking the test and, with another person who had gotten the same personality profile, saying that the test results were bogus, was informed that those who received that particular personality profile were prone to say the test results were bogus.
I feel the same way about the Occupy movement. The participants brag about how diverse and unlabelable they are — yet, they quickly chant about the “99%” and the “1%” without blinking a self-conscious inner eye.
Another commenter said, “It’s like telling a child “You just like to argue” and the child keeps saying “Nuh uh!”.” The same goes for those who are being labeled by the diverse Occupy movement participants.
To be frank, when I hear the Occupy movement chants through mass media soundbites, all I can think is, “Well, what if I’m one of the 1%? So what? Didn’t I earn my place in this financial position by saving (using the old adage of “pay yourself first”) and spending wisely? Sure, some of my Nike shoes or my wife’s Kathy Lee Gifford designer clothes were made using kids paid ‘slave wages’ but I stopped buying those items after I found out about their manufacturing sources. The University of Oregon and Stanford University, home to some students who have protested, didn’t refuse Phil Knight’s donations nor did the students refuse to attend those universities. Regis Philbin, a person apparently beloved by many, didn’t stop being Kathy Lee Gifford’s friend. I don’t have all the time in the world to investigate the raw material source and manufacturing location of every item I buy but will make reasonable changes when I find out. Some parts of me are just as susceptible to instant gratification and buyer remorse as anyone else in the 1% or 99% (i.e., all seven billion of us).”
That’s why using or not using labels is important to me. Also why I lump us all together into the label of “seven billion of us.” We’re in this thing as one. One planet, one global infrastructure, one solar ecosystem.
How do we train ourselves and one another to seek rewarding goals that limit destructive and detrimental effects on others, regardless of our entrenched differences?
This time of year, I look out the window and bare trees expose the view of row after row of shingled suburban rooftops.
The mortgage on my house has been paid off. The majority of mortgages for the rooftops out there are probably still being paid for.
Shall I blame or thank the finance/banking industry for suburban sprawl that makes my skin crawl?
Shall I adjust my view to show myself the people occupying those suburban boxes are paying taxes that support the roads that allow me to drive to unoccupied parks and forests set aside for my enjoyment via local/state/national proclamation and financial support?
If, as one person said, the rich have enough money to pay for half the population to control/kill the other half, where does that put me?
Well, I know where it puts where I want to be. I want to be one of the rich and when I get there, I don’t want to have to redistribute my wealth unnecessarily. I admit I like having the total population of my species at my control. I want to be Phil Knight and say, “Yeah, so what if my products have been made in sweat shops? My personally-directed donations are creating a whole new crop of those who will rule from the top”. If I’m going to be labeled as part of the 1%, I want to be Bill Gates, Carlos Slim, Pierre Omidyar or Vladimir Putin, not a homeless person as part of the poorest 1%.
Tiny leaves float through the air outside the window. A woodpecker hops up and down tree limbs, presumably looking for hidden insects to munch upon.
Both public and private money has given me the time to sit here and make these comments. It’ll take 100% of us to improve our conditions, if we so choose.
Yes, our global economy is not perfect and never will be perfect. It displays characteristics of both an open and a closed-loop system, subject to the advantages and disadvantages of each.
Can we show how unselfish we are and share our wealth, of knowledge and financial gains, accordingly, while some of us compete against each other in the chess game of life to make things better for our descendants?
Live happily in the fact that today’s 1% will not be tomorrow’s 1% nor will today’s 99% be tomorrow’s.
If you don’t like what’s going on, take the opportunity to change it. If you don’t like accumulating massive debt to pay for a college education, find a company that’ll hire you for your current skills/talents despite the lack of a diploma. I did. But I eventually got around to completing a bachelor’s degree just to prove I can (and got my company to foot the bill – hey, I wasn’t born yesterday – which set me up for a career ladder promotion that wasn’t interesting to me, but that’s another story).
Nothing is set in stone, except perhaps your date of death, and even that fades with time and exposure to the elements.
Think the members of the U.S. Congress who sit on a supercommittee can cut over $1T from the U.S. government budget and make everyone happy? Wanna make a bet?
If it was me, I’d spread the cuts proportionally to those who are expected NOT to vote in the next election. Hey, it’s only fair, is it not? The U.S. is a democratic republic where lawful citizens have the right to participate in electing legislative, executive and some judicial representatives. Those who choose not to participate, or vote, get less of the government pie to eat – isn’t that one of the tales we learned in kindergarten?
We’ll see what we see when the time comes…
ECHO: [Your favourite deity] helps those who help themselves
Thanks to Chris at Mr. Electric for installing the transfer switch that’ll allow my family and me to take our household wiring off the local electric utility grid and power our home using a gas-powered generator, solar panels, biomass, wind turbine, etc.
While the world of our species boils and bubbles, it’s the little actions we take that make the biggest differences in the long-term.
The balance of power is constantly calibrated.
A mourning dove and a redtailed hawk vie for the warmest spot in the sunlight on this cool, midautumn day. One flies away and the other arrives on the same swinging tree branch in the afternoon breeze outside the window.
A metaphor for something, I’m sure.
Do you want to fail the mass media test via your own mass media company?
Image management, something not a single dust particle on Mars has a clue about. Do you?
Time to fill the hole in the garage where mice have chewed their way into the house. No more live play toys for our cats – sorry, guys!
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As I settle back down, calm in the knowledge that my mother in-law is no more, I can clear my thoughts and look at the future again.
My network of hackers, business associates, colleagues, and the generally curious are ready for the supercomputer’s next predictions and the Book of the Future’s look back at this time period from a thousand years later.
One colleague wants my assessment of today’s gender/race relations in view of the far[fetched] future.
In some cases, it’s best to look at life from the perspective of smaller units – states of energy – rather than from artificial constructs upon which we perpetuate myths that feed and feed on themselves.
You know, labels.
I am repeating myself again, aren’t I?
Time to let social metaphors flow off me like oily Gulf of Mexico water off a drowning duck’s back.
Sinking, sinking, sinking…meditating…shedding current myths and [sub]urban legends.
Past the readily-available jokes, puns and punchlines that pop up like weeds all over my thought trails.
Does the myth that we descended from hunter-gatherers still hold up?
What is the difference between a person who has to have a unified theory of everything and a person who can live with conflicting theories?
With Berlusconi gone and Assad not too far behind, where will we get the money we need to build off-world way stations on our way into and out of the solar system?
What if someone like Spencer Bacchus had enough voters like him to keep him in office, despite national group efforts to oust him? When is politics truly local or not? Does a member of Congress have the right to exercise the freedom to trade on the open stock market, despite negative connotations/appearances?
What is freedom of the individual person and how does it compare to character assassination in the news?
Which is worse to you, the business group trying to badmouth government leaders or government leaders trying to badmouth the business group?
Can we lump the whole mess – business groups and government leaders – into a giant, stinking pile and agree that if it looks like a giant, stinking pile and smells like a giant, stinking pile, then it must be a giant, stinking pile?
Some days, if I could eliminate all seven billion of us and let Earth pick up the pieces, I would.
Instead, I’m determined to find a way for all of us, regardless of perceived social rank/hierarchy, to matter in the course of Earth’s historic move to push life into the cosmos.
In the near term, our species is Earth’s best hope to accomplish that task, despite our many shortcomings.
But first, the small matter of a so-called supercommittee that’s about as useful in cleaning up government waste as letting hungry foxes guard the proverbial henhouse.
Proverbial? Perhaps?
Let the future begin.
Financial Medical Advice
When you go shopping, does your subculture encourage you to haggle over the price of the object you want to purchase?
Or do you walk into the market, see the price on display, and readily pay the posted amount without asking for a discount?
In my local subculture, I walk into a doctor’s office or hospital and see no posted prices for services to be rendered.
Instead, I hand the receptionist my medical insurance card(s) and after services are completed, I hand my credit card or cash to cover the cost of copay.
Days, weeks or months later, I receive a bill for the services.
The bill most often details the amount of money the doctor/hospital negotiated with the medical insurance company to cover the rendered services.
For instance, a recent surgery on my right wrist was listed as costing ~$9000 but the insurance company only paid about ~$900 and I owed a small copay ($250, if I remember correctly, that I paid before the surgery). [Followup office visits, usually $25 copay, were included for “free.”]
And now, I get to my mother in-law’s recent hospital stay that concluded in death.
Yesterday, a third-party payment company (which my wife jokingly calls an “ambulance chaser”) called to see if I planned to pursue payment from the nursing/assisted living home for the hospital bill.
Why would they do that?
Well, if my mother in-law’s insurance (Medicare plus supplemental) pays for the hospital bill, the negotiated amount will be substantially less than the hospital’s stated total (think “retail” (the hospital’s stated total) versus “wholesale” (the negotiated amount)).
However, if the third-party payment company (contracted by the hospital, if I understand their relationship to the medical community correctly, in this case) is giving given authorisation to pursue payment, they will try to extract the hospital’s stated total, taking for themselves, I’m sure, a flat fee or percentage, if successful in charging the nursing/assisted living company, where my mother in-law fell, for the full hospital bill.
In other words, should you find yourself having to pay for medical services, you will be charged the full amount. Therefore, be advised that you have plenty of room to negotiate a lower amount, easily down to the amount that insurance companies will pay; that is, if you have any haggling skills in you at all, unless you’re a retail shopper unaccustomed to bargaining for a deal.
In that case, ignore what you just read, and I’m going into the medical business, accepting only patients like you who are willing to pay retail.
By the way, this partially explains why doctors don’t perform as many free/pro bono services for the community as they used to, because it falsely gives medical insurance companies the right to claim that doctor services can be valued at zero.
More as it develops…
How…
Five data points, this time
I’ll leave it up to you to connect the dots:
When you need an excuse, any excuse will do.