I
was going to do another blog post Thursday evening but didn’t. Here it is three days later and I still haven’t
officially posted the next blog. 2013
has been a bad year for progressives; there’s no doubt about that at all. Whether you look at immigration or racial tolerance,
or bigotry against gays, or judicial fairness to Blacks, or the minimum wage
front or the implementation of the Affordable Care Act- - it’s all been
bad. You know some may wonder why I
blame President Obama because things are clearly worse now than they were five
or six years ago. Six years ago almost
qualifies as “The good old days”. You know
back when President Obama was first elected they referred to the preceding
eight years as “The lost decade of the oughts”.
But now those are the golden glory days by comparison. The nineties are way better. There’s no question about that. Some of the grotesque right wing political
distortions we see commonplace now- - were virtually unknown as 2007 came to a
close, and the first unmistakable signs of a major recession were showing
themselves. But we had no idea that now,
six years later, we would be going into the seventh year of this recession- -
which makes it rival the Great Depression in length- - and remember by 1936
there were strong signs we were well on our way to being out of that
Depression. This year unemployment is
improved on an almost infinetessable level- since people keep dropping out of
the labor market do to despair or dying off or something. The overall number of employed workers is far
below that of the beginning of 2008 and I don’t think there is even a vague
hope of reaching that figure in the foreseeable future. But I want to get back to the Obama question
by envoking the Ward Cleaver doctrine.
You know how that goes. The boys
say “Technically it wasn’t our fault and we could not have known” and Ward
would only tell them ‘You should have foreseen the possible consequences of
your acts therefore you are accountable”.
By this Ward Cleaver yardstick, President Obama is accountable for the
vast retreat of Progressivism in the face of the tea party. The first gleamings of the tea party were the
right wing speeches at the Republican convention. Back
then we are to believe- - if we just “didn’t worry about the stock market and
trusted the economy” then things would be fine- and our old people would have
proved to them how much better it is to invest in private accounts in stocks,
than it is in any government program. We
heard “Drill, baby drill”, and that we did indeed to. And of course they didn’t want the Iraq War
to ever end since it was so wonderful- - and we managed to prolong that war for
three years. In fact I’m kind of at a
loss to see how the republican speeches weren’t more what we have now- - than
any speech any democrat gave. If you’re
looking at the “Slam of the Day” against Christianity, it’s this. Sarah Palin reminded us about “all this hopey
change stuff”. Well the Christmas Story
is the ultimate “hopey-changie” story.
It’s a fairy tale. One we now
know didn’t come to pass. So Sarah Palin
did me a major mental favor by linking these two events- - because I sure see
the connection.
There has been a major
credit card hacking at Target stores from Thanksgiving weekend till around
December 11th. Target made
this scandal known on the fifteenth.
They said that every debit and credit card run through their machine may
have been mined for information from hackers who then rush right out and spend
the money as fast as they can before they’re caught. We are on page seven. And there is not enough for a blog post at
this time. I’d like to get another
cigarette because believe you me I need one.
Coffee can wait, at least for now.
Thursday night they
talked more of this “Duck Dynesty” program.
People hear that and they think maybe “What? Daffy Duck’s Greatest Hits of the past Sixty
years?” The guy is “daffy” all
right. He’s this bearded guy who looks
like some religious cult leader and he’s a little scary. He’s replete with all this hellfire and
damnation stuff. He said that Black
people were more “Godly” back when they were scared shitless of stepping out of
line and being lynched for the slightest offense. He says they were “happy and singing”. Well, they were under the gun. For the guy to say he never saw a Black man
mistreated is silly. This is the era of
Black drinking fountains and restrooms, where Black people can’t go into a
restaurant and if they are lucky, they can get served around the back. If you even looked at a White man funny, or
even if you didn’t, if the white man didn’t think you were “submissive enough”
you’d get it. But this patriarch of the
program regards himself as a “Godly” man.
The other topic on Chris Matthews was this Iran getting Nukes topic. Because the question of what to do about it
is unresolved. Some say that the sanctions
worked and Iran has been brought to the negotiating table. Others say that Iran is playing us for a fool
and is developing Nukes and enriching uranium behind out back. But now they are saying Iran won’t be able to
develop a nuclear bomb for the remaining life of the Obama administration. There was talk too about minimum wages- -
and it could be argued it would ease “income inequity”. But the argument was also posed that a rise
in the lower wages would necessitate a rise on a LOT of people’s wages all up
the line. I see no reason why this
necessarily has to be so. At ten I went
out for one cup of coffee in the courtyard and then returned to KNX. But they did not have the “program feed” from
Melinda Lee until 10:37, and then I listened till almost eleven- - with a small
dash of Bill Handel.
Peter Asher of Peter and Gordon headed up “Breakfast
with the Beatles” this week”. He played
the first three Beatles Christmas records up till ten and then played a strange
one by the Everley Brothers. He also
played “Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer” done in the style of “Taxman” and also “All
I want for Christmas is a Beatle” by some woman who was already 41 when she
recorded the song in 1963. Paul recorded
a demo of “I’ll Follow the Sun” at Peter Asher’s house in January 1964. During lunch someone’s radio was playing the
1968 Beatles Christmas message. As you
can tell I feel like I’m going through the motions- but mainly plagued by
various anxieties due to so many numerous unresolved issues- - and lack of
nicotine has diminished my concentration ability.
This
is Saturday December 21, 2013 the shortest day of the year. Mario just hounded me for a short when I had
just received a cigarette from a guy. I
had been desperate before dinner to have a cigarette and I didn’t get a
puff. After dinner I got a short- - and
Mario is already smoking a cigarette and ten seconds after he puts that one out
he asks for mine. And I’m dumb enough to
give it to him. We had a decent chicken
and pasta casserole but the portion was small.
There was also a salad and a dinner roll. The guy comes out with ice cream and
invariably serves the north table first and then goes back to the kitchen to
get the diabetic ice cream. After
serving that seconds on dinner come around the other way. Our table was the very last to be served- -
after the north table. But then the guy
pulls the tray away and Owen and I object.
It seems Jim or someone was complaining and I heard Jim say, “He’s never
happy unless he’s served first”. At
least I’d like to be served last. The
guy came back and served our table and then went back to Jim. These “doubling back” routings are raw
dealing. But then the raspberry sherbet
runs out about two people before he got to me.
But a few minutes later we got chocolate chip. I still wasn’t full.
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