Zimbabwe used to be a breadbasket for the Africa. Our equivalent of the Heartland of America.
Now, no food is harvested and the nation's economy is in shambles. Those who could, left. The remaining citizens are afraid to participate in elections, if their vote is someone other than Mugabe.
Unless there is international intervention the madness will continue. On its present course, Mugabe's rule will this nation will be a footnote in Africa's history.
This administration has a burning need to spread democracy. But I guess that is only in oil rich regions.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Oh, Oh Sheila!
Were the trips and furs gifts from a lover or bribes?
Isn't grand a woman politician is getting involved in a sex scandal?
Isn't grand a woman politician is getting involved in a sex scandal?
Lieberman must go: Sign the Petition
Brave New Films has produced their finest work with Lieberman Must Go.
I don't know about you, but Lieberman should be returned to the private sector. I have had it with everything he represents.
I am a believer in free speech, but as a private citizen his microphone will be smaller.
I don't know about you, but Lieberman should be returned to the private sector. I have had it with everything he represents.
I am a believer in free speech, but as a private citizen his microphone will be smaller.
Dodd Feingold Fight FISA
These two are REALLY trying to save our Constitutional rights. What a concept!
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Frank Rich: Declare Victory and Come Home
There is a big difference between understanding history and getting stuck in the past. Some older folks have a tendency to see the world through their bifocals. Others are sensitive to the past with a full awareness of today's reality.
Frank Rich is dead-on when he points out Iraq is not Vietnam. This is not the 70s and pulling out will not make the Dems weak on defense.
McCain doesn't have the exclusive on these notions, Pelosi, Reid, Clintons, etal are stuck in that time period. They really need to exorcise those demons.
My father will turn 72 in July. He served his country and is a pretty smart guy. He keeps sharp by being engaged with politics, sports and (much to my horror) pop culture. He knows far too much about Britney and Beyonce. He, on occasions, forgets where he puts his keys.
My daughter one day asked me how old is McCain? 71 I responded. She gave it some thought. "He is the same age as PopPop, that not so old" she replied. Would you really want PopPop running the country? I asked. A hearty laugh ended that conversation.
Do we really need McCain looking for his keys to the Oval Office?
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Obama and the FISA bill
h/t to Trakker at Neon Gods for this post.
Obama is a Constitutional Scholar seeking the most powerful gig in our country. His position that he will hand the power better than other mere mortals speaks to his arrogance.
I like Obama, but his position and explanation on this matter is troubling.
Living my Yoga
I guess it was about three years ago the first time I attended a Yoga class at a local Y.
They shifted the cycling machines to make room for our yoga mats. The room did not feel right to me. The energy was off. Maybe it wasn't room, maybe it was me.
After completing the eight week course, I walked away from my practice. A year later I found another class at a different location. I liked the way the instructor conducted the class. The room felt better but not quite right.
When I moved to my new home. I found a Yoga center and instantly I new I was in the right place. Maybe I was ready. I would attend class on Sunday mornings. Perfect grounding to face my life each week.
My teacher would offer give a little lecture before we moved into our poses. "Do No Harm" was always the mantra.
In addition to the classes, the school would offer seminars. They were for students in the teacher training program. Most were open to the public.
Like me, my classmates were weary and looking for something, someway to deal with their lives and the state of world affairs. It was cool and scary at the same time being in a room with other control-freaks and wounded souls.
It was great to see the diversity of ages, cultures and experiences. If only, I would have found this when I was younger? I would wonder at times. I let that notion go, because I am here now.
During the Christmas holidays, I attended a couple of the Wednesday night seminars. After one class, the Head Yogi, my term not his, approached me about enrolling in the teacher training program.
My initial response, was No Flipping Way. With my schedule the last thing I needed was somewhere else I had to be.
With an easy smile, he challenged, "you are attending the seminars now. "
Because I want to, not because I have to" I replied, trying to hide my annoyance. " Besides, I have zero desire to teach. I have been in leadership roles since ah forever," I continued. "Not a problem" we will tailor the program for you needs."
Corporate had booked my calendar through February. Ugh "I left him with a we'll see in March."
There was something tugging at me, that this thing would help me work through my need to injury my former boss, now producer. Why does this man push my buttons? Leaving my job would be easy. But I knew I had to deal with my response to him before I moved to the next stage of my life. The universe has an uncanny way of forcing you to learn life's lessons.
You know exactly where this is going.
I began the program in March. Keeping up with written assignments has been an issue only because of my lack of discipline. (An assignment is waiting to be completed as I am writing about it.)
But this has been very good for me. I have experienced several A-HA moments through embracing compassion and forgiveness.
I am eating better because I have slowed down and listened to my body. I've met some really nice people.
My family and friends told me I seem to be a peace. Well, maybe because I am, sort of.
I will be more at peace when I finish this month's assignment.
PS I no longer want to wound my producer.....most of the time.
Harwood, Seib: Pennsylvania Avenue
John Harwood & Gerald Seib will not win any awards for this book. However, it is like having a nice afternoon snack for political junkies. It reads like a long newspaper article.
It begins how our government landed in it's current ineffectual state.
You are reintroduced to familiar players like Charlie Rangel and Karl Rove and introduced to not so familiar (at least to me) players such as Ken Duberstein and Terry Nelson.
It also hearkens back to the time when stuff got done through bi-partisan efforts. We know getting re-elected trumps managing our nation.
Bush 2 gets all the attention he deserves.
His brain should not have been given such a free pass. He is single-handedly responsible for our Constitutional Crisis. Since the brain is still close to Bush, I suppose the authors were worried about their White House dinner invitations.
I recommend buying it used. No need to boost sales. The authors/journalists contributed to the current state of affairs for their complacency to the lead up to the war.
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Saturday, June 21, 2008
Philly Free Skate
At this moment in time, a dear friend of mine is skating through the streets of Philadelphia. He has been skating habitually for a couple of years.
Recently, he and his merry band of skaters, travelled to Toronto for "a skate". He loves it.
He has tried without success to get me to engage in this insane activity. The actual skating doesn't concern me but the stopping.
Because I love him, I have encouraged him to get disability insurance.
Unlike other parts of the country, Philadelphia has four seasons. The cold does not deter him. He just bundles up.
What I thought was his funniest story took place in the dead of winter. The skate involved a trip to the airport. This adventure included going over a bridge. TWICE.
On the return trip one of his fellow skaters called a cab. Hooray for him! I cheered. How brave of this man, to check his ego and call it a day? My friend was generally taken aback by my response, but laughed heartily.
On a recent First Friday, I had the pleasure of spending the evening with his crew. Smart, funny and engaging people hailing from different background, brought together by their love of in line skating.
As we walked through the artists on our way to the restaurant. The guy in the lead was making hand gestures whenever we crossed a street. Noticing my befuddled expression, he informed me they were signals to proceed, stop or turn.
"We're walking" I said, chuckling by the scene. How about that? he replied amused at the situation he created.
Needless to say, they tried to recruit me. I'll stick to riding my bike on trails or in a local park, thank you very much. (The problem with tooling away in the insurance business, particularly claims, you've seen too much.)
The weather is sunny and hot. I guess that is a good thing. I'm sure my friend is having a blast.
As for me, the pool beckons.
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Juice is the word
"Juicing the Game", by Howard Bryant caught my eye in the bargain bin on a recent outing to Barnes & Noble. The book was published in 2005 when the scandal reached its peak.
Being a rabid baseball fan, I am painfully aware of the steroids scandal. It was only 5 bucks, so what the hell.
I learned about the tiny newspaper and the report who broke the story. I was not surprised the level of collusion from the top down. Nor was I shocked at Reggie Jackson cries of outrage.
Sosa and McGuire's fall from grace was not as disturbing as Barry Bonds. They were average players who needed extra help to make their mark on the game.
What saddened me was how a Hall of Fame bound talent such as Barry Bonds let his ego tarnish his reputation. Did he face challenges? Yep. Were his struggles different than his white counterpart? Ah yeah. But was his plight worse than his father's, Hank Aaron's, Jackie Robinson? I doubt it. Welcome to being black.
He was born into baseball royalty. He learned the game at the feet of baseball Kings. He grew up in Major League Stadiums. How many boys/men would kill for that opportunity?
What a jackass.
He will end up in CampFed for lying to the Feds and not reporting his side income to the IRS.
Bud Seilig will go down in history as the WORST baseball commissioner, EVER.
Reaching into baseball's history, Bryant takes the reader to the sad reality of baseball's misguided now.
Hello My Name is Betty
Betty is not her real name. She is in her mid-fifties or early sixties. Her mostly gray hair is sprinkled with black, shades of her youth. No evidence of a visit to any of the salons that dot our community. Her wire-rimmed glasses rest on her nose. No make-up for Betty.
I first encountered Betty on a Saturday morning, picking up my newspaper at a local WaWa (regional version of 7-Eleven). She mustered a smile as the transaction was completed quickly due to the line.
Around noon, I stopped in my local Whole Foods to pick up my groceries. I get to the checkout and there was Betty, sporting the Whole Foods Green apron. She worked efficiently, and asked the mandatory question "Did you find everything you were looking for?"Not waiting for my answer, Betty looked through me as she rung up my order.
After hanging out with some friends, the time is about 11pm, I needed to stop at the Rite-Aid before calling it a night. I grab what I need and head to the checkout. Due to the hour, no one is in sight. The sign at the counter reads "Really, its OK to the ring the bell."
So, I give the bell a ring. Out from aisle four, here comes Betty.
I'm sure I could not hide my surprise. For the first time, we really looked at each other.
Betty apologized for keeping me waiting. What I felt was sadness, not annoyance.
My God, I wondered, how many jobs does this woman have and why? Was she a first wife? Was she taking care of sick relative? Insurance? Survival? What is her story?
At her age, I'm sure she is not working at these places for the love of the work.
Upon completing the dialogue in my head and the transaction, I looked at Betty and said,"Thank you Betty, have a good night."
She smiled wearily and returned to her duties.
33-Year-Old-Rookie: Chris Coste
My work schedule has been a little nuts. Time spent on trains and planes has been tolerable because of my recent choices in reading materials.
Being a huge baseball fan and sap for an underdog, buying Chris Coste's "The 33-Year-Old- Rookie" was a no-brainer.
I knew the story. I lived through the games. Every time Coste's name flashed on the Scoreboard, talk in the stands turned to his story. He always receives a hearty Philly cheer. Philly Phans are tough but loyal. Will Coste land in Cooperstown? Unlikely, but who cares? We love the guy who succeeds against the odds.
That did not stop me from crying and cheering while sucking in this feel good story.
A must read for anyone chasing a dream.
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Everyday is Father's Day
I'm so lucky. I still have my Father. He has battled two rounds of colon cancer and one round of prostate cancer. Diabetes and blood pressure are his current inconveniences.
Even the wait staff at our favorite diner know what he is not supposed to eat.
My Father's presence in my life was just assumed. I learned so much from my Dad. Hard work, persistence, spirituality, community/political activism, and the responsibilities of parenthood.
My folks were young when they married. Mom was 19, Dad, 23. Trying to raise a family in the turbulent 60s was not easy. What this generation is experiencing is nothing compared to what my parent's generation experienced "living while black."
Dad sat at the head of the supper table, with my Mother seated to his left. My older brother sat at the other head of the table. My kid brother sat next to my Mom because he was "the spirited one." Current events, work drama, politics, community events and our daily activities were discussed during supper.
A common suppertime lecture from Dad was making babies. "Don't you kids bring home any babies I didn't help make." My mother would sigh, roll her eyes at the crudeness of the message but was supportive of the message. "Get your education before you settle down, " was another frequent lecture.
Of course these sex talks were more for my brothers because I was never ever to have sex. Period. Since I have just my daughter, my Dad is convinced that I only had sex once and really didn't like. I let him live in that happy place.
I digress.
Mind you my Father & I did not always see eye about many things. But the foundation of my parents love was always there.
My marriage lasted eight years but my friendship with my ex-husband continues. Our marriage didn't work but his role as a Father did not end with the marriage. I chose well. He lived all over the country but was/is very much a part of my daughter's life. Our values were in sync, much to the annoyance of my daughter. Even if she thought about it, she knew that she couldn't play us off of each other.
His current wife is an angel. She treats my daughter as if she gave her life. Her children are equally loving. My daughter has an extended family. This speaks to my ex's extraordinary taste in women.
I learned as much by my parents actions as their words. I treasure the time that I have with my folks. When I am not on the road, I share at least one meal a week with my folks. My daughter and her son usually join us. Watching my Dad play with his great-grandbaby is awesome. My Mom just sits back basks in the joy from their laughter.
When my ex and his wife are in town, they are included in the family meal.
Could the schools be better? Yep. Could there be more jobs with living wages? Absolutely. Could the criminal justice system be fair? Yah.
These boys aren't raping these girls. The girls need to value their bodies. If they don't, who will? However, these boys need to understand that it takes a real man to be a Father to the child they made.
What is critical, is the the expectation of growing old and living accordingly. Too many of members of this generation can't see beyond today.
Barak Obama was raised by a free-spirited single Mom. His grandparents provided the grounding that he needed. He earned his education. He got a job. Married the love of his life.
He waited to become a Daddy which is critical to his story. He is a living example of life's possibilities in our country. His presidential run does not wipe out the harsh realities of being black in our country but serves a sign of a better now.
Father's Day is a day to celebrate fatherhood. The daily activities leading up to that day should be worthy of that celebration.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Seib: Congress Unloved, Unsupported
We put these respresentatives of the people in office. I have supported a coupleof them with time and money.
It is time to send this gang into the private sector.
It is time to send this gang into the private sector.
Wounded Tiger!
Where were you Monday afternoon around 4?. Confess you were either near a TV or tapped into a internet live feed. A countrywide work stoppage occurred because Tiger was going for the kill.
Poor Rocco Mediate, he played the best golf in his life and it just didn't matter.
There is so much enthusiasm about the wounded Tiger, even Washpo, Eugene Robinson felt compelled to write.........
Poor Rocco Mediate, he played the best golf in his life and it just didn't matter.
There is so much enthusiasm about the wounded Tiger, even Washpo, Eugene Robinson felt compelled to write.........
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David Brooks: Newsflash, Obama is a Politician
When did we lose sight of Obama's profession? I am a huge Obama fan, but he is just a man, who has the right to change his mind.
He would be insane to embrace public financing. What changed? We changed. We became part of the process. WE got out volunteered AND sent money.
Like or not, Obama will need the money to counter the 527's. The Clintons and the Republicans have underestimated, the skinny black kid with the big ears.
The public campaign finance issue, is a non-issue.
He would be insane to embrace public financing. What changed? We changed. We became part of the process. WE got out volunteered AND sent money.
Like or not, Obama will need the money to counter the 527's. The Clintons and the Republicans have underestimated, the skinny black kid with the big ears.
The public campaign finance issue, is a non-issue.
Return of the Press Secretary!
Funny how the kid who just follows orders, in corner is rendered insignificant. How fitting if Cheney lands in jail based on the testimony of the not so bright loyal one.
We all know, Libby took one for the team. He was just protecting Cheney. I'm sure he has stock in Haliburton or Black Water so his finances are set.
Go get 'em Scott!
We all know, Libby took one for the team. He was just protecting Cheney. I'm sure he has stock in Haliburton or Black Water so his finances are set.
Go get 'em Scott!
Democratic Congress: Republican Lite
It is simply outrageous that our Democratic Congress is rolling over for Bush.
He has the worst approval EVER and he has managed to get what he wanted from Congress. Let him veto the FISA bill.
I'm sure a I will get a solicitation letter from the DLC or DNC in the next day or so, begging for money to fight Bush. What a joke.
Our country did not start with Dems & Republican. When our country was facing a crisis, a third party emerged.
There is no time like the present for a strong third party.
h/t Booman
He has the worst approval EVER and he has managed to get what he wanted from Congress. Let him veto the FISA bill.
I'm sure a I will get a solicitation letter from the DLC or DNC in the next day or so, begging for money to fight Bush. What a joke.
Our country did not start with Dems & Republican. When our country was facing a crisis, a third party emerged.
There is no time like the present for a strong third party.
h/t Booman
Thursday, June 19, 2008
A view from the Corner Office
Like it or not Jimmy Carter tried to wean US off of the oilpipe. The oil companies have a ton of lobbyists on K street coupled with our habits have led us to this moment in time.
We as citizen consumers have choices. We can continue down this road or we change our behavior. By slowing the demand for oil, then maybe we will see a reduction in costs.
My staff is a microcosm of society. Recently, I have heard serious lunchroom conversations. Before the 4 plus dollar gas, my staff went out for lunch. Everyone is now bringing their lunch. They are saving money on gas and the actual meal. One clerk boasted that her Caesar salad tasted better than the WaWa version. Another staffer's wife vetoed his plan for a scooter. He commutes from Philly to suburbia. He would save $600 per month in gas.
Bush & Cheney's need to take care of their oil buddies superseded their need to entertain a real energy program. A safe environment; a sane energy program and national security are not mutually exclusive.
Are we at the end of this administration, yet?
We as citizen consumers have choices. We can continue down this road or we change our behavior. By slowing the demand for oil, then maybe we will see a reduction in costs.
My staff is a microcosm of society. Recently, I have heard serious lunchroom conversations. Before the 4 plus dollar gas, my staff went out for lunch. Everyone is now bringing their lunch. They are saving money on gas and the actual meal. One clerk boasted that her Caesar salad tasted better than the WaWa version. Another staffer's wife vetoed his plan for a scooter. He commutes from Philly to suburbia. He would save $600 per month in gas.
Bush & Cheney's need to take care of their oil buddies superseded their need to entertain a real energy program. A safe environment; a sane energy program and national security are not mutually exclusive.
Are we at the end of this administration, yet?
Bear Stearn Managers Surrenders
I trust the boys from Enron will assist Cioffi & Tanin's transition to their new environment.
I wonder if MSNBC will have a special white-collar version of Lock-up?
I wonder if MSNBC will have a special white-collar version of Lock-up?
Monday, June 16, 2008
Brendan Calling: Steny Hoyers
Brendan is not afraid to call our leaders on their crap. FISA is serious issue. Hoyers is cutting a deal when no one is watching and having his staff lie about it.
Not cool.
Ralph Cioffi should be jailed
Mr. Cioffi saw fit to move his money in March but turned down investors requests to do the same in April. The best lawyers on Wall Street can't explain this away.
What these greedy bastards did was criminal.
Father's Responsibilities
Obama's Father's Day sermon/speech was timely. We have lost a generation of young black men to drugs, alcohol, violence and the prison system.
In my family, I enjoyed the company of my grandfathers and my great-grandfather. The women in my family are/were strong but their spouses shared their values. Their presence in my life mattered. My great-grandparents lived across the street. I learned how to tend to a garden from my great-grandfather and how to crochet from my great-grandmother.
They were clueless to the rules of field-hockey but they never missed a home game. They loved baseball. For my brothers games, did not miss a one.
How cool is that?
Maybe this generation of young black men will listen to this message coming from Obama.....
In my family, I enjoyed the company of my grandfathers and my great-grandfather. The women in my family are/were strong but their spouses shared their values. Their presence in my life mattered. My great-grandparents lived across the street. I learned how to tend to a garden from my great-grandfather and how to crochet from my great-grandmother.
They were clueless to the rules of field-hockey but they never missed a home game. They loved baseball. For my brothers games, did not miss a one.
How cool is that?
Maybe this generation of young black men will listen to this message coming from Obama.....
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Bush farewell European tour
Not even the protesters have deemed Bush's trip relevant. They are simply riding out his final months.
Maybe the Travel Channel will provide coverage:
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London
"If its Sunday, its Meet the Press"
The sudden death of Tim Russert took me and the nation by surprise on Friday.
Like many Progressives, I had a love hate relationship with Russert. At times I found him a little over the top BUT I rarely missed his show. You could just feel with the change of inflection in his voice when an interviewee's words were going to be shoved up their backside. A visit to Meet the Press could launch or derail a political career.
This election cycle, I waited for Russert to jump in the fray on Primary nights. When Russert declared Obama the presumptive nominee on May 6, it stunned everyone. It was picked up in every media outlet.
I was exhausted watching these races. Just imagine the energy required to cover them. What was evident was the joy Russert had for his passion. To call it work would be simply wrong. Also, obvious to the viewer was his love for his family, God and God bless him (or God help him) his beloved Bills. Russert lived his 58 years with joy. How many people wallow in anger, rejects, and bitterness?
Maybe it was that energy which helped him connect with his viewers.
We are promised a lifetime. We rarely know when our clock will run out. Russert was carried out on his shield. His peers are working through their grief on MSNBC.
Whether he made you crazy or were a fan, his absence will be felt this historic election cycle.
As his family works through their grief, one thing for sure on this Father's Day, there will be an empty chair at the table.
Peace be with his family.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
GOP Glenn Murphy, Jr
It never ceases to amaze me sheer volume of the members of the GOP who become embroiled in sex scandals. Consensual sex is one thing, performing a sex act on someone who is sleeping is just whacked.
Instead of trying to deny people access to sex education, birth control, or gay marriage, they really need to clean up their house.
Bastards.
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Friday, June 13, 2008
Five bucks per gallon?
When I'm not traveling to hot spots such as Topeka, Kansas, I have a whopping six mile daily commute. Today my safety director sent me text photos of his final tally at the pump. The realtity of my staff's commute hit home.
Did you know most pumps are programed not to exceed $75? It took two photos to capture the fill-up. He lives 20 miles away and drives a Pilot.
I knew I had to huddle the team to come up with a plan to ease their hurt. Our white board session was revealing. One member of my team commutes 55 miles one way. Several members live near each other. It never occurred to them to carpool.
With technology, my disciplined employees can work from any where.
After kicking around everything from carpooling to working from home we came up with a couple of possibilities.
We settled on a four day work week for most. For the bill processing team, they can work from home.
If my memory serves me correctly, gas was $1.45 when the Supreme Court handed Bush his first term. I'm just sayin'
Did you know most pumps are programed not to exceed $75? It took two photos to capture the fill-up. He lives 20 miles away and drives a Pilot.
I knew I had to huddle the team to come up with a plan to ease their hurt. Our white board session was revealing. One member of my team commutes 55 miles one way. Several members live near each other. It never occurred to them to carpool.
With technology, my disciplined employees can work from any where.
After kicking around everything from carpooling to working from home we came up with a couple of possibilities.
We settled on a four day work week for most. For the bill processing team, they can work from home.
If my memory serves me correctly, gas was $1.45 when the Supreme Court handed Bush his first term. I'm just sayin'
Labels:
Corporate Blues,
gas prices,
work life; society
Supreme Court respects Constitution
As a student of history and a citizen of now, I am still amazed at how much our Founding Fathers got right. By setting up checks and balances, it prevents an power grabbing President and a spineless Congress from suspending human rights. By suspending the rights of a detainee when will citizens whom are deemed a threat subject held to the same standard.
Forging ahead, Obama should mention the Supreme Court every time a camera is present. Judge Roberts and Scalia cemented my worst fears of their ideology. We have an aging Court and the future picks are critical to the protection of our Constitutional rights.
McCaint is on the wrong side of this issue.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Clinton Enemies List: Were they ever friends?
We all have friends. My friends are people who love me for me and vice versa. I do not bully my friends by threat of withholding something or retribution of some form. Nor do they....It is not transactional.
How many of Clinton's friends lined up behind her because they were bullied into that role.
You owe me is not foundation of a solid friendship.
I hope you begin to heal HRC. Amassing an enemies list is not the road to recovery.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Debt: The Great Seduction
David Brooks' article is timely. While we spend an inordinate amount of time on sex, we as a culture fail miserably discussing the subject of money.
Maybe because I grew up in a blue collar environment, money was a dirty subject. It was impolite to discuss money. The good news is that we were taught the importance of saving and not wasting money. It was evident to me that my parents did what they could to stretch a dollar but you could feel the anxiety and tension surrounding that activity.
With parental guidance, I to picked up a high school class that taught me how to manage a household budget. It was a semester long class but one of the more invaluable courses I ever took. We started out with an annual income, fixed monthly costs and were faced with possible purchases brought on my needs or wants. Physically writing out checks and balancing our checkbooks were incorporated in the course study.
As far as credit cards, it did not take the credit card companies long to figure out they could make more money off of the fees and interest rates. What exactly triggers those fees? These folks aren't predatory lenders?
More of my staff seek help from the EAP for credit counseling than other stress related issues.
Greedy bankers, uninformed homeowners are a recipe for the mess that we are in. No money down! Flip that house!Everyone wants to be Donald Trump. People forget that he had to be bailed out of bankruptcy.
What happened to buying a home?
Learning how to create a budget, manage finances and the perils of credit cards should be mandatory courses of study.
But if our government can't restrain itself, what can you expect from your citizenry?
Maybe because I grew up in a blue collar environment, money was a dirty subject. It was impolite to discuss money. The good news is that we were taught the importance of saving and not wasting money. It was evident to me that my parents did what they could to stretch a dollar but you could feel the anxiety and tension surrounding that activity.
With parental guidance, I to picked up a high school class that taught me how to manage a household budget. It was a semester long class but one of the more invaluable courses I ever took. We started out with an annual income, fixed monthly costs and were faced with possible purchases brought on my needs or wants. Physically writing out checks and balancing our checkbooks were incorporated in the course study.
As far as credit cards, it did not take the credit card companies long to figure out they could make more money off of the fees and interest rates. What exactly triggers those fees? These folks aren't predatory lenders?
More of my staff seek help from the EAP for credit counseling than other stress related issues.
Greedy bankers, uninformed homeowners are a recipe for the mess that we are in. No money down! Flip that house!Everyone wants to be Donald Trump. People forget that he had to be bailed out of bankruptcy.
What happened to buying a home?
Learning how to create a budget, manage finances and the perils of credit cards should be mandatory courses of study.
But if our government can't restrain itself, what can you expect from your citizenry?
Monday, June 09, 2008
Obama and Mrs. Edwards
Obama reaching out to Mrs. Edwards is billiant move, he doesn't have to deal with HRC and this piece exposes the flaws in McShame's proposal.
Mrs. Edwards may find her way into the Obama administration as the Health Care Reform Czar.
h/t to Think Progress.
Mrs. Edwards may find her way into the Obama administration as the Health Care Reform Czar.
h/t to Think Progress.
Paul Krugman: Yes We Did!
Krugman is correct in saying that we as a nation have changed for the better.
With the focus on terriorists, poor people and black men are no longer the major focus of contempt. Education is critical in order to compete in a global economy.
However, crappy schools in the inner cities and rural America leads to crime and feeds racism.
Racism is alive and well as evidence in the Clinton campaign. I will be interested in Krugman's view after the McCain camp has fun with the Clinton talking points.
With the focus on terriorists, poor people and black men are no longer the major focus of contempt. Education is critical in order to compete in a global economy.
However, crappy schools in the inner cities and rural America leads to crime and feeds racism.
Racism is alive and well as evidence in the Clinton campaign. I will be interested in Krugman's view after the McCain camp has fun with the Clinton talking points.
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Sunday, June 08, 2008
Clinton: The Long Slow Goodbye
After another one of my business-related odysseys, Tuesday night, I found myself exhausted and alone in my hotel room.
Because I couldn't help myself, I turned on the tube expected to see the final chapter of the Clinton campaign. I wondered how gracious she would leave the world stage. Losses are tough. Sportsmanship is honored more than the gifted athlete. How you lose is more important than how you win. You are taught this as a child.
What was I thinking?
As her non-graceless speech concluded, I found myself exhausted, prancing in just my suit blouse, screaming profanities at the television. Are you kidding me? So much for my Yoga living. My teacher would have been appalled.
Looking back, it was so Clintonian. So after a long much needed bike ride yesterday, I watched her speech. To call it a concession speech for the event, would simply be premature.
Six or seven minutes into her event, came the end of her historic campaign and the support for Obama. Better late than never. I held my breath, not sure of how she would conclude her speech.
There is talk of Obama's cabinet being composed of a Team of Rivals. The question true question is whether HRC will emerge as a friend or foe.
We forget that Lincoln did not keep them all.............
for more check out Steven D's view on Booman Tribune
Jim McKay: Sports Pioneer fades to black
Growing up, unlike today, TVs were not an piece of furniture found in at least three rooms. Nor was watching TV the centerpiece of entertainment or family activities. However, watching the the Wild World of Sports brought us together. We were introduced to different sports, held in different countries, more poignant were the back stories of the athletes. McKay's style of reporting was carried over to the Olympics. We were Americans rooting for members of our team. How many non-hockey fans sat in awe when the kids from the US beat the Soviets? Or when Mark Spitz collected his seven gold medals? Jim McKay was wise friendly uncle who brought us these stories without becoming the story.
I love Bob Costas and the boys from ESPN. But if not for Jim McKay I would have never fell in love the sports shows of this generation. It is a sad day for sports fans.
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Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Obama makes history
I am pleasantly surprised by my country nominating a man who looks like me as the Democratic Presidential nominee. I never in my wildest dreams thought this would occur in my lifetime. It is ironic, I did not think a white woman President was out of reach. It comes down to perspective.
The Clintons' fought a tough fight. After their collective egos heal, they need to endorse Obama.
This election made people passionate about the candidates in this primary season. An active informed citizenry is good for our country. The Clinton supporters need to be angry until this Friday, then think long and hard about supporting McCain.
We have an aging Supreme Court. Do you really want to turn the next two to three judicial appointments over to McCain? Why would you turn your granddaughter's uterus over to his conservative picks?
No further questions.........
Vote for Obama.
No trespassing......
Greetings from Topeka! I must confess that is a salutation that I NEVER thought I would write. I am here on business. Of course, getting here was a quest. No direct flights. After a rocky transition flight from Chicago to Kansas City, I took a 90 minute shuttle ride to the Ramada Inn. (The choices were limited.)
I was the first to board. I was greeted by a middle-age bespectacled blond Richard the Roadrunner driver. He immediately asked me why I was standing where he picked me up. "Your dispatcher told me to stand outside and just wave when I saw the van." He assured me that he could drive through just about everything including tornadoes and flying cars. I assume he was kidding. I hope he was kidding. The next to board was a middle-aged man dressed in shorts. Richard asked him if he was military. Nope, he replied and retreated to the back of the van. A well dressed twenty something passenger hopped on board. He registered on line. Richard struggled with Raj's name. He looked at him and queried, "visiting our country I will not attempt to pronounce your name." Raj stared at him and said "No" and retreated to his seat. The final passenger was, how can I say this, an older woman. Without skipping a beat, Richard asks her if she is eligible for the senior citizen discount. She glared at him and said "NO." We rode quietly to Topeka with rap music playing in the background. I was surprised by the choice of music. The homes were non-descript. Mostly, browns and grays interspersed with farmland. Billboards advertising bus trips and casinos doted the landscape. The heartland of America.
No trespassing.....
When we arrived at the drab hotel, I had to wonder if the prisoners got the better accommodations.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Sugar Daddy or Oppressor: Clinton Chronicles
While filming a commercial for a local candidate, HRC became the subject of conversation.
A retired lawyer was surprised that I wasn't a HRC fan. Befuddled he asked "Don't you think she has suffered the glass ceiling issues facing most women?" I couldn't contain my laughter. I work with women on a daily bases who did not rely on her husband name or position to foster their career accomplishments.
If anything her late calls of sexism will set those who follow back. She is not one of us.
Camille Paglia's article speaks to those of us who have the scars from crashing the glass ceiling.
Dick Martin: Last Call
I was a kid when Laugh-In hit the airwaves. Since we only had one TV with five functioning channels, our family watched TV together. A concept foreign to most kids today. We would roar with laughter, some of the jokes my younger brother didn't get. Of which, my older promised to explain later.
It was fast, furious and funny. Talk about a show setting the stage for the MTV generation. Goldie Hawn made mini-dresses and body paint fashionable.
Sadly, I thought he had passed like his partner Dan Rowan. May he be given a set with his partner on the other side.
More things I don't get.....
I try to spend at least one day a month with my older brother's family. Instead of heading "down the shore" on a beautiful holiday Saturday we attended settled on the Devon Horse Show. The proceeds go to the Bryn Mawr Hospital.
I confess, it was my bright idea. From the road you could see the ferris wheel, maybe there will be rides for the kids. My little community explodes with visitors, there must be something to this fair. What the hell, something different. My folks, daughter and grandson joined me in this adventure.
What surprised me was how much stuff they fit in such a small area. It was packed. The attire ranged from the old money dressed in old country fair attire to the jeans we were sporting.
There were three rides, that's it. They didn't even have pony rides. We did spend a great deal of time looking down to miss the presents left by the horses. Surprisingly, the horse aroma did not mask the spell of the fair goodies.
There was standard fair food: ice cream, hamburgers, hot dogs, funnel cake, and FRIED OREOs. (Oh my God.....They should not be legal) combined with tea sandwiches and mint tea.
We watched small children and teenagers maneuver these large animals. We held our collective breaths as these kids performed their jumps. The risk manager in me had flashbacks to Christopher Reeves. The crowd cheered each time they cleared their obstacles.
It was fun hanging out with the family. The money we spent went to a good cause, but I don't see it as the hailed place to be...
Obama speaks on Kennedy's behalf
How fitting for Obama to give the commencement speech at Wesleyan. Kennedy never obtained his dream or at least his father's dream of becoming POTUS. He did seek out fairness for those who didn't have a voice.
Obama's campaign is a reflection of that same spirit. More voters have turned out during this primary season than in the last Presidential race. This is good for our country.
It's Obama's Fault
It be comes clear daily as to why HRC chose politics for her career path. Based on her poor defense of her words, it is apparent she would have failed as a trial lawyer.
Everything is Obama's fault. BoooHoo.
Things I don't get.....
Let me start by giving Danica Patrick a standing ovation for competing in this very popular race. It's always cool to see ceiling breaking accomplishments.
However, I don't simply don't get the sport. Drive left fast for an afternoon. But some of friends liken watching a baseball game to paint drying. The horrors. I digress.
A very dear friend of mine, went to college in Indiana. He and his frat brothers converge on Indianapolis to attend this event. He loves it. Ms. Patrick being drop dead gorgeous with an ability to handle a vehicle at 200 miles per hour, adds to the lure this year. He has this uncanny ability to meet sport stars, Forest Gump-like. I won't be surprised if he doesn't snag Patrick's autograph and photo.
Enjoy my friend.
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Friday, May 23, 2008
Olberman: "Senator Clinton this is unforgivable"
It is no secret, I am a big fan of Keith O. I knew that he would rip Madame Clinton a new backside and he did not disappoint.
He could not contain his rage as his listed HRC's shenanigans throughout this campaign. He is dead on with his conclusion that she is not fit to lead our country.
Keith O our generations' Thomas Paine hit a home run tonight!
I heart Keith O.......
Great Happiness
Last weekend, a friend of twenty years and college roommate joined me on spa-retreat. Life got in the way of us just hanging out. The Felicita Resort was our spa of choice. It was only a two hour drive from our lives. It is tucked away in a mountain. You really had to know where you were going or you would zip by it.
Even in college, my full course load with my weekends spent earning my tuition, prohibited this down time. Of course my type AAAA personality didn't help. Looking back, neither one of us could figure out why I was speeding through my life.
At this stage in my life, I am finally slowing down to embrace what is important. Because of the time of year, we basically had the place to ourselves. Our rooms had a beautiful view of the golf course on the other side of the mountain. The beautiful gardens surrounded our lodge. The weather changed throughout the day but so what?
We filled in the blanks of the voids generated by our absences. She had a massage, I soaked in the hot tub.
We did not stay away from our lives too long. However, we committed to do better about staying in touch. I believe we will keep that committement.
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Oregon Pundit: Republican Brand Sucks
h/t to Oregon Pundit.
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Law and Order: Crazy Politicians Unit
According to Booman, this is not the first time HRC has gone there.
This saga has the makings of a bad Law and Order episode................
Memorial Day Weekend
Today marks the beginning of Memorial Day weekend and the unofficial start of summer.
My staff had hit their wall by the time I arrived today at 9 am. I have been pushing them hard recently, freeing them early was a no brainer. They (I) will scatter to the loving arms of their friends and family.
What is sad is we are a nation at war with faceless enemies who live thousands of miles away. The citizens who signed up for reasons known only to them are being exploited on many levels. How they are being held hostage via the backdoor draft is just awful. Throwing salt in the wounds is the lack care they received upon their return state side.
A core component of our teams' business is managing workers compensation claims. We have a statutory obligation to make a determination on average 21 days, depending on the jurisdiction. A wage replacement check must be issued within that same timeline. Medical bills are to be processed within 30 days of receipt. Keep in mind these are occupational injuries and illnesses.
It begs to question, why on earth does it takes months even years to provide services to our wounded soldiers? Why do our soldiers have to go to press in order to embarrass the military into action?
McCain's failure to even show up to vote on the veteran's bill is reprehensible. To screw these citizens, because they will not stay and fight is criminal. Throughout our nation's history it was the volunteers who were the backbone of our military. We also have a sad history of treating our veterans poorly. This has to change.
What to do?
When you see a vet or citizen soldier, give them a friendly hello and a thank you. Their sacrifices give us the freedom to enjoy our freedoms.
Our elected officials will return home this weekend. They will be in or near parades. When they come up to shake your hand, tell them to remember why we have a long weekend. Start to bring the soldiers home and take care of them quickly upon their return.
Secretary of State Joseph Biden
Biden artfully smacked down Lieberman. What a refreshing change for a Democrat to fight back on foreign policy issues. I hope Biden keeps it up.
I have yet to forgive the citizens of CT for electing Lieberman. He is an idiot.
She is brutal
During this long campaign, the Clintons revealed their true colors. Just when you thought, you seen and heard it all, Clinton speaks.
So what makes this horrible human being think that if something happens to Obama that she would be the candidate. There are other qualified candidates that we as citizens would be happier with...Richardson, Biden and Dodd comes to mind.
I'm trying not to despise her, my yoga is really not working.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
The Clintons are coming to dinner, hide the silver
The Clintons are the embodiment of the phrase: Money does not equate to class.
Bob Herbert serves as a wonderful historian of the last hours of the Clinton White House. I had forgotten they stole everything but the light bulbs.
Do your really have to remind a Rhodes School President that you are merely a visitor to the White House? I wonder if they take the sugar from the local diner? I wonder if the nice restaurants in New York involved the policy of checking purses for silverware because of Lady Hillary?
I guess they are those relatives who you always get a knot in your stomach when they visit and are really thrilled to see them go.
Maybe this is where the class warfare is coming from? Having class does not make you an elitist.
Celebrating my Mom
Until the birth of my daughter, to say my relationship was bumpy was an understatement. My father demanded that me & the boys speak to my Mom in a respectful tone. Whether it was done on a subconsciously or overtly, Dad undermined that respect at times with his behavior.
Their relationship as husband and wife is not for me to judge. Through their journey, they have managed to stay together for 49 years. But it did not operate in a vacuum and had an impact on my relationship with Mom.
My parents married the summer after my Mom graduated high school, a common practice in 1958. During my formative years Mom did not seem happy with any aspect of her life.
Dad's job at the steel mill served as the primary source of income. I remember as if it were yesterday, the day my mother asked for my father's permission to work as as a reading aide at the local elementary school. Talk about a defining moment in my life. I knew at that moment in time I would never be in a position to ask for permission to work or anything else that matter. I was annoyed by the whole exercise.
I guess my mother picked up on my rejection of her lifestyle and viewed it as a rejection of her.
As my graduation from college was looming, she and I had a pretty nasty fight. All of her hurt and anger was unleashed in a fury of harsh words. "You think you're smarter than me" she sobbed. "You always talk to your Dad" she continued. She even called me Miss High School. Ouch. I attempted to fight back. "You always sent me to Dad" so I just cut out a step. She was not having it. My parting shot was "I'm not sure why YOU hate ME, all I ever did was try to make you proud"..........
I left and returned to my dorm and did speak to her for a couple of days. I'm sure that didn't hurt. Ugh I cringe at the memory.
Blessedly, we were granted the time and exercised the sense to work through our views of each other.
She has been rock solid during ALL of the challenges I faced in my life even the self-inflicted ones. She taught me through her actions, how to be a cool Mom. For years I was ALWAYS late.
It was she who gently pointed out that it was the "one last thing" I was trying to get done which threw off my schedule.
She could give lectures at Wharton on organization and time management. It was she who got five people out of the house before 8 am with one bathroom. Dad was active in the community. It was Mom who kept him on task. Me and my brothers were involved in sports, the band, musicals, and community activities. To this day, I don't know how she kept it and us together. We were NEVER late.
Born in a different time, I wonder if her choices would have been different. Me and the boys were important to her and her legacy. She points to all of us with pride.
It breaks my heart to see her mind failing her. She gets frustrated and looks sad. Her role in the family has changed. We are finally looking after her.
I look at my Mom with pride and all my love.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Obama is Hillary's General Grant
I guess it never occurred to the Clinton Clan THEY ran a shitty campaign. They were off message and they managed their finances poorly.
I am so bored with their electability argument. They are losing several demographics, not just the ungrateful Negroes. How many minorities in Iowa? Please.
It is amazing how someone so unelectable is winning. The MSM media is feeding the myth of the Clinton Machine. Don't count underestimate the Clintons.
It reminds me of the media driven mythology of General Robert E. Lee. He was a good General. Hell, Lincoln even recruited him. Can you image the war with cable news?
General Robert Lee won several unfought victories based on the inaction of the incompetent Union Generals. They were afraid of his reputation.
The defining moment of the Civil War was a battle in Pennsylvania. At the time, both sides claimed victory. Lee never ventured back North and Meade failed to pursue him.
Eventually, Lincoln took a General who was winning in the west and put him in charge of his army. His tactics were unpopular and non-traditional. The press went crazy. (Sound familiar)
At some point at the waning end of the hard fought war, Lee had to surrender. He simply ran out of resources.
Lee was critical to initial steps at restoration of the Union. He put his country before his ego. Guerrilla warfare could have continued for years. His soldiers were loyal to him. Lee chose the high road.
Grant was compassionate and permitted the surrendering soldiers to keep horses so they could farm. He permitted an honorable surrender.
I'm sure Obama would be willing to give the Clintons a few horse and the manure they've been peddling and send them on their way.
I am so bored with their electability argument. They are losing several demographics, not just the ungrateful Negroes. How many minorities in Iowa? Please.
It is amazing how someone so unelectable is winning. The MSM media is feeding the myth of the Clinton Machine. Don't count underestimate the Clintons.
It reminds me of the media driven mythology of General Robert E. Lee. He was a good General. Hell, Lincoln even recruited him. Can you image the war with cable news?
General Robert Lee won several unfought victories based on the inaction of the incompetent Union Generals. They were afraid of his reputation.
The defining moment of the Civil War was a battle in Pennsylvania. At the time, both sides claimed victory. Lee never ventured back North and Meade failed to pursue him.
Eventually, Lincoln took a General who was winning in the west and put him in charge of his army. His tactics were unpopular and non-traditional. The press went crazy. (Sound familiar)
At some point at the waning end of the hard fought war, Lee had to surrender. He simply ran out of resources.
Lee was critical to initial steps at restoration of the Union. He put his country before his ego. Guerrilla warfare could have continued for years. His soldiers were loyal to him. Lee chose the high road.
Grant was compassionate and permitted the surrendering soldiers to keep horses so they could farm. He permitted an honorable surrender.
I'm sure Obama would be willing to give the Clintons a few horse and the manure they've been peddling and send them on their way.
3 am call
The red phone last night in the Clinton camp. On the line was Tim Russert. Does she answer the phone to receive the news?
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Council commits to Obama
The good news keeps coming out of North Carolina. Another Super Delegate has come out for Obama.........
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Attytood: October Surprise?
Attytood warns of the drumbeat of an October surprise. What truly saddens me in his post, is how long it has been since we have won ANY sports championship. Ugh.
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On the ground in Indiana
Obama may pull this off...........
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Obama wins North Carolina
One down, one to go.
I hate the early numbers in Indiana. It is still too early to call. I just hung up from giving my friend an update. A former Hoosier, was not happy with the current numbers. He was concerned about the lingering racism in Indiana. Being the cynic in this relationship, I wasn't as optimistic.
Indiana is not very different from PA.
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David Brooks: Punk in the school yard
Brooks' column brings to mind the little Punk in the school yard. She is usually the little person with the biggest mouth. The target of her terror, the gentle giant. Now the gentle giant is in a lose lose situation. If he responds then he is being a bully. By ignoring her then he is wuss... What a nightmare.
My parents taught us it takes more courage to walk away from the little punk than to engage her..... Easier said than done.
Recess for the Democrats seems forever. Indiana PLEASE ring the bell.
Monday, May 05, 2008
The Convention: The End of Era
Each year the Bureau of Workers Compensation puts on a conference. Locally, this is one of better attended functions. It also serves as a reunion of sorts.
Years ago, I sat on the steering committee and as recently a two years ago, I was honored to serve as a speaker. I have chosen not to serve in any capacity. Why not give others a turn?
Today, I couldn't sit through one of the advanced sessions and was well bored. As I wondered through the exhibit hall, cheerfully greeted old colleagues, wondering: "My God, Why am I here?"
I am grateful to one associate who is kidnapping me for dinner, away from the conference.
The dance parties tonight will consist of plenty of music and too much alcohol. Leaving us to wonder: Whose career will end tonight? I don't drink.....
I guess I have just lost interest I will send two employees next year.
The Phillies are in First Place
Howard is slumping but its early in the season. He will catch fire when it counts. Utley and Burrell are on hitting the crap out of the ball. Next up revenge time against the Diamondbacks.
The Phillies are in First Place....Cool
Animal Athletes, Eight Belles, Barbaro
Maybe the time has come to rethink horse racing. If the losing Superbowl team died on the field, would this be accepted? (Only in the case of the Cowboys)
Humans can articulate their wishes, desires, pain, and joy. Another Kentucky Derby, another tragedy.
I have more question, than answers. I'm not a member of PETA, but there is something fundamentally wrong when a horse is ridden to death.
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Booman Tribune: Defining Patriotism
Let's see in these difficult economic times, a citizen will consider voting against her best economic interests because of a flag pin?
Is is patriotic to vote for invading a country for no real reason?
Is it patriotic not to provide care for those soldiers who failed to die from their injuries?
Is it patriotic to vote for No Child Left behind?
Is it patriotic to vote for NAFTA?
Is is patriotic to vote for someone who has historically failed to work well with others?
Wrap yourself in a flag and watch our educational system fail to produce graduates who can compete globally.
Wrap yourself in a flag and watch our jobs disappear.
Wrap yourself in a flag and watch prices soar because the oil industry has successfully blocked or derailed alternative fuel sources.
Wrap yourself in a fucking flag as you pray that the bridge your are crossing doesn't collapse....
I need fresh air.....
Clinton = Four more years of Bush
Robert Reich is being polite in his post. HRC sounds just like Bush. Why listen to experts when I just know I know best?
Her gas plan coupled with obliterating Iran is straight out of the Karl Rove playbook.
Now I know why he resigned from the Bush administration, to work for HRC.
God help us.
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Sunday, May 04, 2008
Russert and Wright
Blue collar stiff (wink, wink) living the American Dream, Tim Russert has spent at least 25 minutes discussing Rev. Wright. When will the Wright issue go away? Hmmm, when folks like Russert stop talking about Rev. Wright.
Wright is crazy but there is no evidence of the systematic condoned abuse of boys in his church.
I don't see any Catholic members holding political office being challenged to denounce their priests.....
The sun has emerged. I will retreat to comfort of outdoors......
Eight Belles Destroyed
Hillary encouraged folks to bet on Eight Belles, the only female in Saturday's Kentucky Derby.
Unfortunately, the horse ran an a good race and was crippled in the end. Sadly, the horse was destroyed because of the injury. A tragic end to Eight Belles.
Does anyone else see an awful metaphor?
My apologies to owners and fans of Eight Belles.
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Pride goeth before the fall
Oregon Pundit does a great job responding to Thomas Friedman's latest column.
When other countries are your bankers, how strong are we?
An old mentor used to say "He who holds the gold makes the rules."
Dowd: Black like, oh Whatever...
Whenever my daughter and her peers would get frustrated with a conversation, it would be abruptly terminated with "OH, WHATEVER!"
When I hear this endless blather about sticking Obama in a clearly misguided box, I want to scream "Oh, whatever." This nonsense by Maureen Dowd falls into that category. Why is it necessary for a black man to be comfortable swigging a Bud. According to my well informed baseball team, Bud is just awful. Or, maybe he doesn't like beer. Does that make him effete?
We know what a President who the voting electorate feels comfortable "having a beer with" looks like. I'll take someone who is SMARTER THAN ME and doesn't need to swig anything to get through the day.
What do you want Madame Dowd? He is not angry enough. He is too angry. He is not black enough. He is not white enough. He is not wrapped in a flag. Is he posturing? He is not showing the traveling media enough love.
Her boredom with actually working on this long than expected campaign is starting to show.
My head hurts.......................
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Frank Rich: Preacher Double Standard
Kudos to Rich. He sums up the reality minorities and women face in daily living. We have been and continue to held to a different standard than our white male counterparts. We have prove we are capable of performing a task whereby it is assumed the boys get the job done.
Hillary is running as a white guy. She points to her "experience." I'm still not sure what exactly that experience happens to be, other than being an unaccomplished bully. While I am not a supporter, I give her credit for running like the boys. The boys she is running like just happen to be Republican.
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Sunday, April 27, 2008
The Primary Hangover
Getting involved in a primary at the grassroots level is exhausting......Maybe Mithras found comfort in anything non-political.
Edwards for President 2012
I wonder if the long suffering bitter Dowd read this column? Nah, I doubt it.
Who wouldn't vote for this lady?
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$20 per hour=Middle Class
Instead of Hillary and McCan't calling Obama elitist, they really should be focused on the disappearing Middle Class.
Not so long ago, you didn't need a college degree to provide for your family. Education is very important. Learning a trade requires specialized education.
What is so wrong with learning a trade? Plumbing, electricians, mechanics, construction are skilled labor. I don't know about you, but I sure as hell want my mechanic to know what he is doing. When was the last time you heard a politician suggest this type of education? AAAh never.
My father and most of the men in our little community went to work at the Mill. Did they deal with racism? Absolutely, but they put with the bullshit to feed their families. These men were the unsung heroes of the Civil Rights movement. Their presence in the workplace forced change.
They earned a living wage.
Our home, car, clothing, vacations were adequately modest. There is a certain pride that comes with providing for your family. Their hopes were to pave the way for a better life for their kids. They kept their end of the bargain. Tragically, most of them suffered from some type of cancer AND their pensions and benefits were reduced when the company was sold. The beginning of the broken promises.
My generation is doing better. But, I am really concerned for my daughter's future. College has become cost prohibitive. White collar employees are experiencing layoffs and watching their jobs migrate overseas, all for the profits of the shareholders.
Like it or not we are in a recession. The Republicans are OK with bailing out the banks who gambled. Funny they seem comfortable with punishing the homeowners who gambled and lost. Anyone looking for house must put down 30%, and that's with a Excellent credit score.
The CEO's who endorsed these sub prime mortgages resigned in disgrace. Did I mention with a fat Platinum parachute? Oh the shame....please..........
The final indignity was the Republicans blocking of the equal pay for women legislation last week. Maybe the Lady Republicans do not work outside of the home???
The MSM would rather talk about flag pins, shots and bowling. If working folks aren't bitter, maybe they should be.
Penis thefts
Would wearing a cup help?
I couldn't help myself.....
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Saturday, April 26, 2008
William Jefferson Davis Clinton and the Uppity Negro Syndrome
Hooray for David Zephyr. He has eloquently stated what most folks are too polite to discuss in mixed company.
Obama is what is referred to as a Uppity Negro. Some white folks who, for whatever reason only known to themselves, resent articulate educated black folks. It as if his ability to succeed against all odds has denied them of their American dreams.
When Obama is called Elitist, it is an obvious code for Uppity Negro. Oh the flashbacks...
I remember working my way through college as a McDonald's shift manager in rural America. My direct manager did not go to college. Managing a fast food joint was her career choice. She grew up in a suburban community that grew as the result of white people fleeing the city. She hated me and made my life miserable. Finally, I confronted her. "What is your problem?" I challenged. "Just because you are going to college, you think you are better than me," she countered. "You are such an uppity nigger," she continued. Her bitterness was palpable.
I was speechless. We were working side by side flipping freakin' cheeseburgers. Granted with different goals. This was not my endgame. I suppose she felt trapped.
It is amazing how folks can't see beyond superficial patriotism such as cloaking oneself in a flag. How well has the flag waving President run our country? Would they vote for Obama if he wore a flag pin? Would that take away their reason? Rev. Wright is not running for POTUS. Non-issue. Should you not vote for Hillary because she stayed with her cheatin' husband for MORE than 20 years? He let her go on her "right wing conspiracy tour" knowing he was less than faithful. I guess that falls under for "better or worse."
It is a distraction to the real issues:
uncompetitive education system
living wages
affordable health care
honorable retirement
our planet
How dare Obama run an efficient well organized campaign? How dare he not wait his turn? How dare he not be an angry black man? How dare he? Who does he think he is?
So these citizens will vote for Hillary or McCain. Both will continue this misguided war AND start another one. More jobs will flow overseas; gas prices will rise to $5 a gallon; health care prices will soar. Will these conditions help these people?
My beloved country is a mess. The selling of the notion that blacks will steal their dream dates back to the birth of the country. It's funny, it was those who were oppressing the poor whites spinning this tale. It continues sadly by the Clintons.
When will these citizens drop their racial fears/discomforts and reach across the aisle to the people of color who have similar economic interests?
Talk about a revolution...........
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Obama loses PA but breaks Clinton's Bank
Obama has 40 million in the bank. He has the capacity to revisit his donors. Obama has effectively utilized a Cold War strategy.
SHE HAS NO MONEY!
Game over.
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Monday, April 21, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Roadkill
AAh middle age. My daughter has embarked upon creating domestic bliss and motherhood. She snatched adulthood. I took my hands off of her journey. Both of us have grown by my letting go.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.....
-Kahill Gilbran
For the first time in my life, I am embracing and enjoying my now. Although in my recent past I have talked of living in the moment, I am finally trying to do it.
I have not only returned to Yoga but I am enrolled in the Teacher training program. I enrolled more to work on me than with the goal of teaching a class. It is teaching me to pay attention to everything. To what people say, my words, attitudes, what I consume, how I spend my time and with whom.
The 2004 election & Shrub changed my life. The love of my country, forced me off the sidelines. I had to get involved. I became a progressive activist. I went through DFA training; became a local Committee person; served as a Treasurer for a Township Supervisor candidates; a wrote checks for the candidates I supported. Finally, I took on leadership role in a progressive think tank. How do I have time to work? I love it.
Along the way I have encountered some intriguing folks. Enter stage left, a candidate for the 2008 election. The party and office are irrelevant to this story.
I usually attend political events with my dear friend. On this evening, I attended this event solo. I arrived fifteen minutes after the start time and the place was packed. It was the final main local event before the 2007 election. As soon I walked in, our eyes met. We both smiled. It was a weird instant chemistry. The crap really bad Lifetime movies are made of but it was stunning. Have I met this man before? Who is this handsome man? I have met so many people at the events, I struggled to remember.
I chatted with several of my neighbors, fellow hell raisers and the candidates. When the host gathered us in the living room for the speakers, there was a seat on the couch next to him. He saw me leaning against the wall and offered me seat. At first I begged off, but when I saw that all the candidates would speak, I accepted the invitation. OK, I accepted because he was a hottie and I was wearing heels. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I thanked him and we introduced ourselves. He handed me a few of his palm cards. "You seem to know people, you can help me with my campaign." He confessed to watching me with intrigue throughout the evening. I was grateful for the seat because ALL of candidates spoke, along with a few party regulars. It was amusing, because he seemed to move closer as the evening continued.
As our conversation continued after the speakers, several people came up to kiss his ring. He was a political player. If I got involved in his campaign, it would be my first state election. We switched cards and promised to stay in touch.
I guess a week or so passed before I heard from him. We exchanged e-mails and he invited me to a local fundraiser as his guest. The governor was slated to appear, not a bad place to be.
He said, he would be late but informed his chief of staff to seek me out until he arrived. He showed up as the event was breaking up. He worked the room like a pro. Hugs, kisses and handshakes. When he completed his mission, we went to a local pub to have a snack.
We talked for hours. He is a self-made millionaire, smart funny, on the sane side of politics.
He will serve his constituents well. It would just lovely, if not for.....drum roll, please.... the wife and kids. It is the usual crap, no sex or intimacy at home. He doesn't want to leave for financial or political reasons. So predictable, so not my drama.
I left the pub thinking that I would support his campaign but that would that....
Surprisingly, he called, wrote and even showed up on my doorstep. I give him credit for persistence. He thought it through. He was not concerned about a possible scandal. To his surprise, I did not want to get involved in his fantasy driven melodrama. "If you get bored, you can always walk away with no hard feelings" he suggested. I wonder if he actually listened to words flowing from his mouth. It never occurred to him that I didn't want a scandal. My now, was meaningless to him. Helloooo, there is a person here. He was setting up a scandal before he was elected. Dumbass
Any time you get naked with another human, a piece of your soul is left between the sheets.
I recommended that he find his way back to his wife. Maybe there is a reason, she doesn't want to sleep with him.
Or, find someone else to cast in his Lifetime fantasy.
In these manufactured relationships, the woman playing the supporting role is usually the roadkill left under the tires of the late model BMW. I am so not interested.
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Sex,
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Clyde: The tow truck driver
It's been a little over a week since the untimely death of my car. I paid off my 2002 Alero five months ago. My plan, which is usually different than the universal plan, was to forgo car payments for a year. Ugh.
it was a beautiful sunny afternoon, I had just wrapped up an Executive Committee Board meeting in Harrisburg. I left the parking garage when my car simply stopped. After a few unsuccessful attempts to restart my car, two handsome angels kindly pushed me out of harm's way.
Within 30 minutes of my call to AAA, "Clyde" strolled into my life. After exchanging introductions, judging by his reaction, I was not what he expected. The combination of braids, briefcase and business suit threw him.
As he was loading the car, I e-mailed a couple of friends to give them a status, with clear instructions that if I am never heard from again, to tell my baby " I love her." As of late, my travels have been filled with adventures. I was just being a smartass. My attempt at humor.
He stood about 5'5", mid-forties, a baseball cap hid his balding hair, packing a pooch, sportin' Confederate Flags tattoos, anddusty clothes. His voice confirmed years of smoking unfiltered cigarettes.
After settling in the AC challenged cab, we worked through some ground rules for our two hour trip:
Radio? Anything but rap.
Smoking? Window must be down
One stop? Absolutely, over 40 bladder and I needed food. Lunch consisted of two oatmeal cookies.
Our negotiations were interrupted by a twangy voice over the CD radio. "Where are you, at?"
After some banter with one of his colleagues that quickly descended to a level that made me bristle, Clyde cut it short by informing him of the presence of a customer. "Thanks for the warning, asshole" scolded the voice over the radio followed by a click.
"Sorry ma'am" offered the red-faced Clyde. I smiled, shook my head and accepted the apology.
As we cruised East on the turnpike, I learned a lot about Clyde. He grew up in a tiny town in Adams County PA. Graduating HS was a big achievement. He assured me that he meant no harm with the Confederate flags. "it's your artwork," I replied.
He became a tow truck driver after stealing cash from the register. He worked the counter at a local truck stop. A job arranged for him by his father who less than thrilled at how his employment ended. He avoided a jail term by paying a 330 dollar fine.
He likes the freedom of being on the road. He is struggling with his sobriety. He has given up the drugs but beer remains a challenge. He learned to smoke and drink from his family. He has had a hard 36 years.
He became choked up when he discussed the loss of his stepmother. She died at age 48 from a heart attack, triggered by obesity, smoking and alcohol.
He has no relationship with his blood parents or his sister. Violence was how his family settled disputes. "Pretty fucked up, huh"....he said, not expecting an answer.
He only communicates with his brother from one of his fathers' relationship. They see each other occasionally. His two year marriage ended ugly because of her continued drug use and infidelity.
Clyde was surprised that I nice. Why on earth, wouldn't I be? I challenged somewhat perplexed. He was helping me. Clyde shared with me numerous stories of the treatment he has received from customers.
The funniest one involved the insurance agency and BMW owner. This gentleman began the scenario by screaming at the dispatcher. You can guess what happened to his call. Yep, bottom of the pile. By the time, Clyde showed up two hours after the first call, this guy was spittin' fire.
First he complained about the dispatcher, then he moved onto how fast Clyde was driving. After this continued for 45 minutes, Clyde told him if he didn't knock it off, he would put him out. The customer piped down for about five miles then started complaining again. So, Clyde pulled over and told him to get out. When the customer realized Clyde was serious, he was shocked. He told Clyde that no one ever stood their ground with him. He sheepishly apologized.
The customer filled up the truck, gave Clyde the 160 receipt plus a 50 dollar tip. What a great story.
He spoke of moving to Cleveland to start over. "Who or what's in Cleveland?" I queried." Just a new start. Problems seem to just show up where I live, he said with dismay.
Just as we arrived at the Bowmansville's rest stop, my blackberry rang. It was my friend checking on my whereabouts and ETA.
He joked about a Confederate flag.....I confirmed its presence. You OK? with a serious tone. Yeah, I'm fine, I replied.
We munched on turkey sandwiches as our journey resumed. Clyde offered to drop me home so my friend did not have shuffle his schedule. I thanked him, but my friend has always been my "2 o'clock in the morning call".
I sensed a undercurrent of sadness as his hurt, struggles, disrespect surfaced in our conversation. Each day is a struggle.
I wasn't sure what to expect. He expected a pain in the ass. We both entered our little adventure with misconceptions but departed with a different sensibility.
I truly wish Clyde peace and joy.
it was a beautiful sunny afternoon, I had just wrapped up an Executive Committee Board meeting in Harrisburg. I left the parking garage when my car simply stopped. After a few unsuccessful attempts to restart my car, two handsome angels kindly pushed me out of harm's way.
Within 30 minutes of my call to AAA, "Clyde" strolled into my life. After exchanging introductions, judging by his reaction, I was not what he expected. The combination of braids, briefcase and business suit threw him.
As he was loading the car, I e-mailed a couple of friends to give them a status, with clear instructions that if I am never heard from again, to tell my baby " I love her." As of late, my travels have been filled with adventures. I was just being a smartass. My attempt at humor.
He stood about 5'5", mid-forties, a baseball cap hid his balding hair, packing a pooch, sportin' Confederate Flags tattoos, anddusty clothes. His voice confirmed years of smoking unfiltered cigarettes.
After settling in the AC challenged cab, we worked through some ground rules for our two hour trip:
Radio? Anything but rap.
Smoking? Window must be down
One stop? Absolutely, over 40 bladder and I needed food. Lunch consisted of two oatmeal cookies.
Our negotiations were interrupted by a twangy voice over the CD radio. "Where are you, at?"
After some banter with one of his colleagues that quickly descended to a level that made me bristle, Clyde cut it short by informing him of the presence of a customer. "Thanks for the warning, asshole" scolded the voice over the radio followed by a click.
"Sorry ma'am" offered the red-faced Clyde. I smiled, shook my head and accepted the apology.
As we cruised East on the turnpike, I learned a lot about Clyde. He grew up in a tiny town in Adams County PA. Graduating HS was a big achievement. He assured me that he meant no harm with the Confederate flags. "it's your artwork," I replied.
He became a tow truck driver after stealing cash from the register. He worked the counter at a local truck stop. A job arranged for him by his father who less than thrilled at how his employment ended. He avoided a jail term by paying a 330 dollar fine.
He likes the freedom of being on the road. He is struggling with his sobriety. He has given up the drugs but beer remains a challenge. He learned to smoke and drink from his family. He has had a hard 36 years.
He became choked up when he discussed the loss of his stepmother. She died at age 48 from a heart attack, triggered by obesity, smoking and alcohol.
He has no relationship with his blood parents or his sister. Violence was how his family settled disputes. "Pretty fucked up, huh"....he said, not expecting an answer.
He only communicates with his brother from one of his fathers' relationship. They see each other occasionally. His two year marriage ended ugly because of her continued drug use and infidelity.
Clyde was surprised that I nice. Why on earth, wouldn't I be? I challenged somewhat perplexed. He was helping me. Clyde shared with me numerous stories of the treatment he has received from customers.
The funniest one involved the insurance agency and BMW owner. This gentleman began the scenario by screaming at the dispatcher. You can guess what happened to his call. Yep, bottom of the pile. By the time, Clyde showed up two hours after the first call, this guy was spittin' fire.
First he complained about the dispatcher, then he moved onto how fast Clyde was driving. After this continued for 45 minutes, Clyde told him if he didn't knock it off, he would put him out. The customer piped down for about five miles then started complaining again. So, Clyde pulled over and told him to get out. When the customer realized Clyde was serious, he was shocked. He told Clyde that no one ever stood their ground with him. He sheepishly apologized.
The customer filled up the truck, gave Clyde the 160 receipt plus a 50 dollar tip. What a great story.
He spoke of moving to Cleveland to start over. "Who or what's in Cleveland?" I queried." Just a new start. Problems seem to just show up where I live, he said with dismay.
Just as we arrived at the Bowmansville's rest stop, my blackberry rang. It was my friend checking on my whereabouts and ETA.
He joked about a Confederate flag.....I confirmed its presence. You OK? with a serious tone. Yeah, I'm fine, I replied.
We munched on turkey sandwiches as our journey resumed. Clyde offered to drop me home so my friend did not have shuffle his schedule. I thanked him, but my friend has always been my "2 o'clock in the morning call".
I sensed a undercurrent of sadness as his hurt, struggles, disrespect surfaced in our conversation. Each day is a struggle.
I wasn't sure what to expect. He expected a pain in the ass. We both entered our little adventure with misconceptions but departed with a different sensibility.
I truly wish Clyde peace and joy.
Labels:
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work life; society
Obama rumbles through Paoli
Obama's train tour has introduced Paoli to the nation. Booman has a great slide show on his site which truly captures the excitement of the event. The Whistle stop was like no other event. Four Amtrak rail cars, a sunny day, a crowd of 3K......
The success of the event highlight's Obama's ability to couple the old fashion techniques with new technological tools. We were notified via e-mail of this Truman like event.
As the Clintons bitch and moan, what seems lost on them, is the fact that Obama is running a well organized, managed and funded campaign. Period. The wheels fell off of the Clinton Campaign in February. She underestimated Obama. Lack of planning, arrogance or worse incompetence. Sound familiar?
I have been working as a Co-Regional Resource Coordinator for Obama. Our Region is made up of the Main Line (Wayne); a recovering steel town (Phoenixville), and rural towns such a Avondale, West Grove and Kennett; a snapshot of the PA demographic.
I have seen from the ground level the excitement inspired by Obama. He has generated an increase of new registered voters. My 21 year old daughter helped, without any arm twisting, me with voter registration.
As I shared with a dear friend of mine, Obama has already changed the political landscape. He finds this position unacceptable, "a moral victory is not enough, he must win", he counseled me. Did I mention he is a brilliant attorney? I wouldn't have him any other way. I digress.
The counties that delivered Rendell to Harrisburg will deliver a PA victory for Obama.
The success of the event highlight's Obama's ability to couple the old fashion techniques with new technological tools. We were notified via e-mail of this Truman like event.
As the Clintons bitch and moan, what seems lost on them, is the fact that Obama is running a well organized, managed and funded campaign. Period. The wheels fell off of the Clinton Campaign in February. She underestimated Obama. Lack of planning, arrogance or worse incompetence. Sound familiar?
I have been working as a Co-Regional Resource Coordinator for Obama. Our Region is made up of the Main Line (Wayne); a recovering steel town (Phoenixville), and rural towns such a Avondale, West Grove and Kennett; a snapshot of the PA demographic.
I have seen from the ground level the excitement inspired by Obama. He has generated an increase of new registered voters. My 21 year old daughter helped, without any arm twisting, me with voter registration.
As I shared with a dear friend of mine, Obama has already changed the political landscape. He finds this position unacceptable, "a moral victory is not enough, he must win", he counseled me. Did I mention he is a brilliant attorney? I wouldn't have him any other way. I digress.
The counties that delivered Rendell to Harrisburg will deliver a PA victory for Obama.
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Sunday, December 30, 2007
Perfect (so far)
Please give credit to Eli Manning and the Giants. They showed up and gave the Patriots a run for their money. Face it, Tom Brady and Randy Moss are just that good.
The side story in this football season, is Randy Moss. He showed up, played well and kept his mouth shut. He may have resurrected his to date underachieving career.
My beloved Eagles were the first team who played for honor against the Patriots. Although, they lost, quite a few folks lost money on the 24 point-point spread (bastards).
I hope Eli gets five minutes of peace from the "critics."
The side story in this football season, is Randy Moss. He showed up, played well and kept his mouth shut. He may have resurrected his to date underachieving career.
My beloved Eagles were the first team who played for honor against the Patriots. Although, they lost, quite a few folks lost money on the 24 point-point spread (bastards).
I hope Eli gets five minutes of peace from the "critics."
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"It is not the critic who counts........."
It is not the critic who counts:
Not the man ho points out how the strong man stumbles
Or
Where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
Whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood,
Who strives valiantly,
Who errs and comes up short again and again….
Who spends himself in a worthy cause;
Who, at the best, knows,
In the end, the triumph of high achievement,
And, who at the worst, if he fails, at LEAST,
He fails while daring greatly.” -Theodore Roosevelt
I was preparing my senior paper in college the first time I discovered this quote. I was comparing the Rizzo machine to the Daley operation. If my memory serves me well, I believe Rizzo had this quote in office.
This quote has always resonated with me. My parents always dared me to ignore societal rules or the "critics" and challenged me to pursue my version of the "American Dream." I am blessed to have such support throughout my insane chaotic journey.
Believe there have been times that I have felt as though I have been battered then tossed out of the arena, only to find myself landing in comfort of my family and friends. They helped me heal my wounds and supported me when I chose to return to the arena.
I will hang this quote my office. This, no doubt, is the only thing that I have in common with the late Frank Rizzo.
Not the man ho points out how the strong man stumbles
Or
Where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
Whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood,
Who strives valiantly,
Who errs and comes up short again and again….
Who spends himself in a worthy cause;
Who, at the best, knows,
In the end, the triumph of high achievement,
And, who at the worst, if he fails, at LEAST,
He fails while daring greatly.” -Theodore Roosevelt
I was preparing my senior paper in college the first time I discovered this quote. I was comparing the Rizzo machine to the Daley operation. If my memory serves me well, I believe Rizzo had this quote in office.
This quote has always resonated with me. My parents always dared me to ignore societal rules or the "critics" and challenged me to pursue my version of the "American Dream." I am blessed to have such support throughout my insane chaotic journey.
Believe there have been times that I have felt as though I have been battered then tossed out of the arena, only to find myself landing in comfort of my family and friends. They helped me heal my wounds and supported me when I chose to return to the arena.
I will hang this quote my office. This, no doubt, is the only thing that I have in common with the late Frank Rizzo.
Friday, December 28, 2007
I've been everywhere man
The last quarter of my life has been insane. I travelled to San Diego, Opelousas, Indian Shores, DC (too many times to count) and St. Louis. Along the way I have met some incredible folks; picked up a sinus infection, which kicked my ass;(No Thanksgiving dinner for yours truly) and successfully pass the baton of Christmas dinner to my daughter. She stepped up and provided an awesome feast.
Year end is our busiest time in this business, we bound coverage for the last account with a 1/1 expiration date this afternoon. We were literally getting quotes on the way to the account this morning. Whew!
I am finally in a position to restore a little normalcy to my life. 2008 looks pretty cool. I am healthy. Most of my friends and family are still on this side.
The progressive think tank board for which I sit, has requested that fill the VP's seat with goal of assuming the Presidency in 2009. I chatted with a few trusted members of my staff & with them keeping the eye on the shop, I have the luxury of stepping up into this role.
I close this year feeling blessed that I had the privildege of being able to be sick and actually miss three days of work AND having the insurance to visit the doctor.
Unfortunately, being able to get sick and get paid has become a priviledge in our society. That is just not right.
The think tank has managed to be at the table to make some policy changes at the Commonwealth level.The insurance companies are an intrusive third party in the sacred relationship between the patient and the doctor.
Before changes are made, health care providers, insurance companies, pharmacies must be accountable for their role in the current disfunctional medical industry.
I hope to change the way health care is delivered at least in our corner of the planet.
Year end is our busiest time in this business, we bound coverage for the last account with a 1/1 expiration date this afternoon. We were literally getting quotes on the way to the account this morning. Whew!
I am finally in a position to restore a little normalcy to my life. 2008 looks pretty cool. I am healthy. Most of my friends and family are still on this side.
The progressive think tank board for which I sit, has requested that fill the VP's seat with goal of assuming the Presidency in 2009. I chatted with a few trusted members of my staff & with them keeping the eye on the shop, I have the luxury of stepping up into this role.
I close this year feeling blessed that I had the privildege of being able to be sick and actually miss three days of work AND having the insurance to visit the doctor.
Unfortunately, being able to get sick and get paid has become a priviledge in our society. That is just not right.
The think tank has managed to be at the table to make some policy changes at the Commonwealth level.The insurance companies are an intrusive third party in the sacred relationship between the patient and the doctor.
Before changes are made, health care providers, insurance companies, pharmacies must be accountable for their role in the current disfunctional medical industry.
I hope to change the way health care is delivered at least in our corner of the planet.
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