
Monday
February 4 , 2008
The door of a bigoted mind opens outwards so that the only
result of the pressure of facts upon it is to close it more snugly.
Ogden Nash, author (1902-1971)
Christy had an appointment for a 'Port Flush' today, we took Autumn because she
is sick and we took Cindy because we were both too tired to fight her.
It was a fairly laid back day and we got the shopping done for the week...
damn... it's expensive to live these
days...
Tuesday
February 5 , 2008
People crushed by law have no hope but
from power. If laws are their enemies, they will be enemies to laws; and those
who have much to hope and nothing to lose will always be dangerous.
Edmund Burke
Hectic day, lots of snow.
G'pa dropped off his car and I picked him up at Can-Am.
Apparently he lost control of it he an G'ma went off the
road up on Tiger yesterday and had to get pulled out of a snow bank. He hadn't told
Christy. I think it embarrassed and frightened him a little.
I picked up Amanda's cell phone and Monica's medicine and took it to the
high school, christy gave me Cindy's medication so I had to make another trip, I
went to the school again and picked up Amanda who had an appointment at the
dentist in Colville, Monica came by and got permission from Christy to ditch the
last two class and mooch a ride, I turned in Christian's Drivers Permit, it is
suspended till the end of March... long story... I went to UniCell and made a
claim on the insurance for Cindy's phone, for some reason it quit working after
going through the washer and dryer in her pants pocket.
We went to Subway and came home...
Calie played Ritzville at Spokane Community College at 17:00, they are the
best team in their conference, they had not allowed over 30 points scored
against them and they had not scored less than 70 all year, our girls lost by 20
points but that;s better than anyone else has done, they will play again on
Thursday, I am going to try to be there for that one but Amanda has another
dental appointment that day...logistics. They left Spokane at 20:05, they won't
be back here till 22:00.
Wednesday
February 6 , 2008
"It is when power is wedded to chronic fear that it becomes formidable"
Eric Hoffer
I had a tiff (whatever that is) with Calie this morning.
I had asked her not to let her car idle for over 5 minutes several times and it
had been running for a while when I came in and asked her if she was about to
leave, she said "Yeah", I said "When" she said "Soon" I said
"That's a Christian
Word, "What does "Soon" mean?" and she didn't answer, Christy went in and she
was crying and she said "He said I was like Christian..." Damn, All I wanted was
to know if I should leave the car running or turn it off. I hate that she is so
confrontational, I hate that I get upset by petty things... I hate that we both
have tempers, I really hate it when she cries and I know I was responsible.
I have no idea what it must be like to be her, she has stresses that I
can't even imagine, the least of which is being a teenager one year and six
months from graduating High School... sixteen years old in a committed
relationship, Basketball Playoffs looming... Calie is special to me, ever since
I held her pudgy little body in my hands. She was so tiny and so cute and so
vulnerable, she cried great gut wrenching sobs. She was afraid of everything and
easily betrayed because she had such high expectations. She was the one who made
things happen, parties, shows, plays, costumes, forts, makeup and redecorating.
Never satisfied and always determined...
Not a real busy day, sort of laid back actually, just trivial annoyances
and petty aggravations... I am ready for Winter to start winding down,
unfortunately we are due for a good storm tonight and there is snow forecasted
every day into next week... unfortunately I have absolutely no influence with
Mother Nature.
Thursday
February 7 , 2008
"An election cannot give a country a firm sense of direction if it has two or
more national parties which merely have different names but are as alike in
their principles and aims as two peas in the same pod"
Franklin
D. Roosevelt
Snow last night and snowing now, I am not going to Colville so we called
and rescheduled Amanda's Dental appointment. I plowed and the kids did the roof,
we can not see the first floor of the house from the street now.
Friday
February 8 , 2008
"...each candidate behaved well in the hope of being judged worthy of election.
However, this system was disastrous when the city had become corrupt. For then
it was not the most virtuous but the most powerful who stood for election, and
the weak, even if virtuous, were too frightened to run for office."
Niccolo Machiavelli
Monica, Amanda and I went down to Spokane Falls Community College to watch
Calie play her playoff game, Calie's team won and Trevor's team lost, both will
play again tomorrow. This sort of activity really sucks up time, I really enjoy
the games but I really hate the drive.
When Calie is on the floor the whole gymnasium takes on a different aura
for me, it's like I am a part of her, when she makes a basket or steals the ball
or makes a good pass I feel like I am a right out there on the court with her. I
watched Trevor and his first two shots were 3 pointers
Saturday
February 9 , 2008
"Always vote for principle, though you may vote alone, and you may cherish the
sweetest reflection that your vote is never lost."
John Quincy Adams
Calie and Trevor spent the night in Spokane in a suite with Trevor's
Parents, Grandparents and Aunt... Calie slept with Aunt Chris.
Monica went to the games with me today, Amanda went to Deborah's trailer,
so she didn't go. We got there just after the boys varsity started against
Wilpinit, we had beaten them twice this year in the final minute, this time that
took our team apart and won but a good margin. The Girls Varsity got off to a
good start with Maria putting on a show but by the second quarter the other team
had Maria's number and shut her down, Natika and Heather tried to take up the
pressure off but they beat us by 11 points.
The roof Mike and Brandon built over the trailer down by the cemetery
collapsed under the weight of the snow... 4' of snow at 13 pounds per square
foot equals 46.8 tons of snow, no wonder it collapsed...
Christy & Cindy went to the Democratic Caucus in Ione, we are Obama
supporters and I was really feeling bad that I would be unable to attend. Obama
is leading with a projection that he will take 70%
of the delegates.
Christy was unhappy with the the fella leading the event, too much unnecessary
and irrelevant Bush Bashing, plus he started the Caucus 20 minutes early and
announced that HE
would be nominated as one of the
delegates... a little arrogant and and pompous for Christy's taste. But we did
our part. One of my neighbors was a Hillary supporter and tried to disparage
Obama by saying that Obama had said that his first act as president would be to
bomb Pakistan, no one corrected him... What he said that he would not hesitate
to attack confirmed terrorists in Pakistan with or without Musharif's
permission.
Sunday
February 10 , 2008
I worry that the person who thought up Muzak may be thinking up something else.
Lily Tomlin
Daddy fall down go boom... I was going down stairs in wool socks and
both feet went out from under me, nothing damaged but my pride but it got me to
thinking just how fragile our existence is. Even if everything is going well and
you are in perfect health all it takes is on misplaced step and everything is
just over. Daddy fall down, go boom... bye bye Daddy.
I am amazed that any of us survived puberty...

February 9, 2008
Flying a Chinese-Made American Flag to
Stimulate the Economy
By Brasch Walking down Main Street, pushing a grocery cart loaded with
clothes, toys, and appliances was Marshbaum. Fastened to the right front corner
of the cart was an American flag tied onto a three-foot ruler.
“Patriot!” he was calling out. “Step aside for an American patriot!” “You posing
as a homeless veteran to get spare change?” I asked after almost being
body-checked by the cart.
“I’m doing exactly what the government told me to do,” he replied. “The
government told you to load up a shopping cart and run pedestrians off the
sidewalk?” “No, Ink-Breath, I just spent my $600 rebate check. I’m stimulating
the economy just like George Bush and everyone running for re-election this year
wanted.” With almost no opposition, Congress had agreed to the President’s
massive rebate program. Violating almost every principle of conservative
politics, except the one for self- preservation of their jobs, the Republicans
willingly tossed around money in a naive belief it would slow down the
recession. The plan was to mint almost $120 billion for the people, mostly to
make them think they should be grateful to Big Government for its concern for
the “Little Guy,” even ones making up to $250,000 a year. That $600 individual
rebate was also a lame disguise to make the people overlook the $50 billion that
was being distributed in the form of tax rebates for American business, a
Republican pet project. Only at the last minute—and only because the Democrats
demanded it and agreed not to fight the Republicans who refused to allow heating
assistance for the impoverished and extra money for the unemployed—did the final
proposal include $300 for each of the 250,000 disabled veterans, and $600 for
each of 20 million senior citizens who didn’t qualify.
The $168 billion “stimulus package,” had it not been spent on buying votes,
could have given every uninsured American health care for at least a year. It
could have significantly improved medical and psychiatric facilities for
veterans. It could have helped rebuild New Orleans and other cities decaying
from neglect. It could even have been the base for massive public works program
to improve the nation’s infrastructure while giving jobs to the unemployed, a
program similar to what Franklin Delano Roosevelt created to bring America out
of its depression. Nevertheless, no matter what the $168 billion was used for,
it was less than one-third what has been spent on the invasion and occupation of
Iraq. “Marshbaum,” I asked, “how does having all this drek help the economy?”
“Just like the President demands,” he explained, “the people will be so grateful
for the money they will buy things they don’t need in order to help business
make more money and stop a recession.” “Isn’t it likely,” I asked, “that the
people will use the money to pay their mortgages or for overdue health care
bills?” “Only if they’re traitors who don’t want to see the end of the
recession,” he said. “Me, I’m the patriot. I’m doing what I’m told.” I picked up
some of the items in Marshbaum’s cart. The clothes were made in Pakistan and
Thailand. The books were printed in Hong Kong. The toaster had a label, “Hecho
in Mexico.” The half-dozen toys, each probably carrying unspecified amounts of
lead, came from China. “Even your American flag,” I pointed out, “was probably
made in China.” “Of course it was,” said Marshbaum proudly. “Who could afford it
if it were American-made?” “This doesn’t help Americans!” I said. Marshbaum was
quick with his response.
“Bought them at Wal-Mart. Big Box hires Americans to sell the products. I buy
the products. Two stimuli for the price of one!” I reminded Marshbaum that last
year 1.6 million Americans were laid off, most of them probably because not only
was the economy diving lower than a nuclear sub, but that American companies had
formed alliances with slave-wage companies in other countries to provide
products that skilled union workers once made in America. Marshbaum didn’t even
blink.
“Cheaper products are better for Americans,” he again emphasized, and then
launched a discourse about how if the products were more expensive, Americans
couldn’t afford them and the economy would suffer from a lack of what voodoo and
government economists call “vitality.” “If the companies hired American labor,”
I reminded him, “the workers would have more money to buy more things, even if
they were more expensive. The economy would recover.” “A fifteen buck shirt is
three times better than a forty-five buck shirt,” he said.
“Even if the bosses buy cheap cloth and 10-year-olds are paid pennies an hour to
make shirts that the stitching falls out in two months?” “So you buy two more
shirts. No big deal. Stimulates the cash registers. More times the drawers open,
the better it is for business. Now, do you have any more dumb comments or
questions?” “Just one. Why are you wheeling everything home? Is your car in the
shop?” “That’s two questions, but since reporters are math-challenged, I’ll
answer both of them with one question.” His one question made far more sense
than anything else he said this cool, windy afternoon. “With gas prices over
three bucks a gallon, who can afford to drive?” [Walter Brasch, an award-winning
journalist, is professor of mass communications at Bloomsburg University. His
latest book is Sinking the Ship of State: The Presidency of George W. Bush,
available at amazon.com and other bookstores. You may contact Brasch through his
website, www.walterbrasch.com] Authors Website: www.walterbrasch.com Authors
Bio: Walter Brasch is an award-winning journalist and university professor. His
current books are America's Unpatriotic Acts: The Federal Government's Violation
of Constitutional and Civil Rights, and 'Unacceptable': The Federal response to
Hurricane Katrina, both available at amazon.com, borders.com and most major
on-line bookstores.
Line of the Day
February 8, 2008
The day before the New Hampshire
primary, Hillary Clinton teared up on camera.
The day before Super Tuesday, Hillary Clinton teared up on camera and
had coughing fit on-air.
After Super Tuesday, Clinton announced that she had loaned her own
campaign $5 Million, and her campaign implied that senior staff were
going unpaid. The latter was particularly surprising as Clinton is one
of the all-time greatest political fund raisers in American history.
Aides denied any suggestion that Clinton was in any way
exaggerating her difficulties or even seeking to play to her supporter's
sense of victim hood. Nonetheless, a draft memo fished from the garbage
cans behind her campaign HQ is suggestive:
February 9 - LA, NE, WA Caucuses: Cry on camera, walk with limp
February 12 - VA, DC, MD Primaries: Cry, limp, wear sunglasses, then
remove to reveal black eye. Deny Bill hit you.
February 19 - HI Caucus, WI Primary: Announce cutting back tour
schedule to accommodate second job as Waffle House waitress.
March 4 - OH, RI, TX, VT Primaries: Wear arm in sling. Facial
bruising. Deny Obama hit you.
March 8 - WY Caucus: Sling, neck brace, eye patch. Prosthetic hand?
Claw? Too harsh? Peg leg? Too Pirate-y?? Youth vote?
March 11 - MS Primary: Act sleepy; explain that budget cuts have left
you malnourished because you insist "staffers eat first."
April 22 - PA Primary: Offer to sell Kidney, "lightly bruised."
May 20 - KY, OR Primaries: Wheelchair! Polio! FDR!
June 3 - MT, SD Primaries: TBD: Just a crown of thorns or a real
cross?? Will depend on polling.
Further research tasks: What did Bette Davis have in "Dark Victory"?
What did the girl die of in "Love Story"? Can we save the crucifixion
for the general?