Showing posts from July, 2016

Minimum Decent Housing, Not Minimum Wage

In the 1860s, many Americans did not even go to school. Graduating high school was uncommon.

My father was born in the 1920s. He was a high school dropout. This was common in his era and not some kind of black mark. He went on to a military career where he was a decorated soldier. He retired as an E-8, which is a high ranking NCO, and it came with good benefits, better than what the military offers today.

In fact, the military created the GED to address the issue of giving credit to its many high school drop outs who were, nonetheless, intelligent and competent people. Yet, by the time my own career military husband was on recruiting duty, having only a GED qualified you for lesser jobs than if you had a high school diploma.

As the global population increases, society becomes more complex. We require more skills and education to be able to make life work and education has been trending upwards.

These days, if you don't have some minimal level of education, such as the abil…

Mishearing Lyrics

When I was growing up, you mostly listened to music on the radio or possibly on your record player at home. If you bought the album, it possibly had the lyrics written somewhere on the album cover or paper insert, but there was no internet for readily googling the lyrics.

Over the years, I had heard or read stories of people mishearing lyrics. I recall one humorous piece that include the fact that one older lady thought "The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes" was "The girl with colitis goes by."

These were fairly often humor pieces and seemingly presented as funny in part because of what it said about the listener who had misheard the lyric. The above lyric is from the song Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. Many people interpret this song as a drug song, though The Beatles deniedit. The older woman was likely a conservative individual and disinclined to interpret things through the lens of drug use and drug culture. So, she heard something else.

Drugs and music are …

Que Sera?

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera SeraI commented today that I would move to Europe in a heartbeat if it were feasible. That has me contemplating my future, what I wish it looked like and what it might actually look like. It has me wondering if that is mere crazy talk, if living in Europe is just not realistic at all.
I am currently in California. I first moved to the West Coast a bit over 21 years ago. We lived in Richland, Washington from May 1995 until February 1998. 
From there, my husband was assigned to the National Training Center in Southern California, though we had to go to Georgia for about four months first. We were at NTC about 2.75 years. From there, we went to the San Francisco Bay Area. I was there nearly 5 years. 
I left during my divorce because I could not afford to stay. I went home to Georgia. Family support and familiar surroundings helped me through my divorce.
For health reasons, I returned to California a bit ov…

Less Exclusive

I have been online for about eighteen years. I have a track record of promoting inclusiveness on various forums while simultaneously being told I am imagining things and doing no such thing. The evidence seems quite clear to me, yet other people never seem to see it. I have found this experience quite crazy making. It has left me feeling a bit like I have a Cassandra Complex.So, Saturday was this awful day and I ended up stuck somewhere waiting a long time. This led to a conversation with one of my sons, while we waited. And I think I may finally understand a specific element of what I do that promotes diversity or inclusion while my part in it remains invisible to other people such that when I try to say "I did that" everyone unanimously shouts me down and says Nuh-uh.When most people are trying to promote inclusiveness, they do just that: Try to include or reach out to certain specifically excluded groups. This has all kinds of inherent problems and does not work well. In …


Someone named Erica Joy wrote a piece called Processing. In it, she comments on the fact that you cannot "Call in black" at work to grieve or otherwise cope with the very real race related drama currently going on.Some overprivileged asshole quoted that on Twitter and said, essentially, you cannot do that "because it's bullshit."Frankly, I am not a good ally to people of color. I am homeless and desperately poor and I have gotten too much shit off people of color over my "white privilege" when my white privilege includes a predominantly white homozygous recessive genetic disorder that has tortured me my entire life and is the reason I am desperately poor and homeless. So, I get pretty grumpy when people of color take their baggage out on me instead of having some sympathy for how incredibly shitty my life is.But, you know, I don't go to Twitter to listen to assholes share their shit. I go there because it has been a more positive experience for me…

Money is not Wealth

I am being asked again why I am against Basic Income. There are a lot of reasons, but, in a nutshell it boils down to these two points:1) It will make it vastly less likely that we will ever focus on solving our real problem: The chronic and worsening lack of affordable housing.
2) It will create a permanent underclass and make cultural barriers between the classes worse.I am writing this off the top of my head and off line, so it is possible that some details will be inaccurate. I fully expect people who are pro Basic Income and not really interested in taking counterarguments seriously to nitpick it, as they always do, and use any minor error as an excuse to dismiss the entire argument. And I am not going to try to defend against such people. It could be perfect, and then they would resort to some other ugly tactic. Such people cannot be reached. For those actually interested in what I think, here we go:The 1950s created the Baby Boomer generation. This was an unprecedented phenomen…