Friday Extra: Shocking Blog Expose!

OK. I’m kind of upset today. The blog had a lot less readership this week. I’m not sure what’s going on out there in America, but my numbers are WAY down – across the board. Fewer comments, fewer visits, fewer love.

And don’t ask me how the statistics measure love, they just do.

I know they done turned this recession thing on. Are you sad because of that? Or is it simply because Brittany is having another custody battle?

So. Today I’m pulling out all the stops for you to read and comment on this blog:

First let me start by taunting you… THBBBTHBBBBT

Now this highly controversial photo of a monkey:

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And now a few political buzzwords:

  • timetable
  • cut and run
  • climate change
  • surge
  • not on my watch
  • evolution vs intelligent design

And to top it all off, some politically incorrect terms:

  • illegal alien
  • oriental
  • white trash

Now if you aren’t incensed enough to comment on this post… well you are just passed feeling!

Let me also say that this is blog number 126. I’d like to thank all those who got me to this point, including Hillary, Bill, and Bono.

My Dad can beat up your Dad

It’s official: the republican base is in a panic.

Those reading the political tea leaves are all calling John McCain the “front runner” now for the GOP nomination heading into Super Tuesday. Rudy bowed out of the race and threw what little support he has behind John McCain (hoping for a VP nod, who knows?)

Real conservatives out there are in a quandary and conniption (both words I spelled wrong… thanks spell checker…). They hate McCain. A lot. In fact, many would rather vote for a Democrat than McCain.

My main problem with McCain is that he trashed my guy, Mitt. Sure Mitt did his share of attack ads, and is seen as cold and unknowable by the others in the republican field, but McCain is an attack dog with a temper. Mitt stuck to the issues, while McCain just lied about him and made personal jabs.

I currently hate McCain because he’s smarmy. I hate his pretend grin. I hate the way that he calls everyone “my friend,” especially in a moment when they aren’t being very friendly. I hate his haughty, glib attitude that can only come from serving for as many years as he has in the US Senate.

In my opinion, Romney is still the best guy for the job, and with the economy continuing on a crash course, he’s the only one on either side I would trust to pull us out of this financial disaster. McCain has admitted his strength is in foreign policy and not on economic matters. Duh… it’s really easy to be the world’s biggest saber rattler! But try being a good economist… not so easy.

So what happens if there’s no Romney Rally on Super Tuesday? What will I do? I have been thinking about this question since Tuesday evening. Could I in good faith support a McCain candidacy? I do claim to be a moderate, and so I shouldn’t have too much to hate McCain over, besides my bruised ego from him beating my guy up.

So the conclusion I came to is: taxes. Whichever candidate I feel like will keep my taxes the lowest, I will end up voting for. As I wrote earlier this week, we’re all pretty much agreed on the problems our nation faces, but I want the government to provide market-based solutions and to tax me as little as possible to make them happen.

And I’m no idiot… no politician would be caught dead saying they would raise taxes in an election year and during this economic uncertainty. So it’s back to the tea leaves and crystal ball, I guess.

So whether that candidate is a republican, democrat, independent, green, libertarian, or even whig, they are getting my vote this fall.

Idol does Omaha

Let’s talk about Chris Burnheisel. Wow… he is like a little nuclear reaction ready to run out of control at any moment. He actually reminds me of Ross the Intern from the Tonight Show. All I can say is poor Fox 42 who now has to put up with his dumb whiny voice.

Some great quotes from last night’s AI episode:

RossTheInternWannabe: <geting more and more exicted> “I would do it in a heartbeat. Oh and I gave them gifts. I GAVE THEM GIFTS! OHHHH and THEY LOVED THEM!”

Simon: <after being given a present> “Can’t we just have money.”

Paula: <getting ready to arm wrestle a Nebraska girl twice her size> “My God, your skin is so beautiful!

Randy: “No… completely not right… … wrong.”

Simon: <to Paula> “You go be insincere for five minutes so Ryan can be a judge.”

Ryan: <under his breath> “This is the easiest gig ever.”

Simon: “What would your friends say about you entering American Idol?”
Rocker dude: “Well, they obviously want the best for me..”
Simon: “No friends ever do…”

So… after they lambasted Ryan for telling the girl to stop fidgeting, Paula says, “One thing I wil say is that your showmanship need a bit of improvement.” And Simon says, “yeah, that’s a good comment.” Poor Ryan. He’d make a good judge. Maybe me and Ryan can take Randy and Simon’s place in 2 seasons.

Oh and… nice jazz hands and gold lame sparkles. uhhhhhhh

Overall, Oh-maha was unimpressive.  Just a bunch of copycats and wannabes.  No real original voices or personalities.

“Other door”

The State of Our Union

seal-presidential-color.jpgLast night, President Bush gave his last State of the Union speech. The pundits and politicians are abuzz with how it did or didn’t meet what is expected of such a speech in an election year, where much of the public’s attention is turned to candidate promises, and not as much on congressional action.

In short, this whole year will be a basic waste of time for our government.

So what is the real state of our union? Frenetic.

We are all running around like chickens with our heads cut off. We have a serious economic situation, but rather than having a ‘come to jesus’ moment and accepting the losses and bursting of our housing bubble, many just think the government should just fix it.

You don’t fix a leaking bubble by just pumping more air into it. You have to fix the leak.

The most convincing part of the speech for me was somehting he has had a lot of practice with: explaining and reinforcing his unpopular foreign policy stance. He convincingly stated our world role in defeating radical Jihadists and promoting moderate governments in middle eastern and Islamic countries. His rhetoric about the current state of the middle east, with the wind of the successful Iraq surge in his sails, was actually optimistic and forward looking. In a way it was a challenge for the next President, “Don’t screw up the gains we’ve worked so hard to achieve.”

But despite our recent success in this area, the frenetics in our country still won’t shut up. “Pull out!” “Pull out!” they scream from their easy chairs, when they have no idea what that even means. America, get used to the idea of us having a large presence in the middle east for a much longer time. Even if we take our military off the streets and take our posture from an offensive one to a defensive one, we will still have thousands of troops in Iraq for many years to come. Get used to that idea.

Strangely, I observed much less partisanship on the basic issues than there has been in the past. I think most everyone agrees we have to do something about the cost of health care, the future bankrupting of social security, illegal immigration, and even global co2 emmissions. Everyone seems to agree that these things need solutions, but the actual solutions are what we can’t seem to agree on.

Part of this is, again, due to frenetics in our politics. People are more concerned with being right than doing right. Some of these problems are so complex and their ramifications are so deep that there is no clear ‘best’ solution, but there are certainly good and better ideas that could be tried.

Making no decision is oftentimes worse than making a less than perfect decision.

With so much focus on the election and primaries, I almost forgot President Bush was there. But last night was a good opportunity to reflect on what he’s done in the last 7 years. While I don’t agree with every policy of his administration, and some of the tactics and secrecy, I still admire him for his strength of character. It is extremely lonely at the top, and he has handled himself gracefully, on principles, despite his abysmal approval rating. You always know what you’re getting with President Bush.

I only hope that our next President is someone with similar principles and integrity. Because mostly, I just want to know exactly what I’m getting into for the next 4-8 years.

With the time we’re given

For the past three nights I have been watching each installment of “The Lord of the Rings” trilogy. It’s such a masterpiece of film for every reason: writing, design, directing, acting, and special effects. It’s an epic. My favorite part, though, is that it retains many of the literary themes which are the heart of what makes the books so beloved.

One such prevailing theme comes up when Frodo is lamenting the fact that he had received the ring. Gandalf explains, “All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”

Frodo and Sam were just little Hobbits. They weren’t great warriors, extremely skilled with the sword or cunning; but they were pure in heart and true to each other. Even when dealing with the greatest evil of their time, it was that essence of their soul that saved them. Their relationship was tried to the limit.

They weren’t necessarily extraordinary people, but they accomplished extraordinary things.

We are all responsible for the “time that is given to us.” It has been said that time is the great equalizer. Everyone gets exactly the same number of hours in each day, and all we can decide is what to do with that time.

Great men and women have come and gone from this world, leaving indelible legacies on the history books and in the hearts of mankind. Most were just ordinary people, doing extraordinary things.

The Tale of the Tragic Salad

My brother is the assistant manager in a grocery store meat department, and yesterday he had the unfortunate experience of firing an employee.  This particular employee had worked for the store for over 20 years, and was a little lady who had a propensity for taking the five finger discount on random things in the store.

Apparently, the assistant store director caught her stealing and eating a salad for lunch yesterday, and decided that the hammer must fall; and of course, my brother had the luck of being the supervisor at the time.

He was reluctant to have to fire an employee, but as he put it, “you just can’t steal.”

So the lady lost her job of 22 years over $1.42 salad.  Kind of tragic, no?

Then on my way to work today, I learned of an investment banker in France who made fraudulent trades amounting 7.1 billion dollars in loss from Societe Generale.  Apparently he was a rank and file employee, earning less than 100,000/yr, who might singlehandedly bring down an enormous financial institution.

I think he’ll get fired.  He might face charges.  A similar case in England landed Nick Leeson in prison for 6 years. You’d think a plummeting porfolio… you know… down by say… 7 billion dollars, would have thrown a red flag somewhere.  Heck, if I lost 1 billion, I think I would want to know about it.

So whose crime was worse?  Are both simply crimes of gross negligence?  Or is there more to the story?
Surprisingly (to myself) I don’t have much commentary on either of these situation… except to say, “how tragic.”

Goodbye Thompson, Hello Recession, Goodbye Heath Ledger

Yesterday was a crazy day!

First, Fred Thompson finally dropped out of the race. Well… I can’t say “dropped out” really… I mean he was barely even running. He was more walking, skulking, or sauntering. Maybe he was mozying. Yes. Mozying. And now he’s undoubtedly back in his overstuffed armchair watching old Law and Order reruns (like the rest of us)…

Also, Bernanke announced that the Fed would cut interest rates by .75% yesterday, one of the biggest cuts in over 20 years. Way to show no one’s panicked in this country, especially in the financial sector… whoa! Big write downs again today by Bank of America and Wachovia… awesome. More correction…

BRING IT ON! I’m not trying to tempt the fates. I don’t want good hard working Americans to lose their jobs or retirement money, but I’m OK with some of those billion dollar hedge funds and executive bonuses to be brought down out of the sky. But there’s another, better reason for wanting our economy to slip… it’s the only way a republican will get elected this fall — and by then, we’ll have probably pulled out of this bagel anyway.

And who better to lead the republican party and the nation during a financial crisis than the man who made a fortune making turnarounds for a living. Americans will be desperate for an aggressive economic policy, giving President Mitt Romney the Carte Blanche he needs to clean house in our federal government and give us our tax dollars back. Every percentage point that slips off the Dow is one more for Romney.

Lastly and sadly, Heath Ledger died yesterday from an apparent overdose. He was a certainly a gifted actor, but it wasn’t his death that shook me… it was the fact that he was less than 2 years older than me. Talk about making you feel mortal… Sadly, Ledger will now only be remembered for playing a gay cowboy, (who incidentally is one of the most tragic characters in all cinema) rather than for the great body of work he had yet inside of him. Perhaps it is that loss that we should grieve most of all.

People’s Silly Names

Have you ever noticed that some people’s names seem indelibly tied to their work or life story in some way? How do these people’s parents do it? Are they clairvoyant as to what the child will grow up to become? Does your name determine how nerdy or cool you will be?

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Last week I got a notice in my email that they were going to be doing electrical work on the first floor here at work. Who was it from? Buzzy Garrison, campus electrician.Yes, buzzy was destined to work in the electrical field. His name begs it.

Bronco Mendenhall, another good example, is the head football coach for my alma mater. With a name like Bronco, this man HAD to be a football player or coach. Could you imagine walking into your financial planner’s office and saying, “Hey Bronco, how is my portfolio going?”

So maybe I’ll have kids one day, and I can determine their fates by the names I choose. I’ll name one Crusher… he will be the athletic one, maybe even go into pro wrestling. I’ll name one Mortimer. He can be nerdy and rich. I’ll name one Striker. That is a celebrity’s name.

Seems like a fool proof way to control my children’s future.

Any weird names you run into lately?