Capitalism - Feudalism without the Kings
Tax the Rich
Website Wednesday (sorry for the double title of Website Wednesday; I couldn't maneuver the site without adding a second one)
I think it was Ellison in the Invisible Man who had the grandfather say (as I've quoted, I'm sure inaccurately, here before): The white man always has the black man chasing his tail.
IM was a novel about blacks in a white society but I think Grandpa's message cuts through all races and I'd rewrite it as: The rich always has the poor/middle class/not so rich chasing his tail.
Keep them busy with basic existence issues (health care, housing,
utility bills) and they really won't be lifting their heads to see the
chicanery going on all around them.
This
is all brought home to me right now. Hospice care-giving is leaving me
so physically tired (I didn't know that my legs could hurt so much) that
all my anger/concern/disbelief (Why? Please tell me why draconian
anti-abortion laws are soooo important to so many male politicians as
they gleefully cut social aid needed when that embryo/fetus becomes an
actual baby?) has sort of packed its bags and headed for a summer
vacation in distant climes. I'm assuming when this is all over, and it
will be all over, it will return. But right now, like Grandpa, all I'm
trying to do is twirl around rapidly so I can grab my tail.
A picture to start and just one picture:
I
think I know where this picture was taken. If not, it's close enough to
a place to I know well that I got chills looking at it. Pictures can do
that to me. I'm gathering creative writing prompts for the kids' summer
work, maybe I'll use this one.
OK, maybe this is overkill, but do you get the same thoughts I get when I look at this picture?:
Just what has gone on behind these walls?
And even more pictures (Hey! It's summer.):
Of all the cities in the US that I've visited, I think New Orleans had the most
European flavor. I loved visiting New Orleans and it's probably the
only city I'd want to re-re-visit. Chris Jordan has a great, sad
collection from the aftermath of Katrina: the chair in the fence, the
fridge in the tree. Take a look.
OK, so maybe I'm losing it with:
What
you do here is use your mouse to get the big gray ball to reproduce so
that the final screen will be filled will tiny, teeny gray balls. It's
not your Mensa site but there is something very soothing in the
consistency of your task. And yes, the balls will get so tiny that they
cease to "breed."
And finally:
No, I have not flipped. Hooda Math games are a variation on the room escape games (in that your mission is to find the hidden room) that I've been playing lately. Very easy with a touch of math (safe code will be one number subtracted
from another number you must find.) I like the simplicity and there is a
consistent enough logic that I don't need cheats. It's safe for the
office and if "caught" you can always say: My kid needs some fun math exercises this summer so I'm trying these out.
OK, that's it for today. See you next week.
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