Archive for February, 2012

It turns out rich people really are evil.

Wednesday, February 29th, 2012

When I heard the news, I was mulling over the Republican candidate’s determined decision to be publicly proud of his wealth, and I wondered if he’d get off his leash in some small town where a reporter might ask him about it. But I suppose the story will drift off like they all do (some study somewhere just revealed rich people lie and cheat more than the rest of us).

The recent hard times aren’t going to change anything, but they did make it plainer than usual: what we all really want most to be is, well, bad.

No chance

Saturday, February 18th, 2012

I’ve been thinking about young mothers in the United States. For the first time, more than half are unmarried. Except the college-educated. Those girls still pair up before parenthood. I wonder if it’s about success. I wonder what ‘success’ is.

I need to get out more. I need to learn how people think. I don’t know what we all expect. I walk by a woman on the street and I can’t imagine what she’s hoping for. Maybe she’s just like me: I don’t know why I woke up this morning. Outside my imagination, I’ve got no control over what happens to me today.

I could probably find some young single mothers, since most young mothers are, and ask them what they’re thinking. But I wouldn’t understand the answers. My experience is all about security and control, like those college-educated girls’. They sign a contract with somebody, work their asses off for thirty years and own their own big homes in the right neighborhoods some day. We don’t really have to wonder if it’s enough. We took what we were offered.

More than half our kids don’t get an offer, and they do what I would do. They do what they can. I’m raising children with a spouse, because I can, and I pray for the best for my boys. Maybe those single mothers would like a spouse helping out, too. Maybe their girlfriends and boyfriends and parents already help enough, and that’s the way they want it. Maybe some single moms are strong, independent, and secure; happy to be raising their little ones by themselves. Maybe some of them are desperate and helpless and stuck. But none of us are going anywhere on our own.

Nice weather we’re having.

Saturday, February 11th, 2012

Folks comment on unusual weather a lot these days. For several years I’ve enjoyed responding with the joke, ‘but it’s not Global Warming!’

At last, people have stopped getting it. Everybody knows the planet’s heating up. The blubbering foo-bobs still in public denial are being ignored in their political corners. So people are forgetting why my response was funny. But of course, we have no collective will to address the situation.

As voters, we’re always going to put taxes, war, and development before everything else. So I suggest we start fixing the environment by using our pocketbooks, instead. It isn’t easy to do. There are plenty of energy sources less destructive than those we pay our power companies for. We need a way to choose to pay for the ones we want.