Sunday, February 20, 2011

Birds of a Feather

Did you know that bird-watching is the largest spectator sport in America? While I'm not a true birder, I do provide for the birds on my Sonoran Desert retreat. I maintain three types of feeder (wild bird seed, thistle, and hummingbird) and I keep water available. When I cleared a space for myself, I left several tangled piles of mesquite brush for roosting and nesting.

I have a field guide, Birds of Arizona, and have noted more than thirty species and sub-species on and above my property. Most are common wildfowl–finches, sparrows, doves, and quail. I have also spotted less common fowl: a pair of great horned owls, a blue grosbeak, and a male lazuli bunting. The female lazuli was probably with him, but she looks so much like a common sparrow I overlooked her. But then isn't that the point of the female having less gaudy plumage?

The birds seem appreciative of the food and water, but have no idea that I am their benefactor; they scatter to the winds when I come near. Why does anyone go to the trouble and expense of taking care of wild birds? My neighbor, whose wife also caters to wildfowl, once quipped, "I wonder what the birds did before bird feeders?"

As he was hinting, I expect the birds got along just fine. It's just that they were not feeding where I could pass the time observing them and marveling at the rich diversity of the bird world.

Need a bird feeder or want to learn more about wild birds? Here's the place to go.

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Wealthy is he who knows he has enough. –Lao Tzu

According to Robert Reich, "Last year, America’s top thirteen hedge-fund managers earned an average of $1 billion each. One of them took home $5 billion."

Heavens to Murgatroyd! What in the name of Zeus does a single man or woman do to deserve an annual salary of a billion dollars? Where does the money come from to pay a billion-dollar salary?

According to Wikipedia, "[H]edge funds are open only to a limited range of professional or wealthy investors... and are exempt from many of the regulations that govern ordinary investment funds." Hmmm... then the work of a hedge fund manager is to help the rich become even richer.

Most hedge fund managers are compensated on a "2 and 20" basis, that is, they receive 2% of each investment "up front"–plus 20% of the profits. So a manager who earned $1 billion increased the wealth of his or her investors by $5 billion (of which he took $1 billion). And where did this $5 billion come from? Presumably from other investors who lost an equal amount of money in this zero-sum game.

So, do hedge funds contribute to the economy? Do they produce a product, provide a service, create jobs or stimulate the economy? Nope. A hedge fund is just a huge crap game played by the super rich. Winnings are taxed at the "capital gains" rate of just 15%, which is a "wash" as far as the IRS is concerned since the losers are able to declare an equal amount in "capital losses" on their tax returns.

And you thought the rich invested their money in banks, which provide capital for entrepreneurs to fund businesses that create jobs for workers. Isn't that how "trickle down economics" is supposed to work? Isn't that the reason the Republicans don't want to burden the rich with high taxes? The hard truth is that supply-side economics does not work because the rich would rather play "hedge fund games" with their money and invest it off-shore where they get better interest rates than paid by the banks in the U.S.

The solution? Return to a progressive income tax. Robert Reich has proposed a tax system as follows:
    $15 million and up would be taxed 70%
    $5 million to $15 million would be taxed 60%
    $1/2 million to $5 million would be taxed 50%
Taxes on earnings less than $500K would be cut. [NB: We're talking individual earned income, not corporate & business taxes.]

So, if you managed a hedge fund and earned $1,000,000,000, and couldn't find any loopholes in the tax laws, you'd still take home $300,000,000. Even at the lower end of the highest tax bracket, with a salary of a mere $15,000,000, you would still take home $6,255,000. Shouldn't that be enough?

Enough is enough!

Most of us think of tax as a "four-letter word," but it is a necessary evil. A progressive tax is the only way to control the greed of the super-rich and bootstrap our economy out of the Great Recession. Think Robin Hood! We simply must take from the rich–especially the super-rich–not to give to the poor, but to provide the middle and lower classes with a decent living–with jobs, education, and health care.

It only seems fair that those who are sucking the cream off the top of the economy should pay more in taxes than those of us left with skimmed milk in our trough.

P.S. Watch "Real Time with Bill Mahr," the Feb 18th episode.

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Saturday, February 19, 2011

What's wrong with this picture?

If you watch the evening news you know that the Republican governors of Wisconsin, Ohio and New Jersey are trying to end union rights for teachers. The governor of New Jersey recently said, "I'm attacking the leadership of the union because they're greedy, and they're selfish and they're self-interested."

Teachers are greedy and selfish? Here's a quote from the Feb 17, 2011 post on the blog of Robert Reich, a PhD economist:

      Last year, America’s top thirteen hedge-fund managers earned
      an average of $1 billion each. One of them took home $5 billion. 
      Much of their income is taxed as capital gains – at 15 percent –
      due to a tax loophole that Republican members of Congress have
      steadfastly guarded.

      If the earnings of those thirteen hedge-fund managers were taxed
      as ordinary income [at just 28%], the revenues generated would
      pay the [annual] salaries and benefits of 300,000 teachers. Who is
      more valuable to our society – thirteen hedge-fund managers or
      5 million teachers? Let’s make the question even simpler. Who is
      more valuable: One hedge fund manager or one teacher?

...or one nurse?
          or one truck driver?
                    or one fireman?
                              or one farmer?
                                        or one librarian?...

Think about it.

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Friday, February 18, 2011

Joe Stack (1956-2010)

Remember Joe Stack? He's the guy who after twenty years of Kafka-esque frustration with the federal government crashed his small plane into the IRS office in Austin, Texas. It was a year ago today. Joe's particular beef regarded a provision in the 1986 tax reform act that negatively impacted his ability to operate his business and earn a livelihood. Along with others like him, he spent considerable time and money trying to get relief from what he felt was unfair treatment. To no avail.

The utter futility he felt was aggravated by the corporate bail-outs in 2008 which marked the beginning of our current "Great Recession." He wrote in his online suicide note:

     Why is it that a handful of thugs and plunderers can commit
     unthinkable atrocities (and in the case of the GM executives,
     for scores of years) and when it’s time for their gravy train to
     crash under the weight of their gluttony and overwhelming
     stupidity, the force of the full federal government has no
     difficulty coming to their aid within days if not hours?

Joe concluded his online manifesto, "I have just had enough."

Joe has been characterized as a crackpot and the incident described as "domestic terrorism." Others, including me, think of Joe as a hero who had the courage to put his life on the line to call attention to the fact that the U.S. government is broken. We no longer have a democracy, we have a "corpocracy." Our representatives do not represent the people, they represent the corporations that buy them their seats in the Congress.

Remember Joe Stack! He deserves our admiration and respect. And maybe someday, when more of us have "had enough," his death will be avenged by a return to government by and for the people.

How to begin? Campaign Finance Reform!
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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Toilet Tissue (advertisement)

As a psychologist trained in ergonomics I always appreciate a product that works well. Recently while visiting a friend I discovered a toilet tissue that I liked. I couldn't locate the original packaging, but the tissue had a distinctive embossed pattern, scallops around what could be a rose. After looking like a pervert pouring over the toilet paper stock of several supermarkets, I finally found the tissue. It's White Cloud brand Soft and Thick and it's available exclusively at WalMart.

What makes the tissue special? Well, it is soft but not as thick as some brands. However, thickness is not nearly as important as strength. You can use fewer panels with a stronger tissue. Since I live full-time in an RV with a holding tank for septic waste, fewer is better. Also important, "desolvability." Drop a White Cloud toilet tissue in a glass of water, let it sit for 5 minutes and stir. It breaks into small pieces suitable for any septic system.

But most of all–White Cloud always tears evenly along the perforation. Nothing is quite so aggravating as tearing a tissue off the roll, expecting it to separate along the perforation and have the tissue tear half way across the perforation and then split off up the roll. As Charlie Brown would say, "Arrraaagh!" This flaw, typical of many brands, is not only frustrating, it's wasteful.

White Cloud tissue is also unscented, hypoallergenic and dermatologist approved. It's considered a non-premium brand and therefore costs less. And it's even kinda pretty!

I wonder... Is anyone else this particular about the performance of toilet tissue or is my anal retentive personality showing?

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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Hug a tree

Early in my college career I penned the following poem:

                Mother Nature strong and pure,
                You're the one will all endure.
                Ever noble, precious and fine,
                Your only misfortune is mankind.

Did I mention I was a sophomore? I must have been in my Joyce Kilmer phase. Speaking of whom:

                                     Trees

                I think that I shall never see
               A poem lovely as a tree.
               A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
               Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
               A tree that looks at God all day,
               And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
               A tree that may in summer wear
               A nest of robins in her hair;
               Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
               Who intimately lives with rain.
               Poems are made by fools like me
               But only God can make a tree.

                         –Alfred Joyce Kilmer (1886 - 1918)

The poem is often abbreviated, edited and quoted (scandalously) as follows:

               I think that I shall never see
               A poem lovely as a tree.
               For poems are made by fools like me
               But only God can make a tree.

Okay the poem is a little sappy (oops!), though it is immensely popular. Many readers must think it was written by a girl (oops, again!). Kilmer was definitely a guy, an American soldier who fought in WWI and was killed in France at the age of 31. The poem is often disparaged and parodied for grins, but let's be fair. It was written at the end of the Romantic era and Fate denied Kilmer the opportunity to take his poetry to the next level.

As for me, I have since come to a deeper and more complex understanding of mankind's relationship with nature. Birds build nests. Foxes dig holes. Humans are no less a part of Nature and are not just crashing the party. And Mother herself can be rather destructive. Nonetheless we must be ever vigilant regarding our impact on the rest of Nature.

As for my poetry... time will tell.

There are numerous tributes to Kilmer, a special one in western North Carolina maintained by the U.S. Forestry Service where, if you have very long arms, you can hug some very old trees. 

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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

L'chaim!

I have for a number of years collected quotes that begin, "Life is..." My obsession began with a line from the movie, Zorba the Greek: "Life is trouble, only death is not. To be alive is to undo your belt and look for trouble."

Some of the quotes are flippant; others pithy. All contain at least a grit of wisdom. Here are some favorites from my collection:

    Life may not be the party we hoped for,
         but while we're here we should dance. –Unknown

    Life is what happens to you
        while you're busy making other plans. –John Lennon

    Life is now, is today, is this eternal moment. –Rumi

    Life is the whim of several billion cells
        to be you for a while. –Unknown

    Life is the sum of all your choices. –Albert Camus

    Life is a brief opportunity
        to do something prehumously. –Robert Brault

    Life is not fair. –Milton Friedman (among others)

    Life is simple, it's just not easy. –Unknown

    Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle! – John Denver

    Life is either a daring adventure–or nothing. –Helen Keller

    Life is like a box of chocolates;
        you never know what you're gonna get. –Forrest Gump

Here are a couple of creations of my own:

    Life is what happens when matter finds its voice,
        creates a language, and begins to think.

    Life. It's not a race.

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