I have always been known as a fast healer. The swelling is way down and I am close to pain free. Unfortunately, I had to go in because of that situation with the particular case. Two cases in a row with a particular practitioner whose cases are difficult and she is always late is vey hard.
This may sound funny but punctuality drives me up a wall. Hey can you possibly be any later. I am waiting for someone to say two hours isn't late enough.
I was very angry at the peer who did this to me. There are certain practitioners who drive me up the wall. This one is probably near the top because she means well and takes on some of the most difficult cases. This is not a problem if you are a legal star and there are many in NYC. It is funny but even the very good can handle some difficult cases.
A great attorney said Beaky what will it take to get this case done. I told her a very simple but crazy idea. Provide a one page memo on why this section of the law doesn't apply to your client. In short mere possesion of that item does not violate that section of the law it requires an affirmative act. I was floored that this information was on my desk in hours and her client approved pronto.
90% of being a great lawyer is listening to your client and being prepared when you have to present your case. The first part is what is going on here. Even the greatest lawyers have clients that lie. Did your client talk to you about his arrests. No Beaky can I have 15 minutes. Certainly it is a reasonable request. Lawyers can't help clients who don't tell the whole truth. In many cases the failure to tell the truth is a greater problem than the crime itself. Only a handful of times did the information make the case impossible. Having a client that killed someone and then jumped bail in a foreign country is an almost impossible case. Note, I do not say impossible for maybe there is some legal star who can deal with this and turn defeat into victory. However, the legal stars I know would not touch this.
If you are well prepared a good officer can look at the presentation and say if it passes the grade. The case of the attorney who needed a short memo was an excellent example. She was well prepared knew the case inside and out and got her client very close to their goal. If I write the memo it may be two weeks or more.
Applicants frequently cry in my office especially after going through years of paper. I joke don't cry until you see your lawyers bill. Everyone laughs but I add without a dedicated professional you definately would not have made it.
Wednesday, August 08, 2012
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Racial Supremacistsa are A$$wipes
Those of you who read this blog comprehend that I take the nature of racial arson to be so offensive that I parted ways with a friend who had never wronged me for having a blogsite known as Stormfront Lite. I have no patience for racial arsonists of any color. Nor are repeated descriptions of any citizen as nego multiple times acceptable. In reality Obama is 50% white and was raised by an upper middle class white Marxist family. He had next to no contact with the African community save mentor Communist Frank Marshall Davis. Barak Sr. looms as the mythical son of an African Post Colonial Marxist Eden.
In reality Obama was a pothead preppie nerd that could have played in Save by the Bell Along With Screetch.
Early in the campaign there were gripes from Jessie Jackson about authenticity. When we talk about the African American Experience one is usually talking about inner citties, poor rural enclaves of hard working God fearing rural folks, middle class suburban professionals who are the backbone of their jobs and communities or people educated at historically Black schools. This description does not describe Obama who is the mythical son of Africa raised by his far left white family in almost a cartoon like reality.
It is okay to hate Obama and his policies. It is never okay to hate him on racial or to a limited extent religious grounds. The bombastic rhetoric of Pastor Wright is not far removed from a Black version of Stormfront.
This attack on a Sikh Temple was an attack on America and its values. Furthermore Sikhs are a wonderful people who work hard and are great members of their communities. Those of you who know the Great Gasmasked Patriot have witnesssed his disgust for this type of hateful unamerican mindless pointless violence.
Just as 9-11 was an attack on America so is this crime. There is no rationalization or excuses for pointless acts of violence aimed at our fellow American citizens based on skin color or clothing.
POINTLESS Hatred of people on RACIAL, RELIGIOUS or Individual Legal Choices is UNAMERICAN
America and its great traditions are too important for political losers to steal our patriotism and nationalism in the name of IGNORANT hatred.
USA USA USA Our values and historical birthright belong to each and every American Citizen. We don't have second class citizens in my country. Jail is earned after inappropriate behavior after a trial.
USA USA USA!!!!!!!!!!!Our Country!!!!! Our People!!!!!! Our Traditions and Values!!!!!!!!
A birthright to some and hard earned birthright to others who legally joined us.
In reality Obama was a pothead preppie nerd that could have played in Save by the Bell Along With Screetch.
Early in the campaign there were gripes from Jessie Jackson about authenticity. When we talk about the African American Experience one is usually talking about inner citties, poor rural enclaves of hard working God fearing rural folks, middle class suburban professionals who are the backbone of their jobs and communities or people educated at historically Black schools. This description does not describe Obama who is the mythical son of Africa raised by his far left white family in almost a cartoon like reality.
It is okay to hate Obama and his policies. It is never okay to hate him on racial or to a limited extent religious grounds. The bombastic rhetoric of Pastor Wright is not far removed from a Black version of Stormfront.
This attack on a Sikh Temple was an attack on America and its values. Furthermore Sikhs are a wonderful people who work hard and are great members of their communities. Those of you who know the Great Gasmasked Patriot have witnesssed his disgust for this type of hateful unamerican mindless pointless violence.
Just as 9-11 was an attack on America so is this crime. There is no rationalization or excuses for pointless acts of violence aimed at our fellow American citizens based on skin color or clothing.
POINTLESS Hatred of people on RACIAL, RELIGIOUS or Individual Legal Choices is UNAMERICAN
America and its great traditions are too important for political losers to steal our patriotism and nationalism in the name of IGNORANT hatred.
USA USA USA Our values and historical birthright belong to each and every American Citizen. We don't have second class citizens in my country. Jail is earned after inappropriate behavior after a trial.
USA USA USA!!!!!!!!!!!Our Country!!!!! Our People!!!!!! Our Traditions and Values!!!!!!!!
A birthright to some and hard earned birthright to others who legally joined us.
Monday, August 06, 2012
Oh my .....%^&^%^&
If matters with these religious slackers weren't bad enough now I have a sprained ankle. The pain was so bad I had to crawl up the steps. I can't sleep because of the pain and unless I die I must make it in early. One of the junior officers stuck me with two cases with an attorney who drives me up the wall. She takes cases over her skill level and I have to do triple work.
I explained to the junior officer who cried to my boss. You may no longer socialize with me and do not ask me any questions. You can win a battle but lose the war. My boss was shocked to see me so annoyed, but I just spent two hours with this same attorney who took yet another case over her skill level.
The junior officer was upset and said Beaky if I knew this would end our friendship... I did not respond and pointed her to the door. People are well aware that when someone annoys me I don't talk to them for years.
My boss asked me do you think that is a bit extreeme. I told her dealing with that attorney for four hours is that annoying. The attorney is a good person who means well, but not all of us are stars. If an attorney is prepared I am really nice.
I can't even put my shoe on.
I explained to the junior officer who cried to my boss. You may no longer socialize with me and do not ask me any questions. You can win a battle but lose the war. My boss was shocked to see me so annoyed, but I just spent two hours with this same attorney who took yet another case over her skill level.
The junior officer was upset and said Beaky if I knew this would end our friendship... I did not respond and pointed her to the door. People are well aware that when someone annoys me I don't talk to them for years.
My boss asked me do you think that is a bit extreeme. I told her dealing with that attorney for four hours is that annoying. The attorney is a good person who means well, but not all of us are stars. If an attorney is prepared I am really nice.
I can't even put my shoe on.
Sunday, August 05, 2012
Watching the Informer
I was visiting a good friend and the subject of old films came up. There are certain films that only film heads recall. One of the films we discussed was the Beast. That is likely the best film ever shot about the subject of Afghanistan. We discussed older films I intended to watch but never did. As soon as I discussed the Informer his eyes lit up.
When watching the movie it is likely best viewed with the frame that you ultilize when going to a play. A basic familiarity with the story of Judas and redemption are helpful.
I sat rapt in awe of what is in many ways an art film. The use of lighting and scarce dialouge makes careful viewing necessary. It is a great film and the lead actor is more familiar to modern viewers as the brother of Maureen Ohara in the Quiet Man.
Gypo plays a dimwitted giant who is more functional than the one portrayed in Mice and Men. Like in Mice and Men he needs the help of a more clever pal to get by. He sells this friend out and is plauged by guilt. He spends the money foolishly and is killed for his actions. After being shot he stubles into a Church confesses his crime to the mother of his friend rises and dies.
Later on no doubt the Duck will talk about the charachter Gypo in class terms. The theme of the movie is about redemption and the consequences of ones actions. Gypo does get another person to think for him in the form of a groupie who is there for King Gypo as long as the money is there.
I would rather shelve the cleansed depiction of the IRA. The IRA is treated almost nobly and in reality the matter would be solved with a bullet in the head.
When watching the movie it is likely best viewed with the frame that you ultilize when going to a play. A basic familiarity with the story of Judas and redemption are helpful.
I sat rapt in awe of what is in many ways an art film. The use of lighting and scarce dialouge makes careful viewing necessary. It is a great film and the lead actor is more familiar to modern viewers as the brother of Maureen Ohara in the Quiet Man.
Gypo plays a dimwitted giant who is more functional than the one portrayed in Mice and Men. Like in Mice and Men he needs the help of a more clever pal to get by. He sells this friend out and is plauged by guilt. He spends the money foolishly and is killed for his actions. After being shot he stubles into a Church confesses his crime to the mother of his friend rises and dies.
Later on no doubt the Duck will talk about the charachter Gypo in class terms. The theme of the movie is about redemption and the consequences of ones actions. Gypo does get another person to think for him in the form of a groupie who is there for King Gypo as long as the money is there.
I would rather shelve the cleansed depiction of the IRA. The IRA is treated almost nobly and in reality the matter would be solved with a bullet in the head.
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Bad Satire Pirates of the Carribeakerkin
They ply the water between the keys and Guyana. Woe onto thee whose ship sees the dreaded Black and white Gasmask flag. Shoulod your ship contain vegan fare and Lite beer you might be keel hauled or made to watch Ducky's art films.
The Anti Semitic Duck and Welfare Queens
The Duck has zero problem using the generic welfare Queen bit on Jews in Kiryas Joel but if you extend this to housing projects you are a racist.
The problem of religious slackers is deeply personal. My family is not Chasidic but Modern Orthodox. The troubles do indeed have a mental health component that mimics many inner city problems minus the broken families, drug use and promiscuity.
The inability to plan long term is a key annoyance. My family thinks it is no great deal to make plans at the last second. They drop in at the last second and stay for weeks annoying the rest of the world. You can't ever get an answer from them when you need to plan. The reality is they don't give a shit about your time and respect others.
Chronic tardiness and disrespect for the clock save the Sabbath. I am at wits end with the lack of punctuality. I get BS we make the worship on time but goof off the rest of the time. I live in a time conscious world. I rise head to work racing the clock meeting impossible deadlines each and every day. I am floored how this relative has allowed his wife to ignore the clock save the sabbath. They talk and make no plans and the kids have zero structure. My relative complains he works three jobs. My response is ass wipe you have allegedly worked three jobs because your wife refuses to work one. Her lack of punctuality is really a tool for controlling others. The religious bit ensures that most of us bite our tongues.
Being on the phone all day. The idiotic relative uses her cell phone so much a surgeon would need to remove it. It is not normal to call your kids multiple times at 2 AM. Then when the kid sleeps absurd hours its Epstein Barr and off to a series of doctors. Telling the moronic mother to have structure like the rest of us and get a job and a life is not happening.
Paranoia and viciousness. Despite feigned devotion they are nasty people who push your buttons. This relative honestly thinks he is the center of the universe and gets upset if he thinks you joke about him. If I died tomorrow my desk would be filled the next day. Maybe a few people I came into contact with would remember an anecdote or two and that is it. It is the nature of the world rivers cut mountains over time. This is why I could care less what other people think and worry about doing the right thing for its own sake. This relative is quite vicious and lives in a fantasy world where I even discussed my life with him. In reality, I would never do so because he is useless and mean spiritted. He will say the most hateful things about your personal life and want you to feel sorry for his lot.
A long time ago I faced a similar challenge. The woman I loved was a slacker. I probably would have gone to law school but I chose marriage. I worked a series of jobs for family and broke my tail. My wife stayed at home did nothing while I worked like a dog often 15 hours a day. I did not come home to a meal and got lectures about going out. She played games with going back to relatives and ultimately I had to change the locks. I lost the woman I loved with all my heart, but I was not going to be made into a donkey. I made this tough choice and despite the pain it was the correct choice. Had I made the error of having children I would never be free. Some people wonder what became of so and so. I really am not like that and prefer not to know about lost loves and old friends. Her picture does sit tucked in the corner, but I never regretted that choice. This relative made a different choice and fears being alone.
People who know me seldom see me curse. This spouse and her annoying ways have gotten under my skin. I actually told this religious nut we are like Jacob and Esau. I want nothing to do with you and our relationship is over.
Were this a single mother in a housing project many racists would use the pejorative welfare queen. This family is not on welfare and teeters near debt because of Yeshiva bills and sloth. Had this person been gainfully employed over the last 20 years life would not be so tough.
There is a place for psychotherapy but there will be no help here. This is not sloth in their eyes it is devotion to God. Having been on a cellphone all day and the Internet figures in ways beyond my
grasp.
The problem of religious slackers is deeply personal. My family is not Chasidic but Modern Orthodox. The troubles do indeed have a mental health component that mimics many inner city problems minus the broken families, drug use and promiscuity.
The inability to plan long term is a key annoyance. My family thinks it is no great deal to make plans at the last second. They drop in at the last second and stay for weeks annoying the rest of the world. You can't ever get an answer from them when you need to plan. The reality is they don't give a shit about your time and respect others.
Chronic tardiness and disrespect for the clock save the Sabbath. I am at wits end with the lack of punctuality. I get BS we make the worship on time but goof off the rest of the time. I live in a time conscious world. I rise head to work racing the clock meeting impossible deadlines each and every day. I am floored how this relative has allowed his wife to ignore the clock save the sabbath. They talk and make no plans and the kids have zero structure. My relative complains he works three jobs. My response is ass wipe you have allegedly worked three jobs because your wife refuses to work one. Her lack of punctuality is really a tool for controlling others. The religious bit ensures that most of us bite our tongues.
Being on the phone all day. The idiotic relative uses her cell phone so much a surgeon would need to remove it. It is not normal to call your kids multiple times at 2 AM. Then when the kid sleeps absurd hours its Epstein Barr and off to a series of doctors. Telling the moronic mother to have structure like the rest of us and get a job and a life is not happening.
Paranoia and viciousness. Despite feigned devotion they are nasty people who push your buttons. This relative honestly thinks he is the center of the universe and gets upset if he thinks you joke about him. If I died tomorrow my desk would be filled the next day. Maybe a few people I came into contact with would remember an anecdote or two and that is it. It is the nature of the world rivers cut mountains over time. This is why I could care less what other people think and worry about doing the right thing for its own sake. This relative is quite vicious and lives in a fantasy world where I even discussed my life with him. In reality, I would never do so because he is useless and mean spiritted. He will say the most hateful things about your personal life and want you to feel sorry for his lot.
A long time ago I faced a similar challenge. The woman I loved was a slacker. I probably would have gone to law school but I chose marriage. I worked a series of jobs for family and broke my tail. My wife stayed at home did nothing while I worked like a dog often 15 hours a day. I did not come home to a meal and got lectures about going out. She played games with going back to relatives and ultimately I had to change the locks. I lost the woman I loved with all my heart, but I was not going to be made into a donkey. I made this tough choice and despite the pain it was the correct choice. Had I made the error of having children I would never be free. Some people wonder what became of so and so. I really am not like that and prefer not to know about lost loves and old friends. Her picture does sit tucked in the corner, but I never regretted that choice. This relative made a different choice and fears being alone.
People who know me seldom see me curse. This spouse and her annoying ways have gotten under my skin. I actually told this religious nut we are like Jacob and Esau. I want nothing to do with you and our relationship is over.
Were this a single mother in a housing project many racists would use the pejorative welfare queen. This family is not on welfare and teeters near debt because of Yeshiva bills and sloth. Had this person been gainfully employed over the last 20 years life would not be so tough.
There is a place for psychotherapy but there will be no help here. This is not sloth in their eyes it is devotion to God. Having been on a cellphone all day and the Internet figures in ways beyond my
grasp.
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Richard Cohen moron and Harrys Place Failures
The NY Daily News is an amusing paper in that it allows two of the greatest morons to foul its pages with idiocy on the op-ed section. The king of morons is Richard Cohen whose classic" the founding of Israel was a well intentioned mistake". writes of Romney the Tea Party Parrot.
Romney's comments about culture were factual and long overdue. Cohen is unable to find a factual error so like a drunken Beltway Bon Vivant he uses a hack writers cliche about Tea Party Parrots. Comparing the imbecile Cohen to a hack is an insult to hack writers everywhere. Cohen is the Gold Standard of idiocy.
Harry's Place is usually interesting reading and its coverage of subjects in the UK is usually good. The writers tend to be fair across the board and will discuss excesses of the left such as criminal rioting.
In fact when leftist riots were responsible for vandalism the authors of Harry's Place addressed the subject promptly.
The problem with Harry's Place is its American coverage is run by a poorly selected political extremist who is the laziest blogger on the planet. He writes post after post critical of the Tea Party lifted from Huffington and ignored the criminal mayhem and Jew hatred at OWS.
Gene is an open socialist who yearns for the days of "big labor". He is critical of Chavez and Castro and wants to see the USA become EU lite. He views Americans who prefer smaller government as quaint talk radio junkies. He has a Greek chorus of flunkies the Maytag repairman Josh Scholar who screams Obama critics are all racist and ponders about critics of Obama's penile functions. The mindless sophomoric Sophia who spouts cliche anti American drivel and stupidity. She does not trust a video of David Duke voicing his support for OWS because it came from a right wing source. The video shows Duke in his own words. There is the foul tempered Vildechaya who claims to be against Marxism and the far left but constantly rails at every Michael Ezra post incoherently. He sees no Marxist link to anti Zionism.
A recent illustration of the stupidity of Gene who claims Palestinians are similar to Jews because they respect education and have a tradition of business ownership. Gene fall back on repeating the standard Cuban cliche about literacy rates. Cuba has a high literacy rate and the people are not given the freedom to read what they wish. Cuba remains a basket case because its people are held back by a Marxist thugocracy that has zero respect for property rights and is a leftist kleptocracy.
The claim the Palestinians value education is amusing. One sees plenty of honors accorded criminal terrorists who target civilians. Their state controlled media is frequently on the level of Der Shturmer.
The GDP is largely transfer payments from abroad as kleptocracy stifles any attempts to build a normal society with a functioning economy.
While Gene wrote post after post about imagined Tea Party racism, he failed to write any posts about actual OWS Jew hatred and criminality. He could not find a single factual error in anything Romney stated but clings to the myth that Obama supports Israel. Actually Romney seems to get along with Israeli leaders quite well.
HP needs a more mainstream American correspondent to be taken seriously. Gene's off the wall views and his Americans are backwards attitude has left many pondering if he is American. His off the wall views are typical of Beltway Bon Vivant airheads waxing off about working class folks they never see save the odd domestic they exploit and Gore Vidal novels. His intellectual sloth and shallowness have made an otherwise fine resource into a joke.
Romney's comments about culture were factual and long overdue. Cohen is unable to find a factual error so like a drunken Beltway Bon Vivant he uses a hack writers cliche about Tea Party Parrots. Comparing the imbecile Cohen to a hack is an insult to hack writers everywhere. Cohen is the Gold Standard of idiocy.
Harry's Place is usually interesting reading and its coverage of subjects in the UK is usually good. The writers tend to be fair across the board and will discuss excesses of the left such as criminal rioting.
In fact when leftist riots were responsible for vandalism the authors of Harry's Place addressed the subject promptly.
The problem with Harry's Place is its American coverage is run by a poorly selected political extremist who is the laziest blogger on the planet. He writes post after post critical of the Tea Party lifted from Huffington and ignored the criminal mayhem and Jew hatred at OWS.
Gene is an open socialist who yearns for the days of "big labor". He is critical of Chavez and Castro and wants to see the USA become EU lite. He views Americans who prefer smaller government as quaint talk radio junkies. He has a Greek chorus of flunkies the Maytag repairman Josh Scholar who screams Obama critics are all racist and ponders about critics of Obama's penile functions. The mindless sophomoric Sophia who spouts cliche anti American drivel and stupidity. She does not trust a video of David Duke voicing his support for OWS because it came from a right wing source. The video shows Duke in his own words. There is the foul tempered Vildechaya who claims to be against Marxism and the far left but constantly rails at every Michael Ezra post incoherently. He sees no Marxist link to anti Zionism.
A recent illustration of the stupidity of Gene who claims Palestinians are similar to Jews because they respect education and have a tradition of business ownership. Gene fall back on repeating the standard Cuban cliche about literacy rates. Cuba has a high literacy rate and the people are not given the freedom to read what they wish. Cuba remains a basket case because its people are held back by a Marxist thugocracy that has zero respect for property rights and is a leftist kleptocracy.
The claim the Palestinians value education is amusing. One sees plenty of honors accorded criminal terrorists who target civilians. Their state controlled media is frequently on the level of Der Shturmer.
The GDP is largely transfer payments from abroad as kleptocracy stifles any attempts to build a normal society with a functioning economy.
While Gene wrote post after post about imagined Tea Party racism, he failed to write any posts about actual OWS Jew hatred and criminality. He could not find a single factual error in anything Romney stated but clings to the myth that Obama supports Israel. Actually Romney seems to get along with Israeli leaders quite well.
HP needs a more mainstream American correspondent to be taken seriously. Gene's off the wall views and his Americans are backwards attitude has left many pondering if he is American. His off the wall views are typical of Beltway Bon Vivant airheads waxing off about working class folks they never see save the odd domestic they exploit and Gore Vidal novels. His intellectual sloth and shallowness have made an otherwise fine resource into a joke.
Monday, July 30, 2012
There Comes a Time to Close the Book
I have effectively ended the relationship with the annoying relative. One can not divorce a blood relative but I was quite explicit in my instructions. Do not talk to me ever again.
For years I have dealt with a series of slights. The game is that this clod relative or his boorish spouse step on my toes and when I snap knock it off they do the victim act. I am tired of the victim act which I have endured for decades. Sorry, but I am tired of the bullshit and arrogant religious delusions of granduer. I live my own life and will not tollerate airheaded intrusions into my zone of privacy. Quite frankly I am embarassed by this relative and his ass backwards ways.
I live a secular life. I have no desire to be more religious and want my wishes respected. Live your life, but leave me alone. I grow weary of intrusions on my space and time.
Sorry, your life is rough. I have zero pity for you. You have allowed your wife to gold brick for two decades. She does not work and has zero inclination to return to work. You cry about three jobs because your wife works zero jobs. This does not prevent her from giving career advice or lecturing others. Hey moron if its been 20 years since you were gainfully employed stuff it. Of course this person could see a shrink and deal with her time management issues but then its just me being cranky. You allowed this, so either tell her to shape up or quit crying.
I have one more month of this bull shit. Had I been warned in advance I would have traveled to get away from these jerks. Of course I get a series of excuses my life is not stable I can't plan blah blah
The old excuse was the air conditioners broke. Now the new excuse is there are special classes that can only be offered here and not in his more religious community. No big deal the child in question is pleasant and not a jerk, Unfortunately, his mother misses him and needs to be here all week and that where my patience ends.
Sometimes it takes more strength to tell a relative to get lost than continue on this way. I have a month where I will be lucky if I get three hours sleep a night, This I can endure and will survive because I am tough and meaner than the next man.
Long ago this relative should have told his wife to shape up or ship out. Instead he permitted her to become a walking labotomy. This labotomy has no clue about time. She is late for everything and does not grasp leave me alone means leave me alone. People that know me for thirty years state they have never seen me curse but this jerk takes the cake. He is too weak to divorce this clown and wants pity. There is no pity as twenty years of sloth and tardiness is too much.
In some ways we would be luckier if this were an addict. All of us could stage an intervention and get these annoying behaviors into the open. As this person is a religious slacker that is out of the question.
For years I have dealt with a series of slights. The game is that this clod relative or his boorish spouse step on my toes and when I snap knock it off they do the victim act. I am tired of the victim act which I have endured for decades. Sorry, but I am tired of the bullshit and arrogant religious delusions of granduer. I live my own life and will not tollerate airheaded intrusions into my zone of privacy. Quite frankly I am embarassed by this relative and his ass backwards ways.
I live a secular life. I have no desire to be more religious and want my wishes respected. Live your life, but leave me alone. I grow weary of intrusions on my space and time.
Sorry, your life is rough. I have zero pity for you. You have allowed your wife to gold brick for two decades. She does not work and has zero inclination to return to work. You cry about three jobs because your wife works zero jobs. This does not prevent her from giving career advice or lecturing others. Hey moron if its been 20 years since you were gainfully employed stuff it. Of course this person could see a shrink and deal with her time management issues but then its just me being cranky. You allowed this, so either tell her to shape up or quit crying.
I have one more month of this bull shit. Had I been warned in advance I would have traveled to get away from these jerks. Of course I get a series of excuses my life is not stable I can't plan blah blah
The old excuse was the air conditioners broke. Now the new excuse is there are special classes that can only be offered here and not in his more religious community. No big deal the child in question is pleasant and not a jerk, Unfortunately, his mother misses him and needs to be here all week and that where my patience ends.
Sometimes it takes more strength to tell a relative to get lost than continue on this way. I have a month where I will be lucky if I get three hours sleep a night, This I can endure and will survive because I am tough and meaner than the next man.
Long ago this relative should have told his wife to shape up or ship out. Instead he permitted her to become a walking labotomy. This labotomy has no clue about time. She is late for everything and does not grasp leave me alone means leave me alone. People that know me for thirty years state they have never seen me curse but this jerk takes the cake. He is too weak to divorce this clown and wants pity. There is no pity as twenty years of sloth and tardiness is too much.
In some ways we would be luckier if this were an addict. All of us could stage an intervention and get these annoying behaviors into the open. As this person is a religious slacker that is out of the question.
What Romney Said is true
Romney has stated a basic truth that dives politically correct people up a wall. Basically, the greatest resource a country has is its people. A country that invests in an educated work force will have a greater economy than one with natural resources.
The truth is that allowing the population to utilize its talents entrepreneurially creates more wealth and freedom than imagined workers paradises. An engineer must be free to seek the employer of his choice or form his own company. Armies of engineers and doctors without freedoms to invest and change employers produces zero.
There is a marked difference between Israel and its adjacent states. You have a Capitalist democracy, with an independent judiciary based in civil law, with guaranteed rights and respect for private property vs less free totalitarian states with more corruption.
A society that fails to educate women is starting from a handicap. The talents of women are essential to a modern economy.
It takes no skill to raise a gun and say death to whatever. You are not a hero when you slaughter in hate. It takes a greater person to build an economy and peace. It is time the Arabs accepted Israel is not going away and end this madness.
Of course having bug eyed zealots (Marxists) rationalize the most extreeme depraved acts of criminal violence and claims has not helped peace or Arab refugees.
The truth is that allowing the population to utilize its talents entrepreneurially creates more wealth and freedom than imagined workers paradises. An engineer must be free to seek the employer of his choice or form his own company. Armies of engineers and doctors without freedoms to invest and change employers produces zero.
There is a marked difference between Israel and its adjacent states. You have a Capitalist democracy, with an independent judiciary based in civil law, with guaranteed rights and respect for private property vs less free totalitarian states with more corruption.
A society that fails to educate women is starting from a handicap. The talents of women are essential to a modern economy.
It takes no skill to raise a gun and say death to whatever. You are not a hero when you slaughter in hate. It takes a greater person to build an economy and peace. It is time the Arabs accepted Israel is not going away and end this madness.
Of course having bug eyed zealots (Marxists) rationalize the most extreeme depraved acts of criminal violence and claims has not helped peace or Arab refugees.
And the sick keep coming back for more
The deranged lunatic from Chicago has called threatening to report me to google. These are the relevant facts.
1) This deranged nut did knowingly pass on my identity to a sick anti-Semitic blogger from the UK. I had a series of threats to my family which I do not find amusing.
2) Mr. Divinsky was very aware of the threats to my family and the blog made by a person his friend contacted that depicts me as a pedophile.
3) Being that my privacy was invaded deliberately and maliciously by this moron he is crying because I returned his favor. Sorry but as you can not undue the threats to my family the posts will remain as is. I encourage the folks at google to contact me directly for a series of witnesses that will verify every word.
Word to the wise extortion only works when your victim has fear. You played your trump card and it was stupid and unforgivable. You were asked to walk away multiple times and never return. Having had my family threatened and having a blog call me a pedophile based upon your treachery you get zero sympathy here.
You made your bed. Kindly lie in it. Sometimes in life you have to live with your actions. Your stupidity caused my family to be threatened. In turn I described you accurately and you are crying.
When you blackmail people don't expect forgiveness and don't blame Myers. Freedomnow and others told him to stop but he swore you said you don't care.
Cry me a river.
1) This deranged nut did knowingly pass on my identity to a sick anti-Semitic blogger from the UK. I had a series of threats to my family which I do not find amusing.
2) Mr. Divinsky was very aware of the threats to my family and the blog made by a person his friend contacted that depicts me as a pedophile.
3) Being that my privacy was invaded deliberately and maliciously by this moron he is crying because I returned his favor. Sorry but as you can not undue the threats to my family the posts will remain as is. I encourage the folks at google to contact me directly for a series of witnesses that will verify every word.
Word to the wise extortion only works when your victim has fear. You played your trump card and it was stupid and unforgivable. You were asked to walk away multiple times and never return. Having had my family threatened and having a blog call me a pedophile based upon your treachery you get zero sympathy here.
You made your bed. Kindly lie in it. Sometimes in life you have to live with your actions. Your stupidity caused my family to be threatened. In turn I described you accurately and you are crying.
When you blackmail people don't expect forgiveness and don't blame Myers. Freedomnow and others told him to stop but he swore you said you don't care.
Cry me a river.
The Correct Way to Remember Munich
In the 1970's your friendly neighborhood death cultists Marxists trained a bunch of criminals. In many cases the criminals would stage war crimes for cameras to raise brand awareness of a recently coined ethnicity. Judenfrei land had an obvious odious linneage and didn't play well with traditional far left Jooo haters. Thus came the birth of the religion of Palestinianism.
Rather than have responsible existing governments negotiate land deals the war was pushed on by competing unaccountable factions with plausible deniability. The aim of judenfrei real estate never changed just the marketing strategy.
Of course none of the discussion of terrorism get around to looking at the role of the far left.
Apologies to Paul Harvey now you know the rest of the story.
Rather than have responsible existing governments negotiate land deals the war was pushed on by competing unaccountable factions with plausible deniability. The aim of judenfrei real estate never changed just the marketing strategy.
Of course none of the discussion of terrorism get around to looking at the role of the far left.
Apologies to Paul Harvey now you know the rest of the story.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
American Jews being exploited by the GOP? Say What
The incredibly dense Nancy Pelosi has not deduced how arrogant her comments are. The Jewish vote is not a monolith and those that practice the actual religion as opposed to a fake touchy feely variation
tend to vote more conservatively. Thus your guys at Chabad are more apt to vote for the GOP than the Rabbi "Snagglepuss Lerner or Arthur Waksow.
Jews like the rest of the population are impacted by the economy. If you have family that is looking for work and given up hope your religion does not matter. If you walk past main street and see business after business boarded up your religion doesn't matter. The corner pizzeria that I went to for thirty years is gone. My usual Chinese place is gone. My dry cleaner is here for now and the little grocer struggles. These are parts of my weekly life. Now a certain argument is small businesses rise and fall. However, seeing store after store boarded up and wondering what happened to the lovely waitress who brought me me Mongolian Beef takes a toll. It is as if a bomb has torn the edges of the fabric of my community. The bomb is the Obama economy where everyone other than the clowns in the faculty lounges of higher ed have to tighten their belt.
All of us know people who have lost their jobs and have given up. Some of these people are family and close friends. They are shells of their former selves. Those of us who remain are working live zombified slaves and all types of abuse and bullying are the norm. Those of us who remain tolerate this abuse because saying a peep would end our careers and we would join the ranks of the unemployed. The level of abuse would frighten and shock even the most jaded minds. In a normal economy people would get up and leave, but where to Obama in an economy with no jobs and no hope.
We go onto Israel which trails the economy in the minds of most. The claim that Obama is more pro-Israel than any member of the GOP not named Ron Paul is hysterical. Romney as an unknown is not burdened by supporting the antisemitic OWS, Romney did not sit in an antisemitic racist church for two decades. Have you even read the statements of Obama buddy Bill Ayers on Israel. Sorry, but Obama has made zero demands on Arabs while holding Israel to the fire.
Ultimately in the words of Bill Clintoooon
" ITS THE ECONOMY STUPID"
I don't want stupid social programs. I want jobs that can support a family. I don't care about green Eden, I want jobs.
Obama kept his change promise by making everything worse. Our only hope is that he loses.
tend to vote more conservatively. Thus your guys at Chabad are more apt to vote for the GOP than the Rabbi "Snagglepuss Lerner or Arthur Waksow.
Jews like the rest of the population are impacted by the economy. If you have family that is looking for work and given up hope your religion does not matter. If you walk past main street and see business after business boarded up your religion doesn't matter. The corner pizzeria that I went to for thirty years is gone. My usual Chinese place is gone. My dry cleaner is here for now and the little grocer struggles. These are parts of my weekly life. Now a certain argument is small businesses rise and fall. However, seeing store after store boarded up and wondering what happened to the lovely waitress who brought me me Mongolian Beef takes a toll. It is as if a bomb has torn the edges of the fabric of my community. The bomb is the Obama economy where everyone other than the clowns in the faculty lounges of higher ed have to tighten their belt.
All of us know people who have lost their jobs and have given up. Some of these people are family and close friends. They are shells of their former selves. Those of us who remain are working live zombified slaves and all types of abuse and bullying are the norm. Those of us who remain tolerate this abuse because saying a peep would end our careers and we would join the ranks of the unemployed. The level of abuse would frighten and shock even the most jaded minds. In a normal economy people would get up and leave, but where to Obama in an economy with no jobs and no hope.
We go onto Israel which trails the economy in the minds of most. The claim that Obama is more pro-Israel than any member of the GOP not named Ron Paul is hysterical. Romney as an unknown is not burdened by supporting the antisemitic OWS, Romney did not sit in an antisemitic racist church for two decades. Have you even read the statements of Obama buddy Bill Ayers on Israel. Sorry, but Obama has made zero demands on Arabs while holding Israel to the fire.
Ultimately in the words of Bill Clintoooon
" ITS THE ECONOMY STUPID"
I don't want stupid social programs. I want jobs that can support a family. I don't care about green Eden, I want jobs.
Obama kept his change promise by making everything worse. Our only hope is that he loses.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Before Reading Unorthodox
The left has a history of foisting fraud and passing it on as fact. The most celebrated fraud I Rigoberta is still is used in Universities despite being proven false more than a decade ago. The Obama bio is chock full of exaggerations such as composite girlfriends.
The Satmar are easy to hate. Most Jews support the State of Israel the exceptions are Communists/Anarchists and their useless idiot allies the Satmar. Many people hate hasidic people because of their odd dress and at times condescending arrogance towards more secular types. In their effort to remain insular rumors and small exaggerations are rife.
Deborah Feldman is a serial liar and is no heroine. The Satmar with rare exceptions are not criminal . There have been serious issues with sexual abuse in many communities including many Christian ones. The media goes on a crusade when religious organizations are involved but summons no similar outrage when unionized educators commit similar acts.
Unlike those who leave Islam it is highly unlikely anyone will ever threaten her. In most instances members of the community will likely shun her. Given her mental problems and propensity for playing games with the truth avoidance of this dimwit is a true blessing. Any comparison between this mental defective and people fleeing Islam is misguided. When was the last time the folks at the View spoke with someone who wrote a similar book about leaving Islam and faced genuine threats?
Her true gift is to make a truly loathsome community seem sympathetic after her serial lies. I still can't stand the Satmar and make it a point to avoid them as much as possible. They are well aware that their idiotic Rabbi's political views have made them pariahs in the larger community. A few have said in private that they disagree with these positions.
I do enjoy my meetings with the Lubavitchers. They are well loved within the community for their charitable works. Unlike missionaries they do not seek converts. Rather they seek to get those who are Jews to be more Jewish. With great charm and zeal they engage secularists like myself who prefer to just live as the person in the next cube. The other orders are not held in contempt by the general public. Mostly they go about their business and enjoy cordial relations with other members of the community.
The clueless leaders of the Satmar have yet to deduce that their bonehead political views damage their reputation more than idiotic books authored by mental patients and irresponsibly published without basic fact checking.
The Satmar are easy to hate. Most Jews support the State of Israel the exceptions are Communists/Anarchists and their useless idiot allies the Satmar. Many people hate hasidic people because of their odd dress and at times condescending arrogance towards more secular types. In their effort to remain insular rumors and small exaggerations are rife.
Deborah Feldman is a serial liar and is no heroine. The Satmar with rare exceptions are not criminal . There have been serious issues with sexual abuse in many communities including many Christian ones. The media goes on a crusade when religious organizations are involved but summons no similar outrage when unionized educators commit similar acts.
Unlike those who leave Islam it is highly unlikely anyone will ever threaten her. In most instances members of the community will likely shun her. Given her mental problems and propensity for playing games with the truth avoidance of this dimwit is a true blessing. Any comparison between this mental defective and people fleeing Islam is misguided. When was the last time the folks at the View spoke with someone who wrote a similar book about leaving Islam and faced genuine threats?
Her true gift is to make a truly loathsome community seem sympathetic after her serial lies. I still can't stand the Satmar and make it a point to avoid them as much as possible. They are well aware that their idiotic Rabbi's political views have made them pariahs in the larger community. A few have said in private that they disagree with these positions.
I do enjoy my meetings with the Lubavitchers. They are well loved within the community for their charitable works. Unlike missionaries they do not seek converts. Rather they seek to get those who are Jews to be more Jewish. With great charm and zeal they engage secularists like myself who prefer to just live as the person in the next cube. The other orders are not held in contempt by the general public. Mostly they go about their business and enjoy cordial relations with other members of the community.
The clueless leaders of the Satmar have yet to deduce that their bonehead political views damage their reputation more than idiotic books authored by mental patients and irresponsibly published without basic fact checking.
Bettter for business to stay out of politics
There are those that complain about Chick Fil A's corporate policies and positions. If you don't like the policies don't go there. Many companies on the left make their policies known. I will not touch Ben and Jerry's even when it is offered for free. I prefer to get my ice cream from a rational company run by adults. This was a running gag in VT where I would not touch the stuff and bought Hagen Daz.
I remember when I was younger being subjected to dreadful Benetton Ads showing President Reagan with Aids sores. After seeing those ads I never set foot in one again. I will not give the niece a GAP gift certificate. Instead I will go out of my way to make sure the gift certificate is from some retailer with more traditional ads like Macys.
I used to shop at Men's Wearhouse about six times a year mostly for shirts and one or two suits. As they appear to have supported Occupy Wall Street I will never shop there again. All their good work and great products and customer loyalty is ruined by a really bad decision. Were they even thinking about their loyal customers feelings? A place that sells quality men's clothing should grasp that even appearing aligned with OWS is bad for business. Now this may indeed be a case of a rouge employee, but this should have dealt with long ago.
I have never set foot in a Chick Fil A's. However, I intend to do so in the near future. There are plenty of businesses that hurt their bottom line by catering to the barking mad moonbats. I have supported Civil Unions for a long time and in truth gay marriage is not even near the top my thoughts the economy is up there. I am annoyed by shrieking ads as a rather needless intrusion into political activism.
Do I know the political views of the small store I buy my clothing from? No. I do know and that is my business. I will not be returning to a store I went to for years because of a poor decision. In the end it may be that an employees choice to place a sign has caused me to take my business elsewhere. This employee has seriously hurt the brand and it would take multiple advertisements to undo the damage.
This is post 3000.
We are still here and our critics are long gone.
I remember when I was younger being subjected to dreadful Benetton Ads showing President Reagan with Aids sores. After seeing those ads I never set foot in one again. I will not give the niece a GAP gift certificate. Instead I will go out of my way to make sure the gift certificate is from some retailer with more traditional ads like Macys.
I used to shop at Men's Wearhouse about six times a year mostly for shirts and one or two suits. As they appear to have supported Occupy Wall Street I will never shop there again. All their good work and great products and customer loyalty is ruined by a really bad decision. Were they even thinking about their loyal customers feelings? A place that sells quality men's clothing should grasp that even appearing aligned with OWS is bad for business. Now this may indeed be a case of a rouge employee, but this should have dealt with long ago.
I have never set foot in a Chick Fil A's. However, I intend to do so in the near future. There are plenty of businesses that hurt their bottom line by catering to the barking mad moonbats. I have supported Civil Unions for a long time and in truth gay marriage is not even near the top my thoughts the economy is up there. I am annoyed by shrieking ads as a rather needless intrusion into political activism.
Do I know the political views of the small store I buy my clothing from? No. I do know and that is my business. I will not be returning to a store I went to for years because of a poor decision. In the end it may be that an employees choice to place a sign has caused me to take my business elsewhere. This employee has seriously hurt the brand and it would take multiple advertisements to undo the damage.
This is post 3000.
We are still here and our critics are long gone.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Saved by Tisha B'Av
I feel a peverse guilt in looking forward to one of the saddest days on the Jewish calendar. My obnoxious invaders will be gone. Ten days of boorish behavior and crying victim when I react to provocations is enough. Glad you are religious but leave me alone.
A friend said that he has known me for thirty years and has never seen me curse before. They don't understand English when I say leave me alone. Sabbath and the holidays are the worst where I become a prisoner. Has this asshat deduced that by invading for ten days he has pushed me away from the AC. This is not a day or two but ten. It just never registers because for all their feigned concerns I roast while getting lectures about charity.
I can't even have a conversation without these jerks budding in. They do not grasp hey this is a private discussion when I snap then we get the religious victim bit. When I say my private matters are not your concern they press until I snap.
I am really starting to despise these people. They are annoying, irritating and obnoxious on their best day.
I want to say hey moron go to therapy and deal with your bs so you can get a %%^%^^ job. All I get is excuses and the $$%%$5 worked three years big %^^%%^ deal. Four years elite college to work three %6%^%%R years.
Well at least they will be away for the holiday. Let them bore someone else.
A friend said that he has known me for thirty years and has never seen me curse before. They don't understand English when I say leave me alone. Sabbath and the holidays are the worst where I become a prisoner. Has this asshat deduced that by invading for ten days he has pushed me away from the AC. This is not a day or two but ten. It just never registers because for all their feigned concerns I roast while getting lectures about charity.
I can't even have a conversation without these jerks budding in. They do not grasp hey this is a private discussion when I snap then we get the religious victim bit. When I say my private matters are not your concern they press until I snap.
I am really starting to despise these people. They are annoying, irritating and obnoxious on their best day.
I want to say hey moron go to therapy and deal with your bs so you can get a %%^%^^ job. All I get is excuses and the $$%%$5 worked three years big %^^%%^ deal. Four years elite college to work three %6%^%%R years.
Well at least they will be away for the holiday. Let them bore someone else.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
The Siege
The invaders have been here eight days and have no sign of departing. If I am lucky I get two hours sleep a night. I grow more angry and am tired with this bullshit "victim act". I offered to buy a new air conditioning unit for this relative who does not "want my charity". No it is better to keep me up day after day night after night with slacker bs. I am a tough customer and have really grown to hate this relative who thinks this is funny.
I work in a tough place with time sensitive items. This clown complains day after day how tough he has it. Yes moron you work three jobs and have a tough time because your asshole spouse hasn't worked in 20 years. I can't have a conversation without this asshole spouse interjecting and annoying me. Sorry, if you want to get something in NYC unlike me you have plenty of free time go to NYC and get it yourself.
I am annoyed by the level of pampering and bs. I get a series of easy books for the kid to read over the summer. Pardon me but a Tale of Two Cities was a book I read when I was roughly nine. If the kid can read obscure religious texts in aramaic then he does not have a problem with reading comprehension. The problem is work ethic.
I am basically being held hostage by a family of religious slackers. If you think this is an exageration try sleeping three hours or less a week covered in sweat while slacker family shows no sign of leaving. Of course when you say something the response is victim mode.
I love when mutual aquanainces ask why I despise this relative. When you visit someone and hold every detail of their lives hostage to your religious quirks, play victim and cry about imaginary hard work it is a bit much. I also loathe tardiness and sloth with a passion. When you are always late you are basically irritating the crap out of me.
Now sloth is a particular annoyance. I worked Hotels as a teen and in factories as a college grad. My no quit win at all costs work ethic is something anyone who is there knows. The bottles of Diet Mountain Dew are my version of coffee in a go go go world. Must I endure career advice from a nobody who hasn't been paid for an opinon in two decades. How much of this can a man endure?
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Here is my service Glad you came now everyone get the $^%*Y&(O out of here and get back to work.
Now here is an official trailer from Beakerambo's New Film.
Jihadi: These guests for Dr Zawaheri have come from Western China. Nobody understands a work he says except his bodygaurd . Just who in the world is Abubeakerrambo.
Zawaheri: You idiot those are the greatest enemies of Al Quedah. Allah may have mercy, but someone forgot to tell the Great Gasmasked Patriot and the Steroid abusing mendicant with a speech impediment.
Jihadi: We had to evacuate the mosque when they took off their boots. The odor was so bad even the scorpions are looking for 72 virgins.
Zawaheri: Where has that idiotic Communist infidel who hates Joooooos more than we do? What was his name again ":Bird Brain uhhhhh Rumsfeld Duck uhhhhhh Ducky.
Jihadi: You mean the smart guy who talks to dead people on NCIS. Jethro Gibbs is my favorite infidel.
Zawaheri: NCIS is haram. No I mean the Marxist Moron who talks about camera angles mumbling incoherently about Aunt Jemimah and Rabies Radio.
Jihadi: He went to the Paul Robeson film festival in Charlestown.
Mr. B: @%%$^^% Yeah death by wedgie. Prepare to meet 72 virgins that look like Janet Reno and Bea Artur
I work in a tough place with time sensitive items. This clown complains day after day how tough he has it. Yes moron you work three jobs and have a tough time because your asshole spouse hasn't worked in 20 years. I can't have a conversation without this asshole spouse interjecting and annoying me. Sorry, if you want to get something in NYC unlike me you have plenty of free time go to NYC and get it yourself.
I am annoyed by the level of pampering and bs. I get a series of easy books for the kid to read over the summer. Pardon me but a Tale of Two Cities was a book I read when I was roughly nine. If the kid can read obscure religious texts in aramaic then he does not have a problem with reading comprehension. The problem is work ethic.
I am basically being held hostage by a family of religious slackers. If you think this is an exageration try sleeping three hours or less a week covered in sweat while slacker family shows no sign of leaving. Of course when you say something the response is victim mode.
I love when mutual aquanainces ask why I despise this relative. When you visit someone and hold every detail of their lives hostage to your religious quirks, play victim and cry about imaginary hard work it is a bit much. I also loathe tardiness and sloth with a passion. When you are always late you are basically irritating the crap out of me.
Now sloth is a particular annoyance. I worked Hotels as a teen and in factories as a college grad. My no quit win at all costs work ethic is something anyone who is there knows. The bottles of Diet Mountain Dew are my version of coffee in a go go go world. Must I endure career advice from a nobody who hasn't been paid for an opinon in two decades. How much of this can a man endure?
http://www.blogger.com/goog_223995043
Here is my service Glad you came now everyone get the $^%*Y&(O out of here and get back to work.
Now here is an official trailer from Beakerambo's New Film.
Jihadi: These guests for Dr Zawaheri have come from Western China. Nobody understands a work he says except his bodygaurd . Just who in the world is Abubeakerrambo.
Zawaheri: You idiot those are the greatest enemies of Al Quedah. Allah may have mercy, but someone forgot to tell the Great Gasmasked Patriot and the Steroid abusing mendicant with a speech impediment.
Jihadi: We had to evacuate the mosque when they took off their boots. The odor was so bad even the scorpions are looking for 72 virgins.
Zawaheri: Where has that idiotic Communist infidel who hates Joooooos more than we do? What was his name again ":Bird Brain uhhhhh Rumsfeld Duck uhhhhhh Ducky.
Jihadi: You mean the smart guy who talks to dead people on NCIS. Jethro Gibbs is my favorite infidel.
Zawaheri: NCIS is haram. No I mean the Marxist Moron who talks about camera angles mumbling incoherently about Aunt Jemimah and Rabies Radio.
Jihadi: He went to the Paul Robeson film festival in Charlestown.
Mr. B: @%%$^^% Yeah death by wedgie. Prepare to meet 72 virgins that look like Janet Reno and Bea Artur
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Book Review Growing Up Grossinger
The title of this book should be how not to write a memoir. In this case the subject of the memoir is really not that like able. She spends her pages ranting about her mother and a million other subjects. Those of us who work demanding jobs know we can be better parents. Unfortunately, keeping pace in competitive jobs takes a lot out of us. We hear whiny rant after rant about her mother and next to zero humility from the author who is not quite as brilliant as she would like the reader to assume.
The book is spared by the many wonderful people whose paths she crossed. This memoir would have been much better if a greater focus was on the loved Hotel than on the author. Obviously, the author had to have some redeeming qualities to maintain so many wonderful friends over the years.
Unless you are a celebrity a memoir should focus more on the period especially if you are a clod. This book serves a wonderful example of how to make a wonderful subject tedious.
The book is spared by the many wonderful people whose paths she crossed. This memoir would have been much better if a greater focus was on the loved Hotel than on the author. Obviously, the author had to have some redeeming qualities to maintain so many wonderful friends over the years.
Unless you are a celebrity a memoir should focus more on the period especially if you are a clod. This book serves a wonderful example of how to make a wonderful subject tedious.
How to annoy relatives
The most certian way to annoy relatives is to stay with them indefinately and subject them to a series of annoying quirks. In real life I am very punctual and am on a scripted schedule. These relatives are chronological labotomies and are driving me up a wall by never being on time and moving around at idiotic hours like 2 A.M. If this is not bad enough I am stuck with religious dogma for another month. I respect other people's right to be religious but leave me out. If I wanted to be religious I would have done so. The best I can do is sit respectfully when I am way laid into a religious function.
This will be a month of non stop aggrivation. When people ask me about these relatives I cringe.
Another way to irritate people is to give career advice when you haven't worked in 20 years. The person has skills to get a range of jobs but does zero except piss me off. If I walk away and state I take the 5th this should tell you my patience is wearing thin. After a week with these rellatives I would gladly welcome a trip to somewhere preaceful like Damascus, Mogidishu or anyplace where I can just be hit by a bullet and not deal with this idiocy. Tardiness drives me up the wall. Moving around early in the morning when I sleep at home is dangerous. I wake up with adrenaline charged prepared to beat the intruder to a pulp and after being filled with adrenaline I can not sleep.
I can't stand slkackers and slackers that are know it alls drive me up the wall. This idiotic slacker does not even pick up subtle hints. "Advice is worth what they pay you for it. When is the last time anyone paid you for your opinion 20 years ago????? I would be happier if I didn't ever see you seriously I am not joking get lost call me in twenty years. Don't even come to my funeral because by the time you get there it will be over anyway.
Its going on five days and I am going ballistic.
This will be a month of non stop aggrivation. When people ask me about these relatives I cringe.
Another way to irritate people is to give career advice when you haven't worked in 20 years. The person has skills to get a range of jobs but does zero except piss me off. If I walk away and state I take the 5th this should tell you my patience is wearing thin. After a week with these rellatives I would gladly welcome a trip to somewhere preaceful like Damascus, Mogidishu or anyplace where I can just be hit by a bullet and not deal with this idiocy. Tardiness drives me up the wall. Moving around early in the morning when I sleep at home is dangerous. I wake up with adrenaline charged prepared to beat the intruder to a pulp and after being filled with adrenaline I can not sleep.
I can't stand slkackers and slackers that are know it alls drive me up the wall. This idiotic slacker does not even pick up subtle hints. "Advice is worth what they pay you for it. When is the last time anyone paid you for your opinion 20 years ago????? I would be happier if I didn't ever see you seriously I am not joking get lost call me in twenty years. Don't even come to my funeral because by the time you get there it will be over anyway.
Its going on five days and I am going ballistic.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Searching for Home
Those who read this space long term know my ties to the Catskills. The vanishing world of Jewish Hotels and Bungalow colonies with a unique style of comedy is almost gone. There will still be a few bungalow colonies. Mostly the Ultra Orthodox Hasidic crowd has kept this alive for now.
Recently the Kutshers family of Catskills NY fame has opened a resturant in the area I work in. I am familiar with the local establishment of cookie cutter fake Italian and latino establishments. Over priced too hip and food that doesn't deliver.
I went to Kutshers with an elegant companion. Like myself she had been to many of these hotels in her youth. Her connection was not as intimate and as deep as my ties to that era. If you are going to relive those years and the traditions you are going to be disappointed.
The positives are the staff is charming and grasps the customer is king element from the Catskills. The staff has no connection to those years but Mr Kutsher has really done this well. He is a charming host who knows how to work a room much like the Hotel impesarios. He is not Irving Cohen or Jenny Grossinger but he is really good in this smaller venue.
Despite nostalgic delusions the true secret of the Catskills was the food was above average not world class. They served alot of food ( mountains) and they really did not bother with the aesthetic part of the game. You mostly ate familiars and went into a food coma shortly before the wonderful shows. The truth is that Kutshers Tribeca out does the original in that the food is better than more hyped local establishments.
Every single item was outstanding even if halibut gefilte fish sounds like the person eating it should get zonked with a lightning bolt.
The question is what brings you to the door. If you are looking for original food not found anyhere else with the best staff in the area you are in the correct place. This place is an excellent establishment that puts those in the area to shame. Its high quality offerings are authentic yet presented in modern ways. This is a fine establishment that is well worth repeated visits.
If you are looking for those Catskills memories forget it. I was explaining to the person with me how it would take three hours for me to set the tables. I would inspect each piece of silverware before I placed ti down and sometimes I respun the pieces in the machine that didn't meet my standards. I would go through racks of glasses to get a few for my customers and a few times I rewashed a set twice rather than give a less than perfect glass. Folding the napkins alone took about 35 minutes. The pomp of a hotel dinning room is not here and perhaps is lost forever in time. Then again if anyone was crazy enough to recreate that level of dedication today would cost $300.00 a person minimum in a resturant setting.
I have had several careers and my home away from home where I hang my hat remains Bens Best. I have been eating there when it was Lou G Siegels. The food is always good the service is always very good and more close to the traditional favorites. I wandered in after I left the mountains when I worked in the fashion industry and never left. In many ways it is a greater part of my life than the famed mountains. When I met an impossible deadline I had a meal at Bens. When a boss wanted to discuss my contract we went to Bens. When I would wander back from VT starved for a slice of Derma in a culinary wasteland I ended up at Bens.
I guess my trip to Kutshers was a great experience. I will be returning shortly with appopriate companionship who can appreciate excellence. However, when I celebrate something important or need that little zest of life I will return to Ben's.
Recently the Kutshers family of Catskills NY fame has opened a resturant in the area I work in. I am familiar with the local establishment of cookie cutter fake Italian and latino establishments. Over priced too hip and food that doesn't deliver.
I went to Kutshers with an elegant companion. Like myself she had been to many of these hotels in her youth. Her connection was not as intimate and as deep as my ties to that era. If you are going to relive those years and the traditions you are going to be disappointed.
The positives are the staff is charming and grasps the customer is king element from the Catskills. The staff has no connection to those years but Mr Kutsher has really done this well. He is a charming host who knows how to work a room much like the Hotel impesarios. He is not Irving Cohen or Jenny Grossinger but he is really good in this smaller venue.
Despite nostalgic delusions the true secret of the Catskills was the food was above average not world class. They served alot of food ( mountains) and they really did not bother with the aesthetic part of the game. You mostly ate familiars and went into a food coma shortly before the wonderful shows. The truth is that Kutshers Tribeca out does the original in that the food is better than more hyped local establishments.
Every single item was outstanding even if halibut gefilte fish sounds like the person eating it should get zonked with a lightning bolt.
The question is what brings you to the door. If you are looking for original food not found anyhere else with the best staff in the area you are in the correct place. This place is an excellent establishment that puts those in the area to shame. Its high quality offerings are authentic yet presented in modern ways. This is a fine establishment that is well worth repeated visits.
If you are looking for those Catskills memories forget it. I was explaining to the person with me how it would take three hours for me to set the tables. I would inspect each piece of silverware before I placed ti down and sometimes I respun the pieces in the machine that didn't meet my standards. I would go through racks of glasses to get a few for my customers and a few times I rewashed a set twice rather than give a less than perfect glass. Folding the napkins alone took about 35 minutes. The pomp of a hotel dinning room is not here and perhaps is lost forever in time. Then again if anyone was crazy enough to recreate that level of dedication today would cost $300.00 a person minimum in a resturant setting.
I have had several careers and my home away from home where I hang my hat remains Bens Best. I have been eating there when it was Lou G Siegels. The food is always good the service is always very good and more close to the traditional favorites. I wandered in after I left the mountains when I worked in the fashion industry and never left. In many ways it is a greater part of my life than the famed mountains. When I met an impossible deadline I had a meal at Bens. When a boss wanted to discuss my contract we went to Bens. When I would wander back from VT starved for a slice of Derma in a culinary wasteland I ended up at Bens.
I guess my trip to Kutshers was a great experience. I will be returning shortly with appopriate companionship who can appreciate excellence. However, when I celebrate something important or need that little zest of life I will return to Ben's.
The Atomic Bomb in Life
The media is full of nasty stories about men who go haywire. There is a whole channel devoted to movies about men abusing women stories. There is article after article about how women suffer after a divorce.
I went through my divorce about 20 years ago. I remember sitting in my attorneys office and reading the most absurd charges that were based on garbage. I looked at the lawyer who had a stack of files on his desk kid point to a file. I did "accused of molesting his kids". I pointed to the next one "accused of beating his wife". It went on and on .
I trully empathize with actual victims of abuse and harassment. However, there is a disturbing unspoken reality that is not discussed. The reality is that there are people who use and abuse this process for its own end and they are almost always female. This does not infer that all people who make absurd allegations are females or that all these claims are hot air.
There was an episode in a recent job where the same people competiting for jobs was intense. A few employees made up false sexual harassment complaints and I was targeted by this crew. Supposedly my crime was stating I think female sports is a bore. I don't watch womens basketball and gymnastics and Ice Skatting regardless of gender are a bore. I found myself up on sexual harassment charges for creating a hostile work attmosphere. Officially, we are not allowed to know who are accuser is but this was weak and underhanded. I changed my routine and stopped talking to all my coworkers except for my boss and changed my route to avoid the accuser. I shifted my work hours including ten hours every Saturday so I would not be near this person at all. I found long winded feminist tracts tapped to my desk and a stack of pennies glued together tapped to my desk. The person who never worked Saturdays decided to suddenly work Saturdays. As soon as she arrived, I got up and left the building.
I was then accused of a different crime avoidance. Apparently, the rules state that this is not allowed as well. Moving my work space was not allowed as this would set off a range of people making similar requests.
A female coworker who was a close friend saw me eating alone and told me Beaky you are not yourself.
I told her what I was accused of and she said that is ridiculous. You help anyone who asks and I have never heard you say a bad word about anyone except the crazy senior citizens who hog all the shrimp in the buffet. She made a point of insisting I sit with close friends from work and they were supportive.
The real tragedy is that I have seen careers ruined by false allegations and several people rewarded for these false complaints. As a person who has dealt with this on the recieving end these people disgust me
as abuse claims are a serious matter that should be dealt with seriously. The accuser and accused should be held to standards and evidence and testimony should be evaluated.
A friend came to me just shaken and I knew.
Here is what you can do
1) Tell your friend emphatically you believe in them. In my case it is something from my heart.
2) If it is bad take a day off and go with this person away from the office. Parks, Museums and drives in the country work wonders
3) Be there for your friend
4) Explain that sometimes in these situations professional help may be needed.
The best thing you can do is explain that some people do lack ethics and personal integrity. They will make false allegations for personal advantage and attention.
I went through my divorce about 20 years ago. I remember sitting in my attorneys office and reading the most absurd charges that were based on garbage. I looked at the lawyer who had a stack of files on his desk kid point to a file. I did "accused of molesting his kids". I pointed to the next one "accused of beating his wife". It went on and on .
I trully empathize with actual victims of abuse and harassment. However, there is a disturbing unspoken reality that is not discussed. The reality is that there are people who use and abuse this process for its own end and they are almost always female. This does not infer that all people who make absurd allegations are females or that all these claims are hot air.
There was an episode in a recent job where the same people competiting for jobs was intense. A few employees made up false sexual harassment complaints and I was targeted by this crew. Supposedly my crime was stating I think female sports is a bore. I don't watch womens basketball and gymnastics and Ice Skatting regardless of gender are a bore. I found myself up on sexual harassment charges for creating a hostile work attmosphere. Officially, we are not allowed to know who are accuser is but this was weak and underhanded. I changed my routine and stopped talking to all my coworkers except for my boss and changed my route to avoid the accuser. I shifted my work hours including ten hours every Saturday so I would not be near this person at all. I found long winded feminist tracts tapped to my desk and a stack of pennies glued together tapped to my desk. The person who never worked Saturdays decided to suddenly work Saturdays. As soon as she arrived, I got up and left the building.
I was then accused of a different crime avoidance. Apparently, the rules state that this is not allowed as well. Moving my work space was not allowed as this would set off a range of people making similar requests.
A female coworker who was a close friend saw me eating alone and told me Beaky you are not yourself.
I told her what I was accused of and she said that is ridiculous. You help anyone who asks and I have never heard you say a bad word about anyone except the crazy senior citizens who hog all the shrimp in the buffet. She made a point of insisting I sit with close friends from work and they were supportive.
The real tragedy is that I have seen careers ruined by false allegations and several people rewarded for these false complaints. As a person who has dealt with this on the recieving end these people disgust me
as abuse claims are a serious matter that should be dealt with seriously. The accuser and accused should be held to standards and evidence and testimony should be evaluated.
A friend came to me just shaken and I knew.
Here is what you can do
1) Tell your friend emphatically you believe in them. In my case it is something from my heart.
2) If it is bad take a day off and go with this person away from the office. Parks, Museums and drives in the country work wonders
3) Be there for your friend
4) Explain that sometimes in these situations professional help may be needed.
The best thing you can do is explain that some people do lack ethics and personal integrity. They will make false allegations for personal advantage and attention.
Friday, July 20, 2012
Att: Muslims if you love America and its traditions you are a Suck up according to the bird brained Duck.
We do not call people like Mr. B, AOW or Z suck ups for loving our country. Patriotism and respect for the ethos of our country is a core part of our persona. Marxists like our friend Duncy think that as heirs to the divine wisdom according to Marx that they determine who is authentically Jewish, Black, Muslim and so forth. Of course those who reject Marxism are called slurs like Likudinik or Aunt Jemimah by those who reject their foul ideas.
Anyone who reads the writings of Stephen Schwartz grasps that he is a patriotic American who cares about his country and his faith. He understands and embraces our noblest traditions of intellectual freedom and respect for others. As a man of ideas and words he embraces our Western Tradition.
In essence as a person of wisdom and faith Schwartz and the CIP grasp that terrorism hurts Islam on many levels. There are no word games or equivocation for pointless acts of violence that are almost branding strategies.
It is insulting to insinuate that Muslims who respect our traditions and others are suck ups. Do we accuse others who have a love of these ideas of being suck ups. This is typical mindless far left arrogance. In the mind of the Duck the Muslims who serve in our armed forces are misguided.
Are Muslims part of Big Table Americanism? All who respect others and private property are welcome so long as they share the common ethos our country was founded upon.
Anyone who reads the writings of Stephen Schwartz grasps that he is a patriotic American who cares about his country and his faith. He understands and embraces our noblest traditions of intellectual freedom and respect for others. As a man of ideas and words he embraces our Western Tradition.
In essence as a person of wisdom and faith Schwartz and the CIP grasp that terrorism hurts Islam on many levels. There are no word games or equivocation for pointless acts of violence that are almost branding strategies.
It is insulting to insinuate that Muslims who respect our traditions and others are suck ups. Do we accuse others who have a love of these ideas of being suck ups. This is typical mindless far left arrogance. In the mind of the Duck the Muslims who serve in our armed forces are misguided.
Are Muslims part of Big Table Americanism? All who respect others and private property are welcome so long as they share the common ethos our country was founded upon.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Exactly what you expected on Fort Hood Massacre
Anyone who works in government understands the fear of being called a racist or bigot. Officers take course after course on political correctness. The truth is that this does not infer that you toss common sense out the window.
Mainstream Muslims want their culture respected and we should strive to do so within reason. Providing a Halal meal or a break for prayer is okay. Ignoring that a person is in regular contact with well known terrorists and speaking approvingly of suicide bombings is not respect, it is lunacy.
All of us are guilty of being itimidated by the term racist. Checking the identity of someone under a burkha is not racist, it is doing your job. Checking out well established crime patterns especially when there is ample evidence is due dillegence.
This is why it is important that when the government discusses the training of professionals in ethnic sensitivity it should reach out to groups like the Center for Islamic Pluralism not CAIR. We have had years of superficial and incorrect training because political hacks and the wrong Muslims were asked.
Example there are reports person A is involved in money laundering to a country of interest. If we fail to investigate the matter we are not respecting Islam, we are failing to do our sworn duty. Respecting Islam, does not mean we fail to act on job number one which is public safety.
Mainstream Muslims want their culture respected and we should strive to do so within reason. Providing a Halal meal or a break for prayer is okay. Ignoring that a person is in regular contact with well known terrorists and speaking approvingly of suicide bombings is not respect, it is lunacy.
All of us are guilty of being itimidated by the term racist. Checking the identity of someone under a burkha is not racist, it is doing your job. Checking out well established crime patterns especially when there is ample evidence is due dillegence.
This is why it is important that when the government discusses the training of professionals in ethnic sensitivity it should reach out to groups like the Center for Islamic Pluralism not CAIR. We have had years of superficial and incorrect training because political hacks and the wrong Muslims were asked.
Example there are reports person A is involved in money laundering to a country of interest. If we fail to investigate the matter we are not respecting Islam, we are failing to do our sworn duty. Respecting Islam, does not mean we fail to act on job number one which is public safety.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
End Immigration Scams by big Education and Business
The time has come to end the scam of allowing the higher education mafia to skirt immigration law. The reality is many students do not attend classes and abuse the F1 visa to skirt immigration laws. Universities should be fined for each student that does not attend classes. Student X never attends classes and does not exit. The enforcement cost of locating X should be passed on to the University at $25,000 per year.
Entering students should be required to post a bond. If the student fails to attend classes the bond is forfiet. If the student marries and fails to attend classes the bond is still forfiet
Entering students should be required to post a bond. If the student fails to attend classes the bond is forfiet. If the student marries and fails to attend classes the bond is still forfiet
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Are we better of than our Grand Parents
I hate to fall into cynacism but the answer is no. The changes in the world are not going to be undone. Unfortunately, many people with good intentions just made things worse.
In my grandparents day you could work in the same job without retraining until retirement. The way technology is this is a thing of the past. The days where you had a crew of buddies that worked with you for years is finnished. Even in my current job maybe ten people are there when I started five years ago in NYC. Many have retired and we are working like dogs. What is a lunch break? Officers are supposed to be on three days and off two for clerical work. Haven't had that in a while.
Marriages lasted for lifetimes and communities remained unchanged. You knew your neighbor and had kids at the same time. Now everyone moves all over the place. Since there were three channels you watched similar shows as your friends. Now with cable you have channel after channel of shlock. Even the quality of video games has gone down because we don't spend as much time on story as we do on effects.
You walk your neighborhood and look for the familiar family Pizza Parlor or Chinese Resturant but they are gone casualties of the economy. I look at the places around me that have gone belly up. The Pizza place was here since 1964 and is kaput. The Chinese place with slave labor is finnished and that was here since 1970. We replace them with chain stores that are all alike. Don't get me wrong but McDonald's are not unique enough to be a community icon.
We look at gadgets like a cell phone or an I Pad. These are not replacements for a community and stability.
Psychology is more apt to damage relationships and create bigger problems.
Are we better off than our grandparents? If measured by gadgets yes. If measured by happiness no. There is almost a sense of daily alienation as nothing is permanent. Families, friends, jobs, communities all seem disposable and it is our loss.
In my grandparents day you could work in the same job without retraining until retirement. The way technology is this is a thing of the past. The days where you had a crew of buddies that worked with you for years is finnished. Even in my current job maybe ten people are there when I started five years ago in NYC. Many have retired and we are working like dogs. What is a lunch break? Officers are supposed to be on three days and off two for clerical work. Haven't had that in a while.
Marriages lasted for lifetimes and communities remained unchanged. You knew your neighbor and had kids at the same time. Now everyone moves all over the place. Since there were three channels you watched similar shows as your friends. Now with cable you have channel after channel of shlock. Even the quality of video games has gone down because we don't spend as much time on story as we do on effects.
You walk your neighborhood and look for the familiar family Pizza Parlor or Chinese Resturant but they are gone casualties of the economy. I look at the places around me that have gone belly up. The Pizza place was here since 1964 and is kaput. The Chinese place with slave labor is finnished and that was here since 1970. We replace them with chain stores that are all alike. Don't get me wrong but McDonald's are not unique enough to be a community icon.
We look at gadgets like a cell phone or an I Pad. These are not replacements for a community and stability.
Psychology is more apt to damage relationships and create bigger problems.
Are we better off than our grandparents? If measured by gadgets yes. If measured by happiness no. There is almost a sense of daily alienation as nothing is permanent. Families, friends, jobs, communities all seem disposable and it is our loss.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
The Return of the Great Gasmasked Patriot
I want to point out that while we don't always agree with the Great Gasmasked Patriot he is an All American Classic.
I do not see the Tea Party as left wing. I see the Tea Party as a sometimes corrosive influence largely due for its propensity to place poor candidates on the ballot. I would also be happier if they tossed out the Paulites yesterday. The claim that Paul or his less wacky son are some sort of rallying point is sheer deception. William F Buckley made conservatism respectable by tossing out the John Birch elements. Ron Paul and his freak show followers are pretty much John Birchers with better PR.
In short it is acceptable to oppose Obama's policies and detest Obama. When we start ranting about race, Obama is a Muslim and to a lesser extent birtherism we sound unhinged like members of the JBS. There is frankly no place in anything Republican for evil Abe Lincoln crap, racial supremacists and Joooo haters. The Jooooo haters in the GOP are Paulists and who make a mockery of everything the party stands for. While Paul feigns he is the true Conservative he left the GOP in protest of Regans policies. Paul now feigns that he was a Reagan supporter all along.
While Mr. B may not be right about the Tea Party why are the Paulists there in the first place. If there is a person who is heir to the throne of Reaganism and Conservatism it is not Paul who ran against far leftist Russel Means. Paul's talk about spending is not matched by his record of pork in congress. In short the actual Ron Paul is not conservative in any way. He is a few fruit loops short of a box.
I did point out that none of Romneys supporters actually are voting for Romney. They are voting against Obama and the rant of Kid at Z's site proves my point better than my original point. Romney ran on two points I am not Obama and I am electable. Romney is basically Obama Light and has not been out there
highlighting anything other than I am not Obama.
Those of us who look around at the Obama Socialist demolition derby economy and are wondering what
will Romney do differently are scratching our heads. We wait for ideas and vision and Romey states "I am not Obama". Well in actuality the Obama we elected was not Obama the President either. He was a media annointed symbol of post racial politics droning on mindlessly about hope and change behind a Pepsi Knock off logo. When he got into office he delivered change by making everything worse. Oddly in the train wreck economy Blacks have suffered worse than any other group.
I took the other bus and was floored by all the empty store fronts. The one that hit hardest was a local Chinese resturant that had been there for at least 37 years. Even small family owned businesses using cheap often illegal labor can't survive the Obama demolition derby economy.
Has Romney stated what he intends to do to help small companies and start up businesses? Has Romney stated what is his plan to cut the explosive growth in educational and health care costs? Exactly, what are the ideas that are supposed to get Americans working again other than I am not as inept and clueless as Obama?
I am fed up with politcs we are now pitching politicians like junk food ads. We have gone from discussing ideas and vision to packaging. Gee Obama is infront of a Pepsi logo so Romney should adopt a logo based upon a Tide Logo.
Where are the ideas? Where is the vision ?
I do not see the Tea Party as left wing. I see the Tea Party as a sometimes corrosive influence largely due for its propensity to place poor candidates on the ballot. I would also be happier if they tossed out the Paulites yesterday. The claim that Paul or his less wacky son are some sort of rallying point is sheer deception. William F Buckley made conservatism respectable by tossing out the John Birch elements. Ron Paul and his freak show followers are pretty much John Birchers with better PR.
In short it is acceptable to oppose Obama's policies and detest Obama. When we start ranting about race, Obama is a Muslim and to a lesser extent birtherism we sound unhinged like members of the JBS. There is frankly no place in anything Republican for evil Abe Lincoln crap, racial supremacists and Joooo haters. The Jooooo haters in the GOP are Paulists and who make a mockery of everything the party stands for. While Paul feigns he is the true Conservative he left the GOP in protest of Regans policies. Paul now feigns that he was a Reagan supporter all along.
While Mr. B may not be right about the Tea Party why are the Paulists there in the first place. If there is a person who is heir to the throne of Reaganism and Conservatism it is not Paul who ran against far leftist Russel Means. Paul's talk about spending is not matched by his record of pork in congress. In short the actual Ron Paul is not conservative in any way. He is a few fruit loops short of a box.
I did point out that none of Romneys supporters actually are voting for Romney. They are voting against Obama and the rant of Kid at Z's site proves my point better than my original point. Romney ran on two points I am not Obama and I am electable. Romney is basically Obama Light and has not been out there
highlighting anything other than I am not Obama.
Those of us who look around at the Obama Socialist demolition derby economy and are wondering what
will Romney do differently are scratching our heads. We wait for ideas and vision and Romey states "I am not Obama". Well in actuality the Obama we elected was not Obama the President either. He was a media annointed symbol of post racial politics droning on mindlessly about hope and change behind a Pepsi Knock off logo. When he got into office he delivered change by making everything worse. Oddly in the train wreck economy Blacks have suffered worse than any other group.
I took the other bus and was floored by all the empty store fronts. The one that hit hardest was a local Chinese resturant that had been there for at least 37 years. Even small family owned businesses using cheap often illegal labor can't survive the Obama demolition derby economy.
Has Romney stated what he intends to do to help small companies and start up businesses? Has Romney stated what is his plan to cut the explosive growth in educational and health care costs? Exactly, what are the ideas that are supposed to get Americans working again other than I am not as inept and clueless as Obama?
I am fed up with politcs we are now pitching politicians like junk food ads. We have gone from discussing ideas and vision to packaging. Gee Obama is infront of a Pepsi logo so Romney should adopt a logo based upon a Tide Logo.
Where are the ideas? Where is the vision ?
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Dr Obama my @$#^&^*I(
There is a poll out there that shows a large number of doctors are thinking about giving up the practice of medicine because of Obama care. The media has burried this poll because mission number one is to save Obama and this abomination of a bill. This is the one bill favored by elitist snobs who don't do actual work. They sit around and BS themselves that they want to be more European.
I am amused at the Obama camp who are focusing on Romney's money. Romney was born into a family of wealth and has proven he is adept at earning it. This is compared to Gomer Kerry who marries it or Obama whose wealth comes from where????
Fact Obama has been to more Prep Schools than Al Gore. Unlike Al Gore he mainly ran around in a pot induced stupor and mindlessly repeated every idiotic cliche his teachers tossed at him. He is so brilliant that his grades are a tighter secret than Coca Cola. How one gets into elite Universities after doing poorly is a mystery. The truth is that he likely used and abused affirmative action and the Old Bolshevik network connections of his grandparents and spaced out hippie mother. Obama's grades did not prevent him from getting into elite Law Schools and as an educator. Most likely this is an area where he expeditiously contrived some interesting accounts of his birth when it was advantageous.
Would you accept someone who has blatantly lied on their resume and messed up royally on the job to go for a second round.
Fire Obama and elect anyone.
Hope and change starts with sending Obama out of DC and onto a golf course where he can not damage the economy and merely bore everyone with his feigned brilliance. I may not have like Bill Clinton but he was not stupid or dangerous. Obama is a disaster and the joke is on the American people. It has ceased to be funny about two years ago.
I am amused at the Obama camp who are focusing on Romney's money. Romney was born into a family of wealth and has proven he is adept at earning it. This is compared to Gomer Kerry who marries it or Obama whose wealth comes from where????
Fact Obama has been to more Prep Schools than Al Gore. Unlike Al Gore he mainly ran around in a pot induced stupor and mindlessly repeated every idiotic cliche his teachers tossed at him. He is so brilliant that his grades are a tighter secret than Coca Cola. How one gets into elite Universities after doing poorly is a mystery. The truth is that he likely used and abused affirmative action and the Old Bolshevik network connections of his grandparents and spaced out hippie mother. Obama's grades did not prevent him from getting into elite Law Schools and as an educator. Most likely this is an area where he expeditiously contrived some interesting accounts of his birth when it was advantageous.
Would you accept someone who has blatantly lied on their resume and messed up royally on the job to go for a second round.
Fire Obama and elect anyone.
Hope and change starts with sending Obama out of DC and onto a golf course where he can not damage the economy and merely bore everyone with his feigned brilliance. I may not have like Bill Clinton but he was not stupid or dangerous. Obama is a disaster and the joke is on the American people. It has ceased to be funny about two years ago.
Saturday, July 07, 2012
Not supposed to happen this way
I have been wandering the internet and am floored where some people ended up. Now I worked with dangerous types in some jobs and it is no shock when they end up in a police blotter. Some of the coworkers in various jobs were in the criminal justice system long before they met me. It is no great shock
when a truckman who did time goes back.
The world of fashion sales is a disgusting vile place. The most honest of the lot is the old mafia truckmen. It is a morally perverse place where throats are cut, drug use is not too secret, all types of sexual hijinks and bribery are well known. One of the best moves I did for my soul was to get as far away from these types as possible. At least in the distribution end the workers were a higher class version of the transients I knew at the hotels. The drug abuse wasn't bad but gamblers and thieves were common. The folks were okay in spite of their ethical lapses. In my area I created a type of family attmosphere charged with my never say die attitude.
I had many salesmen and women I worked with. They are like butterfies in that they live beautiful short lives and die in their 40's. Their youth is used up and they are no longer cool and they can't sell a thing. One salesmen was like a brother to me. He was a partner but things didn't go well. His marriage was long busted and he has drifted from company to company in irrelevancy. I offer to treat him for lunch as it helps him remember the days when he was it.
Another salesman I knew was real good. He slept with anything that moved to make a sale. He was almost a cartoon of your ethically challenged salesman and he made top dollar at least 250000 back in the 90s. He founded his own line that failed, his marriage failed. This is just the way of that industry. Unfortunately he was convicted of some type of sex crime with someone under the legal age. Perhaps, I shouldn't be as surprised that he has fallen down and now sells insurance in FLA.
It is a greater curse to have it all and lose it than to never have it at all. I am content serving the public and reading a series of never ending books. I might year for the buddies from my days in the Catskills or the Fashion Industry but I am in a better place. I pen happy endings for the most part. There are times I miss being "the man" but it an odd journey we take through life.
when a truckman who did time goes back.
The world of fashion sales is a disgusting vile place. The most honest of the lot is the old mafia truckmen. It is a morally perverse place where throats are cut, drug use is not too secret, all types of sexual hijinks and bribery are well known. One of the best moves I did for my soul was to get as far away from these types as possible. At least in the distribution end the workers were a higher class version of the transients I knew at the hotels. The drug abuse wasn't bad but gamblers and thieves were common. The folks were okay in spite of their ethical lapses. In my area I created a type of family attmosphere charged with my never say die attitude.
I had many salesmen and women I worked with. They are like butterfies in that they live beautiful short lives and die in their 40's. Their youth is used up and they are no longer cool and they can't sell a thing. One salesmen was like a brother to me. He was a partner but things didn't go well. His marriage was long busted and he has drifted from company to company in irrelevancy. I offer to treat him for lunch as it helps him remember the days when he was it.
Another salesman I knew was real good. He slept with anything that moved to make a sale. He was almost a cartoon of your ethically challenged salesman and he made top dollar at least 250000 back in the 90s. He founded his own line that failed, his marriage failed. This is just the way of that industry. Unfortunately he was convicted of some type of sex crime with someone under the legal age. Perhaps, I shouldn't be as surprised that he has fallen down and now sells insurance in FLA.
It is a greater curse to have it all and lose it than to never have it at all. I am content serving the public and reading a series of never ending books. I might year for the buddies from my days in the Catskills or the Fashion Industry but I am in a better place. I pen happy endings for the most part. There are times I miss being "the man" but it an odd journey we take through life.
Tarek Fatah's the Jew is Not My Enemy
In general it is good to read books that challenge your assumptions, unless they are written by Marxists whose views are worthless. While it is important to learn from Spenser it is more valuable to read the thoughts of Muslims who care about their faith and share our concerns. I have learned very much from regularly read Stephen Schwartz and the articles at the CIP.
Fatah does decry the pro Arabic racism that is directed at non Arabs as part and parcel of the Saudi variant. Arabs muslims tend to look down on non Arab muslims who make up a majority of the faith. The primacy of this faith and the mindless conspiratorial Jewish obsessions are traced to Saudi malfeasence.
What is new is the authors questioning if a certain massacre assumed to be true actually happend or it got added later. The author makes a convincing argument it did not happen quite the way the haddith conveys it. The author questions why Muslims themselves are so willing to embrace the story of a vengeful prophet
who butchered people who were basically bystanders in the events. As with the building of the Dome of the Rock there appears to be political reasoning behind the fable. The author points out that there is zero confirmation of these events in Jewish sources who wrote about events in great detail. The massacre of 900 people should have created ruins that would have been dug up in Medina multiple times in construction.
The author points out that if this haddith is rejected then inevitably we would end up wondering what else is false or exagerated.
Are we ready to challenge out assumptions? While I grant that the author may be factually correct, Muslims themselves believe these legends. Of course clinging to represive theocracy is not in anyones interest as it is not the basis of a modern state. The problem is the author leaves out the damage of the Marxists who inane strongmen like Saddam and Assad have been just as disasterous. Of course the notion of getting a Muslim Capitalist reformer has just not happened. I have learned to never say never but don't hold your breath.
Fatah does decry the pro Arabic racism that is directed at non Arabs as part and parcel of the Saudi variant. Arabs muslims tend to look down on non Arab muslims who make up a majority of the faith. The primacy of this faith and the mindless conspiratorial Jewish obsessions are traced to Saudi malfeasence.
What is new is the authors questioning if a certain massacre assumed to be true actually happend or it got added later. The author makes a convincing argument it did not happen quite the way the haddith conveys it. The author questions why Muslims themselves are so willing to embrace the story of a vengeful prophet
who butchered people who were basically bystanders in the events. As with the building of the Dome of the Rock there appears to be political reasoning behind the fable. The author points out that there is zero confirmation of these events in Jewish sources who wrote about events in great detail. The massacre of 900 people should have created ruins that would have been dug up in Medina multiple times in construction.
The author points out that if this haddith is rejected then inevitably we would end up wondering what else is false or exagerated.
Are we ready to challenge out assumptions? While I grant that the author may be factually correct, Muslims themselves believe these legends. Of course clinging to represive theocracy is not in anyones interest as it is not the basis of a modern state. The problem is the author leaves out the damage of the Marxists who inane strongmen like Saddam and Assad have been just as disasterous. Of course the notion of getting a Muslim Capitalist reformer has just not happened. I have learned to never say never but don't hold your breath.
Movies and you
When a well crafted movie is made there is but so much that can be conveyed in 90 minutes. Most of this is directed at plot and charachter develpoment. Thus a movie about the Catskills Hotels or set there is unlikely to ever touch upon the troubled transients who washed the dishes and cleaned the floors. Cleaning the flo ors in the kitchen was done by a series of water hoses and wasnt so bad. Running the silverware spinners was bad and clapping plates in the huge dishwasher was the worst.
In film it is just easier and more interesting to portray the owners child or spoiled wealthy kid having a forbidden romance. There likely were many of these between the young college students who were passing through on their way to somewhere else. In general most of these students were from upper middle class families. The parents did not necessarily frown on these relationships so long as everything went well. If it didn't then can expect the worst.
A dance instructor was not a great candidate. They were considered on a lower plane than the entertainers or even the musicians. Yes there was the celebrated marriage of the late Lou Goldstein to a dance instructor. Goldstein was the brilliant activities director and an upper level employee, not a guest or an owners family.
A TV series about the Catskills Era would be a blast. You could have cameos of actual entertainers who played there playing cranky guests while a younger person plays Jackie Mason or Don Rickles. Even in an hour format 15 minutes could be devoted to the show. I doubt this type of series would ever hit paper or come to the attention of studio heads. However, given the bad cop shows and dreadful shows on HBO it would be worth a try. In a TV series the world of the long term employees and the transients can be discussed in passing.
In film it is just easier and more interesting to portray the owners child or spoiled wealthy kid having a forbidden romance. There likely were many of these between the young college students who were passing through on their way to somewhere else. In general most of these students were from upper middle class families. The parents did not necessarily frown on these relationships so long as everything went well. If it didn't then can expect the worst.
A dance instructor was not a great candidate. They were considered on a lower plane than the entertainers or even the musicians. Yes there was the celebrated marriage of the late Lou Goldstein to a dance instructor. Goldstein was the brilliant activities director and an upper level employee, not a guest or an owners family.
A TV series about the Catskills Era would be a blast. You could have cameos of actual entertainers who played there playing cranky guests while a younger person plays Jackie Mason or Don Rickles. Even in an hour format 15 minutes could be devoted to the show. I doubt this type of series would ever hit paper or come to the attention of studio heads. However, given the bad cop shows and dreadful shows on HBO it would be worth a try. In a TV series the world of the long term employees and the transients can be discussed in passing.
Thursday, July 05, 2012
The real world of Dirty Dancing
I have been reading some of the articles from the Catskill Institute. I arrived at the very end, and some of the famous places were closed when I arrived. I did stay at both the Concord and Grossingers as a guest. I stayed with my Grandparents at a bungalow on the site of the Hotel Gradus and visited them at the bungalow colony next to the Pines. I visited Stevensville and Kutshers many times.
The Catskill era was about a simpler time. Families went to a Hotel to be pampered. The food was excellent and the entertainment was world class. A comedian worked the pool and a Jazz Musician played his standards and the guests could have a meal on the patio on the pool where I worked for a few seasons.
I spent my nights at the coffee shop at a slow station or by the takeout area.
There were clear divisions between workers and guests. The owners didn't mind if the college students sunbathed on the cabana. An attractive 20 year old co-ed was a pleasant distraction and harmless. There were romances between the children of seasons guests and the college students. Most of the college students were from wealthy families.
There was an unwritten caste system. A college student could enjoy the cabana or was encouraged to visit the mixers on singles weekends. The next caste was the young townies. They were forbidden to be anywhere on the grounds. Romances between the college students and townies did happen but they were frowned upon by all. I found myself on the wrong end of one of these romances. When it went bad my heart was broken. Quietly while I went to school the hotel had fired this girlfriend. My heart was devastated and two young managers who were like sisters looked after me. To this day I remain grateful to Barbara and Dana who looked after me with my first broken heart. The girl was an alcoholic, but very beautiful. Even a local famous comedian quipped "hey kid why not make love to a bottle of cheap booze and cut out the middle man.." I always thought she was deceased but I found her name in a recent police report in Troy listed as homeless. A famous writers daughter who I thought of as flighty said "Beaky, she isn't for you. You are going on to other things and she will just drag you down and ruin you and kick you while you are down. The writers daughter was correct and in no definition flighty. She was a brilliant live wire who was smarter than you realized and had a huge heart. It was only in the Catskills that our paths would cross. She used drag me out when I wanted to work. I can't thank her because she passed away before her time in her 40's. I went to the funeral and sat near a neighbor who mistook me for a lawyer. I guess I don't carry the federal officer bit with bearing.
As a college student we lived and ate in different places than the others. There was a separate dinning area for the students. The place where the workers ate was called the bimi cafeteria. I loved the bimi cafeteria and looked forward on rare occasions eating the midnight meal with the workers. There were friends of mine who were stewards, security guards and others. One special friend was named John Hyde who was a veteran of WW2. He was an army buddy of the owners nephew who ran the kitchen. He worked in the kitchen and described army life. He was a conservative who lived in the rooming house up the block. He worked in house keeping. One day in the eighties when I returned a security guard I used to chat with late nights told me "your friend died of a heart attack over the winter". I liked eating in the dreaded bimi cafeteria on the rare occasion I ate with the students it was usually the writers daughter dragging me kicking and screaming. I had a look that was frequently confused with a young Tony Curtis. It was not uncommon for one of the fellow students to take an interest and drag me around. They were beautiful special daughters from the best families, but my head was in a different place. I was really, not of their world as my family though locally prominent and respected was not in those stratospheres. I remember the writers daughter explaining to me everything was in my mind and I was one of them. Funny, but I didn't like the idea of being served. Later on when I lived briefly with a supermarket heiress I would create a stir by cooking my own meals and letting the cleaning woman eat with us. I learned the basics of cooking at the hotel and made world class meals on lower fifth where I lived briefly.
The building I lived in was called the Congress building. It was a short distance from the pool and coffee shop. The building was mostly similar college students. The exception were a famed Jazz musician in his later years, the planets best busboy who looked like Dan Hedaya and the infamous playboy I called Captain S. There was a notorious and nasty gay Captain who lived in the building. He used to try and peek
at the college students as they showered and was creepy. I later worked with many fine gay men in several jobs but this guy was seedy. The planets best busboy was a brilliant student who arrived in the 50's and never left. He hired me to help him out and was generous. His area had most of the season guest high rollers. One of them had two breath taking daughters and the youngest one went from ordinary to dreamy overnight. She was never snobby, but I kept my distance as her family was just in another world that I didn't belong in. The greatest busboy was someone I call the Great Mr. G. He was going to Brooklyn College and swore he couldn't learn languages. He stayed over the summer and promised he would go back to school thirty years later it never happened. He was a brilliant stock player and never needed to work. Somehow love never seemed to hit him and he just remained frozen in time collecting a huger portfolio and occasionally going to Florida on vacation. He got into a fight with the maitre d a few years before the end and was spared seeing the last chapter.
The Captain across the hall was the planets most notorious playboy. He slept with everything but never more than once or twice. If a woman had a fantasy he lived it. He sunned himself on the cabana and went to Mambo night at the hotel up the road and every singles event at every hotel in the area. He literally farmed out his excess like an X rated version of Fonzi. His room had a mirrored foil and he had every novelty gag on the planet. We used to prank each other with stuff that was similar to MASH type stuff. Lets just say that the behaviors that went on there were on a par with XXX material from a cheesy porn flick. I can't ever complain about the guy as he used to set my social schedule. When my younger coworkers think I haven't lived a life of adventure I tell them about my days as a sometimes wing man of Captain S. Of course many of these people are sceptical and think that someone who behaved like the Captain should have been felled
by venereal disease, an outraged spouse or family member or psycho chick he picked up. The Captain stayed with the hotel until it ended and went to a resort in Florida where he remembers the good old days.
The captain was a real person who just defied every known law of mathematical probability. There were some younger college students he refused to sleep with because they were like kid sisters to him. He has generations of new fans who think my descriptions are exaggerations. The secret was as a good hotel man the Captain grasped catering to his audiences desires and he did. He catered to whatever fantasies his women wanted. He was angry that a few times a woman he scheduled with me didn't bother with him when they returned. I guess my naive fresh enthusiasm had its uses. I was told that it had the illusion of something more but I was literally a #%$^^ buddy, but having someone who wasn't in a hurry to leave was appreciated. It wasn't real, but it conveyed the illusion of it. I was no angel and if my younger coworkers think they are all that they just would not think I was capable of doing things they only imagined with breath taking beauties.
The upper caste long term employees lived in an excellent place across the road from the employees entrance. No college students lived there to the best of my knowledge. It was a former hotel that was in much better condition than the congress building where I lived. Maybe the great Mr. G just came as a student and never left. The famous aging Jazz musician was a good friend who played a late night show would go to the coffee shop get a bite and go a short distance to the Congress building.
Long term employees who did menial jobs filled the next caste. I identified with these hard working simple folk. Most lived in town and had families. Underneath the huge kitchen they toiled in the pantry, bakery or butcher shop. The best of these were sent to the golf clubhouse or the patio kitchen. The most clean cut were sent there. Sometimes, I helped out in the pantry and met the Hispanics who ran the area in their chores. Later as a waiter they took good care of me. Many of these people were interesting. My cousin was a security guard and went onto a job as a correction officer in a facility nearby. I was friendly with many of the security guards as a result of that relationship. My cousin married a woman who worked behind the front desk.
The last caste were generously known as transients. There were some dangerous criminals and I remember a young boss pointing out to me stay far away from that one, there is much you don't know. These transients lived in the bungalow down the road. I stayed there once when we had too many females in the congress building. By then I was a veteran at the Hotel and a tough customer. I didn't mind staying there but the folks in human resources moved me quickly. The workers drank and many were devoted to their cats.
Across the road was a former hotel where the really dangerous place. It was a former hotel that had a single entrance and was surrounded with a thick barbed wire fence. This place was so dangerous the security guards except for gung ho Nick never wanted to go there. When they went even former Vietnam vets went in pairs. Allegedly, the place was full of drugs and violence. If you were homeless you could come here work as a dishwasher and make a few bucks for drugs or alcohol.
Down the road was a nasty bar where the hard core alcoholics would give the owner their whole paycheck. It was a nasty place down the road and some retirees were there. Oddly, when the hotel was demolished and few structures remain this one is still there all boarded up. Across the road was the boarding house where my friend John Hyde lived. That structure not only exists but appears in better shape than when John lived there.
Back towards the hotel was a bar that at one time was topless. Above it was a smaller hotel where some workers lived. It was said to be owned by the nasty son in law of the owner. His wife and daughter were such wonderful people. Some of the higher class transients lived there and there was plenty of alcohol and sexual activities of all type. This was where the ill fated girl of my romance lived with her breath taking red head sister. The sisters violent boyfriend fancied himself a drummer. They disappeared and I hope she ditched this guy as she was sweet in her own way.
The owners son in law was a Dr. and a first class jerk. He used to do an absurd physical. Lift your shirt drop your pants turn your head cough. He would frequently make rude comments. I joked that I had been through the physical so many times the Dr had probably seen my privates more than a few girl friends.
The owners sons were okay. The second one was just a decent guy who married an exceptional wife. His wife exuded beauty, grace, poise and charm. She was the queen of the hotel and her smile and warmth were genuine. She helped many people and her children had the best of her qualities.
In general my place in this world was probably higher on the food chain than I was aware of. Then again I was petrified of falling in love with a super wealthy girl and not fitting in that world. As a business scool student the townies were not really my world either. Some strange marriages too place that were the exception like a friends brother who married a sweet but slow coffee shop waitress. She really was a townie but her brother likely enjoyed her good natured personality.
Long term relationships between the seasons guests and the staff were frowned upon. There was no shortage of flings and people breaking every vow imaginable.
I miss those days and I am thankful to see it even if it was right before the curtain dropped.
The Catskill era was about a simpler time. Families went to a Hotel to be pampered. The food was excellent and the entertainment was world class. A comedian worked the pool and a Jazz Musician played his standards and the guests could have a meal on the patio on the pool where I worked for a few seasons.
I spent my nights at the coffee shop at a slow station or by the takeout area.
There were clear divisions between workers and guests. The owners didn't mind if the college students sunbathed on the cabana. An attractive 20 year old co-ed was a pleasant distraction and harmless. There were romances between the children of seasons guests and the college students. Most of the college students were from wealthy families.
There was an unwritten caste system. A college student could enjoy the cabana or was encouraged to visit the mixers on singles weekends. The next caste was the young townies. They were forbidden to be anywhere on the grounds. Romances between the college students and townies did happen but they were frowned upon by all. I found myself on the wrong end of one of these romances. When it went bad my heart was broken. Quietly while I went to school the hotel had fired this girlfriend. My heart was devastated and two young managers who were like sisters looked after me. To this day I remain grateful to Barbara and Dana who looked after me with my first broken heart. The girl was an alcoholic, but very beautiful. Even a local famous comedian quipped "hey kid why not make love to a bottle of cheap booze and cut out the middle man.." I always thought she was deceased but I found her name in a recent police report in Troy listed as homeless. A famous writers daughter who I thought of as flighty said "Beaky, she isn't for you. You are going on to other things and she will just drag you down and ruin you and kick you while you are down. The writers daughter was correct and in no definition flighty. She was a brilliant live wire who was smarter than you realized and had a huge heart. It was only in the Catskills that our paths would cross. She used drag me out when I wanted to work. I can't thank her because she passed away before her time in her 40's. I went to the funeral and sat near a neighbor who mistook me for a lawyer. I guess I don't carry the federal officer bit with bearing.
As a college student we lived and ate in different places than the others. There was a separate dinning area for the students. The place where the workers ate was called the bimi cafeteria. I loved the bimi cafeteria and looked forward on rare occasions eating the midnight meal with the workers. There were friends of mine who were stewards, security guards and others. One special friend was named John Hyde who was a veteran of WW2. He was an army buddy of the owners nephew who ran the kitchen. He worked in the kitchen and described army life. He was a conservative who lived in the rooming house up the block. He worked in house keeping. One day in the eighties when I returned a security guard I used to chat with late nights told me "your friend died of a heart attack over the winter". I liked eating in the dreaded bimi cafeteria on the rare occasion I ate with the students it was usually the writers daughter dragging me kicking and screaming. I had a look that was frequently confused with a young Tony Curtis. It was not uncommon for one of the fellow students to take an interest and drag me around. They were beautiful special daughters from the best families, but my head was in a different place. I was really, not of their world as my family though locally prominent and respected was not in those stratospheres. I remember the writers daughter explaining to me everything was in my mind and I was one of them. Funny, but I didn't like the idea of being served. Later on when I lived briefly with a supermarket heiress I would create a stir by cooking my own meals and letting the cleaning woman eat with us. I learned the basics of cooking at the hotel and made world class meals on lower fifth where I lived briefly.
The building I lived in was called the Congress building. It was a short distance from the pool and coffee shop. The building was mostly similar college students. The exception were a famed Jazz musician in his later years, the planets best busboy who looked like Dan Hedaya and the infamous playboy I called Captain S. There was a notorious and nasty gay Captain who lived in the building. He used to try and peek
at the college students as they showered and was creepy. I later worked with many fine gay men in several jobs but this guy was seedy. The planets best busboy was a brilliant student who arrived in the 50's and never left. He hired me to help him out and was generous. His area had most of the season guest high rollers. One of them had two breath taking daughters and the youngest one went from ordinary to dreamy overnight. She was never snobby, but I kept my distance as her family was just in another world that I didn't belong in. The greatest busboy was someone I call the Great Mr. G. He was going to Brooklyn College and swore he couldn't learn languages. He stayed over the summer and promised he would go back to school thirty years later it never happened. He was a brilliant stock player and never needed to work. Somehow love never seemed to hit him and he just remained frozen in time collecting a huger portfolio and occasionally going to Florida on vacation. He got into a fight with the maitre d a few years before the end and was spared seeing the last chapter.
The Captain across the hall was the planets most notorious playboy. He slept with everything but never more than once or twice. If a woman had a fantasy he lived it. He sunned himself on the cabana and went to Mambo night at the hotel up the road and every singles event at every hotel in the area. He literally farmed out his excess like an X rated version of Fonzi. His room had a mirrored foil and he had every novelty gag on the planet. We used to prank each other with stuff that was similar to MASH type stuff. Lets just say that the behaviors that went on there were on a par with XXX material from a cheesy porn flick. I can't ever complain about the guy as he used to set my social schedule. When my younger coworkers think I haven't lived a life of adventure I tell them about my days as a sometimes wing man of Captain S. Of course many of these people are sceptical and think that someone who behaved like the Captain should have been felled
by venereal disease, an outraged spouse or family member or psycho chick he picked up. The Captain stayed with the hotel until it ended and went to a resort in Florida where he remembers the good old days.
The captain was a real person who just defied every known law of mathematical probability. There were some younger college students he refused to sleep with because they were like kid sisters to him. He has generations of new fans who think my descriptions are exaggerations. The secret was as a good hotel man the Captain grasped catering to his audiences desires and he did. He catered to whatever fantasies his women wanted. He was angry that a few times a woman he scheduled with me didn't bother with him when they returned. I guess my naive fresh enthusiasm had its uses. I was told that it had the illusion of something more but I was literally a #%$^^ buddy, but having someone who wasn't in a hurry to leave was appreciated. It wasn't real, but it conveyed the illusion of it. I was no angel and if my younger coworkers think they are all that they just would not think I was capable of doing things they only imagined with breath taking beauties.
The upper caste long term employees lived in an excellent place across the road from the employees entrance. No college students lived there to the best of my knowledge. It was a former hotel that was in much better condition than the congress building where I lived. Maybe the great Mr. G just came as a student and never left. The famous aging Jazz musician was a good friend who played a late night show would go to the coffee shop get a bite and go a short distance to the Congress building.
Long term employees who did menial jobs filled the next caste. I identified with these hard working simple folk. Most lived in town and had families. Underneath the huge kitchen they toiled in the pantry, bakery or butcher shop. The best of these were sent to the golf clubhouse or the patio kitchen. The most clean cut were sent there. Sometimes, I helped out in the pantry and met the Hispanics who ran the area in their chores. Later as a waiter they took good care of me. Many of these people were interesting. My cousin was a security guard and went onto a job as a correction officer in a facility nearby. I was friendly with many of the security guards as a result of that relationship. My cousin married a woman who worked behind the front desk.
The last caste were generously known as transients. There were some dangerous criminals and I remember a young boss pointing out to me stay far away from that one, there is much you don't know. These transients lived in the bungalow down the road. I stayed there once when we had too many females in the congress building. By then I was a veteran at the Hotel and a tough customer. I didn't mind staying there but the folks in human resources moved me quickly. The workers drank and many were devoted to their cats.
Across the road was a former hotel where the really dangerous place. It was a former hotel that had a single entrance and was surrounded with a thick barbed wire fence. This place was so dangerous the security guards except for gung ho Nick never wanted to go there. When they went even former Vietnam vets went in pairs. Allegedly, the place was full of drugs and violence. If you were homeless you could come here work as a dishwasher and make a few bucks for drugs or alcohol.
Down the road was a nasty bar where the hard core alcoholics would give the owner their whole paycheck. It was a nasty place down the road and some retirees were there. Oddly, when the hotel was demolished and few structures remain this one is still there all boarded up. Across the road was the boarding house where my friend John Hyde lived. That structure not only exists but appears in better shape than when John lived there.
Back towards the hotel was a bar that at one time was topless. Above it was a smaller hotel where some workers lived. It was said to be owned by the nasty son in law of the owner. His wife and daughter were such wonderful people. Some of the higher class transients lived there and there was plenty of alcohol and sexual activities of all type. This was where the ill fated girl of my romance lived with her breath taking red head sister. The sisters violent boyfriend fancied himself a drummer. They disappeared and I hope she ditched this guy as she was sweet in her own way.
The owners son in law was a Dr. and a first class jerk. He used to do an absurd physical. Lift your shirt drop your pants turn your head cough. He would frequently make rude comments. I joked that I had been through the physical so many times the Dr had probably seen my privates more than a few girl friends.
The owners sons were okay. The second one was just a decent guy who married an exceptional wife. His wife exuded beauty, grace, poise and charm. She was the queen of the hotel and her smile and warmth were genuine. She helped many people and her children had the best of her qualities.
In general my place in this world was probably higher on the food chain than I was aware of. Then again I was petrified of falling in love with a super wealthy girl and not fitting in that world. As a business scool student the townies were not really my world either. Some strange marriages too place that were the exception like a friends brother who married a sweet but slow coffee shop waitress. She really was a townie but her brother likely enjoyed her good natured personality.
Long term relationships between the seasons guests and the staff were frowned upon. There was no shortage of flings and people breaking every vow imaginable.
I miss those days and I am thankful to see it even if it was right before the curtain dropped.
Heat Wave
I hate the steaming heat of NYC. This current heat wave is expected to last into the week end. When I retire I will go someplace beyond the heat. It seldom gets to 95 in Sulivan county as Ferndale is about 1100 feet above sea level. Thee next time the Vermonters call me a Flatlander I will have to remind them Staten Island is also way above sea level and Fendale is likely higher than wherever they live.
In January I will be at blog post 3000.
I am working on a very long one about the real world of the Catskill resorts as I saw it. I wish I could locate my uniforms from the resort I worked it and donate it to the Catskill Historical Institute. Much of this history is being lost and reclaimed by nature. All those memories of fun and families, entertainers, gangsters and transients lost forever in time.
You might encounter some of this world in Dirty Dancing or Sweet Loraine but this is a fairly tale compared to the real world I knew.
In January I will be at blog post 3000.
I am working on a very long one about the real world of the Catskill resorts as I saw it. I wish I could locate my uniforms from the resort I worked it and donate it to the Catskill Historical Institute. Much of this history is being lost and reclaimed by nature. All those memories of fun and families, entertainers, gangsters and transients lost forever in time.
You might encounter some of this world in Dirty Dancing or Sweet Loraine but this is a fairly tale compared to the real world I knew.
Finnishing Thhe Jew is Not My Enemy
I am near the end of the book. The book makes some interesting points. While the book is intereting ang thought provoking it is more interesting what the reaction of so called official spokesmen like CAIR have to his voice of reason. In general there are voices of sanity within the Islamic community like Stephen Schwartz of the CIP. Unfortunately, the media prefers shrill and bellicose to sane and rational.
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
America are you stupid
Much has been said about the recent moves by Obama to sure up his bases. The most transparent of these moves was his alleged 9th hour conversion to support of gay marriage. Obama always was a supporter but threw gays under the bus in an attempt to make himself look like a centrist on election day. There have been plenty of reports showing his actual position prior to running. He peddles the myth of courage and changes his position and goes directly to a Hollywood fundraiser. Only in Hollywood does a moron like Barbara Streisand qualify as brilliant. Other than James Woods you can not find too many Hollywood types with a brain.
Hispanics are alegedly big supporters due to Obama's last second immigration theartrics. He does this act also right before his head is in the chopping block.
Blacks have suffered disproportionately in this recession. What has Obama done to create real jobs???
Obama is not capable of fixing the economy. Our best hope is that the business cycle will blunt his negligent initiatives. The house members need to strangle Obama care by cutting off all funding. We should also demand a similar cutt off unless with aid to higher ed unless they agree to substansive reforms. The bottom line is that Obama has made no efforts to control costs in these areas. We as taxpayers need to demand accountability in DC and if we get serious about cutting budgets we can negotiate actual reforms.
A vote for Obama is a vote to extend the recession. If you like high unemployment, poor leadership and a self deluded pot head intellectual Obama is your man.
The question for Obama supporters is are you stupid.
Hispanics are alegedly big supporters due to Obama's last second immigration theartrics. He does this act also right before his head is in the chopping block.
Blacks have suffered disproportionately in this recession. What has Obama done to create real jobs???
Obama is not capable of fixing the economy. Our best hope is that the business cycle will blunt his negligent initiatives. The house members need to strangle Obama care by cutting off all funding. We should also demand a similar cutt off unless with aid to higher ed unless they agree to substansive reforms. The bottom line is that Obama has made no efforts to control costs in these areas. We as taxpayers need to demand accountability in DC and if we get serious about cutting budgets we can negotiate actual reforms.
A vote for Obama is a vote to extend the recession. If you like high unemployment, poor leadership and a self deluded pot head intellectual Obama is your man.
The question for Obama supporters is are you stupid.
Lost worlds
I have searched far and wide for articles with what happened to the workers in the former Catskills hotels and the garment center. The students like myself went on to careers that are likely unextraordinary. I graduated from college went into the fashion industry and reinvented myself as a federal law enforcement officer. My cousin David never finnished college and went from security in the hotels to a career as a corrections officer and recently retired. What happened to the cooks, housekeepers and others that worked full time.
Even before the Hotels were finnished many went to Florida for the winter but came back for christmas and passover.
We have the stories of the movers and shakers and to a lesser extent the guests but the kitchen help was invisibile.
Oddly, in my trip to the Catskills one place that still exists is the nasty bar the hard core alcoholics used to visit after work. The bar is long since shuttered the dishwashers and other addicts used to walk down the hill to the bar and give their whole check. They would live in a nasty place surrounded by barbed wire. The guards would almost never venture in there. A few times with shortages I ended up in a bungalow across the road with the area that handled some of the skilled kitchen help. It was memorable how the lonely workers took great pride in their cats and talked of distant dreams. Across the road you could hear the ocaisional fight.
The story of Dirty Dancing captivates many and oddly even in distant Guyana is a film that resonates there.
The workers knew their place and even when I was told it was okay to mingle there was hesitation. As a Jewish male who was a serious college student there was a chasm between my upper middle class world and many of the guests. I remember discussing it with the late Kelly Breslin who was vivacious lively and ever opinionated. Her view was that these divisions only existed in my mind and I was just another college student. Somehow, I always knew my place and never identified with that crowd. There were a few times she dragged me out and I will always cherish those memories of a fun loving fiesty and witty charachter.
Even before the Hotels were finnished many went to Florida for the winter but came back for christmas and passover.
We have the stories of the movers and shakers and to a lesser extent the guests but the kitchen help was invisibile.
Oddly, in my trip to the Catskills one place that still exists is the nasty bar the hard core alcoholics used to visit after work. The bar is long since shuttered the dishwashers and other addicts used to walk down the hill to the bar and give their whole check. They would live in a nasty place surrounded by barbed wire. The guards would almost never venture in there. A few times with shortages I ended up in a bungalow across the road with the area that handled some of the skilled kitchen help. It was memorable how the lonely workers took great pride in their cats and talked of distant dreams. Across the road you could hear the ocaisional fight.
The story of Dirty Dancing captivates many and oddly even in distant Guyana is a film that resonates there.
The workers knew their place and even when I was told it was okay to mingle there was hesitation. As a Jewish male who was a serious college student there was a chasm between my upper middle class world and many of the guests. I remember discussing it with the late Kelly Breslin who was vivacious lively and ever opinionated. Her view was that these divisions only existed in my mind and I was just another college student. Somehow, I always knew my place and never identified with that crowd. There were a few times she dragged me out and I will always cherish those memories of a fun loving fiesty and witty charachter.
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
Lost Worlds
The younger officers I mentor sometimes hear me wax on about the Catskills and or the Garment District. Today, they are vestiges of what they were and I may as well be talking about dinosaurs. My journey across those lost worlds to become an officer is a story in and of itself.
A favorite of the younger crowd was the antics of Captain Scott. The Captain lived across the hall from me for many seasons. He was a legendary playboy who literally who was so busy it is a miracle that his privates didn't fall off from all the abuse. People think the antics I describe were part of a comedic routine but they were based on fact. What was amazing with all of those women he never got killed by venereal diseases, a jealous boyfriend or a psycho chick. He was also the greatest practical joker, I ever saw.
Now amongst my travels, I located a short paragraph written by the Captain. I will show the paragraph to his fans who think of him as a literary archetype/comedic foil. Some day, I seriously have to pen a tome about all these crazy adventures across the lost worlds in the various industries. If I were reading about some of these people I would think they were fiction. In many ways reality is much stranger than fiction.
A favorite of the younger crowd was the antics of Captain Scott. The Captain lived across the hall from me for many seasons. He was a legendary playboy who literally who was so busy it is a miracle that his privates didn't fall off from all the abuse. People think the antics I describe were part of a comedic routine but they were based on fact. What was amazing with all of those women he never got killed by venereal diseases, a jealous boyfriend or a psycho chick. He was also the greatest practical joker, I ever saw.
Now amongst my travels, I located a short paragraph written by the Captain. I will show the paragraph to his fans who think of him as a literary archetype/comedic foil. Some day, I seriously have to pen a tome about all these crazy adventures across the lost worlds in the various industries. If I were reading about some of these people I would think they were fiction. In many ways reality is much stranger than fiction.
Monday, July 02, 2012
Returning home
The Catskill Mountains has a very special place in my heart. It is connected intimately with my childhood and young adult life. It was there that I walked through the woods as a child. It was there that I had my first job. It was there I had my first love and many other firsts.
My fathers connection goes back decades before mine. You can get a glimpse of the life there by viewing the movie Dirty Dancing or Sweet Lorraine.
The largest and greatest hotel was the Concord. The demolition of the place was so complette you can't even tell anything stood there. The sole survivor is home of the Robert Parker family, but that may be temporary. The cottages where the workers lived are similarly gone. The bar across the street is also gone.
Oddly, the nasty bar where the diswashersused to give the owner their paycheck is also gone, but the structure is there. The rooming house where my friend John lived 20 years ago is still there. John worked at the Concord for 30 years and we had many meals together. One summer, I came up and a security guard told me your buddy had a heart attack and died in the spring.
There was a small town named Parksville with the best soft ice cream place on the planet. The highway was moved so it passed the town. This is probably the last season the custard place will be there. Long ago an excellent resturant named Poppys burned in a fire and never reopened.
Surprisingly, many of the bungalow colonies I summered in are still there. They were rebuilt and sold as condos. Small kosher pizza places and coffee shops open for the summer. The hassidic Jews come in droves for the summer and provide money for the local businesses other than fast food shops.
I went to the family estate and visited a cousin. I could not find the stone walls where I learned about snakes. There was a grassy field about 30 feet long that is gone. There were the familiar orange flowers that were everywhere around July. I didn't even get to see the nearby hemlock forrest with a single paper birch oddly in the center. I did not get to see the huge boulders that I played on as a kid and imagined they were mountains or vestiges of a sandbox that was reclaimed by the forrest. I did view a swimming hole I helped build. The family dredged a stream pool with rocks and made a stone dam. The hole was about eight foot deep and cold on a hot day.
The famous Brown's Hotel was doing okay as a time share until April when it was burned beyond repair in a mysterious fire.
When I retire I want to spend the last years of my life away from NYC in these hills. A nice small place to spend my golden years watching the few remaining seasons of my life dreaming of woods and watching the land reclaim itself. I hope enough of it is left so that I can live this dream.
The towns are not imaginitive. Oddly, they could probably survive by luring NYC people with busses to the City. A place where Civil Servants could live and raise small families. There is ample land and modular housing on two acre lots could be the field of dreams for many.
It was a depressing visit. I will see if I can locate the book the oral history of the Catskills. It will be good to hear of Grossingers and the comedy of Lou Goldstein. I can imagine the music of Erskine Hawkins who was a friend and the horrible bimmi kitchen. Some of you can hear glimpses of this world when Michael Savage talks of the long gone Hotel Flagler and strange locals who lived off the land.
My fathers connection goes back decades before mine. You can get a glimpse of the life there by viewing the movie Dirty Dancing or Sweet Lorraine.
The largest and greatest hotel was the Concord. The demolition of the place was so complette you can't even tell anything stood there. The sole survivor is home of the Robert Parker family, but that may be temporary. The cottages where the workers lived are similarly gone. The bar across the street is also gone.
Oddly, the nasty bar where the diswashersused to give the owner their paycheck is also gone, but the structure is there. The rooming house where my friend John lived 20 years ago is still there. John worked at the Concord for 30 years and we had many meals together. One summer, I came up and a security guard told me your buddy had a heart attack and died in the spring.
There was a small town named Parksville with the best soft ice cream place on the planet. The highway was moved so it passed the town. This is probably the last season the custard place will be there. Long ago an excellent resturant named Poppys burned in a fire and never reopened.
Surprisingly, many of the bungalow colonies I summered in are still there. They were rebuilt and sold as condos. Small kosher pizza places and coffee shops open for the summer. The hassidic Jews come in droves for the summer and provide money for the local businesses other than fast food shops.
I went to the family estate and visited a cousin. I could not find the stone walls where I learned about snakes. There was a grassy field about 30 feet long that is gone. There were the familiar orange flowers that were everywhere around July. I didn't even get to see the nearby hemlock forrest with a single paper birch oddly in the center. I did not get to see the huge boulders that I played on as a kid and imagined they were mountains or vestiges of a sandbox that was reclaimed by the forrest. I did view a swimming hole I helped build. The family dredged a stream pool with rocks and made a stone dam. The hole was about eight foot deep and cold on a hot day.
The famous Brown's Hotel was doing okay as a time share until April when it was burned beyond repair in a mysterious fire.
When I retire I want to spend the last years of my life away from NYC in these hills. A nice small place to spend my golden years watching the few remaining seasons of my life dreaming of woods and watching the land reclaim itself. I hope enough of it is left so that I can live this dream.
The towns are not imaginitive. Oddly, they could probably survive by luring NYC people with busses to the City. A place where Civil Servants could live and raise small families. There is ample land and modular housing on two acre lots could be the field of dreams for many.
It was a depressing visit. I will see if I can locate the book the oral history of the Catskills. It will be good to hear of Grossingers and the comedy of Lou Goldstein. I can imagine the music of Erskine Hawkins who was a friend and the horrible bimmi kitchen. Some of you can hear glimpses of this world when Michael Savage talks of the long gone Hotel Flagler and strange locals who lived off the land.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
The assasination of the American Economy
The Supreme Court has unwittingly provided a shot to the head to the United States economy. Ever since Obama passed his health care attrocity companies have put off hiring employees. Now thanks to the blunder of the supreme court you can expect this to continue. Of course extending children to the age of 26 was a bone thrown to Obamas allies in big education.
Expect the recession to continue.
Expect the recession to continue.
Friday, June 29, 2012
A blast from the past
I called a former boss from the 90's. He has relocated to LA where he has found employment in our old line of work. He recognized the voice but it took my stating of the less than flattering name he used to call me. It was odd that even though I worked for family in that business my boss and his brother were like family to me.
We laughed about old times and how many of the workers fell on hard times. In the modern economy it is sad that when people have to relocate their marriages don't survive.
We discussed my family and how I disowned them and walked away. My immediate family has zero to do with them save my mother who never learned to cut off bad blood. This relative thinks because she is wealthy I owe her deference. I was sitting at a familiar haunt when an annoying voice "Beakerkin". I asked the waitress for my check and left the meal without acknowledging her.
Her Aunt calls from time to time and I respond with the curt "Its nice to hear from you. I'll call you back".
Now some of you are probably wondering what this person did to get such treatment. Actually, being a condescending POS and treating me like a serf does wonders. Funny, that when something goes wrong in her business she always looks for me. The usual song and dance with a severe problems and needing her people abroad. Got this same song and dance when I visited from VT. My response then was to offer the five figures she owes me as a divorce. Keep the money, but never come near me again.
I have nostalgia for my old boss and a soft spot for the workers. We really worked hard and in some ways
it was really fun. The work I do now is far more important, but on some levels it is different. I enjoy working with the old messed up cases. Yet part of me longs for the days of leading a crew and the latest impossible task. Many of those I worked with are dead and gone. I remember the boss of a subsequent company pointing to myself and a Vanilla Ice clone as the future of his company. I left to pursue something else and drugs and maturity dogged the other guy. The company is still around but is a shell of itself.
We laughed about old times and how many of the workers fell on hard times. In the modern economy it is sad that when people have to relocate their marriages don't survive.
We discussed my family and how I disowned them and walked away. My immediate family has zero to do with them save my mother who never learned to cut off bad blood. This relative thinks because she is wealthy I owe her deference. I was sitting at a familiar haunt when an annoying voice "Beakerkin". I asked the waitress for my check and left the meal without acknowledging her.
Her Aunt calls from time to time and I respond with the curt "Its nice to hear from you. I'll call you back".
Now some of you are probably wondering what this person did to get such treatment. Actually, being a condescending POS and treating me like a serf does wonders. Funny, that when something goes wrong in her business she always looks for me. The usual song and dance with a severe problems and needing her people abroad. Got this same song and dance when I visited from VT. My response then was to offer the five figures she owes me as a divorce. Keep the money, but never come near me again.
I have nostalgia for my old boss and a soft spot for the workers. We really worked hard and in some ways
it was really fun. The work I do now is far more important, but on some levels it is different. I enjoy working with the old messed up cases. Yet part of me longs for the days of leading a crew and the latest impossible task. Many of those I worked with are dead and gone. I remember the boss of a subsequent company pointing to myself and a Vanilla Ice clone as the future of his company. I left to pursue something else and drugs and maturity dogged the other guy. The company is still around but is a shell of itself.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Racist Bigot Barron Defeated
Those of you pondering the centrality of the obsession with Jews and Israel amongst racists need look no further than David Duke. While falsely trying to tie himself to conservatism, he endorsed OWS. This should tell us all we need to know about the far left.
Now alliances between hard core racists and so called progressives are well established. Black nationalists and abortion advocates met with the Klan. Thus it comes as no great shock that a white racist would endorse a Black racist like Charles Barron. Supposedly, the Obama people poured money and experts in as a Barron victory would focus more attention on Jews who are increasingly leaving the Democratic Party.
Of course one could lift various statements from Duke and see little variation from the comments of Lance Thuster. Thruster wanted to be a porn star but failed in that job, so he became a hacktivist spouting the most hackneyeed anti semitic garbage.
Now alliances between hard core racists and so called progressives are well established. Black nationalists and abortion advocates met with the Klan. Thus it comes as no great shock that a white racist would endorse a Black racist like Charles Barron. Supposedly, the Obama people poured money and experts in as a Barron victory would focus more attention on Jews who are increasingly leaving the Democratic Party.
Of course one could lift various statements from Duke and see little variation from the comments of Lance Thuster. Thruster wanted to be a porn star but failed in that job, so he became a hacktivist spouting the most hackneyeed anti semitic garbage.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Foreskin Follies
The moronic German courts have once again reminded us of the imperial and intrusive nature of the far left. The practice of male circumcision predates the familiar religious untilization of the procedure. For thousands of years it has been practiced with a ceremony here and there. Other than the ceremony it is a given with zero fanfare.
The left likes to portray itself as enlightened and tolerant. However, this toleration seems limited to gay sex and abortion. The left likes to portray actual Christians ( not the imposters practicing liberation theology) as obsessed with the private lives of others. It is not the folks at the 700 Club who are trying to ban a religious practice and ban Jewish Kosher slaughter of animals.
You can view this blatant and obnoxious as part and parcel of the faux enlightenment of the EU. Thus using legal chicanery the left is in full Nazi mode. Who decided that their intrusive morality trumps religious and parental rights. Of course this will lead to back alley circumcisions done with chainsaws. The previous sentence was a parody of the shrill abortion activists who hold up coat hangers. I am not pro life and am dismayed at the vulgar self righteous rhetoric of the abortion advocates.
The sum of your liberties on the left appears to be the right to gay sex and abort your children.
Who would enforce this law is unknown. However, there are an abundance of unemployable types with useless social science degrees and delusions of actual scholarship with high student debt loads. Get your far left morals away from my privates and back under a rock.
The left likes to portray itself as enlightened and tolerant. However, this toleration seems limited to gay sex and abortion. The left likes to portray actual Christians ( not the imposters practicing liberation theology) as obsessed with the private lives of others. It is not the folks at the 700 Club who are trying to ban a religious practice and ban Jewish Kosher slaughter of animals.
You can view this blatant and obnoxious as part and parcel of the faux enlightenment of the EU. Thus using legal chicanery the left is in full Nazi mode. Who decided that their intrusive morality trumps religious and parental rights. Of course this will lead to back alley circumcisions done with chainsaws. The previous sentence was a parody of the shrill abortion activists who hold up coat hangers. I am not pro life and am dismayed at the vulgar self righteous rhetoric of the abortion advocates.
The sum of your liberties on the left appears to be the right to gay sex and abort your children.
Who would enforce this law is unknown. However, there are an abundance of unemployable types with useless social science degrees and delusions of actual scholarship with high student debt loads. Get your far left morals away from my privates and back under a rock.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Immigration abomination
One of my pet peeves in immigration is TPS. Temporary Protected Status is an abomination of a program due to the failure of politicians to reign in benefits granted. TPS was a great idea, but as with every other program it has serious flaws that the beneficiaries use and abuse.
Most of want to be helpful to people from countries where there are disasters and war. This is quite different then allowing people to stay for a decade long after the emergency is over. They frequently return home for a small fee to the country they claim is dangerous multiple times. If the country is so dangerous why do you return twice a year. The small fee does not even cover the cost of processing the form, but the beneficiaries gripe about it. Excuse me you have been in the USA about a decade after whatever natural disaster and need to return home.
The Beakerkin plan
1) TPS must end after three years for any natural disaster. Beneficiaries may go home one time on parole for a fee of $1000.
2) Any marriages to a citizen or births in that time should be treated under the law as a penalty of three to one for citizenship. Thus a person in TPS who would normally have to wait three years to become a USC would have a time penalty of an extra three years for every year they used TPS. In the case of a child sponsoring a parent the parent would have to wait an additional five years for every year they are on TPS.
3) TPS beneficiaries are barred from visiting the USA for the same length of time invoked by their status. If they stayed three years they are barred for three years unless US citizen children are involved.
4) In the case that the applicant has parented a USC child TPS can be extended, but a federal surcharge of $500 per year tax is imposed per child until the child turns 21. This is on top of any child support or local taxation.
5) Any combination of five arrests including disorderly conduct and dismissals results in immediate deportation with one appeal. Any DWI or felony gets immediate deportation with a single appeal. The sole exception is vocational arrests such as being a clerk in a store and failing to get proper Id for beer. Each arrest add one year to the time the beneficiary must wait out of the country.
6) TPS may be extended for more than three years only for a war.
7) TPS beneficiaries may not receive educational loans and must pay out of state tuition at universities.
The goal of the plan is to stop the abuse of a noble program exploited by many for a decade after whatever natural disaster hit their homeland. Countries that receive TPS designation should be barred from the Diversity lottery for a decade after the designation has ended.
Most of want to be helpful to people from countries where there are disasters and war. This is quite different then allowing people to stay for a decade long after the emergency is over. They frequently return home for a small fee to the country they claim is dangerous multiple times. If the country is so dangerous why do you return twice a year. The small fee does not even cover the cost of processing the form, but the beneficiaries gripe about it. Excuse me you have been in the USA about a decade after whatever natural disaster and need to return home.
The Beakerkin plan
1) TPS must end after three years for any natural disaster. Beneficiaries may go home one time on parole for a fee of $1000.
2) Any marriages to a citizen or births in that time should be treated under the law as a penalty of three to one for citizenship. Thus a person in TPS who would normally have to wait three years to become a USC would have a time penalty of an extra three years for every year they used TPS. In the case of a child sponsoring a parent the parent would have to wait an additional five years for every year they are on TPS.
3) TPS beneficiaries are barred from visiting the USA for the same length of time invoked by their status. If they stayed three years they are barred for three years unless US citizen children are involved.
4) In the case that the applicant has parented a USC child TPS can be extended, but a federal surcharge of $500 per year tax is imposed per child until the child turns 21. This is on top of any child support or local taxation.
5) Any combination of five arrests including disorderly conduct and dismissals results in immediate deportation with one appeal. Any DWI or felony gets immediate deportation with a single appeal. The sole exception is vocational arrests such as being a clerk in a store and failing to get proper Id for beer. Each arrest add one year to the time the beneficiary must wait out of the country.
6) TPS may be extended for more than three years only for a war.
7) TPS beneficiaries may not receive educational loans and must pay out of state tuition at universities.
The goal of the plan is to stop the abuse of a noble program exploited by many for a decade after whatever natural disaster hit their homeland. Countries that receive TPS designation should be barred from the Diversity lottery for a decade after the designation has ended.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Package from Vermont
I received a box of books from a store I patronize in VT. The books are mostly on Abenakis or historical fiction set in the Revolutionary War in Upstate NY. I am reading the Jew is Not My Enemy by Tarek Fattah. The books chapter on the reaction of the Islamic community in Mumbai to the terror attacks is interesting. The descriptions of well educated Jewish conspiracy loons and the damage to the faith by Qutub and his followers in chapter 2 is informative.
It is not my typical reading but one learns by reading other vantage points.
It is not my typical reading but one learns by reading other vantage points.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Last Week.
Those of you are familiar with my vocation know what I do for a living. Those select few I talk with off line know the battles I go through every week. I am modest by nature and try to keep all but abstract discussions of the law on this site.
I want to state again that my employer is the American people not the President be he Obama, Bush or Beamish. I am tasked with upholding a set of laws. I work with attorneys and the general public. My reputation for fairness and dedication to the public has been well doccumented.
Lets point out that even if I agreed with Obama in aspects that impact my job I still live in the USA with an economy that is a wreck. Plenty of good people can't find work while our clueless leader thinks the private sector is doing well. Obama must be having flashbacks from the Alice and Wonderland Party if he can't see the mess.
At mid day on Friday Obama did made an earth shattering announcement . We will break this into two parts.
A) He announced he was going to suspend immigration on a certain class
B) He created a new set of benefits for this class
A) Plenty of people have fought for humane treatment in the system. The previous system was numbers driven. The problem was we were sending the wrong people before Immigration Judges. This was the worst example of careerism I have encountered. Many people including myself fought for sanity and a balanced system. We want to send the right people to the judges. Now a balanced system of the whole case gets discussed. 58 year old from China two USC kids one peddling arrest. The next agency will almost certainly pass and get a termination of proceedings and get this person legal status. Next case Honduran female married to a USC a conviction of drug dealing. They want this person out yesterday and we should toss them out.
The system has focused on criminals and does not play games. The person is pushed to the front of the line
and whatever resources are needed are provided. In this aspect the current plan makes sense. Actual deportation cases take decades. People with serious criminal convictions get moved out quicker because they have fewer appeal rights.
One thing the government is really good with when they identify a dangerous criminal they really take no chances. We had one the other day for a very serious crime commited abroad. I was handling the matter with our specialist when the other agency got accidentally alerted. In no time armed guards were present
and a team of attorneys reviewed the case from multiple angles. Public safety is and always should be job one. If a dangerous suspect walks into a Federal Office it is far safer to grab them on our turf than outside.
Basically Obama said we are not going to deport people who almost never get deported anyway. Actual deportations take about a decade between appeals venue shopping . The most common outcome is witholding of removal. Basically Obama stated what was going on for the last two years and made it into a cheap campaign point. Where was he when the fights for sanity were taking place golfing?
B) Creation of a new class of people for an immigration benefit employment cards
This is done through congress and crafting the correct sections of law. On this element the President appears to have overstepped his authority.
Laws are not done via touchy feely stories. Left out in this discussion is the rights of those who played by the rules and adding 400,000 people looking for jobs that do not exist.
I want to state again that my employer is the American people not the President be he Obama, Bush or Beamish. I am tasked with upholding a set of laws. I work with attorneys and the general public. My reputation for fairness and dedication to the public has been well doccumented.
Lets point out that even if I agreed with Obama in aspects that impact my job I still live in the USA with an economy that is a wreck. Plenty of good people can't find work while our clueless leader thinks the private sector is doing well. Obama must be having flashbacks from the Alice and Wonderland Party if he can't see the mess.
At mid day on Friday Obama did made an earth shattering announcement . We will break this into two parts.
A) He announced he was going to suspend immigration on a certain class
B) He created a new set of benefits for this class
A) Plenty of people have fought for humane treatment in the system. The previous system was numbers driven. The problem was we were sending the wrong people before Immigration Judges. This was the worst example of careerism I have encountered. Many people including myself fought for sanity and a balanced system. We want to send the right people to the judges. Now a balanced system of the whole case gets discussed. 58 year old from China two USC kids one peddling arrest. The next agency will almost certainly pass and get a termination of proceedings and get this person legal status. Next case Honduran female married to a USC a conviction of drug dealing. They want this person out yesterday and we should toss them out.
The system has focused on criminals and does not play games. The person is pushed to the front of the line
and whatever resources are needed are provided. In this aspect the current plan makes sense. Actual deportation cases take decades. People with serious criminal convictions get moved out quicker because they have fewer appeal rights.
One thing the government is really good with when they identify a dangerous criminal they really take no chances. We had one the other day for a very serious crime commited abroad. I was handling the matter with our specialist when the other agency got accidentally alerted. In no time armed guards were present
and a team of attorneys reviewed the case from multiple angles. Public safety is and always should be job one. If a dangerous suspect walks into a Federal Office it is far safer to grab them on our turf than outside.
Basically Obama said we are not going to deport people who almost never get deported anyway. Actual deportations take about a decade between appeals venue shopping . The most common outcome is witholding of removal. Basically Obama stated what was going on for the last two years and made it into a cheap campaign point. Where was he when the fights for sanity were taking place golfing?
B) Creation of a new class of people for an immigration benefit employment cards
This is done through congress and crafting the correct sections of law. On this element the President appears to have overstepped his authority.
Laws are not done via touchy feely stories. Left out in this discussion is the rights of those who played by the rules and adding 400,000 people looking for jobs that do not exist.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Don't want to touch Immigration
I know many of you look to me for insight into this matter. This is an area where I live work and beathe. The crying shame is that in the forrest of evil the good guys and the bad are really shades of gray. The narrative of the left is painfully wrong and some of on the right are pretty nasty at times. My sypathies rest with fixing a system that has been used and abused. The right is mostly correct but in the furthest reaches there is a racism that has zero to do with big tent Reaganism and people that are familiar. You don't see these racists here but you can see them at Amren, Vdare, Stormfront and sadly Bad Eagle. They are a key segment of the Paul brigade and you can find them at Tea Party events and OWS. In Tea Party events the focus is on domestic policy so this ugly side seldom rears its head. At OWS which is all over the place it gets lost in a sea of bigoted shrill voices.
The system like everything else has decent folks and thugs at all levels. The notion that immigrants are all angels that look like the raindow colored Swiss Miss lady is outdated. People emigrate here for a variety of reasons some honest and some dishonest. Immigrants will use and abuse every program with noble intentions to suit their needs
The system is broken and a long time ago there should have been dialouges about how to fix it.
A Beakerkin plan would contain sticks and carrots and look at the reality of this country and where we are headed and scrap the family based immigration as we know it.
Maybe the Obama non announcement will spur real reform from the outrage.
The system like everything else has decent folks and thugs at all levels. The notion that immigrants are all angels that look like the raindow colored Swiss Miss lady is outdated. People emigrate here for a variety of reasons some honest and some dishonest. Immigrants will use and abuse every program with noble intentions to suit their needs
The system is broken and a long time ago there should have been dialouges about how to fix it.
A Beakerkin plan would contain sticks and carrots and look at the reality of this country and where we are headed and scrap the family based immigration as we know it.
Maybe the Obama non announcement will spur real reform from the outrage.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Maybe it is not so bad
I tend to agree that it might not be such a bad idea to place historical personas and possibly charachters from literary fiction into video games. The Battle of Oriskanny is not a well known event and maybe some people will learn about Herkimer and Joseph Brant. Maybe a few might even read the classic Drums Along the Mohawk.
Sadly even the tribes that supported the American cause got dispossesed. The real shame of the revolution was the disgusting treatment of the Oneidas who were our allies.
I would be interested to find out how some of you would react to seeing a charachter from War and Peace or Le Mis make a short appearance or cameo in a video game. Maybe we can build E books with tests that would reward students with short mini video games for correct answers.
Sadly even the tribes that supported the American cause got dispossesed. The real shame of the revolution was the disgusting treatment of the Oneidas who were our allies.
I would be interested to find out how some of you would react to seeing a charachter from War and Peace or Le Mis make a short appearance or cameo in a video game. Maybe we can build E books with tests that would reward students with short mini video games for correct answers.
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