Pro Life Sentence

All those protesting abortion who claim to be pro life are really pro life sentence. They haven’t shown one ounce of compassion for anything other than the unborn. Once that baby is born it can be neglected, deprived of love, of nourishment, of education, of opportunity. And if it happens to be a black or Hispanic male when it gets to be an adolescent you can shoot and kill it without any of the pro-lifers uttering a peep. You never hear those who shout and scream pro life from the rooftops that they care anything about that same child after it’s born. None of them advocate for health care for infants, child care, early education. Their caring stops the moment that baby passes through the birth canal and enters the world. An unwanted child is in most cases going to have a very hard time making it in our society. He or she does not grow up with all of the necessary ingredients for a healthy, happy childhood which leads to them becoming, in time, a contributing adult in our society. Most often they are contributing to those who make money from the prison system, from cheap labor provided by the undereducated and underprivileged. So let’s be clear about what it is they are really for, which is a life sentence of struggle for themselves and their mothers.

Abortion is a terrible thing, there’s no question. But is it worse than what an unwanted child suffers in this world? I suspect in many cases it is not.

There’s right and wrong and then there’s money

In the United States, money always wins. Just watching the news regarding the climate change summit in Glasgow. Everyone agrees what needs to be done but who is missing from the stage? All the major polluters did not sign the pledge to reduce their use of coal. why? money. Too much money is being made and too much money is being pumped into political campaigns, thank you Justice John Roberts, for real change to happen. Can’t commit to what you know is right because the big business robber barons are still in power.

The real question is, is the science really correct on this issue. If it is, they are dooming the next generation to a world that is increasingly uninhabitable. Possibly dooming the whole human race, but hey, as long as they have their Mercedes, multiple homes, country clubs and tax write offs, who cares?

The United States likes to call itself a Christian nation. I suspect what it really is is a capitalist nation. Remember when George W. Bush tried to equate the two? What happened in Iraq and Afghanistan? Democracy? Not hardly. Not even capitalism could topple their inbred allegiance to a dictator. And in fact the United States has become more like their countries than the reverse. We now prefer a dictator, only one man who can save us from the terrors that are just over the horizon. We would give up our democracy, arguably the greatest nation on earth, not because of military power or wealth of natural resources, but because of the combined strengths of immigrants from every nation on earth.

What used to be the America dream, home ownership, permanent employment with enough money to educate the kids, take a vacation every year and retire at sixty-five, has changed drastically. Now, the ambition is to get in, make your millions and get out, putting your money where it can make enough to live on for the rest of your life. What kind of country is that? A money worshiping society where money always wins.

United we stand

Working as a technical contractor a few years ago I was offered a position working for a major computer company doing a refurbish of computer equipment inside the patient rooms and at nurse’s stations at one of our best hospitals. I completed all of the forms required for employment but before I could begin work I had to have a current MMR vaccine, for the prevention of measles, mumps and rubela. Without the vaccine I could not take the job.

When I was a child we had to have a polio vaccination to attend public school. Before the vaccine was available children did not go swimming. My mother never learned to swim because they weren’t allowed to go in the water when she was growing up, the risk of contracting polio was too great.

When traveling abroad as a teenager I had to carry proof of vaccinations, not to travel but to return to the United States. I still have the booklet with all of my ‘shots’ listed in it, filled out by my pediatrician.

So vaccinations are nothing new, but the outcry against them is. I happen to have family members who follow a religious practice that does not rely on medicine for healing. Even those devout family members took vaccinations when required to, for school attendance or to enter the army during WWII. And I can tell you positively that there are not enough truly religions objections to make up the numbers of vaccination protesters, those religious groups are, and always have been, very small in the US, thousands but certainly not millions of followers. It would be very easy to check, the churches keep records of those who attend. If that happened you would find that most of the so-called ‘religious objectors’ have never attended a church whose beliefs would cause them to forego medical treatment.

So what it boils down to is that we just don’t want to be told what to do, that we don’t trust our government to govern us. That is a real shame and I suspect that right now there is no one on earth that most Americans would trust, except maybe Santa Claus. Which pretty much sums up the national status right now, we are all acting like a bunch of children. Whenever we have faced crisis before we have done it together, as a nation. After 9/11, people were kind to total strangers, there was a sense of ‘us’ and not ‘us and them’. Now, we are fighting each other when we need to get together and fight the enemy, which is a disease that is causing major disruptions to our society. If we get rid of the disease we move forward, everyone gets back to work, the supply chain heals and the good things in life that we enjoy in such abundance are restored to us. That has always been the great thing about America, is that now matter how different we are, we are united.

Social Media Madness

I have not been on Facebook more than a few times in the last two years. Oddly enough, my queue looks just like it always does, my friends posting the same things they always did. I’m sure I missed a few important updates, and I do miss it. The reason I don’t use SM anymore is that I decided the negative impacts of the platform far outweigh the positive. Yes, it’s nice to feel connected to friends and family, many of whom live in different cities now. If that’s all there was to it I would not hesitate to use it.

But the last couple of weeks have shown the dangers of allowing anybody and everybody a free platform to speak, to plan, to organize violent attacks on anyone. That is what we have allowed the likes of Mark Zuckerberg, Google’s empire, Twitter, et al to do. They post it all up there and say, it’s not my fault if somebody gets killed. It is their fault and if we weren’t so besotted with our love of technology those who have allowed this behavior would face consequences, and I don’t mean just a few millions out of their multiple billion dollar bank accounts. That’s just a tax write-off for them.

Government can try to step in and hopefully it will. Until users like you and I stop using the service, the tech giants will just try to side step any rules that might be imposed. While they may still be speaking their mantras, helping people connect, and free information, they long ago fell in love with the billions of dollars they were able to get for selling us to advertisers. That kind of money is like heroin, once they taste it they can’t give it up willingly.

I remember the internet before the tech giants took over. Google was truly a great service. Facebook would be a nice platform as well if it were severely limited in scope. It’s a gossip column, that’s all it ever was or ever will be, yet people think it’s substantive and real. People get news feeds from Facebook. That’s like asking the devil to deliver messages from God. I just don’t know what people are thinking. Maybe they’re not.

Sed non cupla mea est

Latin class in high school, many decades ago now. Not sure I remember which Latin scholar said it, I want to say Seneca, but it’s been a long time and that may not be correct. If I trusted search engines more these days I would look it up, but my faith in getting a correct answer has diminished in the last few years. But that’s another story.

But it’s not my fault! We loved the translation back in Latin class, it made us laugh. Such was our naiveté. We thought only teenagers used that expression. Little did we know that adults made use of it far more than we adolescents every dreamed of. How nice to be able to go through life not acknowledging that our actions have consequences, and accepting that we are responsible for the actions we take.

Recently in Sunday school class, our pastor was leading a discussion on race relations in our Southern state. (this was pre-pandemic, we are gathering online these days). One of the church members made the comment that he had worked in real estate right after college, he is retirement age now, and he remembered a client telling him that when she and her husband bought their house they had to decide between the house they lived in now and one, at the same price, in a neighborhood across town. Her house now was worth slightly more than what she paid for it, while the house across town, the one she made the decision not to buy, was worth several times the original purchase price, hundreds of thousands of dollars. Her neighborhood had become mostly black, while the other was almost exclusively white. I felt compelled to point out that what was really important about that fact, aside from the loss of value of the investment, was that in the United States, property taxes fund education. So the schools in that area have a meagre amount to spend on their schools, while the schools in the upper class neighborhood have money for every amenity. What shocked me about this SS class was that the member who brought up the subject of real estate, said he had never thought about the disparity in the school systems.

Sed non culpa mea est. Is it really not our fault that a zip code determines what kind of education a child receives? I suspect it really is all of our faults and until we are willing to admit that we have participated in systemic racism we are unlikely to change it.

Log off Facebook

You know how it started out. As an app for college students to assist nerds in their dating endeavors. If they could get coeds to post their status, whether they were involved in a relationship, looking, or not interested, half their battle was won. They wouldn’t have to muster up the courage to ask or find a way to engage a girl when they had no idea how to go about it. To this day, the tech world is still saturated with guys, and yes, they are still mostly guys, who are nervous around the female sex, and especially attractive members of the female sex. Oh, there’s lots of bravura, lots of boasting and objectification of females, but in reality, most of the guys are scared to death. Believe, I know, I’ve worked professionally in the tech industry for twenty years.

And wasn’t it cool, how you could get most people to post up private information about themselves. Of course, the assumption was, and the deliberate subterfuge was, that it was all secure. You were only giving information to those friends you had added to your group. It didn’t take long for skeptics to find that the privacy was a joke, not a funny one. But still people signed up until billions are invested in Facebook. I myself have an account, which I check once every three or four months. The app comes pre-installed on smart phones and it’s vacuuming up information about you whether you use it or not. And what happens to that information? How does Mark Zuckerberg get to be one of the richest men (not actually a man yet, really still just a nerdy boy) in the world? It’s not because he has ‘provided a service to humanity’, or allowed ‘people to connect’. It’s because he knows everything about you. He knows your birth date, not just the day but the date, where you were born, where you went to school and when, your married and maiden name if you were both, where you live, where you work now and where you have worked, organizations you are connected with, he knows everything about you. He has photos, he knows what you like and what you don’t. And it was all for free. I’ve never used the feature, but I’m guessing many people do, of storing all of your online logins and passwords inside your Facebook account. So when you login to your bank account, or any account to place orders, he knows it. Not him personally of course, but his company.

When you really stop to think about it, which most people don’t and which our society does not encourage, it’s amazing that one company could amass so much information about billions of people on the planet without paying a dime for it. So who does pay for it and how did MZ get to be one of the richest men in the world?

By selling your information to whoever has the money to pay for it. It’s not cheap, advertising on Facebook. But look what you get in exchange. If you want to target white folks over the age of 20 who are conservative and own guns, you can. If you want to get your message to teenage girls in a certain area of the country, you can. If you want to sell something to young professionals in the US and Europe, you can. Everyone knows you can’t sell ice to Eskimos and Facebook has your audience shopped, chopped and diced, packaged and ready for your advert. It has sucked up all the advertising dollars that used to go into local newspapers, magazines and radio, causing their virtual collapse. We are left with Facebook as a substitute for journalism, where anyone with a cell phone becomes a reliable source of information. They have a picture, or a video, and pictures don’t lie, or so we were taught to believe. That was before the advent of Photoshop where a twenty year old can make changes that prior to the 1990’s would take a video editor hours to accomplish. Just a few clicks and someone can be where they weren’t, they can be ‘quoted’ as saying something they never said. And it’s all lumped together there with your best friend’s photo of last nights dinner. What a mess.

It’s time to log off Facebook. I know no one wants to do it, they will lose their connection with their friends and their family. What about their logins and passwords? It will be hard, it was hard for me. I used to spend an hour every day on Facebook and sometimes more. But you can do it. You still have a telephone. You can call (!). You can text or email, or my God, send a card or a letter! Spend five dollars on a card and a stamp, it means more than a hundred posts, I guarantee it.

Customer Service

This past week, just as summer arrived the air conditioner on my work van would only blow hot air. Since I use it to travel to various sites throughout the day I could not just leave it at the service center without another vehicle. So company Fleet Management set up a rental car for the duration. It should’ve been easy, the rental company was just across the street from the service center. I suffered through the next day since I had to leave early, before either the service center or the rental car agency were open that morning. I received a call from from the rental place saying they had a reservation for me, and we agreed that I would give them a call when I dropped off the car at about four o’clock that afternoon. Everything was set. As you may have guessed, this is the car company that picks you up.

I arrived at the service center and before I went inside I called the rental agency, said I was onsite and was ready for my pickup. I went inside, gave the service agent my phone number, he looked up the vehicle, took my keys and said he would have it diagnosed by about lunch time the next day. Luckily, the place was not crowded or I would not have had a place to sit, there are only three chairs, one of which is outside, due to social distancing. I check emails and take care of a few things for work, watching each car that drives up to see if it’s my ride. Not my ride for twenty five minutes. Next I see two people ambling in at the door, both wearing the rental car company logo on their shirts, so I get up and ask if they are my ride. They said, Oh, if you need a ride, the car is out there, gave the description and went to talk to the service center representative. I head out to a small sedan, (Fleet management had reserved a mini-van for me) and a young woman, with no face mask, is at the wheel. We drive the few blocks to the car rental place, where she drops me at the front and drives around to the back.

Due to the pandemic, apparently the office is closed to customers, but the employees, who all appear to be between the ages of twenty and thirty, are walking in and out, girls dressed in workout clothes and sandals, guys in khakis and golf shirts. Five customers are standing, one older lady is sitting in one of two chairs outside on the sidewalk. All are maintaining social distancing. I stand apart, thinking because I have a reservation, made almost twenty four hours before, that I’m ready to go. Not so. Customers came and went, the line slowly advanced. The girl who picked me up came out and got in a mini-van and as she drove past me rolled down her window and said, I’m just going to have the van washed, it shouldn’t take long, and went around the side of the parking lot. A couple of other cars had to be washed as well, so it took twenty more minutes for the van to reappear, dripping wet. The girl came up with her iPad, or whatever brand she was using and said she had walked around the car to check for dents or scratches and saw none, that I could walk around it if I wanted to, which I did. Nothing to speak of but it’s hard to tell when the car has water all over it. And then, the most surprising thing of all, she (she never told me her name so I don’t know it) asked me for my debit card. Now this was an instant red flag. I’ve rented enough cars personally to know that a car rental with a debit card puts an instant hold on potentially several hundred dollars in your account. Plus, this was a fleet rental, I was not personally responsible for the charge, nor should it have been made to my corporate credit card. I gave her my corporate card, she said for a deposit and initialed the iPad where indicated, and left.

I remember when this same company, instead of sharing cars around the region so that the employees spend all of their time shuffling cars back and forth between the various sites, each had their own fleet of cars. One location might have several Priuses for driving in downtown or passenger vans for large groups. Another might have big SUVs for family vacations. And I remember too, when working at a downtown office in Atlanta, that the manager of the branch close by would drop off my rental vehicle, sit in the reception area to hand me the key, and have another employee give her a ride back. The paperwork was already taken care of, they had all of my information on file and appreciated my business. That was right before the change to sharing vehicles occured, and I’m sure that manager is no longer with the company.

Things have certainly changed. From a business woman, professionally dressed dropping off a key to the vehicle parked in my office parking deck, clean and with a full tank of gas, to waiting for an hour, half of it standing in a parking lot while a bunch of young kids wearing casual, to say the least, clothing, walk around with iPads pushing buttons. When they’re not shuffling cars around the city that is. I took the van home and cleaned the inside of the windshield, which has become standard procedure. But not before I stopped and bought a bottle of water, which the youngsters were drinking themselves, but never thought to offer to their customers.

Progress.

Presence

I hope one of the things we learn from the Covid19 pandemic is the value of presence. With so many businesses, schools and government buildings closed or only open with limited access we are seeing a lot less of each other. I know our church has been closed for the past week and members are encouraged to participate online for services, meetings and updates. This is done largely through web meetings and Facebook. Somehow, the idea of trading my bi-weekly in person gatherings for the ‘virtual’ substitute is like, well trading a real doll for a paper doll, or an in-person concert (pick your style of music) for a song on the radio. Not bad, but not the real thing by a long shot. While it’s nice that traffic is non-existent unless you are near a Covid19 testing site, I miss the interaction with other humans, even ones I don’t know. Before it’s all over I may even be glad to see the one or two people I work with whom I don’t even like. Well, maybe not, but after several days, or weeks, or even months of enforced online interactions through social media people might realize that the need for the presence of other humans is something we are hard wired for. And ‘virtual’ get-togethers are no substitute for the real thing.

Right and Wrong

What is it anymore? Mostly right is what suits you, and wrong is what doesn’t. But who would’ve believed that a President was impeached for having consensual extramarital sex just a couple of decades ago. Today that seems almost quaint. Now we have someone in office who is hell bent on making the Presidency into a monarchy, or as close to what his heroes, Vladimir Putin, Kim Jung Un, and Xi of China, have. Putin, who habitually kills and imprisons his opponents without repercussions, Xi, who just recently allowed himself to stay in office perpetually, and Kim Jung Un, who had his brother killed to assure his own power. The crown prince of Saudi Arabia, heir to the throne, had a journalist who dared to disagree with him killed and dismembered. Are these people who deserve our respect? This type of behavior is what the US was created to guard against. The different branches of the government were created to work with each other, but also against each other, as a check on any one branch gaining too much power. Too much power was recognized as the real enemy, and it always has been. That was the genius of the founding fathers.

So is this what the president’s supporters really want, a dictatorship as opposed to a democracy, because that’s sure what it looks like. Do they really want a president whom every member of his own party is scared to death of? Is respect and fear the same thing? It didn’t use to be. I would not have ever believed that America could vote itself into a dictatorship, but that seems to be what is happening.

But deep down, underneath all of the noise and BS in the world today, there is still right and wrong. Everyone knows the difference. It takes some calm thinking to realize it sometimes but it’s still there, if you only take the time to look for it.

Law and Order

As part of my work, I drive a lot. Lately I have noticed an increase in the number of individuals who, for whatever reason, disobey the law. Recently, on the same day, a motorist decided to deliberately run a red light, and another deliberately ran a stop sign, or would have if I had not had the right of way and laid on the horn. Numerous other instances of the same thing have happened on the roadways, both interstate and neighborhood roads. This is not the scramble to get through the intersection before the light turns red, this is looking around, weighing the chances of getting away with it, and deliberately running a light or sign. As though it doesn’t matter. It worried me that so many think so little of the law. It isn’t as if no one sees them, I am not the only one on the road. There’s always plenty of traffic. And it isn’t just one set of people, like those in old beat up cars, or brand new ones, expensive cars, economy cars, or foreign cars, or domestic, it’s across all types. So just commenting that a larger and larger percentage of people are choosing to ignore the law if they feel it’s in their best interest and they can get away with it. Blatant disregard, as though the law is only there for those who choose to obey it. And somehow, as though the law is only for losers. Maybe this is where we are headed, where everyone is expected to take their chances and see who wins.