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A few of my not-so-favorite things (with plenty of shoutery.)

There are certain things in the world I know very little about. 

I am a very intelligent person. (OWN HORN TOOT TOOT.) I’m sure, if I sat down and studied and read and forced myself to read up on these things, I would be better informed, but I’m – ok, I’m going to admit this, ready? – extremely lazy. 

There are things that interest me, so I am more apt to read up on those frequently. Science stuff. Some pop culture stuff (not so much “ZOMG JESSICA SIMPSON LOOKS AM-AYYY-ZING!” but more books, television, culture-related things.) Social issues. Geeky technical stuff. The arts. Weird news, like aliens and UFOs and Loch Ness monster sightings. Serial killer stuff (I know, I KNOW, I’m a huge weirdo.) Animal-related adorableness. Things like that. I’m very interested in them, so it’s easier for me to stay informed about them. They pop up in my news feed, I’m more apt to click on them. 

For example, King has not one, but TWO new books coming out. One’s about serial killers in an amusement park, and one’s a sequel to “The Shining.” See what exciting things I know?

However, there are certain things that, no matter what I read about them, I remain SO CONFUSED that I kind of just give up. 

The two main things lately, to boil them down to their essence, are health care and money. (Oh, well, and sports, but I’m hardly alone in not caring about sports. There are a lot of people who don’t care about sports, and it’s not like being ill-informed about what’s going on in the world of sports is going to negatively affect you as you go about your daily business.) 

First, we have the Affordable Care Act that just happened here. I guess you either are SUPER EXCITED ZOMG that the vote passed, or you are SO SO EFFING PISSED the vote passed. I think I’m probably happy? I feel like I should be. Overall, it’s providing health care to people who couldn’t afford it otherwise, right? And we have a lot of underinsured (or non-insured) people here in the States. Listen, when I lived elsewhere than where I do now and was very, very, VERY poor (unlike just the TWO “verys” of poor I am now) and the employer I worked for didn’t offer health care, I had to go to the free clinic for health care. Well, I don’t know if it was so much the “free” clinic. I think to see a doctor it was like $5, and medication was pretty cheap, like maybe also $5, or something. All I knew was, thank goodness for the free clinic, because otherwise, I would have had NO health care at ALL. I was making minimum wage. How the hell could you pay a typical doctor co-pay without health care coverage with minimum wage? You couldn’t, is how. Well, maybe you could, if you chose not to eat that month, or maybe not to pay your power bill. (Don’t ask. There were months I couldn’t pay my power bill.)

So if I was still in that situation, I think probably this would be good, right? According to this article I found today, it says that my healthcare under this plan (were I uninsured) would be 1% of my income (which goes up to 2.5% of my income by 2016) to have access to normal-human healthcare. I used to make approximately $360 a week before taxes took a bite out of it, back in minimum-wage days. I don’t know if that’s pre-tax or after-tax, but let’s assume it’s pre-tax. That would mean, for $14.40 a month (going up to $36 a month in 2016), I could have health care coverage. I pay more than that NOW for health care coverage, plus I have to pay co-pays. I would have paid that, back then. Totally would have. (Well, wouldn’t have had a choice – it’s mandatory – but still, the sentiment is there.) 

The only thing I don’t think is all that great is that it’s mandatory – I don’t know, doesn’t it seem like, as adults, we should be able to make the decision for ourselves if we want it or not? There’s probably some reasoning behind this I’m not privy to as to why it’s mandatory, I don’t know. It just seems wrong to force people to do something. Am I off-base on that?

Now, people like my dad are FURIOUS about “Obamacare.” FUUUUUURIOUS. I have to listen to a rant about this probably on a weekly basis. 

Things that make my dad furious and shouty: 

Every small business is going to have to close because they can’t afford to insure their employees. EVERY SINGLE ONE! There won’t be any small businesses left, Amy! Not a one! Walmarts as far as the eye can see! THE COMMUNIST PRESIDENT HATES SMALL BUSINESS! (Just a side note, the last time my dad shopped somewhere that wasn’t a chain store was…oh…I can’t even remember, but I’m thinking never. Maybe when he was 5 and all they HAD was Mom & Pop places.) 

No one should be FORCED to have anything! Including health care! Poor people don’t WANT health care, and this COMMUNIST PRESIDENT is FORCING them to have it ZOMG!!!!!1!!!! It is a PLOT! 

This is all a scam the COMMUNIST PRESIDENT (who, by the way, isn’t even MERKAN! Because TRUMP said it! On the NEWS!) is perpetrating, because he is in CAHOOTS! With the HEALTH CARE COMPANIES! So they can all make ALL THE MONEY! On the blood, sweat and tears of SMALL BUSINESSMEN and POOR PEOPLE WHO DON’T EVEN WANT HEALTH CARE! Shout, shout, SHOUT!!!! 

…um…this is a thing? Not just a thing my dad says, but a thing PEOPLE are saying? Oh, good grief, there were a lot of these images online. What is wrong with people.

Um…I think they might actually want health care. Don’t you think they might want health care? I did, when I was poor x 3 as opposed to my current poor x 2. I was glad the free clinic was there, but I was sadface I had to use it, because I worked really hard, and I wished I worked somewhere that offered me health care. The doctors were really nice, but always gave you the pity-face, and the place was kind of run-down and filthy and I always left feeling like maybe I had contracted lice from the waiting room couch because it smelled weird and was itchy. I don’t know. I would have been pretty happy to pay my $14.40 a month and feel like I mattered and had real coverage. 

But maybe I’m completely off-base. See, I might be completely wrong about all of this. I’m kind of not the most well-informed. Because I HAVE insurance. I’m one of the lucky ones. It’s expensive, and it’s not very good, but my office offers health care (for a premium every month, and a high doctor’s visit co-pay, and a co-pay when you get your prescriptions, but it’s better than some of the health care plans my friends have – or the fact that some of them don’t have any coverage at all, you know?) 

So, yeah, I guess I’m pro the Affordable Care Act. Does this make me a dirty hippie? I don’t dare tell Dad, there will be SO MUCH SHOUTING and “how could someone SO SMART be SO STUPID” and “I DIDN’T RAISE YOU TO BE COMMUNIST” and I try to avoid things like this because they make me need a drink at 5:30pm on a Wednesday, you know? 

I’m pretty sure Dad thinks this is me. Except with more looking for free government handouts. And loafing. And communism.

And, now, money. No, not MY money. I know just fine about my money. I get paid, I pay my bills that are due in the next two weeks with it and some groceries and some gas, and I have about $14 dollars left over and that is my MAD MONEY and MAN do I live it up with that mad money! I go CRAZY with my $14. (I might be exaggerating a little. Sometimes I have as much as $20 left over, and on those days, I buy myself a pony.) 

I’ve got my eye on this one. Spotty!

Dad’s latest thing to be shouty about is the state of Europe. Specifically, the state of the European Union, which apparently is having money issues and all the members are going bankrupt except for Germany, and Germany won’t bail out all the other members, so everyone’s all pissy with Germany about that, I guess. Re-read the sentence above, and you have the entire of what I understand about what’s going on with the state of the European Union’s money issues. I’m most completely serious. I don’t even understand what’s going on HERE with OUR money issues, how the hell can I be expected to understand what’s happening in EUROPE?  

Pretty, right? There’s my serious monetary analysis. PRETTY and SHINY.

Because I have no money, and never have (the only reason I have any money saved for retirement is because of our office 401(k) plan, otherwise, I’d be Walmart greeting and living under a bridge abutment when I retire, and I can’t guarantee that I won’t be doing that anyway, because I think there’s like $132 in my 401(k) account right now or something, I don’t know, I don’t check that shit, I’m totally the grasshopper and not the ant, I don’t make enough money to be the ant) money remains this weird, incomprehensible thing to me. I think I need to take a 5th grade comprehension level economics class. I don’t know how exchange rates work. I don’t know how banks work. I don’t know how stocks and bonds work. I really, really don’t. YES, I’m well-aware if I got a book out of the library or read up online or SOMETHING I could EDUCATE myself on this, and it’s something I SHOULD understand, but you know how some people are dyslexic? I think I’m money-dyslexic. Is that a thing? I feel like if it isn’t, it might be a one-person thing, and that person is me. I’m like Patient Zero of Money Dyslexia. I look at something that’s trying to explain a money issue to me and all the words go wonky, I’m most completely serious right now. NO, I’m not asking you to explain it to me in the comments. Not at all. I’m just SAYING, I don’t understand what’s going on in the world with money, other than I think the whole world, except maybe China and Germany,  is going broke. I blame borrowing. Credit card debt can be a bitch, I totally had to deal with that shit right after college and it was bad. I don’t even HAVE a credit card now. I don’t think they’ll give me one. My credit score is 4. What’s that? The lowest credit score you can have is 200? Like I said, I’m quite sure mine is 4. 

Mine is PAVED WITH GOOD INTENTIONS. And has a lot of potholes.

I’ve read like seventy-six articles because this seems like a huge deal and I kind of like to be a citizen of the world, you know? And this is a thing that is happening and I know people that live in Europe and I worry about them. But the minute I start reading: MONEY DYSLEXIA. It’s like the whole article is written in Mandarin. Pretty much the only part I understand is that Germany’s doing ok (I’m glad, that’s where Ken is) and other countries aren’t (that makes me less glad, I want everyone to be doing ok. Because I AM A DIRTY HIPPIE.) I read a very interesting Wikipedia about the EU today that taught me smart things that I didn’t know. Wikipedia kind of fills in the gaps in my sad upstate-New-York education. Shh, don’t tell my teachers, they did the best they could with what they had to offer.

Anyway, so the other night on the phone, this conversation happened: 

Dad: Where does the assassin live?
Me: Germany. You know that.
Dad: I want to talk to him.
Me: What? No.
Dad: He and I need to have a chat.
Me: This sounds ominous. Did one of your friends turn up dead or something?
Dad: No. I want to talk to him about the EU.
Me: Um. I don’t think…no. I don’t think that would be a good idea.
Dad: No, I think he and I should talk about what’s going on over there.
Me: That’s a terrible idea. Why would you want to do that?
Dad: I’ve been watching it on the news. I love Germany.
Me: Oh. Ok. You never liked Germany, even when you lived there, except you loved the beer. Why do you love Germany now?
Dad: Because they won’t help those other dirty hippie members of the EU.
Me: I don’t know anything about this. I worry about the people in those other bankrupt places. If their country goes bankrupt, will they go hungry?
Dad: I think that’s unlikely. They’re all communists, they’ll share their potatoes or something.
Me: I don’t know if that’s how that works.
Dad: It is, I saw it on the news.
Me: Oh. The news. Yeah.
Dad: Also, I want to warn the assassin that Merkel’s going to be assassinated. Probably he should warn her.

In honor of Dad, I tried to find a photo of her looking the most awesome. Here she is cheering for soccer. So Ken will like it, too!

Me: There were way too many “assassins” and variants thereof in that sentence. Why is she going to be assassinated? Also, if Ken were to try to warn his Chancellor she was about to be assassinated, I think he’d be put in some sort of governmental looney lockdown. I wouldn’t like that at all. He’d never get to tweet from prison.
Dad: Well, they’d be sorry they didn’t listen to him, because she’s AWESOME and she won’t back down on this money thing. So they’ll send someone to kill her. That’s what they do.
Me: Who’s they?
Dad: You know. They.
Me: The communists? Or someone else? I’m confused about this nefarious plot.
Dad: All of them. She needs to be careful. I really need to talk to him about this. What do you think he thinks about this?
Me: Um. I don’t…we haven’t talked about it? I don’t know. He loves his country. Your politics and his couldn’t be more different, though. I feel like if you ever talked to him, you’d end up shouting at him, plus it would cost you a lot of money to do so because international calls are pricey.

Not Dad. Similar, though. Similar.

Dad: I wouldn’t like him yelling at me. What kind of person yells at his friend’s father?
Me: I didn’t SAY he’d yell at YOU. He probably WOULDN’T yell at you. He’s very calm. I’m saying YOU would yell at HIM, and that would be distressing. I don’t want you yelling at my friends. Remember the time I invited someone over and we all played Monopoly and you started calling her a dirty cheater and threw houses at her and things got all awkward and heated?
Dad: I’m pretty sure you just made that up right now.
Me: Pretty sure not. Remember, I said I would never play Monopoly with you again, and I haven’t, ever since, because it makes you crazy and you start calling everyone communists and slumlords and capitalist pigs and then you roll the dice so hard they bounce off the board and bruise whoever’s in the way of them and when they complain you tell them to stop being a baby, that’s how the Game of Life is played, and when we tell you this isn’t the Game of Life, you say “that’s what you think?”

That’s what YOU think. BAM.

Dad: That assassin wouldn’t even be close enough for me to throw a Monopoly house at him. He lives in GERMANY, duh. I can’t throw a Monopoly house that far. Tell him I want to talk to him about the EU. I think he wants to talk to me about it.
Me: Yeah. No. No, that’s not going to happen. I’ll ask him what he THINKS about what’s going on over there, and I will tell you what he SAYS, but you’re not talking to him. No more shouting at my friends.
Dad: I WOULD NOT SHOUT AT HIM I LIKE THE ASSASSIN HE LIVES IN GERMANY IT’S THE ONLY COUNTRY THAT IS NOT FILLED WITH DIRTY HIPPIES OVER THERE.
Me: What are you doing right now?
Dad: Talking in a heightened and exaggerated fashion.
Me: I’m hanging up now.
Dad: Go Tweeter that assassin and set up a time for us to talk. Or is this the time he’s usually assassinating someone? You don’t want to interrupt him at work, that’d be rude.
Me: GOODBYE DAD. 

So apparently, Dad’s version of what’s happening is that the other members of the EU are all communists, which led to them being lazy slacker dirty hippies, so they lost all their money (I like to imagine that Dad thinks they’re all sitting around playing dice on streetcorners in every European country except Germany, and losing, terribly) and now they want a handout from Germany, but the Chancellor of Germany, who seems to be Dad’s hero and also imaginary girlfriend, will NOT give them a handout, no no no AND nein. 

Ha! Apparently, this is called “street craps.” Street craps! That MUST be a euphemism.

I have the feeling that there are some facts missing from his facts. Ken, because he is BRAVE LIKE A HERO IN A MEDIEVAL TALE, totally said, “I’ll talk to him” but I put the kibosh on that but quick. THERE WOULD BE SO MUCH SHOUTING. I can’t even. I would die of embarrassment. Ken would never speak to me again ever. (Bee tee dubs, when I ran this scenario by Mom, who was not there for this conversation, she said, and I quote, “what the hell was wrong with your father. Was he drunk? Your poor friend would never talk to you again once your father was done with him.”)

So, now you know. I have MAJOR FAILINGS in IMPORTANT WORLD EVENTS. However, if you want to discuss story arcs of the characters on Buffy the Vampire Slayer or to compare and contrast Anne Sexton’s earlier poetry with her later work, I’m your woman. I AM NOT A COMPLETE VOID. We all have our places in this world. Mine’s just…um…more artsy and less useful overall, is all.

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39 responses to “A few of my not-so-favorite things (with plenty of shoutery.)

  • Andreas Heinakroon

    I might be missing something here, but aren’t communists supposed to shun big corporate capitalistic businesses? Like the plague?

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    • lucysfootball

      Yes…see (I mentioned this after another one of your comments, I’m all out of order) “communist” is just an insult Dad uses. I’m sure he knows what it means. He just calls anyone he disagrees with their politics a communist. He also uses “socialist” a lot. I’ve been called both by him. :)

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  • sj

    My dad is also one of the “I’m pretty sure you just made that up right now” guys. NO DAD I DID NOT MAKE IT UP BECAUSE I AM STILL EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT!!!!

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  • Andreas Heinakroon

    Hey look! You’ve taken a picture of my desk!

    Wait a minute.. Those aren’t my coins! (Mine are dirtier..)

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  • Andreas Heinakroon

    Not all members of the EU are communists. Only the French. And the Greek.

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    • lucysfootball

      I know. See, Dad thinks “communists” is an insult, and uses it all willy-nilly to describe anyone he doesn’t like (or, more often, someone whose politics he doesn’t like.) Almost all democrats over here are communists, per Dad. I’M a communist, per Dad.

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  • blogginglily

    this is why you don’t work in entertainment. MAKE THAT CONVERSATION HAPPEN! *waits by the television*

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  • Kris Rudin (@krisrudin)

    Not that I want to aid & abet your dad yelling at Ken, thereby making Ken hate you and never speak to you again, but, y’know, there is this thing called SKYPE that would let you dad talk to Ken (& even see each other, provided they both have computer cameras) for FREEEEE! ;-)

    But, since it’s free, your dad might think it’s some commie plot and refuse to use it??

    ;-)

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  • jbrown3079

    If I were to start a rock band The Dirty Hippies sounds like a great name.
    Want to have fun with Dad? Tell him the Clean Air Act, Earth Day, free school lunch programs like Head Start were work by that noted Communist Richard Nixon.

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    • Jericha Senyak (@JerichaSenyak)

      …and the Affordable Care Act in Massachusetts was sign into law by Mittens….

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    • lucysfootball

      I think he loved Nixon. If I remember correctly. See, he blindly loves Republicans. All Republicans were THE BEST PRESIDENTS EVER; all Democrats RUINED THE COUNTRY. I’m pretty liberal, yet I am open-minded enough to be able to say that some things both Democrat AND Republican presidents have done are both good AND bad. It’s a curse, I can always see both sides of things, I guess.

      (I bet if I told Dad that about Nixon, he’d say the Democrats made him do that.)

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  • Jericha Senyak (@JerichaSenyak)

    I think my internet ate my original comment? Darn. I gotta start typing these out in Word. Anyway, my dad totally pulls the you-just-made-that-up-right-now routine. He’s not super forgetful or anything, but he doesn’t have total recall either. If he doesn’t remember it, though, it didn’t happen, even if my sister and I can independently corroborate the details. In his case, however, he genuinely believes we’re making it up.

    I wonder if the mandatory part of the mandate has to do with things like the fact that emergency care providers are required to help everyone, every time, regardless of ability to pay? Actually I have no idea either.

    I DO think that probably the reason that Mitt Romney is not concerned about the very poor is because he knows we’re all safe and healthy now thanks to his excellent healthcare bill! Seriously, I am poor and I pay literally nothing for my Massachusetts insurance. Except dental. He vetoed the dental. Sorry, friends-I’ll-have-in-fifty-years. My breath is going to be TERRIBLE.

    You’re not alone in money dyslexia. I am generally a calm, thoughtful, well-adjusted, sensible person (I think?) but money – having it, not having it, knowing what to do with it, understanding why and how other people deal with it – turns me into a helpless, panicky wreck. I find it an incomprehensible substance, like magnetism.

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    • lucysfootball

      No, they got caught in the spam filter. Too many links.

      Heh! Yep. Money is totally like magnetism. Or MAGIC.

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      • Jericha Senyak (@JerichaSenyak)

        It wasn’t the links! It was that I tried to put in titles for the links (I think, anyway…I submitted the exact same comment with hovertext, and it vanished into the ether. Lesson learned. I’ll try not to be so linky. It’s the pedantic academic in me, wanting to cite all my sources for snidery…)

        Yes, MAGIC!

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  • David Tillotson

    Is your dad aware that Germany has the world’s oldest universal health care system? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Universal_health_care#History

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  • lahikmajoe

    The funny thing about my hypothetical conversation with your dad is that I’m rather sure we would be civil and polite to one another.

    Your picture is Archie Bunker and his son-in-law Meathead, played by Rob Reiner. That scenario is very unlikely.

    No matter what either of us said, I wouldn’t be doing it to try changing his opinion about anything. I did that with my father when I was a kid. It was a waste of time.

    As a matter of fact, I was such an opinionated so and so when I was a teenager that there was a moratorium on talk of politics at the dinner table at one point.

    The curious part? I find myself now actually spouting some of the things my dad used to say. He’s somehow won the argument from beyond the grave.

    My mother loathed Nixon, while my dad defended his foreign policy expertise. It was fascinating to watch them begrudgingly avoid the topic of our only Quaker president to somehow attempt to keep the peace.

    I’d talk to your dad happily. Luckily, I have a place to share my opinions on the subject of the European Union and many other things, because I work for a news weekly.

    Your dad can even come and make noise on the forum that we’ve set up there (http://www.themunichtimes.com/forum). Shameless plug? Why, yes. Yes, it is. Thank you very much.

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    • lucysfootball

      Like I said: you, I’m not worried about. He’d shout. When I put dad-conversations on here, I leave out the shouting, because no one wants to see that. There’s a lot more shouting than I display. If you disagreed with him, about anything at all, he’d shout, because apparently, when he was taking debate lessons, someone taught him the way to win a debate was to be LOUDER THAN THE OTHER PERSON, and eventually, they’d stop talking, and that means he WINS. Most of the time, that works for him (in that, the other person does stop talking, but mostly because they just want the shouting to stop, not because they agree with what’s being shouted or because they’ve run out of arguments.) Sometimes, because I can’t control my stupid mouth, I can’t stop myself and I continue on, attempting to be just as loud. It never ends well.

      My brother apparently went to the same school of debate. Mostly when I visit home, I sit quietly, because even loud old me has trouble being heard over all the shouting. Plus I’m the only commie liberal dirty hippie in the household so I’m already on the outs by just crossing the threshold. See, it’s their job to EDUCATE me. So I will VOTE CORRECTLY next time.

      So, yes. You’d behave yourself like a perfect gentleman. Of that, I have no doubt. However, Dad would shout. And shout. And shout. Because you’re an NPR-listenin’ hippie, my friend; it’s his job to teach you the error of your ways.

      (He actually got in a shouting match with one of my relatives at my great-aunt’s birthday party a few years ago so loud that they almost kicked us all out. OF A BOWLING ALLEY. I’m not even kidding. My great-aunt had to ask him to calm down at her own birthday party. Yes, for some reason there was a party room in a bowling alley, I don’t know, either.)

      I’ll let him know there are forums. He’s got dialup, though. It’s the worst. Everything takes about twenty minutes. It’s very frustrating. He might like that, though, if he can be patient enough. (And, yay, look at you guys with forums! Way fancy!)

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  • elaine4queen

    the good thing about making it mandatory is that it wipes out a whole layer of admin. including admin you have to do when you are OTHERWISE INDISPOSED what with being mad or ill or bashed about a bit.

    this means that hospitals and doctors just get on with treating you, and there is no discussion of cost. of course, our govt is in the middle of busting up our healthcare so who knows, we may be seeing tills in doctors offices before very long. we also have the option to go private if we want to pay the cost/premium for it or if our company pays extra for us to have private healthcare (mainly means you get non essential but possibly sick day costing operations quicker) and for some things that might be worth it but on balance SO FAR the superior care has been in the public sector.

    i have been blogging long enough to have heard many tales of having to fill in forms when you or your kid or your parent is worryingly sick to know that i wouldn’t fancy that system.

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    • lucysfootball

      I didn’t even think of that. That’s a very good point. I also thought, after I posted, probably the reason it’s mandatory is because it would be a huge hassle if some people had it and some didn’t, and then the people that didn’t came to the ER or something – the staff would have to try to figure out who was insured and who wasn’t. If everyone had some sort of insurance, it would be a lot easier on everyone.

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  • elaine4queen

    my political “conversations” with my dad are of the ilk where he states his opinion, i wait. i state my opinion. he restates his opinion, i restate my opinion, and it ends with him saying “i can see we won’t agree on this topic” and i enjoy a silent “DAMN STRAIGHT!” and we move on.

    now, YOUR dad may be right – er than you think on “…they’ll share their potatoes or something.”

    i am hearing that the greeks are going back to the land, and in the uk there is a rather unprecedented movement for guerrilla planting of vegetables in common areas for people to help themselves from. this was started by two ladies who couldn’t be bothered to wait to ask for permission and has turned into a global wave of enthusiasm

    http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2010/jan/12/pick-your-own-vegetables-street

    from what i can make out, the problem with the banks is that they are effectively printing money – something only the royal mint is legally allowed to do. they are achieving this by creating fictional virtual debt (this is what happened with the subprime mortgage collapse in the US). this means, in effect, that the unelected banks not the elected govts dictate where investment goes. (that’s it, i don’t know any more. hope it helps!)

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    • lucysfootball

      Still very confusing, but that’s just because my brain and money = a maze. Greek banks are printing their own money? Like in the US during confederate times? That can’t end well. I know enough about US history to know that was not a good move for the confederacy. Their money was worth nothing once they lost the war, and people that were rich in confederate dollars had nothing. The only people who had anything were those who held onto gold, which is always worth something.

      Oh, I like the pick-your-own-vegetables movement. How great is that?

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      • elaine4queen

        i know. i am hoping to do the veg thing here. plenty unused bits of ground.

        not greece – the banks. it’s ever since the rise of the credit card – private banks are not allowed to PRINT actual notes, but they can make electronic money without having to.

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        • lucysfootball

          Ah, I see. That seems shifty, doesn’t it?

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          • elaine4queen

            i slogged my way through a video about the banking crisis to try and understand it. just about bloody killed me.

            apparently, originally, the banks made out IOUs, and after a while they became currency. at some point the uk govt got pissed off with this and decided only the royal mint could actually print money, and for a long time they controlled the economy in this way. along came the electronic wizards in their capes, and LO! a loophole was born. if we all went to the bank and asked for our money the banks would become bankrupt right away. not because ‘it’s a wonderful life’ but because they are lending wealth that simply doesn’t exist. and this has simply skyrocketed since the 60’s.

            it’s bizarre, and i think it’s mindbendingness has protected banks thus far. the big question is whether there could realistically be a tipping point or whether there is a point beyond which the money system is too big to fail.

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  • lynnettedobberpuhl

    You are so brave. I truly admire your willingness to say, “hey, here are two very controversial subjects, and this is what I know about it, and maybe that isn’t a lot, but hey, it was on my mind.” When I was eighteen I voted with the Democrats and my parents outed me at the dinner table in front of my grandmother who was VERY DISAPPOINTED in me. I have been wary of political discussions since. I think your more artsy and, shall we say, less technically informed place in the world is VERY IMPORTANT. And entertaining. Also I support universal health care and I don’t know what to say to the Europeans, but they are in a quandary, that’s for sure. Guess I’ll have to read Ken’s weekly.

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  • Dennis

    I agree with everything you said, but boy, you sure talk a lot. Can you express the same ideas in less words? It’s tiring to wade through all that verbage.

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    • lucysfootball

      Yes. Yes, I could express the same idea in less words. Also, you could go elsewhere and read another blog. Sorry, I was nice once before when I had to deal with someone else asking this same rude, tiresome question; it’s been a long day, and I’m not going to be nice this time. If you don’t like how many words I use, and I make you tired? Go elsewhere.

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  • Handflapper

    I think you talk just the right amount. Or maybe not enough. So shut up DENNIS. YOU’re the one who talks too much.

    I hate money, money is stupid and I’d happily be a Communist if people could just defy their evil instincts and SHARE.

    And the argument that health care shouldn’t be mandatory pisses me off, because just because someone doesn’t want to pay for health care for themselves only means you and I would end up paying it for them. It reminds me of when I used to get very shouty back at my uncle, who was (as is most of my idiotic family, thank god I don’t speak to any of those people anymore) very opposed to seat belt laws. He claimed it was his own business if he wanted to get smashed up in a car (and he was also very afraid of being trapped in a burning car, which when does that ever happen? NEVER. Except on TV. He watched too much TV. Idiot), and I said, Oh, no, it is not, dumbass, because when you get smashed up and you don’t DIE, you end up all crippled and unable to work and then you have to go on public assistance and then it most certainly is my business because it’s my tax dollars paying for your living. AND I NOR ANYONE ELSE SHOULD HAVE TO PAY FOR SOMEONE WHO WAS TOO STUPID TO WEAR A SEAT BELT SO BUCKLE UP, DUMBASS.

    Sorry. Didn’t mean to get shouty. I know how you hate that.

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    • lucysfootball

      That’s a good point. See, I knew there was a reason to have everyone insured. I just wasn’t sure what it was. Also, I know someone who isn’t insured and refuses, REFUSES, to go to a doctor or the ER or anything doctor-related. He’ll die before he does. So I was kind of thinking of it from his point of view – it’d be a waste of money for him (well, unless he’s unconscious in a car accident, I suppose.)

      Dennis never came back. I can’t say that I miss Dennis.

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