My neighbor George fell down Sunday morning. He has figured out that if
he presses his Lifeline thing to call the EMTs, that Lifeline company
also calls one of his daughters and tells on him. He hates that. The
EMTs also strongly suggest each time that he go to the hospital. He
hates that as well.
So he calls me to come pick him up which is nearly impossible for one
person. He is a big fellow. And his legs don't work well. Plus you're
never sure if he has injured himself more severely than he is making
out. But I went over and after considerable maneuvering, pushing and
pulling, I got him back into his recliner. He had also suffered an
accident of a different type so I was anxious for him to get to the
bathroom and clean himself up.
After that struggle, I suggested he call the EMTs since he was still
dizzy and light headed any time he made an effort to stand. First he
called a relative for a second opinion and the son-in-law on the phone
said to go to the hospital. I put his dog out in the back yard and let
the EMTs in the front door.
As he left in the ambulance, he asked me to take the dog and care for
him while he was away. I reminded him I was leaving for Texas on Friday.
I never have confessed to him just how allergic I am to dogs. Please
remember that this is the same dog who has bitten me three times. By
Sunday evening, my eyes were nearly shut tight. So I suggested to the
lady who walks Riley that he sleep at George's house alone. She agreed
and Riley seems fine.
I go feed him and take him home to my house around 5:30 each morning,
George is a very early riser, and I then take Riley home and feed him
again in the evening and let him sleep on George's bed.
George has called me each day to come and get him and each day, before I
ever get to the hospital, they have told him he must stay another day.
Yesterday they told him he had to go to a rehab place for awhile, two
weeks or so. He's not happy but he agrees "these people" are trying to
help him.
I talked with the oldest daughter last night in Texas and she agreed to
try to find someone to look after the dog before I leave on Friday. She
thanked me for helping and pointed out that George has refused her
invitations to join her family in Texas. All of the 8 children and
spouses work, have children of their own and 4 of them, George's own
kids, live far, far away.
Like delivering Meals on Wheels, this episode causes me to think about
what I want to have happen as I get older. Like George and my
grandfather-in-law, Frank Crosby, I am tempted to say I want to stay in
my lovely house until I die. And maybe that will happen. But I must
remain flexible as well as cheerful whatever happens. Saying "with my
boots on" only makes it tougher for everyone.
What A Guy
The views expressed are those of a deranged old dope with nothing better to do. Please excuse all of it.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
The capacity for worry.
My friend says
he has decided climate change is fake and nothing to worry about. He has
reached this conclusion, in part, because he simply has no more room for an
additional worry. He’s worried about the country’s extraordinary debt,
foreclosures in his neighborhood, his family’s health and economic welfare,
random violence. In other words, he has filled his worry locker with things
that might actually affect him today or tomorrow.
The time span for climate change, with
the worst not to happen for about 100 years, is also beyond his vision. So as
not to become overwhelmed by worry, he says, one must pick and chose what to
worry about. Climate change, the future success of the polar bears and the
viability of strange island communities in the Indian Ocean, is not one of
them.
I wonder...
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Here are two more things, in a very long list, that I do not understand.
The dog bites the kid from next door or
the news reader on TV and the excuses, on behalf of the dog, begin to flow from
the dog apologists. The kid was running or the anchor got too close. No one
suggests that the owner had failed to train his or her dog properly. A dog
should never bite a human unless it is being beaten with a stick or reacting to
a command of the owner, like in a police capture. Period. Never. If the dog
bites anyone it should be put down or the owner should be subject to a training
regimen and testing of the dog upon completion. Then permanent restrictions on
where the dog can be taken and under what leashing restrictions should be put
in place. By the way, I have owned two dogs and many cats over the years so I
do not simply hate animals.
A hunter mistakes a lady hanging her
wash in her back yard, or walking her dog in the park, for a deer and shoots
her. Again, the lack of training seems clear. But the excuses fly again. The poor
hunter was so upset! Who might not have done the same thing! Bullshit. The
hunting license should be revoked automatically and immediately along with the
gun permit and criminal charges should be brought. This guy shot somebody and
as a society we have a responsibility to react to that. It may have been simple
carelessness but we do not allow this in any other area of social interaction.
Why here?
Friday, February 24, 2012
Part 3, Pseudo-science.
I’m sure civilization has been dealing
with pseudo-science since alchemy. This latest round I believe may have started
in the 70’s and 80’s with the hysteria about nuclear power. Perhaps even
earlier with DDT. Remember The Silent Spring. Clearly people were using DDT incorrectly
and over too much ground. But even today, when we know how much DDT would help
African nations where children are dying of malaria, we can’t seem to get over
it and produce some for limited usage.
As for nuclear power we need to build
small plants of all the exact design like the French. And we need to send the
spent fuel rods to the salt mine facility in Nevada. No solution to our energy
problems is perfect.
Which brings me to the current hysteria
about wind turbines on Cape Cod. Pseudo-science is everywhere in this debate.
The vegetable oil lubricant in the turbines is hazardous. Every sensible study
says no, not true. People within a mile of the turbine can’t sleep because of
the noise and the “flicker” gives them seizures. Sound tests in the complainant’s
homes indicate the sound can’t even be heard. And on and on.
A manufacturing business in an isolated
area of the Cape wants to build a wind turbine to ease some of the burden of
its electric costs. Those costs are higher on the Cape than anywhere else in
Massachusetts for reasons no one can decipher. Businesses regularly leave the
area looking for lower energy prices. This manufacturing company gets the
necessary approvals since no one lives nearby. But a woman whose house sits a
mile away, she is not even an abutter, sues stating that the tower will ruin
her view. Here the housing investment hysteria and the pseudo-science hysteria
meet. The business is told to forget about it unless they can prevail in court.
The lady involved seeks out others and they launch a group committed to
stopping all wind turbines in the area. They find a professor with no
credentials or training in this subject who says all the pseudo-science claims
are true. They stop wind turbines in Bourne and at the local community college.
They shut one down, already built for millions of dollars in Falmouth, because
one old neighbor claims it makes him crazy. It’s at the sewage treatment plant.
This fellow lives near the sewage treatment plant and he’s worried about the
value of his property.
The big wind turbine development on
Nantucket Sound has been held up by one appeal or another for 15 years. When
one claim of the opponents, they will kill birds for example, is shown to be
untrue by proper studies they shift to another.
We have reached a point in this country
where anything that changes the status quo is opposed for hysterical and
unproven reasons. Whether the proposal is for soccer fields, a public library,
a wind turbine or a new house, someone sues to stop it.
The country cannot succeed in addressing
the many, mutual concerns of the future if we continue to allow a small
minority to stop all progress. Other countries have moved years ahead of us in
health care, energy independence, manufacturing, infrastructure development as
we have consistently allowed projects to be stymied by lunatics.
Could we build the interstate highway
system today? Will we ever move forward?
Monday, February 20, 2012
How hysteria killed America
Part 2, Financial Advisers
In the months leading up to my
retirement in 2009 I studied six or seven books by so-called financial advisers
regarding what I must have in the way of income and capital to comfortably
retire.
The major assumptions seemed slightly
askew but I concluded just because they didn’t apply to me that doesn’t mean
they weren’t right for lots of other folks. The assumptions were that you would
owe a big mortgage on your house as well as sizable loans on your several
luxury automobiles. You would be used to traveling widely throughout the world
and staying in luxurious accommodations. One book mentioned that spring trip to
the vineyards of France that you take every year along with the Mediterranean
cruises in the fall. Don’t want to give that up.
In addition, of course, you entertained
lavishly and often throughout your life. How dreary would retirement be without
the ability to spoil your friends and family members.
All of the books had an odd hysterical
tone to them. You needed millions and millions of dollars to even consider
retirement and even then you would have to live like a poor hermit. There was
even the suggestion that if you planned to draw down your capital in retirement
you would be cheating your heirs out of their rightful inheritance.
It all sounded a bit like Gloria
Vanderbilt’s old suggestion that you could never be too rich or too skinny.
Certainly, it sounded like you could never be rich enough to retire.
When I thought about it, however, I
realized that these very same people writing these books make their fortunes
based on exactly how large your fortune is and that reducing these piles of
money only cut into their profit. From their own self interested perspective,
you could never have enough.
By the way, all the authors were of the
opinion that you were more likely than not to live practically forever. A happy thought, but somehow they managed to turn even that idea dark. So the
chances of living so long you would run completely out of dough just as you needed it most hung over all the
discussions. Best bet: keep working and keep investing and trading with me.
At the same time, many financial
advisers decided to proclaim their lack of respect for Social Security. It is a
bankrupt big government scam, a Ponzi Scheme. The SS trust fund is running out
of money. No one can actually live on this amount anyway. Think of all the
money you would have made if you had given the same amount to us to invest for you!
Think of the commissions we would have made! We don't hear as much about this as we did before the collapse of the stock market. But the idea will not go away completely since there is money to be made.
By the way, Social Security is working perfectly and
has plenty of money. It was never set up to operate from trust funds. It was to
pay out to beneficiaries as funds came in from wage earners. The trust fund
developed because so little was paid out in the early decades and so much was
coming in. When an increase in the Social Security payroll tax is needed in the
future, it should be enacted. It will
not be the end of the world for young workers. Social Security works and the
older folks in our country have never been better off than they are at this
moment.
But I still hear some people say, I’ll
have to work until I die, according to my financial advisor.
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