I don’t think that means what you think that means…

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I’ve been reading the various articles about the “ Social Justice” push to have confederate monuments “removed from public view.”

My views on Social Justice have changed over the years. In the words of Inego Montoya from The Princess Bride; 

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“I don’t think that means what you think that means…”

When I was first on the Social Justice bandwagon I had a simplistic view. I thought it was about justice for everyone and that we all were supposed to have equal access in all things. Additionally, we were supposed to respect each other’s rights and beliefs. Someone’s beliefs were to be protected just as surely as their right to speak because the two were inexorably intertwined.

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It was incumbent on the observer to listen OR NOT, however, we were all supposed to defend each other’s right to speak, be heard, or believe whatever we wanted to believe, no matter how wrong headed or outlandish what was being said might have been.

Naively I believed that the end goal of Social Justice was a completely egalitarian society were all of us rose or fell in accordance with the level of our abilities and work.

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Very lazy or stupid people fell, very clever or lucky people rose, and those of us in the middle ground could look forward to having nice lives, families, and retirements. In my world view the wealthy weren’t evil, they were incentive. Inherent in my view was that even the wealthy could and sometimes did fall, just as clever people (Bill Gates, Steve Jobs) rose.

My belief was that no-one in this great nation should have a child go hungry, and everyone should be contributing. I thought that even the lower bounds of society could and should contribute and be compensated for their contributions. I’d happily feed the homeless guy who’s picking up trash on a city street. (In fact I still do that today. Someone in need who has pride enough to be concerned about where we all live will get a meal, or two, and / or a ride from me.)

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This was a simple concept, and for me, very easy to incorporate into my world view.

Then it started to get mean. My fellow Justice warriors weren’t all that interested in balance. They seemed only interested in retribution.  After all, what you may consider “Just” the people on the receiving end of your “Just Cause” may view as a loss of their rights and freedoms. Many of the Social Justice warriors, then and now, were more than willing to impose their will on others without mercy, because after all, Social Justice was “RIGHT”.

I began to have serious problems with Social Justice when I saw that the same “Sins” the Social Justice crowd railed against, being perpetuated by the SJ crowd. The only difference was that the “SJ Warriors” had picked new targets, and that made it all okay.

Today, in the name of Social Justice we’ll shame people, we’ll fire them, we’ll destroy their careers at the drop of a hat, and even if the reasons for “Punishing” someone turn out to be unfounded, our society never looks back and never even tries to repair the damage.

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Some Social Justice pundits seem to have the opinion, “They (The target du jour) deserved what they got. If not this time, then for all the times they got away with it.”

Remember the La Cross team in North Carolina? How about the Fraternity that was closed due to false gang rape allegations?

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Which leads to the current madness of removing confederate monuments. There are two contenders for the “Most insane / inane” award.  The leader in this category is the push in Memphis to dig up Confederate General Nathan Bedford Forrest’s grave. A close second is Al Sharpton and the NAACP demanding that Stone Mountain monument in Georgia be sandblasted from the side of the mountain. I ask myself how the hell is any of this behavior different from ISIS blowing up Palmyra, or The Taliban blowing up the reclining Buddha’s? The short answer is there’s not one whit of difference.

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The Bible says something like;  “If thine eye offends thee, Pluck it out.”

That passage says nothing about gouging something YOU find offensive, out of the side of a mountain. It says nothing about gouging everyone else’s eyes out, and in truth isn’t saying pluck out your own eye either.  It’s saying take responsibility for yourself and don’t look at something if it offends you.

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True social justice would be making these monuments about teaching. Teaching that these monuments are built to honor people deserving of respect because they stood up for what they believed in. Then explain why they were wrong, and the horrible losses on both sides of a conflict that should have been avoided. Let these monuments serve their intended function, to remind us that deep divisions within our nation lead to very sad, dark places.

I’d take up the social justice banner again if the movement was about doing things better but these days, Social Justice is about cracking an offensive egg with the 20LB sledgehammer of punishment.

Go ahead, argue with me! I’ve got DIRT on all of you; what I don’t have I’ll make up!

That’s how we do things these days isn’t it?

A friend asked me to write a description of my perfect presidential candidate

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This friend was calling me out about occasional “Bashing” of President Obama and candidate Hillary.

Given the insanity of this election cycle, I think I’ve done a pretty good job of not commenting on the candidates. God knows there’s a LOT to comment on,  I’ve been doing my best to ignore it all.

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However, I was thinking about my friend’s question. At first I wasn’t going to go through the exercise but suddenly I found myself like the computer “DeepThought” from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. “My circuits are irrevocably committed to computing the answer to the great question”

Soooo I came up with this.

I think you misunderstand me. I don’t give a flying fuck the gender, color, sexuality, or religion of the president. I have ONE requirement!

The President MUST SERVE the wider interests of the American People. ALL THE PEOPLE, not focus on cause célèbre of a few. 

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This is not simply an Obama problem, multiple presidents have focused on smaller issues because they were castrated  by partisan politics when it came to fixing bigger issues.

You asked what my perfect candidate would be? Picture GORT from “The Day the Earth Stood Still” (the 1951, Michael Rennie, Patricia Neil version) Or I’d take a Vulcan. I want someone who is completely non-partisan, who has read Gandi, Marx, Nietzsche, Seneca,  Homer, Aristotle, and Hitler, (But not just them, I use them as illustrative of breadth.) 

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I want someone with a broad historical / philosophical foundation who might have a shot at understanding what the founding fathers were trying to create and the ills that drove them to try this experiment. I’d like someone who could recognize bad ideas from a historical basis. I want someone that is driven to make things better for everyone, not just a select few. BUT I also want someone that is a capable warrior preferably who’s been in battle and knows first hand that war shouldn’t be the first tool but who understands that sometimes it’s the only path.

I want someone strong, fearless, and kind. Someone that is untainted by politics, lobbyists, wealth, or scandal. He or she should ideally be atheist but still respect the quaint ideas of all religions, pandering to none. This person shouldn’t be afraid to speak the truth however popular or unpopular that truth might be. (Of course that means that the American people wouldn’t elect this person in a million years.) I want a realist and someone who can explain simply and concisely why they’re choosing a particular course of action.

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That is my fantasy elected official. I’ll vote for the candidate that most closely meets those specifications. Which is why at this point I say neither of the two parties have presented anyone worthy of my vote.

My friend suggested that I use this as a blog post, and here it is.

In another big middle finger to the locals

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The county has decided not only to make the flood control wash behind our homes a never-ending “Make Work” project.

NOW they’ve decided that it’s worthy of weekend work. No doubt time & 1/2 or more rates. 

So after slugging our way home on a Friday evening, the residents get assaulted again.

I spent 2 hours going 40 miles thanks to the construction mess on the I-15. Then I got to spend another 45 minutes on HWY 138 covering 5 miles due to more construction mess.

NOW my commuter neighborhood gets to have heavy equipment running directly behind our homes kicking up dust and the incessant noise beginning at 8AM on a Saturday morning.

I’m fortunate, I can close my home up and turn on the A/C. Most of the rest of the neighbors don’t have that luxury.

But the question remains, why the hell are these assholes doing this shit today? Does this work need to be done on a weekend? Is this about some guys padding their paychecks?

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It is just a big FUCK YOU to the residents?

Im sure there will be phone calls and emails making someone have a shitty Monday.

Kudos to Microsoft

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I’m now the proud owner of an Office 356 subscription.

Generally speaking I”m not real thrilled about the subscription software model. Adobe’s Creative Suite for example, is obscenely priced.

Most of the virus software packages are likewise obscenely priced on a year by year basis. There are exceptions, but in general the well known vendors are overpriced for what you get. Not to mention that their updates and scans are ridiculously slow.

So imagine my surprise when I found out that for $100 a year I can buy Office 356 from Microsoft and have a five seat package that includes iPads and iPhones too.  Add to that the value that for as long as the subscription is current, you get the latest and greatest version of the Office suite, plus an online version that works very well. 

Needless to say, I was skeptical. You know the old saying,  “If it’s too good to be true it probably is.”

But after reading the fine print, I dropped the hammer and now have burned 3 seats of the five seat license. Don’t get any ideas, I’ve got plans for those last 2 seats…

I’d been using the “Preview” version of Office on my Mac for a while and was very impressed. The final version of Office for the Mac is a pleasure to work with. I’ve been impressed that the Windows version and the Mac version work so much alike that it’s easy to forget which machine you’re working on. 

What am I saying here? 

WELL DONE MICROSOFT!

You’ve done a good job bring the two platforms together and the price is absolutely right.

Thank you!

If you’re reading this and have been sitting on the fence about a subscription to Office, just pony up the money.

You’ll be glad you did. 

ARRRHHGGGGGGGGGG!!!!

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You want to watch me melt the hell down? 

Here’s the recipe:

Step 1  Tell me I need to get something important done. Or wait until I’m trying to learn something, or trying to write just a few disjunct thoughts.

Step 2  Interrupt me every 8 minutes with lame jokes or stupid comments, then let me try to get back to what I was doing. Continue until I’m obviously annoyed.

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Step 3 Sit and ignore the dog who needs to go out. Oh, and don’t bother to tell me the elderly dog needs to go out. Then act surprised when I come out of the other room and see that the dog has peed on the floor. 

Step 4 In your surprise jump up, run to the linen closet and grab one washcloth sized towel, which you then must drop on the smallest of the pee area completely missing the puddle running across the floor. Oh and you must stand there looking at the towel dumbfounded, as if you expected it to magically move and clean up the mess. 

Step 5 Give me dirty looks when I yell at you to get some more towels.

Step 6 Sit at your computer while I’m on my hands and knees with the Bissell machine shampooing the carpet. Don’t bother to clean up the puddle of pee, do however stand in the way of my getting to the cleaning solution for the Bissell, then prevent me from being able to get to the kitchen sink to mix the solution, when you could, AND SHOULD be wiping the floor with the towels you’ve now dropped on the back of the chair.

Step 7 Wait for me to finish cleaning up the mess and clean the tools, then just as I’m about to sit down with a cup of coffee getting back to an employment letter you know I’ve been struggling with, announce that you’re waiting for me to get a shower so you can wash all the towels.

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Step 8 When I get out of the shower, announce that the dogs need to go out again and that you’re working on an email.

Step 9 After 20 minutes of me being outside with the dogs in nothing but a pair of shorts keep sitting at your fucking computer as one of the dogs steps on my foot and slices it open. Don’t forget to give me a dirty look when I ask you to simply get a treat for the dogs.

Step 10 Look on as, I’m pulling the Bissell back out of the closet to clean the blood out of the carpet, left there as you impassively observed my bloody foot, never once thinking to get me a bandage, or paper towel, or any assistance whatsoever. and completely ignoring my request for any of the above. Don’t forget to give me dirty looks and explain you were trying to decide which of the above would be better before you moved.

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Step 11 As I attempt to return to whatever the hell I was doing, start tuning a fucking harp. Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da Dong Dong Dong Da De Da Da. 

Be pissy with me when I ask you for a few minutes of silence while I try to remember what the hell I was doing 3 hours ago. I explain that the tuning sequence sounds like RAP music, it’s going nowhere but is very irritating. Either play something OR DON’T.

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Step 12 This is the most important step. Be hurt and offended when I go full on NUKE because no matter where I try to go in this fucking house, there is something in my way.

Either you, or the idiot dog, and no matter what FUCKING path I choose, one of you blocks me from my destination. Of particular annoyance is my having to exit the house via one door and re-enter the house via another door because you’ve blocked all other pathways.  I was only trying to get to my glasses but even that was too much to ask!

So, that’s how my Saturday is going… How’s yours?