1.27.2009

I'm Not a Socialist, but...

I was reading this morning about a man in Bay City, Michigan, who froze to death inside his own home after electric power was cut-off because he owed bills. A limiter device was installed to keep him from using too much power while he paid his $1000 bill, and it did its job wonderfully. Much like a fuse, the limiter stopped working when the house's demand for electricity was too much, and no more power went through. Mr. Marvin E. Schur died slowly and painfully, according to the deputy chief medical examiner.

I'm not a socialist-thinking kind of person. I'm all about Free Enterprise, Open Markets, Economies of Scale, and all those other terms that I really don't understand. I believe that my hard work should yield me good dividends, and the government should leave my money alone unless I break the law. And I believe that, if a company wants to charge an outrageous amount of money for a good or service, another company should be free to come in and offer the same good or service at a lower price. Of course, it's all good on paper...

In reality, there are many among us who can't work hard enough to make ends meet. (There are those who won't, but that's for another post.) These people include children and the elderly, those who are very sick, and those who are oppressed and pinned down to a hopeless life. All of the people in these groups are many times unable to see for themselves. They need those of us who are healthy and productive to help them out. And that's not a bad thing. There is nothing wrong with helping someone. Nothing!

But we seem to have this attitude that giving someone a few bucks will only keep them in the habit of asking. And, sometimes, that is the case. Many times, however, people who ask for help don't like doing so. It worries me that we live in a society where the life of a person, even if he was 93 years old, is worth about $1000. Yes, we can play devil's advocate and say that the power company did not know there was someone old and frail in there, but someone should have asked. You don't just cut the power to a house, in Michigan, in the middle of friggin' WINTER!!!

With the Obama Administration now firmly in power, many of these issues should be addressed. Sadly, politics is still a game of the rich and powerful where the lobbyist with the deepest pockets has the ear of Congress (and Congress' subsequent earmarks). I truly hope that someone looks at the shortcomings in our own backyard because they are many, and they don't seem to be going away.

Sometimes I wish I was a socialist.

1.26.2009

Busy Bee

I've been busy at work with a lot of things happening... No worries, though, I have plenty floating around in my head to write about when I have time.

1.20.2009

We Have A New President

Enough said.

1.16.2009

How Cold Is It?

1.14.2009

Thirty

It's not a big deal to hit 30. Not a big deal at all...

1.13.2009

Church and State

I would like to think that someone that would like to write "Christ", "Islam", or "Buddha" on their license plates would be able to do so as well... But, in the People's Republic of Maryland, all bets are off.
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1.12.2009

Biting Back

Monty, the Gerbil, got stuck in a seam of one of the plastic tubes in his habitat yesterday. His hind leg was stuck, and he was having a hard time getting unstuck. As I tried to help him, he squeaked and took a bit off my thumb. It wasn't a big bite, but he did draw blood. I was a little mad at him for doing that, but I still helped him anyway. As I went back to the couch, I realized how that situation was an incredibly small microcosm of the universe as a whole and our relationship with God.

Let me explain...

Think of Monty as a human being. He lives in his habitat, does with it what he wands, and, yesterday, he got into trouble. Think of me as standing in for God, from Monty's perspective. I look after him, making sure he has all he needs. I make his habitat livable, despite the mess he creates. And, when he got into trouble, I helped him. (That's about the extent of my omnipotence, but I am omnipotent for all that Monty knows.) Then Monty, as us humans tend to do, got scared in his moment of need and bit me when I tried to help.

If he could, he probably would have asked "Why do these bad things happen to me?" And I could explain as best as I could, but he wouldn't have understood. He is, after all, just a gerbil.

Compared with the infinite amount of knowledge vested in God by time and space, we are even less knowledgeable about our universe as Monty is about his. And we are so quick to snap when we're scared or threatened. Remember that story of the man and his family who are stuck in a flood? Where boats and helicopters came to their rescue but they wouldn't jump on because they were waiting on God? And they died and asked God why, and He told them that His presence was in the boats and the helicopters?

Yeah, it's kind of like that. We like to think that the whole damn place is going to hell when, really, there is nothing new under the sun. And as we get help from above to get through these things, we are quick to snap back because we're scared. And already once we shed His blood.

1.11.2009

The Terrible Towel

1.04.2009

At The Theater