Thursday, May 29, 2008

A must-read.

I agree with this guy. Do you?? I'll even copy-paste for your convenience.

"Jobs Americans just won't do."

I can't stand that line, but more importantly, I don't even understand it.

Americans spend months at a time at sea fishing for crab or drilling for oil; two of the most dangerous jobs in the world. Americans clean bathrooms, subway stations and crime scenes. Americans man toll booths, pave roads, embalm bodies and inspect sewers. Yet people really expect us to believe that they won't pick strawberries or oranges?

It just doesn't add up.

Earlier this week The Wall Street Journal published a story about a shortage of H-2B visas, which are issued twice a year to nonagricultural seasonal employees. Because our government can't get out of its own way, they recently let an important "returning workers" provision expire resulting in thousands of foreign workers being shut out of the country this summer.

That's inexcusable. I know this will come as a huge shock to those who only like to hurl insults, but I think we should be issuing more work visas, more student visas, and more green cards. And I think we should cut the red tape and bureaucracy that's constantly blocking the front door.

But until that happens people are left looking for loopholes and excuses, and "jobs Americans won't do" is the gold standard.

The Journal article offered an example of a couple that sells food at fairs around California each summer. They say that because of the H-2B visa shortage most of their seasonal employees aren't able to enter the country.

So why don't they just hire Americans instead? Good question. Her answer? "This is a hard job."

I find it pretty hard to believe that there aren't a few college students who wouldn't want to drive around California and work outdoors all summer, but let's assume that's true. Let's even assume that none of the other 1.1 million Californians who were unemployed as of April are interested in the job either. Isn't anyone wondering why?

Well I'm not a labor consultant, but I am a thinker. Maybe the problem isn't that the job they're offering is "too hard," maybe it's that the wages they're offering are "too low."

No one paints the undersides of bridges for fun, they do it for the money. That's how capitalism works.

How capitalism does NOT work is when we collectively look the other way as companies exploit illegal labor for their own benefit.

The unspoken truth is that these businesses don't hire illegal aliens because they can't find American workers, they hire illegal aliens because they don't want American workers. And it has nothing to do with wages.

Illegal aliens mean no workers' comp claims, no age, race or sex discrimination lawsuits, no healthcare premiums, no unions, and no demands for raises, vacations or bigger offices. In fact, illegal immigrants are the perfect employees because they're not employees at all; they're corporate slaves.

Economist Dr. Thomas Sowell once said, "Blacks were not enslaved because they were black, but because they were available." Can't the exact same thing be said for illegal aliens? They're available and we're allowing them to be exploited in the name of cheap groceries.

Is the price of fruit really the standard we want to live up to as a country? Is that really who we've become?

Many Americans believe that cracking down on the businesses that hire illegal aliens (the current maximum federal fine was recently raised to a laughable $16,000) would hurt these hardworking people too much. A bad job is better than no job, we tell ourselves. But that's catalogue compassion. If you want to understand the real impact of these decisions you've got to get off the couch and go see it for yourself.

Back in 2005, Newsday did an investigation of the living conditions of immigrants in the New York area. In the city of Westbury (median income: $83,000/year) officials found twelve immigrants living in a basement flooded with sewage.

In Southampton (median income: $64,000/year) officials found immigrants living in sheds with no plumbing or heat.

In New Cassel (median income: $62,000/year) officials estimated there were dozens of "shift-bed houses" where immigrants literally rent mattresses for a few hours a day to catch some sleep.

Is compassion looking the other way while immigrants who come here for the dream end up living a nightmare smack dab in the middle of some of our wealthiest communities?

Is compassion ignoring stories that reveal the truth, like the recent raid of a squalid "drop house" in Los Angeles where 57 illegal aliens were being held against their will?

Is compassion not wanting to hear that a woman was raped in that drop house, or that many more would have been if not for the screams of their children disrupting the attackers?

If that's compassion, then I guess I'm happy to be accused of having none.

The problem with the debate over illegal immigration right now is that special interests have been successful in making us think with our hearts instead of our brains. We've been persuaded to believe that real compassion can only be achieved by following their agenda. But look where that's gotten us. And more importantly, look where that's gotten the people they're supposedly trying to help.

If you really want to be compassionate, then help immigrants get jobs here the right way. Help put crippling fines on the employers who knowingly hire illegal workers, help expand and simplify the visa process, and, most importantly, help get people to start thinking with their brains again.

After all, compassion without common sense may feel good but it doesn't achieve anything. If you need proof then go out and give $1,000 to every homeless person who asks you for change. I bet your heart would be full, but your wallet would soon be empty. And all those people would probably still be homeless.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Marital bliss and my faith in humanity.

I have some news. I'm leaving Rich. I have found the one I want for my second husband: my futon. And why not?? This woman got away with it. Besides, it's only a matter of time before Rich leaves me for Lola, his lovely Eclipse. Just like this guy.

I can't help but feel a complete sense of hopelessness when I read article after article concerning missing children, dead teenagers, homicidal and perverted parents, and pedophile role models. I want so badly to reach out and help these victims, help keep them safe from harm. But I'm just one person. What can one person do?? I get so angry sometimes when I hear about children who are harmed by the adults who are charged with their care. But eventually the anger drains me, and I can only feel sad. Will it ever stop?? Will we ever live in a society, in a world where everyone, young and old, can feel safe and BE safe from those who would exploit them and hurt them??

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Massive disorganization.

For a few months there, I had my shit on track. I was making regular use of a planner for the first time in my life, and it was helping me keep track of appointments and bill payments. It's been over a month now since I last put it to use, and my life on an organizational level is suffering as a result. While on leave last week, I missed a training class and a PT session - - my third missed PT session to date. Also, it's been more than two months since I paid my cell phone bill...oops.

I shall remedy this with a quickness.

Moved all the big furniture into the new place, however none of it is arranged and I still have a crap-load of stuff at the house. And as a direct result of this move, I am flat broke and my savings account has been drained. So I can't buy bedding for my brand new bed until this Thursday. Lucky I started splitting my car payment; I won't be COMPLETELY wiped out at the beginning of the month. But it'll still be a nice dent, since I can't start splitting my rent till mid-month. *sigh*

Friday night was pretty fun. We got all dressed up for Katie's going-away and Rich's birthday, suits and dresses and whatnot, and met up for sushi in St Louis. We then hit the Big Bang, where Cory and Tom serenaded Katie, then Morgan Street where we lost everyone and watched ridiculous people dancing to ridiculous music, and ended the night at Big Daddy's, where I was grabbed by a complete stranger *shudder*. I will never again drive a drunk Rich home unless he's in a straight jacket. I'm shopping around for one now.

Got halfway through season two of 24. And the only reason I stopped there was because we'd finally come to an episode that didn't have a God-awful cliffhanger. Just three-and-a-half seasons to go, and we can get started on season six, my birthday gift to Rich.

I also got him an additional three-month subscription to Xbox Live and 1600 Marketplace points. These gifts produced the desired result; Rich finally downloaded some more songs for Rock Band, hooray!!

Three more Guitar Hero games will be released before the year is out: Guitar Hero: On Tour for Nintendo DS, which should keep my well-occupied on road trips and such; Guitar Hero: Aerosmith, featuring (you guessed) Aerosmith songs as well as a handful of bands who have toured with them (I'll pass); and Guitar Hero: World Tour, featuring master tracks from Van Halen, the Eagles, Linkin Park (omg), and Sublime. It is rumored that Dream Theater will also be making an appearance. It will follow in Rock Band's footsteps in that it will include vocals and drums; however this drum set will have two cymbal pads, three snare pads, and a bass drum pedal. Also, the game will allow you to create your songs, pretty neat. Finally, it will feature boss battles; two rumored bosses are Ted Nugent and Travis Barker (yikes!!). I am really looking forward to this game, regardless of naysayers like Leach.

Ugh, sometime it's rough being grown-up.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Lolcat, indeed!!

Ha!! This is pretty awesome. That one's going in the books!!

I really hope that after the cops busted this guy he got dumped by his girlfriend. What an idiot. Even if the cops hadn't been called, what made him think he'd get away with it??

Getting a little bored with your run-of-the-mill criminal activities on GTA IV?? Here's a list to spice things up a bit.

I've had a lot on my mind the past few's not looking good. And it looks like I may be postponing my trip to Puerto Rico once again. I honestly don't know if I can survive another whole week with them. I just can't keep my shit stable when I'm around them. *sigh*

Friday, May 16, 2008

To-do list: revised.

This makes three posts today. I just can't quit!! *snorts a line of HTML*

Inspired by Leach last January, I wrote a to-do list of all the things I wanna do before I die. A bucket list, if you will. I am revising it; my last list comes off as being a bit...juvenile.

1. Take over the world.

2. Put B. Spears under 24-hour surveillance until she is capable of being a productive member of society.

3. Buy a pirate ship.

4. Build a time machine, go back in time, and sit on the grassy knoll for a great view of Johnny K's head shot.

5. Get adopted by Angelina Jolie.

6. Make deliberate exposure of underwear illegal.

7. Have Jack Bauer's babies.

8. Open up concentration camps for the obese.

Let me expound on that last one. The number of people in America who are obese has gone up at an alarming rate in recent years. If you're happy with they way you look and don't think you need to be skinny to be considered beautiful, then good for you for overcoming the usual insecurities and being so secure with your image. However...this does not make up for the fact that the lifestyle your are currently living is physically unhealthy. My grandfather died of complications with diabetes, and my mother told me a while back that she was pre-diabetic. Obesity can lead to bad cholesterol, heart disease, heart attack, stroke, diabetes, sleep apnea, osteoarthritis, and impotence in men. Many other ailments may occur as a result of obesity; check out the Wiki entry for more information. And then get your fat ass to fat camp so that you may live a longer, healthier life.

Goodness, this went from a ridiculous to-do list to a diatribe on obesity. I'll get back on track another time. I'm done for the day...hopefully.

Here we go again.

Egads, there are just no limits to how far the government will go to invade our privacy. It's bullshit, I shouldn't have to worry about some asshole agent reading my personal scribblings or going through *ahem* private photos (don't ask). For some people, their desktop is their life; they store in their hard drives and external drives photos, music, and so much more. For other's, their laptop is their life on the go. In an episode of Sex and the City during the Aidan days, Carrie's own laptop, where she did so much of her written pondering of love and sex and men, crashed. In a split second, her entire life since moving to New York City was gone. So for an agent to confiscate my laptop and go digging through's like digging through my mind, my heart, my soul, because everything on my laptop is me and my life.

I should start my own country.

Anywho, this leads to my next tech article. Another reason for me to never move to Texas, though it'd be humorous to release these little buggers on any former employers that are deserving. "What?? The crappy servers you make me manage have crashed again?? And you're yelling at me because you're too lazy to update the software on them?? Here's a present for ya'." Merry Christmas.

I'd like to show this article to the asshole who took a piss on my generation a minute back. Eff you, mofo, Generation Y is gonna blow you away. And if you happen to be our boss(es), here's how to survive managing us.

I wouldn't go as far as to call this treason (chill out, buddeh!!), however it is pretty shitty of our spec-ed president to say something so inappropriate at an event that should have been about Israel's accomplishments on the global stage. It reminds me of Kanye West's incoherent rant about said presidents racial attitude during what was actually a fund raiser for Hurricane Katrina victims (I will never get over the look on Mike Meyers' face, never). What made Ol' Dubbya think it was okay to use this forum as his own personal soapbox?? If I were a member of the Israeli government, I would have thrown a shit fit. The article itself, however, has been reported as possibly being inaccurate; I'm still trying to determine what about it specifically is inaccurate. I'll try to keep you posted.

Hm, someone's bizarrely nostalgic. I don't even wanna go there.

This is ridiculous. Why make a big deal about his race?? Who cares?? Why are these students getting all uppity?? One guy doesn't believe this valedictorian even belonged at the school in the first place. Now, if the roles had been reserved, a certain reverend or two would have been up someone's ass. Ugh, I'm sick of this bullshit.

And this is the saddest thing I've read all day. Some moms out there go too far when supposedly standing up for their kids. This didn't have to happen.

On a final note...I'm stealing an idea!!

Dear family, friend, and neighbors,

Please, for the love of God, be curious. If it's been thirty-five years since you last saw concerned. Do not selfishly break into my apartment because, for some ungodly reason, you believe that my apartment should now belong to you. (Wtf?!) Instead, break into my apartment because you're wondering what I've been up to for the past thirty-some-odd years.

Thanks so much,

And so ends today's commentary.

The light at the end of the tunnel.

Before I get into the good news...if you happened to catch last night's blog, please disregard. It was written in the heat of the moment, and it was inappropriate of me considering I had not yet confronted the perpetrator/victim of my tirade. Today is a new day, and though it may have begun with a brief period of frigidness, it has warmed up considerably, and that's something to be grateful for.

Lesson learned: Communication will get you everywhere, silence will get you nowhere.

Moving on, I will be signing my lease and getting the keys for my new pad on Monday. I'm so stoked!! Hooray!! Public enemies one, two, and three should be pleased as well.

TGIF, people. I don't know who had the bright idea to implement an indian run at PT this morning, but it was greatly UNappreciated. I can't wait to quit my PTL job and get my last PT test over with so I can be as lazy as I want. Try to say something to me, and you'll find out just how little I care.

I'd like to dedicate this blog to my Chariot Master, Leach, for being such a shining example to embittered airmen everywhere. Hooray!!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

When sacrifice backfires.

Leach sent me a follow up to an article mentioned in my last post about our commander-in-chief giving up golf for our sake. I like.

I've been updating my favorites over there to the right with awesome blogs that I stumble across all the time. If you find anything neat, send it my way, I'm always looking for new stuff to read on my downtime.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Sacrifice and faith.

"As violence in Iraq continues -- clashes today left 11 dead and 19 injured -- President Bush has for the first time revealed the great sacrifice he's made for the sake of our soldiers: he's given up golf."

Read the nonsense.

"Believing that the universe may contain alien life does not contradict a faith in God, the Vatican's chief astronomer said in an interview published Tuesday."

Well, that's a relief.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

I want always to be a boy and to have fun.

No, I don't want to be a boy. That is a quote from one of my favorite childhood characters, Peter Pan. This article lists twenty-five signs that you have grown up, and several apply to me.

1. I've tried the houseplants (none of which I smoke), but I tend to forget about them in the face of my pets' needs. However, the fact that all three cats and both hamsters are still alive should count for something.

2. Rich's full-sized bed tends to feel crowded at times. So I can't imagine willingly hopping into a twin. I prefer my king, but I'll be downgrading to a queen pretty soon. *sigh*

3. I have always kept more food that beer in the fridge. I can't drink that much beer by myself, and I don't even really like beer. I prefer something with a flavor. (Hold the cheerleader beer jokes.) Besides, I love food too much to give any other consumable item much consideration.

4. I've been getting up at six in the ay-em since I started middle school. After almost twelve years of this nonsense, I wake up early on my own. *sigh*

5. Not counting the Disney Cruise (hee), I have yet to hear any of my favorite songs in the elevator. But I'm sure that time is not that far off.

6. I've been watching the Weather Channel since I was five. It's the only channel with 24-hour weather updates!!

7. Okay, I'm in the military, so this one doesn't necessarily make me an adult, it just means that my peers and I lack foresight. I'm pretty sure celebrities are the only other people in the US with a divorce rate to match ours.

8. I can't wait to be a teacher. Summers off!!

9. My mother never considered me dressed up unless I was in a skirt at a minimum. That woman was the bane of my existence during my tomboy years.

10. Ah-HA!! Not applicable, thank you. Ah, this brings back fond memories of the neighbors calling the cops after my Halloween party because of the giant FUCK OFF written on my front door.

11. I really don't ever want to hear sex jokes coming out of the mouths of my older relatives, thank you.

12. I never know what time anything closes. That's what I have Rich for.

13. Meh.

14. I don't have a dog, and I don't believe in feeding animals people food. It merely encourages the incorrigible Simi to steal pizza behind my back.

15. Sleeping anywhere that is not a bed makes me feel like shit. Sometimes even sleeping in a bed makes me feel like shit.

16. I didn't take naps before Rich came along. It's all his fault.

17. Psssh, date?? What's a date?? Usually it's just dinner.

18. I'm never really hungry between the hours of nine pee-em and five ay-em.

19. Gotta have my drugs!! Kidding.

20. I liek teh frooty wine.

21. Well, I'm on the Special K I'm eating a lot of cereal.

22. "I just can't drink the way I did when I was deployed." Bet you can't say the same.

23. Work?? Moi?? Never!!

24. I think pre-gaming is dumb, to be honest. Not my thing anymore. The whole point of going out is to, well, go out.

25. Of the friends of mine that do have babies, even if they were accidents, they're usually pretty excited as opposed to dismayed. Shortly thereafter, they're married. Hm.

The bonus point does not apply to me. I mean, nearly every one of these applies, but there are two or three that don't. So, I'm well on my way to being *gasp* an adult, but I'm still holding on to my inner almost-but-not-quite-an-adult with both hands.

Turn down the volume?? What volume??

This is a fascinating article. I'm not sure I dig the hypersonic technology, but I can see that it would certainly have it's uses. Imagine throwing a huge party and not having to worry about the neighbors calling the cops because your music is too loud. Rich could play his guitar without having to worry about the asshole upstairs. And you wouldn't need headphones to listen to your iPod anymore.

I can totally see it backfiring, too. For instance, imagine the technology being advanced enough that kids record the answers for an upcoming exam at school that only they could hear. The teacher would never know!!

Another neat article from National Geographic, this one take place in Colombia.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Stop wasting my time.

There are a lot of things wrong with the system. I know this, and the fact that you know this is a bonus; you're not a moron. However, these problems are not going to be solved today, and standing around talking about them for ten minutes while the rest of us stand around with our thumbs up our asses waiting for you to get back on topic is just a waste of our time. Bad enough you were late.

Other than that, you're alright, I guess.

Do you know what the cutest/most annoying thing is the world is?? A fresh butter-bar thinking they can change the world. Awww...stop being so naive. Tee-hee.

Some interesting articles.

General Vang Pao's last war: Concerning a former ally of the US during the Vietnam war who has been betrayed by our government and labeled a terrorist after all these years.

Love's rules vex and entrance young Saudis: Young Saudis yearning for the romance forbidden to them by law, tradition, and even peer pressure.

CNN, the Pentagon's "military analyst program" and Gitmo: Oh, lies upon lies. Shame on you, Mr Sheppard.

Hidden gay life of macho hip hop stars: I just love that headline.

I was watching Rich play GTA IV last night, as I've become accustomed to doing, and nearly died of laughter when he lobbed a grenade at an unsuspecting jelly-roll cop that resulted in said cop flying thirty feet into the air. Later, when Niko was on a date with Kate McCreary, he accidentally ran his bike into a cement wall, sending Kate flying at least twenty feet. Somehow she survived and willingly got back on the bike.

I love the surrealism.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Pissing on my generation.

Thank you, thank you,, for insulting my intelligence and taking a giant piss on an entire generation that is till coming into its own. Keep in mind as you talk down about us, that we were raised by the previous generation. Are you going to pin any of this on them??

The way I see it, half my generation is made up of intelligent individuals who, in the long run, will make an impact on this world around us, big or small. The other half are a bit retarded, to put it kindly. And the way I see it, we're no different than any other generation that has come before it. You've met a few dumb shits; please don't lump me in with the rest of them.

Reference Leach's blog for counterarguments.

Friday, May 9, 2008

An apology.

I'm so sorry for ruining everyone's night last night. I tried to have fun, I really did, but it's my fault for going out when I wasn't feeling good. I wasn't being a downer on purpose. I'm sorry for bringing down the mood and making everyone feel awkward. I feel like the most horrible person in the world right now. I am so sorry.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Ninjas and eggshells.

Did you know that Leach is not only a Pirate, but a Ninja as well??

Leach in action:

Are there people in your life that you feel you can never be yourself around, no matter how hard you try?? You've known them for months and months, yet you can never shake that nervous feeling you get around them. You feel like you can't joke around with them, and you constantly feel as if you're walking on eggshells around them, and a misstep could result in an upset.


Monday, May 5, 2008

New music.

So we're flipping through the channels when we come across Headbanger's Ball on MTV2. And there's a music video for a wicked band called Straight Line Stitch. Fronted by a black female. With some wicked vocals. Check them out.

Also saw a video for a thrash metal band that was pretty popular until they split in '91, but in recent years they've come back together; a Flipino-American band called Death Angel. I like.

Nothing new to report. My speech on affirmative action received minimal response, to my everlasting disappointment. I might post it later. Tomorrow I test for the next rank in the hierarchy, and I'm not looking forward to it. Oh, and I can't move into my new apartment till the middle of the month. Lame.

On the plus side, I made a budget for myself for this pay period, and it looks like I might stick to it for once. Hooray.