How much profit is enough?

Well…this is one that I have been thinking about for quite a long time now…and this post was inspired by the simple thing of trying to find a softsided, 12-pack cooler to replace the one I’ve had for a few years. For months now, I have searched and searched every store in the area, looking for one that was made in the USA to support my fellow workers but I got to the point that I just gave up and bought one that was made in China. As an aside, since I lost my job at a local furniture manufacturer for the stated reason that my job was no longer needed, (and I guess the 15 million dollars per year in cost reduction I gave them wasn’t either), I have become a more conscious consumer; trying to buy American when possible but also making note of how the retailer treats their employees. Needless to say, I will never shop at Walmart. I can’t believe that all consumers are only motivated by price, but the choice of supporting our fellow Americans has been taken away by CEO’s whose only motive is more and more profit and the resulting bonuses that accrue to them from that profit. Personally, I would have paid 30 to 40 percent more for the cooler if it was made in an American factory that paid a living wage and healthcare to their workers….so those workers would be able to buy American made things that could put me and many like me back to work.

What if, instead of hundreds of millions of dollars going to the CEOs, a company would take, say, half of that and invest it in an American manufacturing plant that would employ 2 to 3 thousand workers? Would Ford’s stock price have plummeted if it had made 1.5 billion dollars and put on 10 thousand more American workers instead of the 2 billion it made? Yeah, I know it would have because the stock price is driven by the greed of the traders who could make a lot of money by shorting the stock and who don’t give a damn about anything except their next bonus and the new BMW…but I think that distorts decisions that would be made if they didn’t have to think about Wall Street.

When are we, as a people, going to stand up and say no more…no more billion dollar payouts for one hedge fund trader, no more CEOs making hundreds of millions while all they do is lay off people and line their own pockets? No more political protection for oil companies who make obscene, record profits and ruin the lives of hundreds of thousands of Americans. Geez…

Oh, if you’ve read this post and remember that I drive a 1993 Mazda and have the urge to call me a hypocrite, don’t…because the Mazda was made in a Ford plant in Flat Rock Michigan by American, union workers….and it has almost 300K miles on it..that’s what I call quality….

Never follow a Buick….

Well….haven’t worked up any outrage today but I do have some observations that I have been nurturing for a while….something that has been congealing is the the idea that when you pull up to stoplight, never get in line behind a Buick if you can help it. Invariably, it will be in the left lane and will take off like there is the last egg of an endangered species under the gas pedal; forcing everyone to pass on the right since the people that own Buicks think that speed limits are never to be broken…or even equaled for that matter, and they get special points in heaven if they go 10 to 15 under. Today, I pulled up to a light with the Hobson’s choice of a huge dump truck in the right lane and a Buick in the left but the two-fer was the Buick also had handicapped plates on it…never a good sign and when the light changed, the truck handily outran the Buick even though its top speed was about 25. Geez…

June 21

Well…no Sunday Funday yesterday and I’m a little disappointed, but having 3 days off with no booze was probably a good thing for both me and my liver…I do feel better and I do have Monday with G to look forward to. Have a bunch of stuff to do today which, of course, include more World Cup but I have to work on the wreck a little…I think the sleeping pills are starting to work…not a long duration of sleep but much deeper and less flailing around…have not found a pillow in the hallway outside my bedroom in almost a week…hey, I’ll take my progress anywhere I can get it. Hope you didn’t get turned off about yesterday’s post…but if you’ve read any of this stuff before you’ll know that there are still lots of things that I struggle with…even at my age…and that is one of the problems that I see with life…you’re supposed to get better at it as you get older….just a big lie; I think everyone hides that they are still the unsure, confused people they were when they were younger and the extra experience just makes you more experienced…that’s it…more later.

I’m hoping the newspapers will give me a topic for later this morning, but working on the wreck will push the next post back til later in the aft….or not, you’ll have to come back to check…

Father’s day….

Hmmmm….don’t know where to start with this one…I could get philosophical and ruminate on what it means to be a father but I don’t know if I’m the person to do that since it has always been somewhat uncomfortable to me. The problem is I don’t know why…my kids are the best people I know, certainly better than I ever was.

Do you have clear memories of your father? I only have two; one really bad and one really good…I guess there was just not a lot of interaction between us; how could there be with 9 kids in the family? You can’t fault him for that, but as I get older I can see that we may have been more similar than I remembered until now. When I talked about my memories of Ernie Harwell, one of the clearest ones was of my father sitting in the red and white 55 Ford station wagon with the radio on listening to the Tigers; just trying to find some time to himself….something I find necessary for my mental health. Among the many thoughts that have recently worked their way into my consciousness is the fact that I am now the same age that my father was when he died…did he feel like I do now? It would be nice to be able to ask that question…I hope my kids feel comfortable enough to do what I never had the chance to….

June 20th

Well…up again at 5:13 this morning….this is getting old but slept okay really…there is a weird thing about the sleeping pills, when they shut off they shut off…and you wake up with no chance of getting back to sleep. Isn’t watching the sun come up supposed to be romantic? Oh, I guess if there is someone there with you…alone, not so much and after 5 in a row it’s stating to be a pain. So, I decided to get the post done early. Not much to do today except take care of C’s house and buy some groceries at least…I’m down to the last thing I had in the freezer…some turkey soup that I made after the last turkey around Feb or so…a long time but it still tastes great. Need to put some aloe on my head from getting sunburned over the last couple of days but at least I’m getting a little color. More later…

June 19th part two..

Well…I did get the newspapers bagged but not out to recycling…too much World Cup and naps to take so that won’t get done until tomorrow. It was just so nice outside that I had to get the chair out and sit in the sun for a while….and, as you know, I’m trying to even out the biker’s tan…similar to a farmer’s tan and I’m sure you know what that is. So, of course, I stayed out for too long and got scorched but damn, is 45 minutes too much? Oh, well….have done lots more stupid things. Hmmmm….you’ll have to wait for outrage until later…I know I still have the Jon Stewart thing to write about but I’m just not feeling it so I’m not going to fake it…the outrage that is….more later…

June 19th

Well…up early again this morning…but feel a little better now and hope that will continue for the rest of the day…no booze for the rest of the weekend since I really do need to take a rest for a while…need to do some cleanup around here…the leaning tower of newspapers is getting dangerously large and needs to be disassembled before there is mayhem everywhere….would probably register on the Richter scale if it falls over. I probably should go the the grocery store this morning, too, but just have no motivation to do it…so it may be fast food for the first time in about a month..or maybe more. Hmmmm…tacos from Taco Bell sound pretty good right now…I’m sure they’re not open at 6:30….they should be…haven’t you ever wanted a taco in the morning? More later…

It’s later…had what, at the time, sounded like a great idea for a new novel last night…I understand now how some of the great authors used booze to fuel their writing…but, I think you need the booze then to make sense of them…not a road I want to go down at this point but I may create a new category like new novel or something and try to write it in real time…would give me something to do.

World Cup update….

well…sitting here waiting for the chicken to cook and remembered that I neglected to do a World Cup update today…and there were unusual happenings to report. First, the US got robbed of a win by the most atrocious officiating I’ve ever seen; the ref calling off a good goal that would have won it for us for no reason whatsoever. Even the English announcers were appalled by the call…why can’t they get these things right? At least it was a tie and a point for us.

The bigger shocker was England and Algeria ended in a 0-0 tie which leaves us with a better tie-breaker in goal differential. But England looked terrible with no pace or creativity…what is wrong with those guys? Even the US looked better in the match…

Now, we have to win Wednesday against Algeria or we go home….should be fun..Algeria looked pretty good today but I don’t know if they can keep up that level of play…

June 18th

Well…four nights out in a row and I am starting to feel the effects…going to skip coffee and newspapers this morning since I feel like crap, and the US takes on Slovenia at 10….watching the Germany/Serbia match right now and Germany is down 1-0…quite a surprise but the reffing is kind of off with way too may yellow cards.

Not too much to do today since I have no money in my pocket…well…75 cents and I can scrounge up some more change; I do have some money coming in this aft so I guess I can survive until then if I don’t go out. Heading back to the couch to finish the match…more later…

Stop stealing my stuff Keith….

Well…just a short comment on this one…I was watching Keith Olbermann last night and it looks like he has been reading my stuff since he came up with the same idea I had a few days back….that is to let the idiots keep talking and their own words will expose them for what they are. I don’t mind him using my ideas, but at least give me credit…I’m trying to make a living at this….

What you never want to be….