Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Who Pays The Highest Tax Rate?

The young people pay the highest tax rate.

Listening to progressives chatter about "free" healthcare and "free" college and "free" wasp nests on your front porch, I keep thinking that the description is all wrong. Government is just a tube that transports money from one spot to another. There is no government money, only taxes paid by working people. Even if it's paid by corporations, the source is ultimately working people.

Government borrowing is a form of taxation. When you borrow, you are spending future earnings. When the government borrows, it is spending future taxes which are future earnings of working people. Who will be working in the future? Not me, at least not for much longer. When I retire, I will no longer be among the class of working people and will therefore simply consume things. It will be up to the younger generation to generate the general fund, generally speaking.

So live it up, kids! Have fun with all your "free" stuff. I shall watch your future progress with considerable interest. While you work multiple jobs to pay for those "free" goodies or perhaps while you comb the ruins of the zoo for animals to eat, a la Venezuela, I shall either be pushing up daisies or sitting on my front porch in a rocking chair with a bottle of bourbon, a shotgun and an ill-tempered cat.

Can we vote for free stuff? ¡Si, se puede!

Monday, March 18, 2019

Uncommon Common Phacelia

... or, as Simon  and Garfunkel might have sung, "Phacelia, you're breaking my heart, you're shaking my confidence daily ..."

OK, so almost no one will get that reference, but there you have it.

I've got a bunch of blog posts in my head, but I'm just not agitated enough to get them out onto the keyboard. Instead, here's a flower photo from yesterday's trip to Anza Borrego with wife kitteh. Flowers were everywhere and a good time was had by all. I left the photo large, so it's worth a click.


Sunday, March 17, 2019

Dive! Dive!

Yesterday, we planted fruits, veggies and herbs in our raised beds. Before doing so, we combed the dirt for grubs and found quite a few. I noticed an interesting behavior in them - they had an uncanny ability to bury themselves quickly. I took a video of it. The grub manages to get almost completely underground in less than 10 seconds. Interestingly, it leaves a bit of its tail above ground, perhaps because it doesn't know that part is still sticking up.

Grubs are gross, but I thought you still might like to see the video. Enjoy?

Saturday, March 16, 2019

Catican Bayou Hot Sauce

... is on the way!

We did our spring planting today and for the first time ever, we got a cayenne pepper plant. Like a dufus, I couldn't think what we might do with it, so while I was in the store, I googled "what can you make with cayenne peppers" and it said "hot sauce." Well, duh.

I don't like hot sauce that is just vinegar and cayenne. I really like West Indies Hot Sauce (I can't find it for sale, otherwise I'd ad a link), which has more spices than just cayenne. When it dawned on me that I could make my own style, I bought it immediately.

Catican Bayou Hot Sauce on the way.

Friday, March 15, 2019

Bursts Of Self-Discipline

... are what you need.

I've been trying to go to the gym almost every day and for Lent, I've given up alcohol. I've spent some time recently, watching my behaviors, trying to figure out my modes of failure and modes of success.

You need self-discipline in bursts.

Once you get started, you keep going, whether that's getting ready and going to the gym or opening a beer. The hardest part about working out for me is getting up when the alarm goes of at 0430. My gym gets crowded around 0530, so you need to get there by 0500 to have a decent weight lifting session. That 0430 alarm is a killer. We've had a cold, wet winter here in San Diego, so getting out of a warm bed is tough. Once I'm out, it's all downhill from there. I've had times where I skipped the workout because I didn't feel like getting out of bed, but never because I stopped after that.

My craving for a beer starts around 1630 and lasts until 1730. I don't want to drink in the daytime and if I've not started by dinner, my craving is gone and it just sounds gross to open a beer after that. I only need to steel myself for that one hour and I'm good.

Stress and excuses play a big part in my failures, too. Yesterday was incredibly frustrating, so I declared a Lent Jubilee and had some brews. I couldn't find the strength to resist during that hour and gave in to my cravings. If I can find a reason to skip the workout, like when my joints are hurting, I'm much more likely to turn off the alarm and go back to bed.

Good behaviors or bad seem to have a momentum all their own. They keep going once you start them. The obvious trick, then, is to find ways to let loose that burst of self-discipline. I'm still working on that part.

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Beto O'Rourke's Call To Action

... sounds like this: "Me! Me! Me!" Dig his Vanity Fair cover.

"I want to be in it. Man, I'm just born to be in it."

Me. Me. Me.

Yep, that's what we're looking for in a president - someone who is there to fulfill his own ambitions. Trump is a lot of Me Me Me, but at least his sales pitch is "I will win for all of us. I'm the only who can win!" We're the ultimate purpose of his effort. With Beto, he's the ultimate purpose of his effort.

You go, Beto. Go far, far away.

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Defining Sin Away

Back to the discussion of the dude who does not look like a lady, but identifies as one and the madness surrounding people like him.

These are all girls. Keep repeating it to yourself until you believe it. If you don't agree that these are all girls, you will be punished.
In my original blog post on the topic, I said that this is a fantasy. That photo is 2+2=5. The only way to get the rest of us to agree with it is to torture us in some way, to fill us with such fear of reprisals and punishments that we all agree that a massive man is actually a woman.

In my second post, I said we all want to be heroes, part of a large, noble enterprise, defeating evil and fighting for good. Racism, homophobia, transphobia, Islamophobia, they're all tiny problems in real life, but if we magnify them wildly, we can fight them with no risk to ourselves. At the same time, we can make believe we're heroes.

In this one, we'll deal with the question, "Why make transphobia a cause?" I would argue that the whole thing is an effort to eliminate any and all sex-based sins by pushing the boundaries of what is acceptable so far past our particular fetishes that anything we enjoy is seen as utterly mundane and normal.

Sex is a lizard activity, one of our basic drives. Eating, surviving and sex are about all lizards want to do. That tiny, core part of our brain, the part that drives our evolutionary impulses, obsesses on these things. It's why sex is so much fun. As the worry about eating and surviving become more and more distant, our lizard brains have more time to dive deeper into our sexual urges.

Also, as technology improves, the ability of gizmos, gadgets, elixirs and potions to give us new types of pleasures and eliminate the consequences of old ones increases. I read on Twitter that developers are using AI to create the ultimate oral stimulation machine. That makes sense as do ever more realistic sex dolls. We're pursuing the ultimate orgasm while our psyches are continually redefining what that means. It's a never-ending quest.

The only fly in the ointment is objective morality, specifically religious morality. No matter what happens technologically, those pious killjoys will try to stamp out all of our newfound sexual fun. There are two, complimentary ways to deal with them.
  1. Incrementally redefine what is moral. Porn isn't so bad, is it? Threesome porn isn't so bad. A little violence in the porn isn't so bad, after all, it's all make-believe. Gays, bisexuals, threesomes, whatever floats your boat, if no one is getting hurt, what's the big? Once one thing is accepted, find the next thing farther out and show that it's not much worse.
  2. Swarm-attack anyone who stands their ground when it comes to sexual morality. They must be smashed if we're to push the boundaries. The only thing that can prevent us from having all of our fetishes accepted is someone who says, "This far and no farther!" and really means it. They must be obliterated publicly as a warning to others.
You might not be into snuff porn. Your particular fetish might be substantially less deviant, but you want snuff to be accepted. If snuff porn is accepted, then there is a large buffer zone between the morality borders and you. You're safe and you can enjoy your weirdness in peace.

And that is why you must agree that a 6' 8" man is a girl.