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The ‘Cry Me A River’ Story of the Day

Posted by Hube on 2011/11/07

In the far-left The Nation today (via The Corner) we’re supposed to shake our heads and let a tear roll down our collective cheek for this guy:

A few years ago, Joe Therrien, a graduate of the NYC Teaching Fellows program, was working as a full-time drama teacher at a public elementary school in New York City. Frustrated by huge class sizes, sparse resources and a disorganized bureaucracy, he set off to the University of Connecticut to get an MFA in his passion—puppetry. Three years and $35,000 in student loans later, he emerged with degree in hand, and because puppeteers aren’t exactly in high demand, he went looking for work at his old school. The intervening years had been brutal to the city’s school budgets—down about 14 percent on average since 2007. A virtual hiring freeze has been in place since 2009 in most subject areas, arts included, and spending on art supplies in elementary schools crashed by 73 percent between 2006 and 2009. So even though Joe’s old principal was excited to have him back, she just couldn’t afford to hire a new full-time teacher. Instead, he’s working at his old school as a full-time “substitute”; he writes his own curriculum, holds regular classes and does everything a normal teacher does. “But sub pay is about 50 percent of a full-time salaried position,” he says, “so I’m working for half as much as I did four years ago, before grad school, and I don’t have health insurance…. It’s the best-paying job I could find.”

Life is all about choices, Joe. You freely left your job as a full-time teacher to pursue a degree, and then hopefully subsequent career, in puppetry. You freely understood that jobs in such a field aren’t very numerous, and the pay (and bennies)? Better than that of a NYC public school teacher? Heh.

“Surprisingly,” when this didn’t work out, you found you couldn’t be hired back at your old gig. At least not full-time. So, naturally, instead of accepting the consequences of your free (and poor) choices and either waiting it out until times improve and/or still looking elsewhere, you’ve decided to join the OWS movement to … protest the result of your freely chosen career moves.

Indeed, the article goes on to note Joe “was ‘totally won over by the Occupation’s spirit of cooperation and selflessness,’” and

… has already produced a museum’s worth of posters, poetry readings, performance-art happenings, political yoga classes and Situationist spectacles like the one in which an artist dressed in a suit and noose tie rolled up to the New York Stock Exchange in a giant clear plastic bubble to mock the speculative economy’s inevitable pop.

Just imagine how Joe could be supplementing his income using that energy at a part-time job (or two).

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Hit The Tip Jar

Posted by John Hitchcock on 2011/11/07

As Dana Pico mentioned, my personal and professional time have expanded greatly to eat up my overall time. I will not go into detail as undisclosed reasons make very clear (hey, pollutico can use undisclosed sources for undisclosed allegations of undisclosed activities and undisclosed words and undisclosed gestures of a certain disclosed Presidential candidate and still maintain the facade of a serious, honorable site among the unwashed masses).

Let’s start with HEY, EVERYONE, I GOT A JOB!!!

I have a temp-to-hire job where I make barely above minimum wage for the next 3 months, and then a full dollar-per-hour raise. And longer term, a substantial opportunity for advancement.

But here’s my problem:

I currently have a very substantial support structure which will vanish within a very few short months. When I moved to Texas, I had 2-year Ohio tags on my car, which expire exceedingly soon. Ohio doesn’t have inspection but Texas does, and my car would never, in the time I owned it, passed the current Texas inspection. I have never had high beams. The switch doesn’t “click”. Not only are high beams part of the Texas inspection, the indicator light for those high-beams are part of the inspection. My windshield wipers work when they want to and don’t work when they don’t want to. And I have an exhaust leak. Those are three fails that I know of.

To add insult to injury, Saturday night, one of my 10-year-old tires decided to shred its sidewall, so now I have to replace it immediately and my car requires tires that run over 100 apiece (my only vehicle is a 1994 Camaro Z28 I bought in 2001). And all 4 tires should be replaced due to their age and the Texas environment. And now the donut needs replaced because I’m using it for my 80-mile round-trip for work.

On top of that, my new income from my new job is too low for decent housing, let alone in a place where crime is a four-letter word. But shortly, I should be able to afford just that. But tomorrow isn’t here and will never get here. I have to deal with today.

Rather than deal with the government stealing money from the top half of the population to give freebies to the bottom half of the population, I am depending on folks to give to a needy cause because it’s the right thing to do.

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Just A Reminder

Posted by John Hitchcock on 2011/11/07

I think now would be a good time to remind visitors to TBD — old and new alike — about my strong advice to read my “about” and “comment policy” sections. Dana didn’t ban anyone from CSPT so far as I understand; I have already banned at least 2 from TBD (Ben Hoffman, the foul-mouthed guy who ran around with his name linked to Drudge ReTort, and Robert L Hymers, Jr, about whom everyone experienced with Little Miss Atilla has already been warned.)

I’m an unabashed attack dog. I can handle raucous, as can this site. But there are things I deem out of line, which are covered in the aforementioned sections of TBD.

Now, I’m going to pick on AOTC. Since this is the age of Women’s Lib (actually, that happened in the 70s and 80s) and equal rights and equal responsibilities and no difference between the genders (my choice, Foxfier, because I prefer not to use the proper term), I’m all in on that count. I have no problems sucker-punching a woman, or kicking her when she’s down. Equal treatment and all that. So, since AOTC’s down, Ima kick her.

When I moved to Texas, I brought my two dogs with me. My Great Dane, Duchess (my gravatar), and my German Shepard, Nastia, both pedigreed. When they played around together, they got raucous. Lots of barking, growling, snarling, attacking, fighting, but no blood. Never any blood. They were safely violent with each other.

My daughter had a dog. His name was Titan, because he thought he was one. And he decided he was going to join in and be master of the back yard against the biggest dog in the yard. That would be Duchess. So, Titan barked, snarled, growled, viciously attacked Duchess. And I swear, I heard Duchess laugh at him. You see, Titan is a Miniature Pinscher (and my daughter is peeved someone snagged him and kept him for themselves). How did Duchess handle Titan? She nuzzled him play-aggressively (her head was bigger than Titan’s entire body), put her front leg on his back in a classic wrestling move, and over-all, just bantered gently with the china doll. Size, ability, fragility mattered to Duchess (and I still miss her): if you were little, she treated you like a china doll but if you were bigger than her, she gave as much as she got, if not more. And humans were measured the same way: little kids got the gentle motherly treatment; grown adults who showed an interest in rough-housing got beat up; all who were placid got placid back. (yeah, that’s a sidebar) The point is, Duchess knew the size of things and the level of aggression in play she could use whereas Titan thought he was all that and a box of rocks.

The point of the story is… AOTC is feeling bad, thinking she over-Titaned things over at CSPT while mixed with all the Duchesses and Nastias (and a couple feral dogs) in da howse.

You want raucous, you can have raucous over here. But if you bring raucous, also bring logic. And also bring the knowledge this is a Conservative blogsite first and foremost. This is not a free-speech zone. This is my house. And all of you are my guests. My stable of authors are very privileged guests. I am the only administrator here, meaning I am the only one with the golden banhammer. But most of my privileged guests have editing authority, so they can delete or allow comments as they see fit.

Knowing each of my stable of authors as I do, it would actually take some work for them to make like Houdini with a third-party comment. Because they all like seeing contrary opinions if logically or common sense based or grounded in accurate history or the like. As do I. Jeff, aphrael, Matt — You Liberals who are always wrong but always argue in good faith (at least as I have experienced your arguments), I’m talking to you. I do not want an echo chamber, nor do any of my stable of authors.

But I’ll be danged if I’ll let this place be overrun by passive-aggressive Socialists, outright Socialists — both of which lie just as easily as they breathe — or Liberals who have no problem with Identity Theft in order to augment their Defamation of Character. Or 9-11 Truthers. Or “Bush stole the election” idiots. Those types of people can kindly sod off as they will find their stay here artificially truncated.

Oh, by the way, “raucous” does not mean “swearing”, I guarantee. Look the terms up. You’ll find they are not synonymous. A couple of my authors have gotten away with using words in my moderation filter because they’re authors. I wouldn’t doubt on a rare occasion, I, too, have gotten away with it, dang me. As my naive-to-the-world mother says, “If you can’t think of a word instead of a swear word, you’re not very intelligent.” And on that point, she’s right. People use swear words because they’re not smart enough not to. And when I get my Irish up, I can be pretty darned stupid in that regard. But common, everyday, throwaway swear words (such as dealing with the final results of the digestive system in action or inappropriate vernacular for body parts (AOTC, I’m looking at you and your sig-link (where I made the special effort to alter my mod filter))) still find their way into moderation. And will, 93 times out of 100, be altered in order to get permitted.

Politics is rough-and-tumble. I realize that, and I play within that parameter. But if you’re too far gone, you can choose to self-regulate or leave; or, failing those two, you can choose to watch me ban you or watch my authors delete your comments.

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For those astute readers, there is plenty of humor mixed in with the boom-hammer warning of the ban-hammer. But of course, it’s Hitchcock humor. Only an elite mind can appreciate all the nuances and jocularity of it. But there will be strangers who wish to believe they have an elite mind who will claim to have understood.

I’m not a snob.
Ask anyone.
Anyone who counts.

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