Ruminations on the Passing Scene

“Too much”=”just enough syrup for a plate of pancakes”. *heh* Juuuust about right, I’d say.

A world turned upside down: was pushing my 4-wheeled walker (with the insanely large basket attached) around WallyWorld the other day, looking at stuff and playing with customers and “associates”, when I happened to spot the price of a gallon of milk. Fifty cents less than a gallon of gas. WTF?!? Does Walmart get its milk from lactating Chinese slaves?

Another thing: MSRP (Manufacturer’s Suggested Retail Price). What’s this good for? Does anyone actually pay “MSRP” at the end user level? If so, I wanna meet these suckers, cos I have some great ocean front property in AZ they’d love. Example: a very nice 12″ frying pan we bought not long back for about $50 has a MSRP of $200–and I’ve seen it in stores all over for about $100. Who pays these outrageous prices? Beats me.

Well, my mechanic took my hint and bought the better replacement part for my dead fuel pump. Sure, it was a little more than twice as much, but it also included an end-to-end replacement of my fuel lines, a Very Good Thing on a car with almost 200,000 miles and a failed fuel pump, IMO. See? Save enough NOT paying MSRP when you don’t have to and have the $$ to maintain things right. *heh*

I can’t believe that someone–in a forum far, far removed from twc–had the timerity to ask the question, “Is Obama a Patriot”? I could only wonder what rock the loon had been living under after his lobotomy.

Hey, next time you’re at the grocery store or someplace like Target or WallyWorld and you see a parent(s) with a child in their cart, stop them with, “Well, that’s encouraging! It’s so nice to see folks with such confidence that they’d buy a child in today’s economy!” *heh* I get such looks… 😉

Understanding “Capitalism”

“Capitalism” as used by the Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind, nearly ALL politicians *spit*, Academia Nut Fruitcakes, Wall Street moneychangers and the common (“mass man”) man in the street today really refers to a system of spoils, wherein government licenses fiefdoms to businesses and then taxes and regulates them into inefficient, wasteful systems of producing wealth for those who are “connected” to political and bureaucratic power bases by family (or other associations) or money.

Classic capitalism is something the U.S. hasn’t seen for a long, long time.

An Easy Mark

That’s me. It never ceases to amaze me, though by now I ought to be used to it, how manufacturers can send shoddy workmanship out the door.

Examples: a nice [name brand redacted *heh*] office chair whose arms would not stay firm, but wobbled, loosened and seemingly ready to fall off, within a short time after purchase. Simply tightening the bolts holding the arms on wasn’t the solution: they needed some thread locking compound. Simple. A couple of pennies-worth of thread lock, if that, and the arm bolts stay tight. (The cheap, thin leather on the arms and body was expected, and some has since been replaced after wearing out. More to come)

Bought a kitchen island, packed for assembly at home. It was pretty much what I expected, except… it had a drop leaf (one of the nice lil features) with one piece of 1″ hardwood (looks like oak) as a pull-out support. That’s fine, except that when I opened the box, the first thing I saw was that the support was split for about 3″ from the tip. *sigh* Carpenter’s glue and C-clamp. Next? When it was assembled, it became obvious that there were three problems with the faux “butcher block” top (it was a soft wood and NOT constructed as butcher block–but I already knew that from the store display so that wasn’t the problem). Pretty much in the middle of the top was a rather prominent marring. When the drop leaf was raised, its level did not match the rest of the top because of a crowning of the drop leaf surface.

Now, some progressively-finer sanding with my old (50 years? More?) Clarke sander did several good things: it got rid of the marring and the crown problems and removed what little finish was on the top and drop leaf, so it could be replaced with a better, Danish oil finish. I do not intend to use the top as a cutting surface, so something to provide a durable, low gloss finish was a good way to go.

Of course, I know why manufacturers send products like these out the door, ill-thought-out or with poor quality control. Many people won’t give poor quality control or bad construction (or even design) a second thought–perhaps because they simply don’t know better or because returns are a PITA. A few will complain and go to excessive lengths to compel a manufacturer or seller to make things right–and I’ve been known to do that very thing, even to the point of being almost thuggish to compel a seller/provider to “make me whole” when something is bad enough or involves anything beyond my dollar threshold for such things. Most of the time, I will just go ahead and make things right myself, often having expected in advance to have to do so (on the kitchen island, having seen a store display, I had already planned to refinish the top, for example).

Still, I’ve enjoyed the few times in recent years when I’ve been able to purchase something and have it be “just right” right out of the box. Appliance purchases this summer and my lil toy Asus are the recent examples of manufacturers and sellers getting it just right, but such examples still remain in the minority in my recent years’ experiences, and I keep on buying things I just know I’ll have to fix, right out of the box.

Rude Software

Bought an HP F4580 wireless printer to replace a 13-year-old HP “workhorse” inkjet. Like the printer. WiFi Protected setup didn’t work, though, so I went to the utility on the setup disk.

*arrrgghhh!*

If there is a circle of hell for the purveyors of rude software, HP will reside there for eternity. ALL I wanted to do was run the wireless connection wizard, but no! Attempting to cancel the installation of all the other HP crap canceled the wizard. *gag-puke-spew*

Now, I have to decrapify the computer I used to install the printer.

I like the product, but HP is working very, very hard to make me hate the company.


Yeh, yeh: this was one of those “I do these stupid things so others don’t have to” kind of things. Naturally, when I went to other computers to select this printer for others on the network to use, not one could “automagically” find and install the driver, so that had to be done manually, and no I did NOT allow the HP crap to install itself elsewhere (I didn’t need the wireless setup wizard at this point). But *sheesh*, could HP have made it more clunky to manually install the drivers? I don’t think so. What a PITA.

And now I have to dig out which of the drivers included on the CD is the TWAIN driver, so that folks can initiate a scan from their computers over the network, as well as simply print from their lappy or whatnot. All the drivers installed (along with all the crapware) on the computer I initially connected with a USB cable, but installing the printer driver apparently doesn’t include the full functions of the printer.

HP is really beginning to chap my gizzard.

A New Koan

In answer to a question someone asked the other day, “Who is more talented, J-Lo or Lady Gaga?” a Zen koan emerged:

“Which flies better, a turtle or a rock?”

We now return to twc’s regular curmudgeonry, disorganized mopery and observations on the passing scene.

About That “Literacy” Thing

In our progressively (yes, I meant the pun) dumbed-down society, “literacy” has come to mean simply being able to laboriously puzzle out the written word. That’s sad. For one thing, it means that people who are literate by that commonly-accepted definition can graduate from college without being able to puzzle out the meaning of the directions on a prescription pill bottle, a bus schedule or a dumbed-down (to supposed eighth-grade level) newspaper editorials.

There. Did I make that link hard enough to miss? 🙂 The data that article draws on is scarier than the article. If you search hard enough, you can find it. *heh* (Yeh, not doing folks’ homework for them on this one. I only want the ones who are… literate enough *heh* to be able to handle the info to get it. Snarky enough? Probably.)

But the problem is really worse than that. Maybe because we’ve become a society defined by the audio-visual media that is TV and radio more than anything else, the proliferation of markers demonstrating that even folks who can read, don’t, or (worse?) that when they do, they read dreck, slop, crap, really, really stupid and uninformed writers.

A very few examples will illustrate my point.

How often have you seen and heard people use “anniversary” to indicate something other than an annual event? “Two month anniversary” is a common example. What part of “anni”–from Latin, “anno” or YEAR–have these subliterate idiots missed?

Or, one I read recently from someone who is ill-read, but who listens to subliterate Hivemind podpeople enough to be dis-educated: “…for the light of me…” when the appropriate phrase was “for the LIFE of me”. Compound that with the multiple occurrences of such phrases as “woks of life,” “chester drawers” “intensive purposes” and a veritable Legion (and yes I meant that2 cultural reference *heh*) of other malaprops, stupidities and downright illiteracies, and we have a society progressing toward genuine illiteracy.

And what, pray, hath brought about this effusion of disgust for a growing illiteracy in our society? Why, the annual profusion of one of its most stupid examples: FEB-YOU-ARY.

*gag-spew*

It’s FebRUary, dumbasses.


Of course, in the mini-rant above, I did not place enough stress on one of the worst aspects of progressive illiteracy: who the illiterates listen to and “read”. As Mark Twain wisely said,

“The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who can’t read them.”

Note the word, “good”. People who find books written by such as Dan Brown to be readable are people who have denied themselves the advantage of reading books that are well-written and so don’t even know that they are poking a metaphorical screwdriver into their forebrain and stirring. People who watch or read “news” (propaganda) promulgated by an increasingly subliterate Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind rarely twig to the fact that they are being enstupiated by doing so. (And yes, I know that the word “enstupiated” is used more often by me than by any other source known to Google. So? It’s a perfectly good neologism coined by John Stossel, IIRC. :-))

Of course, it’s a thorny problem. So many people have “gradumacated” from American public schools having been told they are”literate” that most do not even know that they are, at best, fumble-headed subliterates. Those few of us who twig to the fact that the “edumacation” system is seriously broken may figure out that we are technically literate subliterates and begin to take steps to correct the problem, but it’s a long, hard row to hoe (and a tip o’ the tam to Davy Crockett for being the first to record that phrase :-)). I’m still working on my literacy (the Lays of Ancient Rome and other works by Macaulay, among many, are still unscaled works, for example), and expect to continue to do so right up until my body’s ready to be cremated.

Most folks, it seems, surrender their literacy to the care (and poisoning) of others more interested in keeping them fat and stupid than anything else.

Snow!

We had some (school) snow days the second week of January, but otherwise, no real precip this month until early this a.m.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rf71RsyT52c

Yep. My Wonder Woman has another snow day, and from the look of things it might just work into a 4 day weekend. No one’s driven our street yet (we’ve both had things to do inside this a.m., until now), but we’re out the door soon to run some errands since it’s not all that bad here in town.

Update: Yep. It’s gonna be a 4-day weekend for my Wonder Woman.

Amateur v. Professional

I’m clear on the “unpaid and doing it for the love of it” vs. “it’s my job; it’s what I do” difference between amateur and professional, but I’m bringing something out of comments to the front page to expand on just one other difference between amateurs and professionals, particularly the old saw that,

“Amateurs practice until they get it right; professionals practice until they can’t get it wrong.”

I like to cook. At times, I love to cook. Over the years, my role in our family has evolved to the point where I am the primary cook for the family. And I’m pretty good, according to family reports and hits on my dishes at potlucks. 😉

But I am not a professional chef. Oh, I have “perfected” a few habits. My grip on a chef’s knife, chopping an onion (“tear free” and fast), certain recipes, etc.: all perfection or nearly so.

But apart from those, I am still an amateur cook by the criterion that says “professionals practice until they can’t get it wrong.” Breakfast this a.m. is an example. Pan-poached eggs are a dish that I have down to near perfection. It’s an easy-peasy dish that also makes for easy-peasy cleanup. Still, one (at least this one :-)) can cock it up when caffeine-deprived, early in the a.m. And I nearly did.

First: 4 rashers of bacon, then 3 eggs (my Wonder Woman only wanted one egg). I pulled the wrong sized pan off the rack, an 8-inch skillet instead of the better-sized (for the bacon) 10-inch. Second mistake? I set the heat too high under the pan. Too high for the bacon, which would have been much too high for the eggs. I caught that, but not before I’d coated the pan with a nice payer of “non stick” cooked on bacon grease. *sigh* Meant more difficult cleanup down the road and more cooling off before I could cook the eggs.

OK, bacon on warm in the toaster oven. Eggs in the pan. Water. Lid. Everything from there on out was perfect. By the time the toast was done, so were the eggs, medium like we like them. Eggs on toast, bacon side, rescued breakfast, just harder than necessary cleanup of the “wrong” pan and a couple of crispier-than-preferred spots on the bacon.

Oh, well. I’m not a professional chef.

But you get the idea: “professionals” practice until they cannot get it wrong. I just need more practice.

(Of course, practice doesn’t make perfect, despite the old proverb. No, Practice simply makes permanent. Perfect practice makes perfect. That’s why, once they’ve got it right, pros practice doing it right until doing it wrong is, well, not impossible but still very unlikely.)

Oh, Well…

Just read a novella by a “popcorn fiction” author I enjoy, and it was good (well, good enough to entertain while I sat in front of the TV with my Wonder Woman *heh*) but…

*sigh*

One thing bugged the heck out of me. Just one. Now, this author is more literate and a much better writer overall than some doof like Dan Brown and rarely makes a mistake like the one that gave me groans. Referring to a character blowing a shofar, the author wrote,

“Damn good thing she had a great embrasure… “

Oh, no. Did not write that!

em·bra·sure

noun

  1. an opening (for a door, window, etc.), esp. one with the sides slanted so that it is wider on the inside than on the outside
  2. an opening (in a wall or parapet) with the sides slanting outward to increase the angle of fire of a gun1

What the author intended to write, I’m sure, was embouchure.

em·bou·chure noun… the position and use of the lips, tongue, and teeth in playing a wind instrument2

The really sad thing is that no one at the publisher caught it.

I Hate to Say “I Told You So” But…

I did. A couple of years ago (and again, three years ago), I said the economy would be getting worse and that getting out of debt, curtailing unnecessary expenditures (especially credit card “purchases”), doing all essential maintenance on properties–and person–and other such sensible things made, urm, sense in light of what we were facing at the time.

Makes even more sense nowadays, what with unemployment still growing, the Fed deliberately increasing costs to citizens for ALL goods and services by continuing to devalue the dollar, and a debt load increase in the last year on every man, woman and child in these (dis)United States of $10,000 ladled on by a spendthrift Congress that’s wasted every (borrowed–stolen from future generations!) “stimulus” dollar it’s thrown down the toilet–in just the last year alone.

Hold on folks, because the ride’s just going to keep getting bumpier before things turn around (said hopefully).


Again: get out of debt, make sure your “stuff” is in good shape (so you don’t have to buy new “stuff” or fix a hole in your roof or whatever when things are even worse off), buy what you need and stockpile essentials–paying cash.

Heck, if worse comes to even worse, that (well-guarded) stockpile of toilet paper could be worth far more than its weight in gold… *heh*