I visited a fortune teller to ask what Donald Trump would be doing for the next year or two. She refused to take my money; she said Trump is too unpredictable.
She did offer to let me talk to George Washington for his thoughts.
Washington did say that the city of Washington should be renamed because it has gone against all of his hopes and advice. He said that Trump reminded him of Pete Seeger’s song “The Big Muddy” in which “the big fool says to push on.”
Washington said that he and Seeger had struck up quite a friendship. In fact, Washington said that Seeger is a true populist.
Washington saved his great scorn for the Senate. He complained that every year they read his “Farewell Address” and every year they ignored it completely, especially the parts about factions, excessive military, and avoiding foreign entanglements. He started to list “enemies” who should be our friends and “friends” we should hold at a distance, but the time I paid the fortune teller for ran out.
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Donald Trump is no Theodore Roosevelt
Theodore Roosevelt used the phrase “bully pulpit. He meant that the Presidency gave him a good venue to promote his agenda, an agenda that he believed would make the country better.
With Trump, he is the bully in the pulpit lashing out at anybody who contradicts him in any way. Trump believes his bullying will “Make America Great Again”, but he is only dragging it down, making the world and America grate again.
See “CNN stars Blitzer, Cooper, Amanpour and others fire back at Trump in a day of rage.”
With Trump, he is the bully in the pulpit lashing out at anybody who contradicts him in any way. Trump believes his bullying will “Make America Great Again”, but he is only dragging it down, making the world and America grate again.
See “CNN stars Blitzer, Cooper, Amanpour and others fire back at Trump in a day of rage.”
Blamestream media?
Many so-called conservative media complain about the lamestream media. I guess they don't like the glare of reporting that is more truthful than their own "reporting".
A case in point is Veritas' distortion of what the Washington Post reported about Veritas' truly false news. See https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/post-nation/wp/2017/11/27/james-okeefe-tweeted-about-his-confrontation-with-a-post-reporter-heres-what-really-happened/.
Veritas? What truth?
A case in point is Veritas' distortion of what the Washington Post reported about Veritas' truly false news. See https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/post-nation/wp/2017/11/27/james-okeefe-tweeted-about-his-confrontation-with-a-post-reporter-heres-what-really-happened/.
Veritas? What truth?
Real conservatives don’t use “liberal” as a pejorative
Probably the last real conservative on the national stage was Dwight Eisenhower. In his farewell address he did not use either liberal or conservative. See http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/dwightdeisenhowerfarewell.html.
The most famous assertion he made was his warning about the “military-industrial complex”:
“In the councils of government, we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex. The potential for the disastrous rise of misplaced power exists and will persist. We must never let the weight of this combination endanger our liberties or democratic processes. We should take nothing for granted. Only an alert and knowledgeable citizenry can compel the proper meshing of the huge industrial and military machinery of defense with our peaceful methods and goals, so that security and liberty may prosper together.”
Just like Washington’s “Farewell Address”, so-called “conservatives” completely ignore the advice of two of the most prominent, believable, and thoughtful conservatives.
I hope you can take the time to read Eisenhower’s farewell address. If you do, you may agree that Eisenhower was among the last of the true conservatives. In Minnesota they were rejected by the Republican Party as RINOs (Republican in name only).
Although John B. Anderson was a bit quixotic and supported some radical candidates, like Ralph Nader, I consider him more a true Republican than almost any other prominent Republican. i think Rep. Bill Frenzel and Governor Arne Carlson represent true conservatives. Arne Carlson still blogs at http://govarnecarlson.blogspot.com.
The most famous assertion he made was his warning about the “military-industrial complex”:
“In the councils of government, we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex. The potential for the disastrous rise of misplaced power exists and will persist. We must never let the weight of this combination endanger our liberties or democratic processes. We should take nothing for granted. Only an alert and knowledgeable citizenry can compel the proper meshing of the huge industrial and military machinery of defense with our peaceful methods and goals, so that security and liberty may prosper together.”
Just like Washington’s “Farewell Address”, so-called “conservatives” completely ignore the advice of two of the most prominent, believable, and thoughtful conservatives.
I hope you can take the time to read Eisenhower’s farewell address. If you do, you may agree that Eisenhower was among the last of the true conservatives. In Minnesota they were rejected by the Republican Party as RINOs (Republican in name only).
Although John B. Anderson was a bit quixotic and supported some radical candidates, like Ralph Nader, I consider him more a true Republican than almost any other prominent Republican. i think Rep. Bill Frenzel and Governor Arne Carlson represent true conservatives. Arne Carlson still blogs at http://govarnecarlson.blogspot.com.
Sunday, November 26, 2017
I love(d) my pickup truck
I
love my pickup truck
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published in the
Northland Reader
now the
Reader Weekly
September 14, 2000
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published in the
Northland Reader
now the
Reader Weekly
September 14, 2000
Several writers in various publications complain about the number of SUVs and pickup trucks; their major complaint is that these vehicles have much worse gas mileage than sedans. Other complaints include that these vehicles do not meet the same safety standards, that they cost a small fortune, and that they block the view of drivers behind them. As a former SUV owner and a current pickup truck owner I agree with most of these points.
I do wish my truck had better gas mileage. Because trucks and SUVs were viewed as tools for many workers Congress exempted them from the fuel economy mandates. Don’t ask me the reasoning behind the exemption. Maybe Congress thought the increased cost of achieving the better fuel economy would not offset the reduced fuel costs, or it thought the vehicles would not be powerful enough.
I haven’t followed all the safety standards but one I really appreciated not being in my pre-air bag SUV: automatic seat belts. I prefer to fasten my seat belt myself, thank you; not be nearly strangled by a seat belt with a mind of its own.
Boy, do they cost a small fortune! The price for the used SUV was the most that I had ever paid for a vehicle up to that time. I have less than one year to go on the payments for the pickup, and those payments exceed my tiny pension check from Unisys (my own fault it is tiny).
I disagree strongly about SUVs and pickup trucks blocking the view of drivers behind them. It is the following drivers’ own fault; they are driving too close. Remember that sign on semis: If you can’t see my mirrors, I can’t see you. And there is some fool in a tiny car one car length behind that sign. The same goes for following an SUV or a pickup truck. I’ve had people so close behind me that not only can’t I see them in my side mirrors but I can barely see their car roof over my tail gate.
So, if I don’t like the fuel economy and I don’t like the cost, why did I buy these larger vehicles? Simply, they are tools for me. I use them to carry things. I have carried a half-ton in my half-ton pickup many times.
Since we sold the eight-year-old 1952 DeSoto my father-in-law had given us, the largest vehicle we had owned was a Volvo 245 station wagon. We had gone on vacations with two kids in a Fiat 850 (smaller than a VW Beetle) and Ford Falcons. We later owned a Fiat 124 sport coupe, two Escorts, a Dodge Colt, and three Volvos (not all at the same time).
But this all changed when we bought property in the Superior National Forest. Our first contact with the property nearly broke my teeth. The Oldsmobile a friend was maneuvering down the driveway came to an abrupt halt when the steering assembly hung up on a big rock. Between that rock and the probability that we would have to drive an unplowed drive and road, we decided we needed a four-wheel, high clearance vehicle. Our choice was a used Jeep Cherokee Sport. “Sport” meant among other things that it had a skid plate on the bottom. And we did clear that rock and we did get into an unplowed drive.
We kept the Jeep for four years and 90,000 miles but its maintenance costs were getting out of line. We also were often filling it to capacity for our trips to our cabin. And I didn’t like all that stuff sitting right behind our heads. We started looking at pickup trucks.
I thought a Ford F-150 would be great but my wife thought it was “overkill” in size. When we found a dealer who give us a decent price for our Jeep, we took a Ranger for a test drive. I couldn’t see the top of the speedometer and turned around before I even left the lot. We wound up driving off as the proud owners of a 1997 F-150 XLT with more doodads than we ever dreamed of having.
The F-150 has been the most useful and reliable vehicle we have owned. Four years and 60,000 miles later people think it is new. I can count on one hand the number of unexpected repairs we have had and we were able to drive to the shop for all of those. Yeah, I know most modern cars are just as reliable (aren’t we glad they don’t build them like they used to). But most cars don’t carry as much.
I have carried 14-foot boards without worrying about dropping them on the road. I have carried half-ton loads of an old wall to the dump and half-ton loads of blocks to rebuild the wall. I have moved a good portion of our goods from our former house in Plymouth to our current house in Duluth. I carry most of my tools from house to cabin and back, plus our food, clothing, books, and any needed building materials. And I don’t worry about the load hitting me in the back of the head.
Last month I carried half-ton loads of cement for a sauna, the last 100 feet was over rocks. Between the low-range of the four-wheel drive and the high clearance, I had no problem getting to where we would mix the cement. I would not have been very happy carrying 80-pound bags that distance, even in a cart.
As a bonus, I have pulled vehicles out of ditches and mud, including another pickup truck.
However, the best thing about it is that I can get into it without folding myself in half and I can wear a hat without the bill bumping the top of the windshield (and I’m of average height).
Nevertheless, I drive my wife’s Dodge Stratus on errands around town or on long trips because of the better gas mileage. My pickup truck is a godsend for sixty pieces of lumber, but it is definitely “overkill” for six bags of groceries.
P.S. August 19, 2007, my F-150 now has 112,000 miles, is a bit slower, and people still think it is new. However, I just spent $800 to have hidden rusty areas on the doors and back panels repaired. That cost beats making payments for a new vehicle. I drive it much less now because I carry big loads less often. We now drive my wife's 70,000 mile 2002 Prius whenever we don't take a bus. In fact I drive my truck so little that I have to get the oil changed at three months well before I've driven it another 3,000 miles.
©2000, 2007 Melvyn D. Magree
Well, the truck is long gone. I traded it in for a used 2008 Trailblazer. I bought the Trailblazer at a Chevy dealer from the same salesman (Dean Melbostad, now retired) who sold my the F-150 at a Ford dealer which had since gone out of business. I did see the buyer at the Post Office and he was pleased.
And now the Trailblazer is gone. I traded it in for a leased Toyota RAV4. The RAV4 has more gizmos than I ever dreamed of for the Trailblazer. The only fault I find with it is that the dial speedometer is hard to read with the headlights on, a practice I have had since I lived in Sweden. "Headlights on for safety."
What is a real Christian?
One who
Doesn’t throw the first stone,
Doesn’t pray in public to be seen by man,
Forgives others as he or she wants to be forgiven,
Helps someone not like him or her.
I won't say who follows or doesn't follow these guidelines: judge not lest ye be judged.
Submitted as a comment to Roth Douthat's "Is There an Evangelical Crisis".
Doesn’t throw the first stone,
Doesn’t pray in public to be seen by man,
Forgives others as he or she wants to be forgiven,
Helps someone not like him or her.
I won't say who follows or doesn't follow these guidelines: judge not lest ye be judged.
Submitted as a comment to Roth Douthat's "Is There an Evangelical Crisis".
Saturday, November 25, 2017
I Was a Federal Bureaucrat
Originally published in the
Northland Reader
now the
Reader Weekly
July 20, 2000
It is popular to complain about government bureaucrats, either as picky, intrusive inspectors or lazy, can’t-be-bothered office clerks. I’ve always felt these complaints were overblown because most of my dealings with government employees have been with friendly people trying to provide a service. After years working for a large corporation and running my own tiny business, I finally went over to the “other side.” I became a federal bureaucrat.
In December I took the test to become a Census worker. I didn’t hear anything until March when I was asked if I would like to work part-time in the evening; I declined. I was called again for part-time evening work and I declined. The last week in April I was called to be a payroll data entry clerk from 12 to 9. I thought that I had better accept on the third try or I might never be called again. I was to start May 1 at $7.50/hour with a night premium of 75 cents for work after 6:00 p.m.
I first filled out a stack of forms on my own behalf including deductions for income tax, an electronic payroll deposit form, and a confidentiality agreement. Because I signed this last form, I can’t tell you anything about the information that I saw without permission of the legal counsel of the Bureau of the Census.
I was shown how to check enumerators’ and clerks’ daily time sheets and then batch them for data entry. My job was a control to make sure people were not paid too much but also not too little and that they were reimbursed for any expenses that they incurred. When I had no time sheets to check, I filed just about every piece of paper an employee signed. The time sheets were the highest priority so that employees would be paid on schedule.
After a week I was transferred to “Field” where another group of clerks audited the census returns. Our job was to check that the number of people on the front was the same as number of people named inside and the same as number of people on the back. If no people were at the residence, we were to check that other appropriate information was given such as the enumerator couldn’t find the address or that it was a vacation residence. We also had to check that a minimum number of questions were answered.
This work was far more interesting, almost too interesting. It was hard not to read the forms for the variety of information people gave. I soon developed a soft focus that allowed me to just check if sufficient information was given.
On the other hand this work was sporadic. We would sit around reading or chatting because we had processed all the returns. Then a courier or a crew leader would come in with a small stack or a cartload of forms, and away we would go. Some nights we would complete everything by quitting time; other nights we would leave some to the day staff.
But far more interesting than the information on the census returns were the people who worked for the Census. Not only were we diverse in the political sense of black, white, and Indian, but the real sense of a wide range of backgrounds, interests, and hopes. We had veterans who had been all over the world and people who never left the region. We had people who never went to college and a Ph.D. We had school teachers, choral singers, and political activists. Each of them had interesting stories and I’m sorry that I don’t have space for more.
Will, not his real name, was an air traffic controller. Will was a “gypsy”, meaning that he would be assigned to various airports on an as needed basis. His most harrowing experience was when he had just plugged in his microphone and headset when a DC-10 lost an engine at O’Hare. He was at Oshkosh handling the big fly-in when President Reagan fired all the air traffic controllers. The Experimental Aircraft Association, an organizer of the Oshkosh flyin, returned his application and check.
Carla Bayerl was with the Air Force for 22 years. She started as an Integrated Avionics Components Specialist (electronics technician). She spent the last 14 years on a mobility team. The team was on call for search and recovery after a crash. At the same time, she also managed base residences, food services, and a recreation and fitness center.. She had assignments in Arizona, Alaska, California, Germany, Italy, and Greece. She is a country music fan and is now developing a business booking country and other bands.
Cade Raukar is a recent graduate of University of North Dakota in Criminal Justice. He took some additional courses in his field this spring. He is also in the National Guard as a tanker, his current position is as a gunner. He is now working as corrections officer in the St. Louis County Jail.
Jerry Hess was a newspaper and magazine editor. He had worked for the Austin (MN) Daily Herald , the Ft. Wayne (IN) Journal-Gazette, and the Star Tribune. He was the editor for many years of Snack Food Magazine, a trade journal, when the publisher decided to move it to another state.
Chuck Thompson was a country and pop DJ and talk show host in Litchfield and Willmar for five years. He was dropped from one station when his ratings dropped. He jokes that his successor lasted two weeks. One of his highlights was interviewing Kevin McHale, general manager of the Timberwolves. He is now a freshman basketball coach at Esko. He plans to start next fall at University of Wisconsin at Superior to finish his degree in elementary education.
So, the next time that someone complains about government bureaucrats, remind that person that the bureaucrats are employees like most of the rest of us. They have a wide range of hopes and concerns, needs and interests. And like the rest of us, they are doing the best they can in a situation in which somebody else made the rules.
©2000, 2007 Melvyn D. Magree
Northland Reader
now the
Reader Weekly
July 20, 2000
It is popular to complain about government bureaucrats, either as picky, intrusive inspectors or lazy, can’t-be-bothered office clerks. I’ve always felt these complaints were overblown because most of my dealings with government employees have been with friendly people trying to provide a service. After years working for a large corporation and running my own tiny business, I finally went over to the “other side.” I became a federal bureaucrat.
In December I took the test to become a Census worker. I didn’t hear anything until March when I was asked if I would like to work part-time in the evening; I declined. I was called again for part-time evening work and I declined. The last week in April I was called to be a payroll data entry clerk from 12 to 9. I thought that I had better accept on the third try or I might never be called again. I was to start May 1 at $7.50/hour with a night premium of 75 cents for work after 6:00 p.m.
I first filled out a stack of forms on my own behalf including deductions for income tax, an electronic payroll deposit form, and a confidentiality agreement. Because I signed this last form, I can’t tell you anything about the information that I saw without permission of the legal counsel of the Bureau of the Census.
I was shown how to check enumerators’ and clerks’ daily time sheets and then batch them for data entry. My job was a control to make sure people were not paid too much but also not too little and that they were reimbursed for any expenses that they incurred. When I had no time sheets to check, I filed just about every piece of paper an employee signed. The time sheets were the highest priority so that employees would be paid on schedule.
After a week I was transferred to “Field” where another group of clerks audited the census returns. Our job was to check that the number of people on the front was the same as number of people named inside and the same as number of people on the back. If no people were at the residence, we were to check that other appropriate information was given such as the enumerator couldn’t find the address or that it was a vacation residence. We also had to check that a minimum number of questions were answered.
This work was far more interesting, almost too interesting. It was hard not to read the forms for the variety of information people gave. I soon developed a soft focus that allowed me to just check if sufficient information was given.
On the other hand this work was sporadic. We would sit around reading or chatting because we had processed all the returns. Then a courier or a crew leader would come in with a small stack or a cartload of forms, and away we would go. Some nights we would complete everything by quitting time; other nights we would leave some to the day staff.
But far more interesting than the information on the census returns were the people who worked for the Census. Not only were we diverse in the political sense of black, white, and Indian, but the real sense of a wide range of backgrounds, interests, and hopes. We had veterans who had been all over the world and people who never left the region. We had people who never went to college and a Ph.D. We had school teachers, choral singers, and political activists. Each of them had interesting stories and I’m sorry that I don’t have space for more.
Will, not his real name, was an air traffic controller. Will was a “gypsy”, meaning that he would be assigned to various airports on an as needed basis. His most harrowing experience was when he had just plugged in his microphone and headset when a DC-10 lost an engine at O’Hare. He was at Oshkosh handling the big fly-in when President Reagan fired all the air traffic controllers. The Experimental Aircraft Association, an organizer of the Oshkosh flyin, returned his application and check.
Carla Bayerl was with the Air Force for 22 years. She started as an Integrated Avionics Components Specialist (electronics technician). She spent the last 14 years on a mobility team. The team was on call for search and recovery after a crash. At the same time, she also managed base residences, food services, and a recreation and fitness center.. She had assignments in Arizona, Alaska, California, Germany, Italy, and Greece. She is a country music fan and is now developing a business booking country and other bands.
Cade Raukar is a recent graduate of University of North Dakota in Criminal Justice. He took some additional courses in his field this spring. He is also in the National Guard as a tanker, his current position is as a gunner. He is now working as corrections officer in the St. Louis County Jail.
Jerry Hess was a newspaper and magazine editor. He had worked for the Austin (MN) Daily Herald , the Ft. Wayne (IN) Journal-Gazette, and the Star Tribune. He was the editor for many years of Snack Food Magazine, a trade journal, when the publisher decided to move it to another state.
Chuck Thompson was a country and pop DJ and talk show host in Litchfield and Willmar for five years. He was dropped from one station when his ratings dropped. He jokes that his successor lasted two weeks. One of his highlights was interviewing Kevin McHale, general manager of the Timberwolves. He is now a freshman basketball coach at Esko. He plans to start next fall at University of Wisconsin at Superior to finish his degree in elementary education.
So, the next time that someone complains about government bureaucrats, remind that person that the bureaucrats are employees like most of the rest of us. They have a wide range of hopes and concerns, needs and interests. And like the rest of us, they are doing the best they can in a situation in which somebody else made the rules.
©2000, 2007 Melvyn D. Magree
More computer woes
After I installed Norton Anti-Virus, I decided to upgrade to put it on some other devices. I have yet to successfully do so. I sent the following letter to Symantec:
I thought adding new devices to my Norton Anti-Virus subscription would be a piece of cake. It has been a nightmare of changing circumstances. Somewhere along the line, even the email address on my subscription was changed to I know not what.
I really prefer using email to ask questions, but your only choices are Chat Room or telephone call. Both of these put the customer and employee under pressure to keep doing something. Haste makes waste.
I have been going around and around trying to follow the directions for installing Norton on additional devices. It has devolved into just giving me the choice to buy it from the App Store.
Please email me detailed instructions on how to get my email account recognized again and to install Norton Anti-Virus on an iPad mini, and iPad, and an iPhone.
- End of letter
I tried again today at a coffee shop to put Norton Antivirus on my wife’s iPad Mini. Everything worked fine until I was taken to the App Store. I forget the details, but the App Store hung up after I put in my wife’s credit card info. Why a credit card was needed for a free download, I don’t know I finally turned her iPad off.
Later I tried to make a donation to a local charity. I made a mistake typing in the credit card number, and it turned to box to a rose background. It was really hard to see what corrections I was making. I eventually got all the correct information in and pressed the “Donate” button. Nothing happened. The only way I got out of that as to close the window. This is the first time that such a glitch has occurred on the site.
After reading many of the comments to https://www.yahoo.com/finance/news/many-apples-design-innovations-make-products-worse-195651509.html, I don’t feel so badly. But Apple doesn’t see to be listening to “The Rest of Us”.
I thought adding new devices to my Norton Anti-Virus subscription would be a piece of cake. It has been a nightmare of changing circumstances. Somewhere along the line, even the email address on my subscription was changed to I know not what.
I really prefer using email to ask questions, but your only choices are Chat Room or telephone call. Both of these put the customer and employee under pressure to keep doing something. Haste makes waste.
I have been going around and around trying to follow the directions for installing Norton on additional devices. It has devolved into just giving me the choice to buy it from the App Store.
Please email me detailed instructions on how to get my email account recognized again and to install Norton Anti-Virus on an iPad mini, and iPad, and an iPhone.
- End of letter
I tried again today at a coffee shop to put Norton Antivirus on my wife’s iPad Mini. Everything worked fine until I was taken to the App Store. I forget the details, but the App Store hung up after I put in my wife’s credit card info. Why a credit card was needed for a free download, I don’t know I finally turned her iPad off.
Later I tried to make a donation to a local charity. I made a mistake typing in the credit card number, and it turned to box to a rose background. It was really hard to see what corrections I was making. I eventually got all the correct information in and pressed the “Donate” button. Nothing happened. The only way I got out of that as to close the window. This is the first time that such a glitch has occurred on the site.
After reading many of the comments to https://www.yahoo.com/finance/news/many-apples-design-innovations-make-products-worse-195651509.html, I don’t feel so badly. But Apple doesn’t see to be listening to “The Rest of Us”.
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
A comedy of frustration
Almost two weeks ago we drove to our cabin to get more firewood and change the blade on our chipper. The latter was to set it up for winter storage.
After I hit a deer in March, I’ve been leery of driving alone. I try to go only when my “eagle-eye” wife can also watch for deer. She is pretty good at seeing deer dozens of feet from the road and even calls attention to deer busy eating dozens of feet from the road.
But, probably close to where I hit the deer in March, another deer was in front of the car. I slammed on the brakes, hit the deer, and then it was standing well off the road wondering what happened. I got out and checked the front end but found nothing even scratched.
We continued on to our cabin and discovered a snowplow mound of snow across our drive. OK, I’ll get out the shovel in back and clear it off.
Except there was no shovel in the back. We hadn’t put it in before we left.
OK, I’ll get the snowblower. It had started with only a couple of pulls a few weeks ago. I uncovered it, pushed the primer a few times, and pulled the starter cord. One times, two times, three times… Nothing!
I pushed it back to the cabin in order to plug it in. Even though there was not much snow, it still was an effort to get the wheels to turn.
i unburied the cord from under the splitter and plugged it into the outside outlet and into the snowblower. The power-on light on the cord didn’t come on. With a bit of wiggling, I got it to come on. I plugged it into the snow blower and pushed the ignition button. Nothing! Not even a few turnovers.
So, I grabbed a snow shovel and went back to the road. My wife had used a little shovel that belongs in her car to clear a goodly amount of the snow. I used the bigger shovel to get more out of the way.
Finally we were able to drive into our parking space and unload the car.
We ate our lunch and then I went back out to put the snowblower back by the parking space. As I started to heave it along, I noticed that the electric cord was not attached to the spark plug!
I put the cord back on the spark plug, and I think I had the snowblower going in three pulls.
The good news was that I was able to work on getting the chipper blade off. I had already spent three weekends trying to loosen the nuts holding it in place. I used two different kinds of penetrating oil. Now I came armed with acetone and a ten-inch breaker bar. The hardware store recommended acetone to loosen the blue Loctite, supply the level that could be loosened with hand tools.
I decided to try the breaker bar first. It is long-handled socket wrench.
Would you believe that the nuts loosened with only three or so pushes?
I took the nuts and bolts off the flywheel and the chipper knife, the latter well-nicked. And I managed not to drop the knife to the bottom of the housing as I pulled it out. That would be lots finagling to get it past the flywheel.
I didn’t put the sharp knife on. Our time was running short. I sort of stuffed all the tools and parts into the shed and covered the chipper up. I did take off the battery and the solar charging panel to take home to a warm basement.
Putting the chipper back together will have to wait until spring. ’Tis a pity! We have a huge pile of balsam boughs to chip.
After I hit a deer in March, I’ve been leery of driving alone. I try to go only when my “eagle-eye” wife can also watch for deer. She is pretty good at seeing deer dozens of feet from the road and even calls attention to deer busy eating dozens of feet from the road.
But, probably close to where I hit the deer in March, another deer was in front of the car. I slammed on the brakes, hit the deer, and then it was standing well off the road wondering what happened. I got out and checked the front end but found nothing even scratched.
We continued on to our cabin and discovered a snowplow mound of snow across our drive. OK, I’ll get out the shovel in back and clear it off.
Except there was no shovel in the back. We hadn’t put it in before we left.
OK, I’ll get the snowblower. It had started with only a couple of pulls a few weeks ago. I uncovered it, pushed the primer a few times, and pulled the starter cord. One times, two times, three times… Nothing!
I pushed it back to the cabin in order to plug it in. Even though there was not much snow, it still was an effort to get the wheels to turn.
i unburied the cord from under the splitter and plugged it into the outside outlet and into the snowblower. The power-on light on the cord didn’t come on. With a bit of wiggling, I got it to come on. I plugged it into the snow blower and pushed the ignition button. Nothing! Not even a few turnovers.
So, I grabbed a snow shovel and went back to the road. My wife had used a little shovel that belongs in her car to clear a goodly amount of the snow. I used the bigger shovel to get more out of the way.
Finally we were able to drive into our parking space and unload the car.
We ate our lunch and then I went back out to put the snowblower back by the parking space. As I started to heave it along, I noticed that the electric cord was not attached to the spark plug!
I put the cord back on the spark plug, and I think I had the snowblower going in three pulls.
The good news was that I was able to work on getting the chipper blade off. I had already spent three weekends trying to loosen the nuts holding it in place. I used two different kinds of penetrating oil. Now I came armed with acetone and a ten-inch breaker bar. The hardware store recommended acetone to loosen the blue Loctite, supply the level that could be loosened with hand tools.
I decided to try the breaker bar first. It is long-handled socket wrench.
Would you believe that the nuts loosened with only three or so pushes?
I took the nuts and bolts off the flywheel and the chipper knife, the latter well-nicked. And I managed not to drop the knife to the bottom of the housing as I pulled it out. That would be lots finagling to get it past the flywheel.
I didn’t put the sharp knife on. Our time was running short. I sort of stuffed all the tools and parts into the shed and covered the chipper up. I did take off the battery and the solar charging panel to take home to a warm basement.
Putting the chipper back together will have to wait until spring. ’Tis a pity! We have a huge pile of balsam boughs to chip.
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Friday, November 17, 2017
Would you rather pay low taxes or be happy?
The AARP latest news page has a list of the five happiest states. Minnesota is number one. Minnesota is also among the higher taxed states.
Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes supposedly said, “I like taxes; they buy me civilization.”
The other four states are Utah, Hawaii California, and Nebraska. The full list is at https://wallethub.com/edu/happiest-states/6959/. I’ll let you draw your own conclusions about the rankings. This site also has the best and worst rankings for a few more categories; taxes were not among them.
Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes supposedly said, “I like taxes; they buy me civilization.”
The other four states are Utah, Hawaii California, and Nebraska. The full list is at https://wallethub.com/edu/happiest-states/6959/. I’ll let you draw your own conclusions about the rankings. This site also has the best and worst rankings for a few more categories; taxes were not among them.
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Bus driving, long hours but interesting times
Bus
driving, long hours but interesting times
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published as
Oh, the bus driver's lot is not a happy one
in the
Nortland Reader
now the
Reader Weekly
August 31, 2000
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published as
Oh, the bus driver's lot is not a happy one
in the
Nortland Reader
now the
Reader Weekly
August 31, 2000
Would you like a job that may pay over $18,000 per year that requires a moderate skill level, has some variety, and let’s you meet lots of people? Try bus driving. You have several opportunities in the Northland area from driving a mini-coach to a school bus to a city bus to an over-the-road coach.
The minimum requirements are being 18 or over (21 for some employers), having a valid driver’s license, passing a physical and a background check, and having a willingness to learn. The larger employers will train you and pay you at least minimum wage for your training time. Training varies from one to two weeks for school bus to five weeks with DTA.
If you like kids the best place to start is with a school district or a school bus company. The Duluth Public Schools are not currently hiring but Ken Willms, manager of transportation, says that could change anytime. Voyageur Bus Company is hiring according to Josh Penshak, the trainer at Voyageur.
Your starting pay at Voyageur would be $8.75 per hour; after several years experience you might get about $12.50. Your usual schedule would be about 6:30 to 9:00 and 2:00 to 4:30. Your actual schedule would vary according to the route you picked at the beginning of the school year.
Note: most of what follows is based on my own experience with Medicine Lake Lines and Ryder in the Twin Cities. Medicine Lake Lines/Ryder operated school buses, mini-coaches, and transit buses. It may not be exactly the same as you would find in Duluth.
You might find your training a piece of cake or you might wonder if you’ll ever do it right. Persistence really helps. It took me seven days before my school bus trainer would let me be tested. Even then I took one left turn on the test too wide and had to back up in the intersection. Would you believe that three years later I was training others in transit buses?
After you finish your training and have your Class B commercial driver’s license (CDL) in hand, you will be assigned a route. For the first few days you will be accompanied by an experienced driver as you learn the route. I don’t know why but in my car I could generally find my way around but with a school bus it took three days to learn my first route. Three years later, I was often handed a route copy and asked to substitute on a route in ten minutes or less. Duluth with its grid pattern of streets should be easier than the labyrinths of Twin Cities suburbs.
One of the jobs of a growing child is to test limits. School bus riders are no exception. Fortunately, on most routes you’ll find those who get obnoxious are the exception. A word from you will suffice to get many kids to sit facing forward and talking quietly. But if you have some seemingly incorrigible kids, you have many tools that are covered under “student management” in your training.
You can find a safe place to pull the bus over and have a chat with the miscreant. Or, you can write the student up and let the school deal with him or her. One of my most satisfying experiences was, after a particularly obnoxious sixth grader returned from a two-day bus suspension, he apologized and was very helpful thereafter.
You might be able to get more work hours with charters. I can’t say what kind of charter work you would get in Duluth. I know I had a wide variety in the Twin Cities from school outings to ferrying the cast and crew of “West Side Story”, the latter charter being a story in itself. You might also be a minor hero just by keeping your cool when a student breaks her arm on an outing.
Your success as a bus driver depends more on your attitude than anything else. If you have a positive, problem-solving attitude, you will be a successful bus driver. The bus drivers who didn’t succeed were often their own worst enemies. One driver who I had trained got mad at another driver and didn’t show up. I was disappointed because she had showed such great promise. Another driver deliberately rammed the bus in front of him; fortunately no students were in either bus but the other driver was out for at least three weeks. I know the ramming driver was immediately fired; I don’t know if any charges were made.
On the other hand, I knew many drivers who had been driving ten to twenty years and came to work every morning with a smile on their face. I know if we hadn’t moved to Duluth I would probably still be driving from the terminal now owned by the British company First Group.
Do I miss bus driving? Yes and no.
Although I normally get up at six, I don’t miss getting up at five or even earlier. I also don’t miss the split shift, spending 15-20 minutes to drive home, spending an hour or two on a task, and then driving back, and getting home finally at 6:30 or a later in the evening. I don’t miss the rowdy kids. And I don’t miss the routes where I barely met the schedule and wondered when I’d get my next break.
But I do miss the easy charters where I nap, eat lunch, or read. I do miss being in control of a big machine. Every morning when I pulled out of the garage I felt a sense of pride: hey! I can do this! And of course I miss the people. The chats and chess games in the drivers’ room. The passengers who always had a friendly greeting. The seniors who appreciated help with their groceries. And of course, I miss getting paid to drive to interesting places.
But although the pay isn’t as great, I’d rather write about bus driving than do it.
©2000, 2007 Melvyn D. Magree
Sunday, November 12, 2017
Quote of the day (Misuse of the Bible)
“When Christians cite the Bible to defend child molestation, Jesus should sue for defamation.”
https://www.nytimes.com/2017/11/10/opinion/roy-moore-sexual-assault.html
Nicholas Kristof, New York Times, 2017-11-10
See also "Real Christians exist, they just rarely make the news".
https://www.nytimes.com/2017/11/10/opinion/roy-moore-sexual-assault.html
Nicholas Kristof, New York Times, 2017-11-10
See also "Real Christians exist, they just rarely make the news".
Dollar a gallon gas?
Oil ends lower as U.S. drillers add to rig count
2017-11-10 2:43 PM ET (MarketWatch)
Trump wants to open up Alaskan oil.
Will gasoline be down to a dollar per gallon?
Remember that many North Dakota drillers gave up because it was not profitable for them. Then OPEC dropped its production and prices got better for U.S. oil. See https://www.npr.org/2017/05/24/529852301/boom-time-again-for-u-s-oil-industry-thanks-to-opec.
As the above MarketWatch item states, more production lowers prices.
2017-11-10 2:43 PM ET (MarketWatch)
Trump wants to open up Alaskan oil.
Will gasoline be down to a dollar per gallon?
Remember that many North Dakota drillers gave up because it was not profitable for them. Then OPEC dropped its production and prices got better for U.S. oil. See https://www.npr.org/2017/05/24/529852301/boom-time-again-for-u-s-oil-industry-thanks-to-opec.
As the above MarketWatch item states, more production lowers prices.
Has Apple left the “rest of us” behind?
I am sending the following paper letter to Tim Cook, CEO of Apple.
Tim Cook
Apple
1 Infinite Loop
Cupertino CA 95014
Dear Mr. Cook,
It is 1984 and Apple is Big Brother!
I have been debugging software, my own and others’, for fifty-nine years. In 1983 I left corporate life to work on personal computers. Some of them were more difficult to program than the main-frames I had worked on.
Then came Apple and the Macintosh in 1984. By September I had my first Mac (and a Lisa). Pascal was a joy of simplicity, even if I had to do it through the Lisa. Every time a new Mac came out, I was eager to buy one as soon as possible. More storage, more speed. Hurray!
One of the standing jokes was that Mac owners didn’t need manuals because of WIMP. About the only thing I needed a manual for was how to use diacritical marks in text (åäéñ).
Then OS X came. I never did recover everything that I had on my on-the-floor box. For awhile, I did upgrade to a new OS X. But changes started making old stuff obsolete. Or changes were rather gratuitous. Did iPhoto really need new background colors? Did iPhoto need to change how photos were annotated? It seems that changes were made more to keep programmers busy than give the users truly better software.
I’ve been in that position before. I didn’t want to maintain the old mainframe software; I wanted to work on the new hardware.
I have a long list of peeves of how Apple software changed gratuitously from simple one-step operations to operations with a hidden second step. I got to the point that I would only change major levels of software when I bought a new computer.
Then, either deliberately or accidentally, I upgraded to Sierra on my lap top. Fortunately I was at a coffee shop with unlimited internet access instead of at home with a limited monthly access. One of the big surprises was that Sierra dumped all of my Document folder to iCloud!! It was lots of “fun” moving it back to my MacBook Air. I know lots of people who would have to go to Geek Squad or other help professionals to get through this.
My wife’s iMac is swiftly deteriorating. Again, we have to do a lot of fussing to move data to my old MacBook Pro. The disk drive no longer works. Fortunately, we have some large capacity thumb drives so we were able to move her Document folder to the MacBook Pro.
And thumb drives get me to another of my Apple peeves. If one pulls out a thumb drive without “deleting” it, all the data is lost. This is really a 1984 nightmare.
How many of “the rest of us” has Apple left behind?
Tim Cook
Apple
1 Infinite Loop
Cupertino CA 95014
Dear Mr. Cook,
It is 1984 and Apple is Big Brother!
I have been debugging software, my own and others’, for fifty-nine years. In 1983 I left corporate life to work on personal computers. Some of them were more difficult to program than the main-frames I had worked on.
Then came Apple and the Macintosh in 1984. By September I had my first Mac (and a Lisa). Pascal was a joy of simplicity, even if I had to do it through the Lisa. Every time a new Mac came out, I was eager to buy one as soon as possible. More storage, more speed. Hurray!
One of the standing jokes was that Mac owners didn’t need manuals because of WIMP. About the only thing I needed a manual for was how to use diacritical marks in text (åäéñ).
Then OS X came. I never did recover everything that I had on my on-the-floor box. For awhile, I did upgrade to a new OS X. But changes started making old stuff obsolete. Or changes were rather gratuitous. Did iPhoto really need new background colors? Did iPhoto need to change how photos were annotated? It seems that changes were made more to keep programmers busy than give the users truly better software.
I’ve been in that position before. I didn’t want to maintain the old mainframe software; I wanted to work on the new hardware.
I have a long list of peeves of how Apple software changed gratuitously from simple one-step operations to operations with a hidden second step. I got to the point that I would only change major levels of software when I bought a new computer.
Then, either deliberately or accidentally, I upgraded to Sierra on my lap top. Fortunately I was at a coffee shop with unlimited internet access instead of at home with a limited monthly access. One of the big surprises was that Sierra dumped all of my Document folder to iCloud!! It was lots of “fun” moving it back to my MacBook Air. I know lots of people who would have to go to Geek Squad or other help professionals to get through this.
My wife’s iMac is swiftly deteriorating. Again, we have to do a lot of fussing to move data to my old MacBook Pro. The disk drive no longer works. Fortunately, we have some large capacity thumb drives so we were able to move her Document folder to the MacBook Pro.
And thumb drives get me to another of my Apple peeves. If one pulls out a thumb drive without “deleting” it, all the data is lost. This is really a 1984 nightmare.
How many of “the rest of us” has Apple left behind?
Wednesday, November 08, 2017
Se sei russo, vai via!
Devo dire di più?
Non credo che questo blog sia così interessante per italiani.
Non credo che questo blog sia così interessante per italiani.
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Tuesday, November 07, 2017
Is the Internet overhyped?
Is
the Internet overhyped?
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published in
Northland Reader
now
Reader Weekly
May 25, 2000
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published in
Northland Reader
now
Reader Weekly
May 25, 2000
“We know we must connect all our classrooms to the Internet...” (Pres. William J. Clinton, State of the Union Address, January 27, 2000) (1)
Really? The band room? The wood shop? The English class?
Does the band room need Internet access to provide music? Or would the money be better spent on buying sheet music and acquiring and maintaining instruments?
Does the wood shop need Internet access to provide project plans? Or would the money be better spent on acquiring and maintaining tools?
Does the English class need Internet access to provide copies of Shakespeare? Or would the money be better spent on buying hardcover copies of Shakespeare, Richard Wright, and Ursula K. Le Guin?
Clinton’s statement and similar statements by many others are indicative more of a mania to adopt the “latest and greatest” without thinking through all the consequences. This mania is seen both in government and private organizations. Sometimes it comes from the top down, sometimes from the bottom up.
“OK, Mr. Author, if the Internet is such a mania, how come you make so much use of it for your articles? And if you use it, shouldn’t school kids learn to use it?” Yes and no.
Yes, the Internet can be a wonderful tool, but it can also be a great waste of time. “A library is where you go to find facts. The web is more like a garage sale: it's possible you'll find what you want, but only with a lot of digging, searching, and wading through things that smell funny.” (2)
I found out just how true this was in researching this article. I’ll come back to this later.
No, school children can learn to use the Internet at anytime in their lives. I am active in the University for Seniors at UMD. Many of the members are using computers for a wide variety of tasks. Many of them first used a personal computer within the last ten years. The successful users among them have two common traits: a love of learning and an ability to type.
“Even some usually pro-technology types, like Apple Computer Co. founder Steven Jobs, have expressed doubts [about computers in schools], suggesting that what students need is more classroom focus on basics like writing and mathematics and higher-level skills such as critical thinking.” (3)
Because Frank James paraphrased Steve Jobs, I wanted to find Jobs’ own words. I did a search with Alta Vista for “critical thinking”, “steve jobs” “apple”, and “education”. Alta Vista found 39 web pages. The first page was an Apple page of “Hot News”. I searched it for “critical thinking”, but it had changed! It was the only Apple page of the thirty-nine.
I checked a few other pages, but most of them “smelled funny”. So, I decided to start with Apple’s home page and search within Apple’s own site. I did a search of “critical thinking, steve jobs”, but my browser (Internet Explorer 4.5 for the Macintosh) wouldn’t load the page! The URL (or address) that Apple’s search feature created was so long that it wouldn’t even fit in the error message window! I couldn’t even search for “Jobs”!!!
One of the Internet success stories is Amazon.com, a bookseller! In fact, if you do a search for something on the internet, you are quite likely to find reviews of books on the subject rather than the text as written by the original authors. Of course, you can search the Internet for free because the search site depends heavily on revenues from booksellers who want to sell you books on the subject of your choice.
One of the most optimistic works on the future of technology is Bill Gates’ The Road Ahead. It is available in good old-fashioned paper form. The only way to get the electronic form (a CD-ROM) is to buy the book. I searched for “the road ahead” on the internet, and no Microsoft page was in the first 10 pages of the 3,997 found. I went to Microsoft’s home page and did a search for “the road ahead”. The first 10 pages of the 67 found were not the text of the book. I did find that the CD-ROM might have an error! (However, on August 2, 2007, the page describing the error is no longer available.) (
Should computers be in schools at all? Of course computers should be in schools, in appropriate places. The first is in typing, sorry, keyboarding. Who wants to learn to type on a big heavy mechanical typewriter like I did over 40 years ago? But we don’t need to have the latest, biggest, fastest computers to teach typing. Even a Commodore 64 can do that. The second is in the library as an addition to a great, humongous collection of books.
For it is from books and great mentors that we learn writing, mathematics, and critical thinking. Let us make sure we have well-stocked libraries and highly-respected teachers. When we have achieved those two goals, then maybe we can think about adding computers.
(1)I accessed this quote May 4, 2000 at http://www.whitehouse.gov/WH/SOTU00/sotu-text.html. That page is no longer available. I imagine each President deletes his predecessor's records after the National Archives has copied them. However, the Clinton library's copy of the speech does not have that phrase or any other mention of connecting classrooms to the Internet! After an exchange of emails with an archivist I learned that there is a briefing copy and a transcript. My search had only turned up the briefing copy. The archivist gave me the link to The American Presidency Project's copy. and the correct link in the Clinton library. I couldn't find the latter because I searched on the date of the speech, but the speech was indexed under the date of inclusion into the web site! Searching the web is not always a solo endeavour.
(2) “Kev's Collection of Cool Quotes”, Kevin Killion, accessed August 2, 2007. Kevin moved from the URL that I originally had.
(3) “Plan to wire all schools to Internet falls behind”, Chicago Tribune Online, Frank James, Chicago Tribune Washington Bureau, June 22, 1999, file available in Chicago Tribune paid archive.
©2000, 2007 Melvyn D. Magree
Monday, November 06, 2017
Don’t throw your vote away. Vote on 11/6
Odd year elections are decided by turnout more than the even year elections. If you stay away, you are even more likely to get your least liked candidate.
If you live in Virginia, this applies very much to you. It is a election that will be decided more by who stays away than by who shows up. If you don’t live in Virginia but have friends or relatives in Virginia, please remind them to vote.
My wife, an election judge, thinks I am too negative with this sentiment. But if I don’t shout it from the rooftops…
If you live in Virginia, this applies very much to you. It is a election that will be decided more by who stays away than by who shows up. If you don’t live in Virginia but have friends or relatives in Virginia, please remind them to vote.
My wife, an election judge, thinks I am too negative with this sentiment. But if I don’t shout it from the rooftops…
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Terrorism a “mental health problem”?
Trump has already pronounced this a “mental health” problem, and not a “guns situation.”
"Trump says Texas shooting is a problem of mental health, not guns", Ashley Parker, Washington Post, 2017-11-06.
Is ISIS-induced terrorism a “mental health” problem and not a religious problem?
"Trump says Texas shooting is a problem of mental health, not guns", Ashley Parker, Washington Post, 2017-11-06.
Is ISIS-induced terrorism a “mental health” problem and not a religious problem?
Thursday, November 02, 2017
Ro Khanna: a Congressman to watch
Links and links
I was reading “Silicon Valley Can’t Destroy Democracy Without Our Help” by Emily Parker in the New York Times. . She referred to a Washington Post article by Rep. Ro Khanna, “Trump beat Silicon Valley at its own game. Now it must prove itself.”, 2017-10-16, I then went to his Congressional web site. His about page gives some history and views. Among other things, he has refused PAC money. I hope he goes far.
I was reading “Silicon Valley Can’t Destroy Democracy Without Our Help” by Emily Parker in the New York Times. . She referred to a Washington Post article by Rep. Ro Khanna, “Trump beat Silicon Valley at its own game. Now it must prove itself.”, 2017-10-16, I then went to his Congressional web site. His about page gives some history and views. Among other things, he has refused PAC money. I hope he goes far.
Was public smoking decreased by market forces or ordinances?
Yeah, smoking is awful, but let the market decide
Melvyn D. Magree
Originally published in
Reader Weekly
May 11, 2000
I am in sympathy with Greg Gilbert’s and others desire to have smoke free restaurants. Second hand smoke does not make for a pleasant dining or drinking experience. Many no-smoking areas in restaurants are a joke. How can you have a no-smoking table next to a smoking table or even in the same room?
I’ve been at Hacienda del Sol where one smoker three tables away contaminated the whole room. I always asked to be seated in the back room at Louis’ on London road because the smoke from half of the front room contaminates the whole room. During a long wait for a table at Blackwoods I didn’t bother to get drinks from the smoke-filled bar. And I only stop at Hugo’s in Brimson if I’m sure I’ll be the only one at the bar.
I’ve talked to servers who detest working in the smoking areas. They say they have to wash their hair when they get home so they can stand themselves. And I’ve talked to owners who would rather operate as non-smoking but think they will see less business if they do.
With a no-smoking ordinance, many restaurant owners and employees will be very pleased. It will level the playing field for them. On the other hand, some restaurant owners who feel strongly that a no-smoking ordinance is an intrusion into the operation of their businesses will wink at patrons who smoke in their establishments. And smokers who feel strongly about their “right” to smoke will gravitate towards those establishments.
How much effort and money will the city be willing to expend to ensure the ordinance is obeyed uniformly? Even if the city were willing to make a big effort to expend the effort, could not those resources be better used elsewhere, say on sidewalks and alleys? Also enforcement would work in some quarters to further increase disrespect and distrust of government. This in turn further erodes our ability to have a civil society.
It may take a bit longer, but a private anti-smoking campaign may be more successful and far cheaper than a city ordinance. A good start is the full page ad sponsored by the Twin Ports Youth and Tobacco Coalition on the back cover of the previous issue of the Northland Reader.
Other headlines for ads besides “Secondhand Smoke is Poisoning Our Children” could be “If Restaurants Take Pride in Their Food, Why Do They Let Smokers Contaminate It?” or “The Wine’s Bouquet Was Magnificient But the Air Was Foul Indeed ”.
Anti-smoking organizations could publish lists of smoke-free restaurants or even ratings on how truly “smoke-free” no-smoking sections are. They could also provide window signs for no-smoking restaurants that are a bit more inviting than “No Smoking” such as “We Value Our Food, Please Don’t Smoke.”
And we can all let management know what we think of their environment. If you are unhappy with the smoke in a restaurant, tell the manager. If you are pleased that a restaurant has a no smoking policy, tell the manager. And be sure to go back as often as you can.
If you don’t think it will work, consider all the fast food restaurants that are now smoke free. It was customers that got them to change, not ordinances. Now let’s work on the better restaurants.
If you think about it, market forces can provide solutions to some other problems that currently are going through courts or legislatures. Market action could provide solutions more quickly and cheaply than litigation and laws.
Postscript: 2017-11-02
Well, it seems we’ve had a combination of market forces and ordinances. It is really nice to not even worry about smoke, except possibly on a patio. And it’s great to walk into buildings without passing a phalanx of smokers.
Now if we can only get smokers to pay attention to the no smoking signs at bus stops. I’ve never had the nerve to ask smokers if I didn’t make them smoke why are they making me smoke!
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