Fact: I once had a big three layer yellow cake made with custard and crushed pinapple filling between the layers and a goldenrod colored icing with an outline of an apple on it and the word “Kaliste” written on it in white (english letters). I just left it in the break room to see what would happen.
People ate it, and told me about it, and speculated that maybe Apple was coming out with a cool new thing or something. I’m not sure that quite counts as discord.
The main problem of Russia’s modern identity or the absence thereof is rooted in its tragic history in the 20th century, when our people were subjected to a godless experiment, which the majority did not resist. This experiment destroyed faith, conscience, human dignity, the feeling of being part of a great history and bearers of these values – clergymen, aristocrats, intellectuals and the working peasantry. The best of Russia was done away with.
The Soviet Union created its own identity that had many good features. But the Soviet Union collapsed under the weight of its dysfunctional socialist economic model.
We had to survive after the collapse, and it was a miracle we did. I will never tire of repeating that the only possible explanation of why we did not descend into a bloody civil war and commit national suicide in the past 20 years is that the Lord forgave the Russian people the heinous sin of communism.
Heh. Will the survivors after our collapse find a new national identity ?
Before the election I posted “drive-by economic reports” of what I saw in my travels of Coastal Georgia. In “letters to Miss Emily” which I started after her young death but which morphed into a daily blog of my living of life.
I saw desolation everywhere but nearing the election? I got the feeling it just didn’t matter. People believed- wanted to believe– the pretty, happy pictures they saw on TV.
I have been expecting it for years now. But somehow, it has not happened. Is it because there is such a damper on production (because of the threats of Obamunistcare, regulations that are arbitrary and capricious, and the threatened global warming scam) that production remains below capacity?
The first significant economic memory I have was in 1981, which prices of goods stopped rising, and even started falling for many commodities (gasoline, dairy, produce).
I’m thinking less like Zimbabwe and more like Argentina. Which I suppose would make Michelle sort of like Evita, except that there’s really nothing -ita about Michelle.
Lucky you, Curmudgeon. Your first economic memories are of the Reagan years. I bought my first house in 1982 at 18% interest. It was like buying it with a credit card. Later, it was refinanced at 11%. Score! we thought.
Squid, I’m thinking more Japan’s “lost decade” meets Argentina. We’re practically giving money away to qualified borrowers, the stock market is artificially stimulated, and the printing press never stops at the Fed. Turn off the funny money supply and all the dominoes start to fall.
Oh, and agreed about Michelle. She is grande not chica.
Oops. I forgot to add the word “good”. My first significant GOOD economic memory was of Uncle Ron.
The Carter years I experienced as a kid, gave me economic memories too: watching my hard earned lawn and garden work money worth less and less as prices rose at the food eateries and the stereo record and tape shops. And the Soviets were on the march everywhere it seemed. And we would have a future of “limits” which I took to mean rationed fuel from here on out, and even worse when it was finally my turn to drive, if I even had the chance.
My kids thought I had been exaggerating about gas lines and odd/even days until we watched the movie “Miracle” about the 1980 Olympics and the US beating the filthy Russkis—which I had watched in real time back in the day. Hubs even shed a tear at the end.
I think you’re remembering Ford’s WIN (Whip Inflation Now) program or maybe wage and price controls that made life a misery until Uncle Ron grabbed the ship’s wheel from Jimmuh.
Chances this column would have run tomorrow if Bill Keller wrote it one day later: zero.
Don’t worry, Bill, the commissars understand this stuff happens. They won’t hold a misfortune of schedule against you, as as long as you’re effusive in your reversal.
“Dead in the water”…? It is kind of hard, I suppose, to make headway when your boat is at the bottom of the ocean.
I’m kind of feeling out going back to my old job just cause it’s like a million times more secure than this sort of start-up situation I’m in now
job security is the whole enchilada anymore
which I can’t eat cause of a.) carbs and b.) calories
we’ll see though
I’m just figuring out what my options are is all right now
but it’s a new way of thinking for me
I never thought this way when Mr. Bush was president
It gets even better: the market is all set to collapse.
Metrosexual types hit hardest.
How does this represent a changed situation from, oh, to pick a totally random date, November 6th 2012?
Not sure why anyone thinks James Pethokoukis is part of the problem.
Job security has always been an illusion. Unless you’re in Congress.
Jim’s charts are RAAAAACIST!
Last month’s 7.3% unemployment rate was the lowest since December of 2008 — back when it represented the highest reading in almost 16 years.
I kinda need that illusion to function properly
Well when the almost closed hatey christer bakery is offering day old bread you can say “no sir! ” and avoid some carbs out of principle.
OMG with the bakery
Job security has always been an illusion. Unless you’re in Congress.
Or an undertaker.
An undertaker can be put of business by a better undertaker, but a member of Congress?
Chartist Friend from Pittsburgh
August Labor Farce Update
THE CAKE IS A LIE!!!!
The cake is deeply, fundamentally, implacably subjective.
The cake is a kakistocrat.
Cakes is a three time Cy Young award winner.
Cake is one of those crappy “some guy is talking bad beat poetry over a lame groove thirty years too late” bands.
Fact: I once had a big three layer yellow cake made with custard and crushed pinapple filling between the layers and a goldenrod colored icing with an outline of an apple on it and the word “Kaliste” written on it in white (english letters). I just left it in the break room to see what would happen.
People ate it, and told me about it, and speculated that maybe Apple was coming out with a cool new thing or something. I’m not sure that quite counts as discord.
It’s discord and rhyme.
Well I suppose in a manner of speaking, they did eat the cake as if they were hungry like the wolf.
(Do da do do… do do do… do do do… do do do… )
It is only news to “The Reality Based Community” who seem to be having trouble relating to, you know, actual reality.
Cake is one of those crappy “some guy is talking bad beat poetry over a lame groove thirty years too late” bands.
But they do a cool cover of War Pigs… which is decidedly apropos of late.
Our surfeit of carbs is but a temporary postmodern phenomenon that can’t last. Menus, post collapse? Largo de Cerdo, Agua de Sudor.
OT, it’s a weekend. Two videos:
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=85a_1378335557 (Rio, a time-lapse; best full-screen)
vs.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5q3y5jYZ6V4 (Windmills of Your Mind)
READER POLL~!
Soul-searching for a National Identity…
Heh. Will the survivors after our collapse find a new national identity ?
They’ll be too busy blaming Bush and calling everyone “racist warmonger isolationists”.
But Honey Boo-Boo and SQUIRREL!
I weep.
Before the election I posted “drive-by economic reports” of what I saw in my travels of Coastal Georgia. In “letters to Miss Emily” which I started after her young death but which morphed into a daily blog of my living of life.
I saw desolation everywhere but nearing the election? I got the feeling it just didn’t matter. People believed- wanted to believe– the pretty, happy pictures they saw on TV.
RE: Palaomerus at 08:58 PM and McGehee at 09:38 PM on 06 September.
This is why I come here regularly: most of you guys can see the Fnords.
Oh!…BTW…
No smoking. No Spitting.
—The Mgt.
But when does the stagflation kick in? Everything the Obamunist has done would lead to it.
Soon. Inflation will make the late 70s-early 80s look like a warm up.
Helllloooooooooooooo, Zimbabwe!!
I have been expecting it for years now. But somehow, it has not happened. Is it because there is such a damper on production (because of the threats of Obamunistcare, regulations that are arbitrary and capricious, and the threatened global warming scam) that production remains below capacity?
The first significant economic memory I have was in 1981, which prices of goods stopped rising, and even started falling for many commodities (gasoline, dairy, produce).
I’m thinking less like Zimbabwe and more like Argentina. Which I suppose would make Michelle sort of like Evita, except that there’s really nothing -ita about Michelle.
Maybe they believe their own lies, but I know that Giron doesn’t because she knew me from that very first town hall. She knows I wasn’t planning a secret recall eight months in advance. She knows I’m a regular person. She knows all of us.”
“And even if we don’t win,” Head says, “it’s going to scare them. They should be scared.”
“I want them to be scared.”
Lucky you, Curmudgeon. Your first economic memories are of the Reagan years. I bought my first house in 1982 at 18% interest. It was like buying it with a credit card. Later, it was refinanced at 11%. Score! we thought.
Squid, I’m thinking more Japan’s “lost decade” meets Argentina. We’re practically giving money away to qualified borrowers, the stock market is artificially stimulated, and the printing press never stops at the Fed. Turn off the funny money supply and all the dominoes start to fall.
Oh, and agreed about Michelle. She is grande not chica.
Oops. I forgot to add the word “good”. My first significant GOOD economic memory was of Uncle Ron.
The Carter years I experienced as a kid, gave me economic memories too: watching my hard earned lawn and garden work money worth less and less as prices rose at the food eateries and the stereo record and tape shops. And the Soviets were on the march everywhere it seemed. And we would have a future of “limits” which I took to mean rationed fuel from here on out, and even worse when it was finally my turn to drive, if I even had the chance.
My kids thought I had been exaggerating about gas lines and odd/even days until we watched the movie “Miracle” about the 1980 Olympics and the US beating the filthy Russkis—which I had watched in real time back in the day. Hubs even shed a tear at the end.
I think you’re remembering Ford’s WIN (Whip Inflation Now) program or maybe wage and price controls that made life a misery until Uncle Ron grabbed the ship’s wheel from Jimmuh.
Obama Calls the Lifeline Offered to Him by Assad (the New Hitler) a “Positive Development”
Russia 1. USA 0.
So unlike the 1980 Olympic games.
Report: House GOP Leadership Plan Procedural Trick to Avoid Obamacare Funding Fight
giggle
Kerry: Turn Over Your Chemical Weapons Now or Face … “Unbelievably Small” Consequences
“there’s really nothing -ita about Michelle.”
On Q’Uonos she’s considered quite the petite beauty.
giggle
Don’t you just hate it when your piece goes to publication right as the Official Party Truth changes?
Chances this column would have run tomorrow if Bill Keller wrote it one day later: zero.
Don’t worry, Bill, the commissars understand this stuff happens. They won’t hold a misfortune of schedule against you, as as long as you’re effusive in your reversal.
HitNRun on September 9, 2013 at 8:31 PM
oh maybe snort
ahole news
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