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Wednesday, March 07, 2012

Where Did the Benefits of Technology Go?

Where Did the Benefits of Technology Go?:

A two thousand dollar laptop computer today is vastly more powerful than the most expensive supercomputer was in 1975. Great advances have been made in the field of automation, and in many other technical fields. Applied to manufacturing and the supply of various services,
the amount of labor needed to perform many tasks has been greatly reduced.

This explains why working people today, despite shorter work days and more vacation time, are earning much more in real dollars than they were 35 years ago.

Wouldn’t it be great if the previous sentence were true? Why isn’t it true?

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Socialized Medicine

Socialized Medicine:

A good first-hand account of what socialized medicine means.  Terrible!  :-)

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Can't Wait

Seeing how the Catholic Bishops are pulling out all the stops to oppose President Obama's contraception policy (a policy backed by several Supreme Court cases), I can't wait to see the bishops come out with guns blazing against the Republicans when it comes time to talk about achieving economic justice with higher taxes on the rich....


Monday, January 30, 2012

A Technical Examination of SOPA and PIPA - - infographic

A Technical Examination of SOPA and PIPA - - infographic

Problems with Catholicism

I was raised Catholic, but the Church's recent activity in the U.S. have soured me.

Example one: protesting a federal government ruling that Catholic-affiliated institutions (not churches) must provide employees with health insurance that covers birth control with no co-pay.  The Catholic Church says that it's morally wrong to use birth control, a fact that 95% of Catholic women seem to disagree with.

This only strengthens the argument by David Morris recently that the Catholic Church is a refuge for totalitarianism, and that it disproportionately focuses on issues of sex and marriage when the gospels focus disproportionately on inequality and social justice.


The Church does speak occasionally on issues Jesus most cared about — the plight of the poor and the needy and the weak and the immigrant. Last year, during the budget dispute, Archbishop Nienstedt wrote to Gov. Mark Dayton asking him to "not rely on disproportionate cuts in essential services to those living in poverty." But he did not initiate committees to influence policies. He did not ask for special prayers at Mass, nor classes on inequality. He did not send teams into high schools to educate students about the dangers of inequality and the growing needs of the poor.

I still like my church, but the Church needs to get its priorities straight.  Inequality of wealth is nearing all-time highs in the United States, and I think Jesus would have spent more time protesting corporate greed that contraception.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Why Parents (Should Be Able To) Complain

I've got two kids now, and they are wonderful little rug rats.  The oldest is almost three, and has all the delightful imagination, play, and mind-numbing challenges that come with that age.  The youngest is 7 months, and she's 100% smiles and cheer, and also tons of work with her acid reflux and teething.

Sometimes I feel like I'm expected to enjoy every second of having kids, otherwise "why did I have them?"

That's why this blog post really hit home:


I think parenting young children (and old ones, I’ve heard) is a little like climbing Mount Everest. Brave, adventurous souls try it because they’ve heard there’s magic in the climb. They try because they believe that finishing, or even attempting the climb are impressive accomplishments. They try because during the climb, if they allow themselves to pause and lift their eyes and minds from the pain and drudgery, the views are breathtaking. They try because even though it hurts and it’s hard, there are moments that make it worth the hard. These moments are so intense and unique that many people who reach the top start planning, almost immediately, to climb again. Even though any climber will tell you that  most of the climb is treacherous, exhausting, killer. That they literally cried most of the way up.
And so I think that if there were people stationed, say, every thirty feet along Mount Everest yelling to the climbers – “ARE YOU ENJOYING YOURSELF!? IF NOT, YOU SHOULD BE! ONE DAY YOU’LL BE SORRY YOU DIDN’T!” TRUST US!! IT’LL BE OVER TOO SOON! CARPE DIEM!”  - those well-meaning, nostalgic cheerleaders might be physically thrown from the mountain.

We don't only do things we enjoy all the time.  Sometimes we do hard things because the moments along the way are worthwhile.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

xkcd: Money

xkcd: Money:

You’ll learn more from this infographic than you’d ever imagine. 

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Prosecutions for Bank Fraud Falling

Prosecutions for Bank Fraud Falling

Comcast puts on great security theater

At the urging of a friend I recently decided to buy my own cable modem
and save the $7 a month Comcast charges me to lease their equipment.
The only complicating factor is having to contact Comcast to
let them know the equipment MAC address and serial number so they can
properly provision it.

And as you may guess, contacting Comcast is like getting a root canal
when all you really needed was a good floss.

I went for the live chat option, hoping that incompetence would seem
less frustrating via IM than phone and knowing that relaying a
15-digit serial number verbally was asking for trouble.   I filled in my
details (name, address, account #) and enter the chat room. The agent sends me the usual canned
text about being happy to help and asks for account verification (basically, everything I've already typed in plus the last four digits of the account holder's SSN).

Note: the account is in my wife's name, but I have been added as an
authorized agent at least twice, and remember vividly the last time
when I had called during the MLB playoffs in 2010 to clarify why I couldn't
watch.

Everything seems fine, I'm thanked for the information, they ask what I
need and I tell them I need to set up my own equipment.  They leave for a
bit to play solitaire look up an answer and the agent says that I'm not an
authorized user and they can't discuss the account.

I explain that I can actually tell them the date and time I was (most
recently) authorized to suffer through this indignity.  Amazingly, I
got an honest answer about why I keep having to be added to the account.

Comcast has a notes section on each account where they record things
like authorized users.  The rep informs me that these notes are
regularly purged if they "get too long" and that this precaution is a
matter of security in an era of identity theft, so this is really for
my own good.

Using simple words, I share my sentiments with the rep, end the chat,
and promptly start a new one posing as my wife.  Five minutes later,
we're done.

Thanks for keeping my identity safe, Comcast.

Thursday, November 03, 2011

The most amazing presidential election analysis you have ever seen

Seriously.  When you combine a talented statistician with a talented writer (in one person) with the talented multimedia crew at the New York Times, you get this unbelievable tool for looking at Republican prospects for the presidency in 2012.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Five proposals for the 99% of America

A brilliant prescription for tilting class warfare back in favor of the middle class.
1.              Pass this constitutional amendment: Corporations are not people
2.              Pass this constitutional amendment: Money is not speech
3.              Tax financial transactions
4.              Tax all income as ordinary income
5.              Declare a moratorium on foreclosures

For more on these proposals, read David Morris' piece in Minnpost.com

Friday, October 21, 2011

When doors open, introspection begins

So I received a job offer of sorts today.  It's interesting.  Directing a very small advocacy organization committed to a democratic approach to developing renewable energy.  The mission is nearly indistinguishable from the place I work now.  The work would be a lot different.  Less typing and calculating, more talking and persuading.  Much more responsibility and pay, much less family time.

I'm nowhere near deciding if it's worthwhile.  But it has made me think hard about where I am and what I do, and for how long I should stay.

For starters, where I work now - there's hardly a better place to be if you have family.  Flexible hours, great benefits, good pay, wonderful people.  And the kind of loyalty to employees that has the upper ranks cutting salaries to save the rest of us.  And it's been a mind-opener, a place with enough guidance to hone my edges and enough freedom to make mistakes.  I'm still growing after five years on the job.  Good for home life and good for career.  Hard to beat.

If I knew I'd be happy doing research forever I doubt I'd even consider a change.  But it was freshman year of college when I decided to run for student senate that I realized how much it mattered whether or not I could make a difference - that life was not just about maximizing my happiness, but also about improving the world around me.  I've always felt the best way to do that is politics.

There's no higher calling than public service, no greater challenge than balancing the very different demands of your constituency with the demands of your own conscience.  And making laws has the potential to truly alter the lives of millions for good: Medicare, the Environmental Protection Agency, Health Care, renewable energy; or ill: massive tax cuts, wars, constraining civil liberties.

This new opportunity would run closer to politics.  And it would feel like politics, with more time spent raising money, schmoozing, and running around trying to build coalitions.  Some of that seems exciting and challenging; some of it seems really distasteful.

Ultimately, I feel like there will be a tradeoff at some point.  To put more energy into a career means less for home, and that should only happen if the potential to do good is significantly higher than my current role and if I'm uniquely suited to it.

Is it?  Am I?  Good questions.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Saved at the last second

You haven't seen much in this digital space, because that's what having two kids does to you.  My daughter, M, was born in late May and managing two children (despite having the most wonderful wife in the world) does not leave much time for blogging.

Last night, I almost pulled the plug on this whole thing, figuring it was better to delete it than not, especially since I had to split the blog in two to easily post interesting stories from my phone's Read It Later app to Tumblr.  But ifttt to the rescue, allowing me to push all those Tumblr blog posts back here.

So here's what's up.  Work has been great, I just hit my 5-year anniversary at my job and am loving it.  I finally feel like I know what I'm talking about, and so do a few others in the field.  Very cool.  I'm hopeful that it means I'm having an impact.

Two kids are great.  M is the world's greatest sleeper, almost letting me forget that she's got a bad case of acid reflux just like her brother.  She also has to have physical therapy for torticollis, which means I'm seen on the front porch twisting her head in strange ways.  Bet the neighbors love that.

If you haven't seen it, read up on the Occupy Wall Street folks.  The Tea Party was mostly an astroturf movement of Fox News meant (heck, it's the third entry when I search Google for "astroturf") to cram budget cuts to save millionaires pocketbooks, but this is the real deal.   These folks are protesting the absurd and unconscionable class warfare of the rich on the middle class since Jimmy Carter was president.  There won't be a middle class if things continue as they are, no amount of cheap crap at Wal-Mart can make up for stagnant incomes.


So if you aren't mad as hell, you've not been paying attention.   

Anyway, I can't promise lots more posts, but you will at least get the good articles from blog #2 right here from now on.  And maybe I'll even write once in a while, too.