Idiots In Power

Congress has decided that we should send more business overseas. Now we can’t even kill horses. Of course, you can euthanize your own horses with a pistol on the back 40, no problem. Or you could just leave it out in a field to die on its own, if you’ve got a field to spare, and can bear to watch it suffer. Or you could pay a large-animal to dispose of it for you. But you can’t sell a horse to be killed professionally for glue or leather or meat… in the US. So you now have to send them to a Canadian or Mexican slaughterhouse. Because if there’s one thing an old horse needs other than to be killed, it’s to be shipped to fucking Canada before being killed.

Cows, deer, bison, llama, alpaca, goats, sheep, chickens, fish? All totally OK to kill, as long as you don’t film it (filming it makes it horrible, you see.) But killing horses? You monster! Horses must never die!

The Boston Globe Is Writing About The Urban Paramedic

I got an email from someone at the Globe yesterday asking if I was available to be interviewed about the blog “Other People’s Emergencies,” a.k.a. The Urban Paramedic. It’s basically just the stories of adventure and frustration and medical drama that play out when you’re a paramedic. It could be a TV medical drama, except that it’s realistic and well-written.

It’s one of my favorite blogs, and the person writing it knows a hell of a lot about what they’re doing, about the city, and about duty and justice and commitment. And they’ve signed up to be a JAG, too, which is also incredible.
comment on it often enough that I guess the person writing the story tracked me down and emailed me.

I wrote back and told the reporter I was available, but they didn’t call me. I guess they had enough sources or something. That’s OK. I’m glad someone’s working on a mainstream media story about the Urban Paramedic, because that’s a voice that deserves to be heard.

Half-complete thoughts

Branding: Ads for the gay market.

Rebranding: Decapitated mannequins.

TV: It’s not Dickensian… it’s far less optimistic than that.

Quotation: Success is great if….

Posthumous blogging: “If it turns out a specific number of tears will, in fact, bring me back to life, then by all means, break out the onions.

Reading: Judith Thurman. It breaks my heart that she is a much better writer than I am.

Thurman is unflinching and devastating on an amazingly wide variety of subjects. About performance artist Vanessa Beecroft, she says “Eating disorders and Maoism seem to share a common ground: They are a form of utopian moral extremism – a belief that, with enough ruthlessness, it is possible to achieve perfection.” Several articles later, Edna St. Vincent Millay “now seems as ersatz as the high-flown pastiche that A. S. Byatt supplies in wholesale quantities for her imaginary Pre-Raphaelites.” I don’t know whether Byatt or Millay comes off worse… and I love every minute of it.

Sure, The Big Dig Was Cheap, But It Was Way Less Efficient At Killing Civilians

Joe Shaw, Crooked Timber, and the rest of the political world are noting that the grossly, outrageously expensive Big Dig cost about as much as two months of the Iraq war. Some people will say this is a sign that the Iraq war is the real waste of money here, but let’s look at the efficiency.

The Big Dig, as Wikipedia tells me, began planning in ’82, broke ground in ’91 and ended this week with only one civilian and a couple contractors dead. And it took sixteen years of construction to do that! In contrast, the Iraq war kills that many people before breakfast every day. So if you look at it my way, even though its total cost is now eighteen times more than the Big Dig (and going strong!) our current war has been a real bargain in the manslaughter department.

“Cheaper By The Dozen Goes To Fallujah,” anyone?

New Years Eve Tradition: Filing Cabinet Madness!

I don’t know what you’ll be doing tonight, but I’m shredding old bank statements and making room for my 2008 files in my filing cabinet. This is an especially big day day for me, because for the first time I now have more than the legally-advisable seven years of old tax documents, and I can shred the eighth year back.

The other big news this week was that we got a new vacuum cleaner.

Yeah, I’ve basically given up.

Correcting The Press Release

I saw in the Northeast Venture Capital Funding and M&A Activity blog today (yes, I read a lot of blogs) that Kayak and SideStep merged. The first sentence describes them as “popular travel search web sites…” and that’s pretty much where I stopped reading.

Correction: Popular would be Orbitz, Expedia, or Travelocity. You, good sirs, are in the “unpopular” crowd.

What Would You Cut?

The petition to end the income tax in Massachusetts misses a lot of things, like inflation. But if we take at face value their claim that the government can continue to run with a 39% reduction in revenue, what do you think will get cut?

First, we’d have a hiring and wage freeze for all state government, of course. And state aid to individual towns would be gutted. Rich towns could then raise money themselves, but poor towns would start hurting.

At the same time, we’d probably start dismantling everything cultural the government does. State parks, say. Museums. Arts funding. UMass.

What little highway maintenance we do would probably just cease.

We’d cut community outreach for at-risk youth, and things like that summer jobs program for teens in Boston. We’d join Arkansas in failing to keep up with our flu prevention efforts. Any kind of AIDS and drug abuse prevention efforts, certainly. Everything helping the homeless and immigrants (they don’t vote, so why spend meager resources on them?) would have to go.

And of course any agency the legislature has a grudge against would get run over with a fine-toothed comb. Massport? The Turnpike authority? Everybody will be gunning for them.

Next, we could expect to see some new fees and fines. To make up for missing state aid, we’d see cities increase the cost of parking tickets. RMV fees would go up. General merchandise sales tax, excise tax, gas tax, cigarette tax, alcohol tax, licenses for filming, parking, special events, restaurant openings, inspections…. way up.

And they’d legalize all the gambling you could possibly imagine. You thing scratch-ticket fever is bad now? Wait til there’s a video poker machine in every bar in town. Or at least every bar in town that can afford the outrageous license fee.

I’d love to see the state legalize and tax prostitution and marijuana. That would both save money on jails and bring in huge amounts of revenue.

Far more likely, the legislature would pass a new law, reinstating the income tax exactly the way it was.