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Credit Where Due

Posted by middlerage on October 17, 2013

With America’s deepening gulf of wealth inequality I find myself descending into class hatred. In an effort to stay sane I need to recognize when the evildoers do good things. One thing that bugs the shit out of me is when “philanthropy” funds things like art museums or concert halls, while poor people continue to walk along roads with no sidewalks or get hit by cars crossing major avenues to get to the mall.

So I really am very impressed by the Houston billionaire couple who chipped in to Head Start during the government shut down. There is no tangible “thing” that will result from their charity that they can look on forever. There will be no glossy concert hall lobby where they can mingle with fellow billionaires under the plaque that says their name. Just some poor kids who will get a full belly and learn their ABCs five days a week.


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Commuting Part I – We’re assholes

Posted by middlerage on January 31, 2013

So the good news is: I’m a workin’ man again. The bad news? Commuting. However, after three years of being run through the laundromat of domesticity (e.g. runs to the grocery store at off peak hours, shuttling kids to daycare) I’ve become more zen in my approach to driving. I’m slower now, more sedate, with lots of room between me and the guy in front. I don’t bang the steering wheel or wonder why the moron in front of me can’t drive. Jeez, I coulda made that light if you had a brain! The fun thing, is that as I meander down the road, I keep seeing the same cars that were in a hurry, weaving in and out of traffic. You’re not doing any better than me bub, so you may as well relax. (I may have to give up my middlerage moniker!)

But I don’t want to act like I’m the high lama of better, wiser life-skills. Three years ago I was just like everyone else in the commuter lanes. How long ’til I morph back into that? At home we kiss our spouses, give to charity, help our neighbors. But when it’s time to drive to work, we’re all assholes, and nothing is as single minded as that drive to not be late.

And then there’s the guy today, the uber asshole. Traffic was backed way up at a slow light – he flew down the suicide/left turn lane and then cut over at that last second to make the straight. I don’t know how to react – Well played sir? or You #&*(^! you ain’t more important than the rest of us. I mean, I have to grudgingly admit it worked, and as I sat through another cycle of the light I watched him speed away.

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The Sobering Existence of Third World Countries

Posted by middlerage on December 15, 2012

A Facebook friend alerted me to this article in a journal on human rights: In The Twilight Zone

The article concerns UN discussions about international treaty to combat global warming, and how low-lying, under-developed countries are on the front lines of disastrous climate change. This section popped out at me, and aptly illustrates the concept of an uneven playing field:

[…] during the very first UN climate talks I covered, in Bali in 2007, I stumbled onto two representatives from Bangladesh crying on the steps outside the conference centre. They were distraught that they were unable to keep up with counterarguments from developed countries’ impressive legal armoury.

Heart breaking. File under Sea Level Rising.

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