One point I want to make is that all of us are going to have responsibilities to get this economy moving again. And when I saw an article today indicating that Wall Street bankers had given themselves $20 billion worth of bonuses – the same amount of bonuses as they gave themselves in 2004 – at a time when most of these institutions were teetering on collapse and they are asking for taxpayers to help sustain them, and when taxpayers find themselves in the difficult position that if they don’t provide help that the entire system could come down on top of our heads – that is the height of irresponsibility. It is shameful.
And part of what we’re going to need is for folks on Wall Street who are asking for help to show some restraint and show some discipline and show some sense of responsibility. The American people understand that we’ve got a big hole that we’ve got to dig ourselves out of – but they don’t like the idea that people are digging a bigger hole even as they’re being asked to fill it up.
And so we’re going to be having conversations as this process moves forward directly with these folks on Wall Street to underscore that they have to start acting in a more responsible fashion if we are to together get this economy rolling again. There will be time for them to make profits, and there will be time for them to get bonuses – now is not that time. And that’s a message that I intend to send directly to them, I expect Secretary Geithner to send to them – and Secretary Geithner already had to pull back one institution that had gone forward with a multimillion dollar jet plane purchase at the same time as they’re receiving TARP money. We shouldn’t have to do that because they should know better. And we will continue to send that message loud and clear.
(excerpt from an e-mail I sent to the project manager this morning)
Tim and I have decided that if you need to set up a field office in Kauai to get all of this work done, that is not a problem for us. We are happy to get down in the sunny, sandy trenches with them for as long as it takes.
(update)
We get that times are tough and we want to do our part. Tim and I are also considering offering to sleep in tents on the beach at least part of the time to cut costs.
Docudharma:: Don’t worry, they WILL learn.
(via robot-heart-politics)
Dear lady at the bus stop,
While I appreciate your enthusiasm there is no need to wear both the Obama/Biden pin and the tree-huggers for Obama pin. You are wearing office clothes with white “just for the commute” sneakers, a sage green North Face jacket and you have foregone the matching purse for a practical and seemingly rugged backpack. While I suppose possible though unlikely that you vote republican, the tree-hugger proclamation is assumed.
Dear World,
The United States of America, your quality supplier of ideals of liberty and democracy, would like to apologize for its 2001-2008 service outage. The technical fault that led to this eight-year service interruption has been located. Replacement components were ordered Tuesday, November 4th, 2008, and have begun arriving. Early test of the new equipment indicate that it is functioning correctly and we expect it to be fully operational by mid-January. We apologize for any inconvenience caused by the outage and we look forward to resuming full service and hopefully even improving it in years to come.
Thank you for your patience and understanding,
The USA
“Service Outage (a note from the USA)” : Rolling Stone : National Affairs Daily (via codery)
Of course the United States has never been the exclusive service provider of liberty and democracy, but I very much enjoyed the above Rolling Stone exerpt.
singlescoop:
plainoljane:
verbalized:
An excerpt from a note someone posted on my building’s bulletin board, hand-lettered in bright red pen: “Please refrain from flushing your toilet, using your shower, or using your sink after 11:00 PM - I go to bed at 11:00 and get up at 7:00, and the sound of water running can wake me up. This is very stressful.”
This is when you say “Fuck the planet” and run the taps all night long.
This, I’m sure, is a person who was raised by parents who gave in to their every whim, never letting their feet touch the ground or their hands get dirty. You’ve seen those kids, the one’s whose parents kneel down in front of them and ask them what they want for dinner. I long for the days when kids were reprimanded for even coughing out loud in public. Now, these kids grow up and put fucking notes all over society asking others to revolve around them.
Run the taps, if only for the rest of us.
I live with a girl like this which is why I am moving in a couple of weeks. I get “noted” all the time. Please curb the habit and leave to faucet running in honor of all of the victims of tedious noting.
dearoldlove:
All these years later, and the memory of ordering a Malibu and Coke in front of your beer-swilling friends still burns my cheeks with embarrassment.
You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them. Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud. Do not complain. Make every effort to change things you do not like. If you cannot make a change, change the way you have been thinking. You might find a new solution.
Never whine. Whining lets a brute know that a victim is in the neighborhood.
Be certain that you do not die without having done something wonderful for humanity.
I gave birth to one child, a son, but I have thousands of daughters. You are Black and White, Jewish and Muslim, Asian, Spanish-speaking, Native American and Aleut. You are fat and thin and pretty and plain, gay and straight, educated and unlettered, and I am speaking to you all. Here is my offering to you.
”—Maya Angelou, Letter To My Daughter
This is part of the introduction. It’s what made me immediately want to read it.
(via julyshewillfly)
Barack Obama, A Letter to my Daughters (via apsies)
I’m counting down the days until i see him at a great distance. Less than ONE WEEK!
Nobody loves me,
Nobody cares,
Nobody picks me peaches and pears.
Nobody offers me candy and Cokes,
Nobody listens and laughs at me jokes.
Nobody helps when I get in a fight,
Nobody does all my homework at night.
Nobody misses me,
Nobody cries,
Nobody thinks I’m a wonderful guy.
So if you ask me who’s my best friend, in a whiz,
I’ll stand up and tell you that Nobody is.
But yesterday night I got quite a scare,
I woke up and Nobody just wasn’t there.
I called out and reached out for Nobody’s hand,
In the darkness where Nobody usually stands.
Then I poked through the house, in each cranny and nook,
But I found somebody each place that I looked.
I searched till I’m tired, and now with the dawn,
There’s no doubt about it-
Nobody’s gone!
-Shel Silverstein
My second resolution last year is a one I made three years ago and abandoned. I am back to try again, and this year I am determined.
I am going to make 52 new recipes this year. I will make one new thing a week. I plan to occasionally double up to make up for kitchen-less weeks when I am confined to a hotel.
I will post my recipes here as well as my commentary on the culinary journey.
This week: Thai Basil Eggplant