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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Time to Dry Out

           6-10-2011  
                Something everything on the earth puts up with day to day is weather. We do not go without it; it is always there, yet always changing. Usually weathermen do a fair job at keeping things balanced enough to drive everyone crazy, yet not produce a total uproar. As of late however, there have been excessive predictions of rain. I do appreciate what the weathermen do for us, but it has reached a certain part where I firmly believe they have gotten carried away and have gone too far.
                Here we stand at the time of the year where things should be warming up and heating the pavement so that all of the children can run in the sprinklers, throwing aside their worries about school. It is that time of year for barbecues and watermelon. It is time to pack up and go camping and boating. Here we are though, inside. Children are still running in the rain and catching colds. We are so wet, we don’t need watermelon. Every time the grill is started, gray clouds roll in and we end up eating our hamburgers inside. Camping is boating. I don’t know about you, but I see a problem with this.
                Every year we go through a cycle.  Leaves fall in the autumn and everyone has a fun time raking and jumping in them. Sweaters start coming out to prepare us for colder weather. It is the time of the harvest as well. Then, winter comes with Jack Frost. Nose and toes are bitten away with the cold but we make it through with hot chocolate and the thought of warmer weather to come. Now spring we never can rely on, that is part of our annual cycle. We hope for the best, and half the time, receive the worst. There is no complaint. It is when summer is missed that we complain. That is the warm season that keeps us going! When summer is late, or doesn’t come, our minds are lost to the winter blues as soon as November hits, and the whole cycle is thrown off! Harvesting in the frost, having snowball fights when we should be playing Frisbee, and being too wet to eat watermelon.
                More serious than our mental safety, is our physical safety. We only have so much space for water. There are flood worries from the amount of water we have already gotten, if the rain continues in such a manner, Lake Bonneville will be on the rise once again and all of our houses will be submerged. People too. There has yet to be technology developed for underwater cites, so I really don’t see how that would work out. Thus by default, lives are at stake with this amount of precipitation. Vegetation is also at risk. Those of us who have braved the mud enough to plant a garden find it drowning almost daily. I am positive that there will be algae found growing in all of my corn, and most especially in the watermelon. 
                It is my plea to then, that rain may not be predicted further.  Let us all pull out our hairdryers and blow those rain clouds away, if it is necessary Evaporate the excess water, Nevada needs it more than we do. The clouds can go there.  It is time to dry out and have our summer. All you weather men, I appreciate what you do but you just aren’t pulling through for us this time.

Misconceived Philanthropy


 This is a literary essay I wrote in response to "the law" by Frédéric Bastia. I am passionate about this. 

“The law has been perverted through the influence of two very different causes- naked greed, and misconceived philanthropy.” We all know about greed and many of us even experience it for ourselves, whether we want to admit it or not. But I myself had to look up what philanthropy was, and then misconceived philanthropy. Philanthropy I found under a few definitions and the one I felt worked best for the subject it here pertains to is “an effort to promote human welfare”.  The idea of misconceived philanthropy isn’t exactly new to me. But, the idea that it is one of the causes that has perverted justice first in France and now here in our very own America is awfully enlightening; yet so very obvious at the same time.  With greed being one of the causes of perversion, would there not be something on the other side of that? Satisfying the greed of others? When you put the two groups of people together, the ones who want to take and the ones who want to give, you result in the greedy receiving without much thought or cause, do you not; especially when the ‘pity me’ card is played.
            In politics then, when the greedy find the do-gooders who will be more than willing to give life and limb and first born child to feed them, or pay their rent, or bail them out of debt, or supply them with health care without anything to earn it or return it, they take that easy road. “Now, labor being in itself pain, and man being naturally inclined to avoid pain, it follows, and history proves it, that wherever plunder is less burdensome than labor, it prevails; and neither religion nor morality can, in this case, prevent it from prevailing.” If you give anyone the option of being sustained without any labor on their part, they will take it. Would you? It would be no luxurious life, but you wouldn’t have to do anything for it! You would be a free man, yes? Wrong.  I would not take it myself because I have dreams. Dreams that would not be able to be achieved on plunder, but true labor. “Men can only derive life and enjoyment from a perpetual search and appropriation; that is, from a perpetual application of his faculties to objects, or from labor. This is the origin of property. But also he may live and enjoy, by seizing and appropriating the productions of the faculties of his fellow men. This is the origin of plunder.”
            However, when you rely on what the government will socially supply you, that is where you are stuck. You cannot progress; you cannot make your own choices! (Totally hypothetical example) Say I want to send my child to Paradigm to get a true education, but I rely on the option to feed my child for free at public school because I am relying on pay and support from the state, because I don’t work and I don’t want to work if I can just be given what otherwise I would have to work for. I can’t send my child where I choose for schooling. Say I want to move into a bigger house. I cannot if the government is supporting me. They want to support me, but they don’t want to pay that much. So I’m stuck in a trailer or apartment or even a fair home with others living on subsistence from the government whom some in society would label as “lazy junkies”. And for an example of the now, if I plundered my education and degree from the government because no child should be left behind and they will give me a degree at the bare minimum I can do without taking hold of my own education and actually learning, it doesn’t matter how hard I labor after getting that degree I could be stuck with the “junkies” anyway! Though, I do believe that there is always a smart and careful way out of that.
            My point is that on plunder- which is people taking from those who do work in the name of those who don’t work- what you get is what you’ve got and your options are limited. On labor, what you earn is yours and you can do whatever you want with it! My suggestion is you are careful with it so you don’t mess it up and leave yourself with the only option of plunder. 
            The words of Frédéric Bastiat are some of the truest you could get. My misunderstanding is how others could misunderstand. It is plainly there. Don’t provide the option of plunder and people will work or die. Start young and early in life with the education, to teach them to take responsibility and work for what they want and need. People are naturally good, that good just needs to be encouraged and grown upon. “Whatever God does, is well done; do not pretend to know more that He; and as He has given organs to this frail creature, allow those organs to develop themselves, to strengthen themselves by exercise, use, experience, and liberty.”
            This is important because, as Bastiat puts it “…the law, I say, not only diverted from its proper direction, but made to pursue on entirely contrary!” By the cause of the people! “Law is justice”, made to protect our rights to life, liberty, and property, or the pursuit of happiness and steps in when injustice threatens those rights. One common misconception concerns the right to life. People are often confused on what that means and what should be protected. We have the right to live, to not have our lives taken by another. Law should protect our life itself, not our way of life. Having laws concerning and forcing religion or marriage is simply not justified. Using an in-class example, even laws forcing the pledge one way or another is an injustice. Frédéric says “Depart from this point, make the law religious, fraternal, equalizing, industrial, literary, or artistic, and you will be lost in vagueness and uncertainty; you will be upon unknown ground, in a forced Utopia, or, what is worse, in the midst of a multitude of contending Utopias, each striving to gain possession of the law, and to impose it upon you; for fraternity and philanthropy have no fixed limits, as justice has.” This has happened!
            But the people whom are so enwrapped in their own greed, and ‘doing good’ for others always attempt to misguide the law, and succeed because those two groups together so easily get what they want. It is not the law’s job to protect your desire to not contribute to your own welfare, or to get whatever you want how you want it, or even to get it for another. Not even natural law has anything to do with that. That is the sole individual’s responsibility. That covers the same issue with property. The property that is singly yours, what you own, should be protected by law from damage by another or being taken unrightfully by another. What ever you do to ruin or loose it is your own responsibility. “So far from being able to oppress the people, or to plunder their property, even for a philanthropic end, its mission is to protect the people, and to secure to them the possession of their property”
            The Founding Fathers switched the term property for the pursuit of happiness for their purposes in The Declaration of Independence, and that takes more clarifying. As was discussed in class, we have the right to pursue happiness, not the right to automatically be happy or have everyone have to make us happy. If you are unhappy, that is not a violation of your rights! You simply must exercise your right to pursue what will make you happy, find it, and increase upon it and I wish you the best of luck on your journey. Everyone deserves to be happy, and has the naturally given, unalienable right to search for and create that happiness for themselves.
            The last duty of law to protect is our liberty. Protect it, rather than take it away.  “Once for all: liberty consists not only in the right granted, but in the power given to man to exercise, to develop his faculties under the empire of justice, and under the protection of law.” And I believe the protection of all of the other rights protects our liberty. Our freedoms to ownership and our freedoms to choose our lifestyle and it affect us in our own way. Though to add, the protection of liberty does not rule out the right the government is given to lawfully establish and enforce consequences in protection of another’s rights if you abuse your liberty and threaten those rights. For example, killing or stealing.
            People really do make politics more important and a bigger deal than they need be, or for the correct purposes should be. We should reserve to making the laws under the guidelines Bastiat places. At first things may be a bit scary, with everything falling apart, not being used to the system and having to establish a new national paradigm. But through the generations our country will be much better supported and I can predict less conflict. There is no perfect form of governing, but perhaps Bastiat comes closest to the most effective.

Concerning the progression of hygiene

            Civilization understands the need for personal hygiene. Shower, brush your teeth, wear deodorant, wash your clothes, etc. We have practiced those things now for a few decades and (for the most part) have mastered the art fairly well. Especially when compared to our ancestors from the medieval and renaissance times. Those people would go YEARS without bathing (hence we get the tradition of carrying wedding bouquets. It’s not just for pretty decoration).
            We should be congratulated for the great progression humanity has made, but by no means should we stop this revolution. It is time to move on to the next beast before us.
            Oh how many times have I walked into a home and wanted to turn tail and book it out of there. Wanting to be polite in return to being invited into another’s humble abode, I chose to hold my breath and sit in the nearest seat to any flow of fresh air.
            These are houses that usually have pets; dogs, cats, birds, and/or rodents. Now I know that people argue that cat’s are clean, and do not stink. Those people either live in cats and are now immune to the stench, or they have never seen a cat in their life. Felines stink, BAD.  Rats however, are worse. If you are someone who owns rats or mice, I hope you have 5 “Glade” air-fresheners in every room of your house.
            I understand that animals sometimes just stink. It’s ok, babies do it too. Adults are capable of stinking also. The difference is what I have mentioned above: from the age of six, people learn to regularly wash themselves. Now it is time to regularly wash others that are incapable of washing themselves, and especially wash things as well.
            The science behind odors: to be able to smell something, there must be molecules from that thing in your nose. These molecules are evaporated from something volatile and float through the air until they are sucked up by your nose. Now I don’t know about you, but I don’t want molecules from things like someone else’s sweat up in my nose, and if it is there I definitely don’t want to know about it. So we have showers, clean clothes, and deodorant. Houses have many equivalents to these things: various cleaners, vacuums, and many fun diffuser things.
            Vacuums are an utterly brilliant invention. They suck up dirt, skin flakes and dandruff, crumbs, and spiders. All you with pets should invest in regular vacuum use. All you with children should invest in regular vacuum use. All you with homes should invest in regular vacuum use! It makes a huge difference. Suck up those molecules so that they don’t end up in your nose.     
            Use cleaners. Floor cleaners, anti-bacterial sprays, bathroom cleaners (toilet cleaners especially). Not only do they smell pretty good and fresh, they kill bacteria and viruses, and pick up smelly molecules. Stay healthy and dwell in a pleasant place. But remember when using strong cleaners to open windows and doors, before your home becomes too pleasant.
            Finally, this could just be my opinion as a woman, but it is so much fun to shop for good-smelling things. I love smelling all the different oil-diffusers, candles, and sprays a store has for purchase, then picking a different one for every room and a few for my car. Every smell creates a different mood. Cinnamon scents remind me of the holidays and are very cozy and cheerful. Warm vanilla sugar is a fun, comforting smell. Tropical scents help me focus, unless its coconut. I hate coconut. Having scent diffusers is not necessary, but it really helps too; especially if you have rodents.
            When I throw all of these things together, my home is a place where I can work, relax, and entertain guests as well as my two dogs. Sure it takes a bit of extra time and money perhaps too, but you cannot put a price on happiness, health, and friendship. 
             

Metephor of my life

I wrote this metaphor after the best date of my life where we spent ALL day hiking up Timp, shorty after my jaw surgery. Toughest hike of my life, best date ever.
            My life is a hike. Not just any hike, but the hike to the summit of Mt. Timpanogos in the middle of summer. Carrying a backpack filled with the essentials: food, a first aid kit just in case, and lots of water. 7.5 miles one way, this hike takes all day; up a narrow trail that twists, turns, and is steep in many places. The trail and scenery dramatically changes as I go. I am told to stay on the trail but in some places people have forged shortcuts, which are shorter but usually steeper, rockier, more strenuous than the original trail it’s self, and I have to decide which way to go.
            It is difficult to keep my feet moving, while every muscle is telling me to stop, and that I can’t keep going. Most thankfully, I am not alone in this endeavor. I have friends to encourage me and one particular member of the group who is wherever I need him the whole way. Lifting what I can’t, sharing his water, pulling me along, or staying behind with me so I’m not alone. He is the reason I don’t turn around, the reason I make it to the lake before the summit.
            There are waterfalls to refresh at along the way, but they are down lower; more at the start of the trail. For a long stretch, there is nothing but what you already have, until you reach the lake. Oh glorious lake! Cold, quite, everyone rests here; to eat, refill their water, take off their shoes and even nap. I want to just stay there forever, but I have to tie my laces again and continue up to the destination I started the hike to reach. Everyone says it is worth it. I can’t wait to get there and experience it for myself.  

B.S.-itis

 5-15-2011         
          There is an epidemic, poisoning the world’s population through ease, entertainment, and often cowardice. This condition is usually hereditary, often vexing to those who don’t think they are infected, and it evaporates 15% of the brain capacity. This terrible condition is called Tauren Fesitis or, in the common tongue, B.S.-itis.
B.S.-itis is a serious disease. For centuries it has caused civilizations to become wild; to foam from the mouth with lies; to pick each other off one by one using ruthlessly ridiculous methods such as exploding bubble-gum; to write 5 page essays on how 1+1=2!
In some cases, being infected by B.S.-itis has been known to be fatal. In 1695, Sir Francis Bacon was overcome by a fancy to experiment with the capabilities of snow preserving meat. He buys a chicken, has it killed, and endeavors to stuff the fowl with snow. In his endeavor, the bird never froze, but Bacon did. He died 2 or 3 days later from sever pneumonia.
            B.S.-itis evolved from large cities, devoid of roses to stop and smell. Bad air and the ticking of time-pieces enter their victims through the eyes, ears, nose, and toenails. Inside your body a chemical reaction takes place and the two substances form into a chemical called white-lye. The chemical enters the bloodstream and runs right up to the brain, moving into the sensibility-lobe, connected to the behavioral-nerve which our little lye dams up; controlling every bit of signal with their iron-lye friends (which ones cause a whole other condition called sarcasm that originated from boredom in the ancient days). Once the chemical affects you, it remains in your genes, and it is more than likely that the epidemic will continue to plague your future generations. As a result, there are very few people alive today that do not have some degree of B.S.-itis.
            Symptoms of this epidemic range everywhere from chin-potato-chip-eating, to gluing one’s hands together. Specific symptoms include laughing 5 minuets after a joke is told, blowing your nose at the dinner-table, making kissy-faces in any reflective surface, and pounding headaches haunting those around you. If you have ever taken the vowels out of words while writing OR talking (i.e. srry), than you ARE infected, and should immediately take action in treating the cause. Despite being such an old disease, there are not many proven therapies for B.S.-itis. Theories are under-going constant testing, but presently your best chance would be to purchase yourself a large, frilly top hat. If unable to do so, your other option is to take a long cold shower with the biggest encyclopedia you can find, a cat, and four cups of marjoram bark (other supposed treatments exist, but stand to be more vulgar and unpleasant). But, DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN. If B.S.-itis goes left un-treated, it is highly possible that you will be seized by the iridescent world of politics and/or be quarantined from all humanity.
            One of the most extreme cases of untreated B.S.-itis today is the unfortunate, Lady Gaga. Infected at birth, Tauren Fesitid mutated, rather than matured, the child into adulthood. Today, she takes advantage of her handicap, putting it to use on the stage, winning the hearts all her fellow mutants. Her extravagant fashion sense and eccentric songs about phone-calls and poker, place her as a proud role model to every other soul burdened with the horrid epidemic. She reported after the Gammy Awards, February 2011: “I don't remember very much... I know it was fun. I do remember being called 'Drunky GaGa' at some point...” and in a “don’t ask, don’t tell” rally in Main she said: “Shouldn't everyone deserve the right to wear the same meat dress that I do? Repeal 'don't ask, don't tell' or go home.”
                However, if this medical wonder does not treat her symptoms, within ten years the white-lye in her brain will take over completely and studies estimate it will cause her to eat many expired foods. No amount of brushing and gargling will be able to cure the stench her breath will take on.
                As unavoidable as this epidemic is though, there is still hope for a normal life. Take things slowly and enjoy the simple pleasures of life. Treat your body and mind well and they shall treat you the same. Rushing, panicking, and apathy will feed bad behavior, whereas ‘fighting’ those things will save yourself and others a lot of trouble. You could consider not wearing a watch, or in other cases getting a watch. Consciously don’t over-think obvious things like 1+1=2, and take off the long, stripped toe-socks you wear to bed. If we can’t be normal on the inside, at least we can appear normal on the outside. Take a stand against B.S.! Save the Whales!