I haven’t ranted about anything in a while, so there’s no time like the present.
I am sick to death of hearing about “workers” this & “workers” that. The last time I looked we were not a completely Communistic nation (yet) & therefore we do not have “workers!” (Where people are told what job they may have, where they may live, get paid whether they do a good job or not… hmm…)
We have EMPLOYEES! Someone applies for a job. Someone hires them for said job. That means they are EMPLOYEES! NOT WORKERS!
Sheesh! This is Communistic, unionist, liberal/progressive lingo used to demoralize business owners for putting out the effort, having the guts to step out & start a business & make a success of it by putting their heart & soul & very many hours every single day into the business!
I am sick of it!
The next time I hear a talking head on the television mention “workers” when discussing employment issues in the United States of America as opposed to the Peoples Republic of China, I am texting, emailing, calling to complain!
You have now been warned!
By the way, the rest of you who just parrot whatever you have heard the talking heads say – STOP IT! Think for yourself, for crying out loud!
Oh, & no one is owed a job! No one is owed a living! One must do the work to earn a living! Getting hired for a job has been tough these past 6 years, especially for some young people I know, but that hasn’t stopped them!
I digress… breathe, sigh, breathe…
OK… I feel better!
Have a nice day.
Post Script: Already sent my first complaint email to Bret Baier of Fox News!
Who is John Galt?
I just saw the third & final installment of Atlas Shrugged.
Why did they change the cast with every movie? Given a choice I would take the cast of the first one. (“Dead Man Walking from NCIS – love it!)
If you haven’t seen the first 2 movies, you will not understand this one.
This one has lots of scenic Colorado mountain shots, but little action, little expository dialogue.
I had wanted this series to be what it could be – really great films from an excellent novel. I still love the topic, the ideas. The movies just were not what they could have/should have been.
Next question – why? Lack of funding! It’s hard to get cash when you are going to bite the hand that gives it out.
Don’t ever get angry at a man for stating the truth.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, Part 1, Ch. 10
I did laugh watching the credits – yes, I watch & read the credits. All the required union “workers” in the credits. But I did have a great big smile on my face at the end of the credits – the list of Kickstarter donors who gave money so this project would happen!
To all those Kickstarter donors, thank you!
To the producers, directors, actors, thank you!
To the rest of you – watch all three movies in a row & READ THE BOOK!
The evil of the world is made possible by nothing but the sanction you give it.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, Part 3, Ch. 7
Those who have eyes, let them see! Those who have ears, let them hear!
There are no evil thoughts except one: the refusal to think.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, Part 2, Ch. 2
I think DH will agree with me that our most memorable, enjoyable experience while visiting Key West was our sailing at sunset.
The crew greeted us warmly, showed us the seating, explained safety procedures (emphasizing “stay on this side of the rails!”) & pointed out the bathrooms. Then the latecomers were seen on the dock – “Oh, look, he forgot his pants.” What is it with old men from Brazil wearing Speedos? (He wasn’t wearing a shirt at the time.)
We left dock using the diesel engine, but soon the engine was turned off & the sails unfurled.
Wide-base catamaran took the waves with ease.
Many other boats were sharing the bay.
This is the old lighthouse next door to the Hemingway House.
LLBean canoes on board.
DH managed the shifting deck very well considering he hasn’t been on a boat since he lost his hearing & his ability to balance 10 years ago.
All too soon it was time to lower the sails & fire up the engine once again to head for home.
Beautiful evening, great crew. Hors d’oeuvres, drinks. Friendly passengers. Couple with Santa hats taking their Christmas card photo.
This was great!
A visit to Ernest Hemingway’s Key West home was on the top of both DH’s & my list.
The largest single-family home property on Key West, this home sits on just under 1 acre of land. Lush, tropical growth makes this home seem a bit of paradise.
Then there are the polydactyl cats! 52 of them currently! We met:
Judy Garland, kitten from the most recent litter
Barbara Stanwyck, the sleek black cat on the bed in the master bedroom – white bedspread…
“Hairy” Truman, Betty Grabel & many other Hollywood star-named multi-toed cats who have the run of the premises.
They are allowed on the furniture, in & out of the house & are ready to have their ears scratched by all the visitors to this landmark.
Our tour guide had lots of stories about the Hemingway family, the kids, wives & ex-wives & said the local legend was that Ernest used to lighthouse to find his way home from the local bars. The light house is just across the street.
The home was built by Asa Tift, a brilliant ship architect in 1849 from the calcified coral limestone he found when excavating a basement. This basement has remained dry in every hurricane to hit this island since that time. The cats escape there during rainstorms even now.
What I find absolutely amazing is the house, constructed from this limestone, has never “settled” – there are no cracks, no evidence that this house has moved at all since the stones were set 165 years ago! The house we sold last winter…the same can not be said!
Obviously a brilliant man, (Pulitzer Prize, Nobel Prize, etc.) he suffered from Bipolar Disease, eventually allowing physicians to try a “new” technique to try & break a deep depression. Electric Shock Therapy was not the cure-all doctors had hoped it would be. His treatment robbed him of his memories, robbed him of his future. So sad.
I think I’ll watch all the old movies based on his books when I get home. 2/3’s of his writings were done in this house.
Fighter jet from a nearby naval base
After breakfast, our first stop was The Key West Butterfly & Nature Conservancy.
The beautiful blues that were difficult to snap.
I had a hitchhiker for most of my visit…a butterfly that attached itself to my shirt until we exited.
DH’s head was a favorite for an old blue with tattered wings.
& “blue” birds, quail… (I spent all afternoon one day trying to find the names of these lovelies. Cornell Ornithology – you failed me for the first time ever!)
A Honey Creeper of some sort, I’m certain.
Baby Quail with mommy
Japanese Quail, I think
A Parrot Finch with a blue-cheeked feathered friend
Could not identify these gorgeous, brilliant two!
What would a visit to south Florida be without seeing a Flamingo or two?