Saturday, January 24, 2009

Paper or Plastic: The $hape of Things to Come (updated)

There's a grocery store one block down and across the street from the marina.  

On the one hand, driving is a hassle and it's quick n' easy to walk across the street and start shopping; on the other hand, you can only tote so much back in one trip using two hands.

Which is why I've been to the store twice this week ... often enough to confirm my initial observation.  Or should I say, my shock.

It's true: in less than a week the store re-arranged its entire inventory (try finding Mezzetta Golden Peperoncinos when you're in a hurry) and raised its prices 20%.  

I assume some wunderkind in management thought hiding every single item in the store would be distracting enough to keep customers from noticing the staggering new price increases.

And I do mean staggering.

How high are we talking about?  Like, $5 Washingtons for a 7-ounce tray of Lean Generation Honey Turkey breast slices.  Or try $7 bucks for the 10-ounce Cracker Barrel Extra Sharp Cheddar Cheese.  And I won't even mention produce prices; you'd think I was kidding (how about $3 apiece for green peppers?  By the pound, tomatoes and NY Strip Steaks cost about the same).

[read Joe Sangl's post about using coupons to cut your grovery costs]

Well, you still gotta eat, right?  So you still pick out what you need ... and grit your teeth.

Then you make your way to the checkout lane ... and discover people queued up like the cashiers are giving away Super Bowl tickets (with free hotel & airfare) ... because only two registers are open and customers are standing 10-deep in the aisle.  

So you glance over at the Self-Check line, but somehow, only two machines are working ... and the lines there are even longer.

I can do my all my grocery shopping in five minutes, but inevitably spend two or three times that amount waiting in-line to pay for four flimsy plastic bags of groceries that'll smear my checking account to the tune of $90 bucks.  

But that ain't so bad: couldn't help noticing that the lady ahead of me paid almost $400 dollars for an order that she could've carried out in a pillow case.

I glance down at my groceries and shrug: Let's hope the store's cheap new plastic sacks don't break during the walk back to the boat.

--   --   --

The economy's in bad shape; everybody knows that.  But just look at how this grocery chain's management is tackling the problem, and we'll see an unambiguous harbinger of what's waiting around the corner.

Once the economy began slowing down and store revenues dipped, store management moved quickly to reduce costs by "downwardly adjusting" their biggest overhead: Payroll.  Meaning, fewer employees, and shorter hours for the workers remaining ... and longer waits for irrate customers standing in line.  

But cutting employees isn't enough to plug the national economic dike, not by far.

Because retail grocery sales are down across the board, food brokers had no choice but to raise prices to their customers ... with the result that retail grocery chains had to pay more to keep stock on their shelves, and adjusted to the wholesale price increase by passing along the cost to retail consumers.

Meaning higher new prices for thee and me.  The grocery store is just one example of what's happening to our economy: things suddenly seem too expensive, whether its fashion, fuel oil or food.  And when voters start grumbling politicians start taking notice, because voters start getting angry when they can't afford to buy groceries or clothes, and still heat their homes.

Look, just in time ... here comes Uncle Sam with a solution.  Or another bailout, whichever costs most.

We're from the government and we're here to help.

Once the spiral starts and the Federal Government gets involved with spending programs, here comes the big Uh-Oh moment: if the government spends more than it takes in, Uncle Sam starts raising his prices, too.

So look forward to the government supplementing its incoming by raising taxes, fees, surcharges and everything else ... and to also start firing up the presses and printing more money. 

Never mind that unwarranted increases in the paper money supply cause Inflation (and that inflation raises interest rates); Congress says "All we need is another trillion dollar bailout to get the economy rolling again" because the government's got experts that say we can spend our way out of debt... and never mind where the money's coming from, or how we'll pay for it.

Or pay off the national debt, which is about $10.6 trillion dollars.  

As of Saturday night, January 24 2008, at 9:59PM EDT, your personal share of the nation's debt is $34,780.08.  

Will that be paper, or plastic?

--  --  --

Still complaining about slow service and long lines at the grocery store?  

We ain't seen nothing yet.  Americans in the 21st century are about to get their first glimpse of an entirely new way of life.

And it ain't at all what they're expecting.


In 1922 Germany, a loaf of bread cost 163 marks.  By the next year, the same loaf cost 201 billion marks ... that's  800,000,000,000%  inflation.  For some elderly folks, that meant using their entire lifetime savings to buy an apple.  No kidding.

The value of German mortgages in 1913 was roughly $10 billion US dollars. At the height of hyperinflation in late 1923, these mortgages were only worthy one US penny. - source


Believe it or not, that was the good news ... because nobody wants to start whispering about the black-hole spectre of a world-wide Deflation.


9:29 AM 26 January 2009 Updates:

Get a Mac ... for gaming?

Mariana Bridi da Costa

News story 1.




UFO Over Inauguration?

Oh, brother.


Friday, January 23, 2009

"Who do you say I am?"

On the way to the villages around Caesarea Philippi, Jesus asked his disciples, "Who do people say I am?"

The disciples told him that some folks said he was John the Baptist, Elijah or one of the prophets.  Then Christ asked, "But what about you?  Who do you say I am?"

--  --  --

Ever asked a friend, "What do you think about me?"

You're likely to get answers like, "Oh you're my best friend" or "I can always count on you" or maybe even "I wish I could be a friend like you."

But there's a world of difference between asking "What do you think about me?" and asking, "What do you say about me?"  Because sometimes what our friends tell us they think isn't quite the same thing as what they say.

Especially behind our backs, when our friends don't think we'll ever hear it.  

--  --  --

So let's go back to the beginning: Christ didn't ask his disciples, "Who do you think I am?"  No, Jesus already knew what they thought.

Instead, he asked his disciples what they said about him ... when they weren't within earshot.  When they spent time with unbelievers.  When they were grumbling among themselves.

Or on Friday nights when they felt like "getting their sin on" ... and didn't think he was around to see or hear it.

Now imagine Jesus asking all his disciples, 

"What about you?  Who do you say I am?"



It is written: "I believed; therefore I have spoken." With that same spirit of faith we also believe and therefore speak."
-  2 Corinthians 4:13


That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved.
- Romans 10: 9-10


Whoever acknowledges me before men, I will also acknowledge him before my Father in heaven.
- Matthew 10:32

Thursday, January 22, 2009

DJ's Prayer

I used to help David Jolley make videos for church ... so I hope he won't mind if I "edit" this post from his blog:

My Prayer

This is how today influenced me…
I need release from myself.  I need vision from you to see circumstances and people the way that you do.  I want to be more like you.  I want to love my wife with the passion and power that you do.  i want to understand that the more i want to love and protect my family, you want it more.  

You are never the one that has failed my family, i am the only one that does that.  Please help me take myself out of every situation so that I don’t distract others from you.  Humble me.  Teach me to trust myself less in every situation.  Teach me to lead selfishly.  Teach me to lead in the way that will indirectly impact my family by what change occurs in me.  Burden me with being humble and free from myself.  Break me.  

i pray for purity of me and my family.  i can’t lead my family if i can’t follow your cues.  Cripple my pride and teach me forgiveness.  Burden me with your will.  Continue to remind me how unworthy i am.  Show me YOUR power and let me rejoice in Your success. The eyes through which my children see the world are a result of my example.  The total service and submission to my wife is my responsibility.  Lord, kick my a[ttention]. 

Others can learn from my pain. I want you to take what I think I can control.  My process is weak to your concern. Let me lead with my silence and not my voice.  I want to have release instead of a grip. i can only speak if i stop talking. You spoke me into existence with the breath that protects me. i can only impact others by them seeing your grace.  i walk today heavier than i did yesterday.  The more confidence i have in myself, the less you can depend on me.  

If i don’t cross paths with the devil everyday, i am going in the same direction he is.  i am what use to be and You are the future.  Flesh, pride, and circumstances are a reference of how small things are in the scheme of time. You speak into me only what you can trust me with.  Monitor my thoughts and filter my words.  

i stand accountable for the environment i create that my family lives in.  Make me walk away from those I distract.  Give me opportunities to fail so that i can learn.



The BarackBerry



Yes, Barack Obama will get a BlackBerry — after some government spook agency puts in an ungodly amount of encryption (and maybe some back doors so they can listen in). Last week, it was looking like Obama would not get to keep his BlackBerry for security reasons. Separately, incoming White House lawyer Cassandra Butts had told his staff that they would not be allowed to use IM, with each other or with reporters. - source

E-mail has long been treated with suspicion by the Secret Service because of fears it could be hacked into by foreign espionage agencies, or that sensitive information could reach the public domain via a single mis-stroke of the "send" key.  There are also concerns that mobile devices such as BlackBerries, which contain built in GPS technology, could be hacked into, revealing the president's location within a few feet.  

Writing on his blog for the Atlantic magazine, Marc Ambinder reports that the National Security Agency has approved a $3,350 smartphone -- inevitably dubbed the "BarackBerry" -- for Obama's use.  The exclusive Sectera Edge, made by General Dynamics, is reportedly capable of encrypting top secret voice conversations and handling classified documents. - source

Get your own Edge here.







Wednesday, January 21, 2009

The Faith Hobby

Church isn't just for Sundays, prayer isn't a private act of self-fulfillment or empowerment, and professing faith in Christ isn't an option to be set aside for our convenience .

2000 years ago, many of Jerusalem's religious leaders believed in Christ, yet they were afraid to confess their faith for fear of being booted from the synagogue.  Getting 86'd from the temple wasn't just a disgrace ... it was personally embarrassing, socially humiliating and professionally decapitating.

I can almost picture those well-dressed leaders, maybe they were like deacons, standing huddled together on the parking lot before the synagogue service with their camels (the transportation kind), shrugging to each other, "I mean sure I believe, but like, membership has its privileges ... like being fed and bossing the High Priest around ... and I kinda like keeping my private side to myself, ya know?  Besides, what difference does it really make?"

And then they put their church faces on and marched inside to play pious in front of each other, keeping their faith hidden and private ... because they loved praise from men more than praise from God, and couldn't turn loose of their old, comfortable lives.  Faith was their hobby, not their conviction.

Wonder how many changed their minds after the resurrection?


For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved.
- Romans 10:10

Whoever disowns me before men, I will disown him before my Father in heaven.
-Matthew 10:33

We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.
- Romans 6:24

... so God must not either? (updated)

Our culture is vexed with the notion of "Choice."  We're encouraged to Have It Your Way in every respect  ... even if that means being disrespectful.  Go ahead, express yourself!

Who can say you're wrong?  Everybody's personal opinion is as worthwhile and valid as anyone else's.

After all, since everything's relative it's your right to chose anything ... from choosing whether to add bacon to your burger, to use profanity in public, to lie if it's convenient, to have sex outside of marriage, to kill an unborn child, on down to whether or not God exists: It's Your Choice.

Folks therefore feel empowered to choose what God said, and often take this approach: "I already know what I like, and since I'm basically a smart, hard-to-fool Good Person, that gives me a pretty good handle on what God's like."  

Their reasoning goes like this:

- I don't see anything wrong about being gay, so God must not either.

- I don't think people go to hell if they don't accept Christ, so God must not either.

- I don't think tithing applies to the New Covenant, so God must not either.

- I don't like organized religion, so God must not either.

- I don't think my private sins are a big deal, so God must not either.

- I don't know what happens when you die, so God must not either.

- I'm not sure Jesus is the only way to Heaven, so God must not be either.

But here's the kick in the gut:

- I don't like people acting like they've got all the answers; arguing with me about salvation, about what's right and wrong, and about what to believe ... so God must not either.


Woe to him who quarrels with his Maker, 
       to him who is but a potsherd among the potsherds on the ground. 
       Does the clay say to the potter, 
       'What are you making?' 
       Does your work say, 
       'He has no hands'?

- Isaiah 45:9

I HAVE to think this ...

(Wednesday Boating Humor)

We like to think our bodies are solid, but they're actually not.

The reason is simple: if an individual atom was the size of a football stadium, the nucleus would be about the size of a quarter ... and its electrons would be zooming around the upper decks.  Meaning, there's a whole lot of empty space inside an atom.  See?

So theoretically, probability says that if you kept trying for about 5 billion years, on at least one attempt all the atoms in your body would line up perfectly ... and allow you to walk right through a solid brick wall.  Amazing.

--   ---  --

After three days of effort, I finally managed to install two new electric outlets in Calypso's helm.  The first day's progress came to a screeching halt when I dropped one of the outlet screws onto the deck, and couldn't find it.

The second day's attempt faltered when I dropped one of the outlet cover screws ... and couldn't find it either.

Losing two successive screws on a flat, unobscured 4-foot square fiberglass surface isn't just frustrating: it's maddening.  I spent 90 minutes doing the actual install, but wasted 4 hours looking for screws.

Where could they possibly have gone?

I mean, it's like losing a marble inside a shoe.

--  --  --

I can sleep more easily now, after figuring out what happened: the screws' atoms were perfectly aligned with all the empty space in the fiberglass deck's atoms, which permitted both screws to fall straight through the deck ... and into the dreaded bilge.

Falling into The Bilge raises all sorts of puzzling new issues about warping space/time dimensions, most of which are too scary to discuss here.  I think it's sufficient to say those two tiny screws are probably rolling around now on the lavatory floor of Oceanic flight 815.  In which case they'd be LOST forever.

At least, that is, until tonight's season 5 premier.


Tuesday, January 20, 2009

A strange new sound

Woke up in the dark this morning to a sound I'd never heard before.

No, it wasn't mermaids and it wasn't the mysterious moaning known as the Bloop ... or even whale songs: it was ice pressing the fiberglass sides of my boat.






Kinda reminds me of Beneath the Icy Floe; go figure.

Monday, January 19, 2009

A song that sticks


But if anyone obeys his word, God's love is truly made complete in him. This is how we know we are in him: Whoever claims to live in him must walk as Jesus did.
- 1 John 2:5-6