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Hey, Tim Geithner! I'm really good at my job too!

Can I stop paying my taxes on time, just like you did?

In better economic times, Mr. Geithner’s confirmation to be President-elect Barack Obama’s Treasury secretary might be in danger after the disclosure this week that he had paid more than $48,000 in delinquent taxes and interest. But with the economy so fragile, many senators are loath to rattle financial markets by rejecting someone with Mr. Geithner’s qualifications and international respect. By late Wednesday, Republicans as well as Democrats were predicting he would survive the controversy and be confirmed next week.

On the eve of this new post-Bush, postracial, postpartisan era, it dismays me that apparently there are still different sets of rules for the powerful and rich and us working schmos, regardless of the fact that Obama's campaign spun a happy dream of an administration whose members played by the the same rules as the rest of us.

Mary L. Schapiro, who appears this week at a confirmation hearing on her selection to head the Securities and Exchange Commission, has been accused in two lawsuits of making misleading statements to quickly complete a merger of regulatory organizations after which she received a 57 percent raise in her pay.

I am the daughter of a tax collector, and I have a probably unhealthy respect for authority. I fervently believe in government's role in providing a base level of services to all of us in this society, and I believe in my role in contributing to that mission by paying taxes. I even accept the precept (sort of) that I can't pick and choose which government functions I fund. In my family, tax protesters have been looked upon as misguided whack jobs. Yet in the past six years I have felt so impotent, so unheard and unrepresented by my government, that I have considered tax protest. The main reason of course is the Iraq war, but the financial bailout is now running a very close second. I am impotently furious that my tax dollars are being handed out, with no strings, to companies whose only instinct is self-preservation and whose only mandate is profit maximization.

Pretty much the only thing stopping me from protesting by withholding my tax payments is my middle-class fear of stepping out of line. If I weren't afraid that the shithammer of financial and reputation ruin would slam down on my head, I would write a check for a quarter of my income to well-run charitable organizations of my choice, and decline to hand over the equivalent amount to the federal and state governments.

Today the Senate voted to turn loose the second half of the $700 billion TARP bailout, after the first installment didn't loosen up the credit markets. What was it that our revered outgoing president said? "Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice ... won't get fooled again."

I don't have any smart conclusions. I just need to vent my disappointment at the apparent grinding on of the system, very much the same as it ever was, only worse.

01/15/2009 in Kvetch, political | Permalink | Comments (1)

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Hawk Hill, murder scene.

Sunday morning--a body was discovered in a car trunk in the parking area below Hawk Hill.  I can only imagine what the day's hawk-watching team thought of the commotion going on below. And since it's, you know, my hill--the place I like to breathe deep and admire  incredible natural beauty in the midst of urban sprawl-- I've been very interested in the news coverage.

Imagine my utter unsurprise yesterday to find out that it was a case of domestic violence, taken to the all-too-predictable ultimate endpoint. Some lowlife sonofabitch had been terrorizing a  poor girl for years and finally did the deed.  She died way too young. 

And you know, it's all well and good to write congresspeople or send money to the Family Violence Prevention Fund, but direct action has always been more emotionally satisfying to me than advocacy. I'm having a Hothead Paisan moment today.

10/25/2005 in Birding, Kvetch, political | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack (0)

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What he said.

I don't ordinarily make posts that consist of just a link, but you should read this: The President and Intelligent Design. I haven't hyperventilated about this particular incident (the president endorsing intelligent design) because it's so unsurprising--my outrage button is a bit worn out. Anyway, go read it.

08/09/2005 in Kvetch, political | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)

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Return good for evil.

In my fantasy world, the response to yesterday's atrocious acts would be to flood the  Middle East with teachers and nurses, not special forces and spies.  And while I don't believe in sending civilians into harm's way, I admire relief workers who do their work in places they know are dangerous.

Religious fanaticism, though--I don't know how you counteract that.

07/08/2005 in Kvetch, political | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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Help right a wrong.

I didn't realize that the song "West Memphis Moon" was based on actual events, but goshdarnit, it's a story song based on a true story.

And July 23 is world awareness day for the West Memphis 3, three kids who were convicted of murder on the sketchiest of evidence. There's a concert (benefiting their legal defense fund) planned in San Francisco for that day--at the Swedish American Hall. Jonathan Richman, Kelley Stoltz, Nancy Wilson (of Heart), Mark Kozelek (Red House Painters), Steven Jenkins (Third Eye Blind), and more are scheduled to perform. Check it out.

BTW, if you haven't seen Jonathan Richman, you should. He's a trip. I'm a little late to the party, considering that he started playing when I was a preteen, but I find his unselfconscious, geeky passion inspiring.

06/21/2005 in Kvetch, political | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

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Is this still a democracy?

I'm probably rather naive about the machinations (er, parliamentary tactics, pardon me) that go on every day on Capitol Hill, but this disturbs and frightens me. The way the Republicans have been openly strong-arming dissent and even debate out of existence seems plain antidemocratic, nay, un-American to me.

For months I've had an internal debate with myself about what my personal response should be to the systematic dismantling of just about everything I value. Escaping into a nice novel and my knitting seems like an attractive option, but my conscience would nag me. I remind myself that I'm not nearly as marginalized as members of resistance movements have been at other times in history. But for fuck's sake, Howard Dean's dismissal of true progressives in his speech last week...

"You're not going to see any 18-state strategies. We're going to be in places like Mississippi and Kansas and Idaho. We're going to be in the Republican counties of California from now on; we're not going to try to win by getting San Francisco and Oakland and Berkeley..."

makes me want to rejoin the Green Party. We're the conscience of the Democratic Party, you asshole--we're not the ones who've sold our souls to no good purpose. I think of myself as rather moderate politically, but I'm really fucking tired of being simultaneously denigrated and taken for granted--when it comes to voting and fundraising time. And I'm really, really sick of having to vote for craven, compassionless, money-grubbing cretins or mealy-mouthed apologists because "maybe they're electable."

I don't have a problem with Dean's "white, Christian" comment that raised such a furor, but these days we seem to live in a country where speaking the truth is punishable by media flaying.

Jeez, sorry for the outburst; I guess I shouldn't have gotten started. OK, time for some deep breaths and some more thinking. And perhaps a few e-mails to my representatives and a check to my favorite lefty advocacy group.

06/15/2005 in Kvetch, political | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)

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