Lake Palestine (after loads of rain!!)
This post has been a long time coming!! I’m tired and busy right now, so I need to make it brief. I’ve spent too much time thinking my life is ‘small’……..many mechanisms of modern life can contribute to that type of mindset. There’s been a lot of dialogue about that very thing lately; ‘Everyone’s life is great and mine isn’t……..just look at Facebook and you’ll see!” Poppycock, I say.
I have a great life. I have two amazing kids. I have a (fairly) loving wife. I have a good job and a good home in a good neighborhood. I have a smart brain and a good education. I help others who have a hard time helping themselves.
I can exert very little control over what mean people do to nice people who own a pizzeria in Indiana. I can do very little to impact human trafficking in Cambodia. I doubt that I can do a lot this week to effect polar ice caps or radiation leakage somewhere. Nope I don’t own anything that floats. But, I can do something and I do do MANY things to help the world while living a full life. No, my life isn’t amazing. It isn’t filled with supermodels and high performance motorcycles (and whatever other stupid material thing that wont come to mind right now!) But I have good people and good co-workers and good neighbors and good fellow church-members in my life…..and that’s good. My life is good and I want to keep giving GOOD back to the world. I’m OK….I’m really, really OK…..and that’s great. Heck, that’s a long way from a ‘small life’!
Remember all the good in your life. Entropy resides all around us. Drink in today’s good stuff….because it won’t last forever!
I’m weird. I’m not particularly ashamed of it. I like esoteric things.
I work for a state agency…..and some months ago, I found a gigantic stack of old forms (from the 1970’s!!) near the big office shredder and I thought they were cool. Apparently, they’re the documentation concerning call-ins that people would make to complain about various public health issues. Here’s one (pretty much verbatim) from April 1977:
“Mrs. ‘B’ from Myrtle Springs, Texas calls in stating she has a shallow well for water supply. She complains that her next door neighbor has a mobile home and runs sewage out on the ground, less than 100 feet from her well. Couple both work in Dallas.
Action taken: Wrote letter — check June 20 — Called Mrs. ‘B’ Aug 8 — she said nothing has been done. Inspected this place with Mrs. ‘L’s’ son, 3-21-78 [nearly a year later!!!] Septic tank and field lines have been installed and apparently are working properly.”
—————— It appears to’ve been closed on 3/22/1978
It’s about the madness of occupational licensing and regulation in America and how the whole stinking mess is getting completely out-of-control!!
So, a few nights ago, I watched a web stream of an auction hosted by Heritage Auctions in Beverly Hills, CA. The company that did Coraline, The Box Trolls and ParaNorman auctioned off its original puppets made for the films. They even auctioned off this one-of-a-kind Coraline puppet (some sort of VIP giveaway thingie)……
Any-hoo…..this was a major big-bucks affair….I promise!! I watched about 45 minutes of the thing and it was pretty cool! Two versions of ‘Fish’ from The Box Trolls sold for $8500 and $12,000, respectively. But the big Ka-boom was Coraline’s Evil Other Mother puppet……..which brought a staggering $50,100!! That’s a chunk-o-change!!
I loved how just a manhole cover from The Box Trolls brought over $900! …a manhole cover!! Those are some people with money-to-burn!
Yes! Yes!! Yes!!! Read this!! I’m happy to say that Texas is looking into this very thing, which is why it’s getting rid of a few licensing boards/licenses!
Originally posted on TechCrunch:
Who should live and who should die? Every day, thousands of patients across the United States put their lives into the hands of trained medical professionals, relying on the skill, experience, and intuition of these experts to safely regain their health. Medical doctors are strictly licensed, required to go through years of rigorous academic training and apprenticeships before they are allowed to operate autonomously.
Should you buy daffodils or chrysanthemums? While hardly a life-or-death question (except perhaps yesterday on Valentines Day), florists in Louisiana can’t simply open a shop and begin providing floral advice. In decidedly un-floral language, the state of Louisiana requires a license to be a retail florist, demanding a written exam before one is allowed to “arrange and sell floral designs, cut flowers and ornamental plants.”
Whether doctors or florists, occupational licenses have grown incredibly common in the United States, encompassing possibly more than 1000 professions and…
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