Warner Brothers flash toon; Stud driver. Fail?
To Cerpicio I once asked, "Do you want to get there fast, or do you want to get there safe?"
"A little bit of both", he remarked.
This is our tale, thanks to Warner Brothers for drawing it out of my mind.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Daffy driver
Posted by Marcus at 2:47 PM 1 comments
Intelligence
I applaud the creators of this video. It was well crafted!
I also would like to mention that generally rap with these types of lyrics are at this level of stupidity. They might as well just say, for they aren't singing, "sex" for the 3.5 minutes of "song". I suppose this is the origin of the one-minute man.
Do you really think ten years, twenty years down the road you're going to put this in and think ... man, that was when music was good and the lyrics really hit my soul.
Posted by Marcus at 1:15 PM 0 comments
lack of black
My city is going to go deep red like battlefields of old. The schools need fixing, got it. That bill is $500 million. The city bought lots of property downtown and will build a stadium, which is a bad idea. That is $100 million. There are infrastructure projects, which should take place over the ill-fated downtown project. That is $25 - $200 million. So where is the city going to get the money ... not us, said the the citizens. Not us, said the annexed regions of the city. Not us, said the loan companies. Not us, said the few companies staying because they aren't paying taxes.
So, the homeowners and taxpayers get the new bill of $1 billion dollars, payable over a ten to fifteen year period. Thanks, thanks, and thanks!
Posted by Marcus at 12:51 PM 0 comments Labels: news
Phoenix man
To law enforcement and citizens, I offer this one simple tip: make no pretense about it, suspect is not to be taken alive. A hero's welcome to the person(s) responsible for the proper capturing and executing of the guilty serial rapist. We are not interesting in the live capture of this person. You may use any means necessary. Please include disintigration. Take a stand ... evil must go.
Posted by Marcus at 12:45 PM 1 comments Labels: news
"O" words
GITMO, RITMO, what's next, RUTRO? RUTRO, Raggy, rear rin rubble! Look, if you are a face on TV and can't say your name, let alone a foreign name, you probably ought to bow out. If you're a reporter and you don't take the ten seconds to go to google or merriam-webster, shame on you.
I was asked in an interview to pronounce a phrase, "et cetera". Apparently the man had his fill of people striding with their airs pretending to be wise, yet blurt out, "notafinga", or go into "Open sarsaparilla. Open Saskatchewan ..."+
Cut to the chase, if you can't say it right, don't make a new word. There are famous people who make up words, but that should not be a trend. 50-cent. Those who respect him are outright stupid. With the spelling power of Mike Tyson and the humility of Gore-Clinton, we proceed with reporters who couldn't bluff their way out of a misplaced comma.
+ Hassan charged with guarding treasure cave entrance in Bugs Bunny cartoon
Posted by Marcus at 12:30 PM 0 comments
Indigo, or the other end of the spectrum
I posted about Red, where movement is slower, regardless of how common and shiny it might be.
Indigo might retort harshly with, "Enough with the working class hero crap!"+ The priviledge is mine, earned, why look at my degree from the University of Las Vegas. I spent four long months getting that online degree between poker and these damned reports I keep getting. Yeah, work is a nusance. I worked long and hard managing people doing things I don't understand. I'm wanting more of this "i" stuff. I've had some of the e-learning and e-commerce, but I like "i".
I got an iPod. The Wii is better because it has two i's. I'd like to have i-commerce, and i-learning, and i-thinkpad. I'll start the i-generation.
+ Jaws
Posted by Marcus at 11:53 AM 0 comments
Rotisserie positions
There are a couple of local companies that tout growth, importance, "and other fine stuff like that there", yet have an old White Castle building, still white, still fresh paint and french fry smell. The one place in particular had a very odd question indeed. What car do you drive?
What the? I drive Herz and I'm a backseat driver. What does it matter what car I drive? They didn't hire me. I think I was turned off on the question, showed it and the hiring manager was put off by me. Oh, well. That was a long time ago. I do find it interesting that this company apparently goes through new "talent" quickly or are really growing at a fast past. I think the former is more likely. I think it likely that it was a more sales than promotion job.
I want you to sell 110% of last week. So each week, you are gaining 10%. After six months, will expect 130% each week. Then you're on the fast track to management.
"Kiss ass while you bitch, so you can get rich, but your boss gets the richer off you."+
The job description I got was, "Take these fine new products from big name companies and get them displayed and sold in local markets." Now, what does my car have to do with that? I guess, presentation is foremost, which is fine. If I look like a slob, then say, "thanks, but we have more promising prospects". The company started early with the carrot. I have interviewed with other companies that start with the carrot.
Now, you can view "the carrot" in two ways, neither positive. A carrot can be on a string, on a stick in front of you, driving you forward. You are never really going to get the carrot. If you do, you have well exhausted yourself and are quickly tempted by another. The other "carrot" could be one given to the pet rabbit. While the rabbit eats kibble and sustaining food, what it seeks is alfalfa and carrots -- broccoli. These treats are given irrepective of effort or work. So there is no reward. This type of carrot is well documented, though humorously, in Office Space.
No more carrots! I am looking for a job, seeking a career. When you have a career, you grow, and are "into" it. You instictively seek to learn. You give a care about what you are doing, and even the company. The tokens and tickets and carrots are demeaning and make people unproductive and the company less profitable. So, the company has 60% aggrivated workers, so little is done. If the company has low morale, there is little incentive. The low pay, lack of raises and the expontential gain (salary, bonuses, benefits) of some CEOs and chairpersons sucks the life out of the company.
Dilbert shows the pointy-haired boss, less competent than TV. The TV is a medium for entertainment that is disguised as fact. It offers nothing other than programming mostly for toddlers. This is management that moves up in the company, doing nothing, yet finding ways to remove inspiration. I know that in a city job, I won't be more specific, when a person isn't performing, that person isn't fired. Oh, no. That would make sense. The person isn't shifted laterally either. The failing flunky is moved up, in charge of people and paper. When he can't do that, he's moved up to handle different paper and people. With each level, there is less responsibility and more pay. In this instance, it is a government job and the taxpayers pay for the flunky to move up the ranks because of failure.
On the lower end, an honest person might be stationed as a door, only ever moved and not on it's own accord. Not all persons are doors, but a great many are. A flunky passes through them on to the next place, while the door remains. Look, you're a good door. You helped keep out others and let an person pass. You have a purpose.
+ "Holiday in Cambodia" by Dead Kennedys (covered by) Laaz Rockit
Posted by Marcus at 11:25 AM 4 comments Labels: job
twenty-three is a magic number
Schoolhouse Rocks didn't see this coming! Bachelor's degree -- now very common, yields "jack" for pay. Let's see. I owe $22,000 - 45,000 for student loans. This job is paying me $23,000. How? Why? What?
"I'm wonder'n if a shake come wit dem fries"+
Twenty-three should not be the magic number. Now, I wouldn't expect 42, the answer to the meaning of life, but between 23 and 42 would be more reasonable, especially if you have experience.
What colleges need to do is cut the waste classes or brochure classes which you pay for a couple of paragraphs of information and move on to practical and useful classes. I wouldn't even mind paying for them, if they were online and I could finish twelve of those in a semester or faster.
How about an MBA. Okay, but what if I'm not a master salesman? I'm a "betterer" as MR put it. I have lots of ideas and I can improve things ... business or otherwise. I can read and comprehend post-doctorate scientific journals and pre-school scrawling. I can examine my old ways and build on them, making learning and doing faster.
I guess I'm just burned because middle and high school were a waste, followed by the useless classes in college which were wastes. I got debt and the salary I'm offered isn't real. Then, I have other political grievances, and I get to shoulder the financial burdon of bad action and planning by the government. When the blood is dried my this stone, me, it goes to the next generation and so on.
I want companies to pony up to qualified persons. I'm not asking for $50,000, and not $40,000, but $22 or $23 doesn't cut it. Perhaps the companies are more like France in that the old, old, old persons there, older than the walls of the building are not keen on change and forget that education costs and that some people wound up paying for it through loans. Perhaps they forgot that when they were hired, they struggled with debt and no money and were thinking, "give me a break ... a raise, please". When the cost of living rises and the gratuities and raises do not ... the nation will become the welfare state.
Whereas the terrorists plot to overthrow the government and to destroy its finances, the government and its complacency with companies overpaying CEOs and shipping jobs out of the country, the US will overthrow itself given enough time. At some breaking point, there will be rebellion or the reversal of democracy, since the clothes-wearing pigs seem to forget that some are not more equal than others.
American companies need a swift kick in the backside. A bachelor's degree in a field, not general studies
+ great communicator 50-cent
Posted by Marcus at 9:46 AM 1 comments Labels: job, life, work
Up, longer, straighter
not an "enhancement" ad. I have seen a great number of people with Christmas decore clinging to houses inside and out. While in Lafayette, the spirit is still alive or lingers with trees still in a front window room. I could summarily dismiss this as "white trash" laziness, or I could view it as clinging desperately to a dream, hope, and meaning.
I didn't especially like my minimalist Christmas this year, yet I am happy that I have friends and family, life and health. In fact, I think that, apart from insomnia, I am slightly healthier than last year. I didn't get my typical sinus infection.
I haven't discarded my thoughts on Christmas, my angst with minimal cash, and my vain efforts in other ventures.
Posted by Marcus at 9:25 AM 0 comments