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The Cubs, LeBron, DWade, Latrell Sprewell and Anthony Weiner

The Cubs --suck, just suck.  Maureen and I were in chicago for a conference last week and I had tickets for two games.  We went Tuesday night and watched Marmol collapse in the 9th.  I was out of the building so fast I turned around and poor Maureen was still in her seat.  Then the next day she had to work (one of us has to) and I went to a day game.  As my son Kurt will tell you, 'ain't nothing like a day game at Wrigley in the sun'...except I always forget what team plays in the building.  Suck, suck suck...got beat again.  Upon my return home Maureen and I watched them give up back to back walk offs to Pujols...suck, suck, suck.  I put everything I owned that had the Cubs logo on it in a box and placed it in front of my house with a sign that said FREE...it's all still there.  Gee, wonder why... LeBron --I actually met LeBron James right after he signed with the Cavaliers and was a shill for Coca-Cola at a press conference we had in NYC ...

Taxing fat people and stupid people

Somewhere in Arizona, that bastion of 'take my liberties please" someone has suggested a $50 tax on Medicaid patients that are obese or who smoke---meaning, people overweight and people who are pretty stupid considering they do something that everyone knows will kill them should be required to pay this meaningless tax.  The theory is these folks tax the Medicaid system more because they are sick more. Medicaid is the program for poor people right?  I mean, I want to make sure I'm understanding this new idea coming from the state that hates anyone who isn't white and perfect more than anyone else.  Medicaid provides medical services to the poor...gee, what a shock Arizona wants them to pay more. Now one side of me, by the way, agrees.  I actually do believe those that are continuing to do something (smoke) that they don't have to and that costs others more money should be stopped or at least encouraged to quit.  And frankly I think there is something to be sa...

This is probably the last post because the world ends saturday

You know, this has been fun.  I mean I think of something and write about it and millions of followers (three) take it and pass it on and we change the world together.  Only no reason to keep going.  Harold Camping and Family Radio say the world is ending Saturday, or at least it's starting to end Saturday but the show runs five months.  Not sure why it takes god that much time but he says it will. Camping, if you haven't heard, has taken his Bible-that book full of myths, stories, made up stuff written by men (no women allowed remember) and has figured out 1) when Noah's flood was and 2) the exact date 7000 years later that the rapture will start and the just will be elevated to heaven and the rest of us will die horrible deaths.  Never mind that in 7000 years the calendar he's using has changed several times.  Old Harold-and Harold alone!-has figured it out. Have you SEEN Harold Camping?  First of all  he looks like he was here for that floo...

So, tell me why this wouldn't work

In an earlier post I suggested you not take your economic prognostications from an old gym teacher.  But here I am making another one. Well, not a prognostication but asking a question.  What would Thoreau Say... Why wouldn't a flat tax work?  Really, what if we said everyone...and I mean everyone-people, companies, nonprofits (yes, nonprofits-more below), churches...everyone paid 10% on everything they brought in.  Everything. If you are Bill Gates or Warren Buffett and you make $2 billion during the year, you pay 10%-no exemptions, no deductions, no monkey business... If you are BP and you made $15 billion last year (which they did), you pay 10%-no exemptions, no deductions, no monkey business... If you are the church Our Lady of the Paved Driveway and you take in 100k in contributions during a given year you pay 10k in taxes-no exemptions, no deductions, no monkey business... Huh?  Why wouldn't that work?  I bet the treasury would have mor...

Two Times a Day for Peace

After overwhelming public response to my having not posted in a while (one email), I resume today jotting down some thoughts on the simple life, a life responding to "What would Thoreau Say?" In a talk I'm giving at the National Cathedral next week I am presenting the workshop I call SiSiSa---Simplicity, Silence, Sabbath.  In this workshop we confront a series of questions about our life in an effort to simplify it, find room for silence, and take steps toward defining what sabbath can mean to us in our lives. In the silence section we will explore something I call Two Times a Day for Peace, a simple system for meditation (it has been called meditation light) I developed and use to slow down...I present the contents of TTDP below.  Let me know your thoughts and perhaps respond with how you create peace... TWO TIMES A DAY FOR PEACE Introduction Several ago my son and his girlfriend joined me in a Peace Walk sponsored by Thich Nhat Hahn as part of “peace is every st...

Purgatory and the Cubs

The church has created some goofy stuff in its 2000+ years but nothing is goofier than purgatory.  As I remember it from my best friend as a kid, who was scared to death of being sent there after he died, it's that place you go after you buy the farm if you weren't baptized, or you were a bad person or maybe if you masturbated too much (not sure on that one but if this was one of the qualifiers, he was in deep trouble).  In other words this was the place where you waited to go to heaven.  Kind of the Greyhound Terminal for dead people. People could actually pray you out of the place too.  If you had enough people praying for you to get out of purgatory, I guess some score keeper would determine just when you had enough pray-ers and presto you were out!  My friend was always worried not enough of us would pray for him...he was right. If his fate was left to the clowns I hung around with, he was going to be there a long time. Really, heaven is s...

I always read the names of the dead

Every other day or so the NY Times lists those killed in the wars we're fighting.  It's always kids, in their 20's, some in their 30's...all of them dead. I read them slowly.  It's the only part of  the paper I really concentrate on.  I try to see them, their faces, their smiles, their eyes.  I can't of course, but I try.  And I pray for them and thank them like I should, though my thank you  isn't for what all the war makers want  me to thank them for-for keeping me safe, because nobody fighting in Iraq, in a war that has taken hundreds of our kids for absolutely no reason at all isn't really making me safer.  In fact as that war goes on it makes more terrorists which can be argued makes me less safe. No I thank them for being willing to say yes to the war makers because it reduced the chances my son would have to go and fight.  Yup, there, I said it.    I thank these kids for their selflessness for sure.  But I ...