Posted On: Monday - February 21st 2022 6:57PM MST
In Topics:   Student and other Snowflakes  Political Correctness  Liberty/Libertarianism  Race/Genetics  Inflation  Dead/Ex- Presidents  Holiday from Stupidity
The first I heard of today's day off from school (only yesterday) was due to a "teacher work day". I guess it's pretty bad that I forgot, but there used to be 2 holidays, one for The Founder of our country, General George Washington, and another for the tyrant Abraham Lincoln for forcing the country together at the expense of opt-out Federalism. Since then it's been "You can secede anytime you want, but you can never leave..."
I remembered the two from my day, but now this Doctor Reverend Martin Luther King, Junior thing is observed with more fanfare than George Washington's birthday. Clown Country, indeed! At least in the elementary school, they do call it President's Day. Then, I saw my wife showing me Donald Trump observing this in the same manner as Father's Day. No, dummy, this is not some type of "All Presidents Day" - it was just plural due to being about both Abe and George.
I had though about, if anyone else, I would go for a Calvin Coolidge Day. That's what a traditional Liberty-loving America ought to celebrated - a President about nothing. Well, as it turns out, without my having even mentioned Silent Cal, my 4th grade boy told me that he was born on the 4th of July*, so that doesn't help.
To add more insult to the in-your-face Marty King bull, we just saw on the wall of another school a flyer about some contest involving drawing Harriet Tubman for the 20 dollar bill. Just over a year back, Peak Stupidity spent a good deal of time wondering what the plan will be once these odious pieces of fiat currency finally come out. (President Trump put the kibosh on them temporarily.) The 3 posts are Tubmania and a cashless economy - More on the Tubwoman Twenty and - Final Tubman-thumping post. Now I'm thinking the first thing I will do is get about 10,000 bucks worth of tens, unless they become woke themselves before then.
she drinks a lager drink, she drinks a cider drink ...
She is not to be confused with another historical figure, one Aunt Jemimah.
I explained to my boy that hey, I don't really have anything against the woman, per se, but if you're going to get to the level of someone of that status in history, there would be 10's or 100's of thousands of White Men or women who would deserve the spot first.
Coincidentally, just the other day, some other kid from the Cub Scouts informed me that Miss Tubman used the observation that moss grows on the north side of the trees to help in her underground railroad operation. Holy cow, these kids are getting "wokened" even more than I though! "Uh, yeah, every Boy Scout knows that", I told him. "That's not any big thing. I don't really care much about Harriet Tubman. There's been slavery all over the world, and it's still going on..." "In Africa!", the kid chimed in. Ha, he's not too far gone. I hadn't even noticed that some younger Mom was sitting with us. Not a peep came out, luckily, because I wasn't in the mood to hear it.
In I ain't raisin' no snowflake, Peak Stupidity related some fun monkey-wrenching my son and I were doing at the U involving post-it notes. I haven't been in that building in a few months, but I see now that our notes may have caused some consternation from the fragile snowflake set. Or, they just cleaned up. The blank post-it notes and the markers are gone. One note of my son's managed to escape the purge, something about "stop the stupidity". (No, I did not dictate this note. It was some great independent thinking!) Hmmm, I may have to stop by the drug store stationary aisle next time ...
Finally, we revisit The Rockford Files for a minute. That first half of season 1 I've been watching was 48 years ago! That means there's been not a small amount of devaluation of the US dollar, hence price inflation, in that near half century. This big-shot finance guy (the actor was very familiar-looking, BTW) who Jim Rockford was feeling out for info on the evil financial company that was screwing him over stuck Jim with a bill for their 2 gourmet hot dogs. (Rockford seemed to have this happen very often, haha.) I mean, these were foot-longs with the trimmings on a nice platter, at a food place inside the office building, so pretty fancy. Wel, Jim looked at the bill and was shocked: "6 dollars and 36 cents!" he complained.
What would 2 gourmet hot dogs with the fixing and sides** in a nice cafe inside a spiffy office building cost now? I'd say at least $20 before the tax - Rockford's bill was including the California sales tax.. That's a guess though, as I don't live in that world and am trying to eat a bit healthier than Jim Rockford, with his frequent visits to the taco stands. Time to go to the Money Chimp. This table tells me the combined State and local tax would be 6.0%. Of course, we're guessing anyway, but lets just use $22.
The Chimp says 2.6% is the compounded inflation rate. Let's see. That long period includes a half decade of wicked high inflation (well for non-Wiemar America, that is), then a tailing off period, then the period in which I maintain it really was very low - the mid-90's through mid-'00s, and then a slowly increasing rate up through this Zhou Bai Dien "I did that --> era, as in, now. Interesting.
From what I read from people who never have explained why it should be so, the FED has targeted 2% as the ideal inflation rate. Ideal for whom, is the question. In my humble opinion, It's not the ideal rate for a responsible guy who puts away many multiples of $6.36 in the expectation of it being able to buy the same amount of hot dogs or anything else a half century later. He would find it buys less than 1/3 the hot dogs. The rest of the money has been stolen. Well, we're at closer to 10% inflation right now, so even the American who doesn't care about the little financial stupidity details might start to care. If he does, he may want to read Dr.*** Ron Paul's latest column, The Federal Reserve: Enemy of American Workers.
We hope to get more focused tomorrow. First on the docket is a Peak Stupidity's take on the end of the Canadian Trucker protest.
* That was in 1972, 96 years after the Declaration of Independence.
** I don't feel like searching for the scene right now, but these were at least foot in diameter platters full of food.
*** Yeah, unlike Marty King there, this guy IS an actual doctor.