Saturday, August 18, 2007

You're Hired

The sweetest words in the English language are, 'I love you,' but two words that are almost as good: 'You're hired.'

Short and sweet but gosh they mean so much. It means my summer of unemployment is over. It means we can actually afford to do back-to-school shopping and give my daughter's room a much-needed-I'm-15-now makeover (on a small scale). It means getting the bills back up to date instead of doing my "creative financing" of our household.

In two years of blogging I've never named my places of employment while I actually worked there. Actually I've only named one place that I worked but that was long after I worked there. I know some may be feel it's a fear of being fired - in this day and age of people Google-ing or FaceBook-ing or MySpace-ing people before they hire them or even be college roomates- that's actually a healthy fear. For me it's less about fear than it is about how I would feel. I would want someone to ask me- or have sure facts about me- before blogging about me and I feel the same way about my employers.

Anyway, I'm back in the land of the employed. However being unemployed has given me some new perspective:

1. A job is just a job, not my whole life
I am capable of showing a high level of dedication to my job. I've proven that again and again. However, I've learned that no matter how hard I work, to always reserve my best efforts for my family, not the other way around.

2. I must find a way to start my own business
While I wasn't "working" I did some desktop publishing for a few friends who in turn referred me to their friends and before you could say "laser printer" I had a nice sideline going: Business cards and brochures, tickets and flyers, invitations for showers and such. Thus, Deborah's Desktop was born complete with an empty MySpace page and hope for the future. I think one day it would be nice to have my own desktop publishing business and maybe a copy shop. I must stop listening to naysayers who always try to sway me away from starting my own gig by saying, "Ah, starting your own business has it's own headaches."

Well, that may be so. But it'd still be my headache to have, not someone else's.

3. If I can help somebody as I pass along...
...then my living shall not be in vain. Being unemployed has given me the time to actually help people. Small errands for some elderly people at my church. Spending extra time with my mother and my daughter. Giving a lady walking in the blistering heat with a small crying child a ride. I had time to stop and smell the roses, but I also opened my eyes a bit wider to the world around me and saw that there is a world in need. Small things, but sometimes the small stuff needs sweating. I read somewhere once, "it's the small things that fret holes in life, like moths in cloth." I've always like sewing. If God is the tailor then we are thread. Blest be the ties that bind.

Monday, August 13, 2007

MC Rove, Exit Stage Left

Picture links to MC Rove's infamous
hip hop performance on YouTube.

The treasonous maggot who was responsible for outing a CIA agent, thereby killing many operations and blowing the cover of other agents globally, has announced that he will resign at the end of August.

For those who love to divide all things political into left and right you will find that either way, there isn't going to be anyone who's really sorry to see him go. When Rove finally carries his final box of crap from the White House, I'm quite sure every eye will dry.

Unfortunately, he hasn't resigned as any sort of comeuppance for the havoc he wreaked and the Democratic Republic he has helped to all but destroy.

Don't breathe a sigh of relief folks. Rove isn't leaving simply because there's not much more damage to inflict on America. Rove's exit has been rumored for months, even on his own Wikipedia page. However, many thought he'd be gone long before now and only those everyday citizens like me were foolish enough to think that Rove would escape the axe many saw coming after the 2006 Election.
In the January 29, 2007 issue of Newsweek, GOP activist Grover Norquist ...was quoted as saying "I think some people had given him up for dead, but he was good old Karl, upbeat and enthusiastic."
Cheney and Bush Sr.'s (and by default Bush, Jr.) had a dream of a conservative Executive, Legislative and Judiciary and it almost came true. The fact that it did not was not Rove's fault who gave his all to make sure it happened.

If not for the Republican sex scandals that continue to plague the party as recently as this summer, things would have gone a lot better for Rove. Not that the Democratic party has proven to be much opposition for a now minority Republican Congress. Even so, a pound of flesh must be exacted for anything less than total victory and Rove, who was once untouchable finds himself nearly as expendable as his own aid Scooter Libby.
"I don't know anyone who holds him personally responsible for what happened to us in the election", said a GOP national committee member, who declined to be named talking about the inner circle. "But his stature isn't quite the same.
Libby took the fall for everyone and was rewarded with commutation of his sentence. Still guilty but he doesn't have to go to jail. Unlike Libby, Rove actually worked his way Cheney's good graces enough that he doesn't even have to testify let alone be found guilty of anything.

Good riddance Karl Rove. May you be tried for treason one day when Bush's Executive Privilege Protection Charm wears off.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

What's Wrong With This Picture?


Click on the picture or this link for the article at Huffington Post about this ad.

From the article:
Intel has already apologized over its advertising campaign and is withdrawing it. Now Intel must recognize the insensitivity of its attack on class action system, where the rights of victims of discrimination are vindicated. Denny's Restaurants never would have gotten the message to stop discriminating against African Americans, but for a class action lawsuit.
Sometimes, a picture is truly worth a thousand words.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Chasing David Pepper

Two weeks ago I sat in Sunday Service, enjoying the singing and the overall feeling that is joy in Church on Sunday; of being with family and friends and the sense of God and prayer and the anticipation of our upcoming Sunday dinner.

I was sitting in one of the lower balcony seats and as I'm listening a man walks into the service and takes a seat a few rows from the front.

I turned to the man next to me and ask, "Am I trippin' or is that David Pepper?" We could only see the back of the man's head but the bearing, the hair, the moderate view of the profile we could actually see...

"Yeah. I think it is. Wonder what he wants?"

Now I've seen David Pepper in public several times, but this time, Mr. County Commissioner was on my home turf. This church has been my second home since before I could walk.

I was going to give that man a piece of my mind.

I took out a pen and started scratching out my top three issues I have with David Pepper. Once I outlined them, I prioritized them thusly:

1. The Jail Tax
Election Day, November 2006, Hamilton County Voters said no to a new jail and the tax increase that the Commissioners asked for to build it. County commissioners David Pepper and Todd Portune, waited about 6 months and in a 2 - 1 vote against their fellow Commissioner Pat DeWine, they voted to institute the tax anyway. Amid cries of foul play and "taxation without representation" Pepper and Portune merely pointed out that as elected representatives of the county, they were entirely within their authority to enact this tax. Their reasoning is that people here want a new jail but a) don't understand why a new jail is needed or b) want a new jail but don't want to raise taxes to build or maintain one. Unfortunately, Pepper and Portune will not point to reason C, which is...

2. The Pot Law (and other Kangaroo Court issues)
You simply cannot go to traffic court or civil court (for evictions) in this city without noticing that the majority of people there are black people and the remainder are white folks who are poor. Racial profiling is alive and well in Cincinnati with poor whites coming a very close second as the cops main target. David Pepper drafted and still supports his unsuccessful "pot law". Despite a promise to retire the law if it could be proved to lead to unnecessary arrests (it has) and to unfairly target minorities and the poor (it does), David Pepper not only has not pushed for the law to be retired, but pushes forward for a new jail, not taking into account that the supposed "overcrowding" may be caused by draconian unjust laws and jailing folks who shouldn't be there.

3. Spreading Fear, Uncertainty and Doubt
Using buzzwords and phrasing to make affluent citizens afraid of minorities and the poor is wrong. Every time David Pepper and Todd Portune threaten that violent criminals will have to be released in order to make room for new prisoners, they spread FUD unnecessarily. They know, I know and you know that violent criminals will not be released no matter how "crowded" the jails become. They also know that they've done a poor job of proving that the jails are crowded in the first place and that much bandied contract with Butler County to house Hamilton County prisoners isn't just a ploy to "prove" that Hamilton County jail space is lacking.

Pepper and Portune think we need to build a whole new jail in order to provide counseling and treatment to prisoners. They fail to recognize that Hamilton County voters have no need to trust them after the Stadium Tax issue, the Drake Hospital fiasco, the failed and still failing Banks Project, the "misplacement" of millions of Department of Human Resources funds and lastly, their refusal to listen to the voters last November when we voted NO on the Jail Tax issue in the first place.

David Pepper and Todd Portune are WRONG for not listening to the voters and dead wrong for doing an end run around them. It's only through the hard work of the Anti-Jail Tax coalition that this issue will be back on the ballot in November and the Commission need not bother threatening to cut other programs because the don't get to build their jail. They need to go back, dig deep, cut the cord from their corporate buds and get back on the side of the people.

And so, there it was. What I wanted to say in a nutshell. And I was going to buttonhole him until he heard everything I had to say.

Service ended and he walked up to shake hands with the pastor and then quickly walked toward the back of the church. I raced from the balcony, took the back way past the choir room to avoid the crowd. I glanced across the lobby and saw him headed out the door! All Sunday decorum lost, I literally sprinted across the lobby. "David!" I shouted, and everyone turned to look at me but the man I was pursuing.

I finally reached him, put a hand to his shoulder, he turned and smiled...

It wasn't David Pepper.

I felt a little sheepish, but I realized immediately that he had no idea why I'd touched him. I simply apologized as if I'd brushed him by accident, which he obviously though I had done.

"Excuse me, sir."

"No problem," he smiled again and went, not through the outer door, but into the other vestibule where the bathrooms were. No one else was even looking in my direction. Everyone was greeting family and friends as always after church, gathering children who were daring each other to dip a finger into the fountain and lamenting the heat. I crossed the vestibule to my own waiting family, smiling...

Next time, David Pepper.

Next time.