Cardboard… so many questions…

 

Cardboard Box Revolution

We live in a city, because of the industrial revolution
And the suburbs because of automotive highway revolution
Then online shopping came to us via an information revolution
And a pandemic moved Christmas from malls to online
Resulting in a cardboard revolution

I’ve seen a leather wrist watch strap shipped in a shoe size box
We get exercise benefits getting all the cardboard into recycling
Will this cardboard be used to ship something to us in two or three months?
Is this an endless cycle?  
Have I handled these fibers more than once?
If not,
What do we do with all the extra cardboard for last mile shipping?
Who is making money in this cardboard revolution?

Oh, and I need a bigger recycling bin!

Remembering Penny Candy…

 

Penny Candy

It was 1965
I had a two coins in my hand
Running to the corner store
For cigarettes and a few pennies for candy
Grandma wanted her cigarettes
But I took careful time to view the candy
Trying to pick what I wanted, such an array
So many wonderful choices
With my brother, who wanted a say as well
Candy cigarettes were cool
But bubble gum had a cartoon wrapper
While taffy lasted a long time,
And so a decision was made
The candy cigarettes had 10 in a pack
And could be rolled up in my sleeve 
As we each had one on our walk
Back to Grandma’s house
With two packs of cigarettes
One of twenty and one of ten

 

All Politics is Local…

I was thinking about a statement, which is most associated with the great Speaker of the House in the Ronald Reagan era, Tip O’Neil, namely that “All politics is local”  …  even in a presidential election, it is apparent that it is local county and state election officials that determine and certify election results, and in key states this year have upheld the will of the people in the election of Joe Biden as the next President of these United States.  Many, of these local officials are Republicans, that have held firm to the law, to our democratic principles despite withering pressure from Trump and his campaign, and local pressure, including death threats from Trump supporters.

These true patriots are not bending to threats, to conspiracy theories and to the pressure of the people they have had long professional associations.  All politics is local… and we are fortunate that the founders of this country structured our federal election system the way they did, so that it was so big and diverse that we would have to work with each other to be successful, so that all the individual states of our country would have a say, so that local officials would provide for, represent and support the wisdom of the local politic.

I was also thinking that we are fortunate for the County Public Health officials that are holding the line, without adequate Federal, and many times State Political leader support.  They have been threatened for delivering public health advice based on data and science for the benefit of all us.   It takes brave people to do their job when it is unpopular.

Our institutions are working, our local leadership has shown commitment to data, science, to democracy and the law.  What is wrong with people that threaten those that are doing their job for our benefit to the best of their ability?  What is wrong with Washington GOP Leaders that refuse to support the local election officials for fear of a president on his way out of office?   A president who by the way, lost an election when down-ballot Republicans did very well… it says the people voted this president out because he is not what we want or need… this election was not a repudiation of conservative policy and principles. It was a repudiation of Donald Trump.

We should see local officials doing their job for democracy, or for public health as heroes… and show distain for our National Republican leadership.   Especially the loser on his way out. Thankfully, all politics are still local.

November Days…

Interesting… December starts on Tuesday this week… bringing highs in the 50’s … Can November, longer stay?

November Days

The sun warms our November days
And so we delight in soaking its rays
Until the evening arrives
When the sun quietly hides
And the air turns brightly cool
As it’s time for the moon to rule
Oh November behaving so well
May we a little longer dwell
And put off, Decembers biting cold
If you allow our request, so bold

Love…

I was reading poetry today, ran across a poem called Modern Love Song.  I couldn’t get past the title, for these words put together seem nearly incoherent, especially for a poem published in 1919, One hundred and one years ago.   My thoughts follow…

Modern Love

Love is active discovery process
Learning about others, and never knowing enough
Being understood in a way not thought possible
In a never-ending desired process
That is complex, and yet simple,
Joy in others joy
Is timeless and forever the same, and
As soon as the word modern is written
It already isn’t. 

Happy Thanksgiving … This has been a difficult year for so many people… Please be thankful for each other, and take care of each other!

The Pursuit of Happiness

I’m reading a book called Founding Principles, written by Thomas Ricks.  Ricks studied our founding fathers, with emphasis on the first four Presidents of Washington, Adams, Jefferson, and Madison and what they read, what they thought about, and how they were educated.  They were all heavily influenced by the Greek and Roman philosophies, politics, and mores.  They also had a heavy dose of Scottish Enlightenment.

What is amazing is that they not only thought deeply about the past, but they also thought deeply about the future, and not just their own future, but the future of a Republic they were creating.  They differ from us significantly because of their emphasis in virtue, meaning the desire to look at the people, the country in public life over one’s own self-interest.  They were aware that checks and balances needed to be in place to force different parts of the country and different people to work together.  The notion of compromise was important, the notion of checks on self-dealing and corrupt behavior was important.  Gridlock as it may happen in our current system was a feature to ensure all sides are heard.  State managed elections and the electoral college was brilliant.  It means there are no levers to invalidate an election at the federal level.  Furthermore, candidates need to consider all the states and their counties, not just the most populous cities.

But going back to what I considered amazing… The concept of time they held.  They valued ideas and brought them forward from a thousand years before, and thought about the future in the context of hundreds and thousands of years hence.  They were far from perfect, but they sought to build a country and a system that could not just last, but evolve with its people.   These were extraordinary men with diverse talents, that together figured this thing out called United States of America.

There have been many points of divisiveness in our country, and racial prejudices and the stain of slavery were the most significant.  We fought a civil war over this, and frankly it still echoes in our culture and our institutions and has been called upon, as of late, to encourage and stoke divisiveness again.

We must think about what connects us, not what divides us, we must as our founders did, think about what our nation will be in the long-run, it is each generation’s responsibility to think and act on the future, not the next four years, but the next hundred years. This requires vision, this requires, the ability to see into the deep past and understand, and to see into the far future and anticipate.

We the People, need to think about whom we turn to, who and how we educate, and how to ensure social and civil happiness, meaning prosperity.  For as our founders understood, it was the Pursuit of Happiness which gave reason for the precious protection of Life and Liberty.

After the Storm…

After the Storm

The trees shook everything
Loose that was dying anyway,
The dandruff is on the shoulder,
The odd fence has lost it’s pretense
Of providing artificial borders,
Water is receding
It’s so calm out
After so much howling wind
And sideways blowing rain
It is strange,
To see nature tired and fallen asleep,
But she still moves in her sleep,
Turning over once in a while,
Never completely at rest
Never completely at peace
Just dreaming of next time
And what she may do

My Stories, Poetry, Thoughts of the day