
I think we are becoming increasingly like our pets. We’ve slept all morning. Again. In fact, it’s been me, both dogs and, at times, six cats all snuggled up together as if our lives depended upon the joint body heat. If I don’t have something specific to occupy my time, such as joining someone for coffee, I will sleep. If I complain about all the sleeping, I’m told, “Your job right now is to get rest.” In other words, sleeping all this time is supposed to be good for me. Chemo is hard on the body. Get rest.
I’m noticing, however, that not everything that’s supposed to be good for you actually is. The US, Jordan, Egypt, France, the Netherlands, and Belgium engaged in a joint aid drop over Gaza earlier today. The packages contained much-needed food and basic medical supplies. This is a good thing, it would seem, given the inability to get aid to the people starving in Gaza.
What happened? One of the parachutes on a “parcel” failed to fully deploy causing it to crash to the ground killing five and wounding eleven. Obviously, this wasn’t the size parcel UPS typically carries. The package was supposed to help. It did exactly the opposite.
Aid groups also criticized the drop as being “wholly insufficient” to meet the growing humanitarian need in Gaza. A UN aid coordinator said that the airdrops were a “last resort.” Israel and Hamas have made any other means of supplying aid impossible. Wanting to do good and being able to do good are rarely unified when dealing with matters of this scale.
What’s next? In his State of the Union address last night, President Biden said, “I’m directing the US military to lean an emergency mission to establish a temporary pier in the Mediterranean on the Gaza coast that can receive large ships carrying food, water, medicine, and temporary shelters.” The mission will take weeks to plan and develop before any aid flows through the pier, but it sounds like something good to do, doesn’t it?
Maybe. What happens if Israel decides that somehow Hamas is using the pier? Are they going to bomb US military personnel, aid personnel, and Palestinian aid workers? Can Hamas be trusted to let the aid come in and get to the places where it is most desperately needed or will the shipments be hijacked? There is the distinct possibility that’s what meant to help could make things much worse in the region.
Funny how there are so many people who don’t want things to go well, who don’t want people to be helped, unless they are the ones doing it. Stupid-fund baby Elon Musk is a prime example. Recently, he’s been trolling MacKenzie Scott, Jeff Bezos’ ex, for her no-strings-attached generosity. There she is out there trying to do good by not attaching a bunch of stupid rules to her donations, and for some absolutely ridiculous reason, Musk feels threatened.
Really? How the fuck is Musk concerned? How do Ms. Scott’s donations affect him in the slightest? Oh, he’s afraid she’s using charities as a front for PAC donations.
Let’s break this down: Billionaires are never self-made. Billionaires are hoarders. Billionaire wealth comes from the hard work and creativity of thousands of people who are paid too little for their labor. Billionaires don’t earn shit.
They sure do care a lot about their image, though. They’ll spend millions of dollars employing staff to do deep dives on the charities they might help fund. They apply a lot of rules as to what the recipients can and cannot do with the money. Reporting is critical. Why? The billionaires don’t want anything to go sideways and tarnish their image. They don’t want to be left looking foolish or like bad guys. They want applause. They want to give the appearance of caring about the organizations they fund.
Is anyone buying this bullshit?
Along comes Ms. Scott with the novel approach of no-strings-attached funding. No carefully negotiated contracts. No limits on how the funds are used. No penalties. Only straightforward generosity. Suddenly, all the boys in the club are scared. That should teach us something about the true motives of those who are complaining about Ms. Scott’s donations.
And accelerate the argument that billionaires need to be heavily taxed. They owe every country where they have operations. They have because others starve.
I think I need to lie back down.
Morning Update: 03/16/24
Everyone slept. Both kids came in from school, went straight to bed, and didn’t wake up until late. No one had dinner. No one did chores. They just slept. I’m not complaining. I had a 16+ hour sleeping day myself. I can’t explain why yesterday was more tiresome than others, but we were all caught by the plague and I’m not hearing anyone complain about it this morning. Will that translate to increased activity today? That’s doubtful, but we’ll see. Tipper is motivated to finish up her costume for ComicCon next weekend, so that may keep her awake for a while. G, though, is still dragging a bit this morning.
I’m still kinda bummed that we don’t have corned beef to cook for tomorrow. The prices are too high. We can’t get a small amount, either. The kids plow through a three-pound slab without raising their heads. Meat, in general, has gotten too expensive for modest budgets. We have plenty of beans if I remember to put them on to soak the night before, but again, there’s that problem of falling asleep and not waking up in time.
One of my former babysitters (understand, she babysat me and my brother) posted last night that she was making cinnamon rolls from scratch and I swear I can smell them coming out of the oven. Of course, 500 miles is too great a distance to even think about having her send me a pan. Plenty of bakeries make cinnamon rolls, but there’s nothing like the texture, flavor, and smell of those fresh out of someone’s home oven. Do I need them? No, of course not. They sure would make me feel good while I was eating them, though.
Food is a critical element for anyone, but the combination of chemo and diabetes makes it a critical matter. Not eating isn’t an option and could potentially have deadly results. Eating comfort food, like cinnamon rolls, doesn’t help my sugar intake. I have to eat something when taking the chemo, but if it’s too heavy I get indigestion. In fact, eating too much blocks the effects of the chemo, so that’s not a helpful path. Trying to keep everything in balance is a daily challenge. We know lean meats and veggies are best, but for breakfast? Who wants green beans for breakfast?
The State of Indiana is getting its Happy Hour back. 40 years ago, the state banned the practice of Happy Hour at bars and restaurants out of concern that it encouraged people to over-consume alcohol within a short period of time, leading to more drunk driving. As of July 1, it’s back. The state legislature passed the bill earlier this year and Gov. Holcomb signed it yesterday at one of the city’s oldest bars.
Here’s the catch: Happy Hour cannot extend beyond 9:00 PM. That sets the stage for a number of hypothetical situations. One would be that people might be encouraged to get their drunk on earlier, releasing them into the wild during rush hour. Another might be that bars that offer Happy Hour could see a significant downturn in business after 9:00 PM. A third possibility is that it could bring back the after-hours office drinking that was once a regular part of any business.
Are those concerns still applicable, though? With so much work being done remotely, there aren’t as many people in offices who want to get together after work. They have children and pets to get home to. They have errands to try and run. And younger employees simply aren’t interested.
Bars and restaurants are still not the late-night draw that they were before COVID. Kat came out of a performance venue last night to nearly empty streets in one of the most fashionable areas of town. Bars struggle to pull people in late because young people especially are interested in things other than drinking until they puke. That doesn’t mean you won’t find a party here or there, but ask almost any bar owner and they’ll tell you that they’re struggling to attract and keep people very late, especially during the week.
As for the drunk driving concerns, rates of drunk driving fatalities have been steadily on the downturn since 1985. Sure, even one death is devastating, but once again, that 21-35-year-old demographic that was previously responsible for so many tragedies is more responsible for their drinking than their parents’ generation.
The proof is in the pudding and it seems natural that there could be an uptick in public drunkenness and drunk driving during the latter part of the summer. But overall, I don’t think there’s much danger of returning to the levels that existed all the way back when I was in college. We were the generation that defined rowdy drunken parties. I’m hopeful our children learned to not make the same mistakes.
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