Tuesday, February 03, 2015
Is it any wonder that the state and federal governments LOVE community colleges?
Shifting students there shifts the costs to the "yokels".
Saturday, May 25, 2013
NEARLY 10,000 ILLINOIS PUBLIC SECTOR PENSIONERS MAKE $100K A YEAR OR MORE
Taxpayers United of America (TUA) today released the results of its annual study of the top government pensions in the State of Illinois.“Illinois House Speaker, Michael Madigan (D), and Senate Majority Leader, John Cullerton (D), continue their political charade of pension reform while the number of six-figure pensioners grows 47% in one year to 9,900”, according to TUA president, Jim Tobin.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
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Friday, May 10, 2013
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Monday, May 06, 2013
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
The two turbines have been up for a while and as someone who drives by them both virtually every day I as well as others have noticed they don't seem to spin too much.
The Beacon News has an update and things are not going real well, in fact they are going poorly. They are barely covering the electricity used by the stoplights. Read the whole thing, it isn't going real well.
They seem happy that between the two turbines we are producing about 50 KWh a week or about 200 KWh a month... So how much is the city "saving"...
Well using data from here it appears and using the the summer rate of 5.511 cents per KWh the city is saving about 11 dollars a month. Not the $50 they say, using my ComEd bill after the electrical costs, the transmission costs and everything else besides the taxes and other listed on my bill I pay net about 9 cents per KWh, using that number it comes to about an $18 dollar a month savings.
Or to think of it another way it will take 543 years to pay for itself.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Thursday, May 27, 2010
When I was a child, “learning one’s colors” was an important pre-cursor to first grade. Fortunately, at that age, there are no fuchsias or peaches to worry about – just pure primary colors which I had no trouble with.
A few years later I realized that what I was seeing in color was not what others were seeing. I was “color blind”. It amazes me that people still think that the “color challenged” (the current politically correct name) see in black and white; that’s dogs, not people. We see the exact same colors that you do. We perceive them differently and have trouble distinguishing shades and hues and thus have trouble naming them the same as you would. A purple to me is purple to you as well – until you add a little less or more red and then it’s still purple to you but I can’t name it anymore. A bright red is red to me but add a little blue and I don’t know what it is. Make it brighter or darker (intensity) and it may change its color as far as I am concerned. When does it go from red to "brick red" to brown? I haven't a clue. It’s as much a labeling problem as anything else.
Anyway, when you’re a child, not “knowing your colors” is quite the embarrassment so I became very clever in getting others to name them for me and going from there.
Now, in my 50’s, I am outing myself. I’m color blind with regard to some reds, greens, and ambers. Think about that for a moment.
A quick drive to Radio shack to pick up a computer part passes me through stop lights with, you guessed it, red, green, and amber. The wires on the part are – red, green, and amber. When I get home and talk to the customer service person for my home server the diagnostic lights he’s asking me about flash red, green, amber. Just about all computer software and electronic hardware have some versions of red, green, and amber built in for health indicators or action indicators. I always would have preferred things that look different to me like blue, yellow, and red. But I don’t run the world.
This is not your usual Blogger demanding program dollars for those poor unfortunate children who deserve a level playing field. It is a notice that most “color challenged” have managed to squeak through life fairly successfully without special laws, programs, consideration, or money.
People are not all the same. We shouldn’t want to be.
In this and most other matters - We’ll be fine. Stop helping so much. I don’t know if we can stand any more help.
Ehh, but could you just tell me, what color would you say that is . . .
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Thursday, November 26, 2009
By the President of the United States of America.
The year that is drawing towards its close, has been filled with the blessings of fruitful fields and healthful skies. To these bounties, which are so constantly enjoyed that we are prone to forget the source from which they come, others have been added, which are of so extraordinary a nature, that they cannot fail to penetrate and soften even the heart which is habitually insensible to the ever watchful providence of Almighty God. In the midst of a civil war of unequaled magnitude and severity, which has sometimes seemed to foreign States to invite and to provoke their aggression, peace has been preserved with all nations, order has been maintained, the laws have been respected and obeyed, and harmony has prevailed everywhere except in the theatre of military conflict; while that theatre has been greatly contracted by the advancing armies and navies of the Union. Needful diversions of wealth and of strength from the fields of peaceful industry to the national defence, have not arrested the plough, the shuttle or the ship; the axe has enlarged the borders of our settlements, and the mines, as well of iron and coal as of the precious metals, have yielded even more abundantly than heretofore. Population has steadily increased, notwithstanding the waste that has been made in the camp, the siege and the battle-field; and the country, rejoicing in the consiousness of augmented strength and vigor, is permitted to expect continuance of years with large increase of freedom. No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things. They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy. It has seemed to me fit and proper that they should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and one voice by the whole American People. I do therefore invite my fellow citizens in every part of the United States, and also those who are at sea and those who are sojourning in foreign lands, to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens. And I recommend to them that while offering up the ascriptions justly due to Him for such singular deliverances and blessings, they do also, with humble penitence for our national perverseness and disobedience, commend to His tender care all those who have become widows, orphans, mourners or sufferers in the lamentable civil strife in which we are unavoidably engaged, and fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of the nation and to restore it as soon as may be consistent with the Divine purposes to the full enjoyment of peace, harmony, tranquillity and Union.
In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States to be affixed.
Done at the City of Washington, this Third day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, and of the Independence of the Unites States the Eighty-eighth.
By the President: Abraham Lincoln
William H. Seward,
Secretary of State
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Saturday, October 03, 2009
During moments of sadness or frustration, I often think of a family scene years ago in the town of Yakima, Washington. I was about seven or eight years old at the time. Father had died a few years earlier. Mother was sitting in the living room talking to me, telling me what a wonderful man Father was. She told me of his last illness and death. She told me of his departure from Cleveland, Washington, to Portland, Oregon, for what proved to be a fatal operation. His last words to her were these: “If I die it will be glory, if I live it will be grace.”
I remember how those words puzzled me. I could not understand why it would be glory to die. It would be glory to live, that I could understand. But why it would be glory to die was something I did not understand until later.
Then one day in a moment of great crisis I came to understand the words of my father. “If I die it will be glory, if I live it will be grace.” That was his evening star. The faith in a power greater than man. That was the faith of our fathers. A belief in a God who controlled man in the universe, that manifested itself in different ways to different people. It was written by scholars and learned men in dozens of different creeds. But riding high above all secular controversies was a faith in One who was the Creator, the Giver of Life, the Omnipotent.
Man’s age-long effort has been to be free. Throughout time he has struggled against some form of tyranny that would enslave his mind or his body. So far in this century, three epidemics of it have been let loose in the world.
We can keep our freedom through the increasing crisis of history only if we are self-reliant enough to be free—dollars, guns, and all the wondrous products of science and the machine will not be enough. “This night thy soul shall be required of thee.”
These days I see graft and corruption reach high into government. These days I see people afraid to speak their minds because someone will think they are unorthodox and therefore disloyal. These days I see America identified more and more with material things, less and less with spiritual standards. These days I see America drifting from the Christian faith, acting abroad as an arrogant, selfish, greedy nation, interested only in guns and dollars, not in people and their hopes and aspirations.
These days the words of my father come back to me more and more. We need his faith, the faith of our fathers. We need a faith that dedicates us to something bigger and more important than ourselves or our possessions. Only if we have that faith will we be able to guide the destiny of nations, in this the most critical period of world history.
William O. Douglas was an associate justice of the U.S. Supreme Court from 1939 to 1975. As a boy, he hiked the Cascade Mountains near his home in Washington to strengthen legs weakened by polio. His prolific career on the bench was marked by controversy and two attempts to impeach him.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Can anyone confirm this?
If true, it takes no genius to see where "cost cutting" will occur when generational warfare breaks out over this massive national debt.