President Trump on Federal Reserve Board Chairman, “Here’s a guy, nobody ever heard of him before and now, I made him, and he wants to show how tough he is. OK. Let him show how tough he is.”
This is the President of the United States. How rude. But what about the most important point… Artificially low interest rates, which Trump craves like diet soda, lead to booms which lead to busts. They create an atmosphere of prosperity that is shallow and unsustainable (now there’s a shallow word).
When Trump gets his way and the printing presses are put in high gear a boom will occur and the bust will come after he leaves office. The blame for hard times will fall on the next president.
But instead, it’s a celebrity bashing party. And all the discussion will center on Trump’s rudeness and brashness and the inept Chairman, without any mention that interest rates can be set purely by supply and demand with a stable currency backed by a substance that resists manipulation (like, heaven forbid, gold). There could never be a fairer way to establish an interest rate than an agreement between the lender and the borrower. Want fair? There you go.
On the Democratic side there’s this: A guy named Castro wants reproductive rights for transexuals.
A story in the Hampton paper yesterday was about the expanded role the school will play in detecting and treating concussions. Of course, anyone with a fully developed brain would prefer avoiding them.
I was carrying a hub out to a grain wagon and I didn’t see the corner that stuck out and smacked me in the head. (Well, I smacked it!) That concussion was no fun. I found out what a bad headache was like.
Almost twenty years ago we weren’t fully aware of the ramifications of concussions and sports. But our kids were not brutes and fit better in “the arts” than sports. Hans worked his blahblah off on trumpet and even went to college for it (soon to find a little fish in the big sea had to compete with others who had natural talent and hard work in their favor. (Another example of a change of course in an unutilized college education)
Leon Kuehner, Hans’ band director, had him playing “I Remember Clifford” and I can’t think of a more beautiful and heartfelt trumpet performance.
Brown died young in a car wreck (another reason to ban cars, keeping with ridiculously overarched government precedent).
Jazz on the tube featured this video, the only one known of Clifford Brown. His influence on jazz improvisation is beyond measurement.
… none of those freedoms were taken away by radical Islamists. It was all our own elected officials. When we vote for things as a way to obtain them, they have to come from somewhere. That “somewhere” for other people is you.
Bombing Iran or searching little old ladies at the airport does nothing to preserve our freedoms.