Month: December 2023

Cool, Daily Life, Motivation, Travel

Chasing The Stoke

The stoke is a surfing term that started appearing in the 1950’s. “Stoke” is a feeling of exhilaration or happiness that you find in something. It can also be a feeling of confidence. “Dude, I’m so stoked – did you see that wave I caught!” Surfers spend their time “chasing the stoke”, meaning driving up and down the coast (or flying to exotic destinations) looking for that perfect wave to fuel the stoke. I mention this because once upon a time in a galaxy far, far, away, I fancied myself as a surfer. In reality I was a really bad surfer, but it didn’t matter. When I caught a decent wave, it gave me such a feeling of exhilaration… I knew exactly what the stoke was at those moments. And I wanted more.

I am officially declaring the next 356 days the year of the stoke. I’ll admit that I’ve lost the stoke lately. It’s time to get it back. It’s time to do things that get you excited and wanting more. This year will be about experiences that make you want to wake up early so you can plan out the next thing. I want to get back to chasing the stoke.

So in no particular order, here are the stoke-inducing resolutions for the coming year:

  • You can’t chase the stoke if you look like a homeless street bum. Regardless of setting – island wear, city exploration, or climbing mountains, if you look good you’ll feel better about yourself. And if you feel good, you’ll be more pumped to go find the stoke. We will look good this year.
  • It goes without saying, if you resemble the Pillsbury Doughboy it’s hard to look good. Not impossible, but certainly harder. We want to remove obstacles to finding the stoke. Not being squishy around the middle is a priority.
  • With the zombie apocalypse and/or civil war looming at any moment, we will strive to be harder to kill. Confidence makes finding the stoke easier.
  • I have plenty of adrenaline-producing hobbies. Mountain bikes, motorcycles, skiing, etc… These things shall be a daily priority to keep the desire for chasing the stoke primed.
  • Documenting the stoke helps maintain that need to keep finding it. Looking back at pictures or video and thinking whoa that was cool, makes you want to go do it again. Creativity will be a priority this year. Besides, let’s be honest – who doesn’t like showing off your stoke a bit?
  • It’s harder to feel the stoke when you only surf at the same spot. It gets boring. We will chase the stoke this year. Little towns, museums, epic landscapes, picturesque barns, quirky stores and tacky tourist spots are all on the menu. We will hit the road to find the stoke this year.
  • Part of finding the stoke is developing habits that make you happy and content. Finding your zen. Making a point to go to the coffee shop several times a week to relax and talk about where to find your stoke next. Getting massages. Creating morning routines that don’t involve hours of mindless TV or surfing the internet. Walks after dinner and sitting in the sun first thing in the morning. There’s a reason so many surfers are into Buddha, mindfulness, and connecting with nature – being grounded leads to contentment. You can’t find the stoke if you start your day angry about geopolitics.
  • When I was a teenager, I was able to chase the stoke fueled by pop tarts, gas station burritos and NoDoz. That is not a recipe for success now. This year we will be mindful and deliberate about food. We will take the time to make a decent cup of coffee or tea. We will spend time cooking with a focus on real food, taste, and healthy recipes. We will combat the urge to eat crap because we were too lazy to plan ahead. Clean, simple, and not processed. Life is too short to not enjoy food (in appropriate portions).
  • It’s hard to chase the stoke when you’re weighed down with things. If something isn’t adding value to my life, or I haven’t used it in a year – it’s gone. I’m too old to be collecting stuff. This year needs to be a focus on minimalism and being deliberate. The things I surround myself with need to be comfortable, make me happy to be around, be of good quality, and be utilitarian. If it’s not helping me chase the stoke, or improving my mood and environment – it’s gone. Clean and simple is the answer. Clutter and disarray are the enemy of finding the stoke.

So that’s it. My plan for the year. Easier said than done, I know. But when you sit back and look at the list, why wouldn’t you be doing those things? The mere fact that I have to make these resolutions to myself shows just how off track I’ve gotten from what’s important.

We’re only here once. Let’s make sure we make it a life worth living.

“We are what we repeatedly do, therefore, excellence is not an act but a habit.” - Aristotle

Daily Life

Tar, Feathers, And Telemarketers

The first call came in sixty seconds after I hit the submit button. I laughed to myself, “wow that was quick”. Thirty seconds later, another call. And then another. “Oh crap, that can’t be real” I thought. More calls came in. I couldn’t hit the block button fast enough. As the old Talking Heads lyric says, “…and you may ask yourself, well how did I get here?”

One fine morning I decided to investigate health insurance options. I was curious what the going rate would be if we were to go on the dreaded exchange – the ACA, Affordable Care Act, which is decidedly not affordable. One of the worst disasters for our health care system ever. But that’s a story for another day. So there I was, trusty internet browser at the ready. I entered in the name of my state and “health insurance exchange”. The very first entry looked like an official state exchange website, so I clicked on it.

Now, I’m usually pretty good at identifying scams, phishing, and other ne’er-do-well type of people on the interwebs trying to take advantage of unsuspecting senior citizens. I must have been off my game because nothing jumped out at me as a warning sign. An official looking form wanted a name, zip code, and phone number before it would show you the available plans in your area. Normally I’d enter bogus info in, but clearly I was asleep at the switch and entered my real phone number. As I said in the first paragraph, the moment I hit submit I started getting phone calls.

I didn’t get just a few phone calls – in less than 48 hours I’ve received over 80 telemarking calls.

The calls start exactly at 7am each morning. They continue, roughly one every 15 minutes or so all day long, ending at 5:30pm. They’re mostly from different numbers so it’s impossible to block them all.

I went back and looked at the web site I’d been on. Upon closer examination it’s an insurance broker. I searched all around the site and found a contact page with an email address. I fired off a spicy worded email demanding I be removed from their list. The mail bounced back with the message “the recipient’s mailbox is unavailable”. Of course.

These people are scum. They are truly evil. What kind of soulless ghoul do you have to be to intentionally design a system that misleads people and then bombards them with phone calls every 15 minutes? From the marketing people, to the project managers, down to the software engineers who coded it – fucking evil people. How do you go home and sleep after working on a system like that? Do they really look in the mirror and think they’re doing something that adds value to society? The answer is no they don’t, and they don’t care. It’s a paycheck. Not their problem that it might impact people negatively.

In a just world we would track down every employee’s address and park loud sirens outside their homes and let them blare away all night long. And for the executives at that company? Tar and feathers. A highly underrated form of mob justice from the medieval days, that carried over to the American Revolution. A mostly non permanent way of identifying someone as an absolute piece of shit human who should be avoided at all costs and probably run out of town.

Although not ideal, we’d probably be better off as a society if we brought back some good ol’ fashioned frontier justice. Protesters who block freeways? A good ass whipping by an angry mob would cure that pretty quick. Environmental protesters who deface art? Tar and feathers. Lawyers and politicians? Well, I’ll let you use your imagination.

By society becoming “more” civilized, I’d argue we’ve become uncivilized. There’s little concept of manners and decent behavior anymore. People don’t care because there are no consequences for their behavior.

As I sit here fuming at the calls that continue to come in, I’ll leave you with a quote from the pulp fiction author, and creator of Conan the Barbarian, Robert E. Howard:

“Civilized men are more discourteous than savages because they know they can be impolite without having their skulls split, as a general thing.”

Cool, Daily Life

Electric Robot AI Bulletproof Cars

I am generally not a fan of electric vehicles. They are a very purpose-specific application that doesn’t fit most peoples lifestyles. We don’t have the electric grid infrastructure to support large scale implementation. The environmental impact of sourcing materials for the batteries is huge. And the battery disposal problem… don’t get me started. If you live in a large metropolitan area with tons of charging options, and primarily use the EV for short errands or an easy commute, then an electric vehicle might make sense to you. For the rest of us, not so much.

Having said that, I am in love with Tesla Cybertruck and have been since the concept was first introduced. The technology, an outside the box design approach, the look… I love all of it. And come on – it’s bulletproof. Something that will come in handy during the zombie apocalypse.

Sadly, it just wouldn’t be realistic for our lifestyle. We live in a mountainous region with large amounts of snow all winter. The distances between towns can be significant. And those towns are often small – as in 400 residents. Not many superchargers are being installed next to “Tackle Tommy’s Bait and Ammo” shop. On top of that, the Cybertruck is huge. It wouldn’t fit in my garage, which means I’d be dragging a charging cable outside. Not ideal in winter.

So I’ve jealously watched all the preorders and the Tesla update events knowing it wasn’t for me. Last month Tesla had their Production Release Event where the first production Cybertrucks were rolled off the assembly line and delivered to customers. Every auto YouTuber started filming review videos of the production version of the truck and I watched every one of them.

And then Mrs Troutdog surprised me. She told me that she’d entered our name on the wait list for a Cybertruck! Of course at the rate of production, my truck will come available sometime in 2030 so I have plenty of time to decide if it’s something I want. But still, the idea is still fun and I’ll be watching all the reviews, like the fanboy I am, until then.

I continue to be a huge fan of Elon Musk. The ability to reimagine automobile design is something nobody else has done. Sort of like Apple used to be, there’s a level of thinking outside the lines that everyone else tries to copy. For example, independent of the Cybertuck, I’ve been researching new vehicles lately. My current truck is 14 years old and is not ideal for longer distance travel. As I look at all the features in new cars, everyone is now copying the large display in the center console that Tesla started.

The problem is that there’s no comparison. If you’ve ever interacted with a Tesla display, it’s a masterpiece in software engineering and user interaction. It just works. The displays in non-Teslas look like the software was outsourced to a random high school kid hired off of Gigster. Compared to the Tesla, the screens look like the AOL browser from the early 2000’s.

The rest of the automotive world is playing catch-up to Tesla. The typical “new model year update” for most cars these days is a change to the front grill and slightly redesigned cup holders. There is absolutely nothing new or exciting about most other cars these days.

Unfortunately, I don’t like the sedan look of the other models of Teslas. I’m a truck guy, always have been. I tow stuff, haul things to the dump, drive down rough fire roads to go fishing, throw skis and mountain bikes in the back, and cart around a muddy dog. A truck fits what I do.

But for the first time ever… I’m considering something other than a truck. I will admit, it would be nice to be able to easily park downtown and to get decent fuel economy. The only reason I can even contemplate this, is that we’d keep the truck I already have for all those “truck” applications. My everyday vehicle would be something much smaller.

I haven’t decided how I feel about this. Does this portend other significant changes in 2024? Human sacrifice! Dogs and cats living together! Mass hysteria! (are you even old enough for that movie reference?) Anyway, not sure if we’ll pull the trigger on that one. That may be too much of a change for me.

Besides, if I switch to a small car for the next seven years I may not want the Cybertruck when my name comes up.

Decisions, decisions.

Diet, Health, Motivation

I Used To Be…

We were hanging with friends the other day and one of them said she wanted to do a four-peak hiking challenge this coming year to get back in shape and improve health. She wanted to know if I’d be willing to do it with her so we could motivate each other. It only makes sense that she’d ask me because I am descended from Vikings. I am a Norseman! My ancestors fought in the Revolutionary War, the Civil War, and across the Old West. I come from hearty outdoorsman stock. I am practically Daniel Boone and Davey Crocket, reincarnate.

As a former trail runner who had no problem knocking out an 8-12 mile run in the mountains, I looked at the list of peaks and thought no big deal. Yeah, I’m not in shape at the moment but give me a few weeks and I’ll be back in form. After all, I’m a trail runner/mountain biker/backpacker/motorcyclist who’s comfortable in the mountains. Except that I’m not. I used to be… This year, more than any other, the reality of living in the past has hit me hard. I used to do all kinds of athletic things. I used to be in pretty good shape. I used to run and mountain bike and ski. The reality is that it’s been at least three years since that was true.

I’ve mentioned in previous posts that this has not been my favorite year. Was it challenging because of my weight and fitness? Or did my weight and fitness being in the crapper make the year a struggle? Chicken and egg, I suppose.

It’s hard to admit Father Time has caught up with you. I haven’t bounced back from surgery like I thought I would. I went skiing a few days ago and my legs were destroyed in just a few runs. I’m super sore after workouts – I tell myself it’s because I had surgery, but deep down I know it’s because I haven’t been doing anything for a long time.

It’s clear I’ll never been Davey Crocket again. I don’t know if I’ll ever be a “real” mountain biker or trail runner again. But that doesn’t mean I can’t be massively better than I am now. I’m not sure my joints could take running at this point. But I bet I can be a damn good hiker again. It’s doubtful I’ll ever descend or ride the bike at race pace again, but I bet I can get back to being a good climber and endurance rider for my age.

As we get ready for the new year, I feel good about ’24. For some strange reason, the last time I lost a bunch of weight and got in shape, I decided to start during the holidays. Arguably the worst possible time to try and watch your diet and exercise. When I made it through the holidays and kept up with my diet goals, I felt proud of myself and energized to keep it going.

Oddly, I’ve done the same thing this year. I didn’t mean to, and had forgotten that this was the same timeframe I started the last go ’round. Something snapped in my head after Thanksgiving and I said to myself, we’re done with drinking calories and we’re going to pay attention to diet. I’ve managed to avoid the typical binges during holiday parties so far and feel good.

So we’re doing better with diet and we have a physical challenge with four peaks to work towards. I feel like 2024 is going to be the change I needed.

As I was talking to my friend about getting ready for hiking, I mentioned how important working on balance was. As I thought about my own advice, I decided I needed a balance goal to work towards. So I decided to learn a new skill for ’24 to challenge myself and work on balance.

It’s a move on the bike called a “manual”. If you’re a kid it’s probably no big deal. At my age, I think it would be a significant achievement. I see some tumbles in my future, but as long as I don’t break a hip it’ll be worth it.

So there we go. We’re going to move on from remembering what I used to be, and instead focus on what I can be. Damn, that’s poetic. Almost T-shirt worthy.

So Merry Christmas, Chanukah, Festivus, or whatever it is you celebrate. Let’s make 2024 a good one!

Daily Life, Motivation

Do You Even Know Where You’re Going?

I had an odd inspiration the other day. I stumbled upon a YouTube channel by a guy who was a Navy SEAL who ended up joining the French Foreign Legion. He’d reached the pinnacle of military achievement and squandered it due to stupid decisions. After drifting for a while and getting in more trouble, he decided the Legion was the only chance he had at getting his life back together. In his case, it worked. He’s now, at least according to him, squared away and on a good path.

The inspiration was a quote he shared in one of his videos from Yogi Berra: “If you don’t know where you’re going, you’ll end up someplace else”.

What was interesting is that here’s a guy who had micro planning and goal setting down to a science. He had a goal to join the SEALs and knew exactly how to get there. How to train, workout, prepare, and what path to take in the military to get there. He had the discipline to stay focused and achieve his goals. And yet for as laser focused as he was on the micro issues in front of him, he had no vision for the big picture. He couldn’t see what the impact his daily decisions was having on his career. The end result was he lost everything.

What struck me was how close to my life that is right now. No, not getting in bar fights, being a Navy SEAL or joining the French Foreign Legion. Although, the Legion would be a great weight loss program. Hmm… Anyway, the similarity to my life is the Yogi Berra quote – I don’t know where I’m going.

Are we going to spend the next ten years traveling? Should I focus on photography or making YouTube videos? Should every day be spent exercising and doing a sport of some sort? Writing an award winning blog? What do I want 2024 to look like? I don’t know.

The critical part of the quote is the second part – “you’ll end up someplace else”. No matter what you do, you’ll end up somewhere. The question is, is that where you wanted to be?

This year, I was in drift mode. I did a little bit of this, a little bit of that. It was a weird weather year. We had a ton of house/landscape work that disrupted my routine (or so I told myself). I got hurt and had surgery. All in all, 2023 was a completely forgettable year. Not bad, just forgettable. Virtually nothing I can look back on and say, “I did that!”. There’s nothing wrong with years like that every once in a while. The problem is that I’m not twenty. I don’t have that many more years to squander.

So I can keep focusing on the day to day, week to week. Should I go for a bike ride today? Skiing? Maybe I should plan a motorcycle ride for next week. What are we having for dinner? That’s all well and good but I’m afraid if that’s all I do, another year will zoom by and I’ll be asking the same question next holiday season. What did I do this year?

It’s time to have some actual big picture goals and plans. It doesn’t need to be planned out to the nth degree… but we at least need a roadmap to help keep focus on a direction.

It’s interesting. Small goals are easier to wrap your head around. Lose ten pounds. Finally get that fence built. Take a trip to Vegas. It’s identifiable. Easy to plan for. Measurable from day to day. Big, macro goals are difficult. It’s hard to wrap your head around them in a way that’s quantifiable. It’s one thing to say “my goal is to travel this year”. But what does that actually look like?

I suppose it’s more about having a purpose in life. While going for a bike ride every day certainly isn’t a bad life… is that all I want for the rest of my time here? If I got hit by a cement truck tomorrow, is 2023 how I’d like to have gone out? (that’s a bigger philosophical question, but you get the point)

Some soul searching and planning needs to happen. We need to hit 2024 with a roadmap. Like any roadtrip, there’s nothing wrong with detours as long as you’re still generally heading in the same direction. The philosopher Yogi Berra was right – you’re going to end up somewhere no matter what you do. Just make sure it’s where you intended to go.

Government, Politics

It’s Chaos, Baby!

In case you missed it, which would be difficult to do, the state of Colorado removed the bad orange man from their ballot. The CO state Supreme Court ruled that due to insurrection, mean tweets, something or other, he is ineligible because of the 14th amendment. Odds are that the federal Supreme Court will overturn it, but you never know. It doesn’t really matter, because the actual point is chaos. Now, I’m going to say some things that the Trump diehards don’t want to hear. Buckle up, buttercup.

So let’s imagine for a second that Trump has managed to somehow beat or delay the 92 felony counts pending against him. And he’s prevailed in his, now, three Supreme Court filings and whatever future lawsuits will be filed between now and GOP convention. Assume the current polling is actually accurate and he manages to secure the GOP nomination. Now what?

Are you really going to delude yourself into thinking that the bulk of the Haley/DeSantis voters will happily turn out and vote for him in the general election? The never-Trump wing of the Republican Party is substantial. The big money machine of the enterprise is not going to support Trump (they want Haley). So in an era in which we know the GOP needs to eclipse 80+ million votes to beat the DNC candidate… in an environment in which the GOP has done NOTHING to combat the mail-in/absentee/Zuckerbucks issues that plagued the last election – you’re going to tell me that an absolute crushing avalanche of republican voters in swing states are going to turn out on Election Day and vote Trump in? Hmmm, ok.

I guess it might happen. I’ve been wrong before. Let’s say the bad orange man actually does manage to win. What next? Trump is a walking ego-driven chaos factory. You thought the deep state/media machine conspired against him at every turn last go ’round? You ain’t seen nothing yet baby. He will be steamrolled and blocked at every possible turn. In all likelihood the GOP will have lost both the house and senate, so he’s not going to get anything done there.

All the things he’s currently saying he’ll get done during his ego stroking rallies today… he didn’t get them done last time. What makes you think he’d get them done this time when the deep state opposition will be 100x greater than it was his last term?

One of his greatest failings last time was poor personnel choices. The end result was that virtually all major players in the Trump White House either turned against him and/or are now mired in legal actions brought by the DOJ. What sane, competent person would agree to serve Trump this time – knowing that most likely they’ll be facing millions of dollars in legal fees before the term is over?

Trump absolutely gets credit for not screwing up an already accelerating economy and unemployment rate (yes, really). But at the same time he didn’t build the wall and didn’t make Mexico pay for anything (despite controlling the house and senate), he gave us Fauci, Birx, the untested vaccine, mandatory jabs, lockdowns, he didn’t clean out the FBI or the DOJ, and added $7.8 Trillion to the national debt. Oh, and a lot of mean tweets.

Outside of the Trump rallies, people remember these things. They remember the chaos. I don’t think the average GOP voter wants another four years of the bad orange man sucking all the oxygen out of the room 24×7, for little effect. But I could be wrong.

All that aside, here’s the key issue. I suspect the deep state/DNC is salivating at the idea of Trump losing either the GOP nomination or the presidency due to court actions (as opposed to simply losing early in the primaries to another candidate). Why? Because the Right will lose their collective minds. If Trump is blocked from wining the GOP nomination I think we’ll see actual violence. Trump is the symptom of a bigger problem. The Right feels that they’re losing the country. The far left, woke, open borders, DEI policies are crushing what’s left of the American identity. Trump being quashed by the machine is going to send some folks over the edge – even the never-Trumpers would be angry (relieved, but still furious at the injustice).

And THAT is what the deep state is waiting for. Any excuse to come down like a ton of bricks with enhanced security, monitoring, and control. Federal misinformation departments, a supercharged DOJ and FBI, unending FISA warrantless searches… they’ll have their rational. We can’t have an angry right-wing marching in the streets. Leaked DHS memos already show they consider nationalist/white supremacist domestic terror to be one of the top security concerns. J6 and arrests for posting memes will seem like child’s play. Speak out against anything in the government approved lexicon and you’re toast. And President Newsom, with Democratic control of the house and senate, will happily usher in this new era of the Orwellian/American empire.

Or maybe not. Maybe the DNC is stupid enough to keep Biden as the candidate. Maybe Haley will win and our only issue will be war with the greater Middle East and Russia.

Either way, 2024 is going to be interesting times.

Welcome to the Jungle, Guns ‘N Roses

Welcome to the jungle it gets worse here everyday
You learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see, you’ll take it eventually
You can have anything you want but you better not take it from me

In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your kn-kn-knees, knees
I’m gonna watch you bleed

Daily Life, Travel

Time To Hit The Road

The other day I saw one of those on-line questionnaires designed to phish for security info disguised as a quiz; “how many of these states have you visited?” But it did get me thinking, so I put together a list of all the states and countries I’ve been to. It’s not overwhelming. Nobody is going to mistake me for a travel influencer. The official count – 23 states and 6 countries. I’d guess that makes me an average traveler, maybe a touch above? It is possible my state count is higher… early on in my career there was a bunch of flying to visit customers that’s mostly a blur now. Anyway, I’ve been to about half the country.

Here’s the reality though – of those 23 states, I’ve only really seen a handful. “Seen”, meaning drove through a significant portion. Did sightseeing. Ate at restraunts. Did the tourist thing. The rest were business trips, driving through to get somewhere else, or saw only a tiny portion.

And now that we’ve reached retirement age, it’s time to truly travel and see ’em all. Both Mrs Troutdog and I have been talking about travel for some time. We both agree that we want to see the USA more than other countries at the moment. The problem? We can’t agree on how to see the country.

Mrs Troutdog wants to travel in a mega-land-yacht RV so we can sleep in our own bed each night and not be pooping in public toilets. She wants home cooked meals rather than eating out every day and having to go to a restaurant just to get coffee in the morning. I want to travel by car so we can be nimble and flexible, able to easily stop at every roadside stand advertising deep fried Twinkies. We’re at a bit of an impasse.

Full disclosure – we used to own a mega-land-yacht. In fact we lived in it for a year, so we’re very familiar with that sort of travel.

Impassioned pleas have been made on both sides of the argument. Power point presentations and white boards have been involved. Hundreds of hours of YouTube videos have been viewed looking for an edge to win the discussion. Friends and family now cringe and leave the room if anyone brings up the “travel” question.

The thing is, when you step back and think about it… it’s a silly discussion. Two thirds of the people in this country would give anything to be fortunate enough to be in our shoes. We’re very blessed to even be having this discussion. We worked hard, saved our pennies, and now find ourselves in a great place in life. We’re able to do as much or as little travel as we want. I don’t take that for granted.

So here we are. I think we’ve come to a temporary compromise. We’re going to pick a handful of things to see and places to visit in shorter 3-4 day trips. We’ll either drive, or fly and rent a car, and do the hotel thing. We’ll use this to not only sightsee, but to evaluate that sort of travel. Do we like that sort of flexibility, or is the whole hotel/motel, eating out every meal vibe a no-go for us?

It will be an interesting experiment. One I’m looking forward to. I see Route 66 calling my name. How about you? What’s your preferred method of vacation/travel?

Of course with the price of gas, food, and lodging these days… we may have already missed our grand travel window.

Government

Tea, Taxes, And An Anniversary

Today is December 16, the anniversary of the Boston Tea Party. A party in which a few folks decided they didn’t like being taxed without representation. What was the tax? An additional 10% levied on tea to cover British government revenue losses resulting from the 25% discount given to the East India Company to combat smuggling. Some brave colonists, fed up with the bullshit, got together and threw 92,000 pounds of tea into the harbor; worth $1.7 million dollars in today’s dollars.

Today, we citizens have government representation on paper… but it sure doesn’t seem like it when you run the numbers. Here’s just some of the taxes we pay:

  • Federal tax
  • State tax
  • Property tax
  • Sales tax
  • Gasoline tax
  • Alcohol, tobacco, soda tax
  • Medicare tax
  • Social security tax
  • Capital gains taxes
  • Alternative Minimum tax
  • Gift taxes
  • Estate taxes
  • Vehicle registration fees
  • Drivers license fees
  • Fishing/hunting license fees
  • Fees to visit state federal parks
  • Fees to visit “public” museums and monuments
  • Toll and carpool fees
  • School bonds and levies
  • Levies for fire stations and EMS districts
  • Hotel room taxes
  • TV/Cable Satellite taxes
  • Telephone taxes
  • Water/Sewer district taxes
  • Bike licenses
  • Dog licenses
  • Sport stadium levies
  • Retirement 401k early withdrawal tax
  • Airline transportation tax
  • Building/Construction permit fee

There’s many, many more but I got tired of typing. Did you vote for most of these? I don’t remember doing so. Two hundred and fifty years ago, a bunch of patriots got pissed at the government screwing them over with a tea tax, and took action. Today we’re numb and willing to accept anything. The government is running a Tax Farm – and we’re the cattle.

The beauty of the enterprise is that the taxes and fees are mostly hidden. It’s deducted from your paycheck before you ever see it, or it’s worked into the price of goods. If the public was instead handed a bill at the end of the year for all the taxes and fees they owed, there would be an armed uprising and heads on pikes so fast politicians wouldn’t know what hit them. Social security and medicare are collected before you even get your paycheck for a reason. Meanwhile, you’re admonished for not “paying your fair share”.

Has the enterprise grown so large it can’t be defeated? Will patriots rise up and take back control of their republic, or will we continue to say “Thank you sir, may I have another?”

Don’t answer that, I already know the answer. Happy Boston Tea Party day!

Cool

I Might Be An Earl

Genealogy has never been my thing. I vaguely knew that my fathers side was Swedish, and that my mothers side had something to do with Arizona in the early days. That’s it. I didn’t grow up in an environment with lots of relatives swapping stories so I never had an opportunity, or desire, to pay attention to my lineage. I was a mutt from California with no strong ethnic or heritage history to be proud of.

And then of all things, a Hollywood type got me interested in my history. The actor James Woods is a big history buff and is constantly posting details of events and battles of the American Revolution on X/twitter. He posted something the other day about a group called the “Sons of the American Revolution”. Its members are people who can trace their lineage back to someone who fought in, or materially supported the Revolutionary War. It triggered a memory of my grandmother and some of the genealogy research she had done when I was a kid.

I knew she had spent years compiling family records, all via letter writing and phone calls. This was the 1970’s and there was no internet or Ancestry.com to reference. She had to get copies of letters and notes from family bibles to piece together the history. When she was done, she put together a book documenting the family tree and gave a copy to all the immediate family. I might not even have been a teenager when I got my copy. I probably glanced at it and put it in the closet.

Fortunately I managed to hold on to it all these years. James Woods’ X/twitter post prompted me to rummage through boxes to find that book. Wow. The level of detail my grandmother put together is impressive. I spent hours pouring through it, reading accounts of gun fights in the old west, relatives that moved west via ox cart, attending early universities, and business success. It really is a picture of America.

On my grandmothers maternal side, the family left England and sailed to Providence Rode Island in 1645. Two family members then served during the Revolutionary War with the Orange County Militia, Fourth Regiment from 1777 to 1779.

On her paternal side, that family left Scotland for America in about 1790. Her great grandfather was a colonel for the Union Calvary during the Civil war. He went on to start the First National Bank in Phoenix Arizona. His son was Mayor of Phoenix in 1909.

My paternal, Swedish, side of the family came to the US in the 1880’s. Interestingly, they changed their last name when they got here because the original Swedish name (Erikson) was too common. So all in all – we’ve been here for a while.

Now that I have all this data, I’m in the process of applying for membership to the Sons of the American Revolution. I don’t know what I’ll do with it when all done… but I do think it’s pretty cool to know that your ancestors had something to do with the founding of this country. It makes me question what I’ve done for my country? But that’s a topic for another day.

Oh, and the Earl comment in the title? My grandmother was able to trace lineage back to the year 1050. One of the branches shows that someone’s daughter married the Earl of Northumberland somewhere around 1100.

So basically I’m royalty. And I expect to be treated as such. I wonder if I’m allowed to carry a sword around now?

Government, Politics

Do They Even Listen?

Public service. Representatives of the people. Elected officials. Doing the work of the American People.

How many times have you heard these pithy phrases in the last ten years? Whatever the number is, it’s a lot. Our elected politicians LOVE to campaign and talk about being champions for the people, to represent the good folks who sent them to government to be your voice. To fight the good fight. Maybe it’s just me, and call me crazy, but I’m getting the feeling that they don’t really care what you think.

When you’re out and about talking to regular people, they have concerns. Mundane worries about things like the cost of living, health care costs, taxes, and paying for their kids education. If you’re one of those far right, ultra MAGA extremists, you might even be worried about the border invasion or foreign wars. None of these things seem to be anything local or federal government cares about. Don’t get me wrong, they pay lip service to them in campaign speeches and on X/twitter. But in terms of actual legislation or executive orders… crickets.

It feels like an episode of that TV show Pawn Stars. CITIZEN: “I’m really worried about the cost of groceries and the flood of migrants crossing the border”. POLITICIAN: “Best I can do is spend cargo planes of cash for improved Amtrak service. Oh, and we’ll throw in another ten billion for Ukraine”.

Is it that they honestly don’t understand what the citizens want, or do they know and don’t care? Don’t answer that, it was rhetorical.

I know I tend to be on the skeptical side, but I’m getting the feeling that my elected officials don’t really care what the people think. Perhaps the mechanisms of government are simply too complex for us regular people to grasp. Maybe we’re just petulant children who need to be quiet while the adults talk. It just seems that nobody cares what we, the people, want.

We need to keep an eye on Argentina and its new president, Javier Milei. He followed through with his campaign promise and cut the number of ministries in half on day one. He killed the Ministry of Culture, along with the ministries of Health, Labor, Social Development, and Education. Will he be able to wrest some sort of financial stability and improvement, or will he be swallowed by the government blob, unwilling to ceed power to this madman? It will be interesting to watch.

If we had an actual politician here willing to do the same, would it work? Could the right personality actually start cutting back on the deep state and make a difference? Or is the government enterprise simply too powerful?

Let’s look at our options:

  • Biden (Obama) – the meat puppet is a pudding brained Alzheimer’s patient. He’s no longer an effective tool of the Obama machine and irrelevant.
  • Newsom – He’s the very definition of the deep state.
  • Haley – The female Jeb Bush/McCain, eager to be the next deep state representative.
  • Christy – The buffet is calling.
  • Trump – He had all three branches of government and… the deep state steamrolled him. It would be different this time, how?
  • DeSantis – Has the right governing instincts and executive skills, but lacks the charisma to fire up the people. Has run a piss-poor campaign which doesn’t bode well.
  • Ramaswamy – The most interesting of the bunch. Has the charisma. Has the right ideas. He’s a contrarian. The establishment won’t let him anywhere near the nomination.

So basically… we’re screwed. Nothing will change. The deep state, the enterprise, has grown so large and powerful I don’t think it’s possible to change. It’s like a black hole, slowly sucking all light and energy from the room, growing bigger every day. Eventually, like a massive star that triggers runaway nuclear fusion, it will go supernova and collapse.

Hopefully, like the decline of stars and the Roman Empire, that collapse will take some time. Regardless of who captures the throne, it feels like the next four years is an inflection point for the American experiment.

Will the people continue to go along to get along… or will they begin to turn on their masters?