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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Have enough already

I ask myself all the time: Why does anyone need to acquire multi-millions of dollars -- or pounds or euros year after year. What do people do with that sort of money after the houses are bought and the life-style acquired? Isn't all that money just too much for any one to handle -- Now I grant you that it's nice to be rich enough to have beautiful homes, and lovely clothes and not to have to worry where or if the next dollar is coming and to be able to travel in comfort and have beauty treatments and so on -- but surely the millions we are hearing about -- even billions in some cases -- well it just doesn't make sense (cents?) to me. Oh and I'd like to be able to eat out wherever and whenever I want, too.

I grew up thinking a bonus was for work well done, goals not only met, but exceeded. Silly me? I'm not thinking about $1,000 or £1,000 bonuses given to workers who should have been paid more to begin with -- I'm thinking about millions being paid to executives who are already being paid millions. Now, I do have to laugh when I hear government officials and ministers saying that these people will leave and go elsewhere if they don't get paid these generous amounts ...

Now I bet you anything, I am not alone in wondering, with current catastrophe we are in the midst of -- why we shouldn't be happy to see the back of them and who in the hell would want to hire them anyway, considering how "well" they've done to get us where we are now!

No one knows how bad things are going to get for all of us. Like most people I could use more 'dosh' right now, but at least we are retired and our pensions are probably going to remain stable -- in some way we are the 'rich' ones -- the ones with 'enough' -- the ones who can still sleep at night and feel comfortable in our own skins because we are satisfied with our lot.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Weather and cocoa or not etcetera

I am so cold. The central heating is blaring away, the meter is whirring around as the gas flows and the radiators heat up -- but this old Victorian house and my study and the kitchen in particular are refrigerators. The ceilings are high and the walls are not insulated and neither are the floors. Now by New England standards the weather here is quite mild, but the houses in America were built for extreme cold.

Before the economic crises was recognized as such -- say last year -- I could go shopping and the stores would be so warm you could hardly stand it! But not anymore. The stores are cold, too -- though not as cold as this house -- though I could be wrong about that as I don't continue to wear my coat around the house (usually) ...

With a little luck we'll spend the summer in France and the weather will cooperate and spew forth sunshine and warmth. Chances are the English summer will be disappointing -- I have almost never ever been too warm here. (Save for shopping in downtown London). Time now for a nice warm cup of tea. Oh hell, I just realized -- I forgot to get cocoa yesterday! This always happens when I forget the shopping list -- especially when I remember putting the list in my handbag -- only to find when I get to the supermarket, that I must have remembered from last week! Life is being forgetfully confused. Darn -- cocoa would be just right right now ... Tea it is then ...

I have to laugh at the British newscasts this week -- There has been unusual amounts of snow here ... first there was headline news about schools and whether or not it was necessary to close them and now it's all about running out of salt and grit for the roads!!! Number one news stories. I haven't heard it said yet -- I'm just waiting for it -- "... to make sure it never happens again ..." so far the public has been spared that -- at least within my hearing. Southport has only had a few flurries even though all around us there are apparently piles of the stuff. I actually like the snow -- probably because I've barely seen it for so many years. England's climate is really quite boring -- never VERY VERY cold and never VERY VERY hot. No such thing as spring or autumn here -- it's either summer or winter -- thus 'midsummer' is on 21st June and 'midwinter' 21st December -- which until I came here I could never understand.