“It is easy to dodge our responsibilities, but we cannot dodge the consequences of dodging our responsibilities.”
Josiah Charles Stamp
I hope it is OK with you if I rant a little this morning before we get to the lighter side. Those of you who get my public affairs mailings will have already seen this so please jump ahead. Yesterday I wrote a cover for a column and used it as a vehicle to share some of my concerns about how we as citizens are behaving these days. So what I am going to do is take the liberty of using it in the Daily today and I would appreciate your giving what I wrote some thought. Thanks,
This morning I attended a seminar that outlined the $5 billion dollars that my city needs to find in order to deal with a crumbling infrastructure. $3 billion in projects are mandatory requirements to assure we have safe water in our streams, safe water to drink and sewers that don’t allow sewage to flood into our basements. The other $2 billion is for critical projects that we must undertake in order for us to deal with unsafe bridges, streets and other significant capital requirements. The irony for me is that politician after politician is promising further tax cuts while promising to solve all of our problems. Far too many of us think that we should do these things as long as somebody else pays for them. Not many stop to realize that we are somebody else’s somebody else and when all the somebody else’s abandon their responsibilities there will be no one else left to be somebody else.
What has happened to us? Right after the second world war our ancestors built a better country for us which we proceeded to let far too much of it age to the point that where much of it is beyond repair. I remember when the needs of our communities were a priority for those of us who lived in them. We knew there was no one else to make the investments needed to assure a functioning community both for ourselves and our children. We really can’t have everything but if we don’t provide a nurturing environment for businesses and citizens we will end up with nothing. Just who is ultimately responsible for the places where we live if not us? Who is going to educate our children, protect our citizens, provide us healthy air to breathe and water to drink if we don’t?
There are those who try to con us into believing that there is money laying around to do it all. we only have to cut waste, eliminate frills, improve efficiency and the like and there will be plenty enough to cover what we need. Unfortunately buying their pitch is not much different than giving them money to buy us the Brooklyn Bridge. What is so sad is that so many seem to think we are too dumb to know better. Unfortunately many behave as if they do believe them, I don’t think that appearance comes from a lack of intelligence but more likely our willingness to find any excuse for our not having to do our share. For me I know I am the other guy they are talking about, I also know that you’re another guy too and that just you and I alone are not going to get the job done. Maybe we should get on our horses and ride around the community like Paul Revere hollering that the day of reckoning is coming.
It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do.
John Baptiste Moliére
FROM HERE TO MATERNITY — OH HOW WE CHANGE.
First baby: grandmother and paternal aunt for political reasons
Second baby: Daddy
Third baby: Daddy’s boss
First baby: Bernard Ryan and Joy Smith
Second baby: Martha Dunn and either uncle Fred or Fred the Barber
Third baby: relatives
First baby: fortified prepared infant formula w/ 1.25 water
Second baby: heated cow’s milk poured from a carton.
Third baby: cold milk, Cokes, and Kool-Aid
First baby: boiled 10 minutes, removed with tongs and rubber gloves.
Second baby: boiled five minutes, removed with beer can opener
Third baby: rinsed in cold water and dried on apron
First baby: right hand behind head, left under knee, clutch baby close to body
Second baby: place hands under armpits and lift
Third baby: one arm around stomach
LENGTH AND WEIGHT AT ONE YEAR:
First baby: 15 pounds, 14 1/2 ounces; 26 1/4 inches
Second baby: 16 or 17 pounds, same height as vertical knob on TV set.
Third baby: Heavier than a bowling ball. Short.
First baby: rubber gloves, face mask, scrub floors weekly, mosquito net
Second baby: use air freshener weekly, swat all flies
Third baby: keep the dog out of the playpen
First baby: detailed in gold embossed book
Second baby: written on back of old envelopes
Third baby: ask grandma
A woman tells her friend, “My husband is an angel.”
Her friend replies, “You’re lucky, mine is still alive.”
The doctor came out of the operating room to talk with the man’s wife. “I don’t like the looks of your husband,” he said. “Neither do I,” said the wife, “but he’s not home much, and he’s great with the kids.”
“Because we don’t think about future generations, they will never forget us.”
Dilbert’s Words Of Wisdom
1. I can please only one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow, isn’t looking good either.
2. I love deadlines. I especially like the whooshing sound they make as they go flying by.
3. Am I getting smart with you? How would you know?
4. I’d explain it to you, but your brain would explode.
5. Someday we’ll look back on all this and plow into a parked car.
6. There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved through a suitable application of high explosives.
7. Tell me what you need, and I’ll tell you how to get along without it.
8. Accept that some days you’re the pigeon, and some days you’re the statue.
9. Needing someone is like needing a parachute. If he isn’t there the first time you need him, chances are you won’t be needing him again.
10. I don’t have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
11. Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, “Where the heck is the ceiling?!”
12. My Reality Check bounced.
13. On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the escape key.
14. I don’t suffer from stress. I’m a carrier.
15. You’re slower than a herd of turtles stampeding through peanut butter.
Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do.
Johann von Goethe
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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