<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172</id><updated>2012-01-26T14:35:22.583-08:00</updated><category term='paraplegic'/><category term='thinking empathetically'/><category term='natural'/><category term='answers'/><category term='care giver'/><category term='fifties'/><category term='self-knowledge'/><category term='to thine own self be true'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='sex secrets'/><category term='death'/><category term='duality'/><category term='50s'/><category term='gross bonuses'/><category term='Glenn Beck'/><category term='taking care of parents'/><category term='retirment'/><category term='true to self'/><category term='tax'/><category term='British Medical Journal'/><category term='lose weight'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='wealth'/><category term='Weight Watchers'/><category term='life game'/><category term='herbicide'/><category term='political'/><category term='Joshua&apos;s Restaurant'/><category term='unhappiness'/><category term='tea party'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='ten day rule'/><category term='greed'/><category term='empathy'/><category term='Osama'/><category term='humor'/><category term='romance'/><category term='denires'/><category term='recession'/><category term='family values'/><category term='global warming'/><category term='acceptance'/><category term='Will Durant'/><category term='when we die'/><category term='elder care'/><category term='love everybody'/><category term='self-respect'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Waddell'/><category term='social security'/><category term='regulate income'/><category term='caregiver'/><category term='reincarnation'/><category term='Palin'/><category term='save'/><category term='world'/><category term='compost bin'/><category term='happy'/><category term='FOX'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='income tax'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='life after death'/><category term='bindweed'/><category term='organic'/><category term='compost'/><category term='self-love'/><category term='Republicans'/><category term='masturbation'/><category term='respect'/><category term='healthcare'/><category term='unemployment'/><category term='vegetables'/><category term='resurrection'/><category term='history'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='al Qaeda'/><category term='life sucks'/><category term='Wall Street'/><category term='weed control'/><category term='health'/><category term='love'/><category term='empathetic thinking'/><category term='fat'/><category term='Occupy Wall Street'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Mort Mather's Happy Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>How to improve your life and save the world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott  Supak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04529312586679833360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nc8MDPDGwp0/S-Lo8GuyagI/AAAAAAAABDA/fElxt6yz3N8/S220/close-cropped-131x118.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2095244382336715628</id><published>2012-01-26T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:35:22.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republicans'/><title type='text'>More politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From Sis Chris: “I’m addicted right now I have to admit, to this real live soap opera about players for power, but more importantly, players for leadership in our country.  Unfortunately power seems to be much more attractive than leadership to most politicians.  Otherwise they could at least give each other credit for good decisions, goals achieved, and goals aimed for.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Sis, I agree and am always looking for politicians to find the good, or places they can agree with the “other side”. I thought Governor Daniels in the Republican response to the State of the Union address got off to a good start. There are Republicans who wish he were running for President. One interesting scenario in the Republican race is that they could go into the convention with still no candidate with enough votes to win the nomination on the first ballot. After that it could get very interesting as anything could happen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m going to give a thumbs-up to Maine’s Governor for a leadership moment. In his first State of the State address he ended by saying that family abuse should not be tolerated, that 80% of the abusers were men, and that this was not a woman’s issue but a man’s issue and it was time for men to stand up against abuse. That is leadership. He plans to pursue the issue though government intervention but saying it passionately is the kind of leadership I’d like to see much more of from those who are in a position to get media attention—putting things in human terms, pushing we the people to be better rather than droning on about issues that are beyond our understanding like trillions of dollars.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I found most powerful in the State of the Union address was the accomplishments of the past 3 years. As for his path ahead, it sounds good but I won’t be impressed until I see results. I have given credit to two Republicans and withheld positive judgment of the President’s speech which may make me sound like a Republican. In fact, I was once and would be again if the party did what they say they believe in—less government (why do Republicans try to legislate morality?); uphold the Constitution (fine, stop trying to get religion into government.) spend less (Every Republican President in recent times has expanded government and increased the national debt.). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m proud of our President and will vote for him but if a Republican wins, I will be supportive of my president. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A Republican guest on a liberal television show repeatedly referred to the President as “your president” until the host finally said, “I thought he was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;president.” Good on him as you say in New   Zealand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2095244382336715628?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2095244382336715628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2095244382336715628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2095244382336715628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2095244382336715628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-politics.html' title='More politics'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-5333272521895154233</id><published>2012-01-23T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:05:59.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republicans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOX'/><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Politics from my sister in New   Zealand&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He(Gingrich) knows how to deflect a negative against him back onto the projector as proven by his stern reprimand of John King at the beginning of the CNN debate.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yeah, that was classic Republican-right shoot-the-messenger and it seems to work very well for them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I am dismayed by voting statistics that say married women have rallied behind Gingrich.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My mother, a staunch Republican, said of Rockefeller, a Democrat, when he was running for president 50 odd years ago that she could never vote for someone who was divorced reasoning that if they couldn’t run a marriage they couldn’t run a country. It didn’t matter several years later when she voted for divorced Republican Ronald Regan. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I watch the Fox news channel occasionally to try to understand where those folks are coming from. The most recent rant seems to be how unfair the “liberal media” was in their attacks on Gingrich when they gave Clinton and Edwards a free pass on their extramarital affairs. Apparently the Murdoch Media (FOX) doesn’t watch Liberal Media because it was on “Liberal Media” that I got more information about Clinton’s blow job and Edwards’s affair than I cared to hear. If the Liberal Media was so over the top attacking Newt, you would think they would have brought up the South   Carolina governor’s lying and affair with the woman in South America. If they did, I missed it. I’m betting FOX would have made something of it if the governor and Newt were Democrats. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Personally I cannot stand Sarah Palin being inserted into the conversation, as if she has any influence.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Ah, ha, you are watching Fox because the only place I ever see Palin these days is on Fox where she said: “If I had to vote in South   Carolina, in order to keep this thing going I’d vote for Newt and I would want this to continue. More debates, more vetting of candidates because we know the mistake made in our country four years ago was having a candidate that was not vetted…” I guess Palin wasn’t paying attention to the Democratic primaries and the debates between Obama and Clinton and the close scrutiny of Obama by the “liberal media” and the Murdoch Media. Of course, she wouldn’t have been paying attention then because that was before she was picked as Republican VP candidate and she was much too involved in her job as Governor of Alaska, a job she loved so much she quite mid-term. (For any who don’t know me, that last sentence is meant to drip with sarcasm.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Mort Media here says Newt must like quitters as he told CNN “I would ask her to consider taking a major role in the next administration if I’m president…” Like what, Newt, Secretary of State?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I would sure like to know your opinion about this election process to date.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Well, Sis Chris, I think we have more problems than any president can fix without making a lot of people unhappy. I think that we, the citizens of the U.S., have come to the place that someone said of our Constitution 200 years ago that when we figured out we could vote for our self-interest our system of government would fail. We don’t seem to have a long view. Rich people seem to think that they can hold onto all the money and somehow the economy will thrive even though the vast majority doesn’t have buying power. Henry Ford paid his workers good wages so they could buy his cars. Smart. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We are afraid to make a transition to a different source of energy even though the current source is killing us, damaging the world we live in, contributing to our national debt and making us vulnerable to foreign powers. We have a political system that is so divisive it is unlikely any leader no matter how extraordinary he or she might be has little chance of making positive change. There is a part of me that thinks one of the Republican candidates as president might not be such a bad thing as they would not fix the problem and could then take the Republican nonsense down in flames two years later and then again two years after that but then a better part of me holds out hope that four more years of Obama might give him a chance to turn things around.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;This is a difficult time to be a caring U.S. citizen with a long view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-5333272521895154233?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/5333272521895154233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=5333272521895154233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5333272521895154233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5333272521895154233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2012/01/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-4098322877158300990</id><published>2012-01-20T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:51:08.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathetic thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking empathetically'/><title type='text'>Kodak and HP in trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kodak and Hewlett Packard are in trouble because they don’t care about their customers. Their leadership is focusing on investors and profit—money rather than people. I say this because they both really piss me off. The first digital camera I got was a Kodak. I was able to download the pictures easily into my computer. Each picture was a file that I could open with several programs. I could copy, delete it, send it in an email. That camera belonged to my boss so when I left the job I got another Kodak camera but what a difference. I couldn’t find the files easily. Everything was tied up in something Kodak wanted me to do. A few years later my daughter sent me some CDs of pictures she had taken and put on a Kodak CD. These got me even more entangled with Kodak. I was unable to send any of these pictures without using some Kodak program. To make matters worse in the process of trying to do what I wanted to do Kodak got into my computer and started sending me unwanted messages each one pissing me off more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HP is doing the same thing. I got a printer. It is hardware for Gods sake. I don’t want my hardware sending me messages telling me how to do things I have no interest in doing and then, whenever I change a cartridge, they tell me to waste a piece of paper to “align” the cartridge which also uses some of the ink in the cartridge all of which—say it with me now—pisses me off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The good news is that these two companies are in trouble. Unfortunately the executives who got them in trouble made lots of money, will make more and will probably be hired by some other company at a grossly high salary. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Additional good news there are companies run by people who care about their customers and realize that the best way to serve investors is to serve customers, to focus on customers’ needs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The bad news is that there are so many people in industry and government who haven’t an empathetic bone in their head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-4098322877158300990?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/4098322877158300990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=4098322877158300990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4098322877158300990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4098322877158300990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2012/01/kodak-and-hp-in-trouble.html' title='Kodak and HP in trouble'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-6487705489836820654</id><published>2011-12-26T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:33:54.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How to Love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Most people who Google “how to love” are probably looking for some help in finding love, a person to love, or some understanding of feelings they have. If you have looked in the dictionary or around the web for a definition of the active verb “to love”, you have probably been frustrated. I hope to help alleviate your frustration. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;“Love” is probably the most used and least understood active verb in any language and with good reason. It is inextricably braid together with feelings, emotions--often unbidden and uncontrollable. I am going to try to give you a definition of the verb to love that is on solid, unemotional ground and I am going to give you someone to practice on. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The foundation is unconditional acceptance. That is accepting a person as they are, without judgment. There will undoubtedly be things about that person you don’t understand and the more involved you become with a person the more you are likely to try to understand the things that mystify you but overall you must work toward acceptance. That is the foundation for romantic love, love of parents, siblings, offspring, neighbors and even enemies. There is one other love not mentioned in the previous sentence. When I was researching and thinking about love this last one was the last one I came to think about—amazing as it is the most important—and that is love of self.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;So there you have it. All you have to do is work on unconditional acceptance of yourself. I’m not implying it will be easy though I really have no idea. I’m in my seventies and I can’t tell you just when I came to accept myself. I think I reached a reasonable level of acceptance in my early thirties and that I have gotten better over the years but I still have lapses when I do something that I then wish I hadn’t done. But the thing is, I can work on acceptance of myself and others and the more successful I am, the better I like myself and the better I like myself, the more others seem to like me and that is a very good feeling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;You can follow my thinking that came to the conclusion stated here in my umpublished book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Improve Your Life and Save the World.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Click on "love" on my home page.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-6487705489836820654?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/6487705489836820654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=6487705489836820654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6487705489836820654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6487705489836820654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-to-love.html' title='How to Love'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2614008690088916466</id><published>2011-11-10T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:33:03.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupy Wall Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross bonuses'/><title type='text'>Occupy Wall Street and Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[I have added a conservative response to this.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tea Party raised the hopes of many though it soon morphed into a right wing social agenda leaving moderates who felt a need for change in the dust. Occupy Wall Street has raised the hopes of many but hope for what? The right wants to pit it against the Tea Party but I think the basis for both is the same. OWS’s lack of a clear agenda is both its strength and its weakness. Without an agenda each hopeful person can hope the agenda will align with their hopes and they grow evermore anxious to see “their” agenda articulated. Once an agenda is articulated there are bound to be many who will feel “that’s not my agenda”.&lt;br /&gt;What brought about the TP and OWS is frustration and anger by many that our system is broken. We are all mad as hell and loosing patience. We blame it on the politicians and the lobbyists, the bankers and the stock brokers, greed and avarice. Our frustration is that in a democracy we the people are supposedly in charge—we are the boss, we can fire those who don’t do our bidding and yet when we fire incumbents, the replacements are little, if any better and often worse. The TP threw out the bums and gridlock in our government got even worse. OWS is focusing more on bankers and stock brokers and avarice but where will that focus lead? Some good was done by picketing a bank. Bank of America was picketed and responded by removing a recently added fee. This worked because there was a specific and easily understood goal and a clear target. The picketing drew enough media attention to get the bank to respond.&lt;br /&gt;That is a great model for OWS—pick a specific and easily understood goal with a clear target and bring attention to it by getting media attention.&lt;br /&gt;Example: A constitutional amendment putting some limits on congress is a possibility that both TP and OWS people could support. It takes a two thirds vote in the Senate and the House of Representatives to start the amendment process. Clearly it would take a lot of pressure for Congress to make a vote that would limit them in any way but if the TP and OWS teamed up to get it done, I think it could happen. Both get a lot of media attention now, imagine the power if they joined forces on one issue. It could become a major campaign issue with candidates signing a pledge to vote for Amendment 28 if elected.&lt;br /&gt;I rather like the idea of term limits and making it illegal for anyone who has served in congress to become a lobbyist. It would decrease the motivation for getting elected to become rich and, hopefully, increase candidates’ interest in moving our country forward. It would also free up a lot of the time now spent by our congresspeople on raising funds and campaigning for the next election, time they could put to good use by focusing on the job we sent them there to do. Or a similar idea from Warren Buffett. "I could end the deficit in 5 minutes," he told CNBC. "You just pass a law that says that anytime there is a deficit of more than 3% of GDP, all sitting members of Congress are ineligible for re-election.”&lt;br /&gt;Cynic that I am I doubt this will happen simply because the OWS folks wouldn’t want to join an idea that came from the TP folks and visa versa. The Tea Party is and Occupy Wall Street likely will become as polarized as Congress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOWING IS A REPEAT OF THE ABOVE WITH COMMENTS (in color) FROM MY CONSERVATIVE FRIEND. MY LIBERAL FRIEND HAS COMMENTED ELSEWHERE. My cynicism is well placed though my reason for it was overly optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The Tea Party raised the hopes of many though it soon morphed into a right wing social agenda leaving moderates who felt a need for change in the dust. Occupy Wall Street has raised the hopes of many but hope for what? The right wants to pit it against the Tea Party but I think the basis for both is the same. OWS’s lack of a clear agenda is both its strength and its weakness. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;How can the inability to articulate your position ever be interpreted as a strength? &lt;/span&gt;Without an agenda each hopeful person can hope the agenda will align with their hopes and they grow evermore anxious to see “their” agenda articulated. Once an agenda is articulated there are bound to be many who will feel “that’s not my agenda”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What brought about the TP and OWS is frustration and anger by many that our system is broken. We are all mad as hell and loosing patience. We blame it on the politicians and the lobbyists, the bankers and the stock brokers, greed and avarice. Our frustration is that in a democracy we the people are supposedly in &lt;i style=""&gt;charge &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Not the way it works, not even the way it’s designed to work … we elect people who are in charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;—we are the boss, we can fire those who don’t do our bidding and yet when we fire incumbents, the replacements are little, if any better and often worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Obviously, we’re not making good choices, but in this case you haven’t given the new guys time to do much of anything … first you need to give them a clear majority in both houses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The TP threw out the bums and gridlock in our government got even worse. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Nothing could be worse than the one-party system we had for two years starting in early 2009.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OWS is focusing more on bankers and stock brokers and avarice but where will that focus lead? Some good was done by picketing a bank. Bank of America was picketed and responded by removing a recently added fee. This worked because there was a specific and easily understood goal and a clear target. The picketing drew enough media attention to get the bank to respond. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Methinks that you give them some undeserved credit relative to overturning the monthly charges on debit cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;That is a great model for OWS—pick a specific and easily understood goal with a clear target and bring attention to it by getting media attention. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Example: A constitutional amendment putting some limits on congress is a possibility that both TP and OWS people could support. &lt;span style="color: rgb(146, 208, 80);"&gt;It takes a two thirds vote in the Senate and the House of Representatives to start the amendment process.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Therein lies the problem and a bunch of kids sleeping in tens on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Public Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; aren’t the way to address it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clearly it would take a lot of pressure for Congress to make a vote that would limit them in any way but if the TP and OWS teamed up to get it done, S&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;omehow I’m having difficulty getting my mind around the notion of a bunch of Ivy League liberals teaming up with a gang of red neck conservatives on anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think it could happen. Both get a lot of media attention now, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;the media has been and continues to do everything possible to completely ignore the TP. &lt;/span&gt;imagine the power if they joined forces on one issue. It could become a major campaign issue with candidates signing a pledge to vote for Amendment 28 if elected. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;I rather like the idea of term limits &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(dream on) &lt;/span&gt;and making it illegal for anyone who has served in congress to become a lobbyist. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Can’t happen any more than enforcing employment agreements that prohibit you from working in the same industry for a competitor … it’s restraint of trade and unconstitutional.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;However, Congress has passed laws limiting a retired bureaucrat’s ability to lobby his former co-workers for a brief window … it’s either 1 or 2 years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It would decrease the motivation for getting elected to become rich and, hopefully, increase candidates’ interest in moving our country forward. It would also free up a lot of the time now spent by our congresspeople on raising funds and campaigning for the next election, time they could put to good use by focusing on the job we sent them there to do. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Did you read the piece I sent yesterday about elected officials trading on insider information on land purchases it was a transcript of something &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;60-Minutes ran on Sunday.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Or a similar idea from Warren Buffett.&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I could end the deficit in 5 minutes," he told CNBC. "You just pass a law that says that anytime there is a deficit of more than 3% of GDP, all sitting members of Congress are ineligible for reelection.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;And this is going to get passed in the Senate when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Cynic that I am I doubt this will happen simply because the OWS folks wouldn’t want to join an idea that came from the TP folks and visa versa. The Tea Party is and Occupy   Wall Street likely will become as polarized as Congress. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;They already are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We happen to have a vocal little band of Occupy Cleveland so I get some things that you never get to hear or see … they are remarkably disorganized … I can’t think of any single belief that they share with the TP.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love it when they talk about getting Congress to pass a law to get the rich to pay their fair share … don’t they know that Congress did that a long time ago … it’s called the AMT (Alternative Minimum Tax) and that’s worked so well that guys earning as little as $110K got hit last year, but on a percentage basis old Warren paid less than his secretary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I think we get too focused on buzz words and fuzzy political double talk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do know that the media does a piss poor job of vetting candidates that they like and go into assassination mode on the ones they don’t like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would like to believe that you’re right about the public being angry enough to get off its collective fanny, but I don’t see it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, they did get mad enough at W to vote for Obama though in retrospect he was less qualified for the job than my Brittany Spaniel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wish I could embrace one of the GOP candidates.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the way, what is so bad about a Mormon?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m missing something there … not real excited about the guy, but certainly not over his religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2614008690088916466?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2614008690088916466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2614008690088916466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2614008690088916466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2614008690088916466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/11/occupy-wall-street-and-tea-party.html' title='Occupy Wall Street and Tea Party'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-8355207115941064542</id><published>2011-07-09T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T04:53:10.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='income tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><title type='text'>Dear President Obama</title><content type='html'>Dear President Obama,&lt;br /&gt;You need to take a lesson from Ross Perot and make up some simple charts to help us understand government economics. &lt;br /&gt;1. Budgets are balanced by taking in more money and/or spending less.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your government gets money by taxing income so there are two ways to increase revenue, raise taxes and/or raise income. Let’s look at the two ends of the spectrum super rich and those near or below the poverty level.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last year the median income for the top executives of the top 200 corporations was $10.8 million. There is only so much these people can spend even if they eat in the fanciest restaurants, buy yachts and cars and extra houses. They invest the rest. Investment in businesses that create jobs is a good thing. The stock market is getting closer to the record highs before the recession so you would think there would be more jobs. That hasn’t happened. Clearly taking money away from the super rich is not going to hurt job growth. We should raise their taxes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Those near or below the poverty level will spend any money they can get their hands on for necessities like food and shelter. Cynics might say they will spend it on frivolous things like flat screen televisions but whatever they spend it on, it becomes income for someone else and that income is taxed. Let’s say they bought the TV, the people who sold the TV got money, the people who stored the TV got money, the people who imported the TV (this would be an even better example if the TV were made in the USA) got money and all of those people had income on which they paid taxes thus more money came into the government helping keep our national debt from getting even larger.&lt;br /&gt;5. Did the stimulus package work? Absolutely. Without it unemployment would have gone over 10% and we would have gone into a depression. While it wasn’t enough to bring down the unemployment figure, it did keep it from getting much worse.&lt;br /&gt;6. We would all like to see the federal government spend less BUT we need to be careful we don’t make the recession worse by taking money out of the economy where people will spend it. When we take jobs away from teachers, firefighters, police, and others employed by our towns, states and the federal government we are adding to the unemployment problem. When we take money out of the hands of people who will spend it because they need to in order to live we are also decreasing tax revenue.&lt;br /&gt;These are simple facts, Mr. President. Explain them to the people. Maybe even Congress will understand. My senators, even though they are moderate republicans, won’t listen to us. If we are going to vote reasonable people into office, we need your help, dare I say leadership?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-8355207115941064542?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/8355207115941064542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=8355207115941064542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8355207115941064542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8355207115941064542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-president-obama.html' title='Dear President Obama'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-466326596503864860</id><published>2011-05-17T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T07:40:00.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herbicide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten day rule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weed control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Weed control or The Best Garden Tip Ever</title><content type='html'>Control of annual weeds in a garden is easy if you obey the ten day rule. Rake the seed bed before planting, not days before planting but just before planting. Mark your calendar to cultivate the rows in ten days. Chances are you won’t see any weeds and will wonder why you should be running the hoe along between the rows. Take your hoe and drag it along just barely below the surface then look at the hoe. You should see a lot of white or light colored threads. These are weeds that have only had time to put up a slender stem and down an equally slender root. In a couple of more days the root will branch out and start to take hold of soil. Once it does that it will be more difficult to pull and when pulled either by hand or by hoe it quite likely will be able to hold onto enough soil to stay alive. The first ten day cultivation will kill 80% or more of the weeds that will be sprouting from seed. &lt;br /&gt;   That is the core of the ten day rule. As a vegetable farmer there have been times when that first cultivation was all that I got around to doing and yet I harvested a crop. Going back for cultivation after another ten days is certainly a good idea and getting down close and personal to complete the job by hand weeding in the row while thinning if necessary is always my goal but I want to emphasize that first ten day cultivation. I make it a higher priority than planting seeds. My first year with a market size garden I kept planting seeds because I obviously wouldn’t get a crop if I didn’t plant. At the end of the year I found there were several plantings that never reached the market because the weeds overwhelmed them. No sense planting something that won’t make it to market so now I make sure nothing I plant is lost to weeds—maybe lost to deer, or porcupines, or woodchucks (groundhogs), or mice, or crows, or turkeys but not weeds.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Deer, porcupines and woodchucks are kept out of my gardens with electric fence. I got a barn cat that seems to be helping with the mice and for crows it is important that they not see me planting corn (I’m serious. Don’t leave any corn seed above ground and if crows do pull up your corn seedlings for the seed, plant deeper next year.) Turkeys did not bother me until last fall when they took a liking to lettuce and arugula. I’m covering these crops with row cover and trying to scare the turkeys with shots, shouts, and firecrackers in the hope they will take the hint that they are not welcome in the gardens. The jury is out on that one. I am reluctant to try putting up a high fence as they could fly over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-466326596503864860?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/466326596503864860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=466326596503864860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/466326596503864860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/466326596503864860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/05/weed-control-or-best-garden-tip-ever.html' title='Weed control or The Best Garden Tip Ever'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-653329590454222484</id><published>2011-01-12T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T06:40:34.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><title type='text'>Arizona killings</title><content type='html'>I have a logic question for you...&lt;br /&gt;If I say "kill Sarah Palin" and then someone who never heard me say that does kill her, can I accurately state that I had nothing to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using logic I would say that you would have to say it where it could not be heard by anyone who could pass the thought on to another who could pass it on to another who could pass it on to Kevin Bacon. Philosophically I would answer that you need to be careful when you shoot an arrow into the air. Mystically, ah, that is where it gets really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever tell you that in November 1996 I made an effort to locate my half sisters, three women I had not seen or had any word of for 25 years when they were ages 16, 14 and 10? I was unsuccessful. Within a week I received a letter from the middle sister who was living in New Zealand, as far away as you can get from Maine on this planet asking, “Hi! My name is Christie Mather and I am wondering if you are my lost brother?” If this is more significant than mere coincidence, then one might consider the possibility that any thought could have consequences especially if it is thought by many.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have been amusing yourself with the conjecturing about whether or not any good will come of the Arizona murders regarding rhetoric. First you have the “liberal left” suggesting that Palin’s targeting the Representative may have influenced the murder (ignoring the fact that targeting political races is common practice for both parties though the cross-hairs was unwisely suggestive). Then you have the “wing-nut right” and their pundits attacking the liberal left for capitalizing on the tragedy while doing the same thing themselves. How would the rhetoric go if Sarah Palin was shot? There can be no doubt that the wing-nuts would rant about how the left had killed her with their rhetoric while the left would attack with similar rants to those being used by the right today.&lt;br /&gt;Those of us awash in the mire being sloshed back and forth between those who seem to be operating under some sort of hypocritical oath wonder, “Will it ever stop?” Sure, eventually. I doubt it will happen in my lifetime though I will continue to hope. I will continue to hope for civility, for acceptance of each other and our right to disagree without being disagreeable, for respect. &lt;br /&gt;As I watched Bill O’Riley and six of his pundits tear into the liberal left and at one point putting up a picture of the New York Times building as a symbol of what’s wrong with our country I couldn’t help but wonder what his reaction would be if the building was blown up. My mystical side ought to be more careful. What if that thought went viral?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-653329590454222484?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/653329590454222484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=653329590454222484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/653329590454222484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/653329590454222484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/01/arizona-killings.html' title='Arizona killings'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-5848301045755702830</id><published>2011-01-05T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:32:12.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthcare'/><title type='text'>Congress convenes</title><content type='html'>Just for the record I'm hopeful that John Boehner and the Republican majority in the House will do some positive things. In Maine we have a Republican governor and both houses went Republican for the first time in quite awhile. There, too, I am hopeful. It is my attitude at the beginning of every administration no matter the party. I believe that people who run for office have the best intentions of the people of their state/country at heart and I bless them for their commitment and wish them well. &lt;br /&gt;    I confess that I don't see any good for the country in the House trying to overturn what Republicans are fond of calling Obama Care since it will get nowhere in the Senate and even if it did the President would veto it. It seems totally political which is what we hate most, isn't it? If they went after it piecemeal starting out by saying "we like these parts and will keep them" and then had an honest debate about the rest, I'd be impressed. I hope that is the approach they take. I'd also like to see them do a little horse trading like saying, "we'll accept a government program as an alternative as long as you Dems accept reining in lawsuits."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-5848301045755702830?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/5848301045755702830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=5848301045755702830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5848301045755702830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5848301045755702830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/01/congress-convenes.html' title='Congress convenes'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-6864636667058837236</id><published>2011-01-03T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:59:03.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Durant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthcare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Healthcare in the Dark Ages</title><content type='html'>The following is quoted from The Age of Faith, Volume IV of The Story of Civilization by Will Durant (1949). I hope you find it as amusing as I did.&lt;br /&gt;“Several important treatises, covering nearly all branches of medicine, have reached us from the School of Salerno [12th century]. One, by Archimatheus, prescribes the proper bedside manner: the physician must always regard the patient’s condition as grave, so that a fatal end may not disgrace him, and a cure may add another marvel to his fame; he should not flirt with the patient’s wife, daughter, or maidservant; and even if no medicine is necessary he should prescribe some harmless concoction, lest the patient think the treatment not worth the fee, and lest nature should seem to have healed the patient without the physician’s aid.” (p 998) &lt;br /&gt;And for those who think history doesn’t repeat itself:&lt;br /&gt;“Every city of any importance paid physicians to treat the poor without charge….In Christian Spain of the thirteenth century a physician was hired by the municipality to care for a specified part to the population; he made periodically a medical examination of each person in his territory, and gave each one advice according to his findings; he treated the poor in a public hospital, and was obliged to visit every sick person three times a month; all without charge…for these services the physician was exempted from taxes, and received an annual salary of twenty pounds, equivalent to some $4,000 today (1949).”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-6864636667058837236?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/6864636667058837236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=6864636667058837236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6864636667058837236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6864636667058837236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2011/01/healthcare-in-dark-ages.html' title='Healthcare in the Dark Ages'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2378722614684514184</id><published>2010-12-21T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:55:29.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><title type='text'>Political change</title><content type='html'>My sister, Christie, living in New Zealand asks “In my whole lifetime and I am fairly sure in your whole lifetime, no change has been made.  We are doomed to a mediocre world when we could have so much more. Why can’t we live in a perfect world?” &lt;br /&gt;Dear Chris, There has been a lot of change during my lifetime. I was born at the end of the great depression. Franklin D. Roosevelt was president. He had instituted many programs to bring the country out of the depression and regulations to keep it from happening again. The 1950s was a decade of good times as depicted in television shows like Father Knows Best, Ozzie and Harriet and Leave It to Beaver—the good old days when one wage-earner could support a family. Interestingly, and I think it is related, income of more than $1.3 million was taxed at over 90%. In other words, someone earning $2.3 million only got to keep less than $100,000 of that last million. What would be the incentive to make more than $1.3 million if you could only keep $100,000? This question is usually asked with the assumption the high wage-earners are those who create wealth by creating more businesses, more employment etc. That’s not the way it actually works, however, as we see today in the multi-million dollar salaries and bonuses of CEOs of individual companies. &lt;br /&gt;Let’s look at a very public business owning a sports franchise like the New York Yankees. The owners of sports teams don’t go out and create new teams. They may build a new stadium (or get the local government to build one for them) but the business is largely the expenses of paying team members, paying the people who sell hot dogs and the like. The income side is from ticket sales, sale of broadcast rights and advertising. If the owner had to pay really high taxes on really high income thus taking away his incentive to make gross amounts of money; he would have no incentive to keep salaries low either to players or other workers, no incentive to raise ticket prices. In fact the tax would have the exact opposite effect. Why raise ticket prices and why not pay higher wages and bonuses? Star athletes would have little incentive to hold out for an outrageous salary making it likely the other athletes on the team would get higher salaries. Now we have more people with a high enough wage to support a family. Isn’t that what family values are all about?&lt;br /&gt;The change from the 50s has been gradual, wealthy people exerting more and more influence on politicians. I remember when Congress removed restrictions on banks allowing them to get into all sorts of other businesses; just one of many changes from the regulations that FDR put in place to keep the country from going into another depression. Reagan did the major drop in taxes for the rich which has created the super-rich who can exert even more influence on our political system.&lt;br /&gt;You want a change away from rule by the greedy? It will come. It will get worse before it gets better but it will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m reading The Story of Civilization by Will and Arial Durant, 11 volumes averaging about 1,000 pages each. I read the last two first Rousseau and Revolution and The Age of Napoleon before beginning at the beginning. I’m about to finish volume IV now, six down and five to go. I admit to being proud of my accomplishment but it is not a chore. I’m having trouble putting them down (I’m also having trouble holding them up as they are heavy.) Every large society has gone through changes from caring about the people to focus on wealth and the power of the wealthy over the rest of society. Greed is really interesting, much like a disease. People who have it can’t get enough. They think that more—more money, more power, more things—will bring happiness yet when they get more they think they are happy yet a hunger for more persists. Rather than consider the possibility that the more they have been chasing is like the donkey chasing the carrot suspended in front of him on a stick tied to his back, they keep chasing the carrot rather than looking around to see if perhaps there is something other than money and power that would bring them contentment. &lt;br /&gt;Obama did bring change. He brought us back from the brink of a depression. The loudest voices are those of the greedy who override voices of reason. Change takes time. We are a society of the instant—no patience, no foresight.&lt;br /&gt;As for a perfect world, it may exist right now waiting for us to perceive it. Would a video game be perfect if everything went along easily? Would chess be fun is the opponent always made the moves you wanted? Perhaps all we need to live in a perfect world is the ability to accept this world as it is and play the game it presents to the best of our ability without unrealistic expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2378722614684514184?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2378722614684514184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2378722614684514184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2378722614684514184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2378722614684514184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/12/political-change.html' title='Political change'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-4070136495706624600</id><published>2010-12-16T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:00:58.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathetic thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Best Christmas present ever</title><content type='html'>When someone accompanies their gift with “It’s the thought that counts” it probably means not much thought went into the gift. Here is a gift idea I have used with wonderful responses; write a letter. You don’t have to be a great writer to give this gift because it isn’t the words that count but the thought. It works in all situations. How do I give my wife a present that was purchased with money that was ours? What do you give to someone who has everything? There is only one gift that is absolutely unique, that no one else can give; the gift of yourself, your time and thought. Here are some thoughts that might prove helpful.&lt;br /&gt;1. I’m going to say it again. It is the thought that counts so start thinking about the person. Make a note to yourself if necessary to think about the person perhaps while driving or doing the dishes or some other activity when your mind has free run.&lt;br /&gt;2. The most difficult part of writing is the first few words. Take pen and paper in hand or open a blank page in your word processor, write or type “Dear ______”. You are already thinking about the person whose name you put down. You may sit and stare at the page for awhile. If nothing comes, put it aside and do some random thinking but be sure you come back to the page. Put down “I (love, admire, respect, enjoy) you” if nothing else comes. Think about that for a bit. Why do you have feelings for this person? When did the feelings begin? (eg “I remember the day you were born…” and carry on from there.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Recall some time you spent together (eg “Remember that time you borrowed my mower and forgot to return it.” No, no, no. Keep it positive. “I was just thinking about the time your leaves blew into my yard and you raked my yard for me. You really didn’t have to do that. I feel fortunate to have you as a neighbor.”)&lt;br /&gt;4. When you have finished pretend you are the recipient and read it over. If there are any parts that don’t make you feel happy to have received in this letter, fix them. Hardest thing for parents writing to their children is to try not to ‘help’ them become better people. All of my letters from my father devolved into lectures. I wanted his love. I wanted him to know me, to respect me, to accept me, to care about me. I don’t think I was much different than anyone else in what I wanted. If you express love in your letter, your gift will be greatly appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;Good luck. I’ve got some letters to work on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-4070136495706624600?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/4070136495706624600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=4070136495706624600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4070136495706624600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4070136495706624600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-christmas-present-ever.html' title='Best Christmas present ever'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-5614757279245864185</id><published>2010-12-07T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:59:48.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea party'/><title type='text'>birthers</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine thought the following was “priceless”:&lt;br /&gt;Governor Mike Huckabee said, “If we want to keep our Nation’s secrets ‘SECRET’ … store them where President Obama stores his college transcripts and birth certificate.”&lt;br /&gt;I replied: &lt;br /&gt;That is priceless. I thought Huckabee was smarter than that so it's good to know this stuff. Not to worry, I know he was making a joke and that he is smart enough to know that the President was born in the US and has shown his birth certificate at least as many times as he has and that his college transcripts are at least as public as his but this humor panders to those foolish enough to believe the transcripts and birth certificate are less than genuine. Those people, and, unfortunately, there are even some in Congress, should have their driver's licenses and passports revoked. Let them try to get them back without a birth certificate.&lt;br /&gt;PS The President has a valid passport and drivers license though I don't think he has to show them anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-5614757279245864185?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/5614757279245864185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=5614757279245864185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5614757279245864185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5614757279245864185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthers.html' title='birthers'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-7213512173779350277</id><published>2010-11-24T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:06:07.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hate to pay taxes? They have been around in various forms since the beginning of civilization. Those who point to a time when there were no taxes in the U.S are pointing to the beginning of the federal income tax. People have hated to pay taxes, tithes, duties, dues and the like to those in power (church, state, lord of the manor, etc.) also since the beginning of civilization.&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I hated to pay taxes. I would rail in frustration, “I’m working the first four months of the year for the government!” I got so worked up that I did something about it. I got my income tax burden down to nearly nothing. Steve Forbes, take note, here is how you can stop paying income tax. It’s really fairly simple and I found it very invigorating. They don’t tax income if you don’t have any. Of course in Mr. Forbes case he would have to give away about half a billion that is earning him income without his having to work for it but it would still be easier than being president which he has tried to do twice.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer hate paying taxes though I’m now paying more than ever before. I’m paying more because my income is bigger but I’m still able to keep the taxes at a reasonable level by giving away some of my income. It feels good to be able to help others and to help with projects people are doing to protect or improve our environment. As for the taxes? I just gave myself an attitude change. Rather than feel bummed out about having Uncle Sam’s hand in my pocket I now feel good that I can be a part of all the good the country I love is able to do. Oh yeah, I can point to things my country is doing that I don’t think are good. The last “good war” (one I feel we were compelled to enter) was WWII. I also think there are things the federal government messes in that local governments and citizens could do better but if I get focused on the negative, I’ll loose my good feeling about paying taxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-7213512173779350277?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/7213512173779350277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=7213512173779350277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7213512173779350277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7213512173779350277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/11/hate-to-pay-taxes-they-have-been-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-6106015967853861206</id><published>2010-11-18T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:56:22.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><title type='text'>Boehnercare</title><content type='html'>The Democrats need top stop trying to be reasonable, that is to apply reason. They need some catchy phrases. Take lessons from the conservatives and dismiss any reporting that doesn’t agree with your agenda as the Don’t-confuse-me-with-facts media. The Republicans say they want to overturn the health reform legislation which they label as Obamacare. Do they really want to go back to the way it was before “Obamacare”? How many years have both Democrats and Republicans been proclaiming the need for change? For goodness sake Democrats get on television and radio demanding Boehnercare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-6106015967853861206?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/6106015967853861206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=6106015967853861206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6106015967853861206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6106015967853861206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/11/boehnercare.html' title='Boehnercare'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-7874690684329402293</id><published>2010-10-20T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:04:24.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea party'/><title type='text'>Dumb populace</title><content type='html'>10/19/10 In the news: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;French Pension Protests. Masked youths clashed with police officers and set fires in cities across France on Tuesday as protests against a proposed hike in the retirement age took an increasingly radical turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiots! Sure the government screwed up plus the baby boomers will be retiring very soon putting more pressure on retirement funds plus people are living longer putting more pressure on retirement funds and there will be fewer, percentage wise, people paying into the funds making the gap between what is available and what is required even wider; but, “Idiots, what is your solution to the problem? You just want to get yours even if it bankrupts the government? Open your foolish minds and try to help yourself and your countrymen (and women). Recognize the larger problem and say, ‘Yes, I want to be part of the solution.’”&lt;br /&gt;Golly I really got wound up there. Thank goodness nothing like that will happen in this country. We aren’t just for ourselves and damn the rest of the population. We know that we will have to make sacrifices for the good of our country and our fellow citizens. We…. About now you should be wondering what drug I’m on because we, the majority of us, not you and I of course but the majority, will vote against any sensible way to save social security like making the retirement age older or even dispensing with cost of living increases. Some people are getting riled up because the cost of living hasn’t gone up so they aren’t getting an increase in their social security check.&lt;br /&gt;We blame the politicians but we are the problem and the tea party solution of throwing the bums out is not the answer because if the new politicians want to be reelected, they will have to be bums. Several years ago a Maine representative the US Congress voted for closing a military base in Maine. It was the right vote for the good of the country. Usually the politicians work it out so that everyone can vote for the narrow interests of the state, take cover as it were, while others make the hard vote, though not hard for them because the vote doesn’t affect people in their state. This representative was slaughtered by his opponent in the next election on that one issue. Politicians are not as dumb as we may think. They just do things that are dumb for our country but smart in getting reelected by a dumb populace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-7874690684329402293?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/7874690684329402293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=7874690684329402293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7874690684329402293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7874690684329402293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/10/dumb-populace.html' title='Dumb populace'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2153815790854431412</id><published>2010-09-07T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:05:00.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenn Beck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denires'/><title type='text'>Glenn Beck might scare me</title><content type='html'>Global warming started concerning me before Reagan became president. I remember because he appointed a study group which I cynically thought was just to shut up those of us who were concerned. The group came back with a report much sooner than expected saying it was a serious problem and that action should be taken. I thought this was great news and that surely something would start happening. That was nearly 30 years ago. Incredible! &lt;br /&gt;   Back then I thought this was a problem we should be working on for future generations but that climate change would be slow and I would not see any dramatic difference in my lifetime. How wrong I was. Changes in weather patterns around the world and changes in insect populations in my garden are already dramatic. That I would see such change in my lifetime (and I’m likely to live another 20 years or so) was scary. I was thinking recently that it will be even scarier when the warming deniers like Glenn Beck and others on Fox acknowledge the problem. Yeah, that will really be scary. It will also be annoying because I’m sure they will not say, “Gosh, I guess global warming is a real thing. I’m sorry I misled people for all those years when, if I had recognized the problem earlier, I might have been able to help get the people behind making positive changes to reverse the trend.”  Much more likely they will blame government for getting us into this mess and, of course, they will be right but I’ve got to believe that the Republicans in congress who are holding up any progress would change their tune if the don’t-confuse-me-with-facts media opened their ears to what they call the “liberal media”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2153815790854431412?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2153815790854431412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2153815790854431412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2153815790854431412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2153815790854431412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/09/glenn-beck-might-scare-me.html' title='Glenn Beck might scare me'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-5646771186359460350</id><published>2010-05-09T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:49:26.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love everybody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masturbation'/><title type='text'>How to love everybody</title><content type='html'>There are two adults in their thirties who are good citizens of the world. I have given them my love for their whole lives. I don’t think my parents ever doubted that I loved them. I have been in a loving relationship with my wife for over forty years. I have studied, thought about and written extensively about love. However, none of that makes me an expert if there is such a thing. I’m going to tell you what I have learned that is contributing considerably to what I call my profound happiness in the possibility that it may resonate with you.&lt;br /&gt;Self-love is the foundation for any love. Acceptance and respect are the tools for building the foundation. &lt;br /&gt;I spent a depressing hour with a paraplegic a number of years ago. I was not depressed because he had lost the use of his arms and legs but because he was so unhappy. Wouldn’t I be unhappy if I were confined to a wheelchair?  I doubt I would be thrilled about my condition. If I had done it to myself, as this man had driving drunk twenty years earlier, I might be pissed at myself for my stupidity but I wouldn’t be taking it out on others. I would start with acceptance. I don’t delude myself into thinking it would be easy but the sooner I got over being angry at myself, angry at the world, hating myself and the world, the sooner I would be on the road to finding happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of life as a game helps me accept my life as it is. In this case a card game works best—any card game except poker. In poker you can throw in any hand you don’t want to play but in most card games from Go Fish to Bridge you have to play the cards you are dealt. Playing a poor hand well can be very satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;Paraplegia is an extreme but none of us is perfect. In our teens we tend to focus on our physical imperfections. Rather than focusing on the zits we need to step back from the mirror. I am who I am and a lot of who I am is pretty good. Others may not see it but I know I’m special. I guess that was my attitude when I was in my late teens. I remember thinking that girls who didn’t want to date me were missing something. The wonderful irony here is that I don’t even know if they didn’t want to date me because I never asked. I desperately wanted to be in the company of girls but I was too shy to initiate a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;In my twenties I had a number of relationships with women; several could have been good partners in marriage. I didn’t realize why I rejected commitment then and what changed when, at 31 I asked a woman to marry me and a year after that fell apart I proposed to my wife of 40 years. &lt;br /&gt;The journey from shy to beginning a stable marriage was largely unconscious. Feedback from relationships at play and at work probably built my self-confidence and self-respect, which, in turn, helped me accept myself. My “zits” disappeared as I move farther from the mirror and saw myself reflected in the impression I made on others. &lt;br /&gt;My conscious effort to find happiness began a year after marriage when I found myself to be unhappy. As it was my happiness that was in question I thought the best place to look was within. I investigated what made me happy and what made me unhappy and began doing more of the former and less of the latter. I was not looking for frivolous pleasures but things I had done that I could look back on with pleasure. I found that the unhappinesses were things that prayed on my conscience or things I took to be unfair.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t go into what I found rummaging around in my mind. The point is that a good place to look for happiness and love is within. One of the things to look for is anything about yourself that you find unacceptable and fix it. There are two ways to get rid of unacceptable parts of yourself—change if it is possible or accept.&lt;br /&gt;For example if you masturbate and you don’t think you should, either stop masturbating or accept that it is part of who you are and that it is fine. I know some say masturbation is a sin but there are very few people between the ages of 7 and 90 who don’t masturbate. Smoking, taking alcohol or other drugs, biting your nails may be things you feel you should change to improve your self-respect. Work on them however you can. There are only two universal rules: 1) Do no harm to another living now or in the future 2) sex only between consenting adults. I say that only for someone who may have a conscience that would allow either of these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-5646771186359460350?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/5646771186359460350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=5646771186359460350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5646771186359460350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5646771186359460350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-love-everybody.html' title='How to love everybody'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-4560722407163336181</id><published>2010-04-22T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T14:21:26.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bindweed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weed control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organic'/><title type='text'>Bindweed</title><content type='html'>My daughter and her husband bought an older home and the yard is filled with BINDWEED! How does one rid the yard of this noxious plant? Please help! We grow vegetables as well and do not want to use chemicals to kill this plant.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to your response.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Donna&lt;br /&gt;Donna, your email box was full so I'm posting my answer here.&lt;br /&gt;This is a tough one. The empathetic gardener thinks, “The plant needs energy which it gets from the sun. The only way it can get this energy is through leaves. If I can keep it from having leaves, it will eventually die.”&lt;br /&gt;I have only dealt with it in gardens which is curious since I have extensive mowed areas. Bindweed must have been or still be in some of these areas since, I suppose, it was already present when I converted sod to garden. In my reference books (including Weeds of Lawn and Garden) I only find solutions for dealing with it in cultivated soil. The books say to till or cultivated repeatedly, every other week or sooner and that this may take more than one growing season. When my son was preteen I would pay him and a friend by the ounce for the "gold" roots. Perhaps I didn't pay enough or use the right motivation because, though he and his friend loved to dig, they tired of gold mining too soon. When my Tom Sawyer plan failed I found myself out there digging up the rhizomes. It was just a matter of keeping after them, getting as many as I could in the time I had and keeping an eye on the patch and going after any as they appeared above ground.&lt;br /&gt;For the lawn I would probably just mow and see what happens. If it doesn't get worse, I'd forget about it and accept bindweed as part of the diversity of my organic lawn. I have a ground ivy that shares a lot of my lawn and has spread over the years but it doesn't bother me. However, if you want to get rid of bindweed without tilling up the whole lawn and keeping it that way for most of a year, I suggest going after it one stem at a time on hands and knees with a hand lawn weeding tool. This tool is about 18 inches long including the handle and has a V shaped end that you stick in the ground at an angle to cut the stem below ground surface. They will keep coming and you will have to keep after them. Pick a small patch to work on and keep after it until the bindweed is gone then move on to another patch. This will be a test of your persistence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-4560722407163336181?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/4560722407163336181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=4560722407163336181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4560722407163336181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4560722407163336181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/04/bindweed.html' title='Bindweed'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-303189732771022706</id><published>2010-03-14T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T13:38:00.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathetic thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking empathetically'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Empathy and romance</title><content type='html'>I want to get to know that woman. I lust for her. I wish I could just go up to her and say, “You are very attractive. I’d like to get to know you, maybe date, maybe kiss, you know. What do you think? Do you share my interest?”&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think she might be at least a little interested in me. I see her once a week. We say “hi” to each other. We know each other’s names but the only thing we have in common that we know of is the class we take together. “How’d you like the class today?” “Good.” “Yeah.” We have also talked about the weather. &lt;br /&gt;Those extremes—the weather and other inanities at one end and “wanna fuck” and any other overtly direct approach—are not likely to advance a relationship. It’s time for an empathetic approach. If I want to get into that lady’s pants, the best approach is to get into her head. What is she thinking? Who is she? What does she want in life?&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, more physically attractive and closer to her age, I would likely have used an old favorite line of the time: “What’s your sign?” How obvious and maybe even shocking coming from someone my age. I really don’t want to be thought a dirty old man. Asking someone their astrological sign is certainly advancing in the right direction, however. Even “how are you?” is better than the weather. &lt;br /&gt;I need to know more about her. Does she have a job? What is it? How long has she had it? Does she like it? What would she rather be doing? What does she do with her idle time? Does she read? What is she reading? Has she been married? Does she have children? Has she traveled? Did she go to college? Now I’m cooking! It’s not all about me and my desire. I need to get to know her, what makes her tick.&lt;br /&gt;I’m pretty sure there is no such thing as a mind-reader. There have been times when I felt that I knew what someone was thinking but when something important is on the line the best any of us can do is to think empathetically. The closer we can get to understanding what another is thinking, what they want, the more successful we will be in getting what we want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-303189732771022706?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/303189732771022706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=303189732771022706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/303189732771022706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/303189732771022706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/03/empathy-and-romance.html' title='Empathy and romance'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-737182526463695080</id><published>2010-02-02T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:05:31.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fifties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><title type='text'>How to Curb Greed</title><content type='html'>When I ask people to name the best decade, the 50s are the most popular—the age of Leave it to Beaver, Father Knows Best and Ozzie and Harriet. I graduated from high school in 1956 and I certainly wouldn’t argue with that choice. What made it so good—family values, families with just one-wage earner, low taxes, low unemployment. One of the reasons I propose is not true. Family values is a subjective judgment though I suspect most would agree that “family values” were higher in the 50s than now. I can’t find statistics to back up my belief that the percentage of single-wage-earner households was higher in the 50s but it certainly was on television. There was low unemployment--the lowest average unemployment for the decade than any decade since (&lt;a href="http://www.bls.gov/cps/prev_yrs.htm"&gt;4.5%&lt;/a&gt;). The one that isn’t true is low taxes, at least for the wealthy. The highest tax bracket throughout the 50s was 91%. In fact, in all the years Americans have been taxed there were only two years, 1944 and 45, when there was a &lt;a href="http://www.taxpolicycenter.org/taxfacts/displayafact.cfm?Docid=213%20"&gt;higher tax bracket&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is a direct correlation. The incentive to make millions of dollars when you are only allowed to keep 9% is much less than if you get to keep 65% as currently. Some corporate CEO who might today have gotten a 17 million dollar bonus, might, in the 50s, have said, “Never mind. A million is enough.” Where would the other $16,000,000 have gone? Maybe to share holders. Maybe to consumers of the produce the corporation produced. Either way it would spread the wealth around and make greed less likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no rational reason for making more than $1 million a year. Bring back the 91% tax on income over $1 million. For those who say that would slow recovery from the recession I suggest you go back to the unemployment table. The decade with the highest rate of unemployment was….can you guess? The 80s, of course. The average for the 80s was 7.27%. I guess there wasn’t enough trickling down. The most recent decade was 5.54%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-737182526463695080?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/737182526463695080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=737182526463695080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/737182526463695080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/737182526463695080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-curb-greed.html' title='How to Curb Greed'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-3450906602239737303</id><published>2010-01-29T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T06:36:45.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love everybody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>How to love 2</title><content type='html'>Not how to love another or your dog or vegetables or your country--just how to love. Not how to love your spouse or how to love your mother or how to love your father or how to love your son or daughter. My daughter didn’t wait to teach her son how to jump until he was old enough to broad jump or high jump. She taught him what fun it was to jump in puddles and to jump into her arms. Knowing what jumping is he will be ready for someone to teach him how to jump over a bar or to jump a distance or to jump out of an airplane. &lt;br /&gt;It seems to me we ought to learn how to love without the encumbrance of all the different kinds of love. Sure my grandson is learning how to love his parents and grandparents. That is easy because he is being loved but what is that love that he is receiving? It is a feeling, to be sure. Basking in the radiant love of his parents and grandparents feels good, so good he returns it in kind with a smile, a giggle, a wriggle and even a full body spasm. How wonderful that feeling is. That must be part of love, a warm, happy feeling. &lt;br /&gt; How can we have a warm, happy feeling about someone we hardly know? If we are to believe that we should love our enemies, what is that love? Can we have positive feelings about Osama bin Laden? Maybe love for our enemies doesn’t include a warm feeling, but what then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-3450906602239737303?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/3450906602239737303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=3450906602239737303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/3450906602239737303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/3450906602239737303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-to-love-2.html' title='How to love 2'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-1520238450099153590</id><published>2010-01-15T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:07:15.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Self-love</title><content type='html'>We are all different. I say this a lot because I want you to understand that when I write about something that works for me, it may not work for you; just because I like broccoli and George H.W. Bush does not does not make him a bad person or less good than I am or visa versa. We are all different [Period or exclamation point, you choose.]&lt;br /&gt;Sonja Lyubomirsky writes in The How of Happiness, a scientific approach to getting the life you want “happy participants [in a test against another] felt more upbeat than they had been earlier and thought better of their ability, regardless of whether they had witnessed someone perform much better or much worse than they. The self-assessments of unhappy people, by contrast, were keenly sensitive to the experience of witnessing another person’s superior performance.”&lt;br /&gt;My reaction is, sure, it’s because happy people are self-contained. It is all inside. We perform up to our own potential and recognize that there are likely others who would do better. We are unique and able to celebrate our uniqueness without care of being different, not better or worse, just different, than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;You are unique and that’s a good thing. I wish that were taught more in our schools. Some children will be “left behind” in math, others in reading, others in sports, others in music, others…well, you get the idea. “Left behind” what? We fail each other when we fail to recognize each other’s uniqueness. If you are reading this, you are old enough or advanced enough in thinking to recognize your own beauty and value, your own strengths. Let me say that again. If you are reading this you have the ability to recognize your own strengths, value, and beauty? I have no idea to what extent you may be using your ability.&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence, self-respect, and self-love are gained through self-understanding. Self-love is the foundation for all love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Each of us has someone to love that does not depend on another. The ability is within each of us to love ourselves. That doesn’t make it easy, just possible. To love ourselves we need to keep tabs on what makes us happy and what does not and do more of the former and less of the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-1520238450099153590?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/1520238450099153590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=1520238450099153590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/1520238450099153590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/1520238450099153590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/01/self-love.html' title='Self-love'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-7822925152736394852</id><published>2010-01-11T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:07:59.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathetic thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='al Qaeda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osama'/><title type='text'>Thinking empathetically</title><content type='html'>Good news! I have heard the terms “thinking empathetically” and “empathetic thinking” twice in the past week in different contexts. I hope it becomes ubiquitous. If the previous administration had understood empathetic thinking and used it before invading Afghanistan and Iraq, over 4,000 Americans and an untold number of Iraqis would still be alive, and more than 30,000 young men and women would not have received physical injuries not to mention mental injuries. &lt;br /&gt;Thinking empathetically before invading would have revealed that Osama bin Laden’s purpose was not to kill as many Americans as possible but to draw us into a war that could be played up as a religious war. We could have used the compassion and sympathy of people and countries around the world to root out terrorists quietly using our intelligence (and intelligence agencies). By declaring war and using our military might we have helped al Qaeda recruit more terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;After the Christmas bomber some thoughtless people in congress pontificated that the president should be more forceful in his rhetoric. And what!? Scare terrorists?! Think empathetically. If you are hanging out in some al Qaeda training camp and you hear the President say something like, “This dastardly act will not go unpunished. We will track down terrorists wherever they are. We will…” I’m too lazy to look up the previous president’s remarks after any of the terrorist attacks since 911 or Tony Blair’s after the London bombings but they were leveled at the homeland populace and were the laughing stock in al Qaeda camps. Think about it, please. Put yourself in an al Qaeda camp. Imagine yourself sitting around a campfire listening to the President of the most powerful nation in the world spouting threats. As you listen, you are pumped up. “Oh, yeah, come and get us. Ha, ha, ha. How long you been looking for Osama? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Oh, man, we are scared. We are so scared we may just strap on some more explosives and do God’s work.”&lt;br /&gt;Belligerent rhetoric is ignorant, ignorant of what the enemy is thinking, ignorant of what they want, ignorant of how to deal with terrorism. Thought, empathetic thought, is smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-7822925152736394852?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/7822925152736394852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=7822925152736394852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7822925152736394852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7822925152736394852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2010/01/thinking-empathetically.html' title='Thinking empathetically'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2299461017232225371</id><published>2009-12-02T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:43:31.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paraplegic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waddell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life sucks'/><title type='text'>Life is a game</title><content type='html'>The best analogy for life can be found in our play, in games. &lt;br /&gt;Example One: life really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;I think most of us would agree that it would suck to be a paraplegic. I had the misfortune of spending a couple of hours with a paraplegic who hated his life. I say misfortune because this individual was angry at the world. He was an activist in handicap accessibility pointing out to me the places he couldn’t go in his wheelchair. “If you want to go into that store,” I suggested, “I’m sure all you would have to do is let the shopkeepers know and they would help you.” You already know that was not the point. He had no interest in that store. He just wanted to be able to go there on his own if he did want to. Goodness knows I understand the desire for independence.&lt;br /&gt;A card game like bridge is a good analogy for this situation. When playing bridge, you get dealt 13 cards. They may be lousy cards, a hand you would rather not play, perhaps, but you still play it to the best of your ability.&lt;br /&gt;There are paraplegics who are inspirations like Chris Waddell, a paraplegic who scaled Mt. Kilimanjaro more than 20 years after he was paralyzed in a skiing accident. Waddell says. “What happens to us isn’t that interesting; it’s what we do with it that’s interesting.”&lt;br /&gt;I suspect the paraplegic I met with had not forgiven himself for his misfortune. Driving drunk put him in the wheelchair. I think he would make himself much happier if he forgave himself and accepted his hand. We can never go back. It is always this hand that we have to play, the one this moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2299461017232225371?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2299461017232225371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2299461017232225371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2299461017232225371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2299461017232225371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-game.html' title='Life is a game'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-8623226438750997380</id><published>2009-11-27T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:42:03.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>How to love</title><content type='html'>Kinds of love?&lt;br /&gt;Rather a core, a foundation, a trunk from which love branches.&lt;br /&gt;A love that is central to life.&lt;br /&gt;Love others as thyself?&lt;br /&gt;Love myself?&lt;br /&gt;Self-respect.&lt;br /&gt;Self acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;The core.&lt;br /&gt;The foundation.&lt;br /&gt;The trunk from which I love my parents&lt;br /&gt;My children,&lt;br /&gt;My friends,&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors,&lt;br /&gt;Yea, even mine enemies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-8623226438750997380?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/8623226438750997380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=8623226438750997380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8623226438750997380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8623226438750997380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-love.html' title='How to love'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-7551146484758022715</id><published>2009-11-13T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:08:21.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to thine own self be true'/><title type='text'>The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I received an invitation for a free issue of &lt;i style=""&gt;The Sun&lt;/i&gt; magazine I had recently let laps another magazine subscription because, though I enjoyed what I read, I simply didn’t have time to do much more than leaf through it once. &lt;i style=""&gt;The Sun’s&lt;/i&gt; brochure drew me in and I sent in the coupon. When the issue arrived I leafed through it. During the next few weeks I read a little but when the bill came inviting me to subscribe I wasn’t ready to do so but I set it aside not quite ready to check the “no thank you” box either. A couple of weeks later my wife and I found that between us we had read everything between the covers (and enjoyed the cover photo). I don’t have any more time now than I did then but when each new issue arrives I find that I have just finished the previous one and welcome the new one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two stories in the “Readers Write” section of the November issue moved me deeply confirming my belief that it is important to be true to ourselves. One was of a woman who had remade herself even changing her name to fit in at a new school. She kept the new identity until, in therapy for alcoholisms, she introduced herself by her old name and broke down sobbing; realizing that the name change was just a symbol of her denial of her true self.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the same issue is an excerpt from John O’Donohue’s book &lt;i style=""&gt;To Bless the Space Between Us&lt;/i&gt; that expresses so well a truth I have found. “…the greatest gift you could ever dream is a gift that you can only receive from one person. And that person is yourself. Therefore, the most subversive invitation you could ever accept is the invitation to awaken to who you are and where you have landed.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And later: “You develop from your own self-compassion a great compassion for others. You are no longer caught in the false game of judgment, comparison, and assumption. More naked now than ever, you begin to feel truly alive.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These snippets don’t do justice to the single page in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sun&lt;/span&gt; that has induced me to add John O’Donohue’s book to my list of books to read.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-7551146484758022715?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/7551146484758022715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=7551146484758022715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7551146484758022715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7551146484758022715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/11/sun.html' title='The Sun'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-4181694031755126435</id><published>2009-10-29T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:56:57.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life game'/><title type='text'>Reincarnation</title><content type='html'>Hindus believe in reincarnation and pray to be released from this endless chain. Life’s a bitch, I guess; but for me it is quite the opposite. Sure I can see that life for many is a bitch and not just those who are starving or repressed or in prison but also wealthy people who have a King Midas mentality or people filled with hate like the man in the truck plastered with angry bumper stickers like “Impeach Obama”. Lot’s of unhappiness in the world, to be sure, and if I were one of the unhappy and believed that I would be forced to come back to life again and again, I’d want off the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;I have a happier version of reincarnation. The myth that I enjoy most is that this life is a virtual reality, that i (as I know myself here in this life) am a character in a kind of video game that I (as I imagine myself outside of life) am playing. i don’t know how the game works, of course. It may be that I can program the game before getting into it or I may be able to manipulate it as i go through life, or My friends outside life can mess around with my life-game. In this notion, as with any game we play here in this life we get better at it the more we play it. That notion fits well with the Hindu belief that they can get off the reincarnation loop by being good. In my notion I can get off any time but as long as the game is challenging, I’d probably want to keep coming back to play it better. Would I want to come back if life sucked or was painful? Sure. The pain and suffering within life is not felt outside of life anymore than the player of a video game feels pain or suffering of the characters in the game being played.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-4181694031755126435?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/4181694031755126435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=4181694031755126435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4181694031755126435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/4181694031755126435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/10/reincarnation.html' title='Reincarnation'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-1175715950815956841</id><published>2009-10-20T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:38:52.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='income tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regulate income'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gross bonuses'/><title type='text'>Wall Street Bonuses</title><content type='html'>“What to do about those gross Wall Street bonuses?” politicians, “experts” and pundits bewail. They debate how best to regulate such things. Please. The answer is simple. Bring back the 91% income tax bracket.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those of us who remember the 50s do so with fondness. It wasn’t all “Life with Father”, “Leave it to Beaver” and “Ozzy and Harriet” but it was a time when most mothers concentrated on the most important jobs like raising a family and managing a household. She was able to do that because one income supported the American Dream. Why did employers pay better then? One answer might be that there was little incentive to make gobs of money as the highest tax bracket was 91%. In 1954 income below $75,000 (today’s dollars) was taxed at 20%. Someone earning $1 million (today’s dollars) was in the 62% tax bracket. Anyone earning over $7.5 million paid 91% of every dollar over that amount in taxes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Consider the fights between millionaire sports stars and millionaire sports team owners over multimillion dollar contracts. They are fighting over figures because in actual money it is too much for any individual to spend reasonably. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would put a cap on individual income. If you make over $2 million a year, you have to either give it away or give it to the IRS. Now the choice is either to make less than $2 million or to give it away which is a good motive, rather than greed, for making money. The sports stars will be easier to negotiate with. The team owners will either be generous to charities or, more likely, they will pay their employees more and charge less for tickets. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The 1954 tax brackets were essentially the same from 1951 through 1963. Want to guess what years the highest tax bracket was lowest? Other than the first three years of income tax in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; the lowest high tax bracket was 24%. Come on, guess the year. It was the year when greed ran amok. That it! 1929! The rate was 25% for the four years leading up to the Great Depression.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One more question in this quiz. When was the second lowest? It was, thanks to President Reagan, 1988-90 and has remained low ushering in the Great Recession. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not talking about wealth redistribution. I’m talking about people making more money than they know what to do with and in the process bringing down a society that would be much better off if families could pursue the American Dream on the income of one wage-earner. I’m really just talking about family values as opposed to greed rules.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-1175715950815956841?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/1175715950815956841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=1175715950815956841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/1175715950815956841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/1175715950815956841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/10/wall-street-bonuses.html' title='Wall Street Bonuses'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-6599473778739759680</id><published>2009-10-14T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:36:31.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when we die'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Duality</title><content type='html'>Duality, the belief that we have something, a soul, that exists independently of the body. Descartes failed to prove duality as have all others who have tried. I shan’t try. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;There is anecdotal evidence. I have some myself. Driving my 96 year old mother home from one of her last stays in the hospital she told me of an experience she had that was something more than a dream. She told of being in this wonderful place and all her friends were there. She positively glowed when she related the story. She was describing a place that she had been taught to believe was where she would go when she died. Skeptic though I may be, the way she told the story, the way she looked and the condition of her mind the rest of the time force me to believe she, at the very least, had a powerful dream. She did not make up the story to try to convince me there is a life after death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;In the hospital a few months later, on her deathbed, we had an encounter that absolutely could not have been under her control. That morning I had found her unconscious. The ambulance took her to the hospital. I sat with her much of the day holding her hand, talking to her, but got no response. The doctor and I conferred and agreed that nothing should be done to try to revive her. He told me she might hang on for a week but it would probably not be longer than a day. He had reason to hedge his bet as she had already lived four times as long as he said she would 16 years before. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;That evening my daughter and I went to visit her. I expected to find her as I had left her but she shocked me by opening her eyes, looking at me and demanding, “Where am I?!” I was flabbergasted. How had she revived? Should I call the doctor and have an IV attached? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where am I?” she repeated with incredible strength..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“In the hospital.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;” How did I get here?” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You were unconscious when I came in this morning and…”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How did I get &lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;?” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I called the ambulance.” She just kept getting more frustrated and angry. To use one of her pet phrases she was mad as a wet hen and nothing I said was answering her questions. She gave up trying to get an answer and Caitlin had an opportunity to express her love for her grandmother and to say good-by.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;What was that all about? While driving home I came to the conclusion that she was not asking about the events of the day. The “here” she was asking about was not the hospital. I believe that she had been in that other place glowing in her surroundings when she was suddenly yanked back to this world; perhaps to allow her granddaughter one last time to express her love. How did she get here indeed? Was it a dream that she was rudely pulled away from or another world? If another world, she still didn’t know who was pulling the strings or how.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Some may ask how I could not believe in a life after death after that personal experience. First, I don’t disbelieve in a life after death any more strongly than I believe in such a possibility. I can say I’m an agnostic which means I don’t know but I go a little farther than that. I don’t care. That’s not to say that I’m not curious. I find the possibility interesting and worth thinking about. But the philosophical things that are most important to me are those that guide and inform my life. Life is the period between birth and death. There is a tremendous amount of information to be dealt with in that reality. There are tremendous rewards within life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Am I not comforted by thinking that my mother is in a nice place, a place that made her glow when she thought about it and that made her angry to be pulled away? Not really. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;That may, undoubtedly does, seem cold to some. I can’t speak for others feelings. I don’t deny them their beliefs nor do I care to diminish them in any way. It may be simply that I am less feeling than some. Or it may be that I feel my relationship with my mother was whole, complete. We had no outstanding issues. I didn’t feel I owed her anything or that she owed me anything. She is gone from my life and my life goes on. She does not visit my thoughts very much at all. She is part of my history but I am living here in the present and she is not part of the present.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;A possibility other than my relationship with my mother is my relationship with myself. I am at peace with myself in a way that is entirely different than before what I feel comfortable calling my rebirth. That took place about 15 years ago (I’d have to look at my writing to figure out exactly when.). It was nothing so remarkable as an epiphany. No one but me saw any difference but the change to me was dramatic. I think I lost fear though I have not been tested and really don’t care to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;This life is so marvelous I simply can’t see any point in spending much time envisioning another life that may be better--or may be worse if you believe in a heaven and a hell. If the soul’s fate is determined by the kind of life led by the mind and body and the determination is made by the creator, the giver of life, than how better to receive an afterlife reward than to live this life, this gift, to the fullest? What better way to live it than in ways that bring joy and take pleasure? How could one be more thankful of a gift than to use it well?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Was my mother’s soul recalled briefly or did she awaken from a dream? To what purpose and why at that exact moment? Some may say it was to make me a believer. That is their reality. Since I believe it’s all about me my answer is that the experience was given me for me to contemplate which clearly I have done. Since you are reading this it may have all been so you could read about it and have it affect you however it may. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-6599473778739759680?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/6599473778739759680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=6599473778739759680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6599473778739759680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6599473778739759680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/10/duality.html' title='Duality'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-5253480653746152625</id><published>2009-10-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:35:54.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><title type='text'>Happy and healthy</title><content type='html'>I have been linked on "Top 50+ Blogs to Make You Healthier (And Happier)" at &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.x-raytechnicianschools.org/top-50-blogs-to-make-you-healthier-and-happier/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.x-raytechnicianschools.org/top-50-blogs-to-make-you-healthier-and-happier/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think you might enjoy some of the other links there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Certainly health and happiness are symbiotically linked. Obviously it is easier to be happy when we are healthy but studies have shown that happiness actually promotes health. It gets even better. Even a mirthless smile will make you feel better. Try it. Laughing out loud, so scientists say, actually kills germs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Improve Your Life and Save the World&lt;/span&gt; I reveal that having attained a measure of fame and fortune, I came to the realization that they were not goals that worked for me. I decided I should be pursuing happiness as directly as possible so I started investigating what made me happy and what made me unhappy. Tuning in the news daily was not making me happy so I stopped. That was simple. Getting angry at bad drivers I encountered made me very unhappy. It took awhile but I eventually learned to accept them rather than trying to fix them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Learning acceptance (an ongoing job) has brought me much happiness and its sidekick, health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.x-raytechnicianschools.org/top-50-blogs-to-make-you-healthier-and-happier/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.x-raytechnicianschools.org/top-50-blogs-to-make-you-healthier-and-happier/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-5253480653746152625?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/5253480653746152625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=5253480653746152625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5253480653746152625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5253480653746152625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-and-healthy.html' title='Happy and healthy'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-942428070267048601</id><published>2009-10-02T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:44:07.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care giver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taking care of parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elder care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caregiver'/><title type='text'>Taking Care of Mom</title><content type='html'>Both Barbara and I brought our mothers to Maine for their last years. Barbara’s mother came first. Her husband died and she was loosing her sight. Barbara tells her story of this period of her life in &lt;a href="http://mortmather.com/mom"&gt;a performance piece she wrote&lt;/a&gt; from a diary she kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother fell in the middle of the night, broke her wrist and, in the dark, alone, spent the rest of the night on the floor. She had cared for her mother and more than anything in the world she didn’t want to be a burden on her son and daughter-in-law. She finally convinced herself that she could be a help transporting her school-age grandchildren to places they needed to be. We moved her into a second floor apartment six miles from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately Josh and Caitlin didn’t like riding with Grammy. Apparently she had scared them once or twice. My mother wondered why she wasn’t used more and finally I had to tell her the kids didn’t want to ride with her. She thought I was lying. She kept the car as a symbol of her independence until her last year though it sat unmoved for a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year got more difficult though she worked very hard to keep from being a burden. She would do mind exercises like writing down all the presidents, states and state capitals. She went to the hairdresser every other week. I was the chauffer when she couldn’t drive anymore. I shopped for her once a week and visited her any day no one else was scheduled—Meals on Wheels, visiting nurse, etc. I took her to doctor appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did a magnificent job of taking care of herself—feeding herself, going to the bathroom on her own, taking her medications (she measured the water she drank to make sure she took as much as the doctor told her to)—yet it was difficult for me. The time commitment, the wishing I didn’t have to do some of the things I had to do, and watching her deteriorate, watching her bubble of awareness shrink to interest in nothing but what she had to do to get through each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job was in many ways much easier than Barbara’s. I don’t have advice for those who are going through this other than to say you are not alone. It will seem that way at times and those who have not been through it may think they understand but they don’t. You may feel it necessary to suppress some feelings, may even feel like a bad person for having them. Read Barbara’s piece. I think it will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-942428070267048601?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/942428070267048601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=942428070267048601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/942428070267048601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/942428070267048601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-care-of-mom.html' title='Taking Care of Mom'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-1481875712151005469</id><published>2009-09-07T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:58:32.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathetic thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking empathetically'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex secrets'/><title type='text'>Best advice I ever got</title><content type='html'>I have concluded, more than fifty years later, that the best advice I ever got came from an old caddy when I was fifteen. It was startling advice, as you can imagine, since I remember it after all these years. Several of us caddies were sitting on the caddy bench waiting for a job when the older caddy (the others were about my age) told us that we should always make the woman climax first. It was several years before I was able to put this advice to use but the most startling piece of information was that women climaxed! &lt;br /&gt;Now, in my seventies, I am thinking that this advice may have been the beginning of empathetic thinking for me. Certainly thinking about my partner during sex play has, over the years, brought my partners ecstatic pleasure which, in turn, has done the same for me. Since sex is such a big part of most of our lives, it makes sense that it would be a good vehicle for learning.  That it is discussed so little is a tragedy. In our society sex is kept secret. “Secret!” You say. Of course it is the most lucrative business of the web. Prostitution is rightly called the oldest profession. Most of your friends have a fetish of some sort that they wouldn’t want known by even their closest friend. Most people masturbate and lie about it. &lt;br /&gt;I’m not advocating that we go around talking about sex all the time. I just think we would all be a lot healthier, our society would be healthier, if we were comfortable including sex in our conversations just as we include food, sports, aches and pains, politics, etc. (I purposely left out the weather as discussing sex as often as we discuss the weather would probably be an excess.)&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this example of empathetic thinking will help some others to think this way. I am convinced that the better one becomes at putting one’s self in another’s being, the better life becomes. Think of it this way. Wouldn’t it be way cool to be able to read people’s minds? Thinking empathetically has taken me far in that direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-1481875712151005469?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/1481875712151005469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=1481875712151005469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/1481875712151005469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/1481875712151005469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-advice-i-ever-got.html' title='Best advice I ever got'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-609161639943333687</id><published>2009-07-08T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:02:13.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herbicide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organic'/><title type='text'>natural herbicide</title><content type='html'>Hi Mort,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I came across your website and I see you are an expert on organic gardening, so I'd love to get your opinion on something.  Several months ago, I tried pouring very small amounts of used cooking oil into the cracks of my walkway where weeds tend to spring up.  It has completely killed the weeds (they turned black and died) and kept them away for months now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My question - is this practice safe for the environment?  I'd appreciate your opinion, and if you like the idea, you are very welcome to pass it along!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Debi&lt;br /&gt;Hi Debi,&lt;br /&gt;I would certainly prefer your method to a Monsanto product. Seriously, I really don't see any environmental problem. There are some ants that might be attracted to the oil so that could be a problem for you but, again, not for the bigger environment. I have not heard of anyone doing this before. Vinegar is also a fairly good herbicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-609161639943333687?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/609161639943333687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=609161639943333687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/609161639943333687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/609161639943333687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/07/natural-herbicide.html' title='natural herbicide'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-7936388264112227959</id><published>2009-02-19T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:47:19.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compost bin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compost'/><title type='text'>Compost bins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am building a compost box (from non treated hardwoods) as our neighbor complained about the "pile" (which is all it is right now)...I found a design that screens in the sides and the top of the box - which I need to do as my neighbor is concerned about bugs (though I haven't noticed a problem).&lt;br /&gt;What kind of "hardware cloth" or screening do you think is safe for compost for an organic garden?    --Thank you so much, Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are talking about screening like that used on screen doors, that would not be strong enough to hold the compost. The only bugs that might be a problem for your neighbor would be flies and those only if you compost meat or fish. Meat and fish can also be an odor problem so if you have close neighbors, I suggest you not put these on the compost. We keep a plastic bag in the freezer where we put meat and fish scraps. These can be composted by burying them either in the compost if you have enough going or in the ground. These scraps may attract animals (raccoons, skunks and dogs) that will dig them up. An open top bin such as I use will be enough to protect against most animals but if you have a problem, just put on a top.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The purpose of the compost bin is to keep the area looking neat, keep animals out, and keep the sides of the pile vertical which improves air circulation. I use about an 8 foot length of half inch wire mesh held together to make a drum shaped circle with wire. You can see a picture of this at &lt;a href="http://joshuas.biz"&gt;http://joshuas.biz&lt;/a&gt; go to “Farm” and at the bottom of that page you will find me turning compost. Before this I stapled the wire mesh onto wood frames which were screwed together to make a cube-shaped bin. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As far as materials that might not be OK to use, I can’t think of anything I’d worry about except treated wood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-7936388264112227959?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/7936388264112227959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=7936388264112227959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7936388264112227959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/7936388264112227959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/02/compost-bins.html' title='Compost bins'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-5623049043667373785</id><published>2009-02-18T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:38:27.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight Watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lose weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua&apos;s Restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organic'/><title type='text'>How to Lose Weight</title><content type='html'>My wife has a double chin in our wedding pictures. She had gained weight in just the four months since I had asked her to marry me. She wasn’t really fat but if I hadn’t already decided that I wanted to live with her wrinkles or fat or whatever, I would have been having some second thoughts. The first couple of years of our marriage calories were in the forefront of her thinking. Weight Watchers seemed to work best for her during this period. She would frequently give me some Weight Watchers concoction like a milk shake saying, “Taste this. It’s really good.”&lt;br /&gt;“Mmmmm. Yeah, that’s tasty,” I dutifully replied but shortly afterward I would notice an unpleasant taste in my mouth. To get rid of the taste, I would eat or drink something. I pointed that out to her but I don’t think that caused the change but change did come shortly thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;Barbara started thinking about food and how to make it taste good. She focused on organic and natural food and culinary delights rather than calories. The calories she ate were complex rather than empty. We define empty calories as those found in refined foods like white flour and sugar. The concept is that our bodies need a variety of nutrients. I don’t know how many different nutrients humans need but plants need at least sixteen. Our theory is that if the body is not getting something it needs, it will send out a signal asking for more food until the deficient nutrient is ingested. Since our body is not specific in its request we just keep eating. Actually we have found that we sometimes crave something that we figure our body needs, but it is safer to just provide the body with complex food regularly.&lt;br /&gt;Whole wheat has got more nutrients than white flour. Likewise for honey and maple syrup versus sugar. Fruits and vegetables are loaded with what in the garden we call micro nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;Barbara and I were married in 1969. Today we are in partnership with our son in a restaurant. Josh is an excellent chef using the best ingredients he can find. He is a great fan of the organic vegetables I supply. Barbara never got any fatter than she was on our wedding day. She is a trim sixty year old and I’m a fairly trim seventy in spite of eating a lot of great food at the restaurant. Many of our customers will ask how we stay so trim with all that good food. The answer may be found in another frequently heard comment. “I never eat vegetables but I ate all the vegetables on my plate.” The secret behind Josh’s vegetables? They are fresh, organic, cooked to order, and cooked perfectly.  When we eat them we don’t leave any emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more about the restaurant, &lt;a href="http://joshuas.biz"&gt;http://joshuas.biz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-5623049043667373785?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/5623049043667373785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=5623049043667373785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5623049043667373785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/5623049043667373785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-lose-weight.html' title='How to Lose Weight'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2000006295634833565</id><published>2009-01-08T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:40:10.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Is there a link between money and happiness?</title><content type='html'>A simple yes or no is problematic because defining happiness in general is probably impossible. As I read various studies on this illusive subject, illusive because it is subjective, I am interested in something I label profound happiness as opposed to something that comes and goes with wealth or the weather. Profound happiness is a state of being. That is not to say it doesn’t also have ups and downs but it is based on a concordance between how we are living our lives and how we believe we should be living.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Where I find support for my belief that happiness is not linked to money or anything material is in experiences like Joseph Campbell’s; who says his happiest time was during the Depression when he had no money, lived in a rooming house where the rent was forgiven and read borrowed books; and Eric Weiner’s experiences in &lt;i style=""&gt;The Geography of Bliss&lt;/i&gt; where he found his own happiness affected positively in Bhutan and Iceland and negatively in Moldova. It is time for another caveat. I don’t know what works for anyone else, what it is like inside anyone else. I write about what works for me, what I have learned about myself within this thing called life, because reading about and observing other people has proved helpful to me and I hope my thoughts might prove helpful to another. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I am convinced that what we need is air, water, food and shelter, not money. Those are indisputable for keeping our bodies alive. It can be debated whether or not our soul has needs. The existence of a soul is debatable but I’m going with duality here—body and soul. My soul needs companionship and something else. I’m not sure what—to be needed, work, a goal, a project, something meaningful to do? I am reminded of retired people who volunteered for me on a project and how grateful they were for the opportunity I gave them to volunteer. When I would thank them they would invariably say, “No, Thank YOU.” However I also know some retired people who do little more than read the paper every day. We are all different.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;For me, yes, I keep trying to retire and now, in the winter, when the garden is put to bed, I don’t want to work any more than I have to at the restaurant. I want to kick back and read. But there is another thing gnawing at me, some need I feel to be doing more. I think about volunteering or, perhaps running for a town or state office. I keep talking myself out of it yet I feel that it would feel good to be involved in something larger than myself. I think this comes from my belief that I can make a difference, that my approach to people could move an entity in a positive direction. There would be meetings and things to figure out, problems to solve. I think I would feel needed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I have known retired people who took up a musical instrument, who took up a new sport or started building models. I think any of these activities might fill the same void, might feed the soul. There are those who spend hours fiddling with their investments. This could be the same kind of thing though it seems different to me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Where do I get off talking about profound happiness as if I had reached some vaunted plateau? Good question. I’m glad I asked it first. If you understand my philosophical base, you will realize that I am running my life on the assumption that I may be the only person involved in my life, all else, everyone else is an illusion, a hologram--characters and events through and around which I weave my life (or my life is woven). You, at this moment, are an important part of my life. I know, I know first I tell you you don’t exist and then I tell you you are an important part of my life. I hate the confusion but I’m unable to be clearer at this point. Perhaps I will be more articulate at some future time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;You are important to me because I love you and I want you to be happy. Telling you that I have something that you might not have is no way to make you happy. The best I can do now is to suggest that you smile at someone. Think about some specific person or situation in which you will have an opportunity to give off a big sincere smile—a “Hi, I’m sure glad to be sharing this space and time with you. I’m glad we are both alive here together.” Think about the situation now and maybe even make a note to yourself to help you remember. It can be a store clerk, a person coming toward you on the street, a neighbor, anyone. If you experience is anything like mine, most times you will get a smile back. If that smile doesn’t make you feel better, then give up any effort to understand my philosophy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2000006295634833565?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2000006295634833565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2000006295634833565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2000006295634833565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2000006295634833565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-there-link-between-money-and.html' title='Is there a link between money and happiness?'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-8535392873693435861</id><published>2008-12-06T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:23:39.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British Medical Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Scientific study reveals happiness is contagious.</title><content type='html'>When waxing philosophical it is a great treat to have a new scientific study verify my own anecdotal findings. A large study published in the British Medical Journal concludes: “People’s happiness depends on the happiness&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;of others with whom they are connected. This provides further&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;justification for seeing happiness, like health, as a collective&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;phenomenon.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bmj.com/cgi/content/full/337/dec04_2/a2338"&gt;http://www.bmj.com/cgi/content/full/337/dec04_2/a2338&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;      They say that happiness has three degrees of separation. In other words when you are happy your friends’ friends’ friends will benefit by becoming happier. If you have read the excerpts from my book at &lt;a href="http://mortmather.com/"&gt;http://mortmather.com&lt;/a&gt; you have seen at least one example of how this works in improving your own life. If enough people get onto this, we will save the world perhaps even sooner than I think. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;      Don’t wait for someone else’s happiness to wash over you. Generate some happy waves of your own. Before the BMJ study that would have sounded trite but now it is scientifically proven effective.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-8535392873693435861?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/8535392873693435861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=8535392873693435861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8535392873693435861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8535392873693435861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2008/12/scientific-study-reveals-happiness-is.html' title='Scientific study reveals happiness is contagious.'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-8669113535039370294</id><published>2008-11-04T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:55:04.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Garden questions answered</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you have a question on growing vegetables organically, I’d be happy to answer it to the best of my ability. I’d appreciate it if you checked the columns I already have on line by clicking on the link to the right, Mort’s Organic Garden Columns. I’m also interested in answering philosophical questions and if you are interested in reading the rest of the book in its current draft, email me at mort @ mortmather.com &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I may rescind this offer come spring when I start getting busy in the garden again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-8669113535039370294?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/8669113535039370294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=8669113535039370294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8669113535039370294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8669113535039370294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2008/11/garden-questions-answered.html' title='Garden questions answered'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-2250663542270182181</id><published>2008-08-06T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:14:17.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking empathetically</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;My half acre of organic vegetables for the restaurant is keeping me away from the keyboard but it is also a great place to think. Perhaps I am credited with a “green thumb” because I think emphatically about plants in my garden. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;If I were a plant, would I like to have heavy feet tramping on the soil right over my roots? Observing weeds I have come to the conclusion that Mother Nature does not like to see bare ground. She has developed weeds that have no problem being walked upon. Weeds reach bare ground through the air as seeds are blow about, on the ground as grasses like crab grass and ivies creep in and even underground as witch grass invades. With this observation I am able to counter with some seeds of my own like buckwheat that will cover the ground and shade out other weeds. I also take the hint and try to keep the ground covered with my own planting or a mulch like grass clippings or straw. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Empathetic thinking is really useful in just about all of life’s pursuits. When I was trying to raise millions of dollars to save Laudholm Farm I found it invaluable to try to understand as well as possible the minds of the people I was asking for money. When writing a grant proposal my final activity was to put it in the envelope and then go to another place in my office. I would sit down and think about the person who was going to receive my proposal and then I would open the envelope and pretend to be them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Just imagine how easy life would be if we could read other people’s minds. Attempting to do that is really what empathetic thinking is. The more we practice it the better we get and the better we get the easier life becomes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-2250663542270182181?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/2250663542270182181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=2250663542270182181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2250663542270182181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/2250663542270182181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2008/08/thinking-empathetically.html' title='Thinking empathetically'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-6401444832409750990</id><published>2008-04-04T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:05:29.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The notion of heaven and hell was created, I believe, to provide a carrot and a stick motivation for living a good life. I find Heaven, as most who believe in it have described it, totally unappealing so I thought up a description that does work for me. My Heaven is much like earth with all of the beauty but not what one might call perfect. There would still be nasty weather events. There would still be conservatives and liberals. There would still be a wide variety of beliefs that guided people differently. There would still be pain and suffering. However, there would not be polluted air or water and there would not be a great disparity between classes of people but these changes would have been realized because of the one simple difference between life on Earth and in Heaven. In Heaven everyone loves everyone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Before my mother died she related an experience in which her mind took her to a place where all her friends were. She positively glowed when she thought of this place so I have invented my own place like that. I envision a party with a room full of my friends, all people who love me. At this party there is an Earth game in which any of us can strap ourselves in for an Earth experience. We are born, live our life and die. Meanwhile, back at the party, my friends can watch and they can enter the game to mess with me just to make the game more interesting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When I’m in the garden chasing cucumber beetles I think of my friends messing with me. A group of them decided to be cucumber beetles and play hide and seek. It’s a fun thought that turns the job of beetle control into a game for me. Back at the party my friends might be marveling at my ability to take pleasure in the job.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It is with this attitude that I approach my feelings toward someone like President Bush. Hating him would hurt me. I know that. When I realized that he was raising my hackles, I tried to tune him out, unsuccessfully. When I thought about “the party on the other side” and that he is a friend who is just trying to mess with me my hatred was lifted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My thought was of dieing and going back to the party. My friends cheer at the good game I just had. There is much hugging and high-fiving. Across the room is Dubya with a big grin. His right arm is raised and he is pointing his index finger at me. We high-five and hug. “Gotcha! Ol buddy,” he says. “Yeah, you sonofabitch, you got me.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This image of a loving Dubya as a close friend brings a smile to my face. He presented me with some challenges. I have chosen happiness as my goal in life. He disrupted my happiness. If there were no challenges, life would be a pretty dull game. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-6401444832409750990?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/6401444832409750990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=6401444832409750990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6401444832409750990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/6401444832409750990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-heaven.html' title='My Heaven'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189530924198240172.post-8108689307340464157</id><published>2008-03-20T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:56:49.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Two worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The questions I explore here will be answered from the belief that love is the only thing that can truly save the world—both worlds. Two worlds, you ask? Yes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The world we first think of is what we know of the world, the physical planet, space in the earth’s atmosphere, the political and belief oriented spheres we live in. In this world we may be thinking that it needs to be saved from environmental degradation, from terrorists, from economic collapse, from poverty or immigrants or killer bees. How can love save this world? The short answer is that it will take a long time, longer than anyone alive today will live to see but that shouldn’t be a reason to ignore the potential.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The second world is one that can be saved within your lifetime. It is the world that is very close to you. It is what you see and hear and feel and taste—the world of your senses. It is your world. There may not even be another world. You may be the only person in existence. You are certainly the only person experiencing your world. Even if you and I stood next to each other we would be in different worlds. Consider us standing side by side looking at a cylindrical oatmeal box a couple of feet away. We do not see the same thing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;If we stand side by side and look at something far away, say the moon, don’t we see the same thing then? In the context of the first example, yes, physically what we are looking at is the same but we are using different instruments. Our bodies are genetically different and they have been through different histories. We don’t even know for sure that what we are seeing is the same color as the other person sees through his or her eyes. Whatever it is you see, hear, taste, feel, smell and otherwise perceive it is your world, the world you live in every waking moment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;If you feel hatred for anyone, a relative or neighbor, the President or Osama bin Ladin, I invite you to check out for yourself just how that hatred makes you feel. Let’s say every time you hear President Bush on the radio or television it makes you angry. That can’t feel good. Why not improve your world by simply avoiding listening to him? Just tune out. Don’t listen to the news or anything else where you are likely to hear him. Never mind any arguments you might have that not listening to the President would not be a good idea. We are only talking about your world and you can make your world better by tuning in to your world and taking actions that will improve the way YOU feel. Nobody else. There may not even be anybody else. There is certainly nobody else living in your world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;There is a way to listen to the President (in this example) without getting angry. That is the love part and I’ll be exploring that further in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/189530924198240172-8108689307340464157?l=mortmather.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/feeds/8108689307340464157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=189530924198240172&amp;postID=8108689307340464157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8108689307340464157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/189530924198240172/posts/default/8108689307340464157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortmather.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-worlds.html' title='Two worlds'/><author><name>Mort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216972050112626988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42z16TaU8BE/STrXoqLFN-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1Fhl1f1Ss8/S220/griffin+%26+grandparents.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
