Let us all keep things in perspective.
Too many people in the United States credit the Oval Office with some form of omniscient control over the direction of the U.S. and world economy. As though their hand is on the throttle of a precision racing machine and, if he keeps it fueled and maintained, we’ll all have a great ride.
The fact is, the presidency can only marginally influence the economy. Capitalism and world markets have a life of their own and can throw potholes, fallen branches, bad road maintenance, have missing guard rails and the list goes on. The warning signs might be there, but they can be obscured by branches or ignored like any distracted or narrow focused driver.
Yes, the presidency can influence the economy through policies. But, like any roller coaster relationship, the president can’t control how the vast economic engine outside of his circle of influence will react to any one thing. The world market economies have a whole lot more going on than our corner of the world. War, famine, natural disasters, bad actors, electronic trading, etc. are far beyond the scope of any one government, much less any one person or world leader, to control.
The larger world reaction to anything can undermine the principals of any policy the presidency puts out.
The presidency and their administration regardless of party are playing a high stakes guessing game. Their crystal ball is more informed, but no more prescient than anyone else.
So when someone credits any one president at any time in history with the feast or famine in the markets whether transient or long lasting, take it with a serious grain of skepticism.
You’re racing down the hall ways of the Death Star and the Empire’s troops are closing in. You hear blaster fire and explosions echoing through the halls, but you press on because you’re mission is to help the rebellion and lives hang in the balance. The sounds are getting closer, you’re perspiring as you press forward in spite of the growing din of destruction. You rush in with your weapon raised high and…
You freeze. Literally frozen. The PS4 tells you that the DualShock controller has disconnected and you are slaughtered by multiple bad guys.
That was my grandson’s situation. And yes, he yelled frustration at the console as he scrambled for his cord to reconnect and rejoin the game.
Having a sensitive side for his frustrated little geek streak, I decided to start a project to improve the battery life and performance one way or the other. So off to search the web. Continue reading “Rescuing PS4 DualShock Controllers”
The company I work for had invited the author, Colonel Lee Ellis to speak to a large crowd of employees. I had heard of the book, but never bought it. I learned of the author from the introductory bio that was circulated and made a point of attending this corporate event.
The event was scheduled for the afternoon and I was sitting down for lunch, when I saw a familiar face looking around for a good spot to sit. There were plenty of seats, but in the military, wardrooms especially, it’s rude to leave someone hanging out to dry sitting alone.
I waved to Colonel Lee Ellis, introduced myself and motioned for him to join me. We shook hands, exchanged pleasantries and I was immediately struck with just how genuine a guy this man is. Continue reading ““Leading with Honor” – The man behind the book”
The Problem: Here’s the scenario. We have DirecTV with five boxes that includes DVR services. But only three boxes can be active at the same time. The fourth and fifth boxes can remain in the cold while three TV’s are occupied. And only so much recording can happen at one time with similar limitations.
We have a household with three adults and a 10 year old. The 10 year old believes the best way for something to happen is repeated random button smashing, because a half second delay is too much delay. He never lived in the days where dad’s used kids as remotes. “Go change it to channel 3”.
So, what’s that mean? It means that sometimes, I’m unable to watch or record what I want due to the competition of resources or the errors of button smashing that arbitrarily records or deletes things.
Continue reading “I’m not a cord cutter, but I play one with my TV”
Did you know about Google Express? I didn’t.
It was by shear chance I ran across it. It was the holidays for 2017 and I was late in the game searching for someplace to buy Google Home Mini’s while the price was still low. Of course, searching on Amazon was less than productive. Of course, they are going to bury their direct competitors product.
So, I Google searched and ran across a Google Site that said I could get a Walmart Discount with an order for the Google Home Mini. Following the links, it took me to Google Express.
The home page had a whole bunch of brick and mortar stores across it’s home splash page. Some I frequent, but always wished they had an online ordering presence. Could this be it?! My interest was piqued. Continue reading “Google Express Review”
This was a phrase I heard while in the military.
The context was that when you near death’s door you may hear the whisper of angels wings.
It’s a sensation of realizing how close to death you were. And how thankful you are that it was a close call rather than a foregone conclusion.
I can say I relate to moments when I might have been close to deaths door. There aren’t many of those moments.
The most poignant time resonated I felt this way, after drinking for years at an ever increasing rate, I realized that I was slowly killing myself. That was a Bingo. At that realization, that point of clarity of how definitively I was hurting, punishing and committing unintended suicide, I forced myself to cut back and eventually quit altogether.
Day 561 sober, feeling pretty dang good and still here.
After my father passed, I received an old Waltham pocketwatch from his belongings. The story behind it was that he found it and attempted to find the owner. He even went so far as to contact the pocketwatch company and attempt to track the owner with the serial number. His effort failed.
As I thought about it, my dad was filled with a lot of conundrums. On one hand, he was a successful accountant, trusted by a lot of clients, carried a certain amount of prestige in our small two and was a president of the state CPA institute. And the pocket watch showed his desire to go above and beyond with honesty and pursuit of truth.
On the other side, he spent years in an affair while married to my mother. When discovered, instead of being clear about what he wanted and honorably facing up to his Continue reading “The Pocketwatch”