Friday, January 31, 2014

The Year of the Horse


The horses flutter their lips without whinny while the handsome cab drivers stub their cigarette butts out on their boots. Horse dung and feed oats fume with taxi exhaust and the smell of decomposing tourists on Central Park South near the Avenue of the Americas. Animal liberationists rejoice to liberate the noble steeds from their hour long trots through the park. What torture it was. Now they can retire to the glue factory.

The Happy Dale farm the busy liberals imagined the horses would be to sold to doesn't need them. They only raise meat. Internal combustion engines pull the plow. And horses don't make good dogs. 

Horses don't end up in McDonald's burgers. The Golden Arches has no reason to grind expensive equus when cow eyeballs and the sweat and blood of their workers comes so cheap. Opponents of a livable wage don't mention that people can only afford to work for the current minimum wage because it qualifies them for food stamps and other entitlements they want to kill. Right now the food stamps program some politicians want to end is really a subsidy to WalMart and fast food franchise owners. 

Entry level jobs used to go to teenagers and then senior citizens. The economy continued to automate with factories becoming robot towns while low skill office workers were replaced by software. Farms have the largest mobile machinery on land. Where's a worker to go?

Efforts to raise the minimum wage will probably only bring more automation. McDonBot will sell you the burger and fries. Everything from dry cleaning to hair cuts will be drive thru and swipe. The service economy? Don't wait up for the milk man. The paper boy can't go digital. The car mechanic has to be a computer repairman. 

But the liberals did save the horses. They have no idea how to save your job. They care about workers as they go extinct. The conservatives care about small business people who are shrinking faster than ice cubes in August. It is not a conspiracy to impoverish half the nation. It's just that too many of us are blacksmiths and the horseless carriage has arrived.

I don't have the answers and I haven't read anyone who even has any new ideas. The reason Washington is stuck in the same impasse is because each side knows perfectly well that the other side's positions are fantasy. The Tea Party wants to go back to Colonial times while the left wants to go back to the New Deal. Obama says he wants compromise. Between what? A preschool version of the Constitution and a Socialist Utopia?

The super advantage America had of being the only intact major power after the Second World War is over. It lasted longer than anyone could have hoped for. Of course, Germany and Japan bounced back first. They were fortunate enough to lose the war so we gave them a fresh start, from the ground up, after the bombing. China, for all its Mao and madness, provides a better life for its citizens than it has in centuries. 

We can only rape the Earth of its resources so fast so the pie is being divided by more billions. I was about to say more evenly divided between billions but that too is a fantasy. I live in New York, with the handsome cab horses, where some hedge fund managers make more than the adult population of Detroit.

There is more social and economic mobility in the United States than in anytime in our lifetime only the vast majority of it is downward. Perhaps if we convinced biologists that factory workers are a separate and endangered species the liberals would set up petting farms for them. Better yet, let's employ unemployed factory workers by having them pull the handsome cabs through Central Park for ten bucks an hour. Call it Big Apple Rickshaw.

Happy Year of the Fire Horse.

Don Arrup
Satire1 

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Humbugger


Congressman Jack Kingston of Georgia, who is running for the Senate in 2014, proposed having children receiving the federal school lunch program clean the floors of the school in order to learn that there is no free lunch. Echoing an idea floated by Newt Gingrich in 2011 that in failing schools in poor neighborhoods they should fire the union janitors and have the kids clean the school. 

Now if that is a good idea why not extend it to nursing homes where Social Security recipients who have long exhausted their contribution to the fund could be detailed to rebuilding the nation's crumbling highways and bridges. Call it the Seniors Civilian Conservation Corps (SCCC). They're just sitting around doing nothing and daytime TV sucks so we'd actually be doing them a favor.

We really appreciate what you did in World War Two, grandpa, but no free lunch for you.

The homeless could be drafted and shelters easily be reconfigured into barracks so that the destitute could become Obama's Works Progress Administration Army (OWPAA) on the FDR model building new homes for people who have their lives together.

Sorry you're hungry, Little Match Girl, but the lunch isn't free here.

For all of you who always knew that the Tea Party activists were really just closet New Dealers in denial we must in fairness to Rep. Kingston point out that he opened his proposal with charging a nickel or dime for the lunch. His aim to banish the myth that there is no free lunch can be explained by any child of someone making a Congressman's salary. He didn't mention banishing the myth that the wealthiest country in the history of mankind which grows one quarter of the world's food cares enough about its children to see that they receive at least ten balanced meals a week. He didn't have to. 

Don Arrup
Satire1

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Ask Earl Weaver


In 1956, failed minor league infielder Earl Weaver was sitting in a bar in the south side of Chicago wondering what he was going to do with the rest of his life when the managing editor of the Sun-Times saddled up in the next stool and ordered a triple bourbon. Having lost Ruth Crowley, the author of one of the paper's most popular features, Ask Ann Landers, to the grim reaper and wondering where on earth he could find her replacement he opened his heart to the kid. Earl was in a listening mood and honest that he didn't have the answers to anything in life. The editor was so impressed with Earl's candor and hard ball realism that he hired him to replace Crowley under the same pen name. 

Earl's first advise columns proved so popular that the dozens of inquiring letters turned into hundreds within a few weeks. The editor fearing that adoring readers desperate for direction might hunt his writer down lined up a minor league coaching job for Earl with the Knoxville Smokies. The editor then hired first two and eventually four assistants to go through the soon thousands of letters Ann was receiving. The most promising letters were then given to the editor who either mailed them to the Smokies clubhouse or during baseball season, when Earl was constantly on the road. read them over the phone to him.

Earl proved as proficient at focusing pitchers and correcting bat swings as he was at mending broken homes and hearts. Within a year he was moving up the minor league coaching ladder while his column faced syndication. With his readers now spread across the United States the editor feared Earl would not be able to keep his identity secret so in order to dilute the column's popularity the editor proposed that Earl accept a contract from a rival newspaper syndicate as Ann's twin sister Abigail Van Buren. Now Earl was faced with writing Ask Ann Landers and Dear Abby while managing in the minors for the Baltimore Orioles organization. 

As the readership of both his columns grew to millions worldwide, Earl moved up the Oriole's farm system with winning seasons and three championships. Twin sisters from Ohio were hired for their hair to portray the twin sister columnists as major magazines and television demanded exposure. Finally, in 1968, Earl became the first base coach of the major league Orioles and took over as manager in July. Even big league baseball coaches were little noted in the late 60's but managers saw lots of air time and press. The question was could Earl make the same mark on major league baseball as he did on the hearts and minds of over 110 million readers.

Major League Baseball has since its explosion in popularity at latter part of the nineteenth century to the national pastime just a few decades later been mired in corruption and conspiracy. The Federal Bureau of Investigation was originally formed to try to keep the rampant gangsterism of the growing sport in check and its MBL "Pinstripe" division to this day is still its largest department approximately twice the size of the Anti-Terrorism unit. Earl had agreed to take the coaching cover to his advise column writing career only if he worked for the recently formed Baltimore Oriole organization, which alone among the major league mobs was run as a legitimate business.

As the country weathered radical social and political changes in the late sixties, Earl strived to advise his readers to hold to the American ideals of tolerance and decency while steering his adopted Oriole farm team through a league of Ponzi pennant schemes and payola. The major league Orioles had already succumb to public pressure to win a pennant in 1966 by trading true American Milt Pappas to the Cincinnati "Commie" Reds for the country's most feared hit man, Frank Robinson. The Cincinnati mob knew that Pappas was in decline but as one of the many KGB fronts in Ohio baseball they wanted their agent Robinson closer to the nation's capitol during that chilly period in the Cold War. The Orioles won the World Series that year sweeping the heavily favored Los Angeles Draft Dodgers in four games.

Working closely with the FBI, Earl threatened his way to first base coach on the Orioles major league team in 1968 and by July had collected enough evidence to have the manager led off in chains. Newly installed as manager or Godfather of the Orioles, Earl took his own advise and decided to face down every element of corruption in the game. Beginning with neglecting the "tip envelopes" traditionally distributed to umpires before "Play Ball" was called, Earl would pat down batters for the "Jacksons" they had grown used to slipping the plate umpire in order to shrink the strike zone to somewhere within reach of their bats. 

The Umpires Association, which was taken over in 1934 by a special unit of the Third Reich's Gestopo or Secret Police, became an independent criminal espionage organization after the end of the Second World War. Holding personal dossiers on all the top players, coaches and owners in the league, the umpires ruled ruthlessly and imperiously over games calling balls and strikes, fair and foul and safe and out without any regard to the play on the field. The Association's Fuhrer was Marty "the meat grinder" Springstead who after pummeling the Oriole outfielders with bricks in the Toronto Blue Jays bullpen caused Earl to pull his team out of lawless Canada and forfeit the game. Earl refused to return his players to the sub colony until the State Department provided a detachment of plain clothes marines to provide them security.

All while holding the hands of the country's beleaguered populace. The change Earl was fighting for in major league baseball was revolutionary. A clean game- an honest contest fairly officiated by unbiassed professionals between exceptional talents well coached and sensitive to the needs of the fan base and hometown. Children and adults idolized the stars and Earl wanted his players to be worthy of the adulation. He wanted to remold professional baseball players into a multi-race of American heroes.

While cleaning up the late to the game corruption in the Oriole organization, Earl was confronted as a columnist with the systemic changes in the society. Writing under his wigs in support of legalizing homosexual acts in 1973 while championing the rights of women and minorities, Earl invited criticism and scrutiny that seemed sure to blow his cover. His original editor/sponsor/co-conspirator begged Earl to sidestep the gay issue arguing that he would alienate global support for his other causes but that was not the Weaver way. Turning his cap around to more closely confront the bullies, tyrants, big wigs, gangsters, rapists, murderers and Nazis that controlled society and baseball was an impulse Earl never considered suppressing. The orange, black and white knight through pen and bullpen charged at the enemies of freedom and humanity without consideration for his career or personal safety. 

A number of newspapers in the Bible Belt tried dropping his columns but quickly reinstalled them after tasting the wrath of his devoted local readership. Where his editor pleaded for baby steps on hot issues, Earl decried the "small ball" tactics of incremental change when it came to freedom, rights and baseball. "We didn't bunt after Pearl Harbor," Earl was often heard to say. "We swung for Tokyo and Berlin and we homered."

Nervous publishers and naive sportswriters continued to underestimate Earl as Ann/Abby and manager of the Orioles. They feared the controversy and rage but readers and fans alike rallied to his cause knowing all along in their hearts that Earl/Ann/Abby was the real deal. Society was changing, becoming more inclusive with hints of equality, while baseball was evolving into a sport that even children could watch and play.

As the tumultuous Sixties came to a close in the Autumn of 69, the New York mobsters had pulled their support for the Bronx Barbarians and thrown all their money and muscle into the Amoral Mets in Queens. Extorting and arm twisting their path to the pennant, the gangsters got their puppets to the World Series where even the umpires under the close scrutiny of the the television cameras couldn't swing the calls enough to keep the series from going to a fifth game. Vegas and the Big Apple families had bet the farm on a New York sweep. Weaver had lost the series but won the battle. As reprisals littered Broadway and the Vegas strip with bodies, the Justice Department armed with ammunition provided by Earl began to sweep up the surviving thugs.

Earl took his Orioles back to the World Series the following season and won. He would return two more times in his seventeen years at the helm while shaping American opinion and attitudes through his columns. When the actress Eppie Lederer who portrayed Ann Landers died in 2002 Earl ended the column and continued to write Dear Abby. Then, on Wednesday, January 16th 2013 Pauline Phillips, the surviving actress twin who portrayed Abigail Van Buren of Dear Abby, died. With his last cover lost Earl quietly passed away that Sunday without ever revealing his ghost writing career.

*The following piece is dedicated to the memory of Bruce and Mike, two Northwood boys no longer with us.

Don Arrup
Satire1

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Looney


Starting today the Moon will be rising increasingly later in the night while sunset barely adds minutes to the day. This annual catastrophe first noted by the ancient Aztecs and Egyptians millenniums ago and referred to by scientists by the astrological term "fucked up" leaves our planet alone in the visible sky for as far as Mars. 

Expect during these black empty hours:

Republicans and Democrats to disagree on almost everything

Married couples to have conflicting priorities with each other and their children

Socks will only match in color and size

Heavy toilet usage

Inane and uninspired television broadcasts

Heavy traffic at pornographic and video game web sites

No one listening to anyone else

Teenagers staring unblinking at their phones

Inexplicable rectum itch

Ungodly foot odor

These dangerous and unpredictably vulnerable hours will increase until Thursday, January 30th with the New Moon and the Earth will be alone in its orbit for the entire night. Though this phenomena will repeat itself in February with the lengthening days it will not be as long or severe. 

Satire1 interviewed the nation's top scientists, philosophers, religious leaders and politicians all who provided their quotes anonymously.

"We spent the cream of this country's resources in the 1960s to get a handful of fighter pilots up there and kick the Moon's ass and all they did was whack a couple of golf balls and come back for their parades."

"Kennedy and Nixon promised us a full moon every night- the only time I can ever get any ass- and we plunk a flag on the crud ball and nothing's changed."

"Where does the Moon go? To hang out with the other moons around Jupiter and Saturn?"

"God was always messing around with the Moon in Biblical days. But he's got a lot more juice,"

"I say blow the damn thing up. We've got the technology. I'm tired beating up the Earth. Fresh meat is what we need."

"The Moon used to be a part of the Earth back when the Earth was still a hot mud pie. Some big angry asteroid whacks a corner off and boom we've got a Moon. I'll admit that the Moon is a pain in the ass but look at Mars with no moon. It wobbles like drunk on roller skates. We don't need that here."

Don Arrup
Satire1

Monday, January 6, 2014

Capitol Punt


Leading members of the both parties in Congress were joined by Administration officials on the steps of the Capital today to announce the long sought Grand Bargain to settle the nation's entitlement and debt issues. The question as to whether the government should cut seniors benefits like Social Security and Medicare or to drive the last nail in the coffin of public education and Head Start will be decided in the NCAA's Bowl Championship Football Game between the Florida State Seminoles and the Auburn Tigers.

Since Florida is the retirement capital of the country their state university will battle to keep something resembling the promises made to seniors over their working lifetimes. While AU in Auburn, Alabama, a college town with 60% of their population under 24 will fight for the obligation society owes to the next generation.

Heralded by liberal and conservative pundits alike, the decision to punt the decision to the BCS Bowl Game promises to end the endless bickering, kowtowing, slander, cowardice and mendacity that has marked the debate. 

House Speaker Boehner and Senate Majority Leader Reid took turns in listing the advantages of this historic compromise:

1) Both sides play by the same rules.
2) Decisions made in the booth are much faster than in the Supreme Court
3) Filibusters will be flagged as Delay of Game
4) Last minute changes in Conference Committee will be flagged for Illegal Substitution
5) Last minute pullouts of legislators or President will be flagged for Illegal Shift
6) Claiming ownership of popular aspects flagged as Neutral Zone Infraction
7) Blaming other party for unpopular aspects flagged as Unsportsmanlike Conduct
8) Threats of funding withdraw of Alumni balanced by threats of student unrest
9) NCAA has the balls
10) Despite Byzantine overtime rules, the game will end with a clear winner 

So a lot will be riding on the play in Pasadena- hope for the future or another comfortable decade or two for Baby Boomers. Odds makers favor Florida State since everyone who is not old already hopes to be one day and children and the unborn don't vote in most states. 

Don Arrup
Satire1