Is It Something in the Air? Some Kind of Planetary Alignment?

A Rant…

There is something going on with Starbucks today.

Ben is doing his SAT thing today, so I'm taking the opportunity to run errands, wash the car…that sort of stuff. I'd planned on also grabbing breakfast and spending some time at Starbucks blogging (or more likely discretely looking at nekkid menz to blog later).

The first one I went to—one of our regular haunts—was absolutely insane. Normally on a weekend there are at most ten people in the store and probably half that in the drive thru. Today the drive thru was backed up onto the street and the parking lot was nearly full. When I walked in I was greeted by twenty or so people waiting for their orders, while half that number were waiting in line to order.

NOPE!

I hit another one of our favorites, and was greeted by a sign saying, "Our cafe is closed. Please use our drive thru!"

NOPE!

The one next closest to our house—normally deserted whenever we go there—looked like this:

Since I took that picture the line waiting to order has stretched to the front door, including a group of six blonde sorority clones—all glued to their bling-cased phones. Are the holiday drinks that popular?!

UPDATE: This store threw us all out at 12:30 and closed for the day.

Flashback Friday

My Winter 2009 Playlist

Enemy Economics

From Infidel723:

The system is rigged against you..

The article I'm excerpting here is posted at CNN, a mainstream news site.  This is not fringe thinking.  This is a conventional view of how economics is supposed to work.  I'm not even particularly singling out this one essay, just using it as an example.  It starts by explaining that the shortage of workers is intensifying despite more available jobs and the end of enhanced unemployment benefits:

…..many expected workers to go back to work and the nation's labor shortage to ease significantly by September.  But recent data suggest that, if anything, the shortage is getting more severe.  And though the risk of a severe shortage continuing into 2022 is not the most likely scenario, the chances of it are increasing.

The article cites some reasons for people's continued reluctance to return to work, mainly high savings and fear of covid-19.  Shitty pay, shitty bosses, and shitty working conditions are not mentioned.  Then it gets down to the real core of the matter:

When businesses have difficulty recruiting and retaining workers, wage acceleration follows.  According to the September jobs report, average hourly earnings increased at an annual rate of 6% over the past six months. That is more than double the average rate over the decade prior to the pandemic.  Such wage acceleration will take a bite from corporate profits and may lead companies to raise prices. What's more, not only did labor costs dramatically accelerate in 2021, but the inability to find workers impacted some companies' operations and contributed to lower profits.

Lower profits?  Can't have that, can we.  Obviously, wages going up by 6% is a problem.  And problems require solutions.

The US needs to find ways to raise the number of workers through larger and more economically motivated immigration policies…..

I appreciate the reminder that immigration policy based on corporate interests is a gun pointed at the head of the American worker.  But that's a side issue.  Now, read the next part carefully:

…..a continuing labor shortage would pose a serious risk to the 2022 US inflation and economic growth outlook.  First, wages for new hires will continue to rapidly grow.  That, on top of an escalating cost of living, will increase wage growth for workers who stay in their jobs.  Across the board, higher annual raises and special adjustments to retain workers are likely to further increase companies' overall labor costs.  For the first time in decades, the scenario of a wage-price spiral, where higher prices and rising wages feed each other, leading to faster growth in both, could actually hinder economic growth.  In such an environment, the Federal Reserve will be forced to raise interest rates multiple times in 2022 and materially slow GDP growth by more than what is already currently being forecasted.

Yes.  It actually says that.  Rising wages for new hires, wage growth for existing workers, and higher annual raises constitute a risk.  They're a threat.  The Federal Reserve will "be forced to" take action to put a stop to this dangerous trend.

The skyrocketing wealth of billionaires, and its escalation to even more obscene levels during the recent pandemic, is perfectly OK.  When the supermarket check-out girl starts being able to afford better food and a few more toys for the kids, suddenly it's dangerous and drastic action is needed to grind her back down.  They don't even really believe in the free market.  As long as that free market is letting the parasite class skim off the extra wealth created by workers' increasing productivity, it's working as intended — but as soon as it begins to empower those workers a little, giving them a chance to improve their circumstances, the state needs to intervene in the economy by manipulating interest rates and importing more cheap labor to put a stop to it.  By these rules, we can never win.

Oh, and our rising wages could "materially slow GDP growth"?  Is the imagination of these types even capable of encompassing the possibility that the mass of people in this country no longer give a shit about GDP growth, when they pay the price for it in hard work and the benefits go to others?  When they sacrifice their time and energy and health and dignity to produce more and more wealth which ends up, not in their own hands, but in the form of more and more yachts, mcmansions, dick-shaped rockets, etc in the hands of a tiny aristocracy — and all this is recorded in the economic statistics as "growth"?

That pattern has prevailed since the Reagan administration:

Since the 1980s real income for the median and below has remained practically flat, even as productivity — the value those workers were producing — soared.  And if that top 5% red line represented the top 1% or 0.1%, the real parasite class, its rise would be far steeper.  That's where that extra value those workers were producing went, not into their own pockets.  The parasite class stole it.

If this is what capitalism means, then to hell with capitalism.

And yes, I take this personally.  The period from the 1980s to today is my entire working lifetime.  I spent those years producing a hell of a lot of value that was skimmed off by others.  The same is true for tens of millions of people.  It's a fundamentally different reality than what was experienced by someone who began his working life in, say, the 1950s.

The system is rigged against you and in favor of the ultra-wealthy, and has been for decades.  You owe it no loyalty.  Seize whatever advantages and opportunities you can to take back some of the wealth which you produced and which was taken from you.  And vote accordingly.

Memories

I regret that I did not start recording my adventures in San Francisco for posterity until more than a year after I arrived, so you'll have to forgive me if my memories of my first visit to the Russian River are a little hazy. Specifically, the name of the hot guy with the mouthwatering uncut cock who first took me there completely eludes me. (It's odd the things we do remember, isn't it?)

I'd spent most of my first summer in San Francisco at the beach; officially Marshall's Beach, but unofficially "No Name" or "Boy" or less commonly, "North Baker" (photos here). It was a strip of clothing-optional sand north of Baker Beach and south of the Golden Gate Bridge where men of a certain persuasion would go to get some UV (and if they were lucky, slobber) on their naughty bits.

It was there that one afternoon I hooked up with a British ex-pat who, after we were done making the baby Jesus cry, asked if I'd ever been to the nude beach at the Russian River. I told him I knew of the Russian River, but except for passing through Guerneville, I actually hadn't been there yet, and certainly not to the nude beach.

We made a date for the following weekend, and drove north. We turned off of River Road and onto Wohler, winding our way through wineries until we came upon Wohler Bridge. We drove past the bridge and parked on a spur of pavement just north of the turnoff. Judging from the number of cars parked, this was definitely the spot.

It was a little bit of a hike to the beach itself; something that my 29-year old body handled with ease. (It would probably kill me if I attempted it now.) A well-trodden trail led through a beautiful grove of trees until it dumped us out in an expansive field (pictures 1 & 2 above). We crossed the field, and after passing through another small grove of trees, found ourselves at a small rock-strewn beach (pictures 3, 4, & 5) on the river—already bursting at the seam with naked and semi-naked homosexuals. There was no place remaining to lay out our towels, so we headed back to the field and found a spot in the grass where we could spread out and get some sun.

I don't remember what ultimately happened between me and my British ex-pat, but I will forever remember him as the guy who introduced me to this magical place. I returned by myself several more times as the years passed, discovering that naked boys in the forest were there for reasons other than simply enjoying the sensation of wind on their bare skin…

 

Rumor had it that the property at the time was owned by Fred MacMurry, who apparently had no issue with cute nekkid menz traipsing around his field and forest. Even though the property was posted as "private" no one had ever been hassled for trespassing.

In recounting this, I headed over to Google Maps to take a peek at what the place looks like now. I was devastated. There is now a gate barring access to the area from Wohler Road. The one-time grassy field is gone, now dotted with trees and shrubs. A road has been constructed to the west of where the field had been, leading to some kind of maintenance building, and while there appears to still be a footpath through the former field leading to the river, the beach is nowhere to be found. I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised. It has been 33 years since I last visited, and Fred himself has been dead since 1991. Changes to the property were bound to occur…

A Musical Escape

To those of us of a certain age and musical taste, this is manna from Heaven. I received this compilation from a friend (a collection of 12 albums—156 songs—for a total of 13 hours) several years ago when we were living in Denver but for some reason it's been languishing in iTunes all these years with me scarcely paying it a second glance.

A few weeks ago I was looking for something I could just put on in the background while working from home as I'd grown weary of the offerings of our FM jazz station. Sleaze is a collection of disco and dance tunes from the late 70s to the early 90s that encompasses all the various sub-genres. While a few of the transitions are absolute train wrecks, it's a stellar collection of the music I used to dance my ass off to. It's become my go-to commute and working-from-home background soundtrack because I can just put it on and it will run all day without repeating.

I mean, look at this playlist!


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Highly recommended if you can find it. A cursory internet search returned squat.