Friday, December 16, 2011

Students Suspended For Tebowing

What the devil is going on with teenagers today?
These little rapscallions have really gone too far now, and are in need of severe punishment.
Oh, they're not fighting in the hallway, smoking in the boys room, or rolling joints in the stairwells.  Those things are pretty commonplace these days, and are frequently handled with a simple "move along" from an armed hall monitor.
No, a recent collection of students in a Long Island high school were committing atrocities far more despicable, something that no self-respecting principal should ever be forced to permit.
Fortunately for the good people in that moral, heavenly place known as New York, the top guy at Riverhead High School has nipped these horrific actions in the bud, suspending the culprits for their misdeeds.
Their shameful, disruptive, unconscionable actions?
Taking a knee as if in prayer in the middle of the hallway.
It's a minor craze sweeping the sports nation lately, and even has a cool name: "Tebowing."  [Click here to see an example of "Tebowing."]
The action is a tribute to uber quarterback and Denver Broncos miracle maker Tim Tebow.
Tebow himself is quite a troublemaker, and will probably be run out of the NFL before the year is over.
Here in the 21st century, it is almost a requirement of employment that you must be a drug abuser, steroid user, wife beater, a regular strip club patron, a barroom thug, or in one notable case even a murderer, in order to be a player in the National Football League. 
This Tebow guy is none of those things.  Instead, he does something that simply cannot be allowed to continue:
He believes in God, and tells everybody within earshot.
After big plays, he doesn't dance in the end zone like an epileptic porn star, shout obscenities in the face of opponents while beating his chest hard enough to make King Kong wince, spike the ball in the middle of a choreographed huddle, or take out a Sharpie and autograph the goal posts like any decent, normal NFL player today.
No, he goes to the sideline, takes a knee, and bows his head in prayer.
It is such an oddity, such outrageous behavior, that it has caught on around the country.  The stance has earned the name "Tebowing."
And it isn't just an act, like the athlete wearing 14 gold chains around his neck and two pounds of pot in his gym bag who begins every locker room interview with "I want to thank God, my agent, and my mama."
Tebow doesn't just talk the talk.  He walks the walk.  He goes to church, does charity work in the community, and works hard to be something pre-teen football fans haven't seen in decades: a role model.
Which is why it's a certainty he won't last in the NFL.
But right now, he's on a hot streak.  Since becoming the starting quarterback for the Broncos mid-season, he has taken that team from last place in the division with a 1-5 record to first place in the AFC West with six straight wins (most of them last minute or overtime heart stoppers), and seven wins in the last eight games to compile a record of 8-5.
His dazzling play, devotion to God, and squeaky clean image have inspired venomous detractors and rabid fans across the country. 
Among them is a group of four high school athletes at Riverside High School who have been "Tebowing" in the halls for the last week or two.  [Click here for news story.]
Originally, it was just four jock buddies having fun.  But like most things as novel and rare as a professional athlete without a criminal record, it caught on among other high schoolers.  According to the school's administration, dozens of students had started doing the move in the middle of the hallway.  Apparently it was clogging the halls and disrupting the flow of students on their way to the bathroom for a smoke or to the stairwells to fire up a blunt.
So instead of employing the "move along, move along" tactic usually employed by overzealous high school administrators after a cafeteria shooting, the school suspended the four athletes they deemed to be the ringleaders of this nefarious action.
So to any parents out there, please take heed and warn your children.  Schools today will tolerate a lot of things, including rampant crystal meth use, death-inducing band hazings, sex between hot female teachers and their male students, sex in the showers involving football coaches and 10-year-olds, and all the students you can possibly cram into a classroom who are actually in this country illegally.  But they shouldn't dare do anything in a main passageway that might resemble prayer. 
If they must take such an action, they should find a secluded area in which to do it.  Of course, that might be a chore, since the bathrooms, stairwells, classrooms and showers are already full.  Maybe the principal's office would be a good place, since it doesn't seem to be getting much use lately.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

TSA Picks On Teen For Gun Design On Purse


There are plenty of federal agencies that land on the Top 10 list of "Most Hated" for many Americans. 
It's actually easy pickings, beginning with that most dysfunctional, corrupt, greedy, and disharmonious of entities, the United States Senate and House of Representatives.  It's easy to hate an organization that is so steeped in partisan hatred and disregard for the people they are supposed to serve.
But they aren't alone. 
Wanna talk universal hatred?  Just bring up the IRS. 
Then you have partisan hatred.  To get a right winger wound up, just mention the EPA or the federal Welfare agency.  To see a left winger jump up and down, bring the CIA or the Federal Reserve board into the conversation.
However, even the most ordinary, lowly citizen can join hands with the most upper crust celebrity and millionaire in despising one particular federal agency, which is loathed equally by every socio-economic strata:
The TSA.
What does TSA stand for?  Below is the top 12 from a list of 38 compiled by JumboJoke.com.  My personal favorite is number 12.

  1. Teaching Submission to Americans
  2. Touchin', Squeezin', Arrestin'
  3. Theatrical Security Agents
  4. Taking Scissors Away
  5. Too Stupid for Arby's
  6. They See All
  7. Trained Sodomy Adminstrators
  8. Taking Security Away
  9. Touching Sensitive Areas
  10. Taliban Sharia Advocates
  11. Terrorists Succeeded? Assuredly
  12. Tough Shit, America!
The Transportation Security Administration was in the news again last week after a teenage girl from Florida was stopped and detained by TSA officials for carrying a gun.
It wasn't a pistol or rifle.  It wasn't a replica.  It wasn't a toy.
It was a design on her purse.
The front of the girl's purse had metal studs and the raised metal outline of a six-shooter.
She didn't have any problem with the TSA hasslers in Florida.  But on her way back from Virginia, bored TSA bullies from Norfolk International Airport stopped her, pulled her aside, and held her in custody long enough to make her miss her flight home.
The palm size gun design was a decoration that an untrained chimpanzee could have figured out in two, maybe three seconds.
The TSA's pretend cop wannabes went on red alert.
Because they're a government agency, and all federal bureaucracies thrive on something they call "precedent," you can bet there will now be a rash of detainments during the upcoming Christmas travel season.
I predict you will see the TSA stop travelers for possession of:

  • a photograph of your favorite Glock
  • CD's by the rock band "Revolver"
  • DVD's of the old TV western "Have Gun Will Travel"
  • any and every video version of "Die Hard"
  • the gun-filled video game Call of Duty (just this week Alec Baldwin got into trouble for playing "Words With Friends" on a plane...I suspect he was winning with a three-letter noun starting with "g")
  • the new "Juliette Has A Gun" perfume
  • suppositories (which are often referred to as "bullets")
  • packs of chewing gum (which the TSA illiterates will misread as chewing "gun")

This year, my family won't be flying back East.
Instead, I'm going to give my wife and daughter each a purse with an airplane design on the front.
According to the TSA, it's the same thing.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

No Freedom Of Speech Until After High School

It's a question that rivals the eternally debated question "when does life begin?" and is about as impossible to answer.
The question is, "when does Freedom of Speech begin?"
If you look to the U.S. Constitution, the document which outlines that freedom in the Bill of Rights, you'll notice there is no age requirement or expiration date listed.
However, a recent action by a Kansas high school principal would seem to indicate that the right doesn't apply until after a student leaves the public school system.
The question revolves around a startling incident last week in which 18-year-old Emma Sullivan tweeted to friends after listening to a speech by Kansas governor Sam Brownback that the governor "sucked."  She was there as part of a school project in government.
Brownback's staff, which is constantly scanning the internet for instances of the governor's name, came across the posting.  The staffers contacted the young woman's school over the remark.
When she went back to school, the student was called into the principal's office, chastised, and ordered to write a letter of apology.
First, it's chilling in an Orwellian way that government officials are monitoring the Twitter conversations of teenagers.  The statements aren't private, but you wouldn't expect government henchmen to be listening in on loud street corner conversations, which is essentially the essence of Twitter.
Second, it's not like someone made a dire threat or a libelous statement about the governor.  A lot of people would even agree with the opinion.  But that's what it was, an opinion made by an American who even happens to be of voting age.
So why would members of one government agency (the governor's staff) contact a member of another government agency (the school principal) to single out and punish a citizen for expressing an opinion?
And how dare the principal use his power to order someone to apologize for that opinion.
To her credit, Sullivan said no, and was prepared to face the consequences.
Then, the story made it into the newspapers, and everyone started reversing engines.
The governor himself issued an apology, claiming his staff "over-reacted" to the Tweet. 
The principal backed down on his demand for an apology letter from the girl.
Of course, if the media hadn't caught wind of this, it's pretty unlikely that either government official would have backed down.
So while the student is no longer in Dutch, the deeper questions remain.
To keep order in school, rules must be enforced which limit or even prohibit Freedom of Speech.  (The "no talking or you'll have to put your heads on your desks" rule is probably the perfect example).
But where is the line?  Can a school enforce such rules even when the action takes place off school grounds?  Also, this wasn't an issue of disruption, it was a matter of content.  If the girl had tweeted "Governor Brownback looks hot in those corduroys," nothing would have been said.  But because she expressed a negative comment, she is accused of being "disrespectful" and subject to school punishment.
It's all made even more ironic by the fact the girl was attending the speech as part of a class in government.  What lesson do you think she and her classmates will take away from the attempted imposition of punishment for expressing an opinion about an elected official?  Is this really the lesson we want our children to learn about our American way of life?
It sounds as if the governor's staff and the principal could use a refresher course themselves on American government. 
Obviously, they were absent the day the First Amendment was taught during their own high school days.
Now, my only hope is that the governor's staff doesn't catch wind of this op-ed piece while trolling the internet.  I'm a little old to be staying after school, clapping erasers, and writing "I will not say bad things about government leaders" 1,000 times on the blackboard.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving! Brought To You By...

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! 
[This Thanksgiving greeting is brought to you by Firestone; tires that can kill you, but at least we're sort of made in America.]
It's a day designed for enjoying time with your family, and consuming mass quantities of overweight poultry until you too are an overweight bird. 
[This Thanksgiving quip is brought to you by the makers of Zoloft; You're not really depressed until you're Zoloft depressed.]
Of course, this day has suffered serious incursions by what Alfred in "Miracle on 34th Street" decried by saying "there's a lot of bad isms in the woild, but the woist of them is commoicialism."
[This Thanksgiving movie reference is brought to you by GM; The only thing worse than the handling of our cars is our handling of money.]
One of the worst is the usurpation of the annual Macy's Thanksgiving Parade.
[This Thanksgiving event is brought to you by the Sony film "Arthur Christmas"; another insipid holiday cartoon your kids will insist you buy no matter how bad it sucks.]
Instead of a joyful and kid-thrilling trot around New York with marching bands and Underdog floats, it has become just another platform to advertise, with special emphasis on shilling for the dozens of tiresome Broadway shows by allowing unknown performers from those musicals to interrupt the parade's flow by stopping to dance and lip-sync a number from some soon-to-be-closing Tony runner-up.  The hard part is figuring out which is worse, the dancing and singing about themes that have nothing to do with the holidays, or the gushing phony praise heaped on the tepid performances by the parade's 59 different D-list celebrity hosts.
[This Thanksgiving whine is brought to you by Jack Daniels Tennessee Honey; an annoying sissy concoction developed because not everyone is man enough to drink straight Jack Daniels, and we need more moonshine money.]
Then you have the annual NFL football games, which honor the proud tradition of watching the Detroit Lions getting their brains bashed in by whoever happens to be on the other side of the scrimmage line each year, including the Kansas City Chiefs cheerleaders (who, according to Yahoo, are the only thing on the field uglier than the Lions' play).  Even though the Lions started strong this year, they've returned to their losing ways, and a matchup against the undefeated Packers is sure to bring more of the same this go-round.
[This Thanksgiving football preview is brought to you by Chrysler; the company that has taken government bailouts twice, and still manages to overcharge for every vehicle we make, showing we have learned our lessons well from a government that frequently features $600 hammers.]
More commercialism will sneak into the NFL games, as they stop the action about every three plays to bring you...more commercials.  And that doesn't include the subliminal little ads they bombard us with, like the "Aflac Third Down" and the "Prudential Halftime Show."
[This Thanksgiving product placement is brought to you by AIG; we're the financial giant that ripped people off before the crash, ripped people off after the crash, and still convinced the government to give us more money. Don't you want somebody that smart working for you?]
The latest sad chapter in the commercialization of Thanksgiving is the incursion of the "Black Friday" shopping bacchanal into Thursday.  Impatient stores can't wait to stick their hands in your pockets, so they're forcing their slaves - er, employees - to work on a family holiday while selling goods for the prices they actually SHOULD be sold at all year long (and would be, if they weren't spending billions on advertising each quarter), just to lure you out of your recliner. 
[This Thanksgiving shopping moment is brought to you by Walmart; selling low quality Chinese goods and running mom and pop stores out of business since just after Sam died, long before China purchased the U.S., and the only company capable of making people want to actually punch a smiley face right in the mouth.]
Fortunately, a few people are fighting back by ignoring the slick televised parades in favor of putting on real parades in their hometowns, and boycotting concentration camp stores that insist their labor must work on the holiday or be shot.  ("Shot," "fired," it's about the same thing in this economy).
[This Thanksgiving protest is brought to you by Budweiser; The king of American beers, using proud American imagery to enrich a company that isn't even owned by Americans anymore, you stupid Americans.]
In spite of all this Scrooge-like anti-commercialism curmudgeonry regarding the overselling saturation of a uniquely American holiday (a diatribe which the Wall Street crowd will decry as a dangerous and subversive threat to capitalism), the spirit of the day remains in homes across the country, where friends and relatives will sit down together at a bountiful meal and take a moment to count their many blessings. 
[This Thanksgiving shout-out to Wall Street is brought to you by Fox Labs; "Keeping public parks empty since 2011."  The official pepper spray of the University of California - Davis campus police department.]
So enjoy your day, watch the 18 minutes of commercials per hour as allowed by the FCC, and count yourself as blessed that you live in a country where you have the freedom to worship as you please, speak your mind, and love your family.
[This Thanksgiving pathos is brought to you by Exxon; Producers of fine oils and lubricants to ease the pain of the screwing we're giving Americans and the world.]
Despite being inundated and blasted with commercialism from every corner, it's still a wonderful country, and a spiritually uplifting holiday.  Enjoy it, and remember to offer up a special "thank you" to the Man Upstairs, since prayer is one of the few remaining forms of communication that isn't overrun with ads and sponsorships.  Well, if you don't count Joel Osteen's Lakewood Baptist Church, the Immaculate Conception Catholic Church, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, the United Methodist Church, the Lutheran Church, the Satmar Synagogue, the Islamic Center of America, the Crystal Cathedral, the 700 Club...
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Occupy Wall Street Stockpiling Weapons Of Mass Destruction

Uh oh.
The Occupy Wall Street crowd is in big doodoo now.
The Big Chief in the New York mayor's office has rolled in the big guns.
After citing questionable claims, like the presence of the OWS crowd in Zuccotti Park meant people couldn't use the public space (I'm not exactly sure what Mayor Boob-berg thinks the protesters are, but obviously they aren't people in his estimation) and his curious charges that the removal of the protesters was a matter of public health and security (apparently the mayor hasn't walked around the rest of his city without armed bodyguards lately), the Master Billionaire has levied the Big Charge.
It's the one that got Saddam Hussein whacked and is likely to cause Iran to become a well-lit parking lot in time for Hanukkah (lit for longer than eight days by a radioactive glow after the Israelis finish dropping bombs on Iran's suspected nuclear weapons building facilities).
Boob-berg says the protesters are stockpiling weapons, which is why he ordered the evil campers and campfire cookers out of the park.
Based on the mayor's claims, war is going to break out anytime now.
In fact, considering Boob-berg's roots, you better prepare yourself for the even bigger announcement:
The Occupy Wall Street protesters are developing weapons of mass destruction.
You heard it here first.
Whenever one of these power mongers wants to bust somebody's balls, that's the claim they trot out as justification for...well, for just about whatever they want to do.
Snatch a "suspected terrorist" and "rendition" them to Latvia?  Practice carpet bombing techniques on abandoned camel ranches?  Eavesdrop and wiretap the phones of U.S. residents?  Just issue the blanket "stockpiling weapons" allegation.  It's the greatest thing since Milton Bradley invented the "Get Out of Jail Free" card.
Of course, as our last president demonstrated, you don't have to have any facts to support such allegations, or something law enforcement agencies refer to as evidence.  You can just say the words, and more magically than Supercalifragilisticexpialadocious, you can do anything you want to anyone you want.
That's not to say Mayor Boob-berg is lying.  He would never play games with the truth.
Well, there was that time he helped cover up the fact that one of his deputy mayors was arrested for domestic abuse, but you can bet the Boober has a good excuse.  It's true that, when the mayor's office announced that individual's resignation, the public was told that Stephen Goldsmith was "leaving to pursue private-sector opportunities in infrastructure finance.”  That might be the coolest way ever of announcing that a guy was about to have his personal bank account emptied in the inevitable upcoming divorce.
Oh, one more piece of irony - the guy Boob-berg covered for, the 61-year-old who spent 36 hours in police custody in Washington after allegedly roughing up his wife, was the deputy mayor in charge of overseeing New York's police department.
But in this instance, because the truth can be a nebulous, fluid thing in the hands of a skilled politician like Boobie, claims of weapons stockpiling are probably true.  You can bet somebody had a butter knife in their backpack, or was using a large and dangerous stick to hold up their tent.
The thing that was likely to get Zuccotti Park rightfully nuked in a tactical strike by Boob-berg's air force (his fleet of police helicopters) is because the occupiers had chemical weapons in their possession.  I say this with a tremendous amount of certainty, because anyone who has actually been to New York City knows that only the mentally unstable would ever attempt to walk those streets at night without a can of Mace and two containers of pepper spray in their pockets.  Hence the confident leap to claims of the enemy -er, occupiers - possessing weapons of mass destruction.
Face it, those "peaceful protesters" were up to something, and it was up to the noble knight known across the land as the Boob-berg to ensure that guys in Armani suits and power ties on their way to rape some little old lady's 401-k were kept safe against the Zuccotti Park Taliban (the name wealthy politicians like to hang on anybody that thinks $65 is too much to pay for a steak sandwich).  Otherwise, the financial television network he founded (and which made him a billionaire) wouldn't have anything to drone on about during the next 24-hour news cycle.
He's obviously a hero.  Never mind that minor, outdated memo called the U.S. Constitution and it's sticky note, the First Amendment.  In New York, there are much more important laws on the books that must be upheld, like city codes against taking a nap in a public place at 3 a.m. when nobody except legitimate muggers would be using the park anyway.
It's odd, but after going over and over our Constitution, I can't find a single thing about freedom of speech being applicable only during daylight hours.  However, I'm sure it was just a careless oversight by our know-nothing founding fathers in an era that pre-dated flashing neon.  If they had known that people might actually take that right serious enough to endure cold, snow, and Boob-berg's badged beefeaters for 60 days in a row, they would have added an asterisk or a footnote.
The good news is that since there has been no outcry from real citizens (those who can afford Brooks Brothers suits), the displacement of those noisy hooligans from the hallowed grounds of public places in Oakland, Portland, Denver, Salt Lake City, and New York should ensure that nobody will be tempted to speak up about such petty grievances as fascism, injustice, or corruption in the future.
So, as the networks might say after a brief interruption, "we now return to our regularly scheduled greed.  In living color - green."

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Tax On Christmas Trees Abominable

When Santa makes his rounds on Dec. 25, I hope he has a large supply of coal.  He'll need it for all the names of those in the U.S. Department of Agriculture on his "naughty" list who deserve nothing more in their stockings this year.
The Agriculture Department has officially imposed a 15 cent tax on all live Christmas trees.
If they're going to do something so heinous, why don't they just go ahead and levy taxes on Christmas presents, mistletoe, and a singing fee on every Christmas carol sung or played during the holidays?  (Okay, I'll admit that the music industry has already figured out how to do the last one).
Who exactly is the head of the Agriculture Department these days, Ebenezer Scrooge?
Like most bad government ideas, this one started as an okay idea.
The Christmas tree growers in the U.S. have seen a dramatic downturn in the number of trees they sell each year.
It's not a diabolical scheme devised by Jack Frost or Heat Miser or the Abominable Snowman.  It's just another sad reality of a nation that is addicted to Chinese goods as severely as it joneses for imported oil.  The truth is that Americans today buy artificial trees.
In an effort to improve their live tree sales and expand their marketing efforts, the tree growers have asked for help from the government (always a bad idea...just ask the Katrina victims). 
The government decided to do what the government ALWAYS does, which is establish another committee.  But in these austere times, they had to find a way to pay for the committee and their multitudinous assistants, vice-assistants, deputy associate assistants, and all the reams of paper any self-respecting bureaucracy requires.  So to fund the new committee, the Agriculture Department is charging 15 cents per tree to all of the tree growers, who of course will pass that 30 cent tax down to tree buyers.  (If you don't understand that last sentence, then you obviously flunked business math at Wharton.)
There are so many despicable facets to this scenario that I hardly know where to begin.
First, once again our government is sticking its nose into a business problem, and offering their equivalent of more corporate welfare.  At a time when so many people want to scream "socialism" at the drop of a hat, it continues to be hilarious when business owners see no problem whatsoever in receiving government assistance.  If the tree growers really needed another committee so badly, why didn't they form it themselves?
Second, this is an abject lesson in governance that should enrage and terrify every American.
When you go down the LONG list of directors, secretaries, managers, and other high-level toadies in the Agriculture Department, you'll find something interesting: not a single one of them was elected to their position.  The American people didn't vote for them or approve their appointment.
However, despite the fact that they aren't elected, the Agriculture Department somehow has the power and authority to levy taxes.
Most of us operate daily under the erroneous assumption that only Congress can impose new taxes.  In fact, if I remember correctly, that's exactly how we ended up with a Congress, after colonists decided they'd had enough of taxes being levied by appointed flunkies like King George (who, if you believe the monarchy, was appointed by God). 
The truth is that just about any old department or committee in the federal government can tack on some fees, tariffs, or taxes any time they want, without Congressional approval or action.
It only took a little over 200 years, but we've succeeded in bringing the concept of "taxation without representation" full circle.  It is now a normal and accepted practice in the United States.
Worst of all, I'm not sure there's anything we can do about it, short of dressing up in war paint and heading down to your nearest Kiwanis tree stand to throw large collections of Douglas firs overboard.
So, now that we're just about as powerless as the colonists in 1775, all we can do is hope that the Big Guy in Red will exact some collective vengeance against the bureaucratic evildoers by leaving mounds of coal in their stockings for finally finding a way to tax Christmas.
Never mind that every piece of coal placed in those stockings includes taxes imposed by the U.S. Department of Energy and the Environmental Protection Agency.  As we so often say on Christmas morning when opening the oversized, badly-knitted mittens from Aunt Esther (even though you're now 35 years old)...it's the thought that counts.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Corporations Thrive While Middle Class Dives


Wall Street Skyrockets While Protesters Freeze

Still don't understand why people are angry enough to take to the streets in protest over the runaway greed in this country?
Recent news stories have inadvertently underscored just how broken and out of whack the scales have become when weighing the growing wealth of the richest individuals and corporations against a backdrop of staggering unemployment and crippling losses in value for average American homeowners.
First, a report came out last week on Exxon's third quarter profits.  The numbers were jaw-dropping. 
At a time when people are getting absolutely gouged at the gas pumps, making hard decisions between paying for food or paying nearly $4 a gallon for gasoline in some places to get them to and from work, Exxon posted a third-quarter profit of $10.3 billion.  It was the third quarter in a row the oil giant earned more than $10 billion in profit, and a 41% jump in profit over last year's third quarter.
Exxon has made a profit of more than $30 billion this year alone, sheltering those profits from the tax man by using their offshore corporations, while nearly 10% of the population is unemployed because other corporations have sent their jobs overseas.
The kicker is that Exxon's actual oil production was down 3.8%.  Ordinarily, when a company produces less of their product, their revenues and profits go down.
Not in oil-addicted America.  And the oil companies know it. 
Oh, and just as a reminder...In 2009, Exxon paid NO income taxes.
One more irony in this scenario is that for years, Exxon and other members of big oil have lied that high gasoline prices aren't their fault, that it's a function of the speculation markets.  Yet in a CNN story, they admitted that the higher profits are a direct result of higher gasoline prices. 
Sorry, Exxon, you can't have it both ways.
Soon after the Exxon story broke, Chevron announced that at $7.8 billion, their profits for the third quarter of 2011 are double their 2010 profits for the same quarter.
Royal Dutch Shell announced that they also doubled their profits in the third quarter.
Again, all of this is happening while Americans are struggling under the Atlas-like weight of extremely expensive gas that has jacked up the cost of delivering food and goods.  And you know how that "trickle down" works - higher prices for what we eat and wear.
On Friday, Oct. 28, Wall Street chimed in with a little salt to pour into the wounds of Americans who are losing their jobs, homes, and way of life.
According to reports, October was the best month for Wall Street's Dow since 2002.  The Dow traded on Thursday at 12,186, compared to its March 2009 low of 6,547.
This is great news for those who hate the Occupy Wall Street protesters.  It means that, in the face of this historic protest against greed, the stock market continues to skyrocket and go higher and higher in value and profits while America's working class continues to get pummeled by the economy.  Wall Street continues to prosper while the protesters freeze out in the snow at Zucotti Park.
And a new report on housing indicates that economic news is going to get worse and worse for the average homeowner.
It states that home values will fall another 3.6% between now and June, and could fall as much as 15% more in the battered Las Vegas market.  This means home values nationwide will have plummeted more than 35% since the peak in 2006.
Remember, for most average Americans, their home is their biggest investment and usually represents more than half their personal net worth.
To put it in perspective, the wealthy stock market investors and big oil corporations are making money like crazy, while hard working middle class homeowners are losing money on their most valuable asset through no fault of their own.
It's insane, and upside down.
The middle class has done nothing wrong.  They didn't cause the real estate implosion or the banking scandal, yet they are paying the price across the board with lost jobs and lost value in their homes.
So to see protesters screaming about the inequalities and runaway greed on Wall Street should not be a surprise.  The only surprise is that more of us are not carrying signs among them.