Jan Schakowsky, the Democrat who represents the 9th district in Illinois, decided to take the “Minimum Wage Challenge” and feed herself on $77 for a week, which someone calculated is what a minimum wage worker would have for food after paying rent and other required expenses. She apparently found that this was a terrible burden. While on Fox News’ “Cavuto on Business” she complained that shopping took longer because she had to weigh things and put some things back to stay on budget. I thought maybe complaining about this was just a slip, but no – It’s one of her talking points, as Think Progress reports:
She has already run up against the constraints, saying it took her longer to shop for groceries as she got ready for the coming week because she had to weigh everything out and put some things back to make it all fit in her budget. “It does give us a taste of what it’s like to try to live on a minimum wage,” she said.
Apparently she thought that her deprivation on behalf of The People would win her plaudits. She tweeted her menu for the week:
It looks to me like a regular menu for working people. Along with others it makes me wonder what does Representative Schakowsky usually eat?
Like most people who I know, I had a period when I worked for minimum wage before moving up in the world. You learn some tricks, and you make some substitutions. If Schakowsky wants to understand a limited budget she should eat chicken hot dogs for so long that the mere thought of a hot dog that contains a modicum of cow or pig makes your mouth water. But one of the things that you learn to enhance some very basic foods. It begins with a creative use of leftovers, but eventually becomes your very own recipe. Being a helpful soul I thought I would share my recipe for ramen that I ate six nights a week for several months.
Ingredients for the week:
- 12 packages instant ramen
- 1 dozen eggs
- 3 cans of peas
- 1 small turkey ham
- 6 bullion cubes (same flavor as the ramen)
Cube the turkey ham. You will use 1/6 of it each day.
In large sauce pan bring 4 1/2 cups of water and one bullion cube to a boil. Take 2 eggs, crack them one at a time, and add them into the boiling water while stirring constantly. (This will result in threads of egg like you find in egg drop soup.) Add the ramen noodles from 2 packages and boil for 3 minutes. Finally add the seasoning packets from the ramen, 1/2 of a can of peas, and 1/6 of the cubed turkey ham. Reduce heat to low and simmer till the peas and turkey ham are warmed through.
If you’re a single guy, remove from the heat, wait for it to cool, and eat from the pan with a tablespoon. (Others may wish to use a bowl.) Repeat for the next five nights.
Scrounging up Sunday Dinner is left as an exercise for the reader.
On this day in 1969 the Eagle (the LEM, or Lunar Excursion Module of the Apollo 11) landed on the moon. A few hours later two men got out, walked around, took pictures, and collected samples. Later they would abandon the craft that had landed on the moon, return to the earth in the command module named “Columbia,” and spend weeks in quarantine in case they had brought back something unexpected.
I grew up knowing we were going to the moon, and that the lunar trip was only the start of mankind’s Great Adventure. One of my few memories of one grandfather is him taking me outside where we were visiting him in Baltimore. He’d seen in the paper that a sputnik was going to pass over that night, so Grandpa, Dad, and me went out in the yard to watch for it. (No, spelling “sputnik” that way wasn’t an error. The first two artificial satellites were Sputnik 1 and Sputnik 2. By the time the US launched Explorer 1 people said that America had finally launched a sputnik. For around three years, until JFK announced the race to the moon, “sputnik” was a generic term for “artificial satellite.” Dad and Grandpa even discussed whether that particular sputnik was ours or theirs, though I don’t remember if they settled that question.)
I learned about space and the space program in school. “Apogee” and “perigee” were spelling and vocabulary words in elementary school. We got new math and science books to prepare us for our part in the new age of discovery that we would be a continuing part of. I had ViewMaster stereo slides that showed me in 3D what each step of the lunar mission would be like made by taking pictures of models at least five years before Apollo 11. And to top it all off, I read science fiction. (My Junior High librarian was a Fan, and took great delight in recruiting new fans. She’d hook us with space opera, then feed us the Good Stuff later.) So I knew about space, with all the lofty disdain any teen can manage for his poor unenlightened elders.
But that day, my family, like everyone we knew and hundreds of millions around the world glued to a TV. My parents were excited at each step.“That rocket ship is going to the moon!” “Yes, we know. Just like the last one.” “But they’re going to LAND!” “I know, Mom.”
I always felt sorry for the crew of Apollo 10. They flew all the way out to the moon, did all the stuff to verify that the LEM could still be detached after all that time in space, then looped around and came back to Earth without ever landing. I secretly rooted for them to disobey, and take their LEM down to the surface. How was anybody going to stop them from Houston?
But then Eagle actually started down, and somehow I lost my jaded teenaged attitude. When Neil Armstrong took manual control I held my breath with everyone else. The fuel held out, with 25 seconds worth to spare. Then came the magic words:
“Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.”
I gave out a whoop, but I don’t know if anyone else noticed, as they were all cheering too. A minute later a car horn started blaring down the street somewhere, joined shortly by others, the popping of a few illegal firecrackers probably smuggled up from Tijuana and left over from Independence Day. It was real.
More dull time while we waited for the astronauts to come out. What? They get to the moon and the first thing they want to do is EAT?
I got bored waiting for the astronauts to come out, but wasn’t permitted to go read.“Those are TV pictures from the MOON!” “I know Mom, I saw them land.” “But it’s THE MOON!” [Eyeroll]
So we watched Walter Cronkite and the other newsmen interview each other (did you think that was new?), discuss what was next, show wall charts and animations of what had happened so far, what hadn’t gone wrong, what would be next, and what would happen in coming days. Sometimes we were looking at studio shots, sometimes mission control, sometimes at video from Eagle (FROM THE MOON!)
Then Neil Armstrong climbed down the ladder, and stepped off of the landing pad.
“That’s one small step for [a] man, one giant leap for mankind.” [Cue forty-odd years of arguing over whether the "a" was there and got lost in transmission or not.]
We’d done it. We’d set foot on another body in the solar system. The Great Adventure had begun.
You may have read news items about protesters showing up in Raleigh at the North Carolina state capitol on Mondays for what they call “Moral Monday,” The protests regularly lead to arrests, which is intentional. As at many such leftist protests they have it down to a science, with a sign up sheet for those who plan to get arrested. This helps insure that they don’t accidentally forget to bail anyone out. The costs for police and sheriff’s deputies are adding up, according to WNCN:
Since the protests began in April, more than 700 people have been arrested at the Legislative Building as a form of civil disobedience. But the demonstrations, and subsequently the arrests, do not come without a price.
So far, state Capitol Police has spent $22,000 covering the protests. That is in addition to $43,000 by the Wake County Sheriff’s Office and $69,000 by the Raleigh Police.
The $134,000 grand total does not include the money spent by the General Assembly Police.
The Civitas Institute has found that instead of “Moral Monday” a better name might be “Money Monday.” The umbrella organization that organizes the protests contains groups that have received over $100,000,000 in direct state grants in recent years. (Yes, over one hundred million dollars in direct grants.) But that’s not all.
The money trail doesn’t stop there. Civitas discovered an additional $8.7 million from pass-through grant money given to HKonJ organizations by state-funded nonprofits from 2009 to 2012. The Golden Leaf Foundation and the Rural Economic Development Center (now under review for possible misuse of state funds) funneled taxpayer money to these liberal organizers.
To put a cherry on top, Civitas identified ten leaders of the organizations that get six figure paychecks from the nonprofits that got direct state grants. (Scroll to the bottom of the linked PDF document for that list.)
As Francis De Lucca of Civitas so ably sums it up:
When you follow the money, you see that this isn’t about morality at all. It isn’t about the high-minded virtues of justice, or equality. It’s about politics: liberal organizers have depended for years on the largess of an insolvent and bloated state bureaucracy. And as state legislators move to address rampant waste and debt in state government – something the people of North Carolina elected them to do – liberal groups fear that they are about to lose their spot at the public trough.
I thought that Moral Monday was about Democrats who were upset that both houses of the North Carolina legislature and the governor’s office were all in Republican hands at the same time for the first time since Reconstruction. But it was more than simple partisan politics. Moral Monday is about money, and the power that comes from redistributing it.
Most of the time I do geeky things behind the scenes at FTR Radio so that our regular hosts can be heard. But as you may have noticed from other posts here I’m interested in firearms, the Second Amendment, and gun control. Tonight Fingers Malloy is giving me a chance to talk a little about that.
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