by Rich Beckman on January 13, 2012
Now Mitt Romney is getting a lot of criticism for saying that income inequality should be discussed in “quiet rooms” instead of in our public debates. Mitt deserves this criticism. It is absurd to say this does not belong in the public debate.
Apparently, the Obama re-election campaign is going to talk about income inequality a lot. They may or may not be talking about it correctly.
Here is a chart I stole from TPM:

The chart shows that the problem is not income inequality. The problem is income growth inequality. From 1947 to 1979, all income groups saw roughly equal percentage growths in their incomes. This still results in an increase in income inequality. If you are making one million dollars, a 2.5% increase is $25,000. If you are making $25,000, a 2.5% increase is only $625. But that’s OK.
Income inequality, in and of itself, is not the problem. In fact, it is an important feature of our economic system. Incentive does matter. Yes, many of the wealthy got that way by sheer luck or happenstance or accident of birth. But I’m betting (willing to believe…willing to delude myself…too lazy to research it) most of them achieved their wealth through hard work that contributed positively to the overall economy and that most of them did so because of the incentive of wealth (though I think many just were having fun and the wealth was simply bonus).
The problem is income growth inequality. There is going to be a lot of discontent when the wealthiest continue to get even richer while the bulk of the population is treading water (especially relative to inflation) or getting poorer.
Note that the wealthy did better when everyone did better.
by Rich Beckman on January 13, 2012
by Rich Beckman on January 1, 2012
One of my favorite internet stops is the Cubby-Blue blog by Tim Souers. Tim is an excellent artist, a passionate Cubs fan, and a creative genius. Three days ago he posted illustrated instructions for making Banoffee pie. Part of the process calls for whipping your own whipped cream. This led to my posting the following story in the comments.
A long time ago…it was my first year out of Indiana U., living in married housing (my bride still being in school) and working as a supervisor in one of the dorm cafeterias.
The Great Blizzard of ’78 arrived. I walked to work through snow up to my armpits. Given the weather few (if any) other full time employees made it in. But the student workers were available. My job was to trim the menu to what the student workers could prepare without the help of full time staff.
The desert menu called for zebra pudding which is chocolate graham crackers lined up on edge with whipped cream in between and then cut on a diagonal. The whipped cream was made on site. I gave the student the go ahead to make it and a bit of instruction (not quite the blind leading the blind…a few gallons of whipping cream and a bunch of sugar in the floor mixer and whip til it peaks).
A few minutes later I returned to see how it was going. We shut the mixer off and checked if it peaked and it just about did and I said “another minute” and we turned it on and I turned around from that huge bowl full of white fluffy whipped cream to some paper on a clipboard on a stainless steel table and talked about something or other.
I turned back around and the bowl was no longer full of white fluffy whipped cream. No, it had collapsed and was now a smaller (but still large) quantity of butter.
No zebra pudding was served that day and the desert/pastry chef had less need of butter or sugar for a couple of weeks.
by Rich Beckman on January 1, 2012
I have never been a fan of Maurice Sendak. I was eight when Where the Wild Things Are was published, but I do not think I ever heard of it or Sendak until I was in college. I am not sure I have ever read any Sendak, but I know I have at least paged through Wild Things and looked at the pictures (the only way to read a book, right?). The pictures never did anything for me. Clips from the movie do nothing to make me want to see it.
Over the past year, I have come to understand that Mr. Sendak, whatever his talents as a writer, is quite a character. There is a wonderful interview with NPR’s Terry Gross on Fresh Air.
Now I notice this bit of video on YouTube in which he says something that makes me feel better about myself. At just around the 1:54 mark, he discusses the poet William Blake. He has a whole shelf devoted to Blake and has read a lot of and about Blake. He loves Blake, especially as an illustrator (which makes sense). But the part I love is
I don’t understand him. I still can’t read through one of his illuminated ma…I can’t. I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.
I have tried reading Blake on many occasions, but I have never gotten very far. I do not understand him. It is good to know that it is not just me.
I have, as I have aged, begun to sense that much poetry does not yield understanding without repeated reading. But who wants to read without understanding? I suppose that is what the rhythm and language is for, to provide pleasure while waiting for understanding. I just made that up, but I can’t believe that (having majored in English Lit) I have never been told it.
At some point I plan to read Blake again. And I will read him aloud and will plow through even when I’m lost.
Maybe that plan should apply to reading Sendak.….
by Rich Beckman on January 1, 2012
It seems that all of my life I have read about people looking up into the night sky and feeling small. I have never understood this. There has never been a time in my life that looking upon the night sky did not make me feel large. There is that immense space and I am part of it. I can, at least, vaguely comprehend it. Those moments are the most spiritual moments of my life.
There is a marvelous video of the physicist Neil deGrasse Tyson making a few remarks about the universe and our place in it. He doesn’t say much I don’t already know, and a lot of it I have said myself. He probably says it better (and with more authority!)
We are stardust. Life is nothing more than common chemicals “doing” chemistry. Life is inevitable and the universe is full of life scattered all around. This is not science fiction, it is simply the odds. You and I are a part of it.*
Happy New Year world!
*People who do not read this blog may or may not be part of it.… :)
by Rich Beckman on December 11, 2011
I have been meaning to post this for awhile now. I confidently predict that Barack Obama will win a second term in 2012. I also predict that the Democratic Party will gain seats in the senate and the house.
I would not put money on this, but I do not put money on anything (well, sometimes on my dresser).
by Rich Beckman on December 11, 2011
by Rich Beckman on November 18, 2011
I have not been reading Kevin Drum for long, but I enjoy his blog. His post on the California Supreme Court’s ruling on Prop 8 is an excellent example. Yes, Prop 8, which bans same sex marriage, is loathsome, but it needs to be thrown out on the basis of being unconstitutional, not on a technicality.
I appreciate Kevin’s willingness to cheer a proper result that is good for a terrible law, at least (hopefully!) in the short term.
by Rich Beckman on November 17, 2011
Debby and I attended a talk by Carl Kasell at IPFW last night. Kasell was the news announcer for NPR’s Morning Edition for 30 years. He has been the official judge and scorekeeper for Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me! since 1998. Being a late sleeper* and hardly ever hearing Morning Edition, I mostly know him from Wait Wait. It was clear that this was true for most of the audience.
Kasell spent a period of time talking before taking questions. Much of his talk was based on a few notes or just given off the top of his head. Now and then he would return to a prepared speech from which he’d read a paragraph or two and then find a hook off of which to ad lib. The prepared speech was long version of the virtues of public radio and the importance of the public’s support. His reading of this was not all that good for a man who has been reading for a living for over thirty years. So that was strange.
I’m guessing he talked for thirty minutes or more and answered questions for awhile, but he really did not have all that much to say. A few anecdotes and talk about how this or that happened, but only in the most superficial aspects.
When discussing 9/11, he said that he said that the first plane hit the north tower at 8:46 and a few moments later he saw the replay of hit on the television. This can not possibly be right, video of the first hit did not come to light for several hours (maybe even a day or two). The man is 77 years old, so I guess I can forgive a mistaken memory.
Later in the talk he started to tell us who would be on the panel of the up coming Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me! He mentioned Roy Blount, Jr. and Faith Seeley (sp?) but then he could not remember the third name. I thought he was mocking Governor Perry and started to laugh (I believe you can hear me in the audio just after the 25 minute mark, but only for a moment). I immediately perceived that he was not intentionally being funny and that I seemed to be the only member of the audience who was amused, so I stifled myself.
He answered all questions before he wrapped things up.
*At one point, Kasell related how he once told someone he awoke at 1:05 in the morning. When asked why 1:05 as opposed to 1:00 he answered “I like to sleep in.”
by Rich Beckman on November 10, 2011
Over at the Matador Network, there is a posting on 23 incredible new technologies you’ll see by 2021. Included in the outlook for 2013 is the “Eye of Gaia, a billion-pixel telescope.” Eye of Gaia
will look far beyond our own galaxy, even as far as the end of the (observable) universe.
I believe that as long as there has been sight on the planet earth, the possessor of the best sight has been able to see as far as the end of the (observable) universe. Once telescopes came into existence, the best telescope was able to “see” as far as the end of the (observable) universe.
And it will always be so.
Hat tip to my son who liked the posting on Facebook (if my memory serves).