Phil says six more weeks of winter.
Willie, however, disagrees.
It’s sad when rodents are at odds, isn’t it?
Granted, math was never my forte
Ok, math is hard. Goodness knows, I’m not stellar when it comes to personal finances, as Dr. T will attest (most likely while clutching his heart and becoming even paler). But even I can’t lose $9 billion US. This is no doubt why I haven’t been recruited by the “U.S.-led Coalition Provisional Authority, which governed Iraq after the invasion up until mid-2004.”
The $9 billion whoopsie was discovered in a recent audit of the CPA. One particularly interesting finding in the audit shows that “funds went to pay the salaries of 8,206 Iraqi guards, yet the audit could verify the existence of only 602 guards.”
The other side of this potentially missing coin is the issue of so-called combat pay. Alternet reports that not only are front-line soldiers earning a mere $225 a month – which is about$7.50 a day – for their part in G.I. Joe, the Reality Series, but that other military personnel, hundreds of miles from the action, are making the same wage. So the soldiers who are getting shot at, blown up, and stoned in the streets are making the same as the ones who are polishing the general’s shoes, somewhere that isn’t in the streets.
I suppose one could argue that front-line soldiers are there because that’s where they were sent, and the same is true for those holding down the fort miles from the danger zone. This is true – so perhaps the front-liners shouldn’t be making more, since the fort-holders didn’t choose not to fight. But $7.50 a day? How is this justifiable?
That’s exactly what I asked myself, and these are the answers I found:
According to Military.com, those qualified for “Immanent Danger Pay” are also exempt from taxes on that pay. Also, the IDP is paid on top of the minimum $1,142.70 per month earned by an enlisted soldier with less than 4 months experience. Militarypay.com also reports that “Most soldiers… get more than just basic pay. Those on active duty are given an allowance for housing and subsistence, incentive pay, medical and other benefits.” Incentive pay is given for things like speaking foreign languages, flying, diving, and so on.
So it’s essentially misleading for Alternet’s reporter to suggest that the US soldiers are earning $7.50 per day – the truth is, the $7.50 is a bonus for being involved in the conflict. There are also allowances for clothing, housing, education, and, for the soldiers in Iraq, a special allowance for the families they’ve left behind.
It’s still not much – you certainly couldn’t get me to slip into fatigues and dash off to the streets of Bagdhad, not even for an additional $7.50 a day.
Now, for $9 billion, I’d consider it.
Playin’ it safe
All we’re saying, Paul, is one wardrobe malfunction, and they’ll rescind the knighthood. So let’s be careful out there.
Cliche enough for ya?
The temperatures around here have been low of late. We’re talking -20s, -30s with the windchill. We’re also talking long-term – it’s been ridiculously cold for about two and a half weeks now.
On the wall outside my office door I have installed a chalkboard for messages, doodles, and so on. Currently, the message at the top of the board asks “What’s your favourite weather cliche?” These are the responses to date:
~ it’s colder than a witch’s tit
~ don’t eat yellow snow
~ it’s so cold I saw a lawyer with his hands in his own pockets
~ it’s cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey*
~ I’m freezin’ me bunions off
~ cold enough for ya?
~ I’m chilly willy
and the only one related to warm weather:
~ it’s hotter than a whore in church.
*I’ve also been told twice about the actual meaning** of this phrase. I know. Also, when you’re trying to explain something to someone and they stop you to say “I know,” please stop trying to explain it.
**brass monkey = platform for cannon balls. Cold, metal contracts, brass differently from lead, balls fall off. Way funnier (not to mention more indicative of really cold weather) to picture brass simian figure with testicles falling off, first one, then the other, with a small, metallic “ting.”
Oedipus was a M*F*
So I’m teaching this course on playreading – kind of an intro to drama, bit of theatrical history, literary analysis, production, yada, yada, yada. So naturally, we’ve started with Agamemnon and Oedipus.
What is it with these people? If they’re not killing each other, they’re eating each other’s children, baked in a pie. Alternatively, they’re boffing swans, bulls, shafts of golden light, each other, each other’s spouses…
Of course, the real question is, can I justifiably use the title of this post in the classroom?
When I regained consciousness…
For some reason, this morning my brain is mostly devoted to remembering (fondly) Sergeant Renfrew and his faithful dog, Cuddles.
And the band played on
George W. is in the midst of his second inauguration. Yesterday’s “celebrity-studded, flag-waving extravaganza, “Saluting Those Who Serve,” was a roller-coaster of emotional ups and downs. For instance, “family members of soldiers killed in combat had brief speaking roles, and satellite links enabled U.S. troops in Afghanistan and Iraq to participate as well.”
This morning, I was woken by the CBC news coverage of this event, including a clip of a young boy, who gave his name, and that of his father, who was killed in Iraq. Call me a cynic, but doesn’t this kind of presentation just feel like blatant propaganda? Bush is just lucky that none of these family members, in their brief speaking roles, chose to say “my dad is dead, and it’s your fault.” Regardless of whether or not one supports the general idea of the War on Terror, using the family members of the dead is nothing short of exploitation. đŸ˜›
Well, what do you know?
One of the on-going assignments I’ll be working on for the course I’m taking is a journal. Apparently, the journal is something I’ll continue working on in subsequent courses.
Our first journal assignment was to write about knowledge – we’ve been talking about the term in class. Some writers in the field of education think of knowledge as the bottom chunk in the Maslow-esque learning pyramid. For instance, one such writer posits that student first know facts, then understand these facts, then apply the facts to given problems in a given context, and finally recognize when the application of these facts is required in a new situation given out of context.
Anyway, for the sake of nothing in particular, I give you my first journal entry…
gmail up for grabs
Six g-mail invites, on a first-come, first-serve basis. C’mon, you know you want it.