Friday, April 8, 2011

Do you lock your doors?

Not only do I lock my doors, but I also have a security system on all my doors and windows.

But as Boomers we didn't live like that as kids. In my neighborhood, the doors were always unlocked (even at night), and everyone felt safe.  But were we?

I haven't figured out whether crime has actually escalated or whether the media has just made us more aware of it.  Were there serial killers in 1960? Of course there were, but perhaps not as many.

I believe the media has contributed to not only the awareness of crime but also to its escalation. People with tendencies to kill have fed off media coverage of others who have done so. They go forward because they want their 15 minutes.

In regard to petty crime, like home invasion for theft, I don't think it's the media. I think it's a recent disregard for respect of property.  And no, it's not the economy. We've had bad economies before.

So no, I don't have a solution. I just keep my doors locked and my alarm system on and hope that nothing bad will happen. And if it does, I have a three-pound Yorkie who will surely protect me.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Bad Medicine

My wonderful Aunt Tora (Victoria), who lived to be 85, didn't have much use for doctors or medicine. She followed the philosophy of Christian Science and reminded me often that 50 percent of all doctors graduated in the lower 50 percent of their class. But she also chain smoked from the age of 16 until her death at 85. She said that the best doctoring was the least doctoring. Not sure I agree.

But Tora had a point. There's such a thing as too much "doctoring" and definitely too much medicine. Have you seen the ads on tv for prescription drugs? They sound great until they get to the required disclaimer warnings about side effects. Lordy, it's almost funny. "Yes, it will take care of your foot fungus, but may cause asthma, bursitis, and yes, in rare cases, cancer."  This is of course an exaggeration, but it's not far from the truth. Why would anyone take a chance on the trade-off?

I go to see my doctor once a year and take as few drugs as I can get by with. I think it's a conflict of interest that doctors get paid by drug companies to recommend certain drugs to patients. I think far too many people are sick because of drug side effects and combinations.

Get the mammogram and the colonoscopy, but otherwise I say stay as far away from doctors and  x-ray machines in any form as humanly possible. Doctors and hospitals will make you sick. Just my opinion.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

My Ex has Cancer

My ex, Tim (kids call him by his middle name, Dex) has cancer.  He smokes like a chimney and drinks like a fish to coin a couple of old phrases, but no.  He has neither lung nor liver cancer. He has bone cancer of all things.

So here's why I'm posting this on my Boomer Blog. Tim/Dex is a smart man, but in order to save $110 a month, he didn't sign up for Medicare beyond Part A. He's a veteran, so he's entitled to VA benefits and VA care. That's really not good. My younger son has taken him to the VA hospital in Ft. Wayne several times, and he says the doctors are all interns. He calls them "Doogie Howsers".  Yesterday he went to the VA hospital in Indianapolis, which is slightly better, but it's a commute.  My older son finally got him signed up for Medicare Complete, but it doesn't take effect until May.  As Tim said:  "That's good, if I'm still alive by then."

My point here is that you need the best health care coverage possible when you get to be our (boomer) age. The plans are all pretty much the same, and they're all the same price.  I just can't imagine opting out. No offense, Boomers, but we're all ticking time bombs. Only an elite few can stay healthy forever and then die quietly in their sleep.

Mel

Cards on the Table

Okay, I tend to alienate people when I am candid, so we might as well get it over with. This is MY Boomer Blog, so you might as well know where I'm coming from.

So here it is:

I don't like Affirmative Action.  No, I didn't say I don't believe in it.  I said I don't like it. Here's why.

First of all, I think it's outlived its purpose. I'm not going to elaborate on that.

Second, I believe there are minorities that don't get represented by Affirmative Action. There are WAY more minorities than blacks and Hispanics, but those are seldom represented.

Third, I believe in an alternative:  blind hiring; blind selecting.  I don't think race, religion or anything else should be taken into consideration when hiring, or when selecting students for college, etc. It should be BLIND. That's true no bias. Affirmative action does the opposite. It forces employers and schools to select minorities over non minorities (which don't exist). It's reverse discrimination.

Blind.  That's the key.

Mel

The Tirade Continues

Hello again, Boomers.  I promise that not all of my posts will be bitch sessions, but for now I need to get a few things off my chest.

Let's talk about political correctness.  Yes, that.  Hard to keep up, right?

I have a good friend who is a Native American and he doesn't mind being called an Indian. But some do. I have gay friends, and I was told many years ago that the word "queer" is taboo, but now there's a t.v. show called "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy."  What's up with that?  As a boomer child, I referred to black people as "colored" and now that's an insult.  In fact, I don't think "black" is any longer in favor. It's African American.  Handicapped? Challenged? Midget? Little People? Can't keep up.

I'm just saying that this politically correct stuff has gone too far. You can insult people without even knowing it, because what's correct changes almost daily.  The most insulting thing I was ever called is "Maam" when in fact I still considered myself "Miss."  I'm definitely past that now.  Just an old broad. Oops, "broad" is definitely not politically correct.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Hello, Boomers

As you tumble into the realm of Boomer, I am here to greet you.  I was born in January, 1946, so I missed being the very first boomer by only days.  Way to go, mom.  And dad.

For a start, I'm pissed that cost of living continues to go up, up, up while Social Security benefits have been frozen for two plus years, because supposedly the economy is stable.  Bull.

I'm pissed because the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting richer.  No, that's not a misprint.  It's you and me, Boomers, the middle class, who are getting the shaft.  Bush gave everything to the rich, his buddies.  Obama gives everything to the poor.  Where does the middle class come in?  When do we get a break? When does the pendulum swing and then come to the middle --Us?  Boomers.

There has to be a happy medium, my friends.  Just haven't found it yet.