Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The Best Part of Waking Up...

As a kid, when I went grocery shopping with my Mom, the one aisle I absolutely hated walking down was the one with all of the coffee. I absolutely hated the smell of it. To this day, I still hate walking down that aisle, and will either do what I can do get what I need on said aisle by going the long way around, or attempting to hold my breath until I feel I have sufficiently evaded the aroma.

Of course, this was long before I discovered coffee shops and brands other than Folger's. Perhaps here we'll take note that I do not drink coffee, but I do enjoy a nice hot chocolate, and several coffee shops I've been in craft fine cups of it. Needless to say, I am happily relieved to walk into a coffee shop and not want to cease breathing.

In any case, a few weeks ago I walked into my office common area where our soda machine and fridge are, and was whacked in the face by an old familiar smell. Next to the microwave is Mr. Coffee, gently bubbling a steaming pot of Folger's. Instinctively, I exhale or avoid breathing whilst walking past there now. On the other hand, Mr. Coffee does remind me of Spaceballs.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

"You Just Don't Get It"

Thinking over it the last day or so, there is something that really bothers me in debate. No matter how well versed you are in a subject, when encountering an opposition, the subject is quickly closed with "you just don't get it!"

To me, that is just insulting. In debates of health care, the phrase very well can and undoubtedly has been used multiple times. Either side of the debate can have valid points, but debate comes to a halt when someone says, "You just don't get it." Or, in other words, "I'm right, you're wrong. End of debate."

If that phrase is said to me, it implies that I have no clue what I'm talking about, in spite of the research I've done on the subject. Clearly, health care is a touchy subject for everyone, so clearly our feelings are mixed in. Do I think that only the rich should be responsible for a federally-funded health insurance program? No. Since the wealthy make more money, I would expect them to pay more, but not exclusively fund the operation. But I can't put aside my feelings that everyone should have some form of health insurance--especially children who have no say in the matter.

I recently read that in the German system, the only way you can be denied health coverage is to not pay your low-cost premium. To me, that makes sense. If you don't pay your power bill, clearly you shouldn't be allowed to have your electricity on. But I think it's great that everyone can have some form of coverage.

I don't know how it can work in the United States. I don't know how to make it work. But because I disagree on health care reform doesn't mean that I don't get the issue. It means that I have a different opinion, one that is just as valid as anyone else's.

In any case, like in the article liked to above, I agree that "you just don't get it" should be banned from public discourse and debate. Rather than pushing understanding and mutual agreement forward, it hinders progression and turns people off from debate.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Pam Beesly Bobblehead

My Pam Beesly (soon to be Halpert) bobblehead showed up yesterday. I took these pictures at home, but now she is next to her co-workers of Michael Scott and Dwight Schrute. And The Joker.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Ensign Peak Hike

Rosie and I went on a hike up Ensign Peak and took our new camera with us. I took the above picture with the sun behind me, but I have no idea what happened; the sky turned entirely green, and I became a silouette. But I thought it looked pretty cool. Below is Rosie and I at the top of the Peak.