Monday, December 18, 2017

New Benefit of California Welfare State: Half Priced Prius for Poor

New Benefit of California Welfare State: Half Priced Prius for Poor

May 28, 2015 By Stephen Frank 

If you are on Food Stamps or Medicaid, you qualify for free cell phones—that is 15 million Californians. Free health care for 12 million of our citizens. In LAUSD, 90% of the students get free or reduced price meals—some as many as three meals a day—snacks not included-yet. You can get housing vouchers and more. California is the poster child for the welfare State. Now add high priced Prius vehicles to the benefits of the welfare State. This is NOT a joke.
“The pilot is limited to the San Joaquin Valley and the Greater Los Angeles area. It will provide money for about 600 cars with revenue from cap-and-trade auctions.
Mendoza still had to pay about $13,000 for his 2013 Prius. Nichols acknowledges no one will get a car for free. But she says it’s still a good deal.
Cap and trade is the California version of socialism, the redistribution of wealth based on the canard of climate change. Another Al Gore scam.
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State Offering Incentives To Get Dirty Cars Off Road

Katie Orr, Capital Radio, 5/27/15
When Jose Mendoza took his 1984 pickup truck to a smog check event in Stockton last February, he heard about a new pilot program. If he scrapped his truck, he could get state money to help him buy a new hybrid.
“She told me you can get this car, we’ll take that car. I said, here’s the keys!”
Mendoza became the first client for the $5 million pilot program. He and his family took part in the press conference announcing it. And they looked on as his old truck was crushed.
Mary Nichols is Chair of the California Air Resources Board. She says getting a few dirty cars off the road will have a big affect on air quality.
“About 80 percent of the pollution that is experienced in our state today comes from about 25 percent of the vehicles on the road,” she says. “So by going after the most polluting oldest vehicles, we’re doing something benefits the entire community.”
The pilot is limited to the San Joaquin Valley and the Greater Los Angeles area. It will provide money for about 600 cars with revenue from cap-and-trade auctions.
Mendoza still had to pay about $13,000 for his 2013 Prius. Nichols acknowledges no one will get a car for free. But she says it’s still a good deal.
“This is actually going to end up saving them money once they get past the first cost of the vehicle,” she says, “because they will be saving on gasoline every week.”
It’s estimated Mendoza will save about $160 a month.

Sunday, December 17, 2017

L.A. Is Creating Traffic Jams to Push Commuters to Ride Bikes and Rail



Coming soon to a city near you: the misguided movement to force you out of your car and onto a bike or trolley.
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THE WAR ON SEX IS OUT OF CONTROL


THE WAR ON SEX IS OUT OF CONTROL




BRENDAN O’NEILL
EDITOR


The #MeToo neo-puritans are a menace to human life.




4 DECEMBER 2017

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So now even kissing under the mistletoe is rape. Unless you ask the target of your boozy Christmas peck to sign a contract in advance, I guess, clearly stating that he or she consents to having some part of their face intruded upon by your lips for 2.4 seconds at the office party.

This is according to the Police Service of Northern Ireland, which yesterday tweeted: ‘If you bump into that special someone under the mistletoe tonight, remember that without consent it is rape #SeasonsGreetings.’ It’s hard to know what’s worse: that the PSNI doesn’t know what rape is, or its use of that passive-aggressive ‘Seasons Greetings’ hashtag. Translation: ‘Have fun tonight, everyone, but remember we will arrest you if you partake in the age-old flirty tradition of trying it on after one too many plastic cups of cheap plonk.’

The PSNI is getting it in the neck for its miserabilist, joy-destroying, authoritarian warning to the populace. It has ‘prompted fury’, says the Daily Mail. Tweeters have ripped the mick out of the kissphobic cops. ‘Are people having sex under the mistletoe now?’, quipped one, handily reminding the police what rape involves.

This is good. The PSNI deserves this virtual mauling. But let’s not kid ourselves that its wacko tweet was a one-off or even particularly unusual. On the contrary, it is in keeping with the now mainstream moral panic about ‘rape culture’ and the slow but sure criminalisation of sex, or at least of the things that make sex fun: passion, chance, taking a risk, making a move. Sex is in dire crisis. It’s being crushed under the jackboot of a new misanthropy that views any spontaneous, uncontracted interaction between adults with dread. We might have to refight the battle for sexual liberation.

It was fun while it lasted, sex. Kicking off in 1963 – in the view of Philip Larkinanyway – it granted men and women a zone of life that wasn’t subject to the same dead, cold rules of work or public life, but rather where caution could be ignored, passions engaged, and chances taken.


Not anymore. Sex is being turned into a suspicious act requiring a battery of rules and minute policing by an army of sexless officials, relationships experts, and feminists who have somehow gone from celebrating the sexual liberation of women to fuming over men who touch a woman’s knee when I guess they should be writing to said woman’s equerry to inquire into the feasibility of touching her knee on an agreed date for an agreed length of time.


Everywhere you look, a new prudishness is taking hold. Campaigners raged against Page 3 with far more zeal than Mary Whitehouse ever did. Lads’ mags are shoved into black bags lest their bikini-clad babes offend magazine browsers. Trigger warnings are added to classic texts that mention dodgy sex. Student officials have made sexual-consent classes compulsory for freshers, where they lecture them about the importance of getting verbal, non-inebriated consent for every stage of a sexual encounter, as if fucking were the same as making a business deal. (And as if 18-year-olds aren’t going to get blotto before sex. What planet do these people live on?)

Then there’s the #MeToo hysteria, which every day reveals its sexphobic streak, its McCarthyite instinct to purge from public life all those who are not perfectly au fait with PC speech codes, the new view of flirting as an ugly 20th-century thing we enlightened people have grown out of, and the treatment of sex as akin to a bank transaction in which every move and smooch and grope must be accompanied by at least a verbal contract of agreement.

In the #MeToo moral panic, perfectly normal behaviour is being rebranded as ‘predatory’. In Britain, the journalists Jane Merrick and Kate Maltby – actual adults – made the headlines when they revealed politicians had tried to kiss them or ‘fleetingly’ touched a knee. That is, someone made a pass at them. That’s now rapey behaviour. Were these women raised in a nunnery? That newspaper editors said to them ‘Give us all the juicy details’ instead of ‘Oh, get a life’ tells you everything you need to know about the transformation of sex into a crime, or at least a scandal.

Two journalists, Rupert Myers and Sam Kriss, were hounded out of the British media over what were in essence bad dates. Myers stands accused of saying to a woman he had a drink with ‘I want to fuck you’, while Kriss kissed a woman and bought her wine and invited her back to his house for sex. Hold the front page. It is a frankly terrifying climate in which such standard sexual fare can come to be discussed as sinister proof of the spread of a ‘rape culture’. And we wonder why police forces warn against snogging under the mistletoe. It’s because even non-criminal sexual advances are now talked about as offences against decency and female integrity.

It’s just as scary in the US. John Lasseter, head of Pixar, has taken a six-month leave of absence over ‘unwanted hugs’. Seriously. When will we recognise that a moral crusade that sweeps up even men who like a hug is a demented thing? One of the things that led to radio presenter Garrison Keillor losing his job – more than that, his life’s work – involved him accidentally putting his hand on a woman’s bare back. He went to comfort her after she told him she was unhappy, but he didn’t realise she was wearing a loose shirt, meaning his friendly gesture engaged her bare skin. He apologised. She accepted. But no matter: in the mad new war on human interaction, even a friendly male hand on a woman’s back is tantamount to a sex crime (never mind puckering up under the mistletoe).

That particular Keillor incident is really sad. For if we accept his account – which we shouldn’t, I know, because he has a penis, which means he’s a liar – then this instance of ‘predatory’ behaviour was in truth an act of warmth; a touch that had a human impulse, not a foul one. And yet it’s now lumped together with all sorts of behaviour, from the genuinely criminal to the flirty or friendly, under the dread title of ‘unwanted advance’ or ‘unwanted touch’ or ‘unwanted hug’. ‘Unwanted’. That’s the big word in all this stuff. And it captures perfectly how the new officious misanthropy views everyday human engagement as suspicious and twisted.

‘Unwanted’ – what this really means is unplanned, uncontracted, spontaneous, sparky, human. What the new moral panics really have in their sights is those free, casual forms of human connection, whether friendly or sexual, warm or debauched, that take place outside of the purview of the obsessive rule-makers of 21st-century public life. But here’s the thing: how are people supposed to know if their friendly arm around a shoulder or the offer of a drink or even the statement ‘I want to fuck you’ is wanted or unwanted until they have done it?

That’s the thing about human life: you take risks, physical risks and emotional risks, and some work out and others don’t. To freeze these engagements, to criminalise or demonise them, to encourage everyone to say ‘May I comfort you?’ or ‘May I now move to second base?’, instead of simply doing these things and dealing with the consequences, is to drain everyday life of the thing that makes it meaningful, or nice, or fun. It would intensify anomie, make workplaces even more soulless than they often already are, and make sexual experimentation history. The war on sex is a new species of anti-humanism.



So we have to rebel. And perhaps we should start by kissing under the mistletoe. In Nineteen Eighty-Four, the Party views the ‘sex instinct’ with disgust while a Junior Anti-Sex League polices flirting and touching. And in such a sexphobic climate, ‘the sexual act, successfully performed, was rebellion’. Today, you don’t even have to go that far; today, we’re so messed up about sex and love and warmth and touch that even to hold mistletoe over a drunk colleague’s head and plant a smacker on his or her cheek is rebellion. So do it. Rebel. Be human.

Brendan O’Neill is editor of spiked.

Saturday, December 16, 2017

CASA Meeting Dec 13, 2017 375 Beale St S F



CASA is the most powerful government committees that you have never heard of.  It is a group of developers, politicians and NGOs that want to set housing policy for the entire Bay Area region of Governments (101 cities and towns).  They do not videotape their meetings. A private citizen, Ken Burkowski of Emeryville has been videotaping meetings for several years and posts them at www.regional-video.com .

The Future of the Bay Area Housing CASA Committee-transparency and lack of middle class housing.

CASA is the most powerful government committees that you have never heard of. It is a group of developers, politicians and NGOs that want to set housing policy for the entire Bay Area region of Governments (101 cities and towns). They do not videotape their meetings. A private citizen, Ken Burkowski of Emeryville has been videotaping meetings for several years and posts them at www.regional-video.com .

Here is a clip of Zelda Bronstein addressing CASA for its lack of transparency.

Former ABAG economist Steven Levy complains about the lack of middle class housing.


I do not think it is an exaggeration to say that a "quiet coup" has seized our local government power in favor of an unelected regional body, developers and NGOs. We must stand up for our local communities
and democracy.

- Not only do they not videotape their meetings; as I noted, they don’t document their proceedings with minutes. There is an audiotape, but it’s not posted. You’ve have to ask MTC staff for a link. I think the meetings of the CASA Steering Committee are taped—check it out. But the Steering Committee doesn’t steer. And, if you watched Ken’s video of last Wedneday’s Technical Committee meeting, you know that the extent to which that entity is going to be allowed to provide advice is unclear. Zelda

Friday, December 15, 2017

Marinwood Park Tree Vandal exposed Before and After





Quietwood Dr. Homeowner illegally removes trees in Marinwood Park. Seen above is the satellite photo showing a lush canopy of trees appearing on Google Maps behind the house.



Trees have been clearcut and illegally removed in December 2017


Eric Dreikosen, Marinwood CSD manager refuses to hold the vandal responsible because "she had no malicious intent".


A similar situation happened in McNears Park and the resident was charged with felony vandalism and threatened with civil action up to $80,000. See the story in the Marin IJ HERE.

Do you think we should allow residents to clearcut trees in Marinwood Park when it interfers with their view? Write the Marinwood CSD and Staff:

Bill Shea
IRVING SCHWARTZ  

 Izabela Perry
Jeff Naylor
Leah Kleinman-Green
Shane Demarta
Eric Dreikosen

Marinwood Fire Department: How To: $500 DIY Kitchen Remodel while waiting for Martha Stewart



The Marinwood Fire Department INSISTS they have a new "Martha Stewart Kitchen" makeover.  The original estimate cost was $5000 but rose to $100,000 quickly as demands for luxury appliances ($5000 oven,  $4500 Viking Range, Custom stone countertops) and Contractor's with ties to the Marinwood CSD and the Fire Service "competed for bids".   The Marinwood CSD altered the contract to "reduce costs" but still the bid was way out of budget range. One very generous resident offered to DONATE THE ENTIRE COST of the Kitchen up to $25,000.  The Marinwood CSD refused the gift.  Now the CSD is insisting on using special "government contractors" at 4 times the original bid cost when a VERY SERVICABLE kitchen can be done quickly for well under $25,000. 

It is absurd.

So, as a public service, I am posting this video for Marinwood CSD.  This is how REAL PEOPLE innovate when budgets are tight. It may contain a few ideas they can use to freshen up the kitchen while awaiting their "Martha Stewart Kitchen" to arrive.

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Marinwood CSD December 2017 - A circus of lawsuits and huge waste of tax resources (again!)



Lawsuit settled with Marinwood Firefighters for $10k PLUS $107,000 in legal fees, Marinwood FD kitchen makeover gets sent out to bid AGAIN. CSD insists on a luxury kitchen makeover for $$$ (featuring $4500 gourmet range and granite countertops) when a simple remodel could be done for less than $25k. Arguments erupt when CSD president attacks public speakers.  Marinwood manager Eric Dreikosen avoids discussion of Miller landslide conflict and ignores illegal tree removal in Marinwood Park by resident.  Huge sums have been spent on legal fees in 2017 instead of providing for the district.  Why won't the CSD board will  hold manager accountable?   Secret CSD board committee to decide future of the Marinwood Fire Department, populated mostly by fire department personnel and people known to be big supporters of the fire department will decide the FATE of the Marinwood CSD.  The feckless CSD directors have Marinwood on a path to bankruptcy . It is already technically insolvent due to pension obligations but refuses to make fundamental changes that will put it on a path to financial sustainability.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Millennials in the Workforce



How My Parents’ Divorce Ruined Our Holidays And Family Life Forever

How My Parents’ Divorce Ruined Our Holidays And Family Life Forever

In the decades since my parents’ divorce and through the years of my marriage, I have learned no-fault divorce is one of the biggest lies of our culture.



By Anonymous
DECEMBER 12, 2017

December always reminds me how much I hate divorce. As the lights on the Christmas tree twinkle while we wrap presents, I am anxious about family gatherings and travel plans. Three decades ago, when my parents divorced, family Christmas gatherings became very complicated.

My parents’ divorce is the one that their generation was told to have. Like many others married in the 1970s, their marriage ended with a no-fault divorce. One of them wasn’t happy and felt the only way to solve that was not to be married anymore. In the name of fulfillment and contentment, our family broke apart.


Fast-forward 30 years, and you’ll find the children all thriving in adulthood and two parents who rebounded and eventually remarried. On the surface, it seems like we all lived happily ever after.

The media loves to feed these sort of lies to their audiences. For example, The New York Times runs terrible pro-divorce articles regularly; here’s a particularly disturbing one.
Pro-Divorce Arguments Are Built On Lies

The writers at The Times of London currently have a campaign trying to reformEngland’s divorce laws. They believe divorce should be easier to get than current legislation that requires “a married couple wishing to split up [to] show evidence of irretrievable breakdown in the form of adultery, unreasonable behaviour, desertion, two years’ separation with consent or five years’ separation without consent.”

They propose instead: “Divorce, wherever possible, should simply be an acknowledgment that people have moved on. A marriage that lasts only ten years can still be deemed a success. It should be assumed that divorces are no one’s fault and that people need a simple, dignified, relatively fast way to split up, while also acknowledging that a partner who has sacrificed their career to look after children will need help to set up again.”

Pardon me while I roll my eyes. As our culture tries to negate the beautiful union of covenantal marriage, we look the other way from the hurts and hardships divorce creates.

In the decades since my parents’ divorce and through the years of my marriage, I have learned that no-fault divorce is one of the biggest lies our culture tries to get people to believe. In truth, “no-fault divorce is destroying women, children, and men. More precisely, divorce destroys marriage, and the destruction of marriage harms every party involved. The legality of no-fault divorce just makes it infinitely easier to hurt people. There are no two ways about it. No one comes out of a divorce a happier and more whole person.”

Divorce Is Never Just About the Couple


When a marriage ends, it doesn’t just affect the immediate family — the two people who are no longer spouses and their children. Parents, siblings, nieces and nephews, and friends all are part of a larger network of relationships divorce hurts and breaks. As the divorced couple begins new relationships separate from each other, the relationships become yet more complicated, especially for the children.

Navigating a divorced family was and is like walking through a field of landmines. I was supposed to call my stepdad Dad but by his first name when I was with my real dad. I also certainly was not to ever refer to my biological dad as my real dad in front of my stepdad — I mean Dad.

My dad (real, not step) also remarried a woman I was not supposed to talk about in front of my mom. My stepdad wanted me to call his parents Grandma and Grandpa, but they told me not to “because they were never really going to be my grandparents.” I have step- and half-siblings who are allowed to call my dad’s (step, not real) parents Grandmaand Grandpa because they are biological family. My step-siblings call my mom by her first name and call me their stepsister, but I was always expected to introduce them as my just my brothers and sisters. My half-siblings don’t want to hear anything about my real dad and my parents’ divorce.

Confused? So was I. I have a hard time keeping it all straight even now. As a child, I felt like I couldn’t explain to my friends who my family was because all of the titles and names were offensive to someone. Before I had even finished half of elementary school, the man called Dad living in my home had become a different person, and a different woman was living with my dad.

The way our extended familial relationships suffered due to the divorce might be some of the hardest consequences for me to understand. At my biological grandma’s funeral, my siblings and I were left out of the family pictures. We watched our cousins treated differently just because their parents had remained married. We stopped getting invited to family reunions. Today I’m a stranger to most of my relatives on my dad’s side because growing up I saw him so little and them even less.

When I was a child, anxiety loomed over visits with my dad. Both of my parents always loved me, but to have excitement to visit my dad was a judgment against my life with my mom, and to be happy to return home after a visit with dad was an indictment against him. Either way, I caused a parent grief. I was torn in two and couldn’t tell anyone how I felt. I coped by pretending whichever parent wasn’t present at the time didn’t exist.

My Story Is the Story of Children of Divorce


My story is just one experience, but Leila Miller interviewed 70 other adults whose parents divorced, and their stories are all similar to mine. She compiled their stories into a book called “Primal Loss: The Now-Adult Children of Divorce Speak” to give what is “rarely offered: The actual words of those most affected by divorce, but who almost never get to speak for themselves.” Miller is an impartial person to offer this book, as her family’s marriages are still together.

Listening to Miller speak about what she gleaned from her interviews, I felt as if I was hearing my story told by other people. Miller found that “even inside the family, the children are not permitted to voice their real feelings. Love inside the family feels fragile: The kids have absorbed the message that people sometimes leave each other or get kicked out. They may view love as unreliable. Even if children could verbalize their feelings (which they can’t), they are afraid to risk losing their parents’ love. They don’t want to upset Mom or Dad.” Today I still have to fight the insecurities that creep into my heart.

I’ve never wished that my parents were back together, and I certainly wouldn’t want my parents’ second marriages to end. The divorce was always final for me; I just always wished I didn’t have divorced parents. I love my stepdad, stepmom, step-siblings, and half-siblings, all relationships I wouldn’t have if not for my parents’ divorce. I have a beautiful life. But there is this sadness that aches because I know we all have broken and scarred relationships because of divorce, and I can’t do anything about it.
My Parents’ Divorce Terrified Me for My Kids and Marriage

Since I married, I’ve prayed that my husband and I will grow old together; that we will be quick to forgive, slow to anger, and not keep a record of wrongs against each other. We are sinners who need to give and accept grace if we are going to pass on a legacy to our children of love and faithfulness in our marriage. I have no disillusionment that I am somehow above divorce. But may God save me — and my husband and children — from ever having to suffer on that road.
Everything good about it was ruined because it ended with that dreaded separation, just like all of the Christmases of my childhood I can remember.

I am terrified by the statistic that adults who come from divorced families are more likely to divorce than those whose parents remained married. Not surprisingly, both of my parents come from divorced homes. My mom once told me the two greatest hurts in her life are her divorce and her parents’ divorce.

The only time my dad ever spoke to me about the divorce was when he said it was the only regret of his life. It makes sense. He didn’t get to teach us how to drive, walk me down the aisle, and spend most holidays with his kids.

One December 26, my dad picked us up and told us how excited he was to celebrate Christmas with us. I remember feeling sad for my mom, who was standing at the door waving to us as we left. Looking back, I see how much effort my dad put into that day—the only day he came to see us that month—but it fell so flat.

We went to the movies, opened presents, and got to eat at least twice the number of desserts my mom would have allowed. When it was all done, we said goodbye to dad for four weeks. Everything good about it was ruined because it ended with that dreaded separation, just like all of the Christmases of my childhood I can remember.

The Divorce Never Really Ends the Suffering


I once thought the holidays would be easier when I had my own family. I didn’t know that grandparents would have expectations about when they got to see their grandkids. I didn’t know that Christmas would still be shuffling back and forth between my parents’ homes hoping not to upset anyone. I didn’t know that I’d have to explain to my children for many years why I have two sets of parents.

When my children were small, I thought all of the grandparents would like a photo calendar of the children for Christmas. I put together the best pictures from the first three years of their lives. When I flipped through the pages, I realized couldn’t give it to my parents. One of the pictures had my mom and stepdad in it. Another one had my real dad. Everyone would be offended. I kept the calendars, and a day later I bought everyone generic gift cards and a box of chocolates.

That Christmas I gave out lame presents that should have been something so much more personal and delightful, and I had to do it twice because that’s how a divorced family does Christmas. You pretend everything is jolly even though at every gathering some of your family are missing. You establish new traditions and memories that exclude some of the most important people in your life. And no one wants to know that even though you’re fine, you really think it stinks.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Will Marin become a two caste system too?

Will Marin become a two caste system too?


Playgrounds for Elites
The increasingly left-wing politics of leading U.S. cities clashes with the aspirations of middle-class residents.
By Joel Kotkin & Wendell Cox — December 12, 2017

Kill the Mortgage Interest Deduction Now!




The case against the mortgage interest deduction.  I don't have problems with it as long is it is a part of wholesale tax reform- such as the flat tax.  Just eliminating the deduction will give a HUGE tax hike for the average homeowner.  Short of massive tax reform, I think it is foolish to consider changing it.