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Participantperhaps an early failure is good.
Participantin the realm of human affairs, nothing is certain.
no real lawyer ever advises a a client in litigation as to the certainty of any outcome, no matter how apparently certain it is. the craziest things can and do happen. frequently….
Participanti am planning to sell at a regained peak, then go live in a hole in the ground covered by a tarp.
Participantperhaps you can review this monty python sketch with them to discuss how much harder things used to be…and how life was intended to be suffering and pain…
Monty Python’s Flying Circus –
“Four Yorkshiremen”[ from the album Live At Drury Lane, 1974 ]
The Players:
Michael Palin – First Yorkshireman;
Graham Chapman – Second Yorkshireman;
Terry Jones – Third Yorkshireman;
Eric Idle – Fourth Yorkshireman;The Scene:
Four well-dressed men are sitting together at a vacation resort.
‘Farewell to Thee’ is played in the background on Hawaiian guitar.FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, very passable, that, very passable bit of risotto.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
Nothing like a good glass of Château de Chasselas, eh, Josiah?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
You’re right there, Obadiah.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Who’d have thought thirty year ago we’d all be sittin’ here drinking Château de Chasselas, eh?
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o’ tea.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
A cup o’ cold tea.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Without milk or sugar.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Or tea.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In a cracked cup, an’ all.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Because we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, “Money doesn’t buy you happiness, son”.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, ‘e was right.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, ‘e was.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
I was happier then and I had nothin’. We used to live in this tiny old house with great big holes in the roof.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
House! You were lucky to live in a house! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, ‘alf the floor was missing, and we were all ‘uddled together in one corner for fear of falling.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Eh, you were lucky to have a room! We used to have to live in t’ corridor!
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Oh, we used to dream of livin’ in a corridor! Would ha’ been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woke up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House? Huh.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, when I say ‘house’ it was only a hole in the ground covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
We were evicted from our ‘ole in the ground; we ‘ad to go and live in a lake.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky to have a lake! There were a hundred and fifty of us living in t’ shoebox in t’ middle o’ road.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Cardboard box?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t’ mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi’ his belt.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o’clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of ‘ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to ‘ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o’clock at night and lick road clean wit’ tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit’ bread knife.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o’clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
And you try and tell the young people of today that ….. they won’t believe you.
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They won’t!Participantultimately, whatever you do, the little freaks, and every one of us, have to figure it out ourselves.
what is k8 but obedience traning, after all? and sedentary prep?
worry is for parents.
Participanti really want to use theextra money for consumption and fun but i’m so used to being frugal for so long we cannot seem to spend it. even witha kid in college, we save some…we are old…
Participant[quote=scaredyclassic]Failed an English class in hs. Got some B’s here and there. Did not subscribe to the belief that homework was actually mandatory.[/quote]
i have this very vivid memory from 2011 of taking him to sign up for summer school after the failed english class. The line was super long. I ran intoa guy i know and his kid. Inside, i was super embarrassed and felt ashamed. there was no reason to. i felt fine before i saw the guy i knew. and hell, he was there for the same reason i was, to get his kid signed up for summer school cause she failed, too…still, the failure in front of another peer, i felt so embarrassed internally. tried not to let any of that show…
kid wasn’t ashamed one iota. maybe he shouldve been. we just skipped over guilt and shame…and i almost have a ph.d in guilt and shame. i coulda taught him so much…i mean, people with phds in math, their kids mandatorily have to know calculus by 8th grade, right? he should be expert level by now, given my credentials……
if he’d gone to community college, that wouldve been fine too. woulda saved me a bunch of money…he’s so calm and confident…bears no resemblance to me…giant ball of anxiety and guilt and fear…
you know what…out of that giant line of failed students waiting to sign up for summer school…ic an’t swear to this because i wasn’t looking hard..but if memory serves me correct..i cant remember seeing any asians there at all…
Participant[quote=CDMA ENG][quote=FlyerInHi]So why is he going to SDSU instead of a top engineering school?[/quote]
BECAUSE HE IS NOT ASIAN!
Kidding FLU… Kidding…
Just playing with the whole SCA-5 thing…
CE[/quote]
he never got a good dose of tiger parenting. Instead, he got a quasihippie bout of “unschooling” and “freeschooling” during his homeschool days from 2 through 8th grade. i probably should ahve let him know along the way that grades might actually matter at some point. there will probably be backlash of comparable hippie homeschooling among overhelicoptered asian kids in the next generation…
one asian woman is of course not a representtive sample, but a former youngish highly credentialled, superdiligent asian woman i once worked with who i keep up with on facebook had two kids, seems to have kind of dropped out and is just kind of hanging her kids…not sure what’ll happen when they hit school, but she seems from her posts to be a different breed than the stereotyped asian parent with hardcore school prep in the media…
there were whole days my kid spent just reading a book and practicing on his slackline in the yard. i was thinking the other day about this “wind tunnel” i once came home to in i think 2006…justa large window fan on the floor with a blanket pnned ina tube around it….and they’d been reading about windtunnels…and telling meabout it…while we were just lying on the floor underthis fluttering blanket by a fan… “come on pa…get int he wind tunnel…”
it was a beautiful, odd, antiestablishment childhood…but it definitely wasn’t designed for college admission prep…if he hadn’t gotten sucha high sat score, probably be at the community college…and of course he didn’t study for the damn SAT that i can recall…even though i bought hima little princeton review study guide…and i used to work at princeton review in the 80’s when they were just getting going…and i tried to give him some tips..but would he listen? no…and i didnt even really give a damn..although i knew i was wasting my money when i bought the stupid little reveiw book …..
one potential benefit to this admittedly risky school philosophy is that he is definitely not now burnt out on grades. he didnt use any mental energy whatsoever in hs being concerned about grades…but he somehow got the memo from us (and maybe life, and the school, and peers) recently that grades matter and is actually applying some thought in how to get the number to be closer to 4.0 than 3.0. Might even be a tad stressed about it, which is nice to see…he told us recently that he was told the avg GPA at SDSUis close to 2.0(?!) and the level of slacking, partying, and classskipping is fairly high…
what about serious girlfriends?
they also seem concerning…
they seem to take a lot of time and attention….
never seem to have the time to invite me into a wind tunnel anymore…
my brother actualy met his wife when he was 18 and never spllit up…like 30 years ago…weird to think he was my kids age…
Participant[quote=CA renter][quote=UCGal]Turbo tax says my tax rate (fed income) was less than 12%. That’s not terrible. I don’t like paying taxes – but I do like freeways, education, a safety net for those less fortunate, etc.
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[quote=scaredyclassic]my dad was always happy to pay taxes. he said it meant he was making money.[/quote]
Love these two posts!
And for those who are thinking that we must be paying low tax rates, our effective federal tax rate is usually around 16-18%, and our property taxes are over $7,000/year.[/quote]
i remember them doing their taxes together, then running it by larry, their “tax guy”, who was actually an “of counsel” lawyer in a mega ny law firm.
the return was ordinarily way too tiny for his attention, but he was a childhood pal of my dad…my mom was/is so punctilious and honest i’m sure it must have been extremely time consuming for my dad. the odds of her cheating are zero. the odds of her estimating, guessing, or attempting to skew anything in their favor without absolute certainty on fact or law that she is right…also zero…
my dad was a salesman with im sure a fairly complicated return….many hours spent going over tax records, adding and readding…but i never remember him complaining one bit…
Participantthis is another demonstration of why it’s good never to make assumptions about people.
Participant[quote=CA renter][quote=CDMA ENG]The college years are fun and exhausting at the same time…
You start to feel that the sky is the limit as you learn some incrediable concepts…
It is only after years of doing super-tech type work does that engineering degree begin to lose its luster…
The years in engineering school was some of the coolest in your life… You get to sit around with your friends and brainstorm… It was joyful some days… other times it was like having a gun to your head…
Tell him to enjoy every minute of it! Those heady days will never come again.
CE[/quote]
Love the first part, but think your last sentence does not necessarily have to be true. Some people find their calling in life when they’re in their 70s or later![/quote]
i dont have the heart to tell him it’s all downhill from here. and it may not be true. while the trajectory may be generally down, there are gonna be some small rallies along the way to bring in some sucker hope!
ParticipantFailed an English class in hs. Got some B’s here and there. Did not subscribe to the belief that homework was actually mandatory.
ParticipantIs goofy excitement and unrestrained shameless interest really any way to go through life?
ParticipantI believe he was this way at the time of birth.
He stared at me from the heat tray in a calm, strange way.
The others were crying and confused.
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