Jul
30
2008

Old math

As someone who grew up relatively poor – we always had enough to eat but I got told no more frequently than yes when I asked “can you buy me…?”, often wore hand-me-down clothes from families who were friends with my grandmother, and sometimes my mother “made ends meet” by accidentally putting the gas company check in the electric company envelope and vice-versa – I was taught the value of money early on.

  • Save your money for a rainy day; you never know when the car might breakdown.
  • Be sure if you’re buying yourself a treat that you’ve got enough saved to cover that rainy day, and make sure you really want what you’re buying; it’s going to take you a while to save up enough to buy something else.
  • Money is more fun to spend it big chunks; save to buy something you really want instead of wasting your cash on small, impulse purchases.

There’s a common thread here: Don’t spend more than you earn. Pay for necessities first, save something, no matter how little, in case something you hadn’t planned on comes up. Purchase consciously and in cash so that by the time you do get around to plunking down your money you’re absolutely sure that what you’re buying is something you really want. Pretty simple, right?

So why is it so many Americans can’t seem to grasp these basic concepts?

It seems a bit self-righteous to be writing this as someone who paid off her house and who is about to pay off her 60-month car loan in 30 months, but I’ve been watching the news coverage of the sub-prime meltdown and trying to learn more about the banking system and something in all the coverage smells funny to me. That something is typified by this headline from Alternet’s daily headlines mailing:

Debt Victims Resorting to Suicide

Debt victims? So even though I’m on track to work upwards of 60 hours this week I bit and followed the link to the article which begins:

Suicide Spreads as One Solution to the Debt Crisis

In a culture where credit rating is the key measure of self-worth, the increasing response to huge debts is “Just shoot me!”

A few days before Congress passed its Housing Bill, Carlene Balderrama of Taunton MA found her own solution to the housing crisis. Just a little over two hours in advance of the time her mortgage company, PHH Mortgage Corporation — may its name live in infamy — was to auction off her home, Balderrama killed herself with her husband’s rifle.

This is not the kind of response to hard times that James Grant had in mind when he wrote his July 19 Wall Street Journal essay entitled “Why No Outrage?” “One might infer from the lack of popular anger,” the famed Wall Street contrarian wrote, “that the credit crisis was God’s fault rather than the doing of the bankers and the rating agencies and the government’s snoozing watchdogs.” For contrast, he cites the spirited response to the depression of the 1890s, when lawyer/agitator Mary Lease stirred crowds with the message that “We want the accursed foreclosure system wiped out …. We will stand by our homes and stay by our firesides by force if necessary”

Now, I get that a lot of things have changed since the ’70s when I was a kid. Gas is a whole lot more expensive for one thing. Thirty years ago my Mom could coast into a gas station in her eight-cylinder station wagon, ask the attendant for $2 worth of gas, and roll out with nearly half a tank. Food was a lot less expensive, I surmise, though truthfully I didn’t pay much attention to prices. I was just happy with my weekly treat of a can of SpaghettiOs.

Even though I am pretty solidly middle class, I can truly sympathize with folks who have difficulty making the rent, finding money to pay off health care bills, and end up having to put the credit card down for things like groceries. You do what you have to in order to survive. Sometimes the choices you make aren’t the smartest ones in the long term but are the ones that will ease the acute pain of the now the fastest. But there has to be some personal responsibility.

Barbara Ehrenreich’s article on Alternet, the article she quotes from The Wall Street Journal, and to a lesser extent James Scurlock’s excellent book Maxed Out: Hard Times in the Age of Easy Credit rightly blame the financial institutions that are the heartbeat of the American economy. Were it not for the greed of corporate entities, their desire for easy credit for themselves and high return on investment on the money they lent consumers, and the lack of oversight, indeed the coddling of these same businesses, by the government to the detriment of the electorate we would not be in the financial mess that we are in today. After all, if you don’t offer the products to someone they can not buy them. Yet, someone had to buy them.

Someone had to accept credit cards that offered limits that were way beyond their income capacity to pay off; someone had to sit down and sign mortgage papers that offered them introductory payments that anyone with third grade level math skills could see were way more than they could afford each month even before the intensely confusing adjustable rate and equity structure that was going to kick in after the first 6 months.

What surprises me about the mainstream media coverage of the financial meltdown we’re going through is not that the media are placing blame on the financial giants and the government but more that there is zero blame being placed on the debtor. When did we go from being a Puritanical country that prized image above all else – after all, even if your place in heaven or hell is already predestined you must act righteous so that everyone thinks you’re going to heaven – to one in which even though we manifestly contributed to our own misery we are in no way responsible for the state in which we find ourselves?

The credit card companies charge usurious interest rates, they raise those rates with no rhyme or reason and virtually no notice. Banks charge outrageous rates to allow you access to your own money (the average ATM transaction costs the bank between $0.04 and $0.06 cents yet they charge you a $3 fee; thank Ronald Reagan and his deregulation for that one). Mortgage brokers failed to explain balloon payments and interest-only loans and adjustable rates and sometimes even intimidated people into signing documents that they knew would be defaulted on. There is little incentive for someone who isn’t already rich to save or invest since, like buying, saving and investing are most rewarding in big chunks and lately interest rates only become attractive starting at the $10,000 mark. All of these things are true.

But victim implies that you are suffering the consequences of the actions of another that you had no hand in. Doesn’t acting on the desire to have more than you can pay for make you complicit in your own financial misery? And shouldn’t there be consequences for actions?

It feels shitty to ask questions like that when people are killing themselves to get their families out of debt but the reality is that because those questions aren’t getting asked, because no attention is being paid to the other parts of the solution – frugality, education, and temperance – to our financial problems even if some genius superstar economist finds a way to reform the banking system, make the credit card companies rein in their greed, and rectify how investment banks rate securities so that those ratings are based on their actual value not their potential value we will be right back where we started very soon, wondering where we’re going to sleep as the U.S. marshals watch the repo company cart our big screen TV out the door of the house we’ve just been evicted from because we couldn’t make the payments.

Jul
22
2008

Work+Time+Hands+Money = Goal!

Project management isn’t rocket science. Hell, rocket science isn’t rocket science really but I digress.

Managing any project successfully takes a unique combination of skill at prioritizing, interpersonal politics, record keeping, and the ability to understand that there are five basic elements to any project whether it’s mowing the lawn or invading a country. Those five basic elements are:

The goal: What are you trying to achieve? Figure that out first and you’re about 40% of the way there. Is the goal just to get the grass cut so you don’t get a ticket from the city or is it to have a yard manicured to the point where photographers from Better Homes & Gardens are having orgasms over your lawn? What the goal is helps determine the complexity and flexibility of…

The tasks involved (aka: the workload): What actually has to be done to achieve the goal? Hacking away with any old lawn mower is something your average, still hung over 15 year-old can do. Making a show garden worthy of Hampton Court Palace takes a different level of skill which brings us to…

The personnel (aka: human resources): Who is actually going to be doing these tasks? Do you have enough people in your house to get the jobs done? Do they have the right skills? Do they have the right equipment? If you don’t have what you need in terms of actual people or you have the people but they don’t have the right skills or equipment you may have to consider…

The money (aka: the budget): How much do you have to spend? Can you afford a new lawn mower? New clippers? Plants? The fancy mulch? Getting extra people to do the tasks or getting those people skills or equipment takes money. And all of these things have to be considered in light of…

The timeline (aka: the deadline): When do you want to have the goal achieved? More to the point, how long do you have to achieve the goal? What you’re trying to achieve (the goal) has to be evaluated against the time in which you have to achieve it.

The timeline is a special element unlike the others. See, time is a finite resource. You can not stop the clock no matter how much you wish you could. You can not stretch your 24 hour day into 30 hours no matter how many cans of Jolt Cola you drink. And up until a certain tipping point in each project you don’t have to worry about the clock: if the tasks increase you can add more personnel if you have them by shifting existing responsibilities or by spending money to either permanently or temporarily add personnel. But once you reach that tipping point in the timeline unless you either decrease the tasks involved or exponentially increase the number of people doing those tasks it is impossible to meet the deadline.

Where prioritizing comes in is in determining what is most important. In cases where keeping the budget low is the priority the key is often to find out if the deadline is flexible; lack of money to add human resources to do the tasks necessitates a decrease in workload or a lengthening of timeline. In cases where the timeline is inflexible and you don’t have any money to add more personnel the only option is to decrease the workload. Where decreasing the workload would compromise achieving the goal at all and the timeline is not flexible your only choice is to spend money to add more hands to the project.

Pretty simple, right? Balance the amount and complexity of work against the number of people you have to do the work and the financial resources you have to see if you can achieve the goal by the time you want to be finished after you’ve figured out what the priority element is that will be constant or inflexible: money, time, or workload.

So why is it that senior managers always fail to understand that you can not increase workload without adding personnel and still maintain your timeline?

When I figure that one out it will probably be time for me to go to the little project manager’s room in the sky. Until then, though, I need to find a way to explain to all of my various bosses that they’ve only got one monkey and they only pay that monkey enough banannas to cover 8 hours a day. Being a trash collector is looking better and better every day.

Jul
18
2008

While suicide might be painless, beauty most certainly is not

The standard of beauty prevailing in America for the past 60 or so years dictates that women’s bodies be completely hairless except for their heads and pubic areas, and even that has changed with the importation of hot waxing and the rise in popularity of the Brazilian [NSFW]. I find this fascinating given the ancestral breakdown in the United States in 2000 (pdf) and the hirsuteness of the various populations.

Despite Hitler’s protest to the contrary, Germany isn’t a country made up of blue-eyed blondes. Like most of the rest of the world, brunette dominates. It dominates through eight of the top ten most prevalent self-selected ancestries turned in during the 2000 census. Not being an evolutionary biologist I have no idea why dark hair dominates but simple observation proves that it is. And dark hair has a much greater chance of being thick, coarse, and persistent.

So because of this standard of beauty that requires women, and in the last decade increasingly men though I’ve little sympathy for the whining that has resulted from the pomo-metrosexual-gayification of male beauty standards – Eating disorders and the use of steroids are on the rise among men because there’s pressure for them to conform to an unrealistic body standard? Boo fucking hoo, guys. Welcome to the 21st century. You’ve got about 150 years of catching up to do; we’re going to start with the whale-bone jockstrap. – we spend a ton of money and go through enormous pain to alter our bodies.

Beauty is subjective. It’s also about 98% false. What society deems as beautiful involves hours of artifice and the assistance of dozens of expensive products (look, more stuff to buy!) just to sell a product – yourself – that doesn’t exist in nature. And unlike other products which don’t change their nature when you remove the packaging, you’re trying to alter something that is fundamentally prone to sliding toward its neutral, natural state.

What does it say about us as a species, then, that we’re willing to spend money on procedures that we know are painful and temporary to achieve an end – the acceptance of the product – that is based on artifice? All I have to say is that when a beauty procedure as a matter of course involves the application of antibiotic ointment it’s probably not something you should be doing. It’s certainly not something I’m ever going to do again.

Jul
10
2008

Personally, I’m rooting for the bulls

From the BBC Day In Pictures:

Jul
09
2008

Suddenly, my arms are too short

Given that I can see 40 rushing toward me at great speed, I’m not surprised that my arms are finally getting to short.

I abuse my eyes by staring at a computer screen 8, 10, sometimes 12 hours a day, often not in the best light, and I further abuse them by reading rather a lot also not in the best light (Hey, Metro, buy some 60 watt bulbs for christ’s sake!).

What’s odd is that the idea of needing reading glasses doesn’t bother me as much as makes me wonder how I’m going to cope with the inconvenience. Perhaps it’s because I started wearing glasses when I was in college. Perhaps it’s because deep down I think they’ll enhance my sexy factor (what, chicks in glasses are hotter than average…usually).

Or perhaps, like the gray streak I have in the front it’s yet one more sign that I have survived thus far which is an achievement itself.

Jul
06
2008

Oh, the humanity! Or, how to use language as a blunt instrument.

Though it could be argued otherwise, a case can be made for dubbing language humanity’s greatest achievement. True, the destructive power of the atom bomb is impressive, and the capacity to move about over great distances that the internal combustion engine provides is stunning in its affect on the sharing of knowledge, culture, and the mixing of the human genome. But language surpasses them both, and just about everything else, really, in both its mutability and its capacity to affect human decision making processes. What something means is, after all, the basis for all human decision making and with its power to clarify or obscure language becomes the key thing in all interactions.

Because language is such a powerful tool, I’m always troubled by linguistic dissembling. True, people use language in a variety of ways, and while there can be denotative and connotative definitions of words what troubles me most about linguistic dissembling is that the bulk of it passes unnoticed.

It should be said at this point that linguistic dissembling is distinct from lying. Lying is conveying one meaning when you know the opposite to be true. Linguistic dissembling is the concealing or diminishment of meaning through the imprecise use of words. Yes, I just made that up but it’s helpful to know what basis I’m working from here.

Take, for example, the potato salad we had with Saturday’s bar-b-que. Quite good, really; potatoes, carrots, celery, a little green pepper, mayo, and a little bit of mustard. Store bought potato salad the container for which was printed with the phrase “Quality Deli Salads from Giant,” Giant being the name of the grocery store chain. If you look in the Oxford English Dictionary (I used the U.S. edition), you’ll find the following definition:

quality

  • noun (pl. qualities) 1 the degree of excellence of something as measured against other similar things. 2 general excellence. 3 a distinctive attribute or characteristic. 4 archaic high social standing.

– ORIGIN Latin qualitas, from qualis ‘of what kind, of such a kind’.

Now, it may seem like pedantry of the highest order to object to the way the word quality has been used in describing the potato salad, but bear with me for a moment.

In the way it has been used, quality has been transformed into an adjective; it describes “deli salads” which is clearly the subject of the sentence (and yes, it is a sentence). And connotatively, this use of quality as an adjective works: it implies that the deli salads from Giant will have general excellence when compared to deli salads from other providers. But linguistically, it’s dissembling.

The structure of the sentence, forcing a noun to stretch to denotatively do an adjective’s job, is a prime example of advertising speak. You’ve seen it. Short sentences that require you to fill in your knowledge of the brand or get you thinking about a product causing your memory to form a connection between that product and that slogan or bit of text so that the next time you’re in a store looking for a pair of shoes or searching for an alternative to the $9 bottle of wine you aren’t entirely sure won’t offend your host you will make that unconscious connection and go look for that pair of Nike shoes or that six pack of Mike’s Hard Lemonade.

Very often advertising speak isn’t even really sentences. It’s phrases, clauses, words strung together to take up the shortest amount of space on a poster and capitalize on the fact that the human brain takes in color, shape, and text in that order when perceiving something visually. Advertising speak doesn’t really use the meaning of language to convey information but instead uses that meaning to make an association between a concept and a product, in short it builds a brand. Think about it for a second: if you’ve had any exposure to advertising at all in the past five years you probably have conceptual associations for each of the following brands:

  • Nike
  • Apple
  • FedEx
  • Coca Cola
  • Dell
  • Ikea
  • McDonald’s
  • Disney

Each one of those names brings up a feeling or lifestyle association. For example:

  • Nike: Active, aggressive, individualistic
  • Apple: Hip, cool, young, technologically advanced
  • Dell: Reliable, affordable

and on, and on, and on. And while ad-speak is possibly the most deliberate example of linguistic dissembling, it’s really pretty harmless.

You have the capacity to resist the messages pushed on you by advertising. You can, for example, find out more about Nike’s practice of using sweatshop labor, or you could read about how Apple’s vertical management structure encourages an atmosphere of stomach-cramp inducing pressure among its workers, or you could just read Fast Food Nation and never eat at McDonald’s again (no, really, read it).

What advertising speak doesn’t do that other, more harmful linguistic dissembling does is narrow the connotative meaning of words to the point that they are no longer accurate in or are in direct conflict with their denotative definitions.

In its explanation of denotative and connotative definitions, the OED states:

…whereas denote refers to the literal, primary meaning of something, connote refers to other characteristics suggested or implied by that thing. Thus, one might say that a word like mother denotes ‘a woman who is a parent’ but connotes qualities such as protection and affection.

It is true that not all mothers provide affection and protection, many mothers do. Your connotative experience of mother may be neglectful, abusive, and irresponsible while mine may be loving, supportive, and reliable. The mere use of the word mother does not change its denotative definition (though one could argue that there’s a bit of linguistic dissembling happening by defining mother as “a woman who is a parent” as “parent” is one of those words that has different connotative meanings).

One vivid example of linguistic dissembling of the harmful type, and the example that was the catalyst for this essay, comes from a Washington Post Magazine article “Night and Day” which detailed how a woman named Jody Arlington formed both an identity and a life for herself after her older brother beat their parents and younger sister to death with a baseball bat in April 1984 when Jody was just 16 years-old.

The reporter, Laura Wexler, quotes of Arlington’s search for ways to cope with her grief and her guilt:

She [Arlington] immersed herself in the works of Primo Levi, Bruno Bettelheim and Elie Wiesel. “I was trying to understand the human psyche in extreme situations,” she says. “I saw that, given the right environment, we are all capable of terrible acts, but also great acts of courage and humanity.”

Now, I freely admit that this woman is speaking about her direct personal experience, and about an experience that had a significant effect in her life. Indeed, like any major trauma, it changed her life in ways so fundamental it’s virtually impossible to grasp its vastness. But let’s pick apart her statement for a second, “I saw that, given the right environment, we are all capable of terrible acts, but also great acts of courage and humanity.”

The linguistic dissembling occurs in the use of the word humanity as contrasted with “terrible acts.” Using humanity in this way implies that only characteristics dubbed as good – courage as specified by Arlington and by implication other qualities of the same ilk like kindness, compassion, and empathy – are human.

Are not those terrible acts committed by human beings? Is not the capacity to commit such terrible acts – death by beating, rape, genocide, other-species extinction – also a facet of humanity?

Why this type of linguistic dissembling, this narrowing of word connotation, is so dangerous is simply because it leads people to false conclusions. Human beings are capable of great acts of kindness, bravery, and charity but to ignore that we are also capable of great horrors perpetrated against ourselves and against the other inhabitants of the planet (by the way, the AP reported a couple of days ago that a major study shows that orangutans could be extinct as soon as 2011 all because palm oil is used in a multitude of snack and processed foods but also, largely, because it’s considered a viable ingredient in the biodiesel market) is to ignore a complete perception of humanity. Making judgments, then, based on this limited perception – i.e. that human equals only good qualities – is folly at its very best and potentially deadly at its worst.

The only way to combat this type of linguistic dissembling is to engage the brain, to ask why or what does that really mean when someone says something, to pull off the layers of assumption and, effectively, look behind the linguistic curtain.

You won’t be sorry you did…or maybe you will…but that’s another essay.

Jul
04
2008

It’s not easy being light-green*

Let me admit right up front: My day-job is working for a non-profit environmental group. And yes, this is my second stint with a bunch of treehuggers (albeit a different bunch than last time). There are certain advantages to working progressive non-profit. Though salary isn’t one of them.

  • You get to smile in your shorts, sandals, and t-shirt as you walk by all the people forced to wear business dress on days when it’s 80+degF at 8am and it’s only going to get hotter.

  • You can get up and leave your office for two hours in the middle of the day and everyone will assume you’re “at a meeting.” (Though there are a couple of people at my office who abuse the hell out of this.)

  • At most non-profits they recognize that they pay shit so you get more time off than most places (sadly, my current employer isn’t one of those which is probably why I won’t stay more than 5 years).

  • Theoretically, as long as the place where you work hasn’t turned into a scam – so…the March of Dimes was all about collecting money to find either a cure or a vaccine for polio which it helped do and then promptly turned around and found another cause, in this case the exceedingly generic “…to improve the health of babies by preventing birth defects, premature birth, and infant mortality”, with which to justify its continued existence thereby becoming the first non-profit to fulfill the life cycle constantly quoted to me by my friend Jim (“Most non-profits start out as a cause, become a movement, and then eventually turn into a scam.”) – you’re actually getting to do some good when you go to work and, perhaps, learn about something that interests you.

These days I spend a lot of my work time forwarding e-mails from our supporters to our policy people. The quality, tone, and demand of most of them is the same: connect your stated mission to why you’re asking me to do something about global warming.

And with all this talk about carbon footprints and reducing C02 emissions, and why the hell Al Gore won both an Oscar and a Nobel Peace Prize for what was essentially a glorified Powerpoint® presentation, I’ve been thinking about how to make less of a negative impact on the planet with my daily life.

Though I live in what is probably one of the top 6 most public transportation friendly cities in the country (New York, San Francisco, Chicago, Seattle, Philadelphia being the other five), I can’t quite bring myself to follow Jim’s example and go all pedal power for my commute. For one thing, I hate the cold; for another, well, let’s just say that the neighborhood between me and work is not exactly friendly.

So, I own a three year-old car that has less than 4,000 miles on it, a fact that routinely astonishes the boys at the dealership when I take it in to be serviced, and when I go to work or I want to go out for dinner yes, I hop on the subway to go across town instead of driving.

It helps, too, that I’m a windows-open kind of person. As I write this it’s probably 80 degrees and about 70% humidity (if not more), which is pretty typical for a DC summer. Yet, all told last year I think we used the big air conditioner on the first floor of our house so few times that you wouldn’t even have to use a second hand to count the number.

Oh, and did I mention we have the ultimate in zoned cooling in our house? Yes, window air conditioning units. While they may not be as environmentally friendly as newer, whole house units, some part of me is convinced that I’m doing less damage cooling just the space that needs to be cooled (melted hard drives not so conducive to productivity) than cooling my whole, unoccupied house while I’m at work.

Let’s talk about energy efficiency for a minute. One of the major things proposed by Al Gore’s new We Can Solve It group is choosing energy efficient appliances. OK…I’m cool with that, but what do I do with my perfectly good, older, non-energy efficient appliances? Since there is no “away” when you throw something away (more on this later in the week), what kind of impact am I having by discarding perfectly good appliances in favor of ones that will use less energy? Both my brain and my gut tell me a negative one.

Then there’s the great light bulb debate. Sure, compact florescent bulbs use less energy than regular incandescent light bulbs but they require more energy to manufacture and they contain mercury which toxic beyond belief. In fact, the Department of Public Works in DC recommends that you save them up in a separate container for disposal and take them to the bi-annual hazardous waste disposal days. Plus, the damn things can’t be used in any closed light fixture.

Am I supposed to go out and buy all new light fixtures (consuming more resources in a situation where it isn’t absolutely vital to do so because my existing fixtures work just fine) to accommodate these new bulbs? That sounds like a really bad idea to me.

What about the food question? You can’t stop eating. You can eat with less of an impact though. Trying to be a locavore is fine, well, and good, particularly if you live in a place that hasn’t been targeted by the CDC as producing salmonella laden produce, but ponder this for a minute: unless you live in Africa, Central America, or Hawaii if you really want to be a committed locavore you have to give up coffee. Yes, that’s right, out the window goes your morning jolt, your cup of joe, your blessed caffeine fix. And don’t look at tea either as most of that comes from Asia so that’s out too.

So while I’m perfectly happy to eat mostly vegetarian by reduce my animal-protein consumption, and to buy humanely raised animal-protein when I do eat it, I’m not giving up bread (live pretty much anywhere on the coasts? to be a true locavore you’re giving up bread too ’cause wheat grows in that big, currently flooded middle section of the country), or tea, or coffee.

Recycling has gotten to be such a big issue at my house that we now have two recycle bins out in the alley. I find it mildly ironic that our trash cans are still 2/3 again as big as our recycle bins but I digress. Yes, we still get the daily newspaper, which we’re thinking about giving up since we can get comics online in a very eco-friendly manner, but we’ve started recycling a lot more white paper and reducing the number of magazines we get that we just never get time to read. Steel cans, long the bane of the home recycler’s existence (what do you mean I need to wash it out before I put it in the recycle bin?) are now rinsed with a minimum of water and sent out to the blue Herbie Jr.

I’ve been carrying cloth bags to the grocery store for close to five years so those ubiquitous plastic bags have (mostly) been banished by now. We’ve reduced the amount of plastic we recycle by cutting out soda, a good move for both the Earth and the body, and we’re even thinking about composting to cut our waste stream further (after all, tomatoes you grow in your own yard are less likely to be tainted with salmonella producing shit than ones that have been trucked in from some place else).

And finally comes the least logical and most sour part of my calculations when it comes to greening my own life: I know that as a single individual I can not make one fucking iota of difference in stopping climate change or reducing the size of the Great Pacific Garbage Patch (or watch on YouTube or on VBS.TV which is much more interesting) when all of those other motherfuckers out there are still driving around in their Ford Expeditions (14 mpg combined for the 2006 model), running their air conditioners down to 60degF, buying tons of plastic crap like there’s no tomorrow, and, lest I forget the most environmentally unfriendly thing you can possibly do, breeding like fucking rabbits.

Why should I do more than I already am – reducing my waste stream, driving less, eating more environmentally friendly – why should I make myself completely miserable (yes, I like the occasional cup of coffee) or make choices that make little economic or environmental sense (no, I’m not replacing my refrigerator until it dies; then I’ll by an Energy Star rated model) so that the bulk of my fellow citizens can keep their blinders on and live life as if what they do has no effect no only on their fellow humans but on the other hapless inhabitants of the Earth?

Because I work with a bunch of tree huggers there is a lot of pressure to be greener than I am. Could I do more? Sure. As much as I love a gadget I’m thinking about skipping the consumption piece of doing my electricity assessment and just getting some more power strips to turn off the things I don’t really need when I’m not using them. I’m already unplugging my cell phone charger and the iPod dock so why does the stereo need to be drawing power when it’s not on?

So, right now I’m going to stay light-green making my incremental but not drastic changes in the hopes of making a difference, or at least not more damage than I absolutely have to. It’s the only thing that makes sense on balance.

* With apologies to Kermit The Frog