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Saturday, June 3, 2017

Ignore the right wing fear mongering bullshit.... they are lying bastards

A report that analyzed every minimum-wage hike since 1938 should put a bunch of nonsense ideas to rest


From the fear-mongering headlines marking passage of $15 statutes in New York and California, you would think nobody ever dared raise the minimum wage before.
"Raising minimum wage risky," the Lexington (Kentucky) Herald-Leader tersely warned.
"Raising minimum wage hurts low-skill workers," the Detroit News bluntly declared.
"Even left-leaning economists say it's a gamble," Vox solemnly cautioned.
Nonsense. We have been raising the minimum wage for 78 years, and as a new study clearly reveals, 78 years of minimum-wage hikes have produced zero evidence of the "job-killing" consequences these headline writers want us to fear.
In a first-of-its-kind report, researchers at the National Employment Law Project pore over employment data from every federal increase since the minimum wage was first established, making "simple before-and-after comparisons of job-growth trends 12 months after each minimum-wage increase."
The results were clear. Of the nearly two dozen federal minimum-wage hikes since 1938, total year-over-year employment actually increased 68% of the time.
In those industries most affected by the minimum wage, employment increases were even more common: 73% of the time in the retail sector, 82% in low-wage leisure and hospitality.
"These basic economic indicators show no correlation between federal minimum-wage increases and lower employment levels," the authors write.

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Explain the word 'Aplomb'

The British have such a command of decorum and aplomb to which we can only aspire.
This message is for my friends who appreciate the finer points of the English language used correctly. 
 
His Lordship was in the study when the butler approached and coughed discreetly.

"May I ask you a question, My Lord?" 

"Go ahead, Carson ," said His Lordship. 

"I am doing the crossword in The Times and found a word the exact meaning of which I am not too certain." 
 

"What word is that?" asked His Lordship. 
 

"Aplomb," My Lord. 
 

"Now that's a difficult one to explain. I would say it is self-assurance or complete composure." 
 

"Thank you, My Lord, but I'm still a little confused about it." 
 

"Let me give you an example to make it clearer. Do you remember a few months ago when the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge arrived to spend a weekend with us?"

"I remember the occasion very well, My Lord. It gave the staff and myself much pleasure to look after them." 
 

"Also," continued the Earl of Grantham, "do you remember when Wills plucked a rose for Kate in the rose garden?" 
 

"I was present on that occasion, My Lord, ministering to their needs.
 

"While Will was plucking the rose, a thorn embedded itself in his thumb very deeply."
 

"I witnessed the incident, My Lord, and saw the Duchess herself remove the thorn and bandage his thumb with her own dainty handkerchief."
 

"That evening the hole the rose made in his thumb was very sore. Kate had to cut his venison for him, even though it was extremely tender." 
 

"Yes, My Lord, I did see everything that transpired that evening."
 

"And do you remember the next morning while you were pouring coffee for Her Ladyship, Kate inquired of Will in a loud voice, 
“Darling, does your prick still throb?” and you, Carson, did not spill one drop of coffee? 
 That, Carson is aplomb.”

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Great Italian Commercial

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The Farmer

A farmer was sitting on his porch one day when a young man drove in and came up to the porch. "Sir, I was driving by and noticed you had a lot of milk weed in your pasture.  Would you mind if I went out and got some milk?"
"You don't get milk from milk weed!" the farmer replied.
"Oh yes," said the young man. "I have a degree in Agriculture from the University of Saskatchewan so I know all about it."
"Well, help yourself," said the farmer.  He soon saw the young man coming back to his car with two buckets full of milk.  The next day the farmer was again sitting on his porch when the same young man drove up.
"Sir, yesterday when I was getting milk, I noticed you had some honeysuckle in the fence row.  I wondered if you would mind if I got some honey?"
"You don't get honey from honeysuckle!" said the farmer.  Again, the young man explained about his degree so the farmer agreed to let him collect some honey.  Soon the young man came back to his car with two buckets full of honey.
The next day the same young man drove up to the farmer's house.  "Sir, yesterday when I was getting the honey, I noticed you had some pussy willow down by the creek."

The farmer said, "Let me get my shoes and I'll go with you."  

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Friday, June 2, 2017

Friday's Ride - BUICK RIVIERA SUPER SEDAN 1958 CALIFORNIA

Follow the money

Azeri billionaire Mübariz Mansimov in 2008 secretly buying a $25 million oil tanker gifted to Recep Tayyip Erdogan.

Mansimov became a Turkish citizen two years earlier and adopted a Turkish name, Mübariz Gurbanoglu, allegedly at Erdogan’s suggestion. After the deal was struck, his business dealings in Turkey took off, including lucrative contracts with state firms.

"Mansimov is also “a friend” of Donald Trump and attended his presidential inauguration. “When the 39 floors of residential and office block Trump Towers opened in Istanbul in 2009, Mansimov was the first customer — buying eight apartments, including the penthouse,” according to the Black Sea."


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Female Medical Exam--

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A Doctor Patient Conundrum

well respected doctor had sex with one of his female patients and
felt guilty all day long. No matter how much he tried to forget about it, he just couldn't.
The guilt and sense of betrayal of his patient was overwhelming.

But every once in a while he'd hear an internal, reassuring voice in
his head that said: "Don't worry about it. You aren't the first
medical practitioner to have sex with one of his patients and you won't be the last. And you're single. Just let it go."

But, invariably, another voice in his head would bring him back toreality, whispering:
"You're a veterinarian, you sick bastard."

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