Just a thought ….

So, if you think our government leaders are not trying to push us to a socialist or communist regime, think about the constant desire to push the minimum wage upwards?

The federal minimum wage in 1990 was: $3.80. This was the hourly wage I got when I was hired at my first job. It was a film developing business called Moto Photo. I was happy to get it. We were promised a .25 cent raise in 6 months if we did well and possible .25 cent raise each year after that. We also got a $4.95 commission by selling club memberships that were $24.95. I was able to buy a car in high school working this wage.

I moved to Colorado in 1994, and got a job at Kmart making $7.50. I was making only $4.55 back home. I thought wow, I’m going to be rich! Yet, apartments were $400 a month where they were only $275 back home. So each city and state did have higher wages even though the federal min wage was only $4.25. Business would hire at a higher rate to get better people. And depending on the skill and job, hourly wage was determined by what one needed to do. Why did I get $7.50 because I was going to work in the photo processing area and I had 4 years of experience. I got .50 cents more an hour for that skill set over a standard cashier.

By the time I was in management at the Kmart Corporation I was still only making about $12 an hour. Fast forward about 30 years and the federal minimum wage is still only $7.25. Yet Colorado’s min wage is $14.42; Denver is $18.29. So local min wage overrides the Federal. Some would say this is just to fight the higher cost of living. Ok, sure. But what does that do to the economies of the region or does to inflation. Do you think bread and milk costs the same in Denver as it does say in Wichita Kansas?

As I was driving by the local McDonalds, I saw the “Hiring” sign. The starting wage is $18.29 to $21.89. And the the job just requires one to stuff fries in a bag or take orders at the take out window. Now, my wife is a teacher at a public school for kindergarteners. She makes $21.89. She teaches the next generation of children to write, count and behave in a class room environment. Yet, this is the same wage you can earn just working at a burger joint. I remember when that was not the norm.

I think when a low-education-easy-skill job pays the same as a higher-skill-education job, that feels like communism. Everyone gets the same wage– no matter the job.

Perhaps I’m just exaggerating or being a conspiracy theorist. Yet, if there is no motivation to become a high skill or high education job over those of a ditch digger or trash man, then what do you think that does to the work force? Just a thought….

Jumping off Cliffs….

Let me get a bit personal. I don’t do it for your sympathy or compassion. Just something that I’ve thought a lot about the last few years — maybe a decade.

There was an old episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation that always perplexed me. The episode I’m referring to is: Homeward. It’s a season seven episode where Worf and his adopted brother lead a band of people from a primitive civilization on a simulated journey in the holodeck so they can transplant them on a new planet without them knowing. Yeah, has violation of the Prime Directive all over it. Yet, it’s a very interesting episode for several reasons.

One, it intrigues me how a story universe can introduce a brother to a character after nearly 7 years. And it techncially doesn’t hurt the cannon simple because the excuse could be, “well, no one ever asked if I had a brother.” Or something like that. Yet, in this situation we accept it. And on top of it, Worf and his brother, Nikolai, did not have a good relationship. Possibly why Worf never mentioned him before (except for one line of dialog in season one to another Klingon). The crew of the Enterprise seemed to be surprised by the revolution of Worf’s step-brother. But I digress.

Second, the story proposes a theme of societal change. The culture that Worf and his brother are trying to save have had a very ritual way of life for many many generations. Now they must learn to adapt and go to a new place, find new food, find new shelter and adapt as a civilization. We experience this yet in micro-changes. This alien race is facing it as a macro-change. This is even more evident when one of the members of the primiatve culture sees and discovers the world around him isn’t what he thought it was. He accidentally escapes the Holodeck to discover he’s actually flying in a starship through the vast galaxy. He doesn’t understand how its possible. Is the crew of the Enterprise gods? Or something else? Picard and the crew explain that they just have more advanced science and technology and they are no different than him.

And lastly, because it tackles the question of how does one accept the life altering information. How do you continue living when you know something that is so different than what you were accustomed to? Can you live with that information? Or do you not do so? [spoilers] Because in the episode the character decides to commit suicide than continue living with the experience. He was the tribe’s historian, scribe and teacher. He was proud of thier laws, their morals, their culture, their way of life. Now, someone has told him there’s so much more! And perhaps what he cherished is too different than what it seems everyone now accepts or wants.

See, when I was a kid/teen watching that episode, I was like that was a stupid decision. Why would you kill yourself? Why not just adapt? Embrace the optimistic idea that in the future your culture will possibly develop starships too and fly around the galaxy. Nothing is stopping you for living and going about your life. But that’s not how he saw it. I’ve always said that dying isn’t a solution to change. No matter what, one can work through it — and adapt. Nothing could be so bad, to find yourself saying you had no way out. (Did Jack say that in Titanic?). Until, recently.

Perhaps growing older has made me cynical, sarcastic and a bore. I’ve had the realization that I now understand my parents and grandparents before me. When I was growing up, they were grouchy all the time. They disliked technology. They hated prices going up. They disliked change. And they seemed annoyed at the younger generation. As that younger generation, I criticized them for being closed minded. Moving forward was a good thing. Not a bad one. Yet, now I feel I’m the closed minded one. All the things my parents taught me — to make me a good person — seem irrelevant. Say no to drugs! (Well, society says “these” are okay now), Don’t be promiscuous! It leads to disease and misfortune. (Well, society says no go for it! use this stimulant to go longer and just use condoms) Majority rules. (Well, society says not really. We need to insure the minority is the favored one, all others can suck it!) Remember your parents saying, “if everyone was jumping off a cliff, would you do it too?! I think you see where I’m going.

So I feel out of place sometimes. A lot sometimes. I’ve become the one to fear change. I think about the past all the time. Those were better times. Yet, I do like my iPhone. I think I discovered anxiety. But I have a loving family, great friends and I can always value who I am. Society doesn’t rule me (I can resist the peer pressure!) The one thing I truly thank my parents for: teaching me tolerance….