Sunday, July 20, 2014


Your whole life passes in front of your eyes before you die. 
This is called living. 

                                                          Author Terry Pratchett

Friday, July 18, 2014

You DON'T Want Black Beans With That

Uh-oh, our very own SLOTown Chipotle restaurant's hit the news.  Colin Rigley ran an excellent story in yesterday's New Times that's an eye-roller  (

According to Janeka Samuels, who was a manager at our very own Chipotle, her boss, Ben DeBilzan, the regional manager of Chipotle's Central Coast locations, made totally inappropriate racist remarks, among other actions that can best be described as  reeeeely, reeeeely BAD management practices. (Accusations by other workers of working without breaks, working off clock, failure to pay overtime, failure to provide breaks and meal periods, failure to pay wages in a timely manner, etc. etc. etc.) . 

The upshot is that Ms. Samuels was fired and has now filed two lawsuits, one of them a class action suit. No surprise there.  But here's where the eye-rolling comes in.  There's this: "Chipotle Denver-based attorney Charles Cavanaugh entered a general denial in response to the claims in Samuels' lawsuit.  Among the company's defenses, Cavanaugh wrote that Samuels failed to exhaust Chipotle's internal complaint-resoution procedures and failed to exhaust applicable administrative remedies.  He didn't respond to a call for comment."

". . . failed to exhaust . . ."

Eye roll time.  Really, Chipotle?  In this day and age? Has "corporate" STILL not learned that  it's not the complaints/accusations themselves that get you in the end, but the silence and stonewalling and ignoring of the complaints that will end up costing your company a bundle.  And finding yourself on the sharp pointed end of a lawsuit is the worst, most costly way of finding out you've got a management problem.

And in this case, Chipotle's now got The Shredder on  the warpath, calling for a boycott and reprinting manager Ben DeBilzan's blog postings that, at best, could be called highly questionable, at worst, comments that surely will come to haunt him in a court of law.  A blog, need I point out, that should have been monitored by "corporate" as a matter of general prudent policy since DiBilzan was Chipotle's Central Coast's regional  representative and his public persona should have been of ongoing interest to the company.

But, no.  Chipotle thought they could wait until "complaint resolution procedures" were "exhausted."  Bad move.

So now it's lawsuit city, bad publicity city, eye-rolling city and the only thing Chipotle will "exhaust" is its bank account paying to clean up this mess.  As Colin Rigley notes in closing his excellent piece, "With an openly gay CEO, adoration from financial investors who compare Chipotle to Apple's level of perfectionism, and a reputation for environmental stewardship, [Janeka] Samuels said her experiences at the San Luis Obispo Chipotle locations seemed to contradict the company's public image.

'That's why I'm so surprised, and so shocked," she said.  'That's why it hurt me so much.'" 

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Uh-Oh, Audrey II

I think the folly is now entering a new phase.  A pumpkin is escaping from under the fence.  Run away!  Run away!

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Pain Time

Watching the Israel/Palestine shoot-out start up again, I just want to put my head down on a table with a sad sigh and keep it there forever.  Because there was no justice in Germany, there will be no peace in Palestine.  Because there is no justice in Palestine, there will be no peace in Israel.  And until both sides are willing to sit down and eat a very large bowl of bitterness, injustice and irreparable sorrow  together, there will be no peace for anyone.

And because the Palestine authorities (Hamas, or whoever the hell claims to speak for The Palestine People from year to year) don't seem to have been able to figure out that you don't mess with Israel.  You mess with Israel and Israel will punish you; measured, calculated, carefully calibrated, escalated  punishment  that will go on and on and on until Israel decides you've had enough (or you run out of ammunition.)  It's wash-rinse-repeat, year in, year out.  And the dead remain dead and the suffering continues and the arc of justice remains stubbornly unbent amidst the fury and death and bitterness, with no way out.

I don't know how Ruanda managed to bend their self-inflicted arc of injustice and horror. It seems unimaginable how human beings could even begin to return to a normal life, to say good morning, How do you do, to a neighbor or co-worker who . . . . slaughtered your family with a panga, a murderer who is, nonetheless walking around free, life back to normal.  How is that possible?  No justice there, yet there is "peace" in Ruanda.

South Africa, too.  A kind of rough, uneasy peace that "Truth and Reconciliation" somehow managed to carve out of State-imposed injustice.  For both countries, the bitter dish of confession must have worked some kind of magic. Confession, repentance, absolution, reparation. 

Would that work with the Israel/Palestine Gordian Knot?  I don't know. But I don't think the present situation is sustainable.  Ultimately, Israel itself is not sustainable as a democracy in a part of the world awash with boiling religious sectarianism, and a growing demographic of non-Jews within its borders.

Which is why I end up laying my head down on the table with a sigh, wishing to keep it there forever.    

Sunday, July 06, 2014

Garden Folly, Part Yum

Yes, I know.  If you're familiar with the kind of Farmer McGregor delusion I'm laboring under, you know what comes next.  Your one $400 zucchini suddenly turns into two $200 zucchini, then three and four.  And if your forget to check the next day, the zucchini you've missed because they're hiding under that huge mound of ginormous leaves the size of mat boards, will now have tripled in size and there's more than you can eat in a week, and who eats the damned stuff anyway, so you stuff them in plastic bags with a smiley-faced note and before the sun is up, sneak out and drop them off on neighbors' porches and run like hell.  Then rush back into the yard to gather more of the damned things that are now popping out like sausages, more and more and more.

Only one thing left to do:  The Famous $400 Curried Zucchini Soup, courtesy of the Bon Appetite magazine editor who fessed up that he "had like totally stolen the recipe from his Mom."

1 med onion, diced
2-3-4 cloves garlic, minced
olive oil to saute
1 TB curry powder 
3-4 med large zucchini
1/2 pasilla chile (or use the whole one) diced
1 box chicken broth plus 1 box water

Saute onion, garlic, chile in oil until soft, add curry.  Chop zucchini, add everything to the broth.  Simmer until soft.  Blend with stick blender, (or blender-blender) adding more water for right consistency. Adjust seasonings. 


Saturday, July 05, 2014

Gun Nut Nation

America's willingness to be cowed by gun-toting men with small penises never ceases to amaze. This time it's Target.  As the L.A. Times reports, "Sidestepping calls for a ban on carrying firearms in its stores, Target Corp is asking shoppers to leave guns at home."

Now, of all the stores in the world, you'd think a store called Target would the the one place where guns would be welcomed.  But, no. Seems a lot of Target shoppers -- Moms with kids, little old ladies in tennis shoes -- find the sight of some A-hole with a small penis carrying a ginormous rifle slung over his shoulder while walking down the home decor aisle highly disturbing. And the group, "Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in America," have been pressuring Target (and other retail establishments) to ban open-carry, even in states where "open carry" is perfectly legal." 

Target has refused to ban guns in its store.  Instead, it's "asking."  And said on its blog that "it would follow local laws allowing unconcealed firearms in stores, but 'starting today we will also respectfully request that guests not bring firearms to Target -- even in communities where it is permitted by law.'"

Respectively request?  Ask?  Really? Pretty please? That's odd. Target is a privately owned company, its stores are on private property. Have corporations now suddenly lost all rights over their own property?  Like stores can no longer post a sign saying," No shirt, no shoes, carrying a gun -- No service?"

Well, I say, post the damned sign. Then have armed security confront the open-carry idiot and hope a gun-battle ensues, complete with huge, screaming headlines: Bullseye! Massive Shootout at Target!  Followed by a hell of a lawsuit pitting gun rights against private property rights.   A lawyer's dream.

See how crazy this country's gotten?  A-holes and "respectfully requesting" cowardly weasels running the joint.  And not a shred of sense anywhere.