I cannot say it is surprising to find Chicago ranked sixth of the most miserable cities in the United States. Weather, commute times, and taxes all contributed to the unfavorable ranking. Unremarkably, residents of Detroit and Flint are even more miserable. I am surprised by the other three cities where residents are more miserable than we Chicagoans: Miami; West Palm Beach; and Sacramento. At least we Chicagoans have legitimate reasons to be miserable. I suspect those of you from Miami, West Palm Beach, and Sacramento simply have miserable dispositions and would no matter where you live. Now admittedly the weather this winter has been mild in Chicago, but I dare you residents of Florida and Northern California to come here where there are reasons for our misery!
Friday, February 3, 2012
Today's U.S. Economic News from the BLS
I am encouraged by the accelerating pace of new jobs added in January. The 8.3% unemployment rate is artificially low, though, given the labor force participation rate declined to a level unseen since March 1983 (63.7% of the civilian labor force 16 years of age or older) [Note 1)]. People appear to be pulling themselves out of the job market as seen in the participation rate and U-6, the seasonally adjusted underemployment rate [Note 2)]. U-6 remains high, but declined to 15.1% from 15.2% last month (without seasonal adjustments it increased to 16.2% from December's 15.2%, but is 1.1% less than a year ago). I do not know how much we see is simply the result of demographic changes caused by the retirements of increasingly more baby-boomers. We need to be careful how much we read into the numbers. I do not think the health of our economy is as good or bad as painted in this election year.
Notes
1) There had been a relatively steady increase in labor force participation from the Kennedy through Clinton administrations, initially driven by increasing numbers of women joining the formal labor force. The trend reversed by the first term of the George W. Bush administration, stabilized and improved slightly during most of his second administration. Participation has been declining throughout the Obama administration.
2) Defined as the total unemployed, plus all persons marginally attached to the labor force, plus total employed part time for economic reasons, as a percent of the civilian labor force plus all persons marginally attached to the labor force.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
A lesson from a backhoe operator
I can be clueless. Perhaps she is trying to share something with me other than humor. I think I had better confirm my car is safely in the garage.Reference:
"Never Irritate A Woman Who Can Operate A Backhoe." Quipster | Musings for the Enlightened. Twisted Humor for the Hearty. 12 May 2010. Web. 27 Dec. 2011. http://quipster.wordpress.com/2010/05/12/never-irritate-a-woman-who-can-operate-a-backhoe/
Sunday, December 18, 2011
My Bunny
My daughter made my day. She wrote me to tell when she was at a friend's birthday party, the friend's father toasted his daughter, using his sobriquet for her, "Pumpkin." He elaborated, saying she will always be his "Pumpkin" no matter how old she is. His daughter turned bright red and voiced her embarrassment. My daughter then boldly stood up and proclaimed "My name is Chelsea, and to my dad I will always be known as 'Bunny'." "Hi, Bunny" was echoed all around, followed by introductions of "Panda", "Muff", and "Curly". I am honored my Bunny is proud to be always be my Bunny.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Snow
If the long-range forecast is correct, by spring I will despise it. That though remains a mere prospect. This morning, the snowfall looks beautiful and is welcomed. With winter temperatures, give me snow.
Snow was recorded November 9 at O'Hare, but there was not enough to be measured. December 2 I saw traces of snow on the ground around the edges of our yard. December 9 was the first official measurable snowfall of the season. Today, though, is real. There will not be enough snow to fire up the orange beast, but the children's cars will need to be brushed off before driving and I may need to shovel the drive.
The cats puff up their fur and just keep staring out the windows. I do not know if they have forgotten the blizzard from last year and wonder what the white wetness is, or if they do remember and are staring in disgust.
For now, the snow is beautiful.
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