Bumper Sticker of the Month:

October – 2022

When I read this one, the flashback to high school and the back seat of my 65 Plymouth was instantaneous … Thank you, Rachel.

FYI – In case you’re wondering how far back my memory goes, the car was an antique when I got it. Also, NO Rachel(s) were harmed in the making of this memory.

Just The Tip I Promise Bullet funny Vinyl Decal Sticker Car Truck Window JDM | eBay

Triumph — The Grasshopper

Bus Driver Stories

If you know, you know.  Kung Fu, the TV show.

This is a true story that happened last night on the way home from work. I wanted desperately to tell you about it right then and there, but …

As you know, I’m a bus driver; I leave for work at 0900, I don’t return until 2200, and I do it all for $1 over the current starting salary at McDonald’s. By the way, for those in Rio Linda, 0900 means 9:00 am, and 2200 means 10:00 pm. Yes, it’s a long day and when I get home, I’m really tired. So now that I’m well rested, here’s the story.

Also, I wasn’t thinking at the time, or I would have tried to take a picture of the individual that inspired this post. Suffice it to say, he looked like this:

Hurricane Ian/Winter Grasshopper

Disclaimer: I don’t know how to determine the gender of a grasshopper, so I’ll just refer to him as “He.”

With all that out of the way, here’s what happened.

At about the mid-point of my commute home last night, I came to a stop at a traffic light. I drive an old pickup truck, and even if I didn’t have to drive it for economic reasons, I’d still drive it out of preference.  It’s a fantastic truck, and they don’t make them anymore.

Anyway, just before the light turned green, I noticed a grasshopper walking across the top edge of my windshield. How he got there was beyond me; I was already on the road for almost half an hour. It was a miracle that he survived this long, but I knew the light would turn green at any moment, and this grasshopper really didn’t stand a chance. The speed limit for the next part of my commute was 50 mph (60 mph in real life) on a two-lane road with double yellow stripes. No passing is allowed, and everyone expects you to go 60. I think you get the picture.

Anyway, I really felt bad for this creature, but the light turned green and it was time to go. Just then, it occurred to me that if I accelerated slowly, maybe the grasshopper would have time to make his way to the back of the cab and jump into the bed of my truck. If he did, he’d have no problem surviving the rest of the journey. I executed my plan and accelerated slowly. Oddly enough, my fellow late-night commuters were very patient: no one honked. In hindsight, it probably wasn’t patience; my truck is old and looks old too. Tolerance might be more accurate.

In all honesty, I really didn’t think the grasshopper would make it, but in that brief moment, there was a connection, so I did what I could and hoped for the best. Eventually, I made it home, pulled into my driveway, parked the truck, and jumped out to check for my grasshopper buddy. Even though it was night, the bed of my truck has a black liner; he would look almost white against the black and be easy to see. Sadly, he wasn’t there. I felt terrible and it was exacerbated by my severe fatigue, or maybe the other way around. Who knows?

Extremely bummed out (disappointed for my gen-x fan(s)), I walked around to the passenger door and retrieved my clipboard, lunch box, and miscellaneous paperwork. In a paperless society like ours, ‘hehehe’, I still have to document events on the bus by writing them down.

As a side note: Ostensibly, it’s for the protection of my employer, and by extension, the drivers. In reality, it’s more of a gotcha type of thing designed to blame the driver for as much as possible when things go wrong. In the past, written reports have bitten the less literate of us in the ass. But in my case, because I’m your favorite writing bus driver, my reports have bitten my employer in the ass. It took more than one or two times, but they learned their lesson. My reports stand the test of time, and scrutiny, and my supervisor dreads having to tell me over the radio, “Be sure to write up your report before you leave tonight”.

Ok, back to the story.

So, I grabbed my stuff and closed the door. I started for the house, still feeling bad about my grasshopper buddy, but something told me to stop and turn back, because I forgot something important. I looked down at my hands to check. I had everything I could think of, and at first, I ignored the voice, but it repeated, and I relented.

I turned around to make my laborious trek back to the truck, and when I looked up, who did I see staring me straight in the eye? Proud, defiant, and ultimately victorious over his vanquished foe (60 mph winds) stood Kung Fu Grasshopper. He faced the onslaught of insurmountable odds and succeeded, even when I didn’t think he stood a chance.

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Sharing this (true) story is especially important to me because my Grasshopper Hero has given me renewed resolve. We all have our challenges; some are thrust upon us by fate, like hurricanes. Yes, I live in Florida, but I was lucky. With proper preparation I weathered the storm; Ian did his worst to others. By the way, Hurricane Ian – Volunteer Florida is a great place to help (I did).

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Ian: a personal assessment of challenge.

Some challenges we take on willingly, and when we do, they become goals. Most goals are sensible and with smart decision-making along with hard work, can be realized. Then, there are goals of a more fanciful nature. They fall into the category of lofty dreams or wishes.  By their very nature, they have no real chance of coming to fruition. These are the most insidious because if we really want them, we waste our time in a never-ending cycle of failure, only to succeed as a Dreamer. Eventually, when it’s far too late to correct our mistakes, we capitulate to the truth and despair over what could have been.

In my case, that fanciful dream is to stop driving a bus for a living and live the life of a successful writer. Lately, it seems the harder I work, the less I actually achieve, and it gets me down. Giving up and doing what I could to reverse the effects of wasting time on a dream, seemed more appropriate than ever; especially, when a storm like Hurricane Ian was passing overhead.

Enter Kung Fu Grasshopper, who has taught me something crucial — giving up is a loss. Yes, time is running out because life is finite, but I still have mornings left to wake up, get out of bed, and fight on regardless of the odds.

I know my personal battle pales in comparison to those on Florida’s west coast, but the concept is the same. The battle is never over until you succeed — or quit.

Thank you, Kung Fu Grasshopper.

PS – Kung Fu Grasshopper wasn’t the first to teach me this lesson, but I needed a refresher course. Roma’s story will come when I’m ready to tell it.

Heritage Foundation,

Education Freedom Report Card

On Friday, September 9, 2022, I attended the Launch Celebration for the Education Freedom Report Card. Why did the Heritage Foundation invite me? That’s a great question because I’m not a PH.D., teacher, or a parent of school-age kids. If you read my blog, then you know I’m a bus driver. That said. Often, there are overlooked perspectives that a utilitarian mind sees as obvious and maybe that’s the reason. But we’ll get to that in a moment.

First, I’d like to thank the Heritage Foundation for sponsoring a fantastic event. I don’t go to many professional conferences, but when I do, I always count the number of times my head falls to my chest in slumber. A good conference lasting all day usually scores a three or four. A bad conference qualifies as a long nap. At the Education Freedom Report Card luncheon, I didn’t nod off once. Not even when the keynote speaker, Gov. Ron DeSantis, was delayed, and we were privileged to hear Dr. Jay P. Greene give an impromptu speech about gender affirming care in schools and actual suicide prevention. The fake media facts do not support the truth.

For those of you who didn’t attend the luncheon, Heritage Foundation’s Education Report Card  provides parents and state policymakers information regarding what their schools do well, and what needs work. Under Gov. DeSantis and his Education Commissioner, Manny Diaz, Jr., Florida is #1. But we didn’t score tops in everything, so there’s room for improvement.

Top Gov. Ron DeSantis at the Heritage Foundation Education Report Card Launch

So what in the HE… world was a metro bus driver doing at an Education Conference? Well, I did do some time as a school bus driver. It sounds like a prison sentence, doesn’t it? For some drivers, it is, but not me. My students learned early and fast; how to behave on my bus. I use the same philosophy when dealing with unruly adult passengers. Suffice it to say that children, are pretty much the same, no matter the age.

As a school bus driver (my only qualification for attendance at the luncheon), I made some observations that your typical academician might overlook. That’s not meant as a criticism. PH.D.’s by definition, have a lot on their collective minds. But school bus drivers are in the trenches and have the time to make observations, maybe even formulate an opinion or two.

For what it’s worth—here’s my two cents.

Fuel and access are two important aspects of a quality education. Fuel (not diesel): I’m talking about access to basic nutrition like school breakfast and lunch. I think we all can agree that in order for students to achieve, they need the fuel to do it. When my school bus was late (not my fault), the only complaints I ever heard, came from the kids who wouldn’t get breakfast. If a child’s parents are forced to choose inferior schools just because there’s a menu, where’s the choice? I think there might be room on the education report card for a grade here.

Likewise, another area that comes to mind is the availability of transportation. I know that not all kids can have a bus stop at their front door. But another complaint I used to get was the inability to safely lock bikes up at the bus stops. If a child needs to ride a bike from one neighborhood to another just to catch a bus to their chosen school, a safe lockup just seems obvious. It directly affects access to quality education and may also have a place on the report card.

I don’t know if any of this helps, but it’s what came to my pedestrian mind.

What do you think? Do you have anything to add?

How Do We Fix our Schools?

It’s simply American.

As promised in my previous post, Public vs Private schools , there is a solution to our troubled public school system. It’s as beautiful as a Donald Trump telephone call; it’s as American as apple pie; and in spite of anything you may hear in the future or heard in the past, it is simple.

First, we need to start viewing education as an industry, and we better do it soon because the left already does. Only their description starts with the word indoctrination, not education.

Does this look like a corporate headquarters or a school? It’s the Yale School of Management — and Industrial Indoctrination (just kidding … kind of).

Once we recognize that education is an industry in distress, it’s easy to understand the fix.

Step one: drastically reduce government regulation. Say what? Hear me out. In every instance where a suffering industry is released from the shackles of government regulation, it flourishes. Education is, and has been, suffering for a long time.

Step two: decentralize authority by taking it from Washington, DC, and giving it back to the states. We already know from past experience that what’s good for NYC isn’t necessarily good for Peoria, IL.

Step three: reward the best schools, teachers, and yes, even administrators with proper incentives. These incentives need to be fair and merit-based.

How do we accomplish all these seemingly impossible goals with the greatest of ease? Simple, introduce the perfect, most beautiful, and effective cure an ailing industry could possibly desire, free market competition. And the best way to do that is through school vouchers. Give parents the ability to vote with their dollars.

For a more detailed illustration of how it would work, please read this excerpt from a book published in 2014 (fictional reproduction with permission). It’s a conversation between two men about the public school system and how to fix it. Keep in mind, it takes place over eight years ago, but could be, and should be, taking place now.

Scott interjected. “Ray, we’re both products of the public school system. I think I came out okay, and most would argue that you didn’t do too badly either, so why the hostility? You don’t like our public schools?”

“I think every American child should be provided an education, and I don’t have a problem with government-mandated or funded education being the vehicle. But as a businessman, I do have a problem with monopolistic mediocrity. It’s the inevitable end for all monopolies as a function, it’s true in business, in government, and all you have to do to find an example of both is to look at our schools.”

Scott followed Ray’s lead. “Okay, let’s say that there’s a problem with our schools. How would you propose to fix it?”

“That’s not really much of a challenge. Introduce competition into the public school system and make them fight with proven results for every tax dollar. In twenty years you’ll have teachers making $100,000.00 a year, students in fifth-grade reading at tenth-grade levels, middle school kids resolving calculus proofs, and you wouldn’t need to raise taxes to do it.”

“Not raise taxes? Impossible.” Scott wasn’t seeing the forest for the trees.

“Not at all. Think about it. Americans would be better educated, more productive, and earn more money because of their increased capabilities. Then, as a result, they would pay more money into the system at the current tax rate. Eliminate redundancy and waste in the public school bureaucracy, limit spending, allow parents to choose which schools their kids attend, and then let the marketplace work its magic. The market will decide which schools get the money that we currently allocate and the problem of underpaid, underqualified teachers goes away.”

Scott wasn’t sold. “Teachers making 100 grand without a tax increase? I still don’t see how?”

“That’s because right now there are thousands of teachers who have no business teaching school. Think about it. If you did have a couple of 100 grand teachers, wouldn’t you expect to get higher productivity, quality, and efficiency out of each one? Of course you would.” Ray waited for Scott to catch up, but he could see that the wait would be long. “Oh for goodness sakes. The system is so bloated that for every 100 grand teacher you hire, you could fire three thirty-grand teachers. Isn’t that obvious? And the best part is—the equation starts to work as soon as it’s applied, and gets better with time. Five or ten years down the road, you have a streamlined, effective, and efficient school system filled with 100 grand teachers, or teachers aspiring to be 100 grand teachers. Each one, pulling his or her own weight and contributing their talents and expertise to a public school system that one day, may even provide a margin. Imagine that, public schools making a profit.”

“Don’t you mean surplus as in budget surplus?” Scott’s doubt seeped through his tone.

Ray sighed, “A first year student of economics would be capable of making the logic leap, but I’ll walk you through it, Scott. Say my budget is $1 billion and I only spend $950 million. That leaves me with a $50 million budget surplus. If I take that surplus and put it in a money market account or a high-quality municipal bond, the money is back in the system and working. I know this because my $50 million is earning interest. $50,000,000.00 times 2.5% is $1,250,000.00 profit. Another term for that is capital gains. Isn’t that ironic?”

“What?”

“Public school systems across the country having to pay capital gains tax.”

“I don’t think it’s that simple?” Scott’s response was strictly defensive because Ray was making sense, even to him.

“Sure it is. The current bureaucracy doesn’t want you to think it’s easy, but it is. All you need to do is take the current federal and state budgets for education and cap them. Then, you take that money and distribute it to the people by issuing education vouchers.”

“Ray, wouldn’t that mean more governmental bureaucracy and massive layoffs?”

“No. The people whose jobs were eliminated by trimming the fat can be reassigned to processing the vouchers. Sure, they would earn less, but that’s because they shouldn’t be teaching in the first place. Besides, most of those people won’t take the new job. They’d be expected to work for a living instead of twiddling their collective thumbs while an obsolete union fights for their right to do so. They’ll quit, but that’ll make room for others who want to work, resulting in more productivity at less cost.

“By putting the purchasing decision into the consumer’s hands, you let the people decide which schools get funded, public or private—not some overpaid bureaucratic political flunky. Parents monitor the quality of the schools that they pay, and they do it voluntarily because they’re spending their money, not merely paying into a collective tax pool. Schools wanting more money will offer better programs and attract quality teachers with better pay incentives. They will in turn, draw more student vouchers and be able to expand their facilities while offering still higher salaries to keep the best teachers in place. When you add in the savings in commuting costs . . .”

“Commuting costs? Are you referring to busing? How would vouchers help that?” Scott was still missing the big picture.

“Not just busing and yes, routes would be shorter reducing costs however there’s another issue. You don’t have children yet, so you don’t know what it’s like to have to drop your kid off and pick him up at the end of the school day, or how much time and money goes into it, especially, when the school is inconveniently located. If parents have vouchers, they determine where a school is built, and that’s the key, the market decides, not some pork barrel government bureaucrat. It all benefits the children. Who knows? Maybe art, music, and P.E. will return and some of the displaced government bureaucrats with education degrees could get jobs teaching those subjects. Funding is the least of our problems. Parent involvement is a bigger issue and putting education vouchers in their hands gets them directly involved.

“If you’re a parent and you know you want your kid in a specific school, the same school thousands of other parents want their kids to attend, you’re going to take some time out at the end of the day to read with your son or daughter. Maybe you’ll work with flash cards, so math isn’t such a mystery, and by the time your child is ready for first grade, he or she is prepared to learn, not just attend. And because of the extra parenting, your kid is the one accepted into the school of your choice. It’s the other kids and their parents who have to settle. Scott, the studies have been done and the data is in; throwing money at a problem only makes the problem bigger.”

“You make it sound very simple.”

“No, I don’t. It simply is simple. But don’t worry, none of it will ever happen.”

Scott was a little disappointed to hear that. “Why?” He was beginning to see the forest—and it was green.

“Well, that’s simple too; it’s a simple truth. If I give you something that you think you’re getting for free and I give it to you year after year, eventually, you’ll learn to depend on it. At that point, why would I let you dictate to me how I’m going to give it to you? The answer is, I wouldn’t. You will take what you’re given, and you will be grateful to get it. This gives me extraordinary power because if that gift is your child’s free education, then they get educated the way I want, not the way you want. Liberal politicians have a death grip on public education, and there is no plan to loosen it. They wouldn’t dream of giving power like that back to their constituents . . . which is what would happen if they issued parents public education vouchers. And here’s the kicker, the free education everyone clamors for—it isn’t free, it’s paid for through property taxes.”

“True enough, but not everyone pays property taxes. I don’t, I rent.”

Scott’s statement took Ray aback, obviously, the result of public schools, he regrouped. “Okay—now try to follow along because this is going to get a little complicated, it’s actually basic economics, but I’ll try to keep it simple—er.” Ray took a deep breath. “Most people who don’t have very much aren’t property owners, and they don’t pay property taxes, they pay rent, for them, public education seems free. But wait, there’s a dirty little secret, one that landlords like me keep quiet about because we pay a lot of property taxes. Do you know what that secret is? We get the money to pay our taxes from those who rent; rent is our source of income. Likewise, homeowners get the money to pay property taxes from doing their job; work is their source of income, same as renters. Who pays the landlords, the private homeowners, and even the renters who don’t own property? The consumer pays them—that’s who. Therefore, everybody pays for free education, and Scott, that makes the term free education a perfect oxymoron.”

I don’t know about you, but I think this idea was ahead of its time, and more importantly, I think its time, has come. How about you?

Private vs. Public Schools (Home Schooling too)

No charts, graphs, or statistics here … just common sense.

Let me lay my cards on the table. I do not have school-age children. I’m not a teacher, principal, or college-educated school administrator. I’m a bus driver with two functioning eyes, and a brain. My observations may be basic by establishment standards, even rudimentary; but often, truth is overlooked by complicated sophistication masquerading as intelligence. Read on if you want a prime example.

I’ve been driving the same route for a while and learned its nuances. But before we get into that, you need to know that prior to driving a metro bus, I spent my days honing my craft as a school-bus driver. OK, enough back-story.

There are three school zones on my route that I pass many times a day, some twice in the same loop. Each is active at different hours, and they comprise students from elementary to high school. Depending on the time of day, these school zones can add 5-10 minutes of delay. On a tight one-hour loop, they have a devastating effect on the schedule.

As a professional in my field, I’ve developed techniques to mitigate these delays. One such technique involves a difficult but effective lane change to avoid parent loop overflow.

Bus drivers need to stay in the right-hand lane to make their stops. However, if there’s a large enough gap between bus stops, you can move over into the left-hand lane, get around the backup, and return to the right-hand lane before the next stop. Sounds simple right? Next time someone hands you the keys to a forty-foot bus, try it. FYI, some buses have keys … some don’t.

My next challenge comes at an intersection where I need to make a left-hand turn into a school zone. There’s only one problem, no left turn arrow or turn lane. There is, however, an abundance of traffic, crossing guards, and students impatiently waiting to cross the intersection. Drivers of lesser skill and experience could easily be looking at a five-minute delay. I never need more than one complete traffic-light cycle.

The third school zone is relatively standard and offers no real tactical challenges other than getting through it without incident.

So here we are, halfway through a typical post, and what’s my point? Well, let’s take them in order.

As of today, school has been in session for a few weeks. On the first day, I performed my lane change technique at the parent loop challenge only to discover that my efforts were for naught. There weren’t any cars backed up into the roadway. Then, at the intersection challenge, I didn’t even have to wait for one light cycle. The crossing guard had nothing to do but wave at me as I made my turn. And by the time I arrived at the last school zone, the crossing guard had gone home. I’m assuming it’s because there weren’t any kids left to cross.

And here’s an observation I’m uniquely qualified to make. At the first school zone on my route, the one with the parent loop, I also pass the school bus loop, where the buses drop off and load students. The bus drivers leave the same way they come in and have a difficult time getting back into traffic. I know this because I used to service the same school. As a courtesy, I always stop to let them in, and that’s when I notice it. Every bus was leaving with empty seats; most were less than half full. When I serviced that school, my bus was always packed, and so were all the others.

Empty school buses … an ominous sign of things to come.

I don’t know if this is just a localized phenomenon, but it sure seems to me that the student body has thinned out at all grade levels. I bet if we looked inside these classrooms, we’d see a lot of empty seats.

I don’t think it’s a Covid issue because Florida schools have been open for a long time. As for summer stragglers, they should’ve been back a few days after school started.

Then, it occurred to me that maybe these missing kids are being homeschooled. I think that explains some of it. Home schooling might be right for a few, but I don’t think it’s sufficient to account for what I see.

Public School Enrollment Plummets as Private Schools See Gains – Foundation for Economic Education (fee.org)

I think parents everywhere, even here in Florida, are taking notice of the garbage our woke public schools are peddling, and they’re starting to vote with their feet. They want their kids to learn math, science, reading, and true American History. As it stands right now, state tax laws won’t let them vote with their dollars. So they put off buying that new home, car, or going on vacation, and they write a check to the private school of their choice. If this trend continues, school boards, teachers’ unions, and all the EdD bureaucrats (like Dr. Jill Biden) are going to be in for a rude awakening.

How Covid-19 Boosted Private School Enrollment Forever (forbes.com)

PS – There’s a solution that will save our schools. It includes public, private, and even homeschooling, but this post has gone on long enough. Look for it in future posts.

Bumper sticker of the month

I read this bumper sticker and it immediately took me back to the Good Ole Days. It was a simpler time. You know, when men had testosterone, and women had estrogen, and a man could whistle at a pretty girl, and she would smile instead of calling a lawyer.

The actual bumper sticker read: Make America John Wayne Again!

This was the closest thing I could find.

It’s a downloadable file that you can use to make your own.

Make America Cowboy Again John Wayne PNG and SVG – Etsy

Trump Won

I spoke to a Billionaire, about the raid at Mar-a-Lago.

So how does a lowly bus driver know a billionaire? That’s an excellent question, but the answer is a long, drawn-out story that won’t fit in a post.

That said. I was curious about his take on what happened, and I thought you might be too. The conversation went like this.

We were talking on the phone (old school), no Skype or Zoom, so all I heard was a pregnant pause when I asked about the raid on Mar-a-Lago. Then, “Well, you have to admire the man.”

“Sure. He’s a billionaire, a former President, who by the way, won his first political race ever, by becoming President. People conveniently forget that.” I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m a fan.

“I’m not talking about the obvious. I’m talking about what I admire, not what everyone else should admire.”

I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I’m just a bus driver. “OK, I’ll bite.”

“I first heard about it when my assistant called.”

“Yeah, that’s how I found out too.” Just for the record, that was sarcasm; I do not have an assistant.

He ignored me and continued. “I didn’t know what to make of it at first. I’ll tell you this: if it happened to me, I wouldn’t have leaked it until after I figured out what was going on. I think Trump announced it as it happened.”

“Well, Trump was the most transparent President we ever had. It only makes sense.”

“No. It only makes sense if you have a plan. That’s what I admire. Trump is playing chess, and when the DOJ made their move, Trump countered, ‘Check’. Did you see Merrick Garland’s face during that press conference? It was days after the raid and Garland looked like a beat dog. If things had gone his way, he’d be smirking like a Cheshire cat.”

“Yeah, I noticed.” But obviously, your assistant doesn’t read my blog or you’d already know. The rest of you can catch up later, see https://davydsblog.wordpress.com/2022/08/16/president-trump-merrick-garland-and-ray-pollard/

I had to frame my next question carefully. Why? Because I know how long these conversations last, and time was running short. “So if Trump had a plan, what was it, and what was the endgame?”

“To answer that, you need to know that the DOJ had two objectives. The first was to gather as much incriminating evidence on whatever might be there, just in case it was there, waiting to be found. It didn’t matter what it was. The evidence would be used to get an indictment that could negatively influence the upcoming midterms. That’s why they did it when they did, right on the 90-day limit for investigations before an election. But it isn’t why the FBI shipped in Washington agents rather than use the local field office.”

I forgot about that. “Why did they?”

“Because of the second objective. And this is actually the most important. The election is looking bad for them and the DOJ has legal culpability like you wouldn’t believe. It extends far and wide. Plus, it isn’t limited to the DOJ. There are a lot of department heads, from various government agencies, all wanting to know what Trump has on them before it’s too late. The Mar-a-Lago raid was a fishing expedition. That explains the broad warrant and the redacted affidavit. But they came up empty.”

“That’s a good thing, right?”

Sometimes billionaires use too many pregnant pauses. “Look, this is just my perspective, and I don’t know much more than anyone else, but that raid was a bold move, and it reeks of desperation. I think they were trying to find out if whatever Trump has, is worth an assassination attempt.”

“No way!” Did the thought ever occur to me? Yes. Did I dismiss it immediately? Yes. But when someone else says it, the thought becomes instantly real. Too real.

He went on, “We’ve been living in a third-world country since Biden took office. Why wouldn’t they do what third-world countries do? They got nothing from the raid except a slap in the face. They’re more desperate than ever.”

“Who do you think will come out on top, Trump or the Deep State?”

“I have to go now. I have calls waiting. Good talking to you Davyd.”

Same here.”

The call ended.

I know that seemed a little abrupt, but here’s something you need to understand. I don’t call billionaires on the phone. There’s one billionaire who calls me. Actually, it’s his assistant who does the calling part. Also, I work 40 hours a week (not including OT), which means when I talk on the phone, my time isn’t even worth 50 cents a minute. I think I heard somewhere that Bill Gates earns 7,160 dollars per minute. Obviously, I take what I can get.

When you look like this, you better earn 7,160 dollars per minute. 😊

Biden’s College Loan Forgiveness

Master’s Degree and Mortgages

I woke up this morning to the news of Biden’s college loan forgiveness program. Ugh, my reaction was visceral, and here’s why. I went to college, I borrowed money, I worked while attending class, and when I graduated, I got a job and paid every penny back because I said I would. My word means something and has value.

With the Biden Administration crowing about low unemployment, low gas prices, reduced inflation, and the improving economy, why are they forgiving hundreds of billions in college loan debt? It’s confusing to say the least. I needed a little clarification, and who should come to my rescue? None other than the immortal and all-knowing Susan Rice.

Bus Driver Warning: The gobbledygook goes on for more than an hour. You only need to listen to the first twelve minutes (or so).

(929) White House answers questions on Biden’s student loan forgiveness plan | full video – YouTube

Realclearpolitics.com

Focused by conservative lensing and forged through years of bus driver experience, my takeaway from Susan’s scholarly explanation was straightforward and simple.

If I have to pay for someone else’s Master’s Degree, then someone with a Master’s Degree (or higher) needs to pay for my mortgage.

Keep in mind, I’m a prime example of what she’s talking about; a college graduate working in the Biden economy as a bus driver with no viable means to pay off my debt.

Dr. Susan Rice (Ph.D. Philosophy), or better yet, Dr. Jill Biden (Ed.D. Education), my mortgage is due on the 15th. Guys, don’t worry, I live within my means (to the best of my ability) so my home isn’t extravagant. The bank needs $1,894.38 per month for the next 30 years, give or take. I’ve never been late, so I don’t know the penalties, but I’m sure they’re steep. Remember, the payment is due on or before the 15th.

Here’s a helpful financial hint for whoever decides to pick up the ball and run with it. You can save yourself a lot of money if you pay off the loan in its entirety. You’ll save on interest, insurance, and TAXES too. One low payment of only $221,193.07 and your financial responsibility to me, and my family, will be satisfied forever. Think about it … it makes cents. 😊

PS – Lest you think this is a farce. Here’s a list of supporting topics from Heritage Action:

Will Cause Inflation here  and here

Benefits top half of income earners, at expense of bottom half earners.

Benefits Educational Industrial Complex

It’s an election year gimmick

Sue, Jill, thank you in advance for your progressive and completely woke generosity.

Title IX, America Needs Her Schools Back

Just say NO to Biden’s Title IX rule change.

Biden’s Title IX revision opens the door to all sorts of safety concerns and sets women’s rights back to before Susan B. Anthony.

From the start, I think it’s important to keep things as simple as we can. Allowing the gobbledygook that the left uses as diversionary doubletalk just wastes time. So let’s stop allowing it. Here’s an example.

Bus Driver Calculus:

XX chromosomes equal female (XX=female).

XY chromosomes equal male (XY=male).

The math couldn’t be simpler.

Our schools are where children go to learn reading, writing, arithmetic, and TRUE AMERICAN HISTORY. When it’s time to use the restroom, they need only two choices, Boys or Girls. When they compete in sports during PE (physical education for those in Rio Linda), or try out for team sports, they need the same two choices, Boys or Girls. It has worked for eons and doesn’t need fixing.

Honestly, the fact that we’re having this conversation is strong evidence that the US Department of Education needs to go away. And there are many more US Departments in serious need of extinction too, but we’ll explore those agencies in future posts. For now, let’s just KISS (keep it simple stupid).

Jessica Anderson and Janae Stracke of Heritage Action hosted a Parental Rights Symposium. It’s taken the left years to infiltrate our schools, but we don’t have that luxury. Act now.

https://www.foxnews.com/media/activists-experts-train-advise-parents-engaging-their-kids-education

Jessica Anderson, Executive Director of Heritage Action.  (Aesthetic Images Photography.)

PS – Until you reach the age of majority, any permanent physical alterations should be illegal unless we’re talking about progressive, life-threatening diseases, like cancer. Gender dysphoria is a mental disorder; it should not be treated surgically or with hormone therapy in minors.

Personally, I think this would be a good legal parameter for tattoos as well. Sixteen is too young, but that’s for another post as well.

Bumper Sticker of the Month

OOPS!

Sadly, it’s not even remarkable or noteworthy when a driver cuts in front of my bus right as I’m braking for a stop light. Usually, it’s the driver of a Smart Car (see what I did there), but not always.

The other day as I was bringing my 42,000-pound commercial vehicle to a stop, the driver of an old ½-ton Ford pickup cuts in front of me, shorting my braking distance by at least twenty feet. But I’m an experienced professional, so the stop was made safely without anyone onboard ever noticing.

While waiting at the light, I started to read the bumper stickers in front of me. Only one was worth mentioning.

I dont need Google my wife knows everything auto car funny decal graphic sticker | eBay

Why was this one interesting? Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the pickup driver was a woman. Putting aside the LGBT (LMNOP+) stuff for a long moment, maybe the Wife needs to go to driving school, you know, truth in advertising.