Bringing the heat

Peekaboo.

Sun’s gonna shine in my back door some day.

Actually, it shows up there almost every day, around 9 a.m. lately.

Which, frankly, is not early enough. Not in December. The mountains and trees that shade us in summer keep things cool in winter, too.

Not as chilly as the breath of vengeance on the back of a CEO’s neck these days. But those dudes can afford to hire some heat.

And by heat, I mean a cool quarter-mil’ for round-the-clock protection. Says The New York Times:

Leaders at Allied Universal, which provides security services for 80 percent of Fortune 500 companies, said their phones were “ringing off the hook” on Wednesday with potential clients. Allied covers a wide spectrum of services — including stationing guards outside offices, chauffeuring executives, surveilling their homes and tracking their families.

Protecting a chief executive full time costs roughly $250,000 a year, said Glen Kucera, who runs Allied’s enhanced protection services.

I don’t suppose all this executive armoring-up will have any effect on the cost of products and services we use. Nah. Y’think? Nahhhhh.

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      1. Spent the Thanksgiving break helping my father-in-law into assisted care. Lordy, Medicare is better than nothing, but that’s like saying a penny is better than being broke. And if you haven’t got a penny then a ha-penny will do.

        Today’s fun topic was sub limits. For instance, you should’ve been covered for this seven day stay, but you went over your one per day Band-Aid limit, so we will prorate everything accordingly.

        1. It’s a real eye-opener, innit? As my man Tom Waits has taught us, “The large print giveth and the small print taketh away.”

          There’s damn little solace and even less dignity in old age.

          1. Truer words, etc. We had to go before a judge to have my mom officially declared batshit so we could use her money to take care of her.

            Lots of fun to be making that case in front of the old gal, believe you me. Especially since deep down she knew I was batshit before she was.

  1. The fog lifted after three days, and the driveway, deck, and stairs were slicker than the Exxon Valdes spill. At 11:30 P.M. rain came in from the coast and melted almost everything but for the hidden black ice that reminds me of the bridge decks on I-25 in Colorado. You are sideways and spinning before you can have the pucker that your heart and butt will meet in the pit of your stomach We have a virtual heat wave at 39 degrees F. I have not seen the sun in 14 days. God, I miss the east side of the Rockies.
    I am waiting for the next fall which will finish off the left knee and usher in the joyous experiences the joy of replacement and rehab. Oh well still on the right side of the sod.

    1. Shit, John, did you take a digger? An old bro took a skidder on the California gravel today and is feeling the ill effects of same.

      I’m trying extra hard not to fall over these days. We’re insured by UnitedHealthcare.

  2. no digger yet but it’s weird weather that will polish off the kinee. I am on United Health care and they have not been bad, they cover most everything that they are supposed to insure. However, the Medicare supplement takes a nasty little bite of the Social Security check. But hey the clods that Orange idjit is putting up will screw that up but good. Health care will not improve until average Americans are dying at the doors of hospitals. Then the necessary actions will take place.

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