COSTELLO: I want to talk about the unemployment rate in America .Yup, I'd say Costello got it. Now if only American voters would get it...
ABBOTT: Good Subject. Terrible Times. It’s 5.6%.
COSTELLO: That many people are out of work?
ABBOTT: No, that’s 23%.
COSTELLO: You just said 5.6%.
ABBOTT: 5.6% Unemployed.
COSTELLO: Right 5.6% out of work.
ABBOTT: No, that’s 23%.
COSTELLO: Okay, so it’s 23% unemployed.
ABBOTT: No, that’s 5.6%.
COSTELLO: WAIT A MINUTE. Is it 5.6% or 23%?
ABBOTT: 5.6% are unemployed. 23% are out of work.
COSTELLO: If you are out of work you are unemployed.
ABBOTT: No, Obama said you can’t count the “Out of Work” as the unemployed. You have to look for work to be unemployed.
COSTELLO: BUT THEY ARE OUT OF WORK!!!
ABBOTT: No, you miss his point.
COSTELLO: What point?
ABBOTT: Someone who doesn’t look for work can’t be counted with those who look for work. It wouldn’t be fair.
COSTELLO: To whom?
ABBOTT: The unemployed.
COSTELLO: But ALL of them are out of work.
ABBOTT: No, the unemployed are actively looking for work. Those who are out of work gave up looking and if you give up, you are no longer in the ranks of the unemployed.
COSTELLO: So if you’re off the unemployment roles that would count as less unemployment?
ABBOTT: Unemployment would go down. Absolutely!
COSTELLO: The unemployment just goes down because you don’t look for work?
ABBOTT: Absolutely it goes down. That’s how it gets to 5.6%. Otherwise it would be 23%.
COSTELLO: Wait, I got a question for you. That means there are two ways to bring down the unemployment number?
ABBOTT: Two ways is correct.
COSTELLO: Unemployment can go down if someone gets a job?
ABBOTT: Correct.
COSTELLO: And unemployment can also go down if you stop looking for a job?
ABBOTT: Bingo.
COSTELLO: So there are two ways to bring unemployment down, and the easier of the two is to have people stop looking for work.
ABBOTT: Now you’re thinking like a Democrat.
COSTELLO: I don’t even know what the hell I just said!
ABBOTT: Now you’re thinking like Hilary.
Friday, January 22, 2016
Who's on first?
Who's on first? Anyone old enough to remember Abbott and Costello will appreciate this :) Via my lovely bride:
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... Oh, we had a fine evening yesterday!
Our dinner was spectacular – Debbie's baked salmon (Ora King, of course), Brussels sprouts (quartered, tossed with olive oil, salt, and pepper, and baked), and scalloped potatoes (a truly evil recipe with half-and-half, Gruyere cheese, and the wonderful bacon we get here). My brother Scott was here with us, and it was fun to hear his moans and groans of gustatory pleasure. Even the dogs got to share a bit, with scraps and enthusiastic plate-licking :)
Afterwards we played cards, our family standard game of “Oh, Shit!” When trying to find the rules just now, I discovered that there are a bazillion variations on this game – we may have to try some :). In any case, it was a pleasant and companionable way to spend a few hours together.
When it was time to end our evening, we poured a cup of tea into Scott to get him alert enough to drive safely back to his cabin. Somehow I'm sure that when he got back to his house, he (briefly) contemplated putting his leftovers package into the refrigerator, and then simply ate it all...
Our dinner was spectacular – Debbie's baked salmon (Ora King, of course), Brussels sprouts (quartered, tossed with olive oil, salt, and pepper, and baked), and scalloped potatoes (a truly evil recipe with half-and-half, Gruyere cheese, and the wonderful bacon we get here). My brother Scott was here with us, and it was fun to hear his moans and groans of gustatory pleasure. Even the dogs got to share a bit, with scraps and enthusiastic plate-licking :)
Afterwards we played cards, our family standard game of “Oh, Shit!” When trying to find the rules just now, I discovered that there are a bazillion variations on this game – we may have to try some :). In any case, it was a pleasant and companionable way to spend a few hours together.
When it was time to end our evening, we poured a cup of tea into Scott to get him alert enough to drive safely back to his cabin. Somehow I'm sure that when he got back to his house, he (briefly) contemplated putting his leftovers package into the refrigerator, and then simply ate it all...