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Thursday, March 17, 2011
One Light Bulb at a Time
This was originally posted to Facebook and is obviously not my creation. Wish it was but it is not.
by Paul Pulliam on Tuesday, June 8, 2010 at 10:10am
I am unable to give proper credit to the author of this note but anyone who read my rant on the Steinfeld's pickles that are now made in India will understand my sentiment.
One Light Bulb at a Time
A physics teacher in high school, once told the students that while one grasshopper on the railroad tracks wouldn't slow a train very much, a billion of them would. With that thought in mind, read the following, obviously written by a good American.
Good idea……one light bulb at a time.
Check this out . I can verify this because I was in Lowes the other day for some reason and just for the heck of it I was looking at the hose attachments. They were all made in China. The next day I was in Ace Hardware and just for the heck of it I checked the hose attachments there. They were made in USA. Start looking.
In our current economic situation, every little thing we buy or do affects someone else - even their job. So, after reading this email, I think this lady is on the right track . Let's get behind her!
My grandson likes Hershey's candy. I noticed, though, that it is marked made in Mexico. I do not buy it any more.
My favorite toothpaste Colgate is made in Mexico...now I have switched to Crest. You have to read the labels on everything.
This past weekend I was at Kroger. I needed 60 Watt light bulbs and Bounce dryer sheets. I was in the light bulb aisle, and right next to the GE brand I normally buy was an off-brand labeled, "Everyday Value". I picked up both types of bulbs and compared the stats - they were the same except for the price. The GE bulbs were more money than the Everyday Value brand but the thing that surprised me the most was the fact that GE was made in MEXICO and the Everyday Value brand was made in - get ready for this - the USA by a company in Cleveland, Ohio.
So throw out the myth that you cannot find products you use every day that are made right here.
So on to another aisle - Bounce Dryer Sheets…yep, you guessed it, bounce cost more money and is made in Canada. The Everyday Value brand was less money and MADE IN THE USA! I did laundry yesterday and the dryer sheets performed just like the Bounce Free I have been using for years and at almost half the price!
My challenge to you is to start reading the labels when you shop for everyday things and see what you can find that is made in the USA - the job you save may be your own or your neighbors!
If you accept the challenge, pass this on to others in your address book so we can all start buying American, one light bulb at a time! Stop buying from overseas companies!
We should have awakened a decade ago!!
Let's get with the program…help our fellow Americans keep their jobs and create more jobs here in the USA
One Light Bulb at a Time
A physics teacher in high school, once told the students that while one grasshopper on the railroad tracks wouldn't slow a train very much, a billion of them would. With that thought in mind, read the following, obviously written by a good American.
Good idea……one light bulb at a time.
Check this out . I can verify this because I was in Lowes the other day for some reason and just for the heck of it I was looking at the hose attachments. They were all made in China. The next day I was in Ace Hardware and just for the heck of it I checked the hose attachments there. They were made in USA. Start looking.
In our current economic situation, every little thing we buy or do affects someone else - even their job. So, after reading this email, I think this lady is on the right track . Let's get behind her!
My grandson likes Hershey's candy. I noticed, though, that it is marked made in Mexico. I do not buy it any more.
My favorite toothpaste Colgate is made in Mexico...now I have switched to Crest. You have to read the labels on everything.
This past weekend I was at Kroger. I needed 60 Watt light bulbs and Bounce dryer sheets. I was in the light bulb aisle, and right next to the GE brand I normally buy was an off-brand labeled, "Everyday Value". I picked up both types of bulbs and compared the stats - they were the same except for the price. The GE bulbs were more money than the Everyday Value brand but the thing that surprised me the most was the fact that GE was made in MEXICO and the Everyday Value brand was made in - get ready for this - the USA by a company in Cleveland, Ohio.
So throw out the myth that you cannot find products you use every day that are made right here.
So on to another aisle - Bounce Dryer Sheets…yep, you guessed it, bounce cost more money and is made in Canada. The Everyday Value brand was less money and MADE IN THE USA! I did laundry yesterday and the dryer sheets performed just like the Bounce Free I have been using for years and at almost half the price!
My challenge to you is to start reading the labels when you shop for everyday things and see what you can find that is made in the USA - the job you save may be your own or your neighbors!
If you accept the challenge, pass this on to others in your address book so we can all start buying American, one light bulb at a time! Stop buying from overseas companies!
We should have awakened a decade ago!!
Let's get with the program…help our fellow Americans keep their jobs and create more jobs here in the USA
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Civility
Wednesday is newspaper day here in South Columbia County. After we buy the papers, Pam and I discuss it together, peruse the local ads and the letters to the editor, and other stuff that goes on around us. Some of us that have been in this area over thirty years remember when Gib Crouse ran the Chronicle and the Ericksons owned The Spotlight. Support and dedication to the local community was paramount in their minds and they gave us quality publications adhering to sound ethics and good journalistic practice. They both participated and supported our community. They believed in civility and made certain their newspapers did also.
Yesterday I received an email from one of my Sisters-in-law talking about how much she had enjoyed my mother and how she counted among her blessings to have been fortunate to have known her. Some of you may remember when Mom would visit St Helens. She would walk from my house near the City reservoir on Pittsburg Road downtown and meet me for lunch at McIntire’s Deli, or she would shop at BJ’s Sewing Basket, or Wicker Wonders, or other local shops. One of her favorites was the huge baked potatoes at Fat Boy’s Pizza and the extra special service Don and Cheryl extended to make her feel welcome in her son’s town. Her name was Freda but most people called her Mrs. Pulliam or Mrs. P. She raised six sons, loved her daughters-in law, was widowed at a fairly young age, worked into her seventies and was just a damn good person. All her boys except myself served in the military seeing action in WW II, Korea, and pre Viet Nam.
By now I hope you are wondering what the connection between the newspapers, my mother, civility, Pam, Paul, and why I would take the time to discuss it. It is the degeneration of the quality of discourse. As many of you are aware Pam Powell is my wife. We are both active locally and we both stand on our own.. We value our marriage however, and when I was on the Port Commission and she became employed by the hospital we made a vow that I would not discuss the Port and she would not discuss the hospital at home. That is not to say that we would not participate but that we wanted to avoid stressing our relationship. We have followed this process throughout. I get my information on-line and at the meetings the same as anyone else.
Unfortunately, there seems to be a very small but vocal group who think demeaning a person and belittling their name is a normal part of the political process. Some of them call Pam Powell, Mrs. Pulliam and some call me Mr. Powell evidently under the assumption that it is demeaning and lends support to their causes. Sometimes they misspell or further denigrate the names evidently to assist in supporting their rumors. To paraphrase Lloyd Bentsen, “I have seen Don Rickels and Don Rickels they are not.” They post on blogs and claim to be reporters and preach Freedom of the Press. But none of them seem to want to take on the awesome responsibility that freedom of the press requires: accuracy, verification, civility and above all respect for others. Unfortunately our local papers are now allowing them access on the editorial pages. I doubt that any of them know how much of a compliment it is to be called Mrs. Pulliam, or Mr. Powell. And, I don’t think that Gib Crouse or the Ericksons would have allowed it in their papers. And Pam and Paul don’t know which one of us they think they are insulting. We are both proud of each other.
Yesterday I received an email from one of my Sisters-in-law talking about how much she had enjoyed my mother and how she counted among her blessings to have been fortunate to have known her. Some of you may remember when Mom would visit St Helens. She would walk from my house near the City reservoir on Pittsburg Road downtown and meet me for lunch at McIntire’s Deli, or she would shop at BJ’s Sewing Basket, or Wicker Wonders, or other local shops. One of her favorites was the huge baked potatoes at Fat Boy’s Pizza and the extra special service Don and Cheryl extended to make her feel welcome in her son’s town. Her name was Freda but most people called her Mrs. Pulliam or Mrs. P. She raised six sons, loved her daughters-in law, was widowed at a fairly young age, worked into her seventies and was just a damn good person. All her boys except myself served in the military seeing action in WW II, Korea, and pre Viet Nam.
By now I hope you are wondering what the connection between the newspapers, my mother, civility, Pam, Paul, and why I would take the time to discuss it. It is the degeneration of the quality of discourse. As many of you are aware Pam Powell is my wife. We are both active locally and we both stand on our own.. We value our marriage however, and when I was on the Port Commission and she became employed by the hospital we made a vow that I would not discuss the Port and she would not discuss the hospital at home. That is not to say that we would not participate but that we wanted to avoid stressing our relationship. We have followed this process throughout. I get my information on-line and at the meetings the same as anyone else.
Unfortunately, there seems to be a very small but vocal group who think demeaning a person and belittling their name is a normal part of the political process. Some of them call Pam Powell, Mrs. Pulliam and some call me Mr. Powell evidently under the assumption that it is demeaning and lends support to their causes. Sometimes they misspell or further denigrate the names evidently to assist in supporting their rumors. To paraphrase Lloyd Bentsen, “I have seen Don Rickels and Don Rickels they are not.” They post on blogs and claim to be reporters and preach Freedom of the Press. But none of them seem to want to take on the awesome responsibility that freedom of the press requires: accuracy, verification, civility and above all respect for others. Unfortunately our local papers are now allowing them access on the editorial pages. I doubt that any of them know how much of a compliment it is to be called Mrs. Pulliam, or Mr. Powell. And, I don’t think that Gib Crouse or the Ericksons would have allowed it in their papers. And Pam and Paul don’t know which one of us they think they are insulting. We are both proud of each other.
Monday, February 21, 2011
pickles
I originally posted this to Facebook but was reminded of it again today. I thought it was a good one to post to Beetz Me since Paul and Joe Phaumbeetz are the same guy.
So, Pam and I were sitting down eating dinner (Buffalo burgers) this evening looking out over the river and having a nice visit when I asked her for a pickle. A Steinfield's Kosher baby dill to be exact. Then I said, " I wonder where they are made now that Steinfield has sold the Portland operation and closed the Scappoose plant" She read the label out loud and said "product of India". I said, "No! They moved to the mid-west someplace didn't they?" and Pam repeated, "made in India". Never mind what I said next, but I am still ranting. The meat was from Montana, the tomato from Florida, the horseradish from Beaverton, the bread from Seattle, the wine and the blue cheese from Oregon, and the KOSHER dill from India. It is the last jar of Steinfield's I will ever buy. No wonder farmer'smarkets are coming back so strongly.
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