Showing posts with label Wants vs Needs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wants vs Needs. Show all posts

Friday, November 12, 2021

Q NOTES # 607: Short Cuts 73

Afternoon headlines @ liberal blogs say federal grand jury has indicted walking pigpen Steve Bannon for contempt of Congress, and arrest warrant issued.

Unspoken message from AG Merrick Garland to thousands of liberals demanding immediate gratification: Better to do things right than to do them fast.

Another Friday fun fact: Trumplicans from whom Dim Doohickey demands total subservience are willing to fart in his general direction instead. In Alaska, Lisa Murkowski is running for her Senate seat again although Doohickey handpicked a primary challenger who was supposed to scare her off. 

Chris Christie is on TV saying Doohickey lost the 2020 election, and needs to get on with the rest of his life. Loser, loser, loser?

Even more aggravating for the big orange turd is Ronny Death Sentence's refusal to publicly announce that he won't run for precedent (sic) in 2024 if Doohickey runs. 

Nearly three years before the next election, and Doohickey is already insisting that he must be unchallenged for the party nomination? This shows fear that he won't make it into the race if he can't have the highway all to himself. What a mental case.

Most Trumplicans are nincompoops who couldn't correctly explain Critical Race Theory, but they don't want it taught in schools. Here's the thing: Trumplicans want to be racists without being called racists.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

CDT

Daylight saving time returns tonight, adding one more source of aggravation to the long list of things that are irritating the hell out of me. Do we really need this shit ? I hated it when the clock changes occurred in April and October-- now they're in March and November, making a bad thing even worse.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Government work

From much of the commentary I've read, it seems like there are a lot of people who envy public employees. I was a state employee for 28 years, and I never thought my job was enviable. Anyone who believes state employees have a soft life has never worked for the state of Texas.

Every month, I paid roughly equal percentages of my salary into both the state employee retirement system (ERS) and Social Security. The state paid part of my monthly health insurance premium, and the rest was taken out of my paycheck, along with federal income tax. During my working years, I tended to fret about the substantial difference between my gross monthly income and my net monthly income, but as a retiree I'm glad the retirement contributions were mandatory withholding -- I probably would've lacked the discipline to save for retirement during hard times.

As a state employee, I was required to participate in the retirement system. I had access to effective, affordable health care, and I got to take off work on designated state and federal holidays in addition to the annual and sick leave I earned every month. My first day on the job was March 1st, and my new boss told me the office would be closed for a state holiday on March 2nd. I thought "Man, this is one terrific job."

Paid leave, holidays and health insurance were benefits, but those were offset by a state salary schedule that was substantially lower than private sector salaries. Most of the time I'd have preferred fewer holidays and more take-home pay.

I always thought working in the state's public welfare bureaucracy was a high-stress, thankless job. There were more negative aspects to the daily routine than I want to list here, and most days I woke up dreading the idea of going to the office.

The lady who was my boss at the time I left the state later asked me what retirement was like. My answer: "When I was working, now and then I'd have a really great day. As a retiree, now and then I have a really shitty day." 

At the time I retired, I'd spent more than half of my life in public employment. Looking back on it as things stand now, I'm glad I did.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Bureaucracy

The protests against health care reform range from fullscale insanity (death panels) to verging on reasonable (budget deficits), and the people who are against it range from well-intentioned citizens to disgusting bottomfeeders. One of the most common arguments against the so-called public option is that health care will be managed by government bureaucrats, which means inefficiency, which translates into having to wait. If there's one thing the typical American hates, it's having to wait in line for anything.
 
At any rate, I spent virtually my entire adult life working in some type of government bureaucracy, so I believe I'm qualified to discuss them from a moderately informed perspective.


In terms of sheer mindblowing inefficiency, the United States Army probably had more silly rules and regulations than any of the other organizations I worked for. The accomplishment of military missions depends on discipline up and down the chain of command, which is fostered by having written rules for everything and an unwavering expectation they'll be obeyed. Most people like the protection the military services provide, so their bureaucratic inefficiency is generally ignored unless it causes some disaster or a loss of life.


From 1972 to 1998, I worked in the state's public welfare system, the first 32 months as a caseworker and the remainder as a unit supervisor. The welfare bureaucracy as I knew it was probably comparable to a future government organization determining eligibility for medical services.


Throughout my career, I was assigned to various administrative units of between 12-18 state employees, either as an eligibility worker or supervisor. For discussion's sake, I'll say the average was 14, although it may be actually have been slightly more or less. I supervised a variety of urban and rural offices, some as small as two caseworkers and a clerk, some as large as 9-10 workers and several clerks. I usually had a personal secretary as well.
 

My first observation is that almost always, about 50 percent of my staff members (Group A) were outstanding employees with highly developed technical skills and admirable work habits. Then there were an additional 40 percent (Group B) who were competent, diligent and dependable, but were slightly more error-prone than the elite staff. Finally, as a general rule, about 10 percent of my subordinates (Group C) were what I'd call high maintenance. They'd have difficulty mastering the policy knowledge and technical skills the work required, or had problems with attitude or absenteeism. I guess most first-line managers would classify and distribute their staffs in similar proportions.
 

Benefit applicants whose cases were handled by Group A staff were consistently happy with the service they received, and those handled by Group B generally had minor complaints, if any. Client complaints usually came from people whose cases were handled by Group C staff, and invariably involved allegations of rude treatment or processing delays, often both. Often, when processing time began to drag out, applicants would start calling several times a day to bitch about it, and eventually their worker would get fed up and reply rudely. To put it another way, about 90 percent of the complaints were caused by 10 percent of the staff.

Since our work involved providing financial assistance to low-income people, Texas taxpayers generally had a low opinion of us and the people we were trying to serve. Ronald Reagan didn't help matters with his myths and fabrications about welfare queens in Cadillacs. The state legislature tolerated our agency as a necessary evil, but was usually looking for ways to discourage poor people from applying by regularly requiring them to jump through new sets of hoops. In the age of Gingrich and Clinton (at the federal level) and George W. Bush (at the state level), this was known as "welfare reform."

 

As an unpopular department providing unpopular services, our constant focus was on quality control, meaning fraud prevention and benefit accuracy to the penny. If a client received ten dollars per month more than she was entitled to, that was assumed to be concrete statistical evidence that actual benefit errors were in the hundreds of thousands of dollars, with federal matching funds to be withheld accordingly. Errors led to added demands for precision, leading to increased verification requirements, leading to delays in processing, leading to client complaints, resulting in more errors, all in a never-ending loop of futility. The fact that Congress and the legislature were routinely changing the rules of the game only made the situation worse.
 

Ours was a high-pressure, high-stress working environment --- unfortunately, the elite Group A employees sometimes burned out and sought advancement, either up the departmental food chain or in other lines of work. The qualities that made them Group A members also made it easy for them to move on --- much easier than it was for me to replace them with new employees possessing comparable abilities.
 

In retrospect, I'm amazed my staff members were able to accomplish as many good things as they did. After some legislative sessions, the department would be under a reduction-in-force directive, meaning we were expected to do more work of higher quality with fewer employees and new rules to learn.
 

Having survived in a bureaucratic environment for so many years, I understand what bureaucrats are up against and I bear them no ill will. With most of our income these days paid through government retirement systems, my wife and I still depend on bureaucracies, and I'm impressed with how effectively and smoothly they operate. Getting into the Social Security retirement system was surprisingly easy, somewhat to my amazement after reading so many chatroom comments about how tough it would be.

The bottom line for me: There may be reasons for me to worry about the public option, but fear of bureaucracy won't be among them.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

More dysfunction

From January 2001 until January 2007, the Republicans owned the federal government and nearly everyone agrees (now) it didn't work out too well. Things got so fucked up that in 2006 Democrats regained majorities in the House and, more or less, the Senate. For two years, we were back to divided government. By then, Bush was seeing his job approval swirling down the crapper and his popular support reduced to deadenders. The damage done, he put it on automatic pilot and started mailing it in. He did one good thing, replacing Rumsfeld with Robert Gates. Otherwise, his only purpose in life was to veto whetever Dems in congress wanted and play golf.

Anyone who saw the train wreck at the beginning of the Harrison Ford movie The Fugitive has a good metaphorical reference point for the eight years of President George W. Bush. By November 2008, things were so totally fucked that the country worked off some frustration by electing a guy whose middle name was Hussein (overwhelming irony). The Democrats increased their majorities in Congress, too.

As a rule, I'm against single-party federal government, and prefer to see one party controlling the executive branch, the other running the legislative, and (ideally) a neutral judicial branch. We haven't had that exact combination in a long time.

The reason the Democrats control the House and Senate is that they won elections in red states and red (or purple) House districts. Consequently, there are many conservative Dems in Congress and almost no liberal Republicans, producing what effectively amounts to a divided government.

Obama can forget seeing his agenda slicing through the Senate like a hot knife through butter. That may or may not be good for the country, but I personally prefer no legislation to bad legislation when it comes to trillion-dollar propositions.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Wishful thinking

These are a few things I wished as the day came and went:

I wished that drivers who insist on talking on their cell phones would end their calls when they stop at a red light. Then when the light turns green, they'd be aware of it and could move on through the intersection, and when I'm behind them I could get through the green light, too.

I wished that couples walking abreast would drop momentarily into single file formation when they approach me on the sidewalk. Then I wouldn't have to step off the pavement onto muddy grass and get my Reeboks all dirty as I allow them to pass.

I wished that President Obama and the congressional Democrats would call the GOP bluff on the economic stimulus legislation. Just say, "Fuck it, we'll try it your way. Let's just ignore the situation and see if things straighten out on their own. If it works, ya'll get the credit and if it doesn't work, ya'll get the blame."

Yeah, I know I'm dreaming, but what the fuck.