First Bill Signed...You Were Pissed...Werd O' The Day...

Yesterday, President Obama signed his first bill into law as our Leader.  The Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Restoration Act allows victims of pay-based discrimination to file a complaint to the government within 180 days of their most recent paycheck, as opposed to within 180 days of their first unfair paycheck.  So essentially, there is no statute of limitations on pay-based discrimination, which is good.  Now mind you, there are many Laws on the books which prohibit pay-based discrimination (see: The right of employees to be free from discrimination in their compensation is protected under several federal laws, including the following enforced by the U.S. Equal Employment Opportunity Commission (EEOC): the Equal Pay Act of 1963, Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, the Age Discrimination in Employment Act of 1967, and Title I of the Americans with Disabilities Act of 1990.)  This is just another step forward for proponents of equal pay for equal work.  Gender should not play any role is determining one's worth to an organization.  I can't believe that this is still an issue, but it is.  For all you anti-dems, under the Bush Administration, little was done to promote fair pay.  Additionally, Senator McCain indicated that this type of law would only benefit trial lawyers.  I am sure you agree that the lack of a penis does not justify any sort of workplace discrimination...

Oh how I love the bus.  There are so many interesting (to say the least) characters who ride with me.  Now I am not going to get into socio-economics or geographic disposition, but man, there are some seriously pissed off folk on my route.  Today, for example, there was a man on the bus that got on cursing and swearing.  Actually let me back up a bit... Today is very cold in Chicago.  The bus-driver had the heat on way too high.  An uncomfortable rider opened a window to let some colder air in the bus (thank you).  Okay, so when the guy gets on the bus, he walks past the cracked window and says, "Are you f_cking kidding me?  It's negative 60 outside!" and slams the window shut.  While still wearing his huge coat, he was mumbling something about "idiots" and such.  I looked over at this man, in his huge coat, and thought to myself, "I give him 5 minutes before he bakes."  It was with great pleasure as I, along with the other riders, watched this guy move around uncomfortably in his seat, and within 5 minutes, take his jacket off...LOL...Man, were you pissed...

Werd O' Da Day:

garble • \GAR-bul\ • verb

1 : to sift impurities from

2 *a : to so alter or distort as to create a wrong impression or change the meaning

b : to introduce textual error into (a message) by inaccurate encipherment, transmission, or decipherment

Example Sentence:

Jim's stage debut was a success, for the most part, though he did garble a few of his lines in the opening scene.

Did you know?

"Garble" developed from Late Latin "cribellare," a verb meaning "to sift." Arabic speakers borrowed "cribellare" as "gharbala," and the Arabic word passed into Old Italian as "garbellare"; both of these words also meant "to sift." When the word first entered Middle English as "garbelen," its meaning stayed close to the original; it meant "to sort out the best." But that sort of sifting can cause a distortion, and in early Modern English "garble" came to mean "to distort the meaning or sound of."