War of the Roses

 

Pictured is the front entryway to my dad’s house. The sunlit white trellis on the right screens my mother’s rose garden. Photos of a couple of its blossoms are included. Although she has not tended this garden herself for more than a decade, it has been well cared for since. This garden has always been protected by walls, to keep the deer at bay. Deer could still walk into it, but as inviting as this entryway appears to humans, for deer the situation is different.

Anne and I have been out here in Monterey for more than a month now. And though the weather here changes more intraday than it does day-to-day there has been some gradual changes to the season. Sunny California is the rep, but the truth is more complicated. As the weather warms with the approach of summer, along the coast the marine layer thickens. This results in clouds and fog. Out here they have names for this phenomenon. We are currently in grey May but will soon transition to the June gloom. This goes on all summer with no-sky July and then “Fogust.” This less than sunny weather does not last all day. The marine layer usually burns off by noon, but when people come to sunny California, they expect to see the sun. I myself find empty blue skies boring and am quite content to Play Misty for Me.

Life goes on and Jane reached out to us. She is preparing to open the cabin over Memorial Day. I can’t see us getting there before July. Anyway, she asked me to order a new shower curtain for the cabin through Amazon. I did today, even though I am currently at war with Jeff Bezos. His kowtowing to Trump really turned my stomach. I let my Washington Post subscription lapse after all of its reporters left but then resubscribed later. I was in the process of doing the same with my Amazon Prime account when Jane called. So, I revived my Prime account and ordered her the shower curtain. It should arrive tomorrow.

Back in the larger world things seem to be quieting down again. Trump has sued for peace with China in his ill-conceived tariff war. Not having to pay $25 for a $10 shower curtain was a small concession that helped to convince me to reup with Amazon.  A little while back Treasury Secretary Bessent said the American dream is not about ‘access to cheap goods’ But I am pretty sure that the entire reason America exists is because we were bitching about paying too much for stuff. Does the Boston Tea Party ring any bells?

 

From Yin Yu Tang to Costco

Yin Yu Tang — A Qing Dynasty Chinese Home

During the Qing Dynasty (1644–1911), a prosperous merchant named Huang built a stately 16-bedroom house in China’s southeastern Huizhou region, calling his home Yin Yu Tang, meaning “Hall of Plentiful Shelter.” The house was home to the Huang family for more than 200 years until the last descendants moved from the village in 1982. In the 1990s, as part of a mutually beneficial cultural exchange, the home and its contents were carefully dismantled and transported to Salem, Massachusetts for eventual installation at the Peabody Essex Museum.

Touring Yin Yu Tang last December, we wore our winter coats, because it is unheated. Inside it is like a time capsule, with cultural artifacts dating from the Cultural Revolution and before. Wandering through its two floors and numerous rooms, it was easy to forget that we were actually still in 21st-century America.

The name “Yin Yu Tang” has several meanings; one refers to the owner’s wish that this house would shelter their descendants far into the future. That wish was fulfilled – Yin Yu Tang was home to eight generations of the Huang family. At any one time, as many as 30 people, from three different generations, lived there — nearly all women and children. The young men worked as merchants in cities at a distance from the village to support their families. The journey to these cities was often dangerous, and the men lived there for extended periods of time, sometimes for as long as six years. In their absence, the women, children and elders were the primary residents of the house. While caring for the younger and older generations, the women maintained the sixteen-bedroom home, farmed vegetables and raised chickens and pigs.

I had almost forgotten about this exhibit, at least until last Friday, when Chris and I visited Costco. This big box retailer has always held an outsized attraction for Chris and our parents. Back in the day, when we would visit Costco, Chris would drop-off his latest rolls of film for developing and then we would have to wait there until it was ready. More recently, on our last visit here to Monterey, we had a fight when Chris and my dad both insisted that I refill my rent-a-car at Costco, because gas was cheap there. I resisted and Chris could just not let it go.

I was under the misconception that Costco was an acronym that stood for Chinese Overseas Shipping Company, but that name belongs to COSCO. The origin of Costco’s name is more domestic. The company was originally called Priceline and evolved to its current name. Not that like any other big box retailer, Costco doesn’t have deep ties to China. Who knows what Trump’s tariffs will do to this chain? While shopping there I looked or signs of rising prices, but with their extra-large unit sizes, it was impossible to tell. One thing that I can say for Costco is that I am pleased with their stand on DEI. That and the fact that after forty years they have opened a store closer than fifty miles away may cause me to join their shopping club. Who knows, I might even buy gas there one day.

Yin Yu Tang – Interior Detail

Ruination Day

Burn It Down

Yesterday, the Orange Turd rolled-out his so-called Liberation Day that jacked-up tariffs worldwide to stratospheric levels. Today, Rudy Giuliani (Remember Rudy? 🤡) rang the opening bell at the New York Stock Exchange and markets promptly cratered. Indexes are now in correction territory, signaling a recession. Having successfully wrecked the economy, DonOld looked around and said this is good. With his work done, he took the rest of the week off for golf.

Wall Street is not the economy, but I think that here, Wall Street is showing us where Main Street is headed. Predictions for a recession have risen, and a recession means layoffs. Are we left now to simply watch prices rise and then our economy falls? Interesting strategy there: if the price for everything else rises so high, will that mute the complaints about egg prices? You know the high prices that he was going to fix on day one. As prices spiral up, up, up and we in turn spiral, down, down, down what is to be done? Liberation Day now seems perfectly calculated to liberate us from our money. It is a good thing that we still have the social safety net…

Hold on though. Wait a minute.

Last night the Senate showed us a path forward, when four Republican Senators joined all of the Democrats and voted to halt the Canadian tariffs, one of the first tariffs imposed. Reviewing my eighth-grade civics lessons, I recall now that the executive branch has no power to level taxes and tariffs are taxes. That is exclusively the providence of Congress. This current brouhaha occurred because Trump declared this an economic emergency. Taking advantage of this emergency provision, he is allowed to raise tariffs. Up until Congress says, no, there is no emergency. That is what the Senate did last night. Now, if the House could be cajoled into doing the same thing, then no more tariffs. Fini! There is no vetoing allowed. Now getting the House to play ball, is no small feat, but the Senate has always been the more stubborn body of the two, so I am hopeful. 

Tariff Tuesday

I Did That!

Yesterday, Trump announced that today his new tariffs would be emplaced. That immediately triggered a Yuge stock market crash. Today, those threatened tariffs were realized and the markets continued with their death spiral. In 1929 it took Herbert Hoover six months to tank the economy. Trump looks like he will do it in one. The only saving grace with all of this market turmoil is that Musk’s Tesla stock is tanking faster than the rest of the market. 

Add to these events Trump and Musk’s dogie efforts to shred the social safety net, where they are looting Medicaid and CHIP for tax cuts for the rich, making the poorest Americans suffer the most. Musk is laying off so many federal social security workers that former government officials are predicting its collapse next month. That only leaves Medicare as next on their hit parade.

Tonight, Trump is scheduled to speak to Congress. I cannot even imagine what new horrors he will announce. I suspect that he will issue new threats. Many relitigating old battles that he had lost. I can predict that Republicans will fall all over themselves in obeisance to their cult leader. What the Democrats will do tonight? I have no idea. I hope that they make good trouble, but they will probably do nothing. Surprise me.