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In 1957, when I was five, I went to the movies with my brothers and we watched the movie Beginning of the End about giant locust who invaded Chicago.
Looking at the movie clips now, I clearly see, the insects were put in a small miniature town so they would look big and their pictures blown up in size. The movie frightened me so badly I had to run to the girls room and hide there until the movie was over. It scared the bejeepers right out of me.
Silly you said? This is such a corney, unrealistic sci-fi movie. Sure you can say that, you’re not five years old.
Lately I have been shopping in my location Lowe’s hardware store. Usually I like that store and have shopped there many timed. That is, of course, until the Halloween Horror!
Not only are these characters horrible and gruesome, they are larger than life size and stand anywheres of six feet and above. What kid wouldn’t be scared to death! Wow. Thank you so much, Lowes, for putting the dollar sign in front of common sense and place the “Happy” back into Halloween! So much for it being a happy, fun holiday for kids!
(Jeremy and Samuel continue their journey with the Portal.)
Jeremy stared at his hands and then the picture and shook his head. Wow! This is something! The first instinct was to run to mother and tell her about the picture.
No, she’ll just take it down and give it to dad and then he will send it back to Uncle Al. Maybe, not just yet.
“Samuel, I’m in here,” he yelled.
His younger brother appeared around the corner looking frustrated.
“Jeremy, where have you been? I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Mom wants to go to the store.”
“Store, ah, sure. Let’s go.” Jeremy hustled his brother out of the room and glanced back nervously at the picture. To his relief, it had returned to its dull brown color. No hint of the neon glow was visible.
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Later, that evening, Jeremy sat on his bed and stared at the picture a long time. Getting up he went into the kitchen. Mom was making dinner.
“Mom, where is that envelope the picture came in?”
“I think I put it in the paper recycle bin. In the garage.”
Jeremy opened the door to the garage and went out. The three bins were lined up like waiting soldiers against the wall. The green bin for garden stuff, the blue for recycle and the grey for regular trash.
He pushed the lid open and peered inside. On the top of a bunch of paper, sat the yellow envelope. He pulled it out and looked at it.
The envelope was addressed to him which was surprising. He hardly knew his uncle Al and had maybe met him only a couple of times. Seemed like the guy was always busy off somewhere, doing something. Not much time for family visits.
The labels on the envelope were hand written in black ink. There was his name, Jeremy Beans and their address. In the left corner it read: Dr. Alfred Beans, Kitt Pk., Tohono O’odham Nation.
What the heck? Jeremy thought to himself. Something to do with kittens?
He didn’t want to ask too many questions in case his parents decided It Meant Something, and he had to start telling them more about the picture.
Mr. Beans got home with Tyler and they all sat down to their spaghetti dinner. Mrs. Beans poured herself and her husband each a glass of red wine.
“Ah, red wine,” Mr. Beans commented. He nodded to his wife, “good for the heart.”
“Yes, dear,” she replied with a smile.
“What kind of meat is this?” he asked her.
“85% lean from the health-food store.”
“Perfect,” he commented and dug in. “Looks like Tyler is well on his way to getting his science project underway for the next big school science fair. I think he is going to do us proud.”
Tyler said nothing and kept shoveling food onto his plate. Both his parents beamed at him. He ignored them.
“So, anything happen around here today while we were gone?”
“We got a picture from Uncle Al,” both Jeremy and Samuel said at the same time.
“Whoa, whoa, slow down. A picture? From my brother?” Disbelief showed on his face. “Alice?”
Alice Beans shrugged. “Some little brown thing that came in the mail. I don’t know. Maybe he is taking up art or something.”
“Art?” David Beans looked at his wife, incredulous. “Al doesn’t have an artistic bone….”
“Well, I don’t know,” his wife replied. “He’s your brother. I gave up trying to figure him out a long time ago.”
“Humpt.” David Beans got some French bread off the plate. “Maybe I’ll look at it after dinner.”
Jeremy dropped his fork, then picked it up. He didn’t want his dad to do something with the picture, like take it away. Glancing at himself in the mirror over the sideboard, he saw nervousness. He was definitely going to have to keep his cool.
Later in Jeremy’s bedroom, they stood in front of the picture. Mr. Beans, Tyler, Jeremy and Samuel all stared at the little brownish square.
“So, what do you think it is?” Mr. Beans asked.
Jeremy gave a non-committal shrug and moved away. He plopped on his bed and picked up a baseball and started tossing it from hand to hand.
Tyler touched it and lifted it away from the wall, looked underneath and placed it back against the wall.
“It’s not a canvas, it’s much heavier.” He looked at his dad. “I could test it in my chem lab in the garage if you want.”
Jeremy’s heart skipped a beat.
“No, no,” David Beans waved his hands in the air. “Probably just some experiment my older brother was working on that didn’t work, and thinking it was kind of pretty,” he gave a little laugh, “thought our young man here might like it.”
Jeremy was studying his baseball closely.
“But it’s not pretty,” Samuel added. “It’s ugly.”
“Well,” Mr. Beans shook his head, “gift horse and all that. The envelope, I understand, was addressed to you, Jeremy.” He turned and looked at his son. “You want to keep it?”
“Yeah, I guess,” Jeremy was casual, “something different.”
“Okay, then. Well, I think Mom has some dessert. Last one’s a rotten egg!”
The trio scooted out of the room quick march. Jeremy sat and stared at the picture. When he was sure they were gone, he got up slowly and walked over to the picture. He touched it with his forefinger. In that one little spot, a faint orange glow appeared and there was the slightest hum. He quickly pulled his hand away and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Next day, dad was back to work, and mom was busy in the kitchen with a shopping list. Her big purse was on the countertop with her keys and hot coffee mug. Her notebook with the list stuck out of the bag.
“Samuel, Jeremy, here please!”
The two shuffled lazily into the kitchen.
“Ok, it’s less than two weeks before school starts and I have to go get your supplies. Jeremy you still want the thin notebooks with the wire ring on the edge, right?”
He nodded at her.
“And Samuel, first day of first grade. How exciting! We’ll get you lots of crayons and colored pencils.” Samuel bobbed on his toes. “Now, Tyler is in charge when I am gone. Let’s not park in front of the TV all day, ok. Go outside and ride your bikes or something. Get some air.” She gathered up her stuff.
“Where’s Tyler, Mom?”
“He’s in the garage working on his project. Call if you really, really need something. If you’re good, I’ll get Subways for lunch.”
“Yay!” Sam jumped up and down.
“Okay, kiss, kiss.” She leaned down and kissed Sam. She tried to kiss Jeremy, but he leaned away at the last minute. “Okay, later.”
Jeremy stood at the glass slider and watched as his mom get into the SUV and pull out of the driveway. When she was gone he ambled out to the garage with Samuel at his heels.
“Whatcha doing?” He asked his older brother.
“Nothing you would have any interest in so scram,” Tyler turned back to a tiny arc welder and kept dripping bits of metal on a metal plate.
“Okay, well then we’re going down the street to see Sean.”
“Whatever,” his brother waved at him. “Don’t get killed. And, don’t make me call an ambulance.”
“Sure,” Jeremy slowly left the garage, walked down the driveway, circled back to the front of the house and went back through a side door.
“I thought we were going to Sean’s,” Samuel complained. “I think they have a new puppy.”
“Be quiet.” Jeremy went back into the room he shared with Sam and closed the door. “Now you can’t tell anybody about this, okay. If you do, I’ll tell Mom and Dad it was you put the hamster in the toilet.”
“It was an accident,” his brother protested. “I was just trying to teach him to swim.”
Jeremy rolled his eyes and then peeked out the door one more time to be sure Tyler wasn’t lurking in the hallway.
“Go sit down,” Jeremy pointed. Samuel sat on his bed.
Jeremy went over to the picture and laid his full hand on it. The picture immediately began to glow and hum.
“What’s that!” Samuel jumped off the bed.
“Shush, Tyler will hear you.” Jeremy put a finger to his lips. The size of the picture got bigger and the neon colors came back. The humming got louder.
“Come over here and hold my hand,” Jeremy held out his hand and the younger boy took it with reluctance. “Now hold on.”
Jeremy pushed against the portal and both boys fell through and landed on green grass.
“Wow! What just happened, where are we?” Samuel got up and turned around and around in amazement.
Jeremy got up and brushed himself off. The portal hung in the air and still glowed, but the humming was gone.
“Okay, let’s just use our scout skills like Dad taught us to map where we are so we don’t get lost coming back.” He looked up at the sky, the huge fluffy clouds were still there, moving lazily through blue sky with a slight wind. “The sun comes up in the east and sets in the west. Where’s the sun now, Samuel?”
“East?” The younger boy asked.
“That’s correct. It’s to our east. Let’s stack some rocks here just to make sure we know this is the spot. The lake should be over there through those little woods.
“Lake?”
“Yeah, it’s a big lake, very cool. Last time I was here, there was this ship…”
“You were here before?” an incredulous Samuel asked. “Ooo, you didn’t tell Mom and Dad, you are going to be in so much trouble….”
“Hey. I told you before, this is our little secret. I mean, it came from Uncle Al. How bad can it be?”
Samuel shook his head.
“So, what. You want to stay here and wait for me?”
“Well, no.”
“Alright then, let’s do these rocks and go.”
They made a small marker with stones like Mr. Beans had taught them.
That done, Jeremy set off at a brisk pace in the direction he remembered the lake to be. They got through a short grouping of trees and …
“There it is, just like I thought!” Jeremy grinned at his brother. They moved down toward the lake. The enormous fountain was still there, in the middle, spewing giant columns of white, foamy water.
They came to the edge of the water. Samuel leaned over and touched the surface.
“Oh, cold.”
They stood there and admired the beautiful blue surface and then, like the last time, a large, masted ship started to come around the fountain in their direction.
“Jeremy,” Sam pointed excitedly, “a boat, a boat!”
“It’s not a boat, stupid, it’s a ship. A three-master, in fact.”
They both watched astonished as the ship sailed, seemingly by itself, up to the beach where they stood.
There was a large rope hanging over the side.
“Look, Samuel, a rope. We can climb on that way.” Jeremy started to wade out into the water.
“What if we need a ticket and don’t have one? They might throw us off.”
“Oh, come on scaredy cat.”
“I’m not a scaredy cat.”
“Are too.”
“Look, Jeremy, there’s a little walkway.” Sam pointed.
A landing pier that Jeremy had not noticed before was to their right. It led right up to the ship’s side.
“Ok, come on then.”
They hurried over and ran down the pier. Jeremy pushed Samuel up the rope and climbed up after him. Pretty soon they were onboard. There didn’t appear to be anyone else there.
“Look!” Jeremy yelled, “the steering wheel.” He ran toward it. There was a large black hat perched on top of the wheel. He pulled it off and stuck it on his head. It fit perfectly.
“What about me?” Samuel whined.
“Look, there’s a red scarf thing over there. You can put that on and be part of the crew.”
Samuel ran and got the bandana. Jeremy helped him tie it around his head.
“Would you look at us?” Jeremy laughed. Samuel did a little jig around the deck.
“Where to now, Jer?” the little sailor asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll just try to steer this thing….”
To his amazement, the wheel responded to his touch and the ship began to move. Slowly, Jeremy turned the wheel and they ended up circling the fountain. Palm trees on the shore bobbed their head in salute as the boys sailed past.
“This is so fun!” Samuel ran from one side of the deck to the other, looking over the side.
“You better not fall in,” his brother yelled at him. “I don’t want to have to fish you out.”
This would be so cool to take home and show to Tyler. I bet that would show him a thing, Jeremy thought to himself.
As if on cue, there was a slight shudder to the ship and ever so slowly, the front end started to lift. Jeremy realized with shock that they were pulling out of the water into the air.
Samuel grabbed a mast. “What are you doing?” he screamed.
“We’re…uh…flying!” his brother replied.
They were completely airborne now and Jeremy steered the ship around the lake a couple of laps.
“Jeremy, I think I want to go home,” Samuel said, “this is kind of scary.”
“Okay, no problem,” Jeremy was more uncertain than he sounded. “Home it is.” He headed the ship back to the beach, past the grove of trees and toward the portal. He figured they were going to have to jump off the ship when it got close to the portal and let it go flying off into space.
However, a curious thing started to happen as the ship approached the portal. The entire ship started to shrink and get smaller. Jeremy and Samuel also began to shrink down.
Samuel ran to his brother and clung on for dear life.
“Jeremy!!!!”
Jeremy had nothing to say. The ship was shrinking, and it seemed to be pointing itself to the portal almost without his help. They got right up to the little hanging square.
“Jeremy, we’re going through!” Samuel yelled in Jeremy’s ear.
Then with a little Pop! sound they were through the portal and back in the boy’s bedroom. There were the two twin beds, made up with matching orange and brown plaid coverlets. Samuel’s Ted Bear was still on his bed. Jeremy’s baseball and mitt were on his bed. San Francisco baseball posters were on the wall. It was like they had never left.
“Jeremy, we’re back home.”
“Yeah, we are,” Jeremy whispered. “But, we’re small and we’re still on this ship.”
“Ooh,” Sam said.
The ship was floating through the air unaided.
“Can’t we just get down now?” Samuel pleaded.
“Just a few more minutes. Let’s see where it takes us.”
Jeremy could still steer, and he circled the bedroom. The ship then, seemingly with a mind of its own, headed toward the door. Jeremy thought for a minute they would hit the door and fall off.
Again, to his amazement, with a slight Pop! sound they were through the door and out in the hallway.
Beamer was lying down in the hallway having a morning snooze. Leisurely, they sailed over his head. With a jerk, sensing something, Beamer woke up and caught sight of the ship. He jumped up and started barking. Jeremy steered the ship higher, so Beamer couldn’t get it with his teeth. This close he could see the dog’s tawny brown/gold eyes and shaggy brown fur. They kept sailing down the hall and Beamer ran after them, nails clicking on the parquet flooring.
Soon, they were in the dining room and Paws, the cat, came around the corner to see what was going on. Shiny black fur with four white paws, he jumped up on the dining room table and started swatting at the ship.
“Paws stop it! Stop it,” Jeremy yelled at the cat who ignored him. They were about to sail past the dining room table when Paws did a giant leap and hooked a set of claws into the side of the ship. The ship began to list dangerously.
“Sorry, pal. Hate to do this.” Jeremy dropped two planks down and a surprised Paws fell to the floor. Recovering quickly, both animals kept chasing the ship.
“Look, Jer!” Samuel exclaimed, “the kitchen window.” Indeed, the kitchen window had been left open and this one had no screen. Jeremy steered the ship right through the open window.
Outside now, the cool autumn breeze buffeted the ship. The sails on the mast blew out to their full extent. Jeremy steered the ship around the backyard several times.
“Can I have a turn?” Samuel asked his brother. “I haven’t had a turn yet.”
“Well, I guess. But don’t run into anything.”
Happily, Samuel grabbed the big wheel. They were nearing the apple tree when there was a screeching sound and Jeremy looked up. In the sky, dropping quickly was the neighborhood hawk.
“The tree!” he exclaimed and jerked the wheel of the ship into the branches of the tree. The hawk whizzed by and screeched.
“Boy, that was close.” Samuel said. “You take it back,” and he stepped away from the wheel and sat down. “How are we going to get back now with that bird and everything?” He plopped his chubby face in both hands.
The ship balanced precariously on a tree limb.
“I know.” Jeremy started to whistle. “Call to Beamer and Paws, they can come out through the dog door.”
Both boys started yelling for the animals as loudly as they could. In a flash, Beamer was scooting through the dog door with the cat fast behind. Beamer spied them in the tree and started jumping up and down barking. There was another screech, higher up and the sound faded away.
“I think we’re okay now,” Jeremy peered up through the branches. “Let’s go.”
Samuel was holding onto the front of the ship and Jeremy turned the wheel and steered it out of the tree and back toward the house. Beamer kept barking and Paws was following close, doing the stealth bomber thing.
Jeremy steered the ship back inside and straight back to their bedroom. With another Pop! sound they were back in their room. Jeremy steered the ship back to the picture and told Samuel to climb off. Sam jumped down to the dresser and Jeremy followed him. The ship seemed to pause for them. He patted it one last time.
“Time for you to go home now, old thing.”
Promptly, the ship sailed back into the picture which closed behind it. There was a slight sucking sound. Sam and Jeremy jumped off the dresser just as they resumed their normal size. Jeremy looked, and the picture had returned to its dull brown color again.
They both lay on their beds laughing. There is a slight knock on the door and it opened. Tyler stood there.
“What’s going on, you two?”
They stared at him innocently. “Nothing,” they both said at the same time.
“I thought I heard some funny noises. And why was Beamer barking like that?”
They shrugged.
“Well, I better not…”
“You know, Tyler. You sound just like Dad.” Jeremy said to his older brother.
“Yeah, and your point?”
“Just saying.”
“Right, moron.”
Tyler closed the door with an expression of disgust. They could hear footsteps retreating down the hall.
“I don’t think you’re a moron,” Samuel said to Jeremy.
“Well, thank you, Sam. That’s very nice.”
“What’s a moron?”
Jeremy laughed then Sam laughed. They both rolled back and forth on their twins.
At least for Jeremy, he couldn’t wait to go back in the portal again.
Jeremy Beans, age ten, lived in an ordinary house on an ordinary street. He had a mom, a dad, a younger brother,
Samuel, age six and an older brother, Tyler, age twelve. His friends at school
just called him Bean for short.
Samuel was kind of fun because he could be talked into playing games. Tyler was no fun because he was always gone Doing Things.
One day, on a Saturday, Tyler was gone with Dad, working on his school science project. Jeremy was home with Mom, Samuel and Beamer, their dog. His job was to get his room cleaned up. Probably the worst job in the world and the one he hated the most. He and Sam were in the living room and they still had fifteen more minutes TV time.
The doorbell rang, and he could hear his mom.
“I’ll get it.”
The door opened, and mom had a short conversation with the UPS man and brought in a brown paper package.
“Hum,” she said, walking to the kitchen table.
“Who’s it from?” Jeremy asked. He followed his mother. Samuel was crowding his elbow, looking too.
“Your uncle Al.” She frowned
looking at the package. “You know, the scientist.” She went to get a pair of
scissors. “It’s not Christmas or anyone’s birthday, I don’t…”
She opened the package and a brownish square fell out. She picked it up and looked at it, frown lines creased her brow.
“I don’t know…” She turned it over
and over. “I can’t see what it is supposed to be. A picture…? It seems kind of
heavy…”
Sighing she put the brown square down on the dining room table. Jeremy looked at it.
“Look, Mom. There’s a kind of design on this side,” Jeremy peered at the square.
“Maybe he is trying out some new art design or something. I don’t know, he always was a little weird,” she replied.
The telephone rang, and his mother turned her head.
“Can I have it, Mom?” Jeremy asked.
Distracted, his mother was walking to the kitchen. “Ah, sure. I guess.”
She disappeared into the kitchen and Jeremy could hear her talking to someone.
“What is it, Jeremy?” Samuel asked.
“It’s a…it’s a…hum. A kind of picture.”
“Let me hold it.”
“No, you’ll just break it.”
“No, I won’t!”
“Yes, you will, you break everything.”
“Aw…”
“And don’t start crying either,”
Jeremy commanded. “Come on, we’ll put it up in our room and I’ll let you help.”
They both walked the picture back to their bedroom. There was a little hook on the back of the picture.
“Sam, go get the small hammer and a
couple of nails from the drawer in the kitchen. Can you do that?”
Samuel nodded and ran for the kitchen. Jeremy walked around their room trying to figure out the best spot for the picture. He finally decided to put it across from his bed, so he could see it. Then, maybe he could figure out what it was supposed to be.
Samuel came running back in with the hammer and two nails.
“Mom got them for me.” He held them out for Jeremy.
Jeremy placed the picture, the
hammer and the nails on the dresser. He pulled out a short pencil, made a
little X on the wall and hammered in one nail. He didn’t like the way it
looked, pulled it out and hammered in another one.
Samuel leaned on the dresser, breathless. Carefully, Jeremy picked up the picture, looked at the little hook on the back and pushed the picture over the nail. They both backed up and looked at it.
“Now what?” Samuel asked.
“Now…I don’t know. It’s just a picture. It doesn’t do anything.” They stood back and stared at the picture a moment.
“I think Mom is making some cookies,” Samuel said.
“What kind?” Jeremy asked.
“Chocolate chip.”
Jeremy put down the hammer and they
both made a beeline for the kitchen.
Later that afternoon, Jeremy was taking a light nap and heard a humming sound. He opened his eyes and looked around. What? He looked over and saw the picture was humming and glowing. He got up and went over to it. It started to turn different glowing colors. The colors were neon like and reminded Jeremy of glow magic markers; hot pink, vivid yellow, acid green, red-orange and a bit of navy blue. They swirled around each other.
He put his finger on the surface.
It was warm. With a zap! and pop! Jeremy was sucked into the picture. He fell
on a soft surface. Shocked and scared, he got up and saw he was on some green
grass in a misty clearing. Looking around it looked like the mist was beginning
to clear.
Thisis some kind of small forest. But where? Curiosity overtook him.
Walking through the forest he came upon a large lake. It was very blue. Large, fluffy clouds filled the sky. In the middle of the lake a huge water fountain sprayed water in every direction.
Jeremy gazed around himself in amazement.
Wherethe heck?
Then, slowly from around the other side of the fountain, through the water mist, he saw the outline of a large, masted ship. It was moving his way.
He realized his mouth was hanging open and shut it when, faintly, in a distance, he could hear Samuel calling his name.
I shouldget back to my room, Jeremy thought.
The next moment he was standing in his room. He turned around and around. The lake was gone, the ship was gone, the forest was gone.
He stared at his hands and then the picture and shook his head. Wow! This is something! The first instinct was to run to mother and tell her about the picture.
No,she’ll just take it down and give it to dad and then he will send it back to
I’ve had to consider for some time now why it is that Trump keeps hanging on with a vast array of supporters after all the drama and bad press.
I look at women my age and wonder over and over again. Recently, I saw a Facebook posting by an acquaintanance of mine. Again, a woman my age who should know a thing or two. It was a painting depiction of Trump, walking toward the camera, in a heavy leather overcoat, in the rain, with a legion of followers walking behind. Suddenly, it all fell into place. Hero worship.
Trump was her hero and he was going to ‘solve it all’ and ‘get things fixed.’ This is about as unrealistic as thinking we can undo Colonial Imperialism or send Christopher Columbus back to where he came from. Someone recently made the comparision in time and place that really made sense. The current population of Phoenix, AZ is approximately two million people. That was the population of the entire Continental America at the time of the signing of the Declaration of Independence.
Thinking that we can go back to ‘a simpler’ time where one silver bullet takes care of everything is extremely wishful thinking. I think the song was “We Don’t Need Another Hero,”. If you were a fan of Ronald Reagan, you would remember that as a seasoned politican when he got into the White House, he surrounded himself with a lot of very smart people. It takes a village or something like that, and it certainly takes an organized, educated, competent staff to ‘run’ the White House and help make a lot of extremely difficult decsions. Trump is not that guy.
(Oh, by the way, the hero worship thing is certainly not limited to women!)
Letter: Believing in Trump is hero worship at its worst
BattleBoro Reformer
To the editor: Watching history sadly repeat itself, I recently had the following scary thought: It wouldn’t take a huge leap of my imagination to envision the Republican Party being willing to run Adolf Hitler as a presidential candidate if that would give them the power that they are so desperate to seize. Being that scientific studies have apparently shown that the human brain operates on a negative bias in order to survive, it’s an easy political card to play to get the scared, angry masses stirred up … find and blame a scapegoat. Pretty obvious.
As a person without a college education who has made my living with my hands (now missing two fingers), I understand (to whatever degree I can) the need for someone to represent the common disenfranchised person in this country whose life and livelihood has been gutted by what I see as a capitalist system that lacks adult supervision.
Since the era seems to have passed where America no longer has a John Wayne to believe in, yet still clings to the notion that we need a hero to save us, many have, out of desperation chosen just that… a false god in Donald Trump. History shows that people will choose a strong appearing person who is wrong over a weak appearing person who is right. Perhaps that comes from the same inability for an individual to choose the vulnerable path necessary to grieve and be honest about one’s own internal pain. To say to ourselves that “this hurts” and feel it instead of believing what we think of as our thoughts, when the stories our thoughts create are actually cultural programming spawned from the same negative got-to-survive thinking that leads to wars.
I wish that there was an honest hero that everyone could believe in in this country to unite us. Sadly, I can’t see how they would gain traction. It appears that there’s too much corporate power that would drive them into the ground.
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The Biden-Harris housing plan will ensure a cap on rent increases by landlords to 5% per year. Big landlord companies like Camden Properties Trust, will agree to the guidelines or lose Fed tax breaks.
In a state where rent increases of 30% are common, the raging homeless situation is being constantly fueled by ever increasing price gouging by landlords and resultant evictions. This situation raises profits for landlords and increases burden on the public for continual needs and problems caused by the homeless. The site Accountable.us monitors the use of an app called Realpage that helps landlords to determine price hikes.
Currently the State Atty General for AZ is in the process of suing Camden properties and others for price gouging, unethical and immoral practices that are contrary to the common good. The office of Kris Mays, Atty General has also filed against Buenas communities for substandard living conditions not disclosed to new renters as well as failure to properly maintain their units.
Many apartment complexes are owned by out of state ‘investors’.
Then, owners are protected from retaliation from angry renters when faced with escalating rent and other problems, by a complex system of property management companies who never reveal the owners identity. Apparently, property owners learned their lessons well from the French Revolution. They can’t hurt me if they don’t know who I am or where I live. Thoughtful strategies. Meanwhile the rest of us are left with out-of-control costs of living and escalating homeless numbers.
So, good luck Chris Mays and Joe Biden. Maybe the tax payers can get a break! CW
Department of Education Releases Proposed Rules on Accountability for Certificate and For-Profit Programs and Transparency into Unaffordable Student Debt
Today, the U.S. Department of Education (Department) released proposed regulations to establish the strongest set of safeguards ever to protect students from unaffordable debt or insufficient earnings from career training programs, along with new measures to increase transparency across all postsecondary programs. The proposal would create the strongest-ever Gainful Employment (GE) rule, which would terminate access to Federal financial aid for career training programs that routinely leave graduates with unaffordable debt burdens or with earnings that are no higher than workers without any education beyond high school. The proposed GE rule is estimated to protect more than 700,000 students annually who would otherwise enroll in one of nearly 1,800 low-performing programs, because access to postsecondary programs that produce poor outcomes is not really access at all. These accountability measures will not only better protect students enrolled in low-financial-value programs, but will also encourage improvements across all of higher education.
The proposed regulations would also bring increased transparency to the true costs and financial outcomes of nearly all undergraduate and graduate degree programs. This includes disclosures of what students and families are likely to pay out-of-pocket for a given program and a requirement that students acknowledge this information before receiving federal financial aid to attend programs that consistently leave participants with high debt burdens.
“President Biden has taken unprecedented steps to fix our broken student loan system and help millions of Americans struggling with student debt, creating new opportunities for borrowers, their families, and their communities. At the same time, we need to hold colleges accountable for unaffordable costs and better protect students from programs that fail to deliver real value and upward mobility,” said U.S. Secretary of Education Miguel Cardona. “The rules proposed today are about helping ensure that when students invest in a postsecondary education, they get a solid return on investment and a greater shot at the American dream.”
Today’s announcement is part of the Biden-Harris Administration’s ambitious reimagining of college finance to ensure that all students can afford to get the education and skills they need after high school. President Biden has championed a $900 increase to the maximum Pell Grant and laid out a path to doubling the maximum award by 2029. He has also proposed tuition-free community college and tuition assistance at Historically Black Colleges and Universities, Tribal Colleges and Universities, and Minority-Serving Institutions. The Department has fixed targeted debt relief programs like Public Service Loan Forgiveness and relief for borrowers whose colleges took advantage of them, approving more than $66 billion in discharges for nearly 2.2 million borrowers so far. In the coming months we will finalize the most affordable repayment plan ever. Today’s proposed rules complement these efforts by ensuring that institutions of higher education (institutions) do their part to deliver real financial value to students and taxpayers.
“We cannot turn a blind eye to the college programs that are leaving students with mountains of unaffordable debts,” said Under Secretary James Kvaal. “The data show that the problem is concentrated at for-profit and career colleges. This package of accountability proposals would create the strongest-ever protections for students and taxpayers against low-value, debt-fueled colleges.”
While you may sigh with relief when you hear that high school dropout rates are decreasing, it may be just temporary relief in light of a recent trend that’s got educators and parents up at night, worried about the well-being of the rising generation.
The Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development (OECD) ranked the U.S. 19th (out of 28 countries) in graduation rates. In the United States, 40% of college students drop out every year. In light of such sobering statistics, it’s important to understand the impact that kids failing college can have on students and their families.
If you are the parent of a college-aged child or an upcoming high school graduate, it’s of utmost importance to recognize signs of struggle and explore actionable steps and channels of support before your family becomes a statistical footnote in this growing trend.
5 Sobering Statistics On Kids Failing College
It’s been said that the numbers don’t lie. So, if you’re questioning whether college dropout rates are increasing, carefully consider these five sobering statistics.
1. College Dropout Rates
According to admissionsly.com, 33% of students dropout of college every year. That’s almost 1⁄3 of all enrolled college students. Even more concerning is that 28% of students drop out before becoming sophomores. Parents should note that the Freshman year experience is critical to determining academic success.
2. College Failure Rate
While it might seem that college dropout and failure rates are synonymous, they’re quite different. A child fails college when he or she is not able to complete their work with a passing grade. A dropout happens when the student gives up and de-enrolls from college before completing the requirements for graduation. Forbes lists the current national six-year college completion rate at 62.2%.
3. College Dropout Trends
While college dropout trends have steadily increased over the last decade, within the last two years, this upward slope has leveled out. Roughly 38% of college students dropout of college (we’ll talk about why later) every year. While this statistic is still concerning, there is some relief that it has leveled off over the last 2-3 years.
4. Dropouts Re-enrolling
Out of the 40 million Americans who drop out of college every year, only 2% re-enroll. This statistic is consistent with past years. Although students can re-enroll, and some do, the majority of those who drop out do not return.
5. Likelihood Of Living In Poverty
Pages of research support the statistics that failing to complete a college degree will likely result in a lower income. As college dropouts try to compete against a better-educated pool of graduate applicants, they traditionally earn less. The probability of living in poverty is 12.7 percent when equipped with a high school diploma and only 4.8 percent when hounding the job boards equipped with a college degree.
Failing or dropping out of college has serious consequences. Those who drop out or fail face higher unemployment rates and often struggle to pay lingering school debt.
Every child and situation is unique, and while there are several reasons why your child might fail or drop out of college, these are the most common reasons that young adults struggle to have a successful college experience.
Why Your Child Fails College
According to thinkimpact.com, the following issues result in high dropout and retention rates:
28% of the students fail college due to inability to meet academic standards. Many young adults are simply unprepared for the academic demands and organization skills that college-level classes require. They have poor study habits, time management, and inconsistent attendance.
3% of college students fail due to mental, emotional, or psychological issues. It’s no secret that many of today’s youth struggle with mental health challenges, like anxiety and motivation, and this affects their ability to succeed in a college environment without proper support.
89% of students from low-income families tend to drop out of college. Many kids from low-income families work part-time to afford college. More than half of those low-income students who dropped out claimed that difficulty balancing their work-study life contributed to their decision to leave college. The EDI reports that colleges and universities tend to lessen their financial aid support for students who earn more than $7,000, putting low-income students in a tough position.
Why Do College Students Drop Out
College students drop out (do not complete their college degree) for a variety of reasons. The dropout rate is not the same as failing college because you are unable to handle the academic requirements. Rather, dropout rates are influenced by a number of factors. Research supports the following statistics:
38% of students dropout of college due to financial hardship. According to statistics, America’s growing college dropout rate is attributed mostly to financial challenges. Tuition costs have risen by 1,375% since 1978, causing many students to make the difficult choice between finishing their degree or dropping out.
13% of students find adjusting socially to college life hard. This might be their first time away from home, and students may have a hard time managing their own schedules while balancing work, friends, and school. They may also find it hard to find friends.
9% of college students drop out due to a lack of adequate family support. College is a big commitment–both financially and academically. While your child may start the school year off strong, even some of the most driven students may give up if academic pressure seems overwhelming. Having a good family support system in place is key to helping your child through the rough spots, giving them the advice, support, and help they need if the rigors and organization of college life become overwhelming. For some families, this might be the first member of the family to attend college, and mom and dad may not know how to offer adequate support. In this case, reaching out to resources outside the family, such as school academic counselors, is helpful.
For many parents, signs that your college student is struggling may not be immediately apparent and develop slowly over time. As is with most problems, putting the work into prevention is often the key to success further down the road.
If your student is struggling, watch for these signs and take note of actions you can take:
Marked anxiety, extreme restlessness, inability to concentrate or relax. Encourage your child to seek help from an academic counselor or get them in touch with a psychologist. This is the first step to uncovering the root cause of the anxiety.
Marked decrease or increase in appetite. This is often an indication that a child is not coping with high levels of stress. Have your child talk to an academic coach to determine what is not right. It could be anything from time management to social concerns about not fitting in to worries about academic performance.
Marked decrease or increase in sleep or chronic fatigue. This is another classic sign of depression or anxiety. Again, it’s important to seek help right away. Don’t wait.
When To Worry About Your College Student
While many kids might find it difficult to adjust to a new situation, it’s important to be aware of and recognize early warning signs and symptoms of academic and emotional distress, such as:
Loss of interest in formerly pleasurable or meaningful activities, such as classes, social life, or friend and family relationships.
Physical complaints, such as headache, stomach pains, etc.
Suicidal thoughts, plans, or threats
Increased or decreased communication from your child
It’s common for students to struggle and sometimes fail a class or a semester. As we’ve discussed previously, this can happen for many reasons, including decreased motivation, poor study habits, mental health challenges, financial struggles, and work-life balance struggles. However, a failed class doesn’t need to have long-term consequences if addressed properly and promptly.
Begin by identifying what went wrong. Then, consider one or all of the following to help you mitigate the situation.
Drop a Class. If you’re enrolled in a class that’s too advanced, see if it’s possible to drop it. If dropped early in the semester, it may not show up on your transcript. Another great option is to check if you can take the class as a pass/fail. This can ease some of the pressure/stress. You won’t get a letter grade, but as long as you are above the fail threshold, you don’t have to worry about it affecting your GPA.
Find a tutor or consult an academic or executive function coach to improve your study habits. Having support at this fundamental level will improve your child’s academic stamina.
Consult an academic counselor. Counselors are great at helping students navigate the system and can set them up for success. Whether you need to take a different set of classes or switch your major, consulting an academic advisor will help your child get on a sustainable educational path.
Reconsider your major. Maybe being a doctor is just not your thing. It’s okay to reconsider and change your major. Now’s the time to explore and find what you really love to do.
Seek financial assistance. If you are working and studying at the same time, you may simply have too much on your plate. Consider consulting with your child’s financial aid office to secure need-based financial assistance or reduce your working hours so you can qualify for further financial assistance.
Seek counseling. The fight against depression, anxiety, and loneliness is real. If you find that you are overwhelmed, please consult a mental health professional. You don’t have to be in a crisis to seek help! Most colleges have health centers that offer a number of free counseling sessions.
Take a Break (not the same thing as dropping out). Taking a semester or a therapeutic gap year can be a good option in many circumstances. As long as you’ve arranged it with your school’s administration, there should be no issue. That said, don’t just take off without any plan. Make sure your time away is filled with learning experiences that will help you build your career. Consider seeking employment, joining a cause you care about, or pursuing opportunities such as an internship in your field of interest or a therapeutic gap year.
Transfer to a community college. Freshmen who have failed a semester can transfer to community college using a process called reverse transfer. Coursework at community college is usually less demanding, giving struggling students a chance to raise their GPA.
FAQ: Supporting Your Struggling College Student
How Can I Help My Child Who Is Failing College?
Watch for early warning signs and seek professional help using college resources like academic counseling and advising or enlist the help of an academic or executive function coach.
When to worry about your college student?
Any major deviation from your student’s normal routine is a cause for concern. Look for decreased interest in formerly pleasurable or meaningful activities, physical complaints such as headaches, stomach pains, etc., or withdrawal from social interaction with family and friends.
What Options Do Failing College Students Have?
You can take a semester off or a gap year, transfer to a less demanding community college, or drop a class.
How to Avoid Dropping Out of College?
Dropout rates are largely driven by financial struggles, mental health struggles, or failure to thrive academically. Learn good study habits and time management, take care of your mental health, and secure adequate financial support through loans or family assistance.
What steps should a student take immediately after realizing they are at risk of failing?
If your child shows signs of risk, do not delay getting help. Talk to a professional.
Can Outdoor Therapy Programs Help Students Struggling With College?
Absolutely! Outdoor therapy programs help young adults cast their vision for future success by giving them space, opportunity, and skills to develop a growth mindset and embrace challenges.
What Alternatives Exist for Students Who Decide College Isn’t the Right Path?
There are many ways to make a living. For many young adults, owning their own business can be extremely satisfying and lucrative. Or consider getting trained in a trade, like welding, plumbing, or construction. Learning a trade can be a game changer if your child is happier working with their hands rather than sitting at a desk.
It Might Be Time to Consider a Gap Year
We know it can be challenging to help a young adult who is struggling in a college setting. Parents, watching from afar, might feel fear and anxiety about the future. That’s understandable. A gap year might be the solution to the storm brewing on the horizon.
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How much money do Pima Community College graduates make and which majors earn the most upon graduating? Six years after enrolling, alumni who are working have average earnings of $27,500 per year. After ten years, graduates earn $34,600 on average.
In terms of specific areas of study, the following is a ranking of degree programs by the median first-year starting salaries for Pima Community College graduates.
The undergraduate degree which initially pays the highest is Registered Nursing, Nursing Administration, Nursing Research and Clinical Nursing with a median starting salary of $57,900 followed by Practical Nursing, Vocational Nursing and Nursing Assistants paying $52,100 and Business Administration, Management and Operations graduates who have a median starting income of $44,900 .
Looking at post-graduate and doctorate students, those completing the Education, Other (Post-baccalaureate Certificate) program rank first with a median initial income of $37,800 followed by Teacher Education and Professional Development, Specific Levels and Methods (Post-baccalaureate Certificate) at $36,100 .
Note about salary data: First year earnings data are aggregated by the US Department of Education and analyzes IRS reported income for Pima Community College graduates who received federal financial aid in the form of grants or loans. Not all graduates or fields of study are represented as data for some degree programs are omitted for privacy purposes.
Major
Earnings
Registered Nursing, Nursing Administration, Nursing Research and Clinical Nursing (Associate’s Degree)
$57,900
Practical Nursing, Vocational Nursing and Nursing Assistants (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$52,100
Business Administration, Management and Operations (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$44,900
Dental Support Services and Allied Professions (Associate’s Degree)
$44,700
Allied Health Diagnostic, Intervention, and Treatment Professions (Associate’s Degree)
$44,000
Vehicle Maintenance and Repair Technologies (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$39,600
Fire Protection (Associate’s Degree)
$39,100
Computer Systems Networking and Telecommunications (Associate’s Degree)
$38,100
Education, Other (Post-baccalaureate Certificate)
$37,800
Fire Protection (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$37,000
Teacher Education and Professional Development, Specific Levels and Methods (Post-baccalaureate Certificate)
$36,100
Allied Health Diagnostic, Intervention, and Treatment Professions (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$33,600
Business/Commerce (Associate’s Degree)
$31,200
Vehicle Maintenance and Repair Technologies (Associate’s Degree)
$29,600
Health and Medical Administrative Services (Associate’s Degree)
$28,400
Liberal Arts and Sciences Studies and Humanities (Associate’s Degree)
$27,700
Legal Support Services (Associate’s Degree)
$27,300
Criminal Justice and Corrections (Associate’s Degree)
$26,300
Allied Health and Medical Assisting Services (Associate’s Degree)
$25,000
Teacher Education and Professional Development, Specific Levels and Methods (Associate’s Degree)
$21,100
Health and Medical Administrative Services (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$20,200
Design and Applied Arts (Associate’s Degree)
$20,100
Culinary Arts and Related Services (Associate’s Degree)
$19,400
Electrical/Electronics Maintenance and Repair Technology (Undergraduate Certificate or Diploma)
$15,600
Visual and Performing Arts (Associate’s Degree)
$15,500
So, not to put too fine a point on it; although an AA degree or certificate from the local community college earns you more money than you would with only a high school diploma, looks like the 20 somethings and even the 30 somethings will either need to get married to bring in another income, have roommates or continue living with mom and dad for there to be any disposal income in their pockets.
The U.S. Department of Education debuted a sweeping regulatory package Tuesday fortifying federal oversight of financially unstable colleges, including by broadening the circumstances in which they must supply the government with a letter of credit.
This mammoth new set of rules matches the Biden administration’s priority of holding accountable colleges it deems predatory or high risk for students. The regulations come as college costs soar, contributing to the federal loan portfolio swelling to $1.6 trillion.
The new rules also contain significant new consumer protections, like mandating colleges provide clear financial aid offers that break down cost of attendance and types of available assistance.
Notably, the regulations forbid institutions from withholding academic transcripts of students who paid for their college education with Title IV financial aid. Transcript holds prod students to pay their outstanding debts, but equity concerns over them have mounted. Critics argue the practice can hamper students’ ability to get a job or transfer to another college.
Below, we break down these and other key provisions of the rules, which come into effect July 1 next year.
Financially responsible colleges
Critics have accused the federal government of sometimes being slow to react to college closures, particularly those that occurred abruptly. An institution shutting down can scramble students’ plans, leaving them potentially saddled with debt, unclear where to transfer or unable to finish their degrees at all.
One part of the new rules forces financially shaky institutions to provide the Education Department with a letter of credit — or other proof of financial protection, such as insurance — if certain events occur.
The events include when colleges declare financial exigency, essentially a budget crisis. A college could also run into trouble if it earns a failing financial responsibility score from the Education Department because of either their debts or because they’re being sued by state or federal officials.
Colleges must disclose these events to the Education Department within 21 days.
Institutions in certain circumstances already needed to post letters of credit, a type of financial collateral to protect against government losses. But the new rule expands these “triggers.”
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