Galloping Across the Plains

I grew up on the Lone Ranger; my brother, the eldest of us four kids, had control of the television on Saturday mornings because he was the oldest. I don’t know why, but he said so. Shrug. That’s big brothers for ya. Dad had two topics when it came to movies – World War ll, and the Wild West. John Wayne was Dad’s idea of an actor. Who’s going to argue with Dad?

I miss westerns. I never read the novels, like Dad did; Zane Grey (trivia fact – did you know Zane Grey’s first name was Pearl? He was Pearl Zane Grey). Dad also liked Horatio Hornblower (C. S. Forester) but sorry – not for me.

I have two favorites that I watch every time they show up on television – we are forced to watch old movies because, hey – who can watch the junk they produce now??? I love Tombstone ( (best quote from Tombstone, “I’m your huckleberry”) and Jeremiah Johnson ( “He says you fish poorly.” Favorite quote from JJ – makes me smile just typing it.

These two movies represent a lot of what I think is American. Tombstone is at the cusp of modernization; they would soon see the end of the old west and the beginning of industrialization in places it never was before – our ingenuity, innovation, foresight, and ambition – full speed ahead and let the devil take the hindmost. Jeremiah Johnson is the American guy – I don’t like what I’m seeing, I hate what I’m doing, and I’m going to go in a different direction. Went up into the mountains with nothing more than a good idea and became a Mountain Man. He learned the hard way; attempt and failure. Before too long, he was having more successes than failures and met some pretty interesting characters along the way. Do you remember Gran’pa on the television show The Waltons? Will Geer played the old mountain man that helped ‘larn’ Jeremiah a thing or three about life as a mountain man. Second best line from JJ. The old mountain man, Bearclaw, is teaching JJ the best way to shoot an elk; he tells him to get beside his horse, put the Hawkins rife (“but damn if it were a Hawkin!”) to rest on the saddle and shoot. JJ asks won’t the elk see my feet? (here it comes …) “Elk don’t know how many feet a horse have!” I laugh every time.

I’m a city girl, born and raised. The old west, the wild west, fascinates me. People lived in their time as we do now; they would no more know how to function today than we would going back in time. Each generation makes its own discoveries; each generation holds its own destiny. We are a country filled with people willing to take risks – opening a bar today has the same problems (more, considering regulatory statutes) as opening a bar then. It’s a craps shoot – you pay your money and you throw them dice.

It was dusty and dirty and you made your way the best way you could. You depended on yourself first, helped a neighbor when you had them, and kept that goal in sight. Not such a bad way to live. The women worked every bit as hard as the men and never asked anyone to pat ’em on the back for it. It’s just what you did to live and to thrive.

I guess I like most of the old westerns; Rio Bravo, The Good the Bad and the Ugly, The Magnificent Seven, The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance just to name a few, heaven knows there were a lot of them. I guess I have reached the age where I can say with authority, they sure don’t make ’em like they used to.

A note from Neo: Audre now joins Jessica and me on the topic of American movies, specifically the western, as the myth of America, that we not only believe ourselves but the world does as well. I’m going to have quite a lot to say, including links soon, so let’s see what you guys think. So, “Saddle up, Marines, the war ain’t over!”

The Neo made me do it!

I just finished reading Oh Settle Down, by Neo, and my fingers started twitching. My shoulders started to shake. My eyeballs went gonzo. So here I am and you can lay the blame at Neo’s feet. Or desk. Whatever.

I’ve been on FaceBook a long time. I write my little stuff and one or two family members or friends will give me a thumb’s up or a giggle. Rarely ever more than that. The day of The Great Hoarding, you remember, the day folks wiped out supermarkets across the land, I wrote on my FB page, “Preppers don’t look so crazy now, do they?” Well – Lord a’mighty! Hit a nerve! A few said, no, they don’t, but many more said yes they did and provided me with their versions of what’s right and what’s wrong. My biggest FB day, ever! FB congratulated me. Can’t help it – I’m laughing out loud in the memory of the moment.

But I’ve long thought that those folks who see catastrophe in the not so distant future are not wrong. I don’t know about tsunamis reaching to the center of America or the earthquake that removes the left half of our country’s map but we’ve been in crisis situations before – we have, all countries have – a history that bears this out. My own State of Florida is the hurricane capital of the country and they can be deadly, deadly things, destroying man, beast, and machine. I don’t think preppers are crazy.

Now, would I spend thousands of dollars on food and supplies and bunkers and shelters? No – but they didn’t do theirs all at once, either. They built their stash of food and water over time against such times as a crisis hits. Those folks weren’t running to the grocery stores buying two carts full of food and supplies. They were able to go into the closet, or basement, or camper and pull a few things off the shelf. He who laughs last laughs best.

I’ve thought of buying gold ingots (the small ones – don’t get excited!). I’ve thought of buying silver (the real pre-1963 stuff). Watch the first season of The Walking Dead. Money or gold or diamonds or stocks – useless; meaningless. Food, water, camping gear, protection (the firearm kind) – that’s what is meaningful and barter-worthy. You and your family and close friends are what is meaningful. Managing together, pooling resources, is what is meaningful.

But I’m going to buy a couple of bags of Patriot Food. You will not be shocked to hear they are out of stock for the next three months. Gradually build a little stash of canned meats and canned veggies. Add a few more rolls of toilet paper because there are some things I simply refuse to do without! I am a lady, after all! You know how fussy we are.

So, Neo, thanks for the prompt. Thanks for the article. Thanks for my renewed enthusiasm to stock up on a few things. And who knows? Hurricane season starts in three months.


Leadership and Management in America; What’s the Problem Here? Part 1

It’s a slow time, and I’m not really into the best (worst) list of much of anything in 2019, and nothing I’ve got really grabs me this morning. So I’m going to reach clean back to 2012 and a series I did on Leadership and Management, and the differences. We’ll try part 1 and if you like it we’ll try and fit the other parts in. Nothing much has changed really. One note though, the links may or may not work, I haven’t checked them, but the articles are coherent without them. Enjoy. And welcome to “The Roaring Twenties”.

Note that this started out as a post and it grew so long that it has now turned into four. I’m not going to make any excuses for that as I think everything we are writing about here is important. So these will be coming out over the next day. Some may interest you more than others but, they are all pieces of the puzzle that we as a nation, as businesses, and as leaders need to solve.

We seem to be having moral and morale problems in American society, both business and military today. I have been seeing a lot of stuff coming in in the last few weeks, and I’ll be referring to a number of them here.

First, I’m going to tell you a bit about my background, Most of you know that I am a Lineman, an Electrician, and now an operations manager. In a few days I’ll celebrate 41st Anniversary of my certification as a journeyman lineman. It was a few years later that I wired my first house as an independent electrical contractor. So, I’ve been around and seen a lot.

I think I’ve written before about how I came up. My dad was the General Manager of an REA electric coop, before that he was a lineman and a project superintendent. One of the anomalies in my life is that my parents were in their forties when I was born, and that is reflected in me. Essentially, It was almost like most of my generation being raised by their grandparents. I’m not complaining, what I missed in playing catch and football was more than made up for in life lessons.

Dad taught, without I think even realizing it, how things had been done in my industry even before the Depression. For instance, I know how to set a pole with the biggest piece of equipment being a man. Do I wish to ever do it again that way? No, it’s damned hard work, takes at least 5 men and a couple hours but, a lot of your power lines were built that way. Same thing with climbing poles. Dad’s knees gave out sometime around 1950 when he was a bit over 40. In fact, he told me one time that if he had known what was coming, he would have stuck it out without taking the manager’s job, I didn’t then, and don’t now, completely believe that, knowing how he detested dealing with fools overeducated superiors but, there you are.

Incidentally, if you are one of those people with your whole Love Me Wall covered with diplomas, degree, certificates, and pictures of you with political celebrities you might be interested in what people like me think when we see it. We think you’re a fool, and probably incompetent, too. Why? Because if you haven’t done it for real, you haven’t done it. At best you’re a crony capitalist. That is not meant to diminish real accomplishments, like engineering degrees from Purdue or MIT, J.D. Diplomas (if you’re an attorney), the shadow box containing your military ribbons, although remember a lot of us recognize them, the one for no cavities won’t buy much respect

The thing is, in an REA Coop, like anybody else where there is a lender providing the money, there are rules pertaining to almost anything and how you do it. Somebody described it, I think Herman Wouk in The Caine Mutiny, as a system designed by geniuses for execution by idiots. Add to that the rigid safety rules for working on power lines and suddenly you have a system that is stagnant, where nothing ever changes. Or do you?

It all depends, whether you have a leader, or a manager. In dad’s case, when he went in to the office, lines were worked dead, pretty much always, beyond changing an insulator. This was mostly because you either climbed the pole on hooks or a ladder. It was possible to change a pole hot but, it was a big deal, almost never done on distribution lines.

But, the times they were a changing, foresters, were having trouble climbing trees, that’s even more dangerous than climbing poles, and something new appeared on the scene. It was called a SkyworkerTM and it was a revelation. It was the first bucket truck, there had been platforms, towers, they called them, that went straight up from the truck, and self supporting ladders mounted on trucks, since about the war but, the bucket truck was insulated like a hot stick, so that you could literally bare hand a power line, and it could reach out to the sides of the truck, so you didn’t always have to park right under the line.

As in all industries that deal with things that can kill you quick, acceptance took a while. As it happens, in 1955, dad convinced his board to buy one, actually a demo unit. Talk about a difference, not only did you not have to climb the pole but, you could lift the energized wire out of the way. Now what had taken half a day could be done in a couple of hours. This made it feasible to replace anything up to poles without interrupting service. The replacement of the A-frame derrick with the hydraulic digger derrick a couple of years later made similar improvements. When I was working for a contractor, if we had a competent crew (usually we did) we could change a pole routinely in 15-30 minutes energized, with three men. Again, dad was one of the first. Why?

  1. He knew the job, he had been a lineman since the ’20s and had seen almost everything.

  2. He had been promoted to the position of authority where he could recommend the purchase and help in defining the role of the new equipment, while making sure that safety was not compromised. This included the new rescue procedures needed.

  3. He had the experience to reassure the field people that he was going to keep them safe and that this revolution wasn’t going to cost them their jobs. (Although it may have slowed down new hiring some).

  4. Most of all, he had the vision, foresight, and leadership to see how this would benefit the company, the employees, and most of all the client, the customer.

This is one major reason why companies should promote from within, or at least their own industry. The revolution I’ve outlined above would not have happened without the vision provided by men like dad, he was hardly the only one, but I knew him better. It’s been said before but, I’m going to say it again, If you are an operations company; it needs to be run by operators, everything else is support.

A lot of the trouble I see in American industry today is companies that do various things, meat packing, manufacturing, retailing, logistics, whatever, being run by accounting. That’s bass ackwards. If your company builds widgets, it should be run by people that know how to build widgets, the job of accounting is to keep score, the job of HR is to find the proper people. The job of neither, if your going to effectively build widgets for a profit, is to run the company. They are a support function, and a cost center, not a profit center. Most of them don’t understand this and think they know more than the operators.

Then there is this in my career.

We have been trying since the sixties to make life safe for 3 year olds or idiots, take your pick. The National Electric Code runs on a three year cycle. In 1968 it began requiring grounded outlets, which was a very good thing, when something went wrong with an appliance the current had a safe path to ground and would blow the fuse. That’s all well and good. In about 1975 the requirement became that the equipment grounding conductor become the same size, which if you understand the theory, it should have been from the beginning.

Then was developed in the 1980’s the Ground Fault Circuit Interrupter, which was designed to measure the current on the wires and if it wasn’t equal turn off the circuit. It’s a pretty good idea. It will protect you when you forget to unplug the toaster before rinsing it out in the sink.

Now we have Arc Fault Circuit Interrupters which detect arcs in your wiring and appliances. In fact, if you drive a metal staple too tight when you’re wiring a house, the AFCI will trip. It’s an OK device in many ways, and has probably stopped some fires from occurring.

We are also mandated now to use tamper resistant receptacles which prevent you from putting a bobby pin in an outlet.

All of these things will make your house safer when properly installed. But there is a downside. The circuit that feeds your bedroom costs about thirty dollars in material on the 1977 specification (current dollars). That same circuit wired to 2011 Code will cost about a hundred dollars in material, labor is roughly the same. Safety has a price, and so does regulation.

The most common example, of course, is your car. My first car was a 1963 Bel Air. It had headlights, taillights, parking lights, backup lights, a horn, bumpers, and lap belts which were optional.

In 1968, the government required side lights, and a locking and collapsible steering column, as well as a padded dashboard, in 1974 emission standards kicked in (killing mileage and power) as well as bumpers that would withstand a 5 mph impact. Now we have harnesses, child safety seats, air bags, and I don’t know what all. Why? To protect us from incompetents, why wouldn’t it have made more sense to teach people to drive effectively enough so they didn’t hit things?

Oh, that Bel Air, It cost less than $3,000, maybe less than $2000, new. What’s a new car worth now?

And that is one of our problems, we are protecting the incompetent at the expense of the productive. Apparently we have forgotten that life is dangerous, so dangerous in fact, that no one gets out of it alive. What would an American car be like if we hadn’t squandered all that engineering talent in protecting the incompetent? Nobody knows.

Things That Grabbed My Attention Yesterday

We’re going to pull back from the daily nonsense today, the Brits are voting and there’s not much new in the Washington nonsense. Let’s take a look at some background on various things. Some days there is just so much good material out there that I can’t decide. It’s a pleasant problem.

Ben Domenech at The Federalist disagrees with Time Magazine’s choice of Greta Thunberg as person of the year, as do I. He says in relation to her…

[…] a teenager who skipped school to travel around the world telling people that they are horrible and the planet is doomed. It’s a living. Perhaps her Malthusian visions will be fulfilled by future experience. But it’s not very likely.

Heh! I wish I’d written that! His choice I also agree with…

In defiance of the most powerful authoritarian regime in the modern world, the protester in Hong Kong has stood against the authority of Red China with courage and dedication. […]

There is no bigger fight. And so, the Hong Kong protester is the Person of the Year.

He’s right. That is the person/people that free people should be honoring.

There’s a remarkable (and remarkably long) essay by George Callaghan at The Duran on the problems (and possible solutions) in British education. Some are specific to Britain and/or England, but many apply to America, as well. My curation software says 45 minutes, it’s well worth it.

I don’t see anything short enough to give you a taste, so if it is an interest of yours, go read it. I agree with all of it that I think applies to the US, I simply don’t know enough about British education to have a valid opinion.

Unintended Consequences has made Britain a frustrating laughingstock for the last three years. Why? Abram N. Shulsky at Law and Liberty has figured out some of the reasons why the British government has gotten so pear-shaped. It’s a danger we face as well, as so many (especially on the left) want to tinker with our constitution.

The recent chaos resulted from two innovations that weren’t entirely consistent with the underlying principles of the British regime: the Fixed-term Parliament Act of 2011 (FTPA) and the Brexit referendum of 2015.  Both were introduced to solve short-term political problems.

It’s an excellent explanation of how the (primarily) Conservative Party has failed to conserve the things that made the Westminster System work.

Walter E. Williams at The Daily Signal tells us that Richard Ebeling, professor of economics at The Citadel, has an essay in the American Institute for Economic Research that clarifies how Capitalism is a morally superior system.

In a key section of his article, Ebeling lays out what he calls the ethical principles of free markets. He says:

The hallmark of a truly free market is that all associations and relationships are based on voluntary agreement and mutual consent. Another way of saying this is that in the free market society, people are morally and legally viewed as sovereign individuals possessing rights to their life, liberty, and honestly acquired property, who may not be coerced into any transaction that they do not consider being to their personal betterment and advantage.

Ebeling says that the rules of a free market are simple and easy to understand:

You don’t kill, you don’t steal, and you don’t cheat through fraud or misrepresentation. You can only improve your own position by improving the circumstances of others. Your talents, abilities, and efforts must all be focused on one thing: What will others take in trade from you for the revenues you want to earn as the source of your own income and profits?

They are both spot on.

Dylan Pahman at Law and Liberty has an essay on why economic nationalism fails.

However, at present economic liberty has fallen out of favor with some who see a sea change in recent events—from the election of President Trump in the United States to Great Britain’s “Brexit” referendum—moving away from a perceived elitist, globalist liberalism and back toward the old order of nation states, not only politically but also economically.

He does an excellent job of laying out the underpinning, and I mostly agree with him, completely in theory in fact. This is the Libertarian/Conservative rationale for free trade, and mostly it is true.


Curtis Ellis at American Greatness lays out why Globalism and Progressivism make such a toxic stew.

The reformers of the Progressive era championed safety standards for food, drugs, and labor.

The Pure Food and Drugs Act of 1906 gave birth to the Food and Drug Administration. The chief chemist at the Department of Agriculture had mobilized a coalition of women’s clubs, physicians, and pharmacists to lobby for uniform national standards for patent medicines.

It worked, mostly, although it was and is very expensive. Now add Globalism

Communist China is the world’s largest producer and exporter of “active pharmaceutical ingredients,” the base components drug companies use to manufacture most of the medications found on store shelves across America. Today, 80 percent of prescription drugs consumed in the United States originate in India and China.

Drug companies are not required to disclose the country of origin of the active ingredients in their products. That means consumers are unknowingly exposed to the risks associated with drugs made in China.

What are those risks? Well, in 2008, 100 Americans died after taking the anticoagulant heparin that was made in China. Some of the heparin was fraudulently replaced with chondroitin, a dietary supplement for joint aches.

Now what? The free traders say the Chicoms are the low-cost producer and it makes economic sense for our drug hoses to buy their product. The families of a hundred dead Americans are likely to disagree. And if we are going to use uninspected raw material, what exactly is the point of the FDA?

That’s the kind of real-world problem that always screws up those lovely theoretical solutions. The answer? We don’t really have one yet.

That should be enough to keep you out of trouble for a while! 🙂

Cheap Stuff Makes You (and America) Cheap

This needs to be said, nay it needs to be shouted from the housetops. From Curtis Ellis, writing in American Greatness.

It’s well past time to ask whether procuring cheap imported consumer goods should be the goal of our foreign trade policy and if it’s the best way to raise Americans’ standard of living.

These questions have been the subject of debate throughout our nation’s history. America’s Founders answered with a resounding “No.”

The tea sold by the British East India Company underpriced the leaf colonial merchants were offering. King George’s prime minister Lord North believed that would convince Americans to buy it. “For,” as North said, “men will always go to the cheapest markets.” The Sons of Liberty tossed it in Boston Harbor instead.

The new nation’s first significant piece of legislation, the Tariff Act of 1789, among other things, sought to prevent lower-cost foreign goods from being dumped in America and smothering our own infant industries.

To those who said America should continue buying its manufactured goods from Great Britain, then the world’s low-cost producer, Thomas Jefferson advised “purchasing nothing foreign where an equivalent of domestic fabric[ation] can be obtained, without regard to difference of price.” (Emphasis added.)

Abraham Lincoln’s economic philosophy gave production primacy over consumption as the way to raise the American standard of living.

The goal is “to produce dear labour, that is, high-priced and valuable labour,” wrote Henry Carey, Lincoln’s economic adviser. High-priced laborers would produce more and be able to spend more. Consumption would rise in tandem with production and earning.

“Every man is a consumer to the whole extent of his production. To that point he will go, and beyond it he cannot go,” Carey wrote.

That is: by earning (producing) more is one able to consume (buy) more.

But the American attitude toward “cheap” was perhaps best summed up by William McKinley in a campaign speech he delivered in 1889:

They say “everything would be so cheap” if we only had free trade. Well, everything would be cheap and everybody would be cheap. I do not prize the word “cheap.” . . . It is the badge of poverty . . . when things were the cheapest, men were the poorest. . . . Cheap? Why, cheap merchandise means cheap men, and cheap men mean a cheap country; and that is not the kind of Government our fathers founded . . . We want labor to be well paid, we want the products of the farm . . . we want everything we make and produce to pay a fair compensation to the producer. That is what makes good times.

Fair compensation to the producer is what makes good times.

Indeed it is so, just as it has always been.

I can remember a day, probably about 40 years ago, when I suddenly needed a new dress shirt, likely I dumped a cup of coffee or something on it. So I did what we all do. I drove over to K Mart (then the most common low-cost retailer) and bought myself a new white broadcloth shirt, yes it had way too much polyester in it, but it got me through the day. The most expensive shirt I ever bought, even though I probably paid less than ten dollars for it. Why? Because I never wore it again.

And also a bad deal for K Mart, it was the last time I was in one of their stores.

In whatever developing country it was made, quality didn’t count for much, and this shirt had a collar point that I could not make lay down properly, even after I removed the stay and put in a removable one. And so the shirt was useless, it wasn’t even a useful rag like a cotton shirt would have been, it was just trash to be disposed of.

These days I rarely wear dress shirts, other than for casual shirts, but mine have labels like Brooks Brothers, Ralph Lauren, and some others. They fit, they’re made properly, and they’re made with quality materials. If I need a cheap one, I buy it on eBay, although I do prefer to buy new ones.

And that is true all through society, I’ve long since found that an American (British, even Japanese) product from twenty years ago is a much better value than the cheap junk from China than Wal Mart sells. Yes, I miss Sam Walton, he really did try to find low-cost American products, but the kids are more interested in lining their pockets, than in providing a reasonable product at a reasonable price.

The only catch is that you have to know a little bit more about what you are doing, and some products simply aren’t made here anymore, like TVs. Well that what we get for buying cheap Chinese crap, we’ve put entire American companies, and their workers, and those that could fix things, out of business. When is the Last time you saw an RCA repairman when I was a kid they were state of the art?

William McKinley had it exactly right:

I do not prize the word “cheap.” . . . It is the badge of poverty . . . when things were the cheapest, men were the poorest. . . . Cheap? Why, cheap merchandise means cheap men, and cheap men mean a cheap country;

And if you are having trouble finding stuff made in the USA, this may help.

I’d Give This About a ‘D’ in Marketing

The world is the world, and yes, it’s still going to hell in a handbasket. Why do you ask? But just because let’s talk about something else.

Americans are weird, we’re always ready for the next wave – often leading the way, and we’ve been doing so for a long time. But…

We also spend a lot of time looking over our shoulders and moaning that things were better back some time or another. I do it, you do it, even Aunt Polly does it. Sometimes we all want to go home again.

That’s why we have houses called colonial, Tudor revival, Victorian,  Midcentury Modern, and all those other terms realtors like to throw around. And yep, me too. I love the so-called English Tudors that were built in the early part of the last century, and I love the Midcentury Moderns, that started popping up around 1950 or so and on into the 60s. It was an optimistic time, and everything showed it. While the English were wondering what a fridge was, there were a few people in America who had sise by sides with icemakers. And those ranges with two ovens, one at eye level and the traditional lower one, but what’s this? The burners slide back to make a wider aisle. Well, I never!

There are a lot of people around who are slightly nuts about the fifties, many of them got hooked at Granmas. Not me, though, my mom was the age of their granma’s, I lived it. I chuckled at my sister’s funeral, speaking to a cousin I hadn’t seen since I was a kid, it was commented that the folk’s house had burned down. Well, she had been there, as a kid, probably forty years before but her comment was “That gorgeous house, and that amazing kitchen, gone.” Well, she was right, you don’t often see kitchen cabinets custom built out of heart redwood, with boomerang Formica countertops, nor do you often see a kitchen designed to function (and well) without a stove. That was all dad, both design and execution. I wonder if mom didn’t find it a bit overwhelming.

But there are also things that tie it all together as well. Back in 1936 and Englishman with some claim to be an artist, designed some dishware, and kitchen accouterments that were produced by a pottery mill in West Virginia. And still are, almost without change, Many people (women especially) are enormously enamored of this stuff. Not hard to see why: many very vibrant colors, freezer safe, dishwasher safe, oven safe, microwave safe, even pretty close to kid-proof. I can often remember at peoples houses when I was a kid, that were using this stuff, the various colors were mixed and matched. It may have been chaotic, but it was happy chaos.

Yeah, I’m talking about Fiestaware, and you know, I like it too. But there are actual collectors, of this stuff, from various generations, and they really love it. Obsessive you could call them. (They would probably agree). Anyway, it seems that many of them collect the 5 piece place setting, which is distinguished from the several four-piece settings by having a teacup and saucer instead of a mug.

I wandered off to the website the other day, just because, and it’s really good stuff still, and neither is it cheap, although per use, I’d bet a lot of money it is. Remember all those lessons about the cost per use being the real value? Well, anyway, there was an announcement on the website that they were discontinuing the five-place setting, although they would continue to make all the pieces. It looked to me like pretty close to a scam to generate a bit more revenue. If I were them, I’d do a Gillette real fast and get over it. Page after page of angry comments, with women who have spent thousands of dollars over the years on this stuff, and love it, saying that they’ll quit (well new, maybe) and never buy another. I suspect many of them will get over it, just as a fair number of guys will get over Gillettte’s insults. But many won’t, and they’ll talk loudly how another corporation screwed up their life.

If I were Fiestaware, I think I’d avoid that whole mess trying to pick up a dime here and there. The boxes can’t be that expensive, and most of their customers probably buy mugs as well. It just isn’t a good look. What we used to call “hurting the brand’ and here to little purpose that I can see.

Some company history here: Fiestaware: A Colorful History. And if you’d like to know what a proper business blog is, you could do worse.

And here you can read the comments for yourself.

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