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Transfer Limits on Savings Accounts: Or, why I love my credit union

Gather Little by Little reports that he ran up against the six-withdrawal limit with an ING Direct savings account he was using as his “firewall.” The bank informed him that the next time he made more than six transfers out of that account in a month, the account would be closed.

Take that, you PF desperado!

Well, I must say, I was surprised, too. I thought this applied only to money market accounts. Withdrawals from money market savings and checking accounts are strictly limited. Turns out the Federal Reserve’s Regulation D applies to regular savings accounts, too. I cruised over to my credit union’s site to see what they had to say on this issue, and lo!

What constitutes a Regulation D transaction? Transfers or withdrawals by Online Banking or Telephone Banking, preauthorized withdrawals or transfers, and transfers to cover overdrafts. Unlimited withdrawals or transfers may be performed in person or at an ATM, institution fees may apply.

Interestingly, you can withdraw your little heart out if you physically go in to the bank, or, bizarrely enough, if you transfer or withdraw money through an ATM. ???? What the heck is the difference between an electronic transaction on an ATM and an electronic transaction done on your PC (except for the greater opportunity presented by ATMs to gouge customers)?

Oh, well. What it tells you is that there’s at least one advantage to using a brick-and-mortar institution: you can’t go in person to an online bank, but you can visit a credit union or bank that’s within driving distance.

Flaws in WHOSE health care system???

Have you seen this AP story? In it, the reporter uses the swine flu episode to highlight the shortcomings of Mexico’s health care system (which, as anyone who has been injured or fallen ill in Mexico can attest, does have its challenges). As I was reading through it, I thought…this stuff sure sounds familiar…

Mexicans will do almost anything to avoid a public hospital emergency room, where ailing patients may languish for hours slumped on cracked linoleum floors that smell of sweat, sickness and pine-scented disinfectant.

Let’s tweak that to reflect the experience of citizens of another large North American country:

Americans will do almost anything to avoid a public hospital emergency room, where ailing patients may languish for hours slumped on cracked linoleum floors that smell of sweat, sickness and pine-scented disinfectant.

Exactly my experience. When I was suffering from acute appendicitis, I went to the ER of a major urban medical center, where I waited for hours—in exactly the conditions described above. After four hours of excruciating pain, I gave up, called some friends, and (at midnight) asked them to drive me home. I knew what was wrong with me, but figured I’d rather die in my bed than huddled on a concrete bench outside the ER in the winter cold. In that entire time, I never saw a doctor or a triage nurse and encountered only some surly staff who gave me a dirty look when I threw up into the bucket I’d brought. I sat next to a young woman who was miscarrying a pregnancy; she also had been there over four hours with exactly zero medical attention. There was no place inside to sit, and the floors were too filthy to sit or lie down on.

Many don’t see doctors at all, heading instead to the clerk at the corner pharmacy for advice on coping with a cold or a flu.

Good luck trying to get in to see a doctor for something as minor as a cold or flu! American access to medical care pretty much forces you to head for the corner Walgreen’s or the local naturopath to ask for over-the-counter nostrums.

Some patients suspected of having swine flu told The Associated Press that public hospitals turned them away or forced them to wait for hours for treatment even after the government declared a national emergency.

Some people at the ER where I waited had been sitting in the waiting room for eight hours. I was told the typical wait was six hours. No tweaking needed here to make this apply to the US experience.

“If someone is sick, he can’t simply say, ‘I’m going to the doctor’ or ‘I’m going to the hospital,’ because it depends on whether he has Social Security…”

Uh huh:

“If [an American] is sick, he can’t simply say, ‘I’m going to the doctor’ or ‘I’m going to the hospital,’ because it depends on whether he has Medicare or health insurance…”

And…

While access to health care is a right enshrined in the Mexican constitution, millions of Mexicans have no health insurance at all.

Heee!

Access to health care is most certainly not regarded as a constitutional right, and millions of Americans have no health insurance at all.

And, annoyingly enough:

Mexico spends only 6.6 percent of its gross domestic product on health care — less than half the U.S. figure. No country in the 30-nation Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development puts a smaller share of public money into its health care system.

Think of that. We have a healthcare system that in many ways, for the average Joe and Jane on the street, functions on a par with that of the most underfunded system in the OECD. What’s wrong with this picture?

What’s your favorite comfort food?

Food! It’s the best medicine for whatever ails you, right? And comfort food, those often nonnutritional, even junky goodies Mom would slip to us when we were enjoying a day of real or imagined misery, that’s the finest penicillin of all. IMHO.

What’s your favorite?

Mine, prosaically enough, is chocolate milkshakes. Yah. Ice cream. Chocolate. Whapped together with a little milk. Curative!

This morning the flu’s fever was gone. But though my temperature was back to normal I still felt like a truck had run over me: head hurt, nose hurt, throat hurt, body hurt, whining volume set to “high”…and more to the point, it was the start of the third day in which I could not even look at food. Decided I’d better eat something, or I was gunna fade away to a shadow. So I schlepped over to the grocery store (sharing my virus with everyone with whom I came in contact, but alas, there’s no one else to run errands here) and bought a gallon of Safeway’s finest generic ice cream and a half-gallon milk and the only Hershey’s syrup left on the shelf (tellingly, they were almost out, suggesting I was not alone in search of comfort). Brought it home, mixed up a bunch of it in the blender, and slurped it all down.

🙂

Ahhh! Cured!

Well, not exactly cured, but it sher made me feel a lot better.

My mother used to soothe me with macaroni and milk: she’d cook some macaroni, heat some milk, mix in the pasta, and add butter, salt, and pepper. Too much work for the adult me, though: when I’m sick, I don’t wanna work at hunting and gathering.

What does the trick to get you out of the poor-me doldrums?

Right-wing legislators, pushed to the wall, raise taxes

LOL! What should I notice in today’s paycheck but a $13.43 pay cut?

So I enquire of our business manager…whazzat? She forwards the following:

State increases tax withholding rates


The Arizona state income tax withholding rates will increase effective May 1, 2009. ASU employees’ paychecks issued on May 8 will reflect the new tax rates mandated by Arizona Senate Bill 1185, which was signed into law April 9, 2009. The Senate bill amends the amounts required to be withheld for Arizona state withholding tax as a percentage of an employee’s federal withholding tax.

 

Between May 1 and Dec. 31, 2009, the withholding rates will increase. Between Jan. 1, 2010, and June 30, 2010, the withholding rates will decrease. Please consult your personal tax professional if you need further assistance.

Decreasing the withholding rate won’t help those of us who are to be canned on or before December 31, such as, say, moi. Given these chuckleheads’ rabid opposition to any kind of tax increases—and heaven forFEND any increases on the businesses here who help to keep this a right-to-work (for nothing) state—it certainly is inspiring. Notice how they get around admitting it is a tax increase by changing the old way the state figured taxes to a percentage of federal income taxes.

So in addition to the furloughs and layoffs, the kookocracy brings us yet another pay cut.

Life in the Post-Recession Era: The third-worldization of America

Ever think about what life will be like in America after the recession passes? If it passes? What if the economic collapse we’ve seen—and that’s just what it is, a collapse—does permanent damage to the U.S. economy, from which this country never fully recovers? Clearly the measures we’re taking to jump-start the faltering economy will have long-term repercussions, not the least of which may be some serious inflation. And many other forces are at work.

I have a creepy feeling that in the future—maybe not immediately, but over the next generation or so—we are going to see a steady third-worldization of America. Eventually, American wages will be driven down to the levels that workers in Third-World countries are forced to accept, the middle class will almost disappear, and our social structure will consist of a small, hyperwealthy upper class and masses of working poor. Really poor.

Ah, you say; she’s up on her pessimistic soapbox again! 

Well, let me tell you what makes me think this.

The Copyeditor’s Desk has lost its bread-and-butter client, a graphic design studio that packages books for print-on-demand publishers. “Book packaging” entails performing any or all of the various tasks that have to be done to create a book and take it to print. Our client has been copyediting, designing, laying out, proofreading, and producing camera-ready copy for its customers, and it has been hiring us to do the copyediting and proofreading. Suddenly, this nice little source of income  has dried up, despite raves of satisfaction from the client. 

Where has the wellspring gone? Well, I’ll tellya: There’s an Indian entrepreneur in town who lives here but owns a large operation in Delhi. This gentleman shows up at all the same trade meetings that we do…and at all the same trade meetings where our client goes. He told me that he can take a book from raw manuscript all the way through to camera-ready copy for $2.00 a page. That includes copy- and content-editing, fact-checking, negotiating with authors, book design, page layout, indexing, and generation of camera-ready PDFs.

Our lowest rate—for copyediting alone!—is $4.50 a page. Even when we’re reading pretty easy copy, that rate produces a just barely acceptable income. If we run into a problem that slows us down, it soon morphs into an hourly rate somewhere near minimum wage.

To compete with this guy, we would have to charge something like 30 cents a page, no matter how easy or difficult the copy. So editing a 300-page manuscript would earn us a grandiose 90 bucks. That’s a project that can take a week if the copy is clean, well written, and accurate, and upwards of a week depending how messy and poorly written the copy is (and self-published books can be very bad, indeed).

Ninety dollars a week. In a good week. Think of that.

You know, a print-on-demand publisher doesn’t care whether the book is literate, accurate, or correctly formatted in Chicago style. All he cares about is that the author gives the go-ahead to print it. Our client sees that most of her clients’ authors don’t know any better, and that a good 90 percent of them don’t care. So…why pay a living wage to an American editor when you can get someone in India to work for $90 a week?

This is the type of worker—competent enough and cheap—that Americans compete with in the global economy. With everyone and his little brother unemployed and not enough jobs to hire all the people who have been laid off, many Americans are going to have to accept wages on this order just to put bread (and only bread) on the table. As more workers agree to accept depressed pay because any income looks better than no income, pay in general will drop. Eventually, we’ll all be working for what people in India, Thailand, and Pakistan are paid.

Which ain’t much.

Remember, our country doesn’t have the safety nets required to provide lower-paid workers a decent lifestyle. We don’t have adequate access to affordable health care. We don’t have adequate provisions for retirement. We don’t have adequate child care. More civilized countries do: taxes and global competitive pressures push take-home pay down, but the taxes buy a social system that provides for citizens. Consider, for example, this interesting article by Russell Shorto. Recounting his experiences during a stay in the Low Countries, he reports that every parent receives an annual cash “child benefit,” cash underwriting for schoolbooks, and reimbursement for as much as 70 percent of the cost of child care. Employers are required to give workers four weeks of vacation time and a vacation payment of 8 percent of their annual salary; the unemployed also receive vacation pay from the government, “the reasoning being that if you can’t go on vacation you’ll get depressed and despondent and you’ll never get a job.” In addition, a third of dwellings in the Netherlands are part of a public housing system run by independent real estate cooperatives, which provide homes at below-market rates not as hovels of last resort but decent places even for people with respectable incomes. 

Well, say you, that’s fine if you don’t mind the government confiscating half your salary.

But folks. Half of our salaries is confiscated! My take-home pay is about 60 percent of gross, and that’s only because I have ridiculously cheap health insurance—when I paid $220 a month (for one person) my net was closer to 50 percent of gross. Shorto paid $390 a month, no copays, including dental coverage, for insurance that covered all his family of four’s medical care and also paid 90 percent of the cost of his daughter’s braces; in the U.S. he paid $1,400 a month for a policy that covered no dental care and was shot through with copays, deductibles, and exceptions.

Health insurance, required retirement savings, required parking charges, long-term care insurance, and disability insurance are, in fact, forms of taxation. You have to pay for it—you don’t have a choice. You’ve got to have health insurance; no one should have to choose not to be able to go to a doctor. If you have any assets, you’d bloody well better have long-term care insurance, especially as you get older. If you have a family to support and you think you’d like to continue eating after you get hurt or seriously ill, you’re a fool not to carry all the disability insurance you can afford. If you have kids to put in day care and health insurance full of copay holes, you’ll be needing that Flex plan. What is the difference whether you’re forking over a chunk of your pay to a private party or to the government? You’re still forking it over.

If you’re not earning enough to afford amenities like health insurance and halfway decent child care (if you can find it!), you’re out of luck. So…what is going to happen to Americans’ standard of living when large numbers of us are permanently out of work and when folks who can find jobs are looking at wages competitive with those in the Third World? It’s hard to conclude anything other than that we will have a Third-World standard of living.

We need to take another long look at social systems such as the one in the Netherlands, which, as Shorto points out, grew out of a private-enterprise tradition and a deep religious tradition, much as our own has done. If we’re to survive as a “developed” nation in the post-recession global era, we’re going to have to revise the ways we provide for our citizens.

Where’s “Is Frugality Un-American”?

A reader wrote in to ask what happened to a favorite Funny about Money post, “Is Frugality Un-American?” When I searched the blog archives, I couldn’t find it. Thought it must have dropped out during the transition from WordPress.com to Bluehost.com, and so went to the old site’s dashboard…where it still didn’t surface. But I finally found it on Google.

Turns out I’d spelled the title a little strangely, which probably complicated efforts to find it: “Is frugality unAmerican?” It’s still there, and it did come over to the new server. 🙂