Irritation and anger

I felt angry today.  What to do with that anger is important.  Do I feel angry enough to post some rhetorical political diatribe on Facebook?  Do I feel angry enough to lash out at the driver who impedes my forward progress when I am driving?  Do I feel angry enough to forget my morning prayers upon which I mediate in order to seek peacefulness, wellness, loving kindness, happiness? Do I feel angry enough to forget to follow the actions of pardoning, consoling, understanding, loving, and giving?

I feel better now that I wrote this and went for a short run.

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

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Fathers’ Day Reflections

As I contemplate what Fathers’ Day means for me, there are two veins of thought. The first is being a son and the other is being a father.

Reflections of being a son:

I guess some would say that being born is not necessarily a choice in that a man and woman joined together to combine their DNA and thusly a person is born.  Some of us are more fortunate than others in that we are delivered into this existence with a healthy portion of love and care from the adults who joined together.  The other concept which has been postulated is that we actually find and chose our parentage.  Either way, I either selected wisely or I was quite fortunate.

As I read the tributes dedicated to fathers on Facebook I am not sure I can truly identify or describe my relationship with my father.  I noticed all those positive terms such as best friend, rock, mentor, hero, inspiration, admired, compassionate, supportive, loving, caring, kind, generous, and so forth.  These and many positive attributes describe my dad.  Naturally I think of him often and about the contributions he has made to my personal being.  I think about how he persevered through the trials and toils of life.  How he dedicated and still dedicates himself to his family and wife, how he still maintains his community spirit, how he continues to nurture his friendships and acquires new ones, how he has witnessed over 9 decades of life and has seen many of his beloved friends and family move on to the next chapter of existence.  The combination of these things adds up to a substantial contribution to his children.  And for that, I am immeasurably grateful.

As I continue moving through this life there are times when I wonder how my dad did it.  And sometimes I remind myself that I need to follow his example and provide for my family, behave in a gentlemanly manner, contribute to my community, nurture friendships, love as best as I can, maintain a grateful heart for all the blessings that life has provided, endure the difficult moments, maintain hope for the future, embrace the present, love and be patient with my family, support others in their ventures, and find humor and joy in as many places as possible.

As I mentioned in the tribute to the mothers in my life, there are many men across all the generations who have made substantial contributions to my being.  I became a father later in my life and I learned from my peers the necessary skills of parenthood.  In addition, the children themselves have provided lessons of parenting.  I was also very fortunate to have taught children in elementary school and learned many parenting lessons from the wonderful children who were part of my life.  In fact my recent work as a noon aide has helped me rediscover compassion for others and for this life.  It is evident that I have benefited immensely from having my father in my life, and learning the many lessons of compassion from others.

My reflections of being a father:

What is the cultural event we call Father’s Day?  Why is it necessary?  I for one don’t necessarily need a special day to celebrate my paternity.  The gift of my children brings great joy to me on a daily basis.  No other gift or accolades can compare to simply being present with a child.  There is immense joy watching a child grow and do things such as walk for the first time, read a book, ride a bike, play music, develop friendships, develop personal values, etc. In essence, watching a child develop into a person is beyond compare to any one particular day set aside to celebrate fatherhood.

It is a fact that some of us with paternal links via DNA truly do not deserve such a day of celebration; whereas, there are many men who have performed fatherly duties to children with no shared DNA.  To those special dads, I celebrate you!

As a young lad, I never dreamed of being a father.  And I was truly honored and quite astonished when I met a woman who loved me enough to want to share life and parenthood with me.  For many years I felt like that kid on the playground who was always the last one to be picked for the sports team until finally the mother of our children came along and embraced me in this life.

I have had somewhat of a career, and I have achieved a few minor noteworthy accomplishments, but nothing compares to my sheer delight in being a loving and caring parent.   Although I appreciate the one day a year event, it is not necessary for me because I rejoice daily in the wonderful life altering experience of earning the title “dad”.

I know only one thing for sure.  I will give my Love, Life, and any worldly possessions to my children unconditionally.  Of course there is the hope that my parenting efforts have provided the needed skills and foundation for my children to venture forth throughout this life.  I guess time will tell.  So I say to you, love your children, and any child for that matter.  Love is the greatest gift you can give and essentially all that children need.

 

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Humpty Trumpy

WARNING:  If you are a Trump supporter and think he is a viable candidate for president proceed with CAUTION.  If you have no sense of humor, I suggest you STOP reading here and go on to some other enlightening reading.  The following is my subjective opinion and is a departure from polite and respectful discourse and is an attempt at the humorous state of our political affairs.

The recent political presidential campaign has brought the old nursery rhyme Humpty Dumpty to mind.  The reason is obvious because it has the same short “u” sound as one of the presumptive presidential candidates.

Thus, I wondered whether there is some sort of correlation or link between Dumpty and Trumpy.  It occurred to me that if I utilized the Trumpy method of reasoning that links various conspiracy theories to his political opposition, then there must be a path that links Dumpty to our beloved Trumpy…..

My first clue that there is a link is found in an excerpt from Lewis Carroll’s story as provided by the Wikipedia page URL:   Wikipedia Humpty Dumpty (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humpty_Dumpty)

 Humpty appears in Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking-Glass (1872), where he discusses semantics and pragmatics with Alice.

“I don’t know what you mean by ‘glory,’ ” Alice said.

Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. “Of course you don’t—till I tell you. I meant ‘there’s a nice knock-down argument for you!’ ”

“But ‘glory’ doesn’t mean ‘a nice knock-down argument’,” Alice objected.

“When I use a word,” Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone, “it means just what I choose it to mean—neither more nor less.”

“The question is,” said Alice, “whether you can make words mean so many different things.”

“The question is,” said Humpty Dumpty, “which is to be master—that’s all.”

Alice was too much puzzled to say anything, so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again. “They’ve a temper, some of them—particularly verbs, they’re the proudest—adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs—however, I can manage the whole lot! Impenetrability! That’s what I say!”

 

Utilizing the Trumpy deductive reasoning, this is substantial evidence that Dumpty and Trumpy may indeed have something in common.  It has been noted by many media outlets and political pundits that Trumpy has little command of the facts and he invents many implausible conspiracies.  Thusly, when asked for justification and clarification, the present day Trumpy, in his roundabout way, says what Carroll’s Dumpty says.  To borrow from Carroll’s Dumpty’s response to Alice, it is easy to simply deduce that Trumpy “Uses the facts and they mean just what he chooses them to mean – neither more or less.”  Trumpy himself has declared that he knows more about things than even the experts who studied a given subject.  To follow this line of reasoning further, since Trumpy like Dumpty creates his own meanings, it can also be concluded that reality and truthfulness are not a part of Trumpy’s character traits.

 

My curiosity then had me wondering about the meaning of the word Humpty.  For reference I utilized the dictionary web site with the URL: Dictionary.com Humpty definition  (http://www.dictionary.com/browse/humpty?s=t)

 

The Humpty definition is:

Humpty  /ˈhʌmptɪ/(noun): (Brit) a low padded seat; pouffe

Word Origin: C20: from humpty hunchbacked, perhaps influenced by Humpty Dumpty (nursery rhyme)

 

With this definition I think I know what a low padded seat is, but I needed clarification for pouffe.  Again, I utilized the dictionary web site with the URL:   Dictionary.com Pouffe definition (http://www.dictionary.com/browse/pouffe?s=t)

 

Pouf or pouffe [poof] (noun)

1.a high headdress with the hair rolled in puffs, worn by women in the late 18th century.

2. an arrangement of the hair over a pad; puff.

3.a puff of material as an ornament on a dress or headdress.

 

These two definitions make perfect sense to me and fit my Trumpy reasoning methodology.  First of all, Trumpy is certainly a bit over weight.  It is therefore very logical to deduce that he has a “low padded seat.“ This follows the Trumpy logic because he did make the declaration during one of his debates that he is more than adequate below the belt.  Therefore, it can be concluded that he is more than adequate on both sides of his belt.   Now please do not think that I am implying that Trumpy is a “fat ass”; that is for the people to decide when it comes time to vote.

 

After reading the definition of “pouffe” my Trumpy reasoning brain, (like Trumpy I have a good brain), drew a crystal clear correlation between Dumpty and Trumpy.  After all, what is that thing on top of Trumpy’s head? I believe it can be best described as a pouf/pouffe.  It surely is an “arrangement of the hair”.  When I get up in the morning I comb my hair.  It is more or less a fact that Trumpy does not comb his hair, he arranges it.

 

Another reference web site I utilized was the Urban Dictionary site with the URL: Urban Dictionary: Humpty Dumpty (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=humpty+dumpty)

 

humpty dumpty:

Having sex with a person and the discarding them in the most expedient manner.

 

This definition also supports the Dumpty/Trumpy correlation within the Trumpy logic because there are many reports that our beloved Trumpy has “humpty dumptied” his two previous wives and is currently on his third wife.  In addition, there are reports that Trumpy has “humpty dumptied” many unsuspecting business partners and even Republican politicians who have attempted to support and legitimize his candidacy.

 

As I scouted around for more evidence to support my Dumpty/Trumpy parallel, I turned to the web site Politifact; URL:  PolitiFact home page (http://www.politifact.com/).  This web site illustrates Trumpy’s propensity for Trumpy logic that is alien to facts and truthfulness.

 

The truthometer results for Humpty Trumpy: URL = PolitiFact Trump Truthometer score (http://www.politifact.com/personalities/donald-trump/ )

True (2%)

Mostly True(8%))

Half True (15%)

Mostly False (16%)

False (40%)

Pants on Fire (19%)

 

As noted in these results Trumpy’s statements are false 75% of the time.  Therefore, the only conclusion one can make is that Trumpy is “choosing the meaning” of the facts as fabricated in his own good brain.

 

The final phase of my research lead me to the actual Humpty Trumpy poem. This web site,  Humpty Dumpty Poem  (http://www.rhymes.org.uk/humpty_dumpty.htm), provided two versions of the Humpty Dumpty poem.

 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the King’s horses, And all the King’s men

Couldn’t put Humpty together again!

 

Alternative Words…

 

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty dumpty had a great fall;

Threescore men and threescore more,

Could not place Humpty as he was before.

 

Since these poems are old and out of date my good brain Trumpy logic figured it is time to update it with a more current and relevant poem.  So I give you this as the new alternative.

 

Humpty Trumpy lived in a tower,

Humpty Trumpy lied for political power;

Three score lies and three score more,

Humpty Trumpy knows not the truth for sure!

 

 

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

 

 

Additional reference web sites:

http://myths.e2bn.org/mythsandlegends/origins1-humpty-dumpty-and-the-fall-of-colchester.html

The Origin of Humpty Dumpty

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The evolution of the Republican Party from Roosevelt to the present

WARNING: Conservative thinking voters please proceed with CAUTION:
For those of you that are in support of the current Republican candidates, I suggest you STOP reading here and go on to some other enlightening reading. The following is my subjective opinion.

First it needs to be duly noted that some Republican party members do not believe in the scientific notion of “evolution”. Therefore this simple logical statement about the change of the party may be beyond their capabilities…

There is evidence that the Republican Party at one time in our nation’s history was progressive; Lincoln, Roosevelt and Eisenhower immediately come to mind. Each of these three great presidents made significant contributions to our country and their actions indicate that their primary focus was for the country and not political vindictiveness.

The quote “Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far*” brings to mind the juxtaposition of the current gaggle of Republican presidential candidates and some Republican politicians who have recently engaged in obstructionism.

With the urban dictionary definition “big dig” (see below) in mind, it has occurred to me that the “evolution” that has occurred since Ted Roosevelt can be summed up as follows:

The Republican party has gone from:
“Speak softly and carry a big stick*”
TO:
“Speak loudly and act like a big dick**”.

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.
*This URL provides a narrative about Roosevelt’s use of the phrase.
http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/speak-softly-and-carry-a-big-stick.html

**Big Dick : An adjective to describe a guy who is a jerk or does mean and stupid things.

big dick: Synonymous with big wig, big shot, etc, but more derogatory.

Usually the affluent and successful owner or senior manager of an establishment that neglects taking responsibility and shirks responding to complaints. Hence, a contemptible person who causes much grief to many people but is never around to be held to account.
by MrKapper Is Back November 20, 2012
URL: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=big+dick&defid=6838662

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Simple Arithmetic Logic regarding the Republican Senators’ refusal to consider a SCOTUS nomination.

I spent some time trying to comprehend the difficulty the Republican Senators are having in actually doing their constitutional obligation that they were elected to do regarding the “advise and consent” of a U.S. Supreme Court nominee.

To me the answer lies within the concept of simple mathematics. This logic is so simple even Donald J. Trump will be able to comprehend it.

  • Obama was re-elected in 2012 with a vote total of 65,915,796.
  • McConnell was re-elected in 2014 with a vote total of 806,787 to represent the people of  KY.
  • The entire vote total of the 11 Senate Republicans who are on the Judiciary committee is 15,069,227, and adding McConnell votes, the total is 15,876,014.

OK now to the simple arithmetic: Applying the simple subtraction equation of Obama votes minus the Republican Senator votes means that 50,039,782 more voters supported Obama. Furthermore, utilizing the logic put forth by the senators in their letter, and we eliminate the lame duckers and the senators elected with less than 50% of their constituents’ approval, the difference in votes is 54,326,025. That is a ratio of at least 3 to 1 votes in Obama’s favor.

In view of these simple numbers, I would hope that the Judiciary Committee Republican Senators would reconsider their underwhelming argument for not performing their constitutional duties. After all, they do have an obligation to the entire nation, not just their constituents in their home state.

WARNING: Conservative thinking voters please proceed with CAUTION:

For those of you that are in support of the “EGREGIOUS ELEVEN*” Senators, I suggest you STOP reading here and go on to some other enlightening reading. The following is my subjective opinion.

*The “EGREGIOUS ELEVEN” are the Republican senators Grassley, Hatch, Sessions, Graham, Cornyn, Lee, Flake, Vitter, Perdue, Tillis, Cruz.

McConnell was elected with less than a million votes (806,787) to be a representative for the people of Kentucky. I do not appreciate his efforts to foist his conservative ideology upon me. He DOES NOT represent me!!! He only truly represents 56.2% of the voters in KY.

It is interesting that mcCONnell has the word CON in his name. It fits the urban dictionary definition of “Slang term for a rip-off; the act of ripping off somebody. A person who is good at scamming others is called a CON artist.”

The last syllable of his name contains “NEL” which is Spanish slang for “no.” He has been belligerently saying no to anything that does not match his narrow minded conservative views.

So how do I interpret that? Mitch is a CON ARTIST who knows nothing and offers our nation nothing other than “NO”.

If they are claiming that President Obama is a lame duck, then we should eliminate the other politicians who are in the elections cycle. My research indicates that Grassley, Lee, and Vitter are in an election year. So using the “lame duck” logic they should not have a voice in this process.

There are two Republican Senators who did not win their elections with greater than 50% of the vote. So they should be cast aside. After all, a majority of their state’s constituents did not feel they were worthy to hold office. Flake from AZ won his election with 49.2% to 46.2%. Tillis of SC barely won his election 48.8% to 47.3%.

Another interesting aspect of the Republican “EGREGIOUS ELEVEN” is their homogenous nature (Caucasian privileged males) and most are from states that have less than a stellar record regarding progressive thoughts particularly when it comes to diversity and equality. In particular these states are extreme in their support of misogynistic ideologies that subvert the rights of women. More succinctly these men are bona-fide bigots. I simply wish they would come out of the closet be honest with the citizens of the United States and admit their prejudice. In my opinion this committee was purposely selected to thwart any efforts to consider a moderate to progressive thinking judge.

Here are the numbers that I found on the internet sites that reported on the respective politicians mentioned in this post.

2012 Obama votes = 65,915,796

Election Year / Senator / State / Votes
2014/McConnell/KY/806,787
2010/Grassley/IA/718,215
2012/Hatch/UT/595,972
2014/Sessions/AL/795,606
2012/Graham /SC/672,942
2014/Cornyn/TX/2,855,068
2010//Lee/UT/390,179
2012 (49.2% to 46.2%)/Flake/AZ/1,104,457
2010/Vitter/LA/715,304
2014/Perdue/GA/1,358,088
2014 (48.8% to 47.3%)/Tillis/NC/1,423,259
2012/Cruz/TX/4,440,137
Total Votes = 15,876,014

That is all that I have to say about that.
Forest Gump’s quote

Thank you for reading this post, and I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

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Like a perchance glance of a bird, life’s moments can be very fleeting yet memorable.

 

I observed a bird on the wire behind our house.  It was one I could not identify, but it seemed regal and beautiful at first glance.  It piqued my curiosity enough that I went to get my field glasses and the bird book to identify it, but as I was preparing to focus in on the bird it took flight and I never saw it again.

This brought to mind the momentary connections I have had in my life where I was captured in the rhapsody of the moment, but the person with whom I shared that moment went on a path divergent from mine.

I recall one such moment the summer of 1978 when I was travelling across the western states as “extra cargo” in a friend’s van.  We camped out in the state and national parks, slept under the stars, and drank the cheapest beers we could purchase at the local stores.  I was somewhere in the western mountains in a park that I believe had the name Yellowstone.  There on the front veranda of the camp’s lodge, I entered into a conversation with a very delightful young woman, (around my age at that time), who was traveling much the same as I was, except she was going east and I was going west.

After a very long, interesting, and delightful conversation, we retired to our respective campsites and I never saw her again.  But that delightful encounter still resonates with me to this day.  I don’t recall her name, or where she was from, or even what we talked about, but the loveliness of the encounter lingers with me even to this day.  There was something very extraordinary about her that captured my attention and imagination, and it remains among my cherished moments.

So when I looked upon the bird from my kitchen window, I wondered where it came from, where it was going, and why it was there at that moment for me to enjoy.  Consequently, I recalled many of those past moments when I simply connected with someone on a transcendent level, and like the bird, watched it take flight never to return.

There are many such moments that exist and too many to list them all because they include memories as far back as I can remember from my childhood.  Samples of these precious moments include the simple gesture of tying a child’s shoe, helping an older person manage a door, connecting with the wait-person at a restaurant, complimenting someone on a job well done, engaging in a stimulating conversation on an airline flight, riding along on my bike with someone and enjoying the pleasantries of the day, dancing at a wedding with someone you will never see again, assisting a distressed motorist, helping a friend move, chatting with a high school student working at the store, holding a baby in my arms, and so forth.

Watching birds is like those pleasant encounters.  They capture our attention; some with the most brilliant plumage, others with their sheer energy, and others with graceful actions as they fly, forage or “twit” about. I simply must remember to look upon the birds with much more awareness so that the preciousness of the encounter can be appreciated before they disappear and never to be seen again.

And thusly, it is my wish and hope that each new conversation and encounter with sentient beings is treated as, and becomes, a cherished moment.  As with the birds calling in their gleeful songs, so I will seek to capture a joyful moment whenever possible and release it when completed.  I have learned that such things belong not to me, but can still be cherished and appreciated.  Although that moment for those of you who may be reading this is over, I hope you will nurture it, (as I hope to do for myself), so it remains delightful and grows in fondness with the passing years.

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

 

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What is wrong with this picture?

 

Whenever there is a perplexing problem for me, I try to take a step back away from the issue directly at hand in order to gain a different vantage point.  I also ask myself the question; “What is wrong with this picture?”

I believe that I am not under a spell of disillusionment in which I think that these words that I have cobbled together will influence another person’s thinking, but for me this exercise has become a method to wrestle with and assuage the demonic thoughts that plague my consciousness.  Read on if you care or not….

As usual my thinking has become troubled with the vitriol words that have been circulating in various forms of mainstream media and social media.  I am troubled by the violence and the senseless killings of innocent human beings.  I am troubled by American citizens who are adamant about utilizing our superior military to annihilate others even if they seem to be venomous creatures.  I am troubled by the simple fact that violence begets violence and the cycle seems to be never ending.  I am troubled by words that denigrate a culture, which seems to have been a common human behavior for multiple millennia.

I wonder how one can convince oneself that another person, persons or entire society is so evil that they are willing to “pull the trigger.”  I wonder if the spectacle of hateful social media posts is comparable to armchair quarterbacking while watching a sporting event.  I wonder if all these media critics and invented pundits have the initiative and nerve to place themselves on the field of play and try to do better than the professional player who is trying his/her best?  In this same vein of thought, I wonder if those advocating war are willing to abandon the comforts of their homes and confront the enemy in person.  Perhaps yes or perhaps not.  If you never served in the military and are willing to send our youth to do your will as you sit idly watching others do your fighting, are you willing to accept the moniker of “chicken hawk?”

For me, I never served in the military and I am not willing to ask someone to kill for me.  Similarly, I cannot imagine “pulling the trigger” for the purpose of ending a life. Instead it is my hope that I am able to live the principle that Gandhi is credited with saying; “There are many causes I would die for. There is not a single cause I would kill for.”    Fortunately for me, the events in my life have not presented a scenario in which I had to seriously consider either option of dying or killing.  It is my hope that we all live to the end of our days and not have to consider “pulling the trigger” or dying for a cause.

There are many great persons both present and past who advocate for peace.  I have read teachings about compassion, cooperation, respect, responsibility, stewardship, understanding, love, enlightenment, pardoning, faith, and so forth.  Initially I thought I should share these wonderful thoughts about loving and caring for our fellow human beings and all sentient beings.

However, today I happened upon quotes by a great statesman and military hero.  These quotes are far more compelling for the war mongering, chicken hawk politicians and citizens to consider.

Here are some thought provoking quotes related to war from our 34th President of the United States of America, Dwight D. Eisenhower.

I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its stupidity.” (Address before the Canadian Club, Ottawa, Canada, 1/10/46)

War is mankind’s most tragic and stupid folly; to seek or advise its deliberate provocation is a black crime against all men. Though you follow the trade of the warrior, you do so in the spirit of Washington — not of Genghis Khan. For Americans, only threat to our way of life justifies resort to conflict.” (Graduation Exercises at the United States Military Academy, 6/3/47)

Possibly my hatred of war blinds me so that I cannot comprehend the arguments they adduce. But, in my opinion, there is no such thing as a preventive war. Although this suggestion is repeatedly made, none has yet explained how war prevents war. Worse than this, no one has been able to explain away the fact that war creates the conditions that beget war.” (Remarks at Carnegie Institute, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, 10/19/50 [DDE’s Pre-Presidential Papers, Principal File, Box 196, Carnegie Institute]) ”

“The hope of the world is that wisdom can arrest conflict between brothers. I believe that war is the deadly harvest of arrogant and unreasoning minds.” (Address, National Education Association, Washington, D.C., 4/4/57)

The following quotes are excerpts from Dwight Eisenhower’s “Iron Cross” or “Chance for Peace” (April 16, 1953) speech which includes statements about the cost of military and its threat to peace. The entire speech transcript can be accessed at the URL: http://millercenter.org/president/eisenhower/speeches/speech-3357

“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone.  It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.”

Although Eisenhower clearly states his dislike for war he was not so naïve as to discount the circumstances when it may be absolutely necessary. Other quotes by Eisenhower that reveal the need for defending those in distress and defending the rights and way of life we cherish include:

But all history has taught us the grim lesson that no nation has ever been successful in avoiding the terrors of war by refusing to defend its rights — by attempting to placate aggression.” (Radio and Television Report to the American People: Security in the Free World, 3/16/59)

I know something about that war, and I never want to see that history repeated. But, my fellow Americans, it certainly can be repeated if the peace-loving democratic nations again fearfully practice a policy of standing idly by while big aggressors use armed force to conquer the small and weak.” (Radio and Television Report to the American People Regarding the Situation in the Formosa Straits, 9/11/58)

NOTE:  many of these quotes can be found at: http://www.eisenhower.archives.gov/all_about_ike/quotes.html

Having spent some time reviewing these quotes and trying to understand the need for defending the rights of the small and weak, I have still have this unpleasantness regarding the general willingness of so many people who propose violent actions from the safety of their computer.  I believe now that we must find a way to defend the “weak and small” refugees fleeing despotic militants. However we must caution ourselves to embrace the diversity of all cultures and focus only on those who perpetrate the ugliness of violence and oppression on others.  It is imperative that we find ways to stop the hate.

As I wonder and wander through this existence I shall always hope that we all find a personal awareness that Mathieu Ricard described in this quote; “Wisdom and compassion should become the dominating influences that guide our thoughts, our words, and our actions.

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

 

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Why I like the change to cold weather or delightful things about putting on a winter coat

I never minded the cold too much and in some ways I enjoy the brisk, invigorating weather of winter.  Today I discovered another reason why I like this change in weather; I put on my winter coat for the first time in months and discovered a forgotten treasure in the pockets. Over the years I have come across forgotten money, gloves, keys, loving mementoes, and so forth.  Today’s discovery was not of monumental value, but it is nice to have found those gloves I was missing….

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

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Being a baseball fan, and living and dying with the New York Metropolitans (Mets)

 

Mets family photo 20151030

When I was a little lad, my first memory of professional baseball was of the New York Yankees.  They were the only professional baseball team in NYC because shortly before my long term memory became conscious to me, the New York Giants moved to San Francisco and the Brooklyn Dodgers moved to Los Angeles.  Consequently, in my early years, I became a Yankee fan particularly since I shared the same birthday with Mickey Mantle.

 

Early in my baseball memory, the Mets came along and I recall distinctly their first season.  They had the worst record in baseball that season and lost 120 games.  No other team since 1899 had lost that many games.

Coinciding with the Mets’ losing ways was my personal Little League experience.  If my memory serves me correctly, our team lost 18 out of 20 games that season.  Our first non-loss came in game 19 when the other team had to forfeit, and our only legitimate win came in game 20. At that time I learned the true meaning of gracious humbleness, sportsmanship, and the ever important lesson of enduring tough times with your team regardless of wins and losses.

I realized early that I was not an all-star nor was I a bad player.  Regardless of my skill and prowess, I enjoyed the game and perhaps more importantly, I simply enjoyed playing.  Although winning was nice, I found much greater satisfaction in playing the game right, being a good teammate, being a good sportsman, and playing to my full potential with as much enthusiasm as I could muster regardless of the situation.

I reserve to term “love” for the people that have established an intimate and significant meaning in my life, so to say I love the Mets is somehow not appropriate.  However, I cannot deny the emotions of disappointment and elation that rise to the surface of my consciousness when the Mets are playing.  I wonder why such heart wrenching emotions surface over a simple game of baseball.  From an objective perspective, it is only a game played by people that are paid a far greater salary than I have yet to accumulate my entire working life.  I wonder; where does this emotion come from, and why does something completely out of my control affect me thus?  It jumps up and grabs my heart and tugs at its strings!

Regardless of the outcome of the season, the series, the game, the fielding play, the at-bat, the pitch, I am undeniably a supporter of the team that captured my heart as a boy when the only positive word to describe their inept play was “amazing”.

As we near the end of this 2015 World Series and the Mets are down 3 games to 1, I must give a shout out of “LETS GO METS!!!!!!”  Regardless of the outcome, I will be there for you now, tomorrow, next week, next month, next season, and so on into perpetuity.

And as Yogi Berra, who was also a Met, would say, “It ain’t over ‘til it’s over.”

 

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

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Happy Birthday wherever you are…

Today is a day that has a timestamp in my memory and on my heart because it is the birthday of someone who, at one time, was very dear to me. This significant someone still owns a piece of my heart although I no longer have contact with that person, nor do I know how to make that contact.

There are many expressions that possibly could be applied to this passing of time and lost relationship such as; “water under the bridge”, “tis better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all”, “here today, gone tomorrow”, and so forth.

There are many days on my calendar such as today, where I pause to think, “whatever happened to that person with whom I shared treasured moments?” In some manner, the development of social media has helped many of us to reconnect and rediscover the fondness of the moments we once shared, but the reality of it is that those days are never coming back and most likely cannot be recreated.

There are many people that have passed through this life of mine who I would love to wish Happy Birthday, but the circumstances no longer permit it. For others when I reflect upon the time we spent together I yearn for the opportunity to acknowledge the significant meaning of the contributions made to my life. For some I want to hug, see the smile, share a moment, genuinely say I love you, sincerely say I am sorry, say good morning, share a laugh, sing a song, play together, cry because we are sad or happy, and so forth.

This leads me to recall the peace prayer of St. Francis of Assisi that was a favorite of a dear friend who was lost to us many years ago at an age that was much too young. Although I no longer embrace the dogma of religions, the words contained in this prayer of St. Francis are compelling and provide an excellent guide for what I would hope for myself when engaging in the higher order of thinking.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.”

I hope you have a delightful experience today and every day henceforth.

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