Sunday, February 14, 2010

Valentine's Day 2010

As John Lennon once said, “all you need is love.”  The world may someday come to this same determination but, I think we are more than a few years away from that enlightened state.

Valentine’s Day 2010 find us embroiled in an increased amount of violence in Afghanistan, an increase in the fears of a Iranian nuclear state leading to heightened potential for violence or hostility there.

Our president boldly stated that “We are at war” in reference to Al Qaeda which is not even a recognized nation-state but a network of violence loving terrorists with an agenda that apparently has no clear direction but, has a common denominator of anti-west sentiments.

The world is beset with many problems but, mankind has yet to really rally around a common goal of solving any particular issue but, instead has increasingly taken a stance of isolationist politics and circling the wagons against threats like drug trafficking, cyber warfare and “freedom against terrorism.”   In all cases, the all too easy reaction is a violent one.  We continue to amass military to combat what are really sociological phenomenon.  Violence will only beget violence.  War makes War…nothing else. 

Instead, we should be focused on the problems that are facing all future generations like, global warming, the rising of poverty, over-crowded cities, starvation, diseases with no universal health care in sight and a staggering world economy that has all the ear marks for disaster for future generations to attempt to resolve.

In the meantime, we all should take a cue from James Taylor’s tune and “Shower the people you love with love.”  It could be the one thing that we all can do that will make a difference in the world’s situation.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Fear and Loathing in the 21st Century

If Hunter Thompson attempted to write his ode to the search for the American Dream today, it would look very, very different.  The fable would have to chronicle an ever eroding landscape changing forever the definition of what the dream was all about.

The American Dream has become a different beast in today's world.  It's becoming more and more obvious that our hold on being the dominant society in the world community is facing or has already fallen by the wayside.  Our inability to maintain a culture focused on innovation has led to an almost inevitable shift to more of a service oriented society.  We have become the biggest consumer on the face of the planet.  We are consuming more natural resources and foreign made products than any other nation in the world.  The two phenomena have contributed to our fall in the standings within the world community.

The actions of the leaders of this country in the past decade has also positioned us as being one of the more hated cultures in the world.  Instead of accepting this notion and analyzing the causes, the administrations have adopted a "We're America, we don't care, we don't have to" attitude.  This has only resulted in more resentment and more destabilization in the world community.  It has also led to America becoming less safe as terrorism has continues to evolve and become more international.

The classic American Dream consisted of a home, a good job (subjective) a close-knit nuclear family coupled with all the other characteristics such as:


-   Feeling safe
-  Access to medical care when needed
-  Access to spiritual services
-  Opportunity to work hard, and make progress along the social stratus

All of this has become under attack or has already fallen prey to social pressures.

Our safety was a big deal and one of the primary campaign topics in both the 2000 and 2004 presidential elections.  It was perceived that the democrats were not the best party to assert our safety concerns.  within the world community.  Subsequently, we have ticked off all of our marginal allies and even some of the allies that have been closer to us historically.  in this manner, we not only suffered the worse terrorist attack on our nation but, squandered the event when all of the world's sympathies were with us.  We have failed to find and hold the parties responsible for these actions accountable.  We have instead been distracted.  We've sent billions of dollars and resources to to combat nations that were perceived to be threats based on the most ridiculous of notions (a pre-emptive strike on a perceived threat that was never substantiated).

We have always responded to calamities on foreign soil that were caused by natural causes.  We've responded to casualites of tsunamis, earthquakes, and volcanoes in recent times.  We have not been able to respond in the same fashion and with the same effectiveness to calamity when it's occurred on our own soil and affected our own citizens (Katrina's devastation in New Orleans).  We can't even seem to collaborate on universal health care for own people.

The recent recession has brought to a head the fact that a lot of the jobs that have traditionally been supported within this country have been leaving and leaving at an alarming rate.  Since the focus in this country is treating corporation as almost having the same rights as citizens (when it behooves the corporation), we have allowed them to seek out cheaper labor in other nations while our own citizens have suffered contributing to the growing schism between the classes within this country.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

the call

The bell chimes,

the song of the sea rises in my ears.

I keep my eyes closed because the

sound...

creates all the colors of the dawn.

I'm chilled though the temperature isn't the cause.

It's the call of the ocean.

It's the call of the day.

It's calling me home...

Memories Are A Blessing






I wonder sometimes if humans are the only part of nature that contains the capacity for memories.

They are precious and sometimes a curse but regardless they are a common element of the human experience.

We all have them.

They are connections to the past and guidance when making decisions on the future.

Sometimes I have to smile and wonder about some of my more stupid mistakes but it seems that they've led me to where I am today.

I watch how some animals can seemingly adapt to new circumstance, radical changes with what appears to be complacent means to let go of the experience and conditions that were part of their lives only minutes before.

Do they not have memories?

As I get older, I’m both worried and marveling about how my memories seem to serve me well but, that short term stuff is not sticking as well as it used to.

I’ll hang on as well as I can.  As well as I’m allowed to and try to make sense of what is left and what is yet to come.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Crossroads - Part IV

 
 My son’s adjustment to the new living arrangements was about as good as I could have expected.  I would always be filled with “absentee parent guilt” but, I really worked hard to not let my own personal pain impact on our time together.

I truly came to live for those two days a week when I could share some time with my son. 

Once the pattern was in place… we started to work on creating our own memories.  I never wanted to displace memories that he had of his mom, him and I as a family but, I wanted him to be comfortable with the new arrangements. 

In that first year, I was working some insane hours during the week but I was able to hold fast on my assertion that the weekend days were my son’s.  During those days, he was priority #1.

We typically watched a lot of movies, both in theaters and by renting movies at the local video store.  I enjoyed letting him pick and we always discussed both the good and bad with each selection viewed.

In addition, my son was pretty enamored with computers and video games.  He would often bring one of his gaming consoles with him and we would rent games and I would watch him play those games (I’ve never had the patience to take part in these games for very long).

In the fall of that year, I took my first vacation in this new position.  Not having much money or time, we went on an extended road trip through New England and into the Canadian province of Quebec to the city of Montreal.  In all we spent a week and saw some really cool things.  We spent a couple of days lolling on the beach in Rhode Island, we spent a couple of days in Montreal walking around the city and trying to make sense of the signage in the city that was rarely in English.

At the end of that trip, I was seriously depressed when I had to drop him off.  I had been with him exclusively for nine days and was totally used to having him around to talk and share experiences with.

His schoolwork was never garnering great marks but, he was a solid B student for most of his school career up until the breakup.  The next school year, he started to receive a few more C grades but no failing marks.  I was willing to let him slide for a time but continued to harp on the importance of keeping his schoolwork up and always asked if I could help him in any school projects that he might have been assigned.

Things were going rather swimmingly with him and I.  I thought for sure that we might have turned the corner and he was rebounding well from the breakup of his family unit.

That is until we were driving south after a fun weekend around Thanksgiving…

Monday, February 1, 2010

Pain

Sometimes it seems that pain

In some cases, gut wrenching pain

Is comforting.

Especially when you aren’t sure whether you’re still alive

Or

Perhaps wondering whether what you’re seeing (and feeling) is

Real

Or

Not.

He lay against the side of the car

Relaxing his body

Having grown tired of attempting to fight gravity and trying to twist his body so that his

Perception of the world jives with where he thinks the horizon

Lies.

It hurts but at the same time, he’s glad it hurts.