January, Week 1 2007
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January, Week 1 2007
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Monday January 1 , 2007 The book is closed, The year is done, The pages full Of tasks begun. A little joy, A little care, Along with dreams, Are written there. This new day brings Another year, Renewing hope, Dispelling fear. And we may find Before the end, A deep content, Another friend. Started snowing about 0900 and snowed most of the day, just a few inches but it sure is pretty. More due tomorrow. The town is pretty much shut down, they take their holidays seriously around here . The MiniMart was open though so I spent a few hours down there chatting with John and Pete. Nice place to sit and pick up the gossip... lots of shooting/fireworks last night and it was good to know that no one was hurt. A truck going down the switchbacks north of The Falls jack-knifed in the snow and another one tried to go up without chains and that blocked up hwy 31 pretty good... no traffic in or out of Canada most of the day... well I hear they rerouted traffic around Sullivan Lake... They busted the cook at the Western Star for drugs... lots of drugs sold and consumed up here. Law Enforcement is stretched pretty thin so folks get away with quite a bit... for a while... they all get stupid and get busted eventually
Here's to a great 2007. 1. Free your heart from hatred. 2. Free your mind from worries. 3. Live simply. 4. Give more. 5. Expect less.
Hell
of a way to start the new year...They say they died to defeat Hussein...
find the WMD's... kill the Terrorists... find Al Qaeda?... Well, Saddam
Hussein has been under wraps since the git-go, there were no WMD's, none
of the terrorists were from Iraq, Osama was in Afghanistan.
They died for oil... and
lies... it makes me sick.
Saddam's hanging mystifies me. Why was it done? What did it prove? Yeah... he was a bad guy... a mass murderer even... but he was also idolized as a savior by many.
They video taped the
hanging, they showed him being taunted and humiliated by his executioners...
what was the point, the only thing that makes sense to me is that the USA
wanted it done that way to show the Iraqi's who's Boss. They don't care that
prior to the hanging the Suni and the Shia's were at war and
the individual sects within the religions were fighting one another. I think
that making a focal point of Saddams execution will do more to unite the
factions then anything else they could have done. Now they have a rallying
cry and a focal point for revenge... I think it was stupid.
Perhaps I am underestimating
the Bush Blair cabal.. perhaps they want to use the increased violence to
justify their next action which could be either retreat or escalation...
I watched a Peter Paul and Mary special on PBS... Mary has been very ill, she has Leukemia and has gone through two bone marrow transplants... she looks pretty bad bus she still sings like an avenging angel. I have known that Peter Yarrow was a big time activist with many causes but I didn't know that Noel 'Paul" Stookey was the organizer behind Peter's crusades. What a talented, smart bunch they are. I was really impressed by their intelligence and articulate passion. They have been singing together and apart for 43 years. ...wonderful show...watch it if it comes on again. There is a segment with a whole bunch of old-timers singing, and if you look closely you see John Sebastian, Pete Seeger, The Weavers, Ritchie Havens Tuesday January 2 , 2007 Evil is like a shadow - it has no real substance of its own, it is simply a lack of light. You cannot cause a shadow to disappear by trying to fight it, stamp on it, by railing against it, or any other form of emotional or physical resistance. In order to cause a shadow to disappear, you must shine light on it. Shakti Gawain, teacher and author (1948- )
I am still
frustrated by not knowing what is real and what isn't, you would think
that I wouldn't have trouble with such a basic concept, such a seemingly
simple thing. We are fed half-truths with spin, that masquerades as
news. News isn't news it's sensationalized entertainment with an agenda, truth
and reality never even enters the system. It is exasperating to me that
there is no final arbiter for Truth. No place to go, no one to talk to,
no final word on what is real and what is just perception.
There are people,
millions of them, who would not even understand why I am upset. Those
are the folks who's brains are wired in such a way that the whole world
and all it's tangibles and intangibles can be interpreted in absolutes.
The "My way or the highway." people. They have the answers... Real
- Fantasy, Good - Evil, Right - Wrong... their judgments are infallible
and final. There is an army of folks who profess to have the answers in
their religious beliefs, people who adhere to one philosophy or another,
an economic guru or Political doctrine.
I am convinced
that George Bush is not a sane man, I have proven it to myself a
thousand times but if you believe otherwise there is no point in me trying
to change your mind. If you are a Christian I would never be able to
convince you that the true faith is Hinduism or Zen... nor would I even
bother to try. Same with Politics...
No mater what I
think, say or do someone will find fault, someone will be so caught up
in the infallibility of their own personal beliefs that no evidence to
the contrary will shake them. A person's politics, religion, favorite
sport, whether or not you think pea soup tastes good are unshakable,
unreasonable, unjustifiable and arbitrary.... damn shame... there is no
such thing is truth beyond faith in your own personal belief that you
are capable of distinguishing the difference between what is true and
what is false... it gets really tricky when there is no right answer.
I know... "There he goes again on another of his silly
rants"... another imponderable... wasting my breath...
Why do I even give a shit?
Play off's start next
weekend. I will root for the Seahawks till the bitter end... I think the
Bears will choke... the Chargers?... maybe, Patriots? wouldn't that be
cool.
Wednesday January 3 , 2007 I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day; I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way. Edgar Guest, poet (1881-1959) We were listening to the radio on the way to Spokane for a meeting with the Cardiologist and Christy heard that In his widely reported comments from the January 2 edition of the Christian Broadcasting Network's The 700 Club, during which Pat Robinson said God told him that there would be "very serious terrorist attacks" and "mass killing" in the United States in the "second half" of 2007, host Pat Robertson boasted that he had "a relatively good track record" on earlier predictions. Christy said "God doesn't make mistakes, God's track record is 100% truth." Pat Robertson and his ilk use their influence to manipulate people for ulterior motives. Pat Robinson's motives are pretty clearly political. The Cardiologist says Christy needs to watch her diet because there are signs of Diabetes in the Berkley Test results. Christian decided he didn't want to go to school... we tried to convince him to go but he kept up his whining and begging till it made us sick... we just left. Hard to convince a kid that the decisions he makes now will affect him in the future... a teenagers vision of the future is ... lunch. Autumn & Calie are in the same room, we ask a lot of Calie. She is responsible for getting her to stay in bed and go to sleep. Sometimes that is a real chore, last night was an epic battle. If Christy or I get involved it just makes matters worse, there are times when we have no choice and we take Autumn in bed with us till she falls asleep Thursday January 4 , 2007 Linus: I guess it's wrong always to be worrying about tomorrow. Maybe we should think only about today. Charlie Brown: No, that's giving up. I'm still hoping that yesterday will get better. SCHULZ, CHARLES MONROE (1922-2000) We promised ourselves that we would clean, eat right and exercise today... well Christy did pretty good.. I did I swept and mopped the kitchen floor and that's it. We had a meeting with Mr. Foy who is going to be Cindy's support when she gets out of school. our intent is to do whatever we can to keep her in school until she is 21. She is already rebelling, she wants to move to Spokane with her boyfriend and go to college and work at Wall-Mart... Her boyfriend has told her all about SSI and Food Stamps and Welfare... I haven't raised her for 17 years to be a Welfare Queen.
Friday January 5 , 2007 Sometimes I lie awake at night and I ask, Why me?, then a voice answers, Nothing personal, your name just happened to come up.{Charlie Brown} SCHULZ, CHARLES MONROE (1922-2000) Christy and I just bummed around today... I was tired for some reason and I took a long nap in the afternoon. Christy got her exercise and ate right... I didn't, We did get out and mail some stuff to Baldo and hit the MFTC and Christy bought a couple hundred dollars worth of stuff from Janet at Mountain Trader in Ione Saturday January 6 , 2007 “Don’t
laugh at me Steve Seskin & Allen Shamblin Football... Seahawks stumbled to a victory and the Chiefs never got out of the starting blocks. Good Motorcycle race from Anaheim... James Stewart won, Chad Reed rode hurt and came in third... it doesn't matter what I hate Kodak Software... it's priority software that makes it extremely difficult to over-ride. I bought Monica Calie and Cindy Kodak Digitals, they take awesome pictures but tie software they give with it is a real pain in the butt. My first digital back in '97 was a Kodak and I had the same crap then... Sunday January 7 , 2007 Freethinkers reject faith as a valid tool of knowledge. Faith is the opposite of reason because reason imposes very strict limits on what can be true, and faith has no limits at all. A Great Escape into faith is no retreat to safety. It is nothing less than surrender. ~Dan Barker, Losing Faith in Faith: From Preacher to Atheist Molly Ivins is back writing a weekly article her latest starts:
Not elegant but definitely to the point. she had taken a break while a new round of Chemo Therapy was started... she is apparently a pretty tough broad and I am impressed with her commitment and tenacity. I have been without her column since last November and I hav missed her insight and wit. Now, if I can figure out a way to get Maurine Dowd back in the paper I will be a happy guy.
"Don't Laugh at Me" Lyrics I'm a little boy with glasses, the one they
call a "geek" I'm that kid on every playground who’s always
chosen last Don't laugh at me; don't call me names I'm the beggar on the corner Don't laugh at me; don't call me names I'm Fat. I'm Thin. I’m Short. I'm Tall. I'm
Deaf. I'm Blind. |
