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Boy, Girl, Racial Distinction

Long ago there was this young man, who lived an accepting life. For anonymity, we’ll simply call him Boy. He served in the United States Army, and was honorably discharged as a Spec-4. That was his first true experience surviving on his own. Boy grew up in the Army. One important thing he learned in the military was how GI’s didn’t see themselves as racially divided. He had witnessed racism, occasionally, in his life, but was never strongly confronted by it. In the military, fellow servicemen may be racially different, but that did not make a difference. The Army taught him that skin color meant nothing. Everyone was seen as green.

Boy grew up and became a man (but still known as Boy in this story). It began in early 1990’s. Boy traveled across country pursuing the girl of his dreams, and ended up in Phoenix, Arizona. We’ll call her Girl.

One day, Boy and Girl met with one of her old friends. We’ll call him, X. X had recently returned to town, and wanted to stop by his old neighborhood to say Hi to some friends at a local bar, and pick up some party favors. But, being new in town, he needed some help getting around. Girl vouched for him, so Boy agreed to help X get to the bar where his friends frequented. We’ll call the bar, The Bar.

Girl drove Boy and X to The Bar where X’s other friends hung out. Unbeknownst to Boy, The Bar didn’t match his cultural background. Few, if any, of his kind were ever there. They parked a half-block away from the entrance.

When Girl, Boy, and X got out of the car, things became strange. X waved at the other people, then turned and told Girl and Boy to stay near the car. About a dozen people standing at The Bar’s door began heading toward them at a determined pace. The imposing group gestured threateningly toward Boy and Girl. Then X shouted out to the group, “It’s cool. They’re with me. It’s cool.”

X returned his focus to Boy and Girl, and reassured them of their safety. X continued across the street to join the others approaching. They exchanged handshakes and headed back to The Bar with X.

Within a few minutes after X entered The Bar, a police car swiftly approached Boy and Girl. Two police officers got out of the car. The first officer, we’ll call PO, sternly inquired, “what are you two doing here?”

The tone and manners of PO made Boy and Girl feel very nervous. They explained they had just brought a friend. But, PO interrupted them and asked for identification. Boy and Girl provided their IDs. At the same time, X returned from The Bar. X approached PO, and greeted him familiarly, then X told PO that Boy and Girl were with him.

X, Boy, and Girl waited while PO returned to the police car. A few more minutes passed, then PO got out of the car. He came to the three, carrying a camera. To Boy and Girl he said, “You have no warrants. But, you two don’t belong in this neighborhood. When my partner and I got notified you were here, we rushed over to make sure nothing was happened.” PO’s partner, PoPo, stood off to the side, with a peculiar smirk on his face, but remained silent. PO directed Boy and Girl off to the side, “Stand over here, look forward with your hands down at your side. We need to take pictures of you. We’ll keep these on file in case you come back, or if we find out you’re buying drugs. If necessary, we can also use it to identify your bodies.” Talk about putting the fear of being a minority into a Boy or Girl.

X spoke up. He reassured PO that the three of them would leave immediately.

PO addressed X, “You know they shouldn’t be around here.” Then he turned to Boy and Girl, “You two shouldn’t be in this neighborhood. You don’t belong here. You need to get in your car and leave here, immediately. My partner and I are leaving. If you’re still here when we return, we will arrest the three of you.” The police officers returned to their car and drove off.

X asked Boy and Girl to wait just a minute. X walked quickly to The Bar’s door. Even though it was only minutes, Boy and Girl waited anxiously. To their relief, X returned, soon. The three got back in the car and left The Bar, never to return again.

 
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Posted by on February 11, 2016 in Memories, Politics, Writing

 

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The Secret Casualties of Iraq’s Abandoned Chemical Weapons

This is a long article, eight parts. I am sharing this public, because it is important that it gets shared. Our government, for the past 15 years or more, has placed our soldiers in harms way, and has ignored their needs. This article describes the chemical weapons our servicemen are exposed to, and then how our government ignored them. These chemical weapons are now controlled by the “Islamic State”.

The Secret Casualties of Iraq’s Abandoned Chemical Weapons

 
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Posted by on October 15, 2014 in Politics

 

Emotional Days Reflection

Imagine the most emotional time in your life; a time where everything was in upheaval. A day that involved such emotional swings, you had no idea what was going to happen next. It didn’t start that way.

The time began when, like many other great day, you blurt out to your friends, unprompted, that you are looking forward to a wonderful day, and you wish them all the same. Subsequently, you experience humorous moment which solicits stifled giggles about someone’s peculiar happenstance. And as you barely finished that glee, you find out an Old Friend is dealing with a traumatic loss of a pet. You express sincere condolences to the Old Friend. Their trouble brings back the memory of a similar event in your life. You move from that earlier lightheartedness to a heavy-hearted sorrow.

As you absorb that moment and reflect on your past experience, a quote from a historic scholar comes to mind. It coincidentally matches, in some tangential way, the circumstances you observed. The quote brings you some relief and gives you some hope in life, people, and the world. You even release a heavy sigh of relief.

A loud Obnoxious Voice screams out, insistently, some claim that blames all the worlds problems on some sports figures thoughtless rant. You don’t understand the relationship of those topics. The irritation eats at your gut, and you spout off some condescending remark to them, with little thought. While you are still dwelling on that outrageous claim, the Old Friend thanks you for thinking about them as they fight their way though the emotional loss they had. Your heart pauses for a moment and you politely reply, “You’re welcome.” You again feel that camaraderie for the shared loss; and it pulls at your heartstrings for moment, maybe brings water to your eyes reflecting on your similar loss.

Your Mother happens by and inquires about your plans for the weekend. You’re not sure, but you check with your Spouse. She reminds you about a school event you are supposed to attend for the kids on Friday evening, and the yard work that was postponed from last weekend. You think, why can’t she clean up after the pets once in a while; but you know it’s your responsibility and just let it rest. But it is still irritating. She says Saturday for dinner with family would work good.

While you are thinking about the weekends plans, a Family Friend tells you this hilarious joke about two men and a priest walking into a bar. You laugh hysterically and repeat it to other people next to you. Some of them interject with other wise cracks that make you smile even more.

Thinking back to the meal, you remember a dinner, long ago, when the whole family gathered. One of those never-forget times with family. You pull out some old pictures from the event and reflect on how happy things seemed to be back then. It’s was a long time ago, but you remember it like it was moments ago. It brings a gleeful tear to your eye.

Finally, you respond to your Mother. You let her know you have a few things planned, but you invite your parents over for dinner. You ask if she wouldn’t mind bringing a side dish, specifically, your favorite sweet potatoes she always makes. You grin; knowing she’ll not let you down.

Out of the blue, a high school friend shouts out a joyful “Howdy!” You are astounded this New-found Old Friend is still alive; after all, some of the things you two did back in the day would kill most people. You exchange a few where-you-been inquiries, and highlights after high school. You two laugh reminiscing over some of the silly things you use to do.

The Obnoxious Friend from earlier interjects about something you said last week; uses it to point out how it seems you have no idea what you are talking about. You are astounded as his shallow view on the world and society. You quickly pull out some reference material and find documented proof those two items from earlier are not related. You highlight the evidence you found. An argument ensues. Your blood boils. You don’t understand how he could continue on the dead-end path he seems stuck on. The Obnoxious Friend blurts out he’s sick and tired of listening to your one-sided rants and lack of understanding. He spews off on a long tirade, and culminates by proclaiming he will never speak to you again.

Oddly, after a long exchange of memories, the New-found Old Friend, suddenly seems to be non-responsive. You suspect he must have had to run off.

One of the comical friends asks if you and your Spouse have made plans for the weekend; they are having a party and hope you could make it. Although it would be fun, you regretfully decline, knowing you’ll have family over; and family comes first, especially when you committed to hosting dinner… with Mother’s sweet potatoes.

Your Spouse asks if your Mother will be bringing a dish. You still hadn’t heard what your Mother will be bringing to dinner. So, you ask her again. Your Mother apologizes; she had missed your last question. But because she didn’t get your response, she went ahead and made plans with some other friends. For an instant, despite the relationship, maybe because of the ongoing emotion from earlier, you feel betrayed. You think, “it would’ve been nice if you’d reply….” But before you put it into words, you accept the apology and apologize for not being more responsive; with the bad communication, it is understandable.

Imagine an Hour of a day in your life where these events occurred. It is happening, right now, to you.

Welcome to social networking and online media.

It is no wonder the world today suffers from such psychological turmoil. We go through this emotional roller-coaster on our social networks at an untenable pace. Somehow, we think we can engage in meaningful conversation in 140 characters. We don’t draw parallels between the citations, but we proclaim others should understand our intended meaning with only an unexplained reference to a historic writing. We bounce through these emotional highs and lows at a pace that cannot be sustained.

 
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Posted by on February 6, 2014 in Politics, Writing

 

Great comparison – great recession, great depression

Very interesting comparison of Great Depression and Great Recession.

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Cheryl Russel’s work is always some of the most insightful I read. After you read through this you will want to sign up for her newsletter. and buy her books.

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Score One for the Great Recession

How do you measure bad times? Specifically, how does the Great Recession compare with the Great Depression? Economists typically use GDP as the measuring stick. During the Great Depression, GDP fell by a stunning 27 percent. During the Great Recession, GDP fell only 4 percent. Using the GDP measure, then, the Great Recession was only 15 percent as severe as the Great Depression (4/27 x 100 = 15).

Something is missing from the GDP comparison, however: a human face. GDP and other macro-level economic statistics fail to capture the human experience of hard times. We need something that measures the personal dimension of economic downturns. One way to measure the personal is with…

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Posted by on July 31, 2013 in Politics

 

Blind Acceptance or Depredation of Obama and Bush

Why is it that some conservatives are claiming President Barrack Obama does not show proper respect to US Servicemen?

Simple. Those outspoken conservatives convince themselves something is true, and ignore any evidence to the contrary. The same argument is true for the other side, the outspoken liberals, as well. To demonstrate, I will assume you have seen the “Obama is horrible” and “Bush is the greatest” proclamations. So, here, I will present the counterarguments for each.

Let me give you some examples of how Obama has demonstrated support of US servicemen:
1) July 2008: Obama went to Baghdad and addressed and thanked the servicemen there. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/07/22/obama-greeted-by-cheering_n_114315.html
2) Oct 2009: Obama honored fallen soldiers at Dover Air Force Base as their flight came in, without media, at 00:34 (that’s 12:30 am). Then he met privately with the families of those soldiers. He returned to the White House before dawn to continue his day. http://www.cbsnews.com/2100-250_162-5443136.html
3) May 2012: Obama greeted military in Afghanistan, and called out every division present, then thanked them all. http://www.af.mil/news/story.asp?id=123300437

However, if you want to continue to believe President George W Bush was “Greatest Ever”, how about I show you some examples of when Bush was not all honor and respect.
1) March 2004: At a correspondents dinner, he displayed various photos of himself searching though the White House on a “wild goose chase” looking for WMDs; “WMDs got to be somewhere… nope, nothing here,… maybe here?” and laughing. This was after troops were sent to Iraq looking for the WMDs, resulting in 585 US soldiers being killed and 3,000 soldiers wounded. http://dailyemerald.com/2004/03/29/bushs-attempt-at-wmd-humor-is-disrespectful-to-us-soldiers/
2) Fall 2007: DOD issued clarification of directives for military servicemen not to speak out against the President. This was instigated because servicemen were publicly speaking out about the military action in Iraq. The same speaking out that is happening with Obama. Remember, the servicemen are individuals. They have individual opinions and beliefs. Some will be in agreement with the presiding President, and others will disagree.
http://cape.army.mil/repository/materials/WhenSoldiersSpeakOut.pdf
3) November 2011: Speaking of Dover Air Force Base, in November 2011, it came to light that under Bush, some of our nation’s military servicemen’s bodies were incinerated and buried in a landfill from 2003 until 2008. And you call Obama’s actions disgraceful. If that same outrageous act had occurred in 2009, conservatives would be asking for Obama to be impeached, executed, incinerated, and buried in a landfill. http://www.washingtonpost.com/national/national-security/remains-of-war-dead-dumped-in-landfill/2011/11/09/gIQAz7dM6M_story.html

December 2008: I will point out that according to some reports, Bush had not attended any funerals for servicemen through 2005. However, when this claim was brought up, it was made known that Bush, like Obama, had met with the families of the servicemen in private. During the Bush’s first term (and maybe longer) there were rules in place that kept the President from performing some of those actions, publicly. Later it was disclosed he had written letters to the families of the fallen servicemen, and other consolatory acts, as did Obama. http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2008/dec/22/bush-cheney-comforted-troops-privately/?page=all
http://www.stripes.com/news/president-bush-answers-questions-from-downrange-1.51277

The bad citizens are on both sides of the story. Take for instance the demonstrations against Bush in August 2004, wherein protestors demonstrated with the US Flag inappropriately displayed. This is just as bad as the conservative demonstrators who protested against Obama by waving the US Flag upside down or other disparaging acts.

It’s time us, average, moderate, accepting Americans remind the zealots that we are the majority.

Thank you to all servicemen.
You are not forgotten.

 
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Posted by on June 14, 2013 in Politics

 

Sandy “Relief” is Stalled. Why?

Another example of our no-brain legislators… They and President Obama should have learned from the lessons of Katrina, and the other tragedies. When will our citizens vote for representatives?

Sandy “Relief” is Stalled. Why?.

 
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Posted by on January 2, 2013 in Politics