I took a usual stroll "down the wall" of new releases at Blockbuster the other night. Behind me in the procession was a young couple in their 30's. At one point the woman pointed to a video she had apparently been telling her man about, suggesting he consider it. He simply stated outloud - "It's a foreign film. Does that mean I have to read it?" At this his woman walked away, and he and I laughed out loud. He looked at me for support, saying "Did I just state the obvious? Isn't that what you would think?" I agreed and he went to find his woman to smooth things over, I would assume.
Well they came back my way as I had moved further down the wall and this time he pointed to a movie, explaining, "It's sort of a documentary." I didn't hear any response from her, but again she looked at the movie cover and walked away. Hearing the word "documentary", I interjected, "So does that mean the soundtrack sucks?" At this the man and I laughed out loud again.
Well, I made my way to the check out and happened to be right behind the couple. I didn't say anything but observed under the man's arm they had come to agree on the movie "What Happens in Vegas"! For those not familiar with this romantic comedy, it's basically about a couple who gets married in Vegas one night, but instead of allowing them to get divorced when they sober up and realize what they did, the judge forces them to stay married for 6 months first.
So much for cultural or educational viewing. But they tried. And I got a kick out of watching it.
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Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts
Day in Napa Valley
Living so close to Napa it was about time I actually took a trip over to see what all the fuss is about. Well, from my one day excursion Napa Valley lives up to its reputation. Here is a brief pictorial-journal of my day.
We started the day at the North end of the valley, visiting Sterling, which I highly recommend. They have a tram that takes you up to their winery at the top of the foothills, and provides an incredible view!


They also have a video presentation at various locations throughout the self-guided tour that gives a lot of information about wine-making in general. This tour was my favorite, and at $15 for 5 tastings, it really is the best bang for your buck, with the view as a great bonus!
We started the day at the North end of the valley, visiting Sterling, which I highly recommend. They have a tram that takes you up to their winery at the top of the foothills, and provides an incredible view!
They also have a video presentation at various locations throughout the self-guided tour that gives a lot of information about wine-making in general. This tour was my favorite, and at $15 for 5 tastings, it really is the best bang for your buck, with the view as a great bonus!
We then drove 5 minutes over to the recently-opened, 100,000 square-foot, $37 million "Castle". This winery was built to add the Tuscany feel to Napa, which I think it does quite successfully.
At this point we definitely needed some food so we stopped by a great restaurant that had a "Barbecue Today" sign out front.

We then drove down to Robert Mondavi Wineries, the namesake of the "father and founder of the American Fine Wine Industry." Compared to the others, this was predominantly a vineyard, consisting of over 500 acres. Yes, there was the tasting, but the vineyards were the main attraction.

We rounded out the day with a stop at Domaine Chandon, a champagne vineyard. We got there with only about 45 minutes before they closed to host a wedding, so sorry for no pictures. However, this was more of a chic club/salon environment and the ambiance was more appealing than the view, for the most part.
A few take-aways from my day:
At this point we definitely needed some food so we stopped by a great restaurant that had a "Barbecue Today" sign out front.
We then drove down to Robert Mondavi Wineries, the namesake of the "father and founder of the American Fine Wine Industry." Compared to the others, this was predominantly a vineyard, consisting of over 500 acres. Yes, there was the tasting, but the vineyards were the main attraction.
We rounded out the day with a stop at Domaine Chandon, a champagne vineyard. We got there with only about 45 minutes before they closed to host a wedding, so sorry for no pictures. However, this was more of a chic club/salon environment and the ambiance was more appealing than the view, for the most part.
A few take-aways from my day:
Napa is a wonderful place, well-worth a visit. There are so many vineyards and tours to be done that there is no way to see it all. It has to be done over a week-long vacation or several day trips, for those of us who live close enough. The North end of the valley is much more quaint and picturesque than the Southern end, which seems to be more flat and "business"-faced. I'm not a fan of red wine (which gets its color from the skin that is left in the barrel, as opposed to the white, which gets it simply from the juice of the grape). I most enjoyed the sweet, dessert wines (which get their sweetness, in part, by leaving the grapes on the vine longer). Bring some crackers, chips, or something to snack on in the car between tours (especially if you only sample the wine without cheese or appetizers - the cheap way). This will help you keep your wits about you and help you finish the day strong!
I now have a greater understanding of the grapes, the process, and all the variables that add to the process of making a great wine. It was a very enjoyable, educational, and aesthetic experience. Two thumbs up!
I now have a greater understanding of the grapes, the process, and all the variables that add to the process of making a great wine. It was a very enjoyable, educational, and aesthetic experience. Two thumbs up!
Labels: Personal
Good Sportsmanship
As I have been watching the Olympics the last couple weeks I have been amazed and impressed with the quality of not only the articulate ability of all of the athletes that are interviewed, but even more so, the attitude and the sportsmanship of those that lose or are eliminated. WOW! These athletes lose with grace and character. It makes me respect them, especially given the opportunity they have: competition on the world stage/arena that comes only every 4 years. You can't console yourself with "We'll get it next game", or even "Next year we'll come back and beat 'em", or anything close to this. It is truly unlike any other athletic event, yet the composure and assessment of what happened when they fell short is truly admirable. Thank you for representing the Olympic spirit well and the US even better.
Labels: Commentary, Personal
Hymns
I love hymns and came across this blog post that suggests current versions of hymns, along with the itunes link, for you to check out. Great post and great selection.
Encouraging Reformed Believers
Here's a great article from Between Two Worlds. It is an issue I have dealt with personally - feeling the discrimination that comes from the Reformed believers I know. It has made it difficult to fellowship with them. Even when I am willing to lay down my distinctions and join with them, it seems they cannot accept my efforts toward unity without a struggle. I really do pray many Reformed believers heed this exhortation.
Bachelorhood
This was an interesting article. I'm not exactly endorsing its sentiment, nor opposing it. It merely intrigued me as I read it, being a bachelor myself. In part:
"...Dr. Burton was neither the first nor the last to comment that marriage is a hindrance to "all good enterprises.” “Woman inspires us to great things," remarked Alexandre Dumas, "and prevents us from achieving them.” The bitter Friedrich Nietzsche believed marriage (if not women, in general) a distraction from philosophical pursuits. It is a commonplace that most important writers, artists and philosophers have been bachelors, or in the least effectively single in the way Abelard, Franklin, Rousseau, Milton, Thomas Paine and Shakespeare remained. “Certainly the best works, and of greatest merit for the public, have proceeded from the unmarried or childless men,”wrote Sir Francis Bacon (not a bachelor, but perhaps wishing he were). H.L. Mencken, who once suggested bringing back the dollar-a-day bachelor tax (it was worth that much to be single) likewise commented on the superiority of the bachelor only to Mencken it was the bachelor's great intellect and creativity that kept him single, not the other way round. "The bachelor's very capacity to avoid marriage is no more than a proof of his relative freedom from the ordinary sentimentalism of his sex, in other words, of his greater approximation to the clearheadedness of the enemy sex. He is able to defeat the enterprise of women because he brings to the business an equipment almost comparable to their own.” Who can argue that a brief catalog of famous bachelors reads like a roll call of the architects of Western Civilization?:
Pierre Bayle
Robert Boyle
Johannes Brahms
Samuel Butler
Robert Burton
Ludwig van Beethoven
Johannes Brahms
Giacomo Casanova
Frederic Chopin
Nicolaus Copernicus
Eugène Delacrois
Rene Descartes
Gustave Flaubert
Galileo Galilei
Edward Gibbon
Vincent van Gogh
Oliver Goldsmith
Thomas Hobbes
Horace
David Hume
Washington Irving
Henry James
Franz Kafka
Immanuel Kant
Soren Kierkegaard
Charles Lamb
T. E. Lawrence
Meriwether Lewis
Philip Larkin
Gottfried Leibniz
John Locke
Friedrich Nietzsche
Sir Isaac Newton
Blaise Pascal
Alexander Pope
Marcel Proust
Maurice Ravel
George Santayana
Jean Paul Sartre
Franz Schubert
Benedict de Spinoza
Arthur Schopenhauer
Herbert Spencer
Adam Smith
Stendhal
Jonathon Swift
Nikola Tesla
Henry David Thoreau
Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec
Leonardo da Vinci
Voltaire
Ludwig Wittgenstein
Similarly the contributions of the many (ostensibly) celibate medieval monks and theologians (Thomas Aquinas, Duns Scotus, William of Ockham, Desiderius Erasmus, Michael Servetus) were essential in dragging Europe out of the dark Age of Faith and paving the way for the Renaissance and the Enlightenment.
...
Vance Packard, in his 1962 book The Pyramid Climbers, noted that, “In general the bachelor is viewed with circumspection, especially if he is not well known to the people appraising him…[However] the worst status of all is that of a bachelor beyond the age of 36. The investigators wonder why he isn’t married. Is it because he isn’t virile? Is he old-maidish? Can’t he get along with people?” By contrast, the married man was the steady one, the stable lot, not least because, in Tallyrand’s memorable phrase, "a married man with a family will do anything for money.”
...
Of the 50 percent of couples that successfully weather the storms of holy matrimony, a mere 38 percent allow that their marriages are happy ones. Yet for all this doom and gloom the happily unmarried man is not opposed to love. Far from it. More likely he idealizes love more than his married counterpart. “Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing,” notes Goethe. “A confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.” Today's relationship gurus warn that marriage must be treated not unlike a job. "When you bring the work strategies that you use in the workplace at home, you can be really successful," says one marriage expert, which brings to mind the words of Robert Burton—that marriage is the last and best cure of romantic love.
And why shouldn’t the bachelor be as cynical as a roomful of reporters? His male friends are forever praising his great fortune. "Is it generally known that bachelors privately receive encouragement and approbation from married men?" asks Ade. Much, however, remains unsaid. The bachelor's married friends seldom speak of their troubles, though their eyes betray a deep-rooted sorrow and a tragic lonesomeness, not least due to an unfilled desire for male companionship. “If you are afraid of loneliness,” warned Chekhov, “don't marry."
...
It was once held that the female—in her dual tasks as mother and wife—played a vital role in tempering the testosterone-fueled excesses of the young male. “Women have always been the carriers of morality and the shapers of the next generation, which seems to me to be far more important than working 60 hours a week in a law firm,” says Robert Bork. Sinclair Lewis, in 1922, drew this memorable portrait of the civilizing influence of women in his novel Babbitt: "Mother corrected Father's vulgarisms by means of a rolling-pin." Sir Francis Bacon maintained that, “wife and children are a kind of discipline of humanity; and single men…are more cruel and hardhearted (good to make severe inquisitors), because their tenderness is not so oft called upon.” And George Gilder likewise notes that "Men need durable ties to women to discipline them for civilized life, or they become a menace to society and themselves… and tend to live short and destructive lives." Well, that depends on the women, I should think. I doubt the ambiguous state of civilization attained by the average coed featured in a typical Girls Gone Wild video has much influence on today's young man, save to make him hot and bothered. Indeed it would not be difficult to make the case that contemporary women are more in need of the good old civilizing influence than are men.
...
Washington Irving was one well acquainted with this sentiment: “With married men their amorous romance is apt to decline after marriage…but with a bachelor, though it may slumber, it never dies. It is always liable to break out again in transient flashes, and never so much as on a spring morning in the country; or on a winter evening, when seated in his solitary chamber, stirring up the fire and talking of matrimony....”
Pierre Bayle
Robert Boyle
Johannes Brahms
Samuel Butler
Robert Burton
Ludwig van Beethoven
Johannes Brahms
Giacomo Casanova
Frederic Chopin
Nicolaus Copernicus
Eugène Delacrois
Rene Descartes
Gustave Flaubert
Galileo Galilei
Edward Gibbon
Vincent van Gogh
Oliver Goldsmith
Thomas Hobbes
Horace
David Hume
Washington Irving
Henry James
Franz Kafka
Immanuel Kant
Soren Kierkegaard
Charles Lamb
T. E. Lawrence
Meriwether Lewis
Philip Larkin
Gottfried Leibniz
John Locke
Friedrich Nietzsche
Sir Isaac Newton
Blaise Pascal
Alexander Pope
Marcel Proust
Maurice Ravel
George Santayana
Jean Paul Sartre
Franz Schubert
Benedict de Spinoza
Arthur Schopenhauer
Herbert Spencer
Adam Smith
Stendhal
Jonathon Swift
Nikola Tesla
Henry David Thoreau
Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec
Leonardo da Vinci
Voltaire
Ludwig Wittgenstein
Similarly the contributions of the many (ostensibly) celibate medieval monks and theologians (Thomas Aquinas, Duns Scotus, William of Ockham, Desiderius Erasmus, Michael Servetus) were essential in dragging Europe out of the dark Age of Faith and paving the way for the Renaissance and the Enlightenment.
...
Vance Packard, in his 1962 book The Pyramid Climbers, noted that, “In general the bachelor is viewed with circumspection, especially if he is not well known to the people appraising him…[However] the worst status of all is that of a bachelor beyond the age of 36. The investigators wonder why he isn’t married. Is it because he isn’t virile? Is he old-maidish? Can’t he get along with people?” By contrast, the married man was the steady one, the stable lot, not least because, in Tallyrand’s memorable phrase, "a married man with a family will do anything for money.”
...
Of the 50 percent of couples that successfully weather the storms of holy matrimony, a mere 38 percent allow that their marriages are happy ones. Yet for all this doom and gloom the happily unmarried man is not opposed to love. Far from it. More likely he idealizes love more than his married counterpart. “Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing,” notes Goethe. “A confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.” Today's relationship gurus warn that marriage must be treated not unlike a job. "When you bring the work strategies that you use in the workplace at home, you can be really successful," says one marriage expert, which brings to mind the words of Robert Burton—that marriage is the last and best cure of romantic love.
And why shouldn’t the bachelor be as cynical as a roomful of reporters? His male friends are forever praising his great fortune. "Is it generally known that bachelors privately receive encouragement and approbation from married men?" asks Ade. Much, however, remains unsaid. The bachelor's married friends seldom speak of their troubles, though their eyes betray a deep-rooted sorrow and a tragic lonesomeness, not least due to an unfilled desire for male companionship. “If you are afraid of loneliness,” warned Chekhov, “don't marry."
...
It was once held that the female—in her dual tasks as mother and wife—played a vital role in tempering the testosterone-fueled excesses of the young male. “Women have always been the carriers of morality and the shapers of the next generation, which seems to me to be far more important than working 60 hours a week in a law firm,” says Robert Bork. Sinclair Lewis, in 1922, drew this memorable portrait of the civilizing influence of women in his novel Babbitt: "Mother corrected Father's vulgarisms by means of a rolling-pin." Sir Francis Bacon maintained that, “wife and children are a kind of discipline of humanity; and single men…are more cruel and hardhearted (good to make severe inquisitors), because their tenderness is not so oft called upon.” And George Gilder likewise notes that "Men need durable ties to women to discipline them for civilized life, or they become a menace to society and themselves… and tend to live short and destructive lives." Well, that depends on the women, I should think. I doubt the ambiguous state of civilization attained by the average coed featured in a typical Girls Gone Wild video has much influence on today's young man, save to make him hot and bothered. Indeed it would not be difficult to make the case that contemporary women are more in need of the good old civilizing influence than are men.
...
Washington Irving was one well acquainted with this sentiment: “With married men their amorous romance is apt to decline after marriage…but with a bachelor, though it may slumber, it never dies. It is always liable to break out again in transient flashes, and never so much as on a spring morning in the country; or on a winter evening, when seated in his solitary chamber, stirring up the fire and talking of matrimony....”
Labels: Gender Issues, Personal
I Might Have a Clinical Disorder...
...called internet addiction. I may not be alone, however, according to this article:
" Early research into the subject found highly educated, socially awkward men were the most likely sufferers but more recent work suggests it is now more of a problem for middle-aged women who are spending hours at home on their computers."
After reviewing the symptoms, though, I think I can safely rule myself out. But very interesting development in this world of ours.The Detergent Church - Final Post
Here's the final post expounding on points 6-10. Here are the links if you haven't read parts 1 and 2 or part 3. An excerpt from the final post that resonates with me:
"The Detergent Church doesn't shun the role of the mind in the life of the believer. Like our testicles, we like our brains and believe that we don't have to check either at the door of the church to be a Christian. The Detergent Church thinks it is a sin and a scandal for congregants to stay stupid and not be able to give an answer for that which they believe. Yep, they take Jesus' command to love God with all their minds seriously."
Random Thoughts
Here are some thoughts I don't have time to develop, but at least wanted to document in seminal form. If you wish to inquire, I will elaborate.
Every child in every generation in every family has been faced with the same decision as Adam and Eve in the Garden: will you trust your parents and depend on them for your moral compass, or will you instead attempt to secure the knowledge of good and evil from your own personal experiences. Sadly, every child chooses the same as Adam and Eve, and consequently, seeing their own nakedness and feeling their own shame. The best hope of parents is to delay this "crossing" for as long as possible to where the consequences of a child's actions are the most comprehensible and the least durable.
_____
There are words, and generally they are large words, whose meanings are difficult to explain but critical to grasp for everyone who desires to live well. Some of these words are:
_____
Quotable Prager Lines (food for thought):
Every child in every generation in every family has been faced with the same decision as Adam and Eve in the Garden: will you trust your parents and depend on them for your moral compass, or will you instead attempt to secure the knowledge of good and evil from your own personal experiences. Sadly, every child chooses the same as Adam and Eve, and consequently, seeing their own nakedness and feeling their own shame. The best hope of parents is to delay this "crossing" for as long as possible to where the consequences of a child's actions are the most comprehensible and the least durable.
_____
There are words, and generally they are large words, whose meanings are difficult to explain but critical to grasp for everyone who desires to live well. Some of these words are:
Appropriate Credibility Mature Discretion
To learn to speak with discretion, maintain one's credibility, to behave appropriately, and to handle defeat or disappointment in a mature way, for example, should be the goal and hope of all men and women of character._____
Quotable Prager Lines (food for thought):
When a child asks, "Why? Don't you trust me?", the best response is, "I don't trust human nature." The heart of the Torah is based on the command to love the stranger. The other sex is the ultimate stranger. As a man, I have more in common with a tribesman from a remote people with whom I cannot speak because he is a male than I do with my own wife. Society should be focused on determining what is good for the whole. In light of the recent judicial activism, I wonder "how far will society bend for the individual?"
Labels: Children, Commentary, Personal, quotes
Hijab: Whatever does not come from faith is sin...
I found this article very enlightening for a few reasons. First, it is a personal account of an Iraqi Muslim woman who came to the US to study. She had to wrestle with the decision whether to wear the traditional head covering in America, as she had in Iraq, or not. Her story is actually very similar to some of my own faith struggles growing up in Christianity. As a very conservative faith, for the most part, deciding whether or not it was OK to drink alcohol or maybe watch rated "R" movies was a "soul-searching" experience. There is no universally-correct answer. But the reference I make in the title is the most explicit teaching that I can think of in the Bible. If my conscience says it's wrong, it's wrong. And until my "faith" allows it, it should be considered a sin.
And so is the situation with a Muslim woman's decision to wear, or not to wear, the Hijab. She adds:
The other interesting point was simply the cultural phenomena she describes in Iraq:
And so is the situation with a Muslim woman's decision to wear, or not to wear, the Hijab. She adds:
"We shouldn't have to hide the fact that we're Muslims in order to be treated like everyone else. In some ways, it's as bad to feel pressure to take off the hijab in the United States as it is to be pressured to keep it on in Baghdad. It's sad that people here do not always accept you for who you are."
Like I stated above, I don't think this is an exclusively Muslim or woman experience, as much as a universal faith experience dealing with maturing in the culture one finds themselves.The other interesting point was simply the cultural phenomena she describes in Iraq:
"After the fall of Saddam Hussein, there was a dramatic increase in the number of women wearing the hijab. Since then, as religious groups have gained more power, it has become dangerous to be spotted without one -- so much so that even Christian women now wear the hijab when they go out. To me, that signified that something was wrong with my country."
Something to ponder, for sure. When considering that part of Democracy's value is religious freedom, it is interesting that this was the consequence on the ground, albeit unintended.Labels: Personal, Sophomoric, Theology
Is John McCain a Terrorist?
Ever since McCain took the lead in the primaries to become the presumptive Republican nominee for President, I have taken a break from commenting on him explicitly. I am now ready to articulate my thoughts as I have developed them thus far.
Conservatives have always argued "We don't negotiate with terrorists!" This has come into clear relief as President Bush's comments at the Knesset stoked a firestorm from Democrats who felt Bush's comments were directed at them, and more specifically, Obama, as it related to his willingness to meet with foreign dictators without preconditions, or what Bush labeled "appeasement."
Let me break down the logic as to why we don't negotiate with terrorists (and I welcome all to challenge me if my logic fails at any point):
The thing is, we've heard this before. We have given in to demands such as this and it has predictably encouraged others to make similar demands (i.e. previously George Bush and now John McCain). Now, in the case of elections, the arm twisting and threats are unfortunately all legal (I will concede this point is not consistent with the general logic of dealing with terrorists). George bush was supposed to be better than John Kerry or Al Gore, and I believe all things considered, he has been. But that's not how we justify good decisions. It may actually be better to let a hostage live by merely giving a terrorist $1 million, but we don't do that.
When we "settle for the lessor of two evils", we fall into the trap of exchanging our principles for expedience and practicality. I'm tired of that. I'm tired of giving in, of blinking first in a game of political "chicken" with the king-makers who say we have to do it if we want a platform to speak from, or to save our place at the table, or whatever other good and strategic thing we are supposed to get out of it. I'm tired of negotiating with terrorists who threaten dire consequences if I don't give them my vote!
If anyone wants my vote, in this free society we live in, they will have to earn it and demonstrate by past experiences that they will support my view of what America ought to be. I won't accept a politician who promises the world and poll-tests his convictions in order to get into office, only to run like he had always run before.
I cannot vote for John McCain because:
John McCain and the Republican king-makers will be solely responsible if he fails to get the true Conservative vote and loses the White House. I will not be guilted or shamed into voting for a man I do not agree with. If that's the case, why not vote for Hillary or Obama? The only difference is variation of degree.
Politicians my sell their souls to achieve certain ends; something they are despised for even though we almost expect it. But the day that voters sell their souls, we might as well start playing Taps on a muted trumpet! I expect more from myself, and hope for better from my government and its leaders.
Conservatives have always argued "We don't negotiate with terrorists!" This has come into clear relief as President Bush's comments at the Knesset stoked a firestorm from Democrats who felt Bush's comments were directed at them, and more specifically, Obama, as it related to his willingness to meet with foreign dictators without preconditions, or what Bush labeled "appeasement."
Let me break down the logic as to why we don't negotiate with terrorists (and I welcome all to challenge me if my logic fails at any point):
Loosely, a terrorist is someone who uses force/threats to compel others to comply with his demands. It "almost never" (I never like to say "never") matters what the demands are: money, political asylum, etc. If someone uses force, their demands are not granted. Force can be defined as anything from hijacking an airplane to threatening to blow something up or kill someone, or any number of other dire consequences. If someone who threatens dire consequences to get what they want, and those who have the power to grant the request actually comply, this will promote/encourage others to use force/threats to get what they want. This would promote anarchy and violates one of the founding principles of democracy, the rule of law.
Therefore, we don't negotiate, nor comply with demands made by those who threaten us. Maybe you can see where I'm going with this. It is argued that conservatives must vote for John McCain or face dire consequences if a Democrat wins the White House in the fall. The consequences are laid out rather convincingly: withdrawal from Iraq and the following Genocide of Iraqis, the handing over of the Supreme Court to liberals with as many as 4 potential justice seats becoming vacant, the implosion of US business and our economy under higher taxes, etc. So, if we don't want to see these things happen, we MUST vote for John McCain. We have no other choice.The thing is, we've heard this before. We have given in to demands such as this and it has predictably encouraged others to make similar demands (i.e. previously George Bush and now John McCain). Now, in the case of elections, the arm twisting and threats are unfortunately all legal (I will concede this point is not consistent with the general logic of dealing with terrorists). George bush was supposed to be better than John Kerry or Al Gore, and I believe all things considered, he has been. But that's not how we justify good decisions. It may actually be better to let a hostage live by merely giving a terrorist $1 million, but we don't do that.
When we "settle for the lessor of two evils", we fall into the trap of exchanging our principles for expedience and practicality. I'm tired of that. I'm tired of giving in, of blinking first in a game of political "chicken" with the king-makers who say we have to do it if we want a platform to speak from, or to save our place at the table, or whatever other good and strategic thing we are supposed to get out of it. I'm tired of negotiating with terrorists who threaten dire consequences if I don't give them my vote!
If anyone wants my vote, in this free society we live in, they will have to earn it and demonstrate by past experiences that they will support my view of what America ought to be. I won't accept a politician who promises the world and poll-tests his convictions in order to get into office, only to run like he had always run before.
I cannot vote for John McCain because:
The arm twisting by the conservative elite and the Republican leadership has become clear to me for what it is: terrorism. I don't agree with John McCain on global warming, immigration, campaign finance, etc. I don't trust John McCain to run to the right once he gets into office if he is more interested in running to the left to get in (those who do this only have more political IOU's to pay out, and most of them won't be in line with conservative ideas). John McCain's reputation as a maverick has only proven that he will run against the tide of Conservatism toward the tide of Liberalism. If that's an asset from a Conservative perspective, I'm not sure what to believe anymore. There are no guarantees that John McCain will do anything about the issues that Conservatives want him to. To prove this all you have to do is look at George Bush on Immigration, Government Spending, and Global Warming.
I hear those of you screaming: "BUT WHAT CHOICE DO WE HAVE? Are you just going to let the liberals have the White House?" Well, to this objection I go back to my terrorism analogy and reply, "Where will you draw the line and demand leaders that will advocate for Conservative ideas?" Who's fault is it if a terrorist shoots a hostage? The police for not granting his request within his timeframe? NEVER! Who's fault is it if a suicide bomber blows up a wedding party because political prisoners were not released? The Jail Warden? The Governor? The President? ABSOLUTELY NOT! The terrorist alone holds complete culpability for his actions and the negative consequences of those actions.John McCain and the Republican king-makers will be solely responsible if he fails to get the true Conservative vote and loses the White House. I will not be guilted or shamed into voting for a man I do not agree with. If that's the case, why not vote for Hillary or Obama? The only difference is variation of degree.
Politicians my sell their souls to achieve certain ends; something they are despised for even though we almost expect it. But the day that voters sell their souls, we might as well start playing Taps on a muted trumpet! I expect more from myself, and hope for better from my government and its leaders.
Labels: Commentary, Election '08, Personal
Mah-Jongg with Popo
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This weekend I went down to visit my friends in Stockton and to play a few rounds of Mah-Jongg with Popo, the almost-99 year old woman I've written about previously.It is such an interesting experience playing a very complicated game from another culture with a woman who speaks no English and me speaking no Chinese. But we get along rather well. Grace translates for the most part (limited by her own basic understanding of the game). And then we seem to find a rhythm between Popo's pointing and facial expressions in response to our hovering and shifting hands (kinda like her saying "warmer, warmer, colder, cold" or "no, don't touch that tile, leave that alone!" ...you get the idea).Well, I found a wonderful book at World Market that explained the history, game pieces, and rules IN ENGLISH, which I purchased and brought with me. I used it primarily as a key to read the tiles. The game pieces are like dominoes, but the strategy is closer to the card game Gin Rummy. I'm hoping to read a little more and next time actually be able to enjoy the fast pace and competition of the game. But regardless of my comprehension and strategy (or lack thereof), it was a fun afternoon and a great visit. I hear you can even play this online, if you're interested. However you might be exposed to it, I am certain it cannot compare with my experience. Thanks Popo!
Labels: Personal
"Good Times..." from a friend
Here is a great post from my friend Jeremy. I can relate to every word and thought you might get some insight into my world by reading about his. Made me laugh.
"P" as in Prager
I gave up listening to Conservative talk radio for Lent this year. As I have begun to listen after Easter, I am refreshingly enthused about one host in particular, Dennis Prager. The primary motto of Prager is "I want clarity more than I want agreement." This concept governs how he asks questions, interacts with philosophical issues, and explains most of how he views the world, including the consistent theme of "What is Happiness". I strongly encourage your attention to Prager, if you have the time/technology to hear him.
Just for fun, he mentioned that he uses the following aids when talking with others and trying to clarify how to spell his name (it's obviously much funnier on the radio, than reading it):
Just for fun, he mentioned that he uses the following aids when talking with others and trying to clarify how to spell his name (it's obviously much funnier on the radio, than reading it):
P as in Pneumonia
P as in Psychology
P as in Philosophy
P as in Pterodactyl
P as in Psychology
P as in Philosophy
P as in Pterodactyl
Labels: Check This Out, Personal
My Jeep
I have always wanted a Jeep Wrangler - don't ask me why. So I decided to get one when it was time to buy a car out here in CA. I just got new tires and wheels. Here's what she looks like:



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Sigur Ros - "Heima"
I was treated to a Sigur Ros concert in Chicago a couple years ago. I did not know what to expect and have never had an experience quite like it. It was held at the Chicago Lyric Opera House and, honestly, except for the thunderous applause after each song, you could have heard a pin drop the entire night. It was that thunderous applause that so annoyed me, however, because it interrupted what I can only describe as a musical massage for my brain. The fact that Sigur Ros is from Iceland and sing in either their mother-tongue or a language they made up for some of their songs, allows one to simply listen to the sound of what is happening. Like I said, I've never had an experience quite like this. I wished they could have given me a private performance!
Well, I stumbled across this amazing movie on Youtube. It is about their return home ("Heima") to Iceland and their 15 performances there in 2006. The movie is roughly 97 minutes long and contains some of the most beautiful footage of a country I've never visited nor know much about. It slightly resembles a documentary of Iceland and Sigur Ros, but well worth watching if you have the time.
Well, I stumbled across this amazing movie on Youtube. It is about their return home ("Heima") to Iceland and their 15 performances there in 2006. The movie is roughly 97 minutes long and contains some of the most beautiful footage of a country I've never visited nor know much about. It slightly resembles a documentary of Iceland and Sigur Ros, but well worth watching if you have the time.
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"Simple" Adults
A few situations recently have combined themselves in my mind to produce this post: there was a school shooting somewhere, a school bus accident, and a conversation with my boss over "company policy".
There was a comment in the flurry of coverage of a school shooting, in essence, stating that there were no metal detectors [that would have prevented this tragedy]. For the life of me, every time someone shoots someone else in a public place, I cannot figure out why people bring up metal detectors. I mean, I get why they mention them, but I have no idea what they think a metal detector would actually do. If a guy has actually stocked up on ammo and written his own suicide note, does anyone really think he would call off his deranged plan because a metal detector goes off as he's walking through the door spraying bullets? The first shot would probably be at the UNARMED guard standing there monitoring the lights and bells on the detector. This rush to put metal detectors at every entry way of every public building is honestly, mentally deficient, truly "simple-minded." Why can't the average adult think through this? I know it's SOMETHING [as in, let's just do something]. But maybe this is just the sad, brutal, uncontrollable reality of living in a free, but fallen world. Not sure.
A recent school bus accident that killed at least 2 kids provoked the age-old controversy regarding making kids wear seatbelts on buses. Statistically, a child is 8 times more likely to be injured when a parent drives him to school then by riding a bus. This is the same "unreasonable" fear that many people have when a plane crashes [statistically one of the safest forms of transportation]. Yet, adults still think in such simple terms and offer such simple non-solutions for government intervention. Why?
Finally, my boss and I were discussing a policy at work that, to me, seems very "simple". It's one of those "we must ALWAYS" do such and such. There is no room for personal discretion or reasonable accommodations that would deviate from this policy [i.e. We actually throw out stuffed animals from "last season" or bottles of water when they pass their "expiration date". Like we can't even use it to mop the floor? Nope! We must throw it out because what if employees intentionally damage a bottle so that they get to drink it for free? It happens, you know.] Well, I guess I have an answer for this, but it really doesn't matter, because there's this company policy that takes away any potential for fraud, theft, loss, etc. To me, this is such a "simplistic" policy. It really makes me wonder where all the adults went.
I thought there was a level of cognitive functioning capable of dealing with complexities and shades of gray and the difference between "fair" and "just" and all of this that makes someone an adult, or at least mature. Why is it that the adults running things can't think of better things to say or do when confronted with the complex (and sometimes just commonsense) issues of our daily lives?
There was a comment in the flurry of coverage of a school shooting, in essence, stating that there were no metal detectors [that would have prevented this tragedy]. For the life of me, every time someone shoots someone else in a public place, I cannot figure out why people bring up metal detectors. I mean, I get why they mention them, but I have no idea what they think a metal detector would actually do. If a guy has actually stocked up on ammo and written his own suicide note, does anyone really think he would call off his deranged plan because a metal detector goes off as he's walking through the door spraying bullets? The first shot would probably be at the UNARMED guard standing there monitoring the lights and bells on the detector. This rush to put metal detectors at every entry way of every public building is honestly, mentally deficient, truly "simple-minded." Why can't the average adult think through this? I know it's SOMETHING [as in, let's just do something]. But maybe this is just the sad, brutal, uncontrollable reality of living in a free, but fallen world. Not sure.
A recent school bus accident that killed at least 2 kids provoked the age-old controversy regarding making kids wear seatbelts on buses. Statistically, a child is 8 times more likely to be injured when a parent drives him to school then by riding a bus. This is the same "unreasonable" fear that many people have when a plane crashes [statistically one of the safest forms of transportation]. Yet, adults still think in such simple terms and offer such simple non-solutions for government intervention. Why?
Finally, my boss and I were discussing a policy at work that, to me, seems very "simple". It's one of those "we must ALWAYS" do such and such. There is no room for personal discretion or reasonable accommodations that would deviate from this policy [i.e. We actually throw out stuffed animals from "last season" or bottles of water when they pass their "expiration date". Like we can't even use it to mop the floor? Nope! We must throw it out because what if employees intentionally damage a bottle so that they get to drink it for free? It happens, you know.] Well, I guess I have an answer for this, but it really doesn't matter, because there's this company policy that takes away any potential for fraud, theft, loss, etc. To me, this is such a "simplistic" policy. It really makes me wonder where all the adults went.
I thought there was a level of cognitive functioning capable of dealing with complexities and shades of gray and the difference between "fair" and "just" and all of this that makes someone an adult, or at least mature. Why is it that the adults running things can't think of better things to say or do when confronted with the complex (and sometimes just commonsense) issues of our daily lives?
Labels: Commentary, Personal
August Rush
This movie gave me chills! I can't think of the last time I had an experience like this watching a movie. There is something about music that has always captivated me. I have written poems about it (I'll add below), and sometimes just try to "swim" in the sound of a song and allow the chords to reverberate through my soul and shake the dust from the rafters when it strikes me just right. There's even a fascinating story by Tolkien that talks about Creation actually happening in a chorus of music [The Silmarillion]. There is something about it that I can't explain.
So this movie, August Rush, gave me chills as I watched it tonight. Here's a clip:
There are some great actors, including the young Freddie Highmore (from Finding Neverland), and the story weaves the magic of music, lost love, and the journey of an orphan into an amazing tale. Highly recommended. There is a line in the movie: "Music is all around us. All you have to do is listen." This is exactly the point of this poem I wrote about 8 years ago.
So this movie, August Rush, gave me chills as I watched it tonight. Here's a clip:
There are some great actors, including the young Freddie Highmore (from Finding Neverland), and the story weaves the magic of music, lost love, and the journey of an orphan into an amazing tale. Highly recommended. There is a line in the movie: "Music is all around us. All you have to do is listen." This is exactly the point of this poem I wrote about 8 years ago.
The Background Music
by John Laukkanen
There are those moments in movies
when words are too weak to convey
all that the moment really means
and all that the heart wants to say.
So the script is pushed to the side
and the score is called in to speak.
The scale then sings the height and depth
of the heart when words are too weak.
Whether two lovers in a park
staring at the stars in the sky,
or two friends on a summer's night
sitting silently side by side;
It's here that we hear in the movies
the background music start to play.
And we sit in silence and understand
exactly what words couldn't say.
Each heart has a song that it's singing;
and silence is the maestros cue.
So when the words just can't be found
the heart carries the moment through.
Now the magic in the movies
is in the secret that they've found:
they can mimic the hearts music
and broadcast it in the background.
But this is not reality;
for the heart rarely sings that loud.
And most never sit still enough
to hear its whisper o'er the crowd.
But there are those rare occasions,
like I have had since I've met you,
when I can hear your heart singing.
And I hope you can hear mine too.
I love those scenes in movies
when the background music starts to play,
'cause I have heard this in real life;
something few can honestly say.
So here's the last scene of the movie (WARNING: spoiler). But this is the scene that gave me goose bumps, especially when the little girl [Jamia Nash] starts to sing.by John Laukkanen
There are those moments in movies
when words are too weak to convey
all that the moment really means
and all that the heart wants to say.
So the script is pushed to the side
and the score is called in to speak.
The scale then sings the height and depth
of the heart when words are too weak.
Whether two lovers in a park
staring at the stars in the sky,
or two friends on a summer's night
sitting silently side by side;
It's here that we hear in the movies
the background music start to play.
And we sit in silence and understand
exactly what words couldn't say.
Each heart has a song that it's singing;
and silence is the maestros cue.
So when the words just can't be found
the heart carries the moment through.
Now the magic in the movies
is in the secret that they've found:
they can mimic the hearts music
and broadcast it in the background.
But this is not reality;
for the heart rarely sings that loud.
And most never sit still enough
to hear its whisper o'er the crowd.
But there are those rare occasions,
like I have had since I've met you,
when I can hear your heart singing.
And I hope you can hear mine too.
I love those scenes in movies
when the background music starts to play,
'cause I have heard this in real life;
something few can honestly say.
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Labels: Check This Out, Music, Personal, Poetry
Heaven
Today I've been thinking about heaven. I have a playlist on my ipod called "Heaven" that has about a dozen songs on it. After church today, I just played it on repeat for a while. I'm not sure what triggered this, but I am glad to be thinking about it.
Here is a quote from Jonathan Edwards in The Christian Pilgrim, which I love:
Here is a quote from Jonathan Edwards in The Christian Pilgrim, which I love:
“Labor to have your heart taken up so much about heaven, and heavenly enjoyments, as that you may rejoice when God calls you to leave your best earthly friends and comforts for heaven, there to enjoy God and Christ.... Let Christians help one another in going this journey. There are many ways whereby Christians might greatly forward one another in their way to heaven, as by religious conference, etc. Therefore let them be exhorted to go this journey as it were in company, conversing together, and assisting one another. Company is very desirable in a journey, but in none so much as this. Let them go united, and not fall out by the way, which would be to hinder one another; but use all means they can to help each other up the hill. This would insure a more successful traveling, and a more joyful meeting at their Father's house in glory.”
Here are a few of the songs on my list:This page contained an embedded video. Click here to view it.
Ode to The West Wing
I don't know what it is (but I'm going to try to explain it), but I am addicted to the TV series The West Wing. Yes, it is about a Democrat administration and their basic politics. However, there is such intelligent, witty, and patriotic idealism in each episode that I can't get enough of it. I own seasons 1-6 on DVD (season 7 really changed and I didn't like where they went - Aaron Sorkin had left by that time). The brilliant script, the character development, the realism, the pace, the humor, the chemistry, and even the music that weaves itself in and out of episodes makes this one of the most magical TV programs I have ever seen. And each episode has the same impact each time I watch it. But transcending these things, I learn stuff. I am enlightened about moving a process forward, the strategy of politics, and the way a moral compass can stay calibrated even in the lead mines of Washington D.C..
I think it was about a year ago that I sat down and watched the whole set (since the series ended), and now it seems time again to stoke the flames of inspiration in the face of another brutal, dark winter, both physically and politically (I'm speaking in hyperbole, but you get my sense). This afternoon I just sat under a blanket and watched 4 episodes back to back (one side of a DVD) and felt my blood boil, my heart sink, and my funny bone incessantly tickled.
While I'm confessing, I must say with as much 12-year-old boy's-courage still trapped inside of me, I have a crush on Allison Janney! She rocks my world. (I'm NOT speaking hyperbolically now). I've even tried to rent all the other movies I can find that she's in just to watch her romance me through the camera. At this point, I realize my crush is more accurately on C.J. Craig (her character in TWW).
Sam Seaborn (Rob Lowe) is amazing. He is balanced out by an equally articulate and passionate Ainsley Hayes (the blond from CSI Miami). And, of course, Jed Bartlet (Martin Sheen) is as Reaganesque as one can get and still be a Democrat - intelligent, funny, principled, etc. In fact, Peggy Noonan is a consultant on many of the episodes, which might explain some of that.
If you want to watch some of TWW, you can find the first season on surfthechannel.com, that I mentioned a couple posts ago. Your local library might have it to check out, or you could definitely buy it.
Well, I just had to get that off my chest! If Aaron Sorkin ever reads my blog, I have two requests: 1) Can you produce a West Wing CD with all the music from the various episodes? I really think it would sell wonderfully. 2) Do it again. There's always enough material to occupy another 6 years or so with a new President and West Wing staff (maybe even a Republican this time). Just a suggestion!
I think it was about a year ago that I sat down and watched the whole set (since the series ended), and now it seems time again to stoke the flames of inspiration in the face of another brutal, dark winter, both physically and politically (I'm speaking in hyperbole, but you get my sense). This afternoon I just sat under a blanket and watched 4 episodes back to back (one side of a DVD) and felt my blood boil, my heart sink, and my funny bone incessantly tickled.
While I'm confessing, I must say with as much 12-year-old boy's-courage still trapped inside of me, I have a crush on Allison Janney! She rocks my world. (I'm NOT speaking hyperbolically now). I've even tried to rent all the other movies I can find that she's in just to watch her romance me through the camera. At this point, I realize my crush is more accurately on C.J. Craig (her character in TWW).
Sam Seaborn (Rob Lowe) is amazing. He is balanced out by an equally articulate and passionate Ainsley Hayes (the blond from CSI Miami). And, of course, Jed Bartlet (Martin Sheen) is as Reaganesque as one can get and still be a Democrat - intelligent, funny, principled, etc. In fact, Peggy Noonan is a consultant on many of the episodes, which might explain some of that.
If you want to watch some of TWW, you can find the first season on surfthechannel.com, that I mentioned a couple posts ago. Your local library might have it to check out, or you could definitely buy it.
Well, I just had to get that off my chest! If Aaron Sorkin ever reads my blog, I have two requests: 1) Can you produce a West Wing CD with all the music from the various episodes? I really think it would sell wonderfully. 2) Do it again. There's always enough material to occupy another 6 years or so with a new President and West Wing staff (maybe even a Republican this time). Just a suggestion!
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