There aren't many prayers I would feel comfortable posting on my haphazardly updated blog. However, this one reaches out to many.
One Song
All Religions
all this singing
is one song.
The differences are just
illusion and vanity.
The Sun's light looks a little different
on this wall than it does on that wall,
and a lot different on this other one,
but it's still one light.
We have borrowed these clothes,
these time and place personalities
from a light, and when we praise,
we're pouring them back in.
- Rumi
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Red State Hypocricy
Liars, cheaters, and fornicators = Red State Conservatives.
The so called "faithful" conservative party is apparently sitting in their church pews each week on red cushions with much to confess.
In a recent NY Times article and graph the paper points out each states presidential voting choice in the 2008 election. It color codes them red and blue. They are then ranked from highest to lowest in the following categories: Divorce rates, teenage birth rates, & subscriptions to on-line pornographic sites.
Guess who wins?
8 of the top 10 in EACH CATEGORY are conservative red...or maybe scarlet would be a more appropriate choice.
Who ranks lowest on each of these lists? With enough reciprocity to stick it to the wrong headed? The blue states - those wild bastions of hedonistic ways and socialist preferences. 8 of the lowest 10 in each category are Blue Obama supporters.
Next time you hear a pseudo christian conservative try to play up their parties faithfulness, tell them to read the Times article....if they can. Highest illiteracy rates in the US? Yep - Red States again.
Pathetic,
Ivan L
The so called "faithful" conservative party is apparently sitting in their church pews each week on red cushions with much to confess.
In a recent NY Times article and graph the paper points out each states presidential voting choice in the 2008 election. It color codes them red and blue. They are then ranked from highest to lowest in the following categories: Divorce rates, teenage birth rates, & subscriptions to on-line pornographic sites.
Guess who wins?
8 of the top 10 in EACH CATEGORY are conservative red...or maybe scarlet would be a more appropriate choice.
Who ranks lowest on each of these lists? With enough reciprocity to stick it to the wrong headed? The blue states - those wild bastions of hedonistic ways and socialist preferences. 8 of the lowest 10 in each category are Blue Obama supporters.
Next time you hear a pseudo christian conservative try to play up their parties faithfulness, tell them to read the Times article....if they can. Highest illiteracy rates in the US? Yep - Red States again.
Pathetic,
Ivan L
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The Duggars: The Family that Destroyed the Planet
When history writes its final chapter and the book on our beautiful big blue rock is closed, there will be one reality based finger that can be pointed at the culprit of our demise: The Duggars.
In a "surprising" recent development the Duggars have once again proven they are the most selfish, reckless, and dim-witted family in the nation....and that's saying a lot.
Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar of TLC's "18 Kids and Counting" are expecting their 19th child.
Scoot over America. Get ready for 19 times the pollution, 19 times the wait at the grocery store, and 19 times the shortage of patterns for homemade ankle length denim skirts and consignment sale bargained matching polo shirts! Yippee!
Sustainably speaking, this family is a nightmare. The cute routine of, "look how we all live in the same house and take care of each other and then take trips all across the nation supporting our TV reality show habit (and paycheck)" has worn as thin as the ozone layer they contribute mightily to deplete.
Let's do the math, shall we.
By 2025 our planets population is expected to reach 8 Billion. By 2050 - almost 9 Billion. Now most of this growth is expected to occur in the developing world. Many countries that have unstable economies, leadership, and a high infant mortality rate will build on our own poor environmental track record and push us to the edge of extinction. But the U.S. is not to be outdone, especially when it comes to waste and excess. Thank God the Duggars are holding up their end of the bargain and over procreating for us.
Michelle Duggar is only 42 years old and with that water-slide uterus in play she could easily crowd another 2 or 3 bad haircuts into the Winnebago. That would take us to 22. Then, we have these children who have grown up in this freakishly fertile habitat. You've got to expect the majority of these offspring will unload more than their fair share of oxygen sucking, waste producing, conservative voting, environment destroying younglings into the global nest. Lets pray those kids don't turn out to be competitive breeders like their parents.
So if Mom reaches #22 and each little Duggar only has 5 kids (doubtful), that's 110 grandkids at the family barbecue in a few years. Raising the grand total to 134! Multiply that times food and water and trash and thick-headedness and you see where we are headed. I hope the population clock in Times Square gets a tune up soon.
But the Duggars are a bit of an anomaly on the planets propagation circuit. They have jobs, cash, and apparently the ability to feed and shelter the bunch (Thank you TLC). Since they aren't starving and asking for donations or on welfare people seem to think this is acceptable behavior. Since they can "support" this many kids - then they can do whatever they want. Free country and all that. However, the narrow vision of Jim Bob and Michelle can't be supported by Mother Nature. Sooner or later she is going to get so pissed off about the way we have treated this Garden of Eden that the milk and honey will cease to flow.
All you would-be Duggars pay attention here: You see, there is only so much of this place and God isn't making any more - especially after the way we have behaved. When you have too many children...lets say...19! You are literally taking a future away from someone else. Across the globe in a village you'll never see or have to care about there is someone without because of your gluttony and self-serving lifestyle.
The fact that we live in a global society can't be ignored anymore. Lets all aim for a little more personal reproductive responsibility.
I've got 2 words for you Jim Bob....Pull Out!
Ivan L
In a "surprising" recent development the Duggars have once again proven they are the most selfish, reckless, and dim-witted family in the nation....and that's saying a lot.
Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar of TLC's "18 Kids and Counting" are expecting their 19th child.
Scoot over America. Get ready for 19 times the pollution, 19 times the wait at the grocery store, and 19 times the shortage of patterns for homemade ankle length denim skirts and consignment sale bargained matching polo shirts! Yippee!
Sustainably speaking, this family is a nightmare. The cute routine of, "look how we all live in the same house and take care of each other and then take trips all across the nation supporting our TV reality show habit (and paycheck)" has worn as thin as the ozone layer they contribute mightily to deplete.
Let's do the math, shall we.
By 2025 our planets population is expected to reach 8 Billion. By 2050 - almost 9 Billion. Now most of this growth is expected to occur in the developing world. Many countries that have unstable economies, leadership, and a high infant mortality rate will build on our own poor environmental track record and push us to the edge of extinction. But the U.S. is not to be outdone, especially when it comes to waste and excess. Thank God the Duggars are holding up their end of the bargain and over procreating for us.
Michelle Duggar is only 42 years old and with that water-slide uterus in play she could easily crowd another 2 or 3 bad haircuts into the Winnebago. That would take us to 22. Then, we have these children who have grown up in this freakishly fertile habitat. You've got to expect the majority of these offspring will unload more than their fair share of oxygen sucking, waste producing, conservative voting, environment destroying younglings into the global nest. Lets pray those kids don't turn out to be competitive breeders like their parents.
So if Mom reaches #22 and each little Duggar only has 5 kids (doubtful), that's 110 grandkids at the family barbecue in a few years. Raising the grand total to 134! Multiply that times food and water and trash and thick-headedness and you see where we are headed. I hope the population clock in Times Square gets a tune up soon.
But the Duggars are a bit of an anomaly on the planets propagation circuit. They have jobs, cash, and apparently the ability to feed and shelter the bunch (Thank you TLC). Since they aren't starving and asking for donations or on welfare people seem to think this is acceptable behavior. Since they can "support" this many kids - then they can do whatever they want. Free country and all that. However, the narrow vision of Jim Bob and Michelle can't be supported by Mother Nature. Sooner or later she is going to get so pissed off about the way we have treated this Garden of Eden that the milk and honey will cease to flow.
All you would-be Duggars pay attention here: You see, there is only so much of this place and God isn't making any more - especially after the way we have behaved. When you have too many children...lets say...19! You are literally taking a future away from someone else. Across the globe in a village you'll never see or have to care about there is someone without because of your gluttony and self-serving lifestyle.
The fact that we live in a global society can't be ignored anymore. Lets all aim for a little more personal reproductive responsibility.
I've got 2 words for you Jim Bob....Pull Out!
Ivan L
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Why getting involved in the political process is NOT worth it
The obvious follow up to my previous construct has a very simple and direct answer:
It doesn't matter.
Whatever you do or say or support from a political standpoint really makes no difference at all. We live in quite the fantasy if we think who we vote or campaign or cheer for from the couch really has any kind of impact. Truly, we have no power and are simply game pieces be to moved and sacrificed when the time is right. We promote with bumper stickers and read the cue cards they give us.
Think for a moment about how much effort it takes to impact a community, much less a nation, in any capacity. Jesus Christ! Have you ever been to a city council or a school board meeting?!?! Monotonous dribble until there is some crisis and then they "allow" the general public to come and complain...everyone gets their 3 minute tirade. It can take months of concerted effort to get a stop sign moved or a gutter repaired - imagine some type of real policy change that has the peoples best interest in mind and not the politicians? Hard to do, isn't it. See if you can get your congressperson or senator on the phone?
Once on a bathroom wall I read this philosophical insight:
"If voting really made a difference - do you think it would be legal?"
Why is getting involved in the political system NOT worth it? Simple: You will be let down. You'll work yourself into a frenzy and then quietly slip to the back of the crowd when held accountable for a platform you never endorsed or actions you can't stomach.
Give up on this fraudulent system and find another way outside the lines.
Ivan L
It doesn't matter.
Whatever you do or say or support from a political standpoint really makes no difference at all. We live in quite the fantasy if we think who we vote or campaign or cheer for from the couch really has any kind of impact. Truly, we have no power and are simply game pieces be to moved and sacrificed when the time is right. We promote with bumper stickers and read the cue cards they give us.
Think for a moment about how much effort it takes to impact a community, much less a nation, in any capacity. Jesus Christ! Have you ever been to a city council or a school board meeting?!?! Monotonous dribble until there is some crisis and then they "allow" the general public to come and complain...everyone gets their 3 minute tirade. It can take months of concerted effort to get a stop sign moved or a gutter repaired - imagine some type of real policy change that has the peoples best interest in mind and not the politicians? Hard to do, isn't it. See if you can get your congressperson or senator on the phone?
Once on a bathroom wall I read this philosophical insight:
"If voting really made a difference - do you think it would be legal?"
Why is getting involved in the political system NOT worth it? Simple: You will be let down. You'll work yourself into a frenzy and then quietly slip to the back of the crowd when held accountable for a platform you never endorsed or actions you can't stomach.
Give up on this fraudulent system and find another way outside the lines.
Ivan L
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Why getting involved in the political system is worth it
It is no real confession on my part to say that I am not/was not a fan of the Bush administration. Those who live in my community, walk the same halls I haunt, or have ever seen my reading list could easily peg me as a non-appreciator of the slightly, moderately, or extremely right. Hate is too strong a word. I like to reserve that for the most dastardly villains and sins. However, confused or embarrassed or disgusted might be applicable terms I have uttered in the past.
But the political process is a funny thing. Just like history, it takes a big picture vision to grasp a more balanced and valued understanding of just what has happened before and what might happen next.
No - I am not about to turn Red on you.
Why getting involved in the political process is worth it comes down to the fact that now our current president is my choice, my guy, on my side, and representing my views. I won! And believe you me, I am certainly grateful this man is our leader. But I must say (as wifey and I have discussed) He isn't doing every single thing the way I hoped he would. He has been slow on a few points and maybe moved too quickly on others. The honeymoon isn't over, but I am beginning to understand the type of committed relationship it takes to make vows to a president and deal with the implications that they still may leave the cap off the toothpaste or dirty socks on the floor.
I have some sympathy for W. He didn't have an easy world or time to govern and I do not despise him as a human being (anymore). Do I think he misled our country? Drove us to unnecessary war? Is responsible for much of the financial crisis we are presently treading water in? Yes. Do I hope Dick Cheney gets appropriately tared an feathered for his wicked ways that side-stepped justice. Absolutely.
But to be fair, I am quite worried about our involvement in Afghanistan. We are spending a ridiculous amount of money to fix the economy. I hope for health care and education reform. I would like to see marriage available for all people and a much more sustainable society all around. I hope MY president does what I want. But I know that history and the big picture will tell the story more honestly than the present media ever will. So, I wait patiently. It hasn't even been 6 months yet?! Right?
Why is it worth it to get involved in the political system? It makes you slightly more understanding of the other side and gives you the perspective that leading, on any level, in any capacity, is not an easy thing to do. Something I am sure 44 is figuring out like the previous 43.
Go O!
Ivan L
But the political process is a funny thing. Just like history, it takes a big picture vision to grasp a more balanced and valued understanding of just what has happened before and what might happen next.
No - I am not about to turn Red on you.
Why getting involved in the political process is worth it comes down to the fact that now our current president is my choice, my guy, on my side, and representing my views. I won! And believe you me, I am certainly grateful this man is our leader. But I must say (as wifey and I have discussed) He isn't doing every single thing the way I hoped he would. He has been slow on a few points and maybe moved too quickly on others. The honeymoon isn't over, but I am beginning to understand the type of committed relationship it takes to make vows to a president and deal with the implications that they still may leave the cap off the toothpaste or dirty socks on the floor.
I have some sympathy for W. He didn't have an easy world or time to govern and I do not despise him as a human being (anymore). Do I think he misled our country? Drove us to unnecessary war? Is responsible for much of the financial crisis we are presently treading water in? Yes. Do I hope Dick Cheney gets appropriately tared an feathered for his wicked ways that side-stepped justice. Absolutely.
But to be fair, I am quite worried about our involvement in Afghanistan. We are spending a ridiculous amount of money to fix the economy. I hope for health care and education reform. I would like to see marriage available for all people and a much more sustainable society all around. I hope MY president does what I want. But I know that history and the big picture will tell the story more honestly than the present media ever will. So, I wait patiently. It hasn't even been 6 months yet?! Right?
Why is it worth it to get involved in the political system? It makes you slightly more understanding of the other side and gives you the perspective that leading, on any level, in any capacity, is not an easy thing to do. Something I am sure 44 is figuring out like the previous 43.
Go O!
Ivan L
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
4 in 4
In only the 4th year since women were afforded suffrage in Kuwait, 4 women will hold posts in the ground breaking new session.
- CNN Reports
This is monumental in process and structure for Arab women. Especially considering they hold the lowest % of any group on earth in parliament or Government leadership (around 9%). Lets hope this is the beginning of a more egalitarian dialogue around the world on women's rights and leadership gifts.
But before you look down your nose and shrug off how unfairly women are treated in these "other" places. Here’s some info on the U.S. and it’s positive and negative stats on women in Government.
- Center for American Women in Politics
Now, what's the global gender breakdown you ask? 50/50. Still room for improvement.
Ivan L
- CNN Reports
-- As one of the first four female lawmakers ever elected to Kuwait's parliament, Aseel al-Awadhi knows she has a tough road ahead in the conservative Gulf state's male-dominated legislature. Rola Dashti is one of four women who won parliamentary seats in the recent elections in Kuwait.
Still, victory is sweet.
"Even before the results, people were piling up to congratulate me either from my own district or from other districts," al-Awadhi, a university instructor, told CNN Sunday.
"I think that shows you the tremendous amount of support for women's role in politics," she said. "And I think today I can confidently say that [the] gender issue is history in Kuwait -- I mean, regarding women's role in politics."
Men have filled the seats of Kuwait's parliament for nearly five decades, and it was only four years ago that the country granted women the right to vote and run for office.
This is monumental in process and structure for Arab women. Especially considering they hold the lowest % of any group on earth in parliament or Government leadership (around 9%). Lets hope this is the beginning of a more egalitarian dialogue around the world on women's rights and leadership gifts.
But before you look down your nose and shrug off how unfairly women are treated in these "other" places. Here’s some info on the U.S. and it’s positive and negative stats on women in Government.
In 2009, 90 women serve in the U.S. Congress. Seventeen women serve in the Senate, and 73 women serve in the House. The number of women in statewide elective executive posts is 74, while the proportion of women in state legislatures is at 24.3 percent.
Women in state legislatures? All states are fortunate to have some.
Colorado is the highest ranked with 39%. SC is the lowest with 10%. 7 of the bottom 10 are from the south.
27 of our states have never had a woman Governor.
8 states presently have women Governors.
2 states have never had a women in Congress – MS and Iowa.
The international Average of women in Parliament around the globe is less than 20% - 4 to 1 in favor of men.
- Center for American Women in Politics
Now, what's the global gender breakdown you ask? 50/50. Still room for improvement.
Ivan L
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Giving.....up
I work in the type of vocational arena that requires heavy doses of compassion, understanding, patience, and most of...self-giving. It's a field where people often need a supportive word or gesture along the way. It can require 2nd and 3rd chances and even some brutal honesty at just the right moment.
This field also requires a wise and intelligent leader - of which I am a reasonable facsimile. I'm not the wizziest of kids, but with some hard work, a fair amount of talent and some commitment to those I serve, the balance sheet most always ends up in the red. Maybe that is why, for me, experiences of disappointment and being let down seem to cause so much internal damage.
I have often wished I was the hard ass. The one who doesn't care what you really think and you can take it or leave it. The fleeting moments of arrogance or insensitivity I attempt end up leaving me second guessing my actions or words a few hours later. There's truly no way around having your gifts match your personality. If empathy were not in my tool box of skills, I certainly wouldn't feel bad when I get hurt. And vice-verse...If I weren't damaged by others opinions or responses to me or my actions then I most likely wouldn't have the feelings to respond to their needs or challenges.
Before I sound like a complete wuss...let me explain.
Say you have this project or task that takes years to complete. You pace yourself and slowly but diligently assess, advise, support, and construct until the project is finished. Then, after all the hard work, all the overtime, all the consultations, all the re-starts and new directions the project is marched out to the pedestal for the world to see. The praises for the project are high. The work is regarded as top notch. You know you have gone above and beyond the call of duty to complete the task and make it a success. Then, without justification or explanation, the project simply marches out the door and all those who admire it fall in line and you are left with the empty easel. No thank you. No pat on the back. No well done good and faithful servant.
I have recently reached my fill of these moments and have burned enough compassionate energy on others who seem ungrateful and selfish that I could fuel an entire fleet of Hummers delivering mail uphill in the smog filled urban area of your choice. I’m simply tired of it.
Get out the fork. Plug in the toaster. It is finished.
Ivan L
This field also requires a wise and intelligent leader - of which I am a reasonable facsimile. I'm not the wizziest of kids, but with some hard work, a fair amount of talent and some commitment to those I serve, the balance sheet most always ends up in the red. Maybe that is why, for me, experiences of disappointment and being let down seem to cause so much internal damage.
I have often wished I was the hard ass. The one who doesn't care what you really think and you can take it or leave it. The fleeting moments of arrogance or insensitivity I attempt end up leaving me second guessing my actions or words a few hours later. There's truly no way around having your gifts match your personality. If empathy were not in my tool box of skills, I certainly wouldn't feel bad when I get hurt. And vice-verse...If I weren't damaged by others opinions or responses to me or my actions then I most likely wouldn't have the feelings to respond to their needs or challenges.
Before I sound like a complete wuss...let me explain.
Say you have this project or task that takes years to complete. You pace yourself and slowly but diligently assess, advise, support, and construct until the project is finished. Then, after all the hard work, all the overtime, all the consultations, all the re-starts and new directions the project is marched out to the pedestal for the world to see. The praises for the project are high. The work is regarded as top notch. You know you have gone above and beyond the call of duty to complete the task and make it a success. Then, without justification or explanation, the project simply marches out the door and all those who admire it fall in line and you are left with the empty easel. No thank you. No pat on the back. No well done good and faithful servant.
I have recently reached my fill of these moments and have burned enough compassionate energy on others who seem ungrateful and selfish that I could fuel an entire fleet of Hummers delivering mail uphill in the smog filled urban area of your choice. I’m simply tired of it.
Get out the fork. Plug in the toaster. It is finished.
Ivan L
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Old
It has happened. The moment of self evaluation has arrived and I am convinced without a doubt that I am now, as of yesterday, officially and unarguably....old.
Typically this realization comes with a massive flip of the birthday odometer...where all the 9's line up and then BAM! You're into the next group of hundred-thousands. However, I have recently passed one of these age mile markers with few ill effects.
Sometimes, it may occur as you recognize a physical change (or worse - someone else recognizes it)! Maybe the hair line is starting to retreat. It could be a rounder middle or some grey moving into various body hairs. In fact, the entire machine itself could break down in some capacity. You realize - thru injury or complete exhaustion that you ain't the one you use to be.
All normal and acceptable acknowledgements of maturity...
My experience was far different and much more insidious.
I was finishing a nice bike ride in and about our small community...a Mayberryish tour passing businesses and thru neighborhoods. Reaching a large park where some of our future Major Leaguers were practicing the long ball, I noticed a ball over the fence and near the road. I stopped, picked up the ball and then - in the most grandpaish, AARP discount carded fashion you could ever imagine, tossed it back over the fence, underhanded.
Underhanded.
What a complete wimp. When did I start throwing underhanded? What's wrong with me? I couldn't muster up enough adult manhood to make a simple grownup baseball throw? I couldn't pull back and let one rip - even if I had to throw my arm out in the process?!
I quickly looked around to see if anyone had seen me do this. I fully expected a sit-com laugh track to play due to my slapstick impersonation of someone without an ounce of youthful athleticism left in them. I'm surprised I wasn't wearing navy blue dress socks with some all white Reebok's. Or maybe I had my hearing aid turned down so low I couldn't hear the populace ridiculing my performance. Do they sell arm Viagra?
But there I was, back on my bike, riding home, the one who thought he was still cool. Thinking he was Andy Griffith, but discovering he might be closer to Mattlock. Watch out for me on the road. I'll be the one who has had the turn signal on for the last 3 miles.
Ivan L
Typically this realization comes with a massive flip of the birthday odometer...where all the 9's line up and then BAM! You're into the next group of hundred-thousands. However, I have recently passed one of these age mile markers with few ill effects.
Sometimes, it may occur as you recognize a physical change (or worse - someone else recognizes it)! Maybe the hair line is starting to retreat. It could be a rounder middle or some grey moving into various body hairs. In fact, the entire machine itself could break down in some capacity. You realize - thru injury or complete exhaustion that you ain't the one you use to be.
All normal and acceptable acknowledgements of maturity...
My experience was far different and much more insidious.
I was finishing a nice bike ride in and about our small community...a Mayberryish tour passing businesses and thru neighborhoods. Reaching a large park where some of our future Major Leaguers were practicing the long ball, I noticed a ball over the fence and near the road. I stopped, picked up the ball and then - in the most grandpaish, AARP discount carded fashion you could ever imagine, tossed it back over the fence, underhanded.
Underhanded.
What a complete wimp. When did I start throwing underhanded? What's wrong with me? I couldn't muster up enough adult manhood to make a simple grownup baseball throw? I couldn't pull back and let one rip - even if I had to throw my arm out in the process?!
I quickly looked around to see if anyone had seen me do this. I fully expected a sit-com laugh track to play due to my slapstick impersonation of someone without an ounce of youthful athleticism left in them. I'm surprised I wasn't wearing navy blue dress socks with some all white Reebok's. Or maybe I had my hearing aid turned down so low I couldn't hear the populace ridiculing my performance. Do they sell arm Viagra?
But there I was, back on my bike, riding home, the one who thought he was still cool. Thinking he was Andy Griffith, but discovering he might be closer to Mattlock. Watch out for me on the road. I'll be the one who has had the turn signal on for the last 3 miles.
Ivan L
Friday, April 17, 2009
Ode to Heraclitus
Name change, lane change, social change, seat change,
season change, voice change, climate change, loose change,
change of pace, change of heart, change of direction, change of clothes,
change of focus, change of address, change of weather, change of nose,
diaper change, make change, accepting change, game change,
big change, little change, culture change, constant change,
change your mind, change your attitude,
change your underwear, change your life,
change your oil, change your clocks,
change your password, change your flight,
no change, slow change, you change, true change,
good change, bad change, spare change, same change.
change the dressing, change the world,
change the sheets, change the margins,
change the story, change the channel,
change the rules, change the conversation.
Ivan L
season change, voice change, climate change, loose change,
change of pace, change of heart, change of direction, change of clothes,
change of focus, change of address, change of weather, change of nose,
diaper change, make change, accepting change, game change,
big change, little change, culture change, constant change,
change your mind, change your attitude,
change your underwear, change your life,
change your oil, change your clocks,
change your password, change your flight,
no change, slow change, you change, true change,
good change, bad change, spare change, same change.
change the dressing, change the world,
change the sheets, change the margins,
change the story, change the channel,
change the rules, change the conversation.
Ivan L
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Double Digits
So, we have now reached blog number 10 and I have been informed by my personal evaluator/advice giver/constructive critic/always tells the truth/muse & partner (Wifey) that I am still searching for my blog voice.
...my "Blog Voice"...
My natural inclination was to immediately respond with a dose of sarcasm...but I held back. Mostly because I couldn't think of something drippingly bitter or cutting to say at that precise moment. Instead, I simply got defensive and pointed out that her picture blog format is so much easier than my mostly word format. I mean really?!?! Who can't take a great picture and write a witty caption and receive all kinds of gratuitous responses from adoring fans?! OK - yes, I know the answer to that...it's me. I can't.
She was correct. I am in search of my Internet voice. The appropriate proclamations that express the various and sundry thoughts, ideas, and content I wish the world to hear....that sounds like me...in my 2nd tenor.
I have dabbled in a few options and listened to choirs of other blog voices...but nothing definitive has come out yet. In my wanderings I did come across some helpful advice by those who have traveled to the mountain top before me and found their sound...
Christopher Meeks makes the following suggestions...
Good advice...I suppose...from someone who has it all figured out! Jerk.
Another experienced soloist suggests that I "Just keep practising...eventually, I'll figure it out."
And another says I'll find it when I reach the right mixture of "mind, body and spirit."
Of course, I could always result to the mindless dribble that reports every single random activity,thought or internal conflict that half of the blogging nation should have never auditioned to share!
I guess I'll keep warming up.
Ivan L
...my "Blog Voice"...
My natural inclination was to immediately respond with a dose of sarcasm...but I held back. Mostly because I couldn't think of something drippingly bitter or cutting to say at that precise moment. Instead, I simply got defensive and pointed out that her picture blog format is so much easier than my mostly word format. I mean really?!?! Who can't take a great picture and write a witty caption and receive all kinds of gratuitous responses from adoring fans?! OK - yes, I know the answer to that...it's me. I can't.
She was correct. I am in search of my Internet voice. The appropriate proclamations that express the various and sundry thoughts, ideas, and content I wish the world to hear....that sounds like me...in my 2nd tenor.
I have dabbled in a few options and listened to choirs of other blog voices...but nothing definitive has come out yet. In my wanderings I did come across some helpful advice by those who have traveled to the mountain top before me and found their sound...
Christopher Meeks makes the following suggestions...
A voice on the Web: Strive to create a "text" voice that is as distinctive as your speaking voice.
We can't all be Hemingway: Don't try to write like someone else; find your own voice and don't try to change your demeanor.
Write like you talk: It really can be that simple.
Let your passion be your guide: Follow the urge; follow the idea.
Let me entertain you: All writing, even the most serious, is a form of entertainment. Find the words that keep your reader interested.
Your view on the world: Your specialty, your interests will color your view on the world—not to mention your writing.
Find the feeling: If you find the feeling that belongs to a piece of writing, the piece may write itself. There is no bad first draft. Let yourself go.
Good advice...I suppose...from someone who has it all figured out! Jerk.
Another experienced soloist suggests that I "Just keep practising...eventually, I'll figure it out."
And another says I'll find it when I reach the right mixture of "mind, body and spirit."
Of course, I could always result to the mindless dribble that reports every single random activity,thought or internal conflict that half of the blogging nation should have never auditioned to share!
I guess I'll keep warming up.
Ivan L
Friday, April 10, 2009
Since It's Easter...
...how about some words from the Dalai Lama
Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.
Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one getting burned.
Compassion is not religious business, it is human business, it is not luxury, it is essential for our own peace and mental stability, it is essential for human survival.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
What the World Needs Now....
...is the Campaign for Love and Forgiveness.
I can remember being in 5th grade, hanging out during the grace digestion period after lunch but before the bell would ring us back to class. It's was a typical day, kicking the dirt, smirking at girls, and making grade school small talk about my hot wheels collection or how cool it would be if the playground swings went all the way around the pole so you could just wind yourself up and around and up and around until you rocketed to another planet!!! Or something like that.
Anyway, I specifically remember kneeling down drawing in the dirt when I felt what must have been a gallon of chocolate milk pouring down my neck and back. In reality, they only gave us half-pints in the cafeteria - so, some of the volume feel must have been do to the shocking sensation of it all. I quickly jumped up and away, turned around and said, "You stupid __________!"
The guilty party was both startled and harmed by my disrespectful wordage and just stood there,staring back at me. Not in protest, not in anger to taunt, but in frozen shoes of confusion concretized by my hap-hazard remark.
Realizing I had hit the target with my slash and burn statement, I simply turned away - not knowing what to do now. With luck on my side, I was able to make a b-line for the classroom as the sweet sound of the class bell saved me from any possible consequences of my ugly utterance.
This story doesn't end with a,"and then we met 14 years later and I apologized." Or - more appropriately, 'He waited for me after class and kicked my ass!" No - it simply ends... with no resolution, no apology, nothing. I can't remember the kids name and I can't remember ever having contact with him again. But I do vividly remember to this day my response and how I wish I had the chance to say I was sorry. Especially since I realized all too quickly it was an accident.
Can you think of anything that would be more welcome to a world full of short sightedness than a heaping serving of forgiveness...a good measure of it, pressed down, shaken together and running over?!
You can change everything if you choose to love and forgive.
For as much as the worlds religions distort, cannibalize and run rough shot over their deepest possibilities and meanings...this concept of loving and forgiving is one found across the board. Each has it's own perspective and rituals to achieve such a golden rule standard. Still, it is undeniably present and a gesture we must reclaim for any hope of a co-creational future or global ethic.
No, I'm not going to divulge what word I used back then. It's left blank intentionally. You can fill in any host or sordid demonstratives. Maybe you already did? Maybe you were in 5th grade once as well and wish you could come up with a more suitable ending to one of your stories?
Well, maybe you can?
Ivan L
I can remember being in 5th grade, hanging out during the grace digestion period after lunch but before the bell would ring us back to class. It's was a typical day, kicking the dirt, smirking at girls, and making grade school small talk about my hot wheels collection or how cool it would be if the playground swings went all the way around the pole so you could just wind yourself up and around and up and around until you rocketed to another planet!!! Or something like that.
Anyway, I specifically remember kneeling down drawing in the dirt when I felt what must have been a gallon of chocolate milk pouring down my neck and back. In reality, they only gave us half-pints in the cafeteria - so, some of the volume feel must have been do to the shocking sensation of it all. I quickly jumped up and away, turned around and said, "You stupid __________!"
The guilty party was both startled and harmed by my disrespectful wordage and just stood there,staring back at me. Not in protest, not in anger to taunt, but in frozen shoes of confusion concretized by my hap-hazard remark.
Realizing I had hit the target with my slash and burn statement, I simply turned away - not knowing what to do now. With luck on my side, I was able to make a b-line for the classroom as the sweet sound of the class bell saved me from any possible consequences of my ugly utterance.
This story doesn't end with a,"and then we met 14 years later and I apologized." Or - more appropriately, 'He waited for me after class and kicked my ass!" No - it simply ends... with no resolution, no apology, nothing. I can't remember the kids name and I can't remember ever having contact with him again. But I do vividly remember to this day my response and how I wish I had the chance to say I was sorry. Especially since I realized all too quickly it was an accident.
Can you think of anything that would be more welcome to a world full of short sightedness than a heaping serving of forgiveness...a good measure of it, pressed down, shaken together and running over?!
You can change everything if you choose to love and forgive.
For as much as the worlds religions distort, cannibalize and run rough shot over their deepest possibilities and meanings...this concept of loving and forgiving is one found across the board. Each has it's own perspective and rituals to achieve such a golden rule standard. Still, it is undeniably present and a gesture we must reclaim for any hope of a co-creational future or global ethic.
No, I'm not going to divulge what word I used back then. It's left blank intentionally. You can fill in any host or sordid demonstratives. Maybe you already did? Maybe you were in 5th grade once as well and wish you could come up with a more suitable ending to one of your stories?
Well, maybe you can?
Ivan L
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Less is More
This is someone you should really know. As is almost always the case, the best deals, gems, and secrets are hidden the deepest in the bins of life. Despite a brief flirt with popularity some years back, Sam has quietly and consistently done her beautifully simple, yet intricate work. Sharing her unique gifts for those willing to let go and embrace a new path.
Let those with ears hear.
Ivan L
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Eracism...well, maybe not quite yet.
In a recent CNN.com article by Leonard Pitts Jr, we read that many Americans are divided on just how much progress the land of the free and home of the brave has made on the issue of racism. And how are we divided? You guessed it - along racial lines.
Or, instead of something linear....a Mosaic. Where we recognize that each unique piece is needed to make the entire picture comprehendable. It's the scope and breath of a larger work we all participate in...no matter what particular color adorns our personal tile.
"Psychology professor Richard Eibach was reported last year in the
Washington Post as having found that in judging racial progress, white people
and black ones tend to use different yardsticks. Whites use the yardstick of how
far we have come from the nation we used to be. Blacks use the yardstick of how
far we have yet to go to be the nation we ought to be.
The most complete picture, of course, requires both
measures. But who can be surprised that blacks and whites each tend to gravitate
toward the measure that is most forgiving of their individual groups, that
shoves the onus for change off on the other? The black yardstick, after all,
leaves black people no obligation other than to demand justice and equality from
white people. The white yardstick requires of white people only that they exhort
black people to become more self-reliant and take more responsibility for their
own problems."
Come on people! Can't we even agree on how we measure our disagreement?!?!
I have a yard stick...and it's a creamy, buffy, khaki, wheatish, tan thing...
...much like this one. Neither black nor white.
But there was some good news. Apparently, according to Pitts, the Government can't do everything...
"African-Americans do not, after all, need its policy suggestions to
fix many of their most intractable problems. We do not need a government program to turn off the TV, realizing it's hardly coincidental that people who watch more television per capita have poorer academic performance. We do not need federal monies to tell our children to wait until they are married or, at the
very least, in stable, long-term relationships, before they bring babies into
the world. We do not need Washington's input to know we must quit allowing our
community to be defined by a coarse popular culture whose words and images are
indistinguishable from the Ku Klux Klan's."
But what about the Obama factor? I, along with a few million others, was justifiably proud of our nation for voting in #44. Still - we all knew the problem of racism wouldn't be solved after the party was over on Jan 20th. Candidate Obama had to have security earlier than any other candidate in history and faced multiple racist threats along the way. In addition, I think we all fully expect the righties to come down hard on affirmative action policies as soon as they finish forgetting how they got us into our financial crisis.
The real question is when will we come to realize what affects one... will affect the other. Progress for any group means progress for the entire group. Struggles for even the smallest of minorities produces transferable challenges for all. We are truly woven together no matter where the tracks run thru a community.
So, how about a better apparatus for measuring....something like this?
Or, instead of something linear....a Mosaic. Where we recognize that each unique piece is needed to make the entire picture comprehendable. It's the scope and breath of a larger work we all participate in...no matter what particular color adorns our personal tile.
Ivan L
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Shutting Up
Let's face it, we all like to moralise from time to time, and reflect upon how we're better than others. I personally indulge in a good daily commentary, and sometimes I like to go out to a local dive or eatery with the wifey or friends and neighbors where we pass a few parsimonious reflections on the actions and lives of others. Self-righteous moralising can be a fun, and healthy activity, and it doesn't harm anyone. Right? (You're doing it right now - aren't you!)
I may have even ranted about you, reading this blog, as was passed and exchanged the hospitable "Hi-Ho." Or maybe you as in the generic, all encompasssing "You" who represents some irritating portion of society. Nothing personal. Besides, you've done it. You do it. You'll do it tomorrow before the cock crows that third time. But what sort of effect could moralising have on other people if done in excess...and even more - to their face?
Those of us wearing the high ranking parent badge need to learn that the cumulative effect of our lectures and homilies on the offspring could be particularly devastating.
Imagine for a moment a being of momentous stature with complete physical and emotional control over your every whim. It blocks out the sun with a giant wagging phalangeal and a nasty smirk. This sinister mouthaholic is somewhere between 10 and 20 feet tall, weighing half a ton and can't find a cork large enough to stop the overflow of guilt, criticism, and toxic whinning which responds to various acts of genuine misbehavior or honest accident...either will do.
If children had any real legal rights....well, I suppose they do actually have a quite a few justly deserved provisions on the books. What I mean to say is... if they knew how to use them in front of a magistrate...they would file numerous complaints and restraining orders against their very own Maw and Paw for the threatening and humiliating mistreatment received over a simple irritational act or slothful response.
Studies have shown that:
- Nine out of ten children whose parent/s have passed judgement or made pious reflections, at length, in the home or in public, have turned into sanctimonious bigots....and Mom and Pop look daft in the process.
- 66 per cent, or two thirds, of adults who currently experience depression or other mental illnesses, do so as a result of an early encounter with a parent or guardian with a sermonising habit.
Now is the time! Let us wash our hands of this useless acquired pattern of behavior. They say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem...
...Hi, my name's Ivan (Hi Ivan), and I'm a sermonizer.
Ivan L
I may have even ranted about you, reading this blog, as was passed and exchanged the hospitable "Hi-Ho." Or maybe you as in the generic, all encompasssing "You" who represents some irritating portion of society. Nothing personal. Besides, you've done it. You do it. You'll do it tomorrow before the cock crows that third time. But what sort of effect could moralising have on other people if done in excess...and even more - to their face?
Those of us wearing the high ranking parent badge need to learn that the cumulative effect of our lectures and homilies on the offspring could be particularly devastating.
Imagine for a moment a being of momentous stature with complete physical and emotional control over your every whim. It blocks out the sun with a giant wagging phalangeal and a nasty smirk. This sinister mouthaholic is somewhere between 10 and 20 feet tall, weighing half a ton and can't find a cork large enough to stop the overflow of guilt, criticism, and toxic whinning which responds to various acts of genuine misbehavior or honest accident...either will do.
If children had any real legal rights....well, I suppose they do actually have a quite a few justly deserved provisions on the books. What I mean to say is... if they knew how to use them in front of a magistrate...they would file numerous complaints and restraining orders against their very own Maw and Paw for the threatening and humiliating mistreatment received over a simple irritational act or slothful response.
Studies have shown that:
- Nine out of ten children whose parent/s have passed judgement or made pious reflections, at length, in the home or in public, have turned into sanctimonious bigots....and Mom and Pop look daft in the process.
- 66 per cent, or two thirds, of adults who currently experience depression or other mental illnesses, do so as a result of an early encounter with a parent or guardian with a sermonising habit.
Now is the time! Let us wash our hands of this useless acquired pattern of behavior. They say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem...
...Hi, my name's Ivan (Hi Ivan), and I'm a sermonizer.
Ivan L
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Let It Fly!
Flipping thru some virtual pages I found a great post by Adbusters. If you don't know about Adbusters, you should. They are the self proclaimed "Culture Jamming Journal of the Mental Environment." It already sounds fun, doesn't it?!
The 'busters have once again kidney punched us right in the norm of our stereo-typical societal boundaries by running a One Flag Competition - The Flag for the United Earth.
It may sound a bit Sci-Fi for our planet to have it's own flag, but in a world so ridden with degredating resource competition, waring religious factions, catastrophic famine, and corporate gluttony....maybe an artsy dose of "Hey - Aren't we really all in this together?" isn't such a bad idea. Besides, we need a global flag to fly at the next Intergallactic Olympics - right?!
32 finalists original flags were chosen and the winner voted on by the likes of you and me. Take a look at the entire group - some wonderful concepts. Although I don't particularly like the winning flag - you really can't go wrong when lots of creative people from various contexts get together to create a global symbol of unity.
My first place vote went to:
Horizon by Craig Burstom - UK
The 'busters have once again kidney punched us right in the norm of our stereo-typical societal boundaries by running a One Flag Competition - The Flag for the United Earth.
It may sound a bit Sci-Fi for our planet to have it's own flag, but in a world so ridden with degredating resource competition, waring religious factions, catastrophic famine, and corporate gluttony....maybe an artsy dose of "Hey - Aren't we really all in this together?" isn't such a bad idea. Besides, we need a global flag to fly at the next Intergallactic Olympics - right?!
32 finalists original flags were chosen and the winner voted on by the likes of you and me. Take a look at the entire group - some wonderful concepts. Although I don't particularly like the winning flag - you really can't go wrong when lots of creative people from various contexts get together to create a global symbol of unity.
My first place vote went to:
Horizon by Craig Burstom - UKCraig says, "My flag is a two colour representation of the horizon. Dividing the flag into one third green for land and two thirds sky blue, my flag is symbolic of optimism, progression and forward thinking."
As many agreed - the simplicity and earth like tones make for a gentle and easily recognizable representation of the planet...and one just about any 3 year old in any location could paint.
The actual winner was:
Marc Arroyo Ortiga - Berlin, Germany
Marc says..."First I thought that a flag can’t achieve this project. It has too much symbolism in itself. It shouldn’t be a flag. But maybe, it should be a flag that doesn’t need to be a flag. It needs to be a kind of spirit that people all over the world know and understand in their own way."
So, it's basically the un-flag flag. I get it and it works, just not from the stands of a Davis Cup match on another planet.
Ivan L
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The Consequence of Stupidity
It was quite amusing to read that our most recently unemployed president was protested at his very first public speech after moving out of his Pennsylvania Ave residence.
It seems a few hundred pissed off Canadians in downtown Calgary barated our 43rd with....
....Blowing whistles and chanting "war criminal," demonstrators carried signs and shouted "shame on you" at people attending the event at a cost of 400 Canadian dollars (about 310 U.S. dollars) each.
http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2009-03/18/content_11030580.htmm
I swell with pride for our maple-leafed northern neighbors. This is Canada for pucks sake!
If they can manage this kinda crowd, just think who might show up at some of the other brilliant stops W's PR folks must have in the works?!
- Maybe a social at the next Hugo Chavez political fundraiser?
- A front row seat at the upcoming George Clooney/Brad Pitt film premiere?
- Perhaps mohito's and the mamba with Raul in Havanna?
- I know, Bush as the keynote speaker for the National Council of English Teachers! He could do some real good talkin' for them folk.
But it gets funnier. It is reported Bush was scheduled to speak "on eight momentous years in the Oval Office." A befuddling speech text considering he set a new presidential record by spending at least 500 days on vacation while in, or should I say, out of the office.
Ivan L
It seems a few hundred pissed off Canadians in downtown Calgary barated our 43rd with....
....Blowing whistles and chanting "war criminal," demonstrators carried signs and shouted "shame on you" at people attending the event at a cost of 400 Canadian dollars (about 310 U.S. dollars) each.
http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2009-03/18/content_11030580.htmm
I swell with pride for our maple-leafed northern neighbors. This is Canada for pucks sake!
If they can manage this kinda crowd, just think who might show up at some of the other brilliant stops W's PR folks must have in the works?!
- Maybe a social at the next Hugo Chavez political fundraiser?
- A front row seat at the upcoming George Clooney/Brad Pitt film premiere?
- Perhaps mohito's and the mamba with Raul in Havanna?
- I know, Bush as the keynote speaker for the National Council of English Teachers! He could do some real good talkin' for them folk.
But it gets funnier. It is reported Bush was scheduled to speak "on eight momentous years in the Oval Office." A befuddling speech text considering he set a new presidential record by spending at least 500 days on vacation while in, or should I say, out of the office.
Ivan L
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Don't say I didn't warn you.
As intriguing as it may be to read clear, concise, articulate and inspiring musings from a complete stranger...I must be up front from day one: This may be an experiment that ends up on the top shelf of the closet - right next to board games with missing pieces and the gifts you should have returned but misplaced the receipts. I offer no radical or egocentric promises of skillfully crafted prose and pledge to not stalk you if you never call after the first date. Truth be told - this costs you nothing and my self esteem is pretty cheap already.
Perhaps it will be funny, insightful, honest, or just sound nice as you read it out loud in your head. If not, we'll try and make it long and arduous so you can use it as a conversation piece when the topics of weather and sports leave you little to complain about.
But let's think positively...shall we?
Ivan L
Perhaps it will be funny, insightful, honest, or just sound nice as you read it out loud in your head. If not, we'll try and make it long and arduous so you can use it as a conversation piece when the topics of weather and sports leave you little to complain about.
But let's think positively...shall we?
Ivan L
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