Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Seeing death

Every once in a while I have smacked the life out of an insect. Heck, I've even inadvertently killed gnats while riding my bike or on my windshield whooshing down the roadway. I have seen these deaths. And tonight I saw one that was a bit closer to home.

On my way back from work on Tuesday night I happened to be passing a spot where people often gather on the Northwest corner of Cedar Lake, where the Cedar Lake Trail crosses under Cedar Lake Parkway. It is kind of a serene, placid place, until yesterday. Now, for me, it will be a reminder of where I experienced the death of one of my human travelers.

A man, I did not know him nor did I ever see his face, was lying on the ground, his body crumpled from having fallen (that is about as graphic as I will get), was involuntarily breathing his last breath as myself and others stood around, helpless to do anything. His life ended in front of all of us and we could do nothing but vainly call for help. By the time the help had arrived, it was too late.

But all of us, trying to do what little we knew what to do, were affected. I am not saying that we were any type of victim of this accident, just witnesses. But the thoughts could nothing but occupy my mind: Someone lost a loved one and nothing could be done to change that.

I have not experienced much death in my life. I have been fortunate in this, very fortunate. And seeing what I did, I can only move forward and appreciate what I have, the life I usually take for granted. This man could well have been me or anyone. And, because it wasn't, I must do my best to not take this short span of time as if it is a guarantee.

From this point on, every time I ride along this point, I will remember the life I saw extinguished. It will be a reminder to me to push forward.

Peace.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

This shared space

Right now someone is laughing. Right now someone is crying. A baby is born, an old person dies. A man is traveling down a road, lonely and missing his wife. A truck is being driven to it's destination full of goods from China, goods for Chinese people.

An actor is at a party chatting up a sweet young thing. An actress is trying to fall asleep because she opens on Friday. Somewhere someone rich is in a comfortable bed. Somewhere someone is sleeping on the floor.

The sun is up, the sun has long since set. Someone is making their deadline, someone is looking down at the surface of the ocean and wondering what the fish must be thinking about. A bear is rolling over in it's sleep, a dog is barking at shadows.

This is not to say that there is vast differences between the perception of these realities and what is actually taking place but to say that you can only wonder who truly takes all of this in to decide what kind of food they will consume in the morning.

I love this world, warts and all because, frankly, it is the only world I have. It is filled with all, truly, that one can imagine, even if only in the imagination of our collective thoughts.

I feel good about the world, about prospects, about coming together, connecting and, one day, shouting down those that wish to take advantage of what we don't know. I call this time the "Great Transition," if I hadn't mentioned it before. It is a time when a lot of us will become aware of how we are treated, aware of who we are and how, ultimately, we decide to share this world in common. We will, no longer, assume this and that, become more curious and question our doubts about the intentions of others.

It will be a painful process, nonetheless. We are correcting for centuries of bad behavior, for those that wield power but choose not to share the truth. We are correcting our poor habits and choices, the assumptions we made that steered us down paths, in hindsight, we would not venture again.

But let us not forget that we are not in this alone. That we have the love of our fellow creatures and the shared hope of faith that our hard work will pay of. A grand wool has been lifted from our eyes and we must cherish this for only from it can we hope to be reborn and enlightened.

And so I seek to spread my message of the future, with those that choose to listen, understand and work toward actual change. May we all open our minds to the new way, the better way, because we can only live in the here and now.

Peace.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

The scary liberal agenda

So I just happened to be tuning in today to NPR when former congressman Vin Weber came on and used the insufferable phrase "liberal agenda." My first reaction to this goes as follows: Everything you say after using this new, horrible phrase will be taken with not only a grain of salt but a massive eye roll.

You see, people who don't like "Liberals," which is to speak that this is somehow like having a disease, think that using a truly not scary term is a way to get their point across. It's not. I mean, the only feelings it conjures is that they don't want me to look at their own agenda.

Now, I understand that, you know, fear is a good driver to get your way. It makes us go to work or get annual check ups or appreciate that which we have in this world. But, when it comes to politics, it should be outlawed to pretend like your opponent is a bad guy, because they are usually not.

And, considering that most experts would agree, the present version of the American leftist popular politician is far from liberal. In fact, they are more like diet conservative. Will the constant shift to the right wing of politics, it has been said that even Conservative folk hero Ronald Reagan wouldn't pass for a conservative in this day and age. Clinton and Obama are centrists, if anything.

True Liberals are few and far between in the current administration and government. They are too afraid to be to the left because, at one point, the word "liberal" became synonymous with anti-American, which it isn't. And don't assume Democrats are leftists, because they have to pander to the populous just as much as their Republican neighbors.

I am all for socialism, a leftist policy, because, frankly, the world is too modern and things are too messed up without it. We need to take care of one another, especially with the understanding that shit happens and some people want to run roughshod over their neighbor. As I tell people, I believe to be a Republican is to love America and hate Americans.

The agenda of the right wing of any society is to pretend like self-sacrifice and selfish behavior are one in the same. It is to pretend that, if all was privatized and regulations voided that the world would be a veritable Shangri-La. Not so much. The moment we do not have social safety nets or guaranteed education, the least of us would whither from the world or, in other parts of the world, turn to villainy. Look at Somalia, look at Calcutta. Look at places where workers are exploited, where rape is used as a weapon of war. This kind of "freedom" is un-American. But that is what happens when a new line is drawn daily, pushing the person's back to the wall. You will eventually fight back or be killed.

America should, by all accounts, be better than it has become. It shouldn't be a place where the "haves" make the rules. Often times they aren't even right, just covering their own asses. And the saddest part is, for money, for access and prestige, the values of ones fellow human is compromised, a bullhorn given to the loudest shouters, the message of "you should be afraid of those that actually care" trampled upon, in the name of a not so free market.

The scariest part is that people, average humans with advantages not known by the masses, turn into characters, betraying their shared convictions so as to be seen, to be popular or to make the almighty dollar. Meanwhile well-meaning people, assuming that favor will be given to them in the future, give them the keys to kingdom.

If the "Liberal Agenda" is to make sure my fellow Americans get what they need, I am all for it. And maybe those that are being labeled should stop pretending it doesn't hurt them, because it does. When they are out of a job or watching all they worked for get trampled upon in the name of keeping the "Haves" happy, then they will truly realize they had the power all along, to grab the bullhorn and tell the talking heads to shut the hell up.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Yay and boo!!!

Yay for obesity rates not rising anymore! Boo for those not willing to understand that there body isn't for excess food storage!

Boo for Haiti earthquake!

Yay for sun shining on my world today! Boo for the general ignorance to global warming!

Yay for opportunity! Boo for putting it off!

Boo to caring about celebrities! Yay for those that use said celebrity to affect change for good!

Yay for coffee! Boo for caffeine addiction!

Yay for neat and fascinating technology! Boo for holding back and only funding ones to make money!

Boo to terrorism. You're killing the wrong people! Yay for the passive resistant, for their message will overcome!

Yay for the differences that our the shared world! Boo to the ignorant who don't see it as a positive!

Yay for social programs! Boo to those that don't see the value in shared knowledge!

Boo to politicians for only thinking of themselves! Yay for those that keep up the good fight to make this a better world!

The world is an awesome place, if you fancy being here and being a part of it. Good or bad, it is our world in common. I love being alive, just don't try to spoil it for me.

Monday, January 11, 2010

A shovel-ready world

There are a lot of innovators and innovations out there in this world. It is apparent, by the fact that humanity has survived this long, that we know a thing or two about survival.

But, in that thought, how we are we doing at thriving?

An individual is held aloft as an example of success or failure. Somewhere, along the way, someone saw fit to give resources to someone they believed could do this or that. Whether it be someone who can balance the books of a store or can disassemble and reassemble a machine without affecting it's ability to work.

Along these lines, humanity has failed it's lesser strong. While we hold up the strong and bemoan the weak, we forget that we are a global village, of sorts. Long gone are the inability to have little knowledge of our neighbors and co-inhabitants. Turn on the television, internet or radio. There we are. In our voices, in our actions, our story is told and told again. We do things and we move about the planet, fat and happy.

Somewhere along the line, however innocent the transgression, we forgot to prop up the weak. Sure, we have safety nets, in some, not all, places but the idea of living is lost on the majority of those deemed successful.

Effort is something that seems to have it's origin in the genetic tree. Where, at once, our ancestors were successful at not only passing along our genes but making sure the next generation gets to keep going, it was supposed to be a tool to teach those next to us how to be successful as well. No cheating, no cutting corners, just honest work that brought about resources. And, after the effort, we got to benefit but the effort.

But, in today's world, a lot of that simple effort is lost on the fact that we must push beyond that which we find mundane. We must also do a lot of maintenance, lest we lose what we have. This is the information we wish to learn from our parents, our elders.

Getting back to my original point, their is a lot of innovation out there that is ready to benefit those who already know but need that fiscal push over the top. It is just unfortunate that those who could really use the boost, those that got left behind by time, will not be the benefactors, or will truly understand why they never got the chance.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Worst blogger ever

I think the Facebook status update has transformed my writing. No longer can I even visit this site for over two months, even if I have something to write about, because I find my interests constantly changing.

That's an interesting idea: The constance of change in interests affects the modern human more than ever.

With access, something that used to be only for the select few but now seems only natural, we are given all the choices at once and told to decide on doing this, that or the other thing. Of course that only comes to those with access. Computers or television or radio get to be in on the information. So, I guess, the access is just different. You still have to pay for it, in some way, and you also have to know what to do with it once you have it.

I have heard it said we have "information overload." Yes, I can agree. However, we have the freedom of choice to unplug and forget about all that information. Some of us become access addicts, really. I love my news in the morning, stalking my friends and co-workers on Facebook and, generally, being "in on the know."

But I have this sinking feeling it can lead me and others to losing that which is ourselves: Who we are. Sure, it can help up have great conversations or work on helping us form opinions but, if not taken carefully, it can overcome our BS meters and force us into becoming blinded to a second side to a story.

I think a good step back, every now and again, does us good, especially considering just how things have been going.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Something actually worth writing about

So, here I am on the eve of taking an improv class. I have never taken such a thing but I can remember playing the game "freeze" in high school.

So I am going to what I believe is the best spot in town, hoping to both learn and prosper. I figure I am sometimes funny and I know a lot about the world so I guess I just need to think about confidence.

Over the past years I have had no real reason to feel confident.I am working at a job I don't want, living in an apartment I don't like and hanging out with people I really don't want to.

But this one is for me so I am looking forward to it. Credit card be damned (I will regret later saying)!

In my quest to experience life, I think this will be a good venture to see if I can interpret what I have seen. Granted, most of what I have seen is in small doses or on television...

That's it! That is why they say that people who want to write shouldn't watch so much television. It is because it is a medium that only gives you a visual glimpse into reality that is already "produced." Therefore, if you were to only watch television, these are mostly made up characters. Emulation is futile because no one would really act in such a manner.

Sorry, blog that only I read. I didn't mean to jump around. I just saw something and went for it.

Peace.