May 9th, 2004

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ah yes... mothers day... may 9, a sunday. :D



Happy Mothers Day
(those are the roses I'm taking to my mommy... :D)

This picture :::::::::::::::[ right here ]:::::::::::::::: is the image that I put in a nice wee frame (a significantly larger version of the picture, btw) for the boys to include with their gifts to Z this morning... Getting them to sit on the sofa and convincing Edward to not pull a face... was a labour of love... Man that boy hates having his picture taken... :D

Now... let me wax poetically for a just a moment...

You are the foundations of love and strength in a family
The hero in the shining little eyes that regard you
There will never be enough words to express the thanks
Or ways to say that I love you.


There are so many moms on my friends pages... in fact, hooking up with moms and sharing the experiences they have with their children is pretty much the most "central theme" to my entire journal experience... Sure, there's loads of other things... wonderful friends, outstanding laughter and insightful sharing of thought... but the extension of my world to the world of your families has been a joy like none other in my life.
So, when I say Happy Mothers Day, and when I say Thank You For Sharing... please know in your heart that the words come from the deepest part of mine and my wishes are as sincere as wishes can get.  May good health and great happiness find a way to wrap around your world.

wearing
~ hmmm... pj pants...
~ a t and an old p-z sweater...
~ you know... stuff I dragged on when I fell out of bed...
planning
~ shower and shave...
~ actual clothes...
~ Suz and Geo have their last TKD class before belt-testing...
~ outside? it's a nice day and there's more ... always more... yard work to be done.
~ we're begging off all the Mothers Day family thing (a dinner tonight) because of the "fifths" thing... but I'll visit my mom this afternoon. :D
~ Survivor Season Finale is tonight... a painful three freaking hours to find the final survivor...
wishing
~ to shout a little "congrats" out to aristophren on the jury score...
~ for some tooth ouch relief to captain-k... er... circlek...
~ and (big surprise) that I had time to cruise through yesterdays friends list...
~ if something wonderful happened... would you tell me? come on... :D

Hey... A little something escaped my comment last week... and now it's time to make a huge shout out to a wonderful couple on my friends list...
Congratulations out to bosox and his lovely wife kea on the birth of Evan (who's middle name is Andrew... :D :D) on May 1st. May this truly be a mothers day of great joy for you Katie... and I sincerely hope all remains well your littlest addition and that you feel wonderful. 
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Ok... it's Sunday... a day for reflective thought.
This is more reflection on the news-of-the-world stuff that occupies my head.
Don't feel like I'll bite if you disagree... if you think I'm whack and prefer to ignore idiots... cool.
If you have something to say... I will listen.
I am writing because there is so many conflicting issues at play that I cannot collect myself without trying to write about it.


//rant on
I cannot condone torture… but neither can I condone war. 
Apparently we do both.
Am I surprised?
Not even a little.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

Sage advice that... it guides us well in our day to day dealings with the world.

There are those that say these words should guide men-at-arms...
that times of war are only palatable if we stand on ceremony, maintain valor and respect the conventions set out to govern the way we wage war.

Those would be people that need to wake the fuck up and pour themselves a steaming hot cup of "what planet are you on?"

When prim and proper British dune warriors faced off against the fuzzy wuzzies, The Sudan was littered with their prim and proper mutilated corpses...

When they marched across Afghanistan, they were decimated, one sun-burned, tired soldier at a time... and those endings were gruesome in ways that we cannot begin to imagine.

Contemporary cinema gets a lot of stuff wrong, but there is a litany of war movies that drive home, factually, the truth of war; it is a sickening exercise in testosterone fueled aggression.

The movie "The deer hunter" is a true story...
Did you see Platoon?
What about Apocalypse Now?

No, I'm not holding those films out as historical factoids...
stop being picky... I'm making a point. 

They can make all the rules they want and we can become armchair luminaries at will but mankind has never effectively waged war with white gloves and we're not about to start now.

Make no mistake, this is a good thing. Don't you dare assume that war can be cleaned up and made lovely... or that soldiers will behave as if on a parade ground with flags-a-waving or that their enemies will elect a high road at the cost of victory. War is a bloody business and it should never be anything less... It is a sickening, pathetic and utterly-without-merit means of conducting foreign affairs or global politics. Men who long ago forgot how to make peace have built a cultural reality out of making war and doing it with white gloves just makes me want to puke.

Clearly we are being exposed to awful truths in the reproduction of those prison photographs... but they are nothing new and the behavior they describe will not vanish just because we are disgusted.

We talk about the high standards we hold our armies to... and how despicable the demoralizing treatment of those iraqi prisoners was... yet we sit around and watch the news with a smirk while hospitals, schools, shopping malls, and homes are bombed into the stone age, let alone the citizens aka collateral damage.

We count American dead and then complain about the soldiers handling of an enemy combatant.  We sit still for unreported numbers of iraqi deaths and cheer the fueling up of helicopter gun ships when our soldiers are hacked to death in public squares...

The hypocrisy is rampant.

We do not even know if those pictures are real... and don't scoff... any number of theories can bring to focus complex motivations behind the falsification or the elective slipping out of that news. We congratulate the military for committing to the punishment of those involved... but what will they be punished for? Behaving the way they did? or for taking pictures? 

And as for our disgust... it seems we are rather easily manipulated. The treatment of prisoners has been well reported by various watch groups... but totally ignored until the pictures show up.

I am reminded of the 1980's media darling; The Artic Seal Hunt. Talk, talk, talk, talk .... then show us a baby seal being clubbed to death and we're all action.  Turns out the Save The Seals folks staged the picture-taking episode.  And don't get me started on what happened to northern cod stocks after it became a faux pas to kill the little cod eating seals.

To sum up today’s mini rant...
Don't tell my you're against torture unless you are ready to tell me you're against war.
Don't tell me you think war should be fought with rules... tell the orphans of war and let me know how that goes.
Don't blame the few soldiers that happened to be captured on film... when you know full well they are part of a well oiled military machine that tells those soldiers how to tie their shoes, and anything else they do.
Don't believe everything you see ...
and never... EVER... fight a land war in Asia.
//rant off
shrek

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I've been taken out by the sorting hat...

that is to say...
I knelt down in the kids play room...
and, in a most unfortunate turn of balance, ended up with all my wieght on my left knee...
which was busy making a sammich out of a lego "sorting hat" specialty lego piece between my knee and the carpet.

you cannot imagine the agony...
... well, maybe you can...
what do I know. :D
the hand

:)

To those that are into the inquisitive side of living in a world that is quickly becoming a paint by numbers poster of religious influence, reading up on some of the headline-getters is old hat...
I, however, am only newly arrived on the good ship "get answers" after spending far too long at sea with my questions.

So, in that pursuit, I just happened across ::::::[this]:::::: "visual" exploration of just what Scientology is all about. Clearly it's a biased presentation but so what... it's still puts some frame to the larger question of just what the fuck is this scientology crap all about...

I know Tom Cruise, and Vinni Bobarino are in it... but what? I know nothing really...

I read a newspaper story about the end of Fraiser (TV Show). It had some trivia bits in it... one was "which one of these people didn't make an appearance on Fraiser."... and the answer turns out to be Kirstie Alley and the explanation is that "Kirstie is a Scientologist. She has serious objections to any portrayal of psychology in a positive light." Well that totally got me wondering.  A few clicks later and I'm reading all about the Scientology versus the ASS (Association of Shrinks and Semi-Shrinks).  They don't get along at all...

Any way... that link up there is kinda neat... it's hosted at http://www.xenu.net/index.html (Operation Clambake).  Very interesting site.
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