Month: August 2012

  • Unconditional Love.

    You haven’t experienced truly unconditional love until you’ve been chosen by a dog.

    We have a dog named “Bacon”.  My wife and daughter found her at the pound, a wondrous place that offers loving animals to caring people.  After bringing home this miniscule puppy, which nestled neatly within the palm of my hand, we soon entered naming negotiations…

    My wife and middle daughter were advocating the name “Blondie”.   After a single look at the little dog comfortably sleeping in my hand, I decided that since she so strongly resembled a piece of bacon, “Bacon” would be more appropriate.  My wife then made the mistake of calling a family vote.  {A mistake, since I have no qualms about manipulating matters to suit myself. :)}.

    With my wife, Suzanne, and our middle daughter, Dannielle, comfortably resting upon the laurels of a sure win, I took my son and youngest daughter aside, in order to explain the obscure construct of “voting” to them.

    “A vote,” I explained, “is a great thing.  Everyone’s opinion counts equally.  It’s nothing like normal, where your Mom makes the decisions and we all pretend to like it.”

    Both nodded sage agreement.

    Having adeptly planted the seeds of discontent, I went on to explain a little about the nature of the particular vote we were so lucky to have, “We get to choose the name for our new dog!  Your mom and sister want to name her Blondie…”  I paused to let them grant this preposterous suggestion the scant consideration it was due.

    They looked at me as if to ask, ‘Is that not a fine name for a dog?

    I nodded slowly before continuing “… which is a perfectly good name for a dog, after all many people have named their dogs ‘Blondie’.”  They smiled, and nodded.  This was true.

    But…”  Both immediately recognized the caveat they so often used to explain that which was self-evident to any reasonable person.  With their full attention upon me, I went on “…but since she is a unique dog, maybe she should have a unique name.”  A pause, and a smile as I conjured the dog’s image with words,  “She looks just like a piece of fresh bacon, doesn’t she?”

    Two nods of agreement.  She did indeed look very much like a piece of fresh bacon – pristine white streaked with bits of pinkish brown.

    Content, I said no more and waited till my wife called “the vote.

    I remained silent as Suzanne smiled knowingly at our favorite middle daughter, before saying, “We’re voting to name the dog.  Everyone who thinks ‘Blondie’ is a good name, raise your hand.”  Perfectly on cue two hands raised, Suzanne’s and Dannielle’s.

    Into the wide eyed surprise of my wife, I quickly said, “Or if you think ‘Bacon’ is better, then wait.”

    Only two hands remained raised, and thus did our dog win her name – Bacon.

    Bacon loves us all.  Yet some, she loves more equally than others.

    If you haven’t been adopted by a dog, take yourself off to your nearest animal shelter and see if one might bark for you.

  • Spin, worth more than contrition.

    Does spin never take a back seat with you, Mr. Akin?  Now you wish to further capitalize on your reprehensible comments about “legitimate rape” by running an advertisement that asks us to forgive you for using “the wrong words”?

    You might gain some modicum of sympathy if you were contrite and asked for forgiveness for your stupidity, or simply for making such an appalling and callous remark.  Instead you reveal your true colors – you don’t give a hoot about the victims of rape – namely the women who are raped.  No, you are now apologizing for using the wrong words in the wrong way.  I notice Mr. Akin doesn’t say “I was wrong.”  No, it’s the words that were wrong – not Mr. Akin…

    In his apology advert, Mr. Akin says “I have a compassionate heart for the victims of sexual assault. I pray for them.”  How generous!  Your prayers go a long way toward compensating them for the very real cost of the pregnancy and delivery (by the way, that is a cost in cold hard cash).  Your prayers go nearly as far in emotional reparations – in other words, precisely nowhere.

    Later in the advert, Mr. Akin states “The mistake I made was in the words I said, not in the heart I hold. I ask for your forgiveness.”  Again, you lay the blame on the words, not the person speaking them.  As to your plea for forgiveness, this is my answer:-

    To err is human, to forgive divine, since I am human you don’t get mine!

    Mr. Akin, I don’t believe you are worthy of forgiveness until you acknowledge YOU are wrong – completely and utterly wrong.  Perhaps others see this the same way as me, perhaps not.  The polls will tell, and it’s pretty obvious the polls are the only thing you truly care about.

  • Legitimate rape.

    While driving to work yesterday morning, I overheard a snippet on the radio about someone who said that raped women could somehow prevent themselves becoming pregnant.  I was appalled, so I researched it last night.

    I’m blogging about it now because, sadly, this kind of unmitigated nonsense has a nasty way of being spun until it disappears from existence over time.  The following is my personal opinion, as is every other post I write.

    The fool who alleged this nonsense turned out to be Missouri Congressman Todd Akin.  Since I like knowing the facts, I took the time to listen to precisely what he said, and the tone and context in which he said it.  (Mr. Akin is already trying to put spin on this, my comments on that later).

    I transcribed exactly what I heard, becoming more and more appalled with each pass through the audio (I’m a terrible typist and had to listen to his bile at least twenty times.)  For those of you interested it is on the “Jaco Report”, starting at about the 4:00 minute mark in the second clip on http://fox2now.com/2012/08/19/the-jaco-report-august-19-2012/

    They are talking about the circumstances in which abortion should be legal.

    Interviewer: What about in the case of rape, should it be legal or not?

    Congressman Todd Akin: “Well, you know, uhh uhh people always want to try and make that as how do ya, how do ya slice this particularly tough sort of ethical question.  It seems to me, first of all from what I understand from doctors that’s really rare, if it’s a legitimate rape the female body has a way of shutting that whole thing down.”

    My comments:  I’m disgusted about everything Mr. Akin said.

    Firstly, the question is a simple one.  Should abortion be legal in the case of rape?  This is NOT a “particularly tough sort of ethical question”.  It is an extremely simple question, that a simple Yes, or No serves perfectly well to answer.  You are being asked for your opinion, Mr Akin.   Yes, or No?

    Next. “It seems to me, first of all from what I understand from doctors that’s really rare,…”  Mr. Akin allegedly got this “information” from doctors, plural?  OK, bring out these doctors and let them turn into pariahs, just as you are rapidly and most deservedly becoming.

    Next.  “if it’s a legitimate rape”  Rape is NEVER legitimate.

    Next. “the female body has a way of shutting that whole thing down.”  No. Just NO!  The bodies of female mammals do not have natural, inherent mechanisms to prevent pregnancy, other than abstinence.  If both parties are fertile at the time of intercourse, the female is likely to become pregnant.  Yes, she may spontaneously abort if the fetus is not viable, but she has no control over that either.  She cannot shut down “that whole thing”. What grade level are you Mr. Akin?  Does using stupid euphemisms like “that whole thing” do the question of rape and its long-term effects justice?

    Mr. Akin later prepared and released a statement about the interview.  This was not an apology, but more political spin.  My comments appear in italics after each paragraph.

    Akin, “As a member of Congress, I believe that working to protect the most vulnerable in our society is one of my most important responsibilities, and that includes protecting both the unborn and victims of sexual assault.  In reviewing my off-the-cuff remarks, it’s clear that I misspoke in this interview and it does not reflect the deep empathy I hold for the thousands of women who are raped and abused every year.  Those who perpetrate these crimes are the lowest of the low in our society and their victims will have no stronger advocate in the Senate to help ensure they have the justice they deserve.”

    If you believe protecting the vulnerable is important, then get off your high horse and do it – by starting with the women who are raped.

    Your remarks were not “off-the-cuff”, I listened to what you said over twenty times and there is no doubt in my mind that you had prepared and rehearsed every word.

    “the thousands of women who are raped and abused every year” WOW!!!!  What universe do you live in Mr. Akin, because is not the one the Earth occupies.  Thousands of women?  Millions would be much closer to the mark.

    “Those who perpetrate these crimes are the lowest of the low” – I agree.  Precisely what do you intend to do about these “thousands” of criminals, Mr. Akin?  Oh – you are more interested in punishing their victims than the rapists?

    “their victims will have no stronger advocate in the Senate” – than whom?  Certainly not Mr. Akin, who truly believes the punishment for being the victim of rape should last said victim her entire life.

    Akin, “I recognize that abortion, and particularly in the case of rape, is a very emotionally charged issue.  But I believe deeply in the protection of all life and I do not believe that harming another innocent victim is the right course of action. I also recognize that there are those who, like my opponent, support abortion and I understand I may not have their support in this election.”

    “I do not believe that harming another innocent victim is the right course of action” – sounds laudable… unfortunately the REAL victim, namely the woman who was raped, has to carry the reminder of that crime for the rest of her life.  Compelling her to do so is far beyond cruel, it is abhorrent and despicable.

    “I also recognize that there are those who, like my opponent, support abortion and I understand I may not have their support in this election.” –  what an OFFENSIVE statement.  I absolutely do not support abortion and your inference that I do offends me deeply.  Nobody I know supports abortion. Nobody!  What many of us support is a woman’s right to choose. As for my personal belief, it is that a pregnancy resulting from consensual sex between to committed loving adults is a wonderful thing to be cherished.  A pregnancy resulting from rape does not fall within those confines.

    Furthermore, Mr. Akin, I would never dream of forcing my beliefs on any woman – she and her physician must live with their consciences in regard to any decision they make regarding abortion.

    The rest of Mr. Akin’s statement had nothing to do with the issue of rape, and I will not include it here.

    In summary, here is the Tweet I posted this morning:-

    Legitimate rape? Unless sex is consensual, conscious, un-coerced and between adults, it is rape. Rape is never “legitimate”, Mr. Todd Akin.

  • Friendship

    I have very few people that I would truly term “friends”.  I have many acquaintances, and many people I like enough to spend hours or even days with.  But true friends?  Were I to count them in the age old method… well, suffice it to say I would have fingers to spare – on my first hand.

    Now, I’m no social animal, and quite likely have fewer friendships than those who are – yet I don’t think the difference will be as great as might be imagined.

    What is it that makes for true friendship?  Simply liking someone, and having them like you in return, is not enough.  The bond of friendship is far more powerful than that.

    What other factors are needed, and how important are they?

    Respect, vital.  Without respect you can’t possibly be real friends.  Losing respect destroys friendship.

    Trust, critical.  Personally, I think this might be the most important element.  You have to be able to trust them not to judge you when you reveal your deepest, darkest secrets.

    Time, important.  Friendship takes an investment of time – how much time is not as important as granting it when it’s needed.

    Commitment, important.  This is tied to trust.  You have to remain committed to your friends, and know they are committed to you.  Commitment doesn’t mean they blindly take your side.  It means both of you are committed to the well-being of the other, and if you see the other making a poor choice you’ll warn, or even stop them.  A friend who remains silent when you do something stupid, is no friend at all.

    One of the interesting things about the friendships I have and hold dear, is that massive periods of absence can pass with no contact.  Yet when we get back in touch, it’s like no time has passed at all, we simply pick up and carry on.

    Friendship is truly special, treasure yours – however many, or few, you have.

  • Work…

    The priorities people set are strange.  At almost any social gathering, the greetings exchanged between new acquaintances includes information about work.  “What do you do?”, or “I’m a blah blah de blah.”

    Why are we defined by the work we do, and not the things we’ve done?  I’m as guilty of this foolishness as anyone.  For a long time I’ve chosen my jobs (including the one I’ve held for the last six years) for altruistic reasons, yet in so doing I’ve defined myself by the work I’m doing – not the things I do.

  • Make a difference.

    Some people have a profound impact on our lives, while remaining utterly unaware.

    In my life, one such person was a certain Miss Earl – a high school teacher.  The impact she had on me was twofold, firstly physical, second, fanning the flames of another passion entirely – my love of English as a medium for abstract expression.

    I’m likely looking at the past through rose tinted spectacles, but I recall having a monumental crush on a gorgeous, hawk nosed young lady and doing the only thing I could to make a positive impression on her – putting substantially more effort into English than I did most subjects.  I doubt she ever noticed me amongst the pack of uniformed youths traversing her class, namely English Literature.  A litany of boys who grew, before her aging eyes, into young men.

    Teachers have a chance at immortality in the hearts of the young people they help shape.  Fill your time with students with passion, and be remembered forever.  Fill it with rote lessons and be forgotten, cast out of consideration, and without a second thought.

    To all the former, Miss Earl standing high amongst them, thank you!

    To the latter… I’ve forgotten you, and care not conjure memories of indifference.

  • All the same?

    I’m in the process of reading a forthcoming translation of an ancient Chinese legend.  I’m not editing it, simply making a few minor suggestions as to fundamental differences of a cultural nature that might confuse western readers.  During an apologetic, explanatory email to the author / translator I made an observation that startled me, before granting me an insight.

    I said “We’re all people, and often make the mistake of thinking that as such we’re the same – we are not.  The thinking process of our parents and peers definitely modifies the way we look at things.”

    True to form, as is so often the case with these types of things, a few hours later I found myself listening to an audio book titled “Unbroken” by Laura Hillenbrand.  Within it, she raised the national indoctrination of the people of Japan prior to the Second World War.  The militaristic government set out to pervert an ancient, rich and wonderful culture – essentially twisting their own history to convince the Japanese people that brutality, bloodshed and cruelty were acceptable forms of behavior when used against the inferior nations.  The war crimes perpetrated as a result of this indoctrination must reign right up there with those perpetrated by Nazi Germany.  And guess what?  Hitler did precisely the same thing to the Germans – dehumanizing the Jews and rendering any behavior toward them “acceptable”.

    What have we learnt from history?  Sadly what history all too often teaches us – that we don’t learn from history.  Genocide is occurring in multiple regions of the world today.  In most of those cases the “enemy” is dehumanized, while the cruelty of the oppressors is lauded.  Look at the horrific behavior of multiple Islamic factions who delight in brutal beheadings.   And now, before you nod your head in outraged agreement, look in the mirror and ask yourself how you feel about Muslims…

    How do you feel about people whose skin is a little duskier than our own, whose hair is darker, whose noses are larger, whose facial hair is thicker, who dare to worship a different deity?  Do those differences render them somehow less human?

    A little shame faced?  Discard the rhetoric we have shoved down our throats on a daily basis, then ask the question again – but this time emphasize how you, personally, feel.

    Is the answer the same as it was moments ago?  I truly hope not.

    Now, I leave you with a final thought.  Eugenics is alive, strong, morally reprehensible, and utterly impartial.

  • Ticks, and Tacks.

    Navy tacks that is, as in ships zigging and zagging.

    I’m feeling energized right now.  About three days ago, while lying in bed in the early hours of the morning, mopping and drenched in the cold sweat of self-doubt, liberally lathered with self-pity… I had an inspiration.

    Something has been troubling me about my epic series, Malmaxa, for well over a month.  In fact pretty much since the afterglow of releasing the second book in the series, namely “The Pilgrimage”.  Initially I attributed this to the usual slump I feel after finally reaching some significant goal (well, significant to me if not anyone else).  However as the days drew on I realized this was much more serious than a little slump.  It was debilitating, distressing and distracted me from working on the third Malmaxa novel, to be titled “Vengeance Cost”.

    Frankly, I started panicking about the problem.  Thoughts I had seriously screwed up simply wouldn’t let go.  Then the “revelation”…  After lying in bed till time to rise arrived, I had the basis of a completely new thought, and a completely different novel.  I started working on it immediately, and sent the first 900 words – rank, raw, and entirely unedited – off to Amy a few hours later.

    In the days since, the idea has blossomed, and my three finger typing has caused callouses on my elbows, a crick in my neck, and a glow in my heart…

    Here is a quote from that early work, which I tweeted a little while ago “Well, what little the future truly encompassed – for was not war a small angry little word, embraced by small angry little men?”  Yes, I know that sounds pretty familiar to anyone who has read any of Malmaxa – I make no excuse for the way my words work.  However, this new novel is nothing like Malmaxa.  To prove that, here’s another quote from the early work, “Heads would roll over that incident – the navy didn’t take kindly to losing a billion dollars’ worth of advanced, top secret technology.”

    Piqued your interest?  If so visit again sometime, or follow me on twitter, where I occasionally post silly little thoughts, stolen from a simple little mind – my own.