Sunday, November 9, 2008
There is Nothing Quite like Hope
Sometimes I hate politics... sometimes I lose faith in democracy. Sometimes I think I'm an arrogant ass, sometimes that those around me are morons. Most of the time I just wish people would take a bit more interest in politics, that they would just care a little more. Care to take the time to do some research, to vote on the issues and not the personality of a candidate, to vote on more than one issue. Sometimes the system depresses me, and what depresses me more is that I have no real solution to any of the problems inherent in it. Yet, this isn't one of those times... for once, I just feel happy, because after what seems like an eternity I feel like I have won. I feel there is something to look forward to, for once I have hope.
Barrack Hussein Obama is President-Elect, defeating a craggy old candidate who I liked so much more when he was just a Senator from Arizona and who I have a feeling I will like a lot more now that he's just that once again. I don't really think that the Washington establishment will change, but that was never why I wanted Obama to win in the first place. But at least there is a little hope for once.
I'm not going to go through his platform and explain why I voted for him, but just enjoy the moment. For now I just want to say that on election night I felt optimistic again. Seeing the scenes from all over the country, from all over the world of people jubilant was amazing. To see so many people happy because they believed something great had happened, voting for something positive, rather than because they were afraid.
The United States has taken a huge step toward wiping away the remnants of slavery and segregation. But it is bigger than just that, what I am most proud of is that this is a resounding denunciation of the idea that "American" means WASP or hick. Yes, the goal is that someday we will be able to elect a black man and that won't be anything special, but we are finally on the right path. For once the President is something more than a white Christian male. Someday we'll elect a woman, a Muslim, or an Atheist. And someday none of those categories will matter.
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character" -Martin Luther King, Jr.
Hopefully this election truly is the resounding defeat of the Christian Coalition that it seems and that social conservatism will die with them. Hopefully the Republican party can transform into something more akin to what it once was, can transform into a party focused on a capitalism tempered by The New Deal. While I doubt I'll agree with such a party much, at least I'll be able to respect it.
Someday maybe Owen Meany will be wrong, that people will look around themselves and care more than what is effecting them that very instant. We as a people, need to fight for what we believe in again and stop the infringing upon our freedoms. I truly believe that November 4th, 2008 was a huge step in that direction. We have a long way to go, but I have never been prouder of this country.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Battle Hymn of a Loser
- John Adams
We were promised the world and today we lost it. But things could be much worse. We lived through Bush and plenty of others lived through Nixon. And that’s where I’m at now: ready to live through Nixon and the Vietnam War.
Friends of mine have told me that if the Democrats lost this race they’d leave the country. To each one of them I asked the same question, “when?” When you’re done with school? When you have the money? When it gets a little worse? It’s an unrealistic threat they make.
How much of our anger is real? As much as we may complain about the Bush administration and the U.S. government we didn’t riot in the streets in 2000 when the election was stolen- we were a civilized group of losers. We played into American mythos and to the thief went the spoils.
It should come as no surprise that we’ve been indoctrinated but there’s something about our sense of Democracy that seems genuine- inherent in us as Americans. Which is why it’s so upsetting when our Democracy fails us.
It’s unrealistic (and un-American) to abandon a burning ship. We’re Americas and no mater how fast our ship might sink to us the rest of the world is a sea full of rats. We stand by our flag until the end and fill ourselves with rage and cynicism. And I’m ready for that anger. I’m ready to live through Nixon and come out the other side, more aware than ever of the lies we’re told and the brown people we’ve killed. I’m ready to become Thompson and Ginsberg and the Beatles fueled by injustice and absurdity. I want to suffer all the slings and arrows of this once great nation. I want to feel alive if not through jubilation and joy than through suffering and martyrdom.
Even now if Bush were to apologize I’d forgive him. If America were to apologize I’d forgive them too. And if not… Well, by 2040 it’s expected the whites will be a minority race, the country will be hot and ugly, with luck California will be gone to Arizona Bay and if not maybe we’ll have at least found some way to fix Ohio once and for all. And I’ll still be here, 55 years old and angry as hell.
“He piled upon the whale’s white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart’s shell upon it.”
-Herman Melville
Monday, October 6, 2008
Back from the Banned
1. Alvin Schwartz
2. Judy Blume
3. Robert Cormier
4. J.K. Rowling
5. Michael Willhoite
6. Katherine Paterson
7. Stephen King
8. Maya Angelou
9. R.L. Stine
10. John Steinbeck
As for me I spent my weekend relaxing with a bit of Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, the cheeky fucker.

CML
Saturday, July 12, 2008
My letter to Wendy
Inc. One Dave Thomas Blvd.
Dublin, OH 43017
Dear Wendy’s Corporation,
Tonight, at 11:50 P.M., I attempted to walk through the drive ‘‘thru’’ at one of your locations and was denied service. When I asked if my money was no good at the establishment for some reason I was told that no, it was in fact very good, if only I were in a car. After asking to see a manager this point was reiterated to me through a closed drive ‘thru’ window with no further explanations.
Several minutes later, after walking a short half-mile home, I got into my car and drove myself back to your restaurant. After waiting ten minutes in line I paid, with exact change with US bills issued by the Federal Reserve, $3.81 for a Spicy Chicken Sandwich. I also asked to speak to the restaurant’s manager. When the manager opened the drive ‘thru’ window to me I informed her that I had twenty minutes earlier been denied service a the location because I was not in a car and asked her why this was. She informed me in turn that I was denied service because of two safety risks: 1) A footed drive ‘thru’ costumer posed a risk of robbery to the store, and 2) that a footed drive ‘thru’ costumer posed a danger to themselves (as they could be hit, run over, or crushed by other automotive endowed patrons of the drive ‘thru’.)
To these explanations several question has arisen in my head to which I would appreciate your answers. 1) Can I not also rob or “hold-up” one of your Wendy’s locations in a car instead of on foot? Is a footed robber more dangerous than a robber who posses a vehicle which allows for both a speedy get away and the protection of a fortified mobile crime headquarters? 2) If I am struck while on foot or on bicycle while in your Wendy’s location drive ‘thru’ am not I the one at fault? Or better yet for my situation is not the operator of the vehicle that struck me at fault? To that I will also add the clause of point 2.5) If your corporation is at fault when I am struck by a vehicle while standing idly waiting in your drive ‘thru’ are you also at fault when I am rear ended or rear end another patrol of your location while I am in a vehicle myself? If you are at fault for this I think you should consider obtaining a better cabinet of lawyers because I am afraid you are being taken advantage of.
And 3) what am I supposed to do if I do not own an automobile? I consider myself lucky enough to own an automobile and live in this great country where instead of walking a short half-mile to the nearest Wendy’s location I can instead drive myself there. But I must wonder about those poor people who do not share this same luxury as you and I do. The manager of your Wendy’s location informed me that the dinning room in open until 10 o’clock. Are patrons who do not own a car unable to eat at your restaurants after 10 o’clock P.M., is there money ‘no good’ after a certain point in the evening? (I would like to point out as well that this very day I paid more for a gallon of gasoline [$4.17] than I did for the Spicy Chicken Sandwich I bought from your restaurant [$3.81]. However, this a price I am wiling to pay for the deliciousness of the soggy chicken and white welted lettuce of your restaurant’s chicken sandwiches. While I did wait in the drive ‘thru’ line for ten minutes I made sure to turn off my engine as I did because while I do not mind paying the price in money to drive to your restaurant I do mind the ecological impact it may have on the planet.) It is for this reason that I would also like to add the clause to my third question of question 3.5) Are you in anyway associated with ‘Big’ automotive or ‘Big’ automotive lobbyists?
And my fourth and final question: Would you walk somewhere you could drive?
Thank you.
C.M., private citizen"
Friday, June 27, 2008
The Audacity
“Even if you never met him, you know this guy. He’s the guy at the country club with the beautiful date, holding a martini and a cigarette that stands against the wall and makes snide comments about everyone who passes by.”
-Karl Rove on Barack Obama
How is it that rich white men the country over are able to misconstrue intelligence, integrity, and poise as arrogance. Oh how far we've come that a black man raised by a single-mother and married to a woman from south Chicago can too be an elitists.
God bless this land of opportunity.
-cml
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Friday, June 13, 2008
God's Country
Traffic is only a low rumble still and the loudest noise around me is the hydraulics of a truck cab and the hum of it’s refrigerated load. “Rolling Rock” it says in big beautiful letters above a panoramic blue-green rocky mountain scene I’ve never been to. I’d like to go out west, to the real west that lies past this old thought Midwest. I don’t especially like the idea of the West Coast, but I’d very much like to see the Pacific Ocean and those mountain ranges. The idea of the ocean doesn’t particularly impress me because of its size and grandeur, the great lakes ruined that for me at a young age. Never again will any body of water be anything more than a lake to me; I’ve peered out across lakes and seen nothing but more lake on the other side. And, I’ve done it from both Chicago and West Michigan looking back across at myself. I’d like to see the Pacific Ocean because of the name I imagine. I’d like to see a peaceful sea and imagine the orient on its other side. Worlds divided I guess. I’ve seen the Atlantic Ocean already and when I did I had all the salt that’s ever been a part of it stuffed right up my nose and down my throat. When I swam in it I was still so young that I had trouble opening my eyes underwater and it sure didn’t help me any. It was nice though, like going to a grandparent's house; someplace you know your family came from, seeing where your father slept and shared a closet for a room with his brother, seeing that vague place where your mother’s mother’s mother sailed over and on. In all the pictures I’ve seen of the west the mountain line in the background is what strikes me the most. Frontier land doesn’t stretch out forever in every direction; it’s cut up by ridges and pitfalls as far as I can see. Seeing pictures of those blue and white mountains is deceiving when you’re a child; there isn’t any way to tell where they end and because of that every town you see can give off the impression that it’s in a cradle of American bounty, set up and protected in a basin of God’s country’s very own best rocks. Where I grew up things looked to be in a basin themselves, surrounded on all sides by old industry. Steel mills, salt hills, burning blue-flamed oil towers; after a while it starts to look like the rest of the land, like it too was thrust up from the soil and rocks when the earth was still young and eons cooling. It’s hard to say if it’s any older than the rest of this place, especially when it was all already here by the time I showed up.
I rode my bike back home and left it in the garage on its kickstand. Looking at the red-lined clouds is like looking at the delicate red blood veins in a milky white eye. Everything just looks so clean and clear before that. The sky is infectious and all the air in my world is the same muted pale blue it’s been all morning and I start to wonder, “Is this God’s country?” Walking back inside I notice one last thing: those same road side gnats I picked off my shirt last night after running are stuck all up and down my arms now in the red blond downy hair. I pick them each out, one by one flicking them back in the direction of the road before I walk back inside and begin taking off my shoes in the front room of my parent's house. Oh happy new day.
caleb
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Religion? Pfft
'There is a resolution in the House of Representatives currently that attempting to create an "American Religious History Week.” Specifically, the aim is to affirm "...the rich spiritual and religious history of our Nation's founding and subsequent history and expressing support for designation of the first week in May as 'American Religious History Week' for the appreciation of and education on America's history of religious faith." In this resolution is a list of ties between church (specifically the Christian church) and state over the history of this country and the forming thereof. This list seems to be provided as evidence that since in the past there have been ties between the Christian faith and government that this trend should continue.
Three Points of Idiocy in this Resolution:
1) The first amendment CLEARLY states "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof..." This resolution clearly respects the establishment of Christianity... simple as that.
2) Not only does it respect the establishment of a religion, it respects the establishment of ONE religion. Besides being in violation of the first amendment, it also discriminates against everyone of a minority religion, or those without religion.
3) The resolution also states that Thomas Jefferson "urged local governments to make land available specifically for Christian purposes, provided Federal funding for missionary work among Indian tribes, and declared that religious schools would receive the patronage of the government," this coming from the man that was a firm believer in separation of church and state. Therefore, either this statement is false, or
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Saturday, March 22, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Liberal Media Bias
He wrote at the beginning of Common Sense that “a long habit of not thinking a thing wrong, gives it a superficial appearance of being right, and raises at first a formidable outcry in defence of custom. But the tumult soon subsides. Time makes more converts than reason.”
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Half-Mast
A flag stands for so much. History, culture, government, peoples, countries, ideas… It satisfies the universal human need for symbolism, a need to define the intangible with the concrete. It represents so much for so many people.