Can you hear me?
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
I am appalled by the war in Iraq. I am not a pacifist but I just think that we need to find peaceful solutions to problems if we want peace as the outcome. Kind of like drinking water for a headache instead of taking a barbiturate. Some solutions cause new problems. Violence, no matter how justified it might seem, begets violence. What does it say in the bible? I’m not religious but isn’t turning the other cheek one of the biggies. It seems that the people over there who we’ve “liberated” don’t have such a high opinion of us. I mean, are we really still fighting Saddam’s people or are the people we’re fighting now, actually, totally different from the people we went over to defeat.
I’m struck by how powerless I feel in this thing. I know that there are so many others who share my opinion and yet the military budgets continue soar. I’m also struck by how difficult it is to separate this situation from the historical context that it is in. These situations are hundreds of years in the making. How else can thoughtful people carry out murder.
Pseudonym
So, I’ve been thinking about TV and brain washing. Everything on TV is designed to sell you something. In order to sell you that something you need to be in that mind set. So they sell you the mind set. You need to eat this. You need to be thin. You need to be powerful. You need to be wealthy. You need to be surrounded with toys. You need to accomplish more. You need to be smarter. Because they need to keep selling, you need to keep needing. You need to feel like you’re perpetually nothing.
Walk on the Water
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Hey, so I've been settling in to Dad life. It's cool. I've actually been having more fun since than before. None of this, "Your life as you know it is gone". That's a Bill Murray quote from Lost in Translation. I mean Me and the Stash and the Z girl went to bashes all summer, built a barn, did chores, worked. Hazel was seriously popular at shindigs.
Anyway, so this song is about my commute. The one that ends when it snows. When they heep the gravel pile on. After that I gotta go around and over the covered bridge through Dummerston. Man, life sure has changed since I used to take the N to the 6. I get NY news on the sattelite and I'm still fascinated by those arteries back home. Meanwhile, I get Morning Edition goin', I'm eatin' toast.......drinkin' french roast. Twenty two bumpy minutes later and I'm at work. The VW has survived it so far. I just have to make sure that I honk around blind corners because the Brookline side is more one lane than two. Down to Putney and passed the Green Mountain orchard. No problems parkin'.
Chocolate Bar
