Change


“What a long, strange trip it’s been.”
Truckin’, by The Grateful Dead
I recently returned from an ocean trip with my fiance to the Fornicalia coast. We saw the crashing twenty-foot winter waves assaulting the cliffs of Mendocino. We stayed in a hotel with a jetted hot tub just underneath a window providing a western view to the Pacific and the jetties lining the entrance to Noyo Harbor. The photo below is what I saw through the window.
Adjacent to the tub was a gas fireplace. At dusk the gulls and other birds wheeled by at eye-level whilst the waves pounded, the surf hissed as we listened through the slightly open patio door, and we watched the sun dissolve into the horizon as the fog approached, a foghorn sounding.
And yet, despite that, there is a serious unease I sense in my world. What should be comforting and relaxing merely delayed what I somehow knew was coming, lurking, hulking, in the back of my mind. A sense of something more than myself, of anxiety, of a pressing, looming presence, that nagged at the back of my brain while I attempted to enjoy my fiance and the surroundings.
It wasn’t until I had gotten home a few nights ago that I recalled the significance of this new year; it wasn’t that I hadn’t made resolutions. No; I had made them and then, buttressed by this feeling, decided that I was going to take these resolutions most seriously. I would change my health patterns entirely.
It wasn’t until this morning that I realized the source of my bad feelings.
I awakened at 4:30 am, sat bolt upright in bed and put on my clothes. It was pitch dark outside, the pines slightly blowing. I checked the thermometer: 25-degrees. I felt enclosed, trapped in the bedroom. I had to get outside. I grabbed the keys and began driving and thinking.
And then it came to me, the reason for my anxiety: it was 2007.
In my life, as far back as I can recall, very bad things have occurred to me in years ending with the number 7. To mention a few things not too private to express in public:
  • 1977: I ended a tumultuous relationship with a serious girlfriend and lost my job;
  • 1987: I was told my wife wanted a divorce; I got into a major accident on I-5, that made my vehicle a full 2′ less wide than when issued from the factory; I was shot at twice while on my new job;
  • 1997: I had some other personal experiences that almost completely severed the relationship with my parents; I had to leave one privileged assignment for a completely demeaning assignment due to a series of political maneuvers and lies at work;
  • There were many other issues I cannot mention.
And now 2007. I have a crushing anxiety. Sleep has been minimal. I have a very bad feeling about this year. And I have a overarching sense of mortality, such that I have been re-evaluating every aspect of my life and asking various Large Questions. Important questions.
Change is in the air for me. I know not how or when, or if it will be good or bad. It is not helping that my fiance has just now been assigned to a new work schedule which leaves us with roughly one congruent day off together. I will not be able to share any more meals with her. I will be asleep when she returns from work, and I will leave for work while she sleeps. My bed was empty last night. It will be empty tonight.
There is a shoe present and I sense it is about to fall.
BZ

Resolutions for 2007: The GOP


Many people determine to make resolutions for the coming New Year; the New Year is now here. Question for you: what do you believe the GOP needs to do to remake itself for 2007? What should the GOP do in order to make itself credible, powerful and more aligned with its Conservative goals?

I have a few thoughts. To wit:

  • We need to simply spend less;
  • We need to have an enforced firm, consistent and fair ethics set;

Globally, the GOP needs to:

  • Stand up
  • Bark back
  • Bite back

The GOP seemed, to me, to have forgotten for the past 6 years what to do with Power. They need, further, to:

  • Limit government;
  • Lower taxes across the board or even create a Flat Tax;
  • Secure our borders absolutely;
  • Push for Energy Independence, starting with ANWR;
  • Defend this country from within and without.

America needs:

  • Honesty and Truth in Government;
  • Honesty and Truth in Bills: no riders on any bill whatsoever — clarity only.
  • Honesty and Truth in Funding: when specific individual bills encumber money, they can ONLY encumber money for that specific bill; the cash cannot be diverted for any other purpose;
  • Honesty and Truth in Campaigning: campaign funding limited to $100 maximum per person or corporation;

And trust me, the Democrats will not be extending hands across the aisle.

The Democrats take control of Congress this Thursday and are planning to kick Republicans under the bus from the get-go, deciding to press for new ethics rules for lawmakers (on its face, a good idea — but will ethics apply to both sides of the aisle if, in practice, at all?), a minimum wage raise (on the heels of Fornicalia’s doing precisely this, now to $7.50 from $6.75, with the City and County of San Francisco changing their minimum wage to $9.14), more cash for stem cell research and interest rate cuts on student loans.

From the Washington Post:

But instead of allowing Republicans to fully participate in deliberations, as promised after the Democratic victory in the Nov. 7 midterm elections, Democrats now say they will use House rules to prevent the opposition from offering alternative measures, assuring speedy passage of the bills and allowing their party to trumpet early victories.

This is in keeping with Pelosi saying there will be no witch-hunt committees to impeach Bush or impale him with endless investigations. Read: they will conduct endless witch-hunts and instigate endless investigations.

That was my list of GOP Resolutions for 2007.

What’s yours?

BZ

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I will be away from the Blogosphere for a bit, as I take my fiance to the Fornicalia coast for a Crab Festival, a very nice hotel, a “couples massage” and some whale watching tours.

Likely it will be raining — perhaps even horizontally so — at the coast and we are well aware of that chance. However, should this occur, we have brought books and are looking forward to spending time reading together. Ever exist in a relationship wherein you’re sufficiently comfortable that just being with that person in the same room is comforting? It’s a wonderful feeling of comfort and security. If I acquire decent photos, I’ll post some when I return.

Take care, and hold the ones you love close; never miss an opportunity to tell those you love precisely that.

Welcome to 2007 From Iran: More of the Same

Ah yes, things wouldn’t be the same without our good Iranian friend, President Ahmadinnerjacket, who deigned to ring in the new year (does Islam recognize the calendar system? Something tells me I should know this) with another standard Moonbat proclamation (along the lines of the Holocaust never occurring): “I want you to know that the Iranian nation has humiliated you many times, and it will humiliate you in future.”

Ahmadinnerjacket was responding today to the United Nations’ Security Council’s unanimous resolution, last month, to ban all countries from selling materials and technology to Iran that could contribute to its nuclear and missile programs.

The UN also froze the assets of 10 Iranian companies and 12 individuals related to those programs.

Any thoughts or feelings about the future of Iran/US relations in 2007?

BZ

Hussein and Ford


Quite truly, I did not think this event would occur. I used my biased American standards of justice and simply assumed that Hussein would utilize his lawyers in such a way as to either draw the trial into a circus aspect (which it did resemble) or into such a confused circumlocution of gibberish as to make a finding impossible. Text from this photo:

This video image released by Iraqi state television shows Saddam Hussein’s guards wearing ski masks and placing a noose around the deposed leader’s neck moments before his execution Saturday Dec. 30. 2006. Clutching a Quran and refusing a hood, Saddam Hussein went to the gallows before sunrise Saturday, executed by vengeful countrymen after a quarter-century of remorseless brutality that killed countless thousands and led Iraq into disastrous wars against the United States and Iran. (AP Photo/IRAQI TV, HO)

ABC’s Terry McCarthy wrote:

There are five men in black face masks who are visible on the gallows platform around Saddam, acting as guards. As they guide him towards the trap door and put the noose over his head, they start chanting religious slogans with the names of Moqtada al Sadr (the head of the Mahdi army, accused of organizing death squads against Sunnis) and Baqr al Sadr (the father-in-law of Moqtada). Saddam, a Sunni, is outraged at this last-minute provocation, and tells them to “go to hell.” This is generally where the two TV stations cut the video, but on at least one occasion that we saw, Arabiya allowed the video to keep rolling: The cell phone camera is jerked down to the ground, as if the person holding it had to conceal the camera, then it is slowly raised up to Saddam again, and suddenly his body shoots down through the trapdoor. At this, the Arabiya anchor came on and made a scissors symbol with two fingers with a mischievous grin on his face, as if to say that they really shouldn’t have shown that, but so be it. A cynical voyeuristic ploy, nudge nudge wink wink.

What will this mean for Iraq? What shall be the implications?

It is said that Hussein was a Sunni, but he was in truth mostly areligious. He ruled with a militaristic fist, not by the hand of Mohammad or the Koran — which he hypocritically clutched at the final moments of his life.

Our military in Iraq is on edge; some Iraqis are dancing in the streets, some are planning their revengistic strategies.

Israel worries about the fallout re perceptions of “Palestinians” and Hussein. From The Jerusalem Post:

During the first Gulf War in 1991, the Palestinians cheered Saddam’s missile attacks on Israel, chanting “Beloved Saddam, strike Tel Aviv,” as the Scud missiles flew overhead. He further endeared himself to the Palestinians during the recent uprising with Israel by giving US$25,000 to the family of each suicide bomber and US$10,000 for each Palestinian killed in fighting. The stipends amounted to an estimated US$35 million. Saddam’s support for the Palestinians, whose cause is deeply popular with Arabs throughout the Middle East, was at least partially aimed at gaining widespread support throughout the Arab world. “Saddam was a person who had the ability to say, ‘No’ in the face of a great country,” said Hosni al Ejel, 46, from the al Amari refugee camp near Ramallah.

Hussein’s death: I expected it not to come to fruition. But now that it has occurred, will it be another match lighted to the general Middle Eastern tinderbox?

My gut feelings: it won’t be the “rallying point” that many believe or hope it to be. Had Saddam Hussein been more overtly Islamic, perhaps; as it rests, it was always more about him than about Islam.
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President Ford:

Allow me to be quick and blunt: Gerald Ford was America’s 38th President. He passed away this past Tuesday, December 26th, at age 93 in Rancho Mirage, California. His family, including his wife, 88-year-old Betty Ford, was at his bedside.

Ford was the only American President to never have been elected.

He assumed the post in 1974 when Richard Nixon stepped down. He found himself facing Jimmy Carter in the 1976 election and was defeated predominantly because he granted Nixon a Presidential Pardon for his misdeeds.

He’ll likely be remembered for three things: falling or slipping in public, and two assassination attempts within three weeks of each other, conducted by two females.

On September 5th, 1975, whilst in Sacramento, California (gosh, my home town!), Lynette “Squeeky” Fromme, dressed in her finest garishly-red garments, whipped out a Model 1911 Colt .45 caliber pistol and pointed it at Ford in the park surrounding our Capitol. Though loaded with four live .45 caliber rounds, she had clearly neglected to read up on the 1911’s idiosyncrasies. Due to its single-action nature, one must first insert a loaded magazine into the well, pull back on the slide and release, in order to load a round into the chamber. Its hammer now back, one should thumb up the safety. This is known in the Colt Kingdom as Condition One. Cocked and Locked.

Squeeky, being a Blonde, thought inserting the magazine was sufficient. Sorry, old girl. That stupid move cost her Life In Prison. And oh, a wondrously alert Secret Service agent managed to insert the webbing of his hand between frame and hammer. Not that it made much difference — he was, after all, dealing with not only a Blonde but a Manson Blonde.

Second attempt on Ford:

On September 22nd, 1975, Ford visited San Francisco much to his later chagrin. Here, Sara Jane Moore, outside the St. Francis Hotel, fired one .38 caliber round from her revolver at Ford from roughly 40′ and missed. This was because a bystander named Oliver Sipple managed to grasp her arm and deflect the first round, then wrestled her to the ground and kept the revolver from firing a second time. The first round, going wild, struck the facia of the hotel and slightly injured a bystander.

Ford’s largest influence, as far as I can determine, came in the Kennedy Assassination whilst he was a Republican Minority Leader:

In 1997 the Assassination Records Review Board (ARRB) released a document that revealed that Ford had altered the first draft of the report to read: “A bullet had entered the base of the back of his neck slightly to the right of the spine.” Ford had elevated the location of the wound from its true location in the back to the neck to support the single bullet theory.[20] The original first draft of the Warren Commission Report stated that a bullet had entered Kennedy’s “back at a point slightly above the shoulder and to the right of the spine.” Despite its conclusions, the Commission’s work continues to be debated in the public arena.

What did Ford know, when did he know it, and what has been buried with his death?

What shall we truly know about the Kennedy Assassination?

Ford was a President; he should be shown respect. A nation mourns to a degree. Judgmental: he deserves only a fraction of the respect shown to Reagan upon his passing. I’m sure that Gerald Ford was a nice man. He certainly was not Presidential Material.

Facts are what they are.

History is what it is.

BZ

And The World Is Still Insane

Admittedly, I have been removed from blogging for a few days, tied up with some very critical decisions at work, familial obligations and Life In General. It’s the time of year when everything seems to descend at once, including social interfacing for “The Holidays.” I have also been remiss in my visits to other’s blogs: guilty.

But I am at least about to start the New Year with some work and personal resolutions, not to mention an eagerly-anticipated trip to the Fornicalia coast for a three-night stay at a beautiful hotel facing directly toward the Pacific Ocean, next Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nights. This is the proverbial “test drive” with my fiance for our upcoming honeymoon.

Yes, boys and girls, we’ve “set the date.” We’ll be getting married on a day actually easy for me to remember: Valentine’s Day, 2007. After getting married in a fashion to honor my parents (they “eloped,” much to my Grandmother Goodenow’s horror and dismay, in Reno, Nevada, on April 24th, 1942!), we’ll be staying at The Ridge in Nevada then traveling for some stays at Timber Cove near Jenner, the North Cliff Motel in Fort Bragg, and then to further points north to include Bandon, Oregon, Seattle, Washington and British Columbia as well. Canucks, here we come!

In the interim, President Ford passed away. Saddam Hussein is about to be hanged.

I’ll get to those later.

BZ