We are now in the throes of waiting for weather in the Tennessee Valley. The news says we could be in for a wild night. Possible tornadoes, possible hailstones, possible straight line winds, possible, possible, possible...
We all HOPE it just stays "possible". Weather can go from mild to Bible-thumping apocalyptical fury in a moments notice here in Alabama, and if often does. A mild and breezy spring day can shed its veneer of civility to bare a brazen spectral vision of horror. I recall a couple of years ago, there was a man on television talking about the aftermath of what the local idiot weatherman was calling 'a little straight line wind'. The roof of his new storage building was about half a mile down the road in crumpled heaps looking so much like little wads of tinfoil.
The official weather watchers from the local sheriff's office and various Emergency Management personnel were keeping the information flowing through all appropriate channels, but I had to wonder what wise words the local fellow with the ruined storage building would have offered to the weather watchers and the arrogant meteorologist.
I also wondered if any of them showed up to help him with his building. I think I know that answer is a big, old whopping "NO".
Back years ago, I remember listening on my walkie-talkies to the primitive weather watchers who kept saying pretty redneck sounding things. I hate to say it, but we have a really bad history during tornadoes of speaking of the rushing winds as 'the sound of a roaring freight train'. Diction and elocution didn't run too strong in the spotters and it came out sounding more like "Wooeee! That tornadee come down on them trailers at the Dixie Trailers like a freight train 'cross that ol' tressle up by E'kmont! Durned near took the double pipes off'n the Peterbilt!"
But then again, in the stead of those who are reporting with deadpan faces and non-dialectcally distinctive voices, I think I like the sound of people who are local. The current crop of Columbia Broadcasting graduates sound a little too homogenized.
Now, we are given 'official reports' through the long hours of the crisis - either real or manufactured. These are people who are educated and trained to say things like "anvil shaped cloud' and 'tornadic velocity' all with nary the slightest trace of their raisings near Anderson.
That is kind of sad.
Sure, we are able to hunker down in the hall bathroom and crowd around our battery powered radio and watch a DVD on the laptop, but it just isn't the same as riding out the tornado listening to the dulcet tones of Bobby Lee telling us all about the coming danger.
I hope we are all safe tonight.
April 23, 2010
April 13, 2010
Reunions
1980 doesn't seem like that long ago until I look at a calendar. Only then do I realize that 30 years have stroked by with a lot of changes in between the senior moments of the class of 1980 and the senior moments of wondering where in the heck I've left my glasses... only to discover them on top of my head.
Looking at my yearbook from then, I see the men and women to be with their eyes pointed to an uncertain future with the certitude of youth guiding them to what they believe will be a life flush with success. Untempered and untried by the challenges of adult life beyond the confines and protections of home, we all anxiously spread our wings and, like the eagle chicks we all were, took to the skies in search of our own futures.
Each of us had designs and plans that would lead us to experiences which would shape who we have become in the 30 years that filled the gap between 1980 and 2010. There were flashes of brilliance in the golden rays of the sun-filled sky of achievement and lowering clouds of despair for those failings that sometimes haunt our memories even now.
Life shapes us all. The rough edges of inexperience are honed by the sharp winds of adversity and trials through which only the passage of time can tutor our souls. Our dreams of what we'll be when we grow up turn into a steely resolve to be more than just the sum of our parts and our educational opportunity. Some marry. Some don't. Some make it a habit.
Children come to willing and not so willing parents. And some who yearn for children never have them at all. Wrinkles appear for most, but not all. Weight changes, hair grays and laugh lines deepen as our life's experiences create from the smooth canvas of our youth a portrait of the aging adult who depends upon God more than the smiling face in the yearbook ever did.
Some have seen the world from well traveled jobs. Others have seen in through the sights of a gun. Some have held the hand of a parent who has been called home just when we have begun to appreciate their counsel and advice, and their friendship.
Students of yesterday have become the caregivers of today. Parents age and needs shift from all-powerful, all-knowing bulwark of strength to frail and forgetful shells of what once was.
The sand in the hourglass shift for some and leave a visible reminder of time spent on the earth fighting a losing battle with DNA and human genetics that are not always playing fair.
But inside the concerned and sometimes bewildered adult of today beats the heart of the teenager who cruised the Square and enjoyed a milkshake at Limestone Drug with a group of friends that have never left our hearts even if life carried them to a distance point on the map.
Those same teenage hearts have carried us through the times when we laughed in giddy remembrance over shared humor that only got better with time, cried for those who are either no longer with us or whose life circumstances have been less than ideal. Our hearts have rejoiced for the lost that are found and for those who finally got a clue, even if that one was ourself.
We recall the smoke breaks, the ice storms, the grape Jell-O in the cafeteria and the endless repetition of the band music that had to be absolutely perfect before Friday night. Our minds wander back to the ballgames, the touchdowns and the girls who yelled themselves hoarse to encourage the fans to cheer for the Golden Eagles in good times and bad.
Memories are a powerful thing. They send us in a time warp back to when 'our music' was cool, not dated or played in the dentist office. Our momentary flashes of the past remind us of that "one" in class who made the heart beat just a bit faster...
Then, graduation came. We had worked for it, we had longed for it, and now that it was finally here, some of us actually cried. Diploma in hand, we left the hallowed halls with their striped carpeting for a world painted in kaleidoscopic hues.
Now, we can gather and renew friendships, embrace the new people we have all become and remember the foundation upon which this opportunity was built.
It's kind of funny, it doesn't seem like it's been thirty years... until I look in the mirror. Then I realize that girl of yesterday grew up, kept the memories she could and built a life that hopefully has faith, endurance, and meaning beyond self.
Maybe that is the real reason we have reunions. So we can take the things we remember of our past together and say "This is what I have done with my life since then - please approve of me and what I have become."
Reunion.
Looking at my yearbook from then, I see the men and women to be with their eyes pointed to an uncertain future with the certitude of youth guiding them to what they believe will be a life flush with success. Untempered and untried by the challenges of adult life beyond the confines and protections of home, we all anxiously spread our wings and, like the eagle chicks we all were, took to the skies in search of our own futures.
Each of us had designs and plans that would lead us to experiences which would shape who we have become in the 30 years that filled the gap between 1980 and 2010. There were flashes of brilliance in the golden rays of the sun-filled sky of achievement and lowering clouds of despair for those failings that sometimes haunt our memories even now.
Life shapes us all. The rough edges of inexperience are honed by the sharp winds of adversity and trials through which only the passage of time can tutor our souls. Our dreams of what we'll be when we grow up turn into a steely resolve to be more than just the sum of our parts and our educational opportunity. Some marry. Some don't. Some make it a habit.
Children come to willing and not so willing parents. And some who yearn for children never have them at all. Wrinkles appear for most, but not all. Weight changes, hair grays and laugh lines deepen as our life's experiences create from the smooth canvas of our youth a portrait of the aging adult who depends upon God more than the smiling face in the yearbook ever did.
Some have seen the world from well traveled jobs. Others have seen in through the sights of a gun. Some have held the hand of a parent who has been called home just when we have begun to appreciate their counsel and advice, and their friendship.
Students of yesterday have become the caregivers of today. Parents age and needs shift from all-powerful, all-knowing bulwark of strength to frail and forgetful shells of what once was.
The sand in the hourglass shift for some and leave a visible reminder of time spent on the earth fighting a losing battle with DNA and human genetics that are not always playing fair.
But inside the concerned and sometimes bewildered adult of today beats the heart of the teenager who cruised the Square and enjoyed a milkshake at Limestone Drug with a group of friends that have never left our hearts even if life carried them to a distance point on the map.
Those same teenage hearts have carried us through the times when we laughed in giddy remembrance over shared humor that only got better with time, cried for those who are either no longer with us or whose life circumstances have been less than ideal. Our hearts have rejoiced for the lost that are found and for those who finally got a clue, even if that one was ourself.
We recall the smoke breaks, the ice storms, the grape Jell-O in the cafeteria and the endless repetition of the band music that had to be absolutely perfect before Friday night. Our minds wander back to the ballgames, the touchdowns and the girls who yelled themselves hoarse to encourage the fans to cheer for the Golden Eagles in good times and bad.
Memories are a powerful thing. They send us in a time warp back to when 'our music' was cool, not dated or played in the dentist office. Our momentary flashes of the past remind us of that "one" in class who made the heart beat just a bit faster...
Then, graduation came. We had worked for it, we had longed for it, and now that it was finally here, some of us actually cried. Diploma in hand, we left the hallowed halls with their striped carpeting for a world painted in kaleidoscopic hues.
Now, we can gather and renew friendships, embrace the new people we have all become and remember the foundation upon which this opportunity was built.
It's kind of funny, it doesn't seem like it's been thirty years... until I look in the mirror. Then I realize that girl of yesterday grew up, kept the memories she could and built a life that hopefully has faith, endurance, and meaning beyond self.
Maybe that is the real reason we have reunions. So we can take the things we remember of our past together and say "This is what I have done with my life since then - please approve of me and what I have become."
Reunion.
April 7, 2010
Can I Join the Party If I Don't Drink Tea?
Tea Party. Visions of barrels of English tea floating and staining Boston Harbor a nice shade of brown dance through my head.
But this has nothing to do with the drink so much as the sentiment. Taxation without representation has always been a hotbutton issue in our nation's history. Today the sentiment is echoed as we see the continued parade of tax bills and fines levied without the consent of the governed for the benefit and welfare of those who are both deserving and undeserving.
The line in the sand has been drawn and redrawn so many times that the issue is becoming a 'revolutionary' idea. Thomas Jefferson, one of the old time Tea Partiers, said it best: "When injustice becomes law, resistance becomes duty."
The Tea Party movement is, in part, a response to a government that has become so full of its own self-important divine right to tell us what to do, that someone needs to remind them all of the roots from which they have sprung. We are not, any of us, too many generations removed from those righteous American patriots who were willing to nourish the tree of freedom with the blood of kings and tyrants who would be willing to subject us to unjust treatment for their own benefit.
The current version of the tea party uses tea bags to make a point once in a while, but the sentiment is less "Lipton tea with a sprig of mint" and more "bag the administration and all others who obstruct freedom in the name of oppression and taxation" which isn't sustainable.
Today, I was reading the online news trying to glean something sensible from the offerings of the media outlets that seem to be more interested in liberal policy than in real news. I ran across an article which certainly caught my attention.
The Tea Party movement, which to this point is just that - a movement, is now under fire from those who support Obama simply because they are the same race. Those who are also self-identified as African-American that have the audacity to join with the Tea Party are being treated callously and shamefully by those who claim to support freedom and choice.
Apparently, if you are African-American, you are NOT allowed to make your own choices. You are to walk lock-step with your president because he is also African-American. It has nothing to do with policy anymore, rather, it's all about 'supporting a brother'.
Talk about racial motivation!
If you don't support his policy stand, you are a racist. If you are African-American and don't support his policies, you are, to quote the article, "Oreos, traitors and Uncle Toms" undeserving of respect because you don't fall into blind obedience based solely upon race.
http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2010/04/06/black-tea-party-activists-called-traitors/
Being called a traitor or a Benedict Arnold is a shameful stripe with which to be painted. It means that you have turned your back on your core beliefs and sacrificed all that you hold dear to achieve fame within the other camp. To do so actively means that you are not truly welcome on either side of the aisle because the folks whom you betrayed for your own ends are certainly not going to trust you anymore, and those to whom you turned traitor for don't have any respect for you now that they know you can be bought.
But living up to the core beliefs you have even though they stand in opposition to all who are in power isn't being a traitor. It's being an American. We fought a bloody, painful and harsh war to have the right to say "I don't share your views!".
Years later, we fought another war for the same reasons. We called it 'civil', however, it was anything but civil. Brother fought against brother to protect what they believed in. We called it 'states rights'.
Now, we are saying if you don't support your 'brother', then you are a traitor.
Not true.
We are all God's children, which makes every person in the Beltway my family under God. But some of those family members spend a lot of time, money and breath espousing ideas that I can't get behind and which I most certainly do not support.
That doesn't make me a racist any more than it makes African-Americans who don't like certain policies racists. It makes us consciencious objectors to policies that don't represent our views, our lifestyle and our choices. It makes us participants in our republic and joint heirs in the democratic process that we fought to create. It makes us actively engaged in choosing what we believe to be best for us as individuals, for our family and their future and for our nation as we see fit.
The most troubling aspect of this idea that we don't have the right to protest is that in every nation in the world which seeks to subject its citizenry to wholesale abuse of power and corruption, the first right to go is the right to protest governmental actions whether verbally or through visible, organized rally.
When the right to say "NO" is removed, we have forgotten that our nation was founded solely on the belief that WE THE PEOPLE have the right to seek a redress of wrongs, even if that wrong is advocated by a king.
Our current political structure isn't based on the divine right of kings. But I believe that there are those in the Beltway and some who'd like to be in the Beltway who seek exactly that... a right to tell us they are divinely appointed to tell us what to do, how to do it, and how to shut up in case we may feel differently.
In the Book of Mormon, we are given the sad tale of woe pronounced upon an entire nation when they allowed 'kingmen' to take over and make decisions that affected the lives of the whole.
No different than asking a person to openly state for whom they are voting, these kingmen actively sought out any and all opposition to their plans and removed them from society through prison and death.
Are we heading in that direction? I'm certain we are.
We have a nation in crisis. Those people elected to office have got the mindset that WE THE PEOPLE are incapable of doing, thinking and deciding for ourselves what is best. They have determined that only those 'intellectuals' in the Beltway can possibly acertain what is the correct course for our form of government and our way of life.
I want to join the Tea Party. Although I don't drink tea, I certainly have imbibed the message that was given to the heads of state in Boston Harbor all those years ago. Then and now, we have the sacred responsiblity of taking back our freedom to choose from the hands of powerbrokers who don't have our interests at heart at all.
I want to stand up and be counted and I want to pledge my life and my sacred honor to support and defend those principles which made our nation great.
I believe those emotions have more to do with the spirit of God that is resident in every living soul that comes to this earth than in a beverage representative of a greater purpose.
We have the right, the power and the obligation to stamp out tyranny wherever it exists even if the results of doing so will be personally uncomfortable.
I don't believe the men and women in the first Revolution felt that they were especially protected from hardships that resulted from choosing to be a Patriot rather than a Tory. In fact, many deliberately embraced those hardships and taught their offspring from the words of the Declaration of Independence that WE THE PEOPLE have rights and privileges granted to us by God Almighty.
Those same rights are still here. And we cannot allow the voices of dissent to tell us what we can believe and what we are allowed to do when it conflicts with the will of the powerful few.
Power doesn't mean right.
And being in office doesn't make someone infallible or render them incapable of recognizing that they have made a stupid decision.
Taxation without representation is still a valid argument for change in our society.
King George made that discovery when he and the British Parliament decided to make a few pounds sterling on the backs of the colonists.
But colonists made angry turned Boston Harbor into the world's largest teapot. Believe me when I tell you that King George got a bellyfull of a drink he didn't expect or want.
When the last shot was fired and the celebrations began, we had a new nation. To borrow the words of Abraham Lincoln, it was conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men were created equal.
It's past time to restore equality to our national government. It's time for term limits for ALL government office. It's time to let the Patriot in us shine. Time to show the people in the Beltway that we still humbly remember and are thankful for our roots in freedom. And, it is past time to tell them that they aren't in charge any more - WE THE PEOPLE are!
Sanity isn't measured in positions of elected or appointed power, but rather in actions that help everyone without crippling the lives of the few to accomplish them. The Preamble to the Constitution states:
"We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America."
No powers are granted to the government nor are any powers given outside of what WE THE PEOPLE grant unto our elected representatives. We allowed them to forget that principle by worrying more about what would happen if we threw them out of office instead of the harm they cause by staying IN office.
The Tea Party movement is a small grassroots effort to create change.
Though some say it lacks power to do any 'real damage', I hastily remind them that a grassroots effort of just a few colonists created enough impetus for change that an entire nation was born from the ashes of a colony burned by unjust and tyrannical edicts from those far removed from the circumstances of the daily life of its citizenry.
It happened once before... and I am certain that it can happen again.
I believe it's time that the Tea Party movement becomes more than just a movement and instead becomes a real alternative to the two-party system that pits us as Republicans and Democrats in an ideological warfare. Instead, we need a party that reminds us that, first and foremost, WE THE PEOPLE ARE AMERICANS! We can rally around the flag, remember the constitutional principles by which we are goverened and set aside differences to "promote the common welfare" once again.
This is about far more than just seeking change. We are seeking a change that will bring back the strength and unity we saw for a short time after 9-11. We are seeking a change that will unite us under God as a nation that believes our best days are still AHEAD of us, not in dusty textbooks of the past. And we need a change that humbly acknowleges the greatness of our nation's history and the glory of our blessings that are provided by God.
No other nation in the world can claim the blessings given to America.
The only way they get them is when we willingly give them away through our own inaction and lack of concern and care for our birthright.
It is high time we stopped eating the pottage of complacency and started seeking for and demanding the birthright inheritance of a child of the Revolution.
But this has nothing to do with the drink so much as the sentiment. Taxation without representation has always been a hotbutton issue in our nation's history. Today the sentiment is echoed as we see the continued parade of tax bills and fines levied without the consent of the governed for the benefit and welfare of those who are both deserving and undeserving.
The line in the sand has been drawn and redrawn so many times that the issue is becoming a 'revolutionary' idea. Thomas Jefferson, one of the old time Tea Partiers, said it best: "When injustice becomes law, resistance becomes duty."
The Tea Party movement is, in part, a response to a government that has become so full of its own self-important divine right to tell us what to do, that someone needs to remind them all of the roots from which they have sprung. We are not, any of us, too many generations removed from those righteous American patriots who were willing to nourish the tree of freedom with the blood of kings and tyrants who would be willing to subject us to unjust treatment for their own benefit.
The current version of the tea party uses tea bags to make a point once in a while, but the sentiment is less "Lipton tea with a sprig of mint" and more "bag the administration and all others who obstruct freedom in the name of oppression and taxation" which isn't sustainable.
Today, I was reading the online news trying to glean something sensible from the offerings of the media outlets that seem to be more interested in liberal policy than in real news. I ran across an article which certainly caught my attention.
The Tea Party movement, which to this point is just that - a movement, is now under fire from those who support Obama simply because they are the same race. Those who are also self-identified as African-American that have the audacity to join with the Tea Party are being treated callously and shamefully by those who claim to support freedom and choice.
Apparently, if you are African-American, you are NOT allowed to make your own choices. You are to walk lock-step with your president because he is also African-American. It has nothing to do with policy anymore, rather, it's all about 'supporting a brother'.
Talk about racial motivation!
If you don't support his policy stand, you are a racist. If you are African-American and don't support his policies, you are, to quote the article, "Oreos, traitors and Uncle Toms" undeserving of respect because you don't fall into blind obedience based solely upon race.
http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2010/04/06/black-tea-party-activists-called-traitors/
Being called a traitor or a Benedict Arnold is a shameful stripe with which to be painted. It means that you have turned your back on your core beliefs and sacrificed all that you hold dear to achieve fame within the other camp. To do so actively means that you are not truly welcome on either side of the aisle because the folks whom you betrayed for your own ends are certainly not going to trust you anymore, and those to whom you turned traitor for don't have any respect for you now that they know you can be bought.
But living up to the core beliefs you have even though they stand in opposition to all who are in power isn't being a traitor. It's being an American. We fought a bloody, painful and harsh war to have the right to say "I don't share your views!".
Years later, we fought another war for the same reasons. We called it 'civil', however, it was anything but civil. Brother fought against brother to protect what they believed in. We called it 'states rights'.
Now, we are saying if you don't support your 'brother', then you are a traitor.
Not true.
We are all God's children, which makes every person in the Beltway my family under God. But some of those family members spend a lot of time, money and breath espousing ideas that I can't get behind and which I most certainly do not support.
That doesn't make me a racist any more than it makes African-Americans who don't like certain policies racists. It makes us consciencious objectors to policies that don't represent our views, our lifestyle and our choices. It makes us participants in our republic and joint heirs in the democratic process that we fought to create. It makes us actively engaged in choosing what we believe to be best for us as individuals, for our family and their future and for our nation as we see fit.
The most troubling aspect of this idea that we don't have the right to protest is that in every nation in the world which seeks to subject its citizenry to wholesale abuse of power and corruption, the first right to go is the right to protest governmental actions whether verbally or through visible, organized rally.
When the right to say "NO" is removed, we have forgotten that our nation was founded solely on the belief that WE THE PEOPLE have the right to seek a redress of wrongs, even if that wrong is advocated by a king.
Our current political structure isn't based on the divine right of kings. But I believe that there are those in the Beltway and some who'd like to be in the Beltway who seek exactly that... a right to tell us they are divinely appointed to tell us what to do, how to do it, and how to shut up in case we may feel differently.
In the Book of Mormon, we are given the sad tale of woe pronounced upon an entire nation when they allowed 'kingmen' to take over and make decisions that affected the lives of the whole.
No different than asking a person to openly state for whom they are voting, these kingmen actively sought out any and all opposition to their plans and removed them from society through prison and death.
Are we heading in that direction? I'm certain we are.
We have a nation in crisis. Those people elected to office have got the mindset that WE THE PEOPLE are incapable of doing, thinking and deciding for ourselves what is best. They have determined that only those 'intellectuals' in the Beltway can possibly acertain what is the correct course for our form of government and our way of life.
I want to join the Tea Party. Although I don't drink tea, I certainly have imbibed the message that was given to the heads of state in Boston Harbor all those years ago. Then and now, we have the sacred responsiblity of taking back our freedom to choose from the hands of powerbrokers who don't have our interests at heart at all.
I want to stand up and be counted and I want to pledge my life and my sacred honor to support and defend those principles which made our nation great.
I believe those emotions have more to do with the spirit of God that is resident in every living soul that comes to this earth than in a beverage representative of a greater purpose.
We have the right, the power and the obligation to stamp out tyranny wherever it exists even if the results of doing so will be personally uncomfortable.
I don't believe the men and women in the first Revolution felt that they were especially protected from hardships that resulted from choosing to be a Patriot rather than a Tory. In fact, many deliberately embraced those hardships and taught their offspring from the words of the Declaration of Independence that WE THE PEOPLE have rights and privileges granted to us by God Almighty.
Those same rights are still here. And we cannot allow the voices of dissent to tell us what we can believe and what we are allowed to do when it conflicts with the will of the powerful few.
Power doesn't mean right.
And being in office doesn't make someone infallible or render them incapable of recognizing that they have made a stupid decision.
Taxation without representation is still a valid argument for change in our society.
King George made that discovery when he and the British Parliament decided to make a few pounds sterling on the backs of the colonists.
But colonists made angry turned Boston Harbor into the world's largest teapot. Believe me when I tell you that King George got a bellyfull of a drink he didn't expect or want.
When the last shot was fired and the celebrations began, we had a new nation. To borrow the words of Abraham Lincoln, it was conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men were created equal.
It's past time to restore equality to our national government. It's time for term limits for ALL government office. It's time to let the Patriot in us shine. Time to show the people in the Beltway that we still humbly remember and are thankful for our roots in freedom. And, it is past time to tell them that they aren't in charge any more - WE THE PEOPLE are!
Sanity isn't measured in positions of elected or appointed power, but rather in actions that help everyone without crippling the lives of the few to accomplish them. The Preamble to the Constitution states:
"We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America."
No powers are granted to the government nor are any powers given outside of what WE THE PEOPLE grant unto our elected representatives. We allowed them to forget that principle by worrying more about what would happen if we threw them out of office instead of the harm they cause by staying IN office.
The Tea Party movement is a small grassroots effort to create change.
Though some say it lacks power to do any 'real damage', I hastily remind them that a grassroots effort of just a few colonists created enough impetus for change that an entire nation was born from the ashes of a colony burned by unjust and tyrannical edicts from those far removed from the circumstances of the daily life of its citizenry.
It happened once before... and I am certain that it can happen again.
I believe it's time that the Tea Party movement becomes more than just a movement and instead becomes a real alternative to the two-party system that pits us as Republicans and Democrats in an ideological warfare. Instead, we need a party that reminds us that, first and foremost, WE THE PEOPLE ARE AMERICANS! We can rally around the flag, remember the constitutional principles by which we are goverened and set aside differences to "promote the common welfare" once again.
This is about far more than just seeking change. We are seeking a change that will bring back the strength and unity we saw for a short time after 9-11. We are seeking a change that will unite us under God as a nation that believes our best days are still AHEAD of us, not in dusty textbooks of the past. And we need a change that humbly acknowleges the greatness of our nation's history and the glory of our blessings that are provided by God.
No other nation in the world can claim the blessings given to America.
The only way they get them is when we willingly give them away through our own inaction and lack of concern and care for our birthright.
It is high time we stopped eating the pottage of complacency and started seeking for and demanding the birthright inheritance of a child of the Revolution.
April 6, 2010
Naked Air
Forget all that you ever thought you knew about the airline industry. They have jumped the shark and gone back for seconds. A brilliant move in some board room somewhere in our vast nation of think tank mentalities has produced what has to be the most dumbass policy of all time.
Flyers will now have to PAY for carry-on luggage.
That's right happy campers... your carry on will now cost you on Spirit Airlines. It is a regional airliner with a limited service, but the stupidity they have just enacted will most certainly ripple its way through the fetid pond of greedy commerce that already charges passengers for checked luggage.
The entire rest of the shark infested pool of airliners are watching the proceeding to see if they, too, can follow suit and start charging for the use of those pesky and annoying overhead bins. Afterall, they inconvenience so many people who have to wait while some poor drone collects their bag and besides, the wait can totally prevent sprinters from setting Olympic qualifying times while leaving a flight.
Since airlines started charging for checked bags several years ago and lemming-like, we all paid for the privilege of carrying our undies with us on a flight, I guess they assume the gravy train is good for another round with this latest stunt.
Considering all that we are subjected to with new restrictions and searches with body scanners that are going online everywhere, is there to be no end to the continued layers of hoops we are expected to obediently jump through? I have to ask myself if these people have been breathing or drinking something the rest of us aren't.
So, in the interest of idiocy, why not just get rid of the entire parade and spectacle of baggage hell once and for all? Hmmmm. I wonder how that might play out?
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Naked Air, with non-stop service to no place you'd ever want to travel anyway and no-frills flying on a skimpy, shoestring budget. First class passengers will please fasten your velcro straps on your plastic lawn chair and prepare for takeoff."
"For those of you in our economy section, in-floor handles have been provided for your convenience in lieu of chairs or seatbelts as we take off. Those of you who are taking advantage of our student tickets who are traveling in the area formerly designated as cargo are free to simply float about as our pilot for this flight performs a series of perabolas for your entertainment."
"If this is your first flight with Naked Air, rest assured that truly we care about your flight experience. Those who mailed packages of your clothing and toiletry items to their arrival destination will be pleased to know that the USPS has guaranteed package delivery in 3 to 5 working days from the time of shipement under their newly structured work week. For our new passengers who only mailed their items today before flight time, please do not concern yourself with how you appear to the crew or other passengers who are frequent fliers of Naked Air in your embarrassed nudity."
"Whatever you have, we've already seen and if we see something new, we won't know what it is anyway, so relax."
"Due to sanitary and disease policies of Naked Air, all onboard equipment is upholstery free and can be santized with a pressure washer and disinfectant between flights. We are totally compliant with current CDC policy regarding the prevention of transmission of contagious diseases."
"Should there be an emergency requiring an unexpected landing at an airport not on our route plans, Naked Air has made arrangements for every contingency and has aboard a selection of handiwipe smocks for any unforseen public appearance. These will only be distributed in case of dire emergency. Also, due to CDC policy, there are no airline blankets due to risk of cross contamination, so we hope no one has thyroid issues and trouble regulating their body temperature."
"Again, we thank you for choosing Naked Air to be your carrier and hope you will enjoy the spacious overhead room and the freedom you feel as you fly with the knowlege that you have saved hundreds of dollars without the cumbersome and expensive additional fees charged by other airlines to carry silly baggage."
I hope it doesn't come to that.
But on the off chance that it does, be prepared to give advance notice of every event and expect it to take a week to go somewhere in the US by car in my clothing and with my luggage...
Flyers will now have to PAY for carry-on luggage.
That's right happy campers... your carry on will now cost you on Spirit Airlines. It is a regional airliner with a limited service, but the stupidity they have just enacted will most certainly ripple its way through the fetid pond of greedy commerce that already charges passengers for checked luggage.
The entire rest of the shark infested pool of airliners are watching the proceeding to see if they, too, can follow suit and start charging for the use of those pesky and annoying overhead bins. Afterall, they inconvenience so many people who have to wait while some poor drone collects their bag and besides, the wait can totally prevent sprinters from setting Olympic qualifying times while leaving a flight.
Since airlines started charging for checked bags several years ago and lemming-like, we all paid for the privilege of carrying our undies with us on a flight, I guess they assume the gravy train is good for another round with this latest stunt.
Considering all that we are subjected to with new restrictions and searches with body scanners that are going online everywhere, is there to be no end to the continued layers of hoops we are expected to obediently jump through? I have to ask myself if these people have been breathing or drinking something the rest of us aren't.
So, in the interest of idiocy, why not just get rid of the entire parade and spectacle of baggage hell once and for all? Hmmmm. I wonder how that might play out?
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Naked Air, with non-stop service to no place you'd ever want to travel anyway and no-frills flying on a skimpy, shoestring budget. First class passengers will please fasten your velcro straps on your plastic lawn chair and prepare for takeoff."
"For those of you in our economy section, in-floor handles have been provided for your convenience in lieu of chairs or seatbelts as we take off. Those of you who are taking advantage of our student tickets who are traveling in the area formerly designated as cargo are free to simply float about as our pilot for this flight performs a series of perabolas for your entertainment."
"If this is your first flight with Naked Air, rest assured that truly we care about your flight experience. Those who mailed packages of your clothing and toiletry items to their arrival destination will be pleased to know that the USPS has guaranteed package delivery in 3 to 5 working days from the time of shipement under their newly structured work week. For our new passengers who only mailed their items today before flight time, please do not concern yourself with how you appear to the crew or other passengers who are frequent fliers of Naked Air in your embarrassed nudity."
"Whatever you have, we've already seen and if we see something new, we won't know what it is anyway, so relax."
"Due to sanitary and disease policies of Naked Air, all onboard equipment is upholstery free and can be santized with a pressure washer and disinfectant between flights. We are totally compliant with current CDC policy regarding the prevention of transmission of contagious diseases."
"Should there be an emergency requiring an unexpected landing at an airport not on our route plans, Naked Air has made arrangements for every contingency and has aboard a selection of handiwipe smocks for any unforseen public appearance. These will only be distributed in case of dire emergency. Also, due to CDC policy, there are no airline blankets due to risk of cross contamination, so we hope no one has thyroid issues and trouble regulating their body temperature."
"Again, we thank you for choosing Naked Air to be your carrier and hope you will enjoy the spacious overhead room and the freedom you feel as you fly with the knowlege that you have saved hundreds of dollars without the cumbersome and expensive additional fees charged by other airlines to carry silly baggage."
I hope it doesn't come to that.
But on the off chance that it does, be prepared to give advance notice of every event and expect it to take a week to go somewhere in the US by car in my clothing and with my luggage...
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