Saturday, April 29, 2006
ALL HANGS OUT Do you remember when people used to try to keep written records of their lives - dull or glamorous. If a young lady set down those dates, addresses, names, confessions, factoids, romantic and wishful longings the miscellany book was called her "diary". If she was a bit more settled, the writings were often a small book inscribed "My Life", "My Daily Record" or something such as that. If the lady were somewhat more mature in the nature of the materials of the work-a-day world matter would be more serious in nature. Most such collections became quickly lopsided with too much family history, hankerings and prejudices. With men who kept such diary records and details of their reasoning were usually said to be keepers of "journals". In case you have not noticed,there are far more diaries and journals being routinely done each and every day than at any time ion our history. The very nature of the doing has changed radically, too Propriety is, with many, in serious question. One has heard little of it. This a abuse. The so-called diary - more specifically which we called a personal is now a salacious,filth best described as pornographic excess trash. It has been featured recently in a cut-down, modified, versions in the "My Place" controversy on the Internet and in media in general in the media. Too hot to handle. In our other world problems we are seeing evidence,perhaps of the same sort of fear in facing cultural-filth-pollution problems in regulations and rules set forth by porn-placed officials with power to make it stick albeit sick! If there has ever been a time when we, as a nation, have ever been more in need of advice and guidance - this is it. The very standard by which we live is being destroyed. A.L.M. April 28,2006 [c318wds] ltijjoyi
Thursday, April 27, 2006
F OUR HUNDRED We, the citizens of the Commonwealth of Virginia,will be celebrating our 400th Birthday beginning with the year to be tabulated as 2007 A.D. Four hundred is beginning to be a venerable and respectable collection of years and we will be looking back to see what we have done, things be,perhaps, should have done,but didn't - and make other such judgments. We should not expect it all to have been a special era of pristine perfection,either. Too often celebrations of this type can get a bit out of control and fail to properly honor the men and women who were called upon to do the very best they could with the limited materials they had at hand. At this came about by chance, I suppose. Yesterday I as watching a delayed segment of C-Span when the speaker happened to be former Governor George Allen now Sen. George Allen (R) Virginia in our Congress. The C-Span program was part of that series being presented to showcase potential nominees to the office of the Presidency. You can bet I was listening with my very best ear forward when I heard our former governor George Allen say: "...the Commonwealth of Virginia is doing something this year that it has never done in it's entire four hundred year history!" I, along with a few other people, waited for the magic word of explanations. It was certainly true that the Virginia colony sent countless tons of tobacco to overseas markets. Later,after endless tons of processed tobacco as cigarettes and other forms followed and relinked to the word alluded to in the closing moments - was "micro chips" and I was left stranded way out in left field somewhere- without a glove. The only possible way I see Virginia's micro-anything output beating anything is suggestive of the use of the system used by the movie industry to decide on "Best Picture of the Year" They no longer count the number of people but,rather, how much it costs them to see the movie." A C-Span math explanation is something "former" Governor Allen and staff had best develop speedily lest it be comes "former" Senator, as well. A.L.M April 27,2006 [c378wds]
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
DON'T LIKE IT, HUH?
When it rains a lot some salt - a specific brand - flows freely. That's about all the old weather saying seems to have meant. Perhaps you remember when, at the dinner able on a damp,rainy day you had to remember to shake the salt shakers real good - even tap some of the more stubborn ones on the table's edge, or,oddly, a quickly upturned boot-heel. Moisture let the salt grains gather closely and, as they dried, they stuck together. Someone at them old Morton's Salt factory discovered a way to remove this needless delay of pre-shaking salt shakers before shaking to scatter just the right sheen of fine salt particles upon the surface of fine foods to make them taste their very best. They hired some artist's little drawing of a pert, little ,always busy, girl who would embody the whole idea of a finely flaked stream of pure salt which would never clot up but would always offer a stream of white, clean, pure saltiness cascading toward the sidewalk spattered with raindrops pinging away pleasantly at the roadway's smooth rain-spattered surface. With wisdom seldom seen in the advertising field they allowed her to age just a bit, to change enough to stay in tune with our times. The same little salt-spilling girl greets us today, but she wears a new dress; has a new hair-do, too, while maintaining her abilities to demonstrate how her salt pours evenly and endlessly. So, when you meet with day now and which seems o have been conceived in rain, moved to active growth in the same steady downpour and has settled down to be the finest rainy day ever -make the most if it! Take a leisurely walk in it. Who knows, you might even meet Gene Kelly dancing your way? A.L.M. April 25, 2006 [c317wds]
Monday, April 24, 2006
NOT FOR EVERYONE In spite of any positive affects film actress Greta Garbo's traditionally overstated desire to be " left alone". I have always held firm to a more positive form of expressing one's latent personal pride and gratitude for being are whatever level one might have attained to at any given moment. Other persons, some of them being "stars" as well in their own right, have consistently said it never to be good be "alone" for stars to be alone too long. It is true, perhaps, that once fame is gained in the entertainment world your life - or much of it - belongs to your fans and financial supporters. They see it to be to their advantage to keep you going and they tend to view you as an investment to be protected and available to be available to be stroked and admired from time-to- time. There are many ways in which a candidate can let his supporters know that he is ready to run for a political office and just being coy in seeming to hesitate and ask outright for help in doing so. I think we can safely say it is the political party group which brings about the individual who is to run. He is, after all, doing so in their name. Each can look forward to praise if all goes well; if mishaps occur, which does happen, one can always blame it on the other. To me, the rather casual manner in which John Kerry has announcement that may, possibly, seek the Democratic Party's approval for him to make a second run for the office of President under their banner was set forth rather timidly. It seems to me he might have better attracted the attention of those who matter in the Democratic Party as it exists today, if he had chosen a more active, more compelling path. The announcement should have come to us in the form of a gentle, even modest rebuke by John Kerry to a trio of sturdy, loyal Kerry supporters demanding via every media muscle available that the American people - deluded and grossly misled at every turn - be now be given a fair chance to elect the right man for the Oval. A second John Kerry campaign could be a political disaster. He had best stand clear of it all this time perhaps borrowing Greta Garbo's famous line: "I vant to be alone!" Surely, John has been told that '08 is Hillary's year! A. L.M. April 23, 2006 [c426wds]
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