Wednesday, July 30, 2014

The Sadness Of Public Service Ads

Thoughts listening to the radio on the way to work are on public service ads.
The majority of these ads are paid for with our hard earned tax money, a lot of it. In the last few years the bill for these ads is almost one billion dollars a year, that is correct, billion with a B. The vast majority of this on completely useless advertisements such as, Go To The Forest, essentially telling people to go see nature and get to a forest near you. These ads had such a creepy tone, to them, it was almost as if they were made by someone waiting in the forest to molest anyone who ventured in. Yes that was money well spent.
Another one is the Feed The Pig ad, it encourages people to save money. What a complete waste of time this one is for present day America where there are more people than ever out of work and many more working at jobs for less money. People are barely making ends meet, one third of the population are in collections for bad debts, and most everyone else is treading water. The reality for the average American there is no money for any kind of savings plan.
Now, the public service ads have hit a new low and become incredibly sad. The new ones bring home how much of a self centered, completely distracted population we have become. The newest, government made public service ads, are to raise awareness of moronic, brain dead people who leave kids in hot cars. It is horrifying, the fact that the problem has grown to such a level the government felt the need to make an ad about it. Our population is losing the mental ability to concentrate on children long enough in any given stretch, to realize, yes, a child, is in fact, still in the car with them. How can a society become this stupid? I am at a complete loss as to how anyone can do this, short of being completely drugged out.
So the thought today is public service ads are generally a poor commentary, and a pretty good indicator, of the decline of our society and it is difficult to think it will ever get any sadder than these new ads.

Friday, July 25, 2014

To Death Penalty Or Not To Death Penalty

Thoughts not giving a care about the suffering of a convicted murder are on the death penalty.
Obviously, by writing these blog posts I, in fact, have an opinion on just about everything and the death penalty is no exception only, mine is a little different. When these sentences are carried out, I am usually ask at least once, or twice, my opinion on this subject.
I have a little more experience with this subject than most people, I have sat on a jury for a murder trial, the result of that trial has no bearing on my thoughts about the death penalty.
When we talk about a murder, if we dispense with the mental trauma suffered by all of the lives associated with the criminal act the thought, to me, becomes much more simple. This is in no way diminishing the suffering involved in any death. The mental anguish, caused by death, is difficult enough and made worse, ten fold, if violence or suffering is involved.
So to the question of the death penalty, my mind, always returns to the same though.
The victim is dead, they are never coming home, their relatives are never going to see them again. This is the basis for my opinion, or lack of it, on the death penalty.
I, truly, do not care if a state puts a convicted murderer to death or not, as long as the person convicted of the murder can never get out of prison. I could care less about an eye for an eye, or the moral implications of a state employee putting someone to death, or how much the convicted murder suffers while being put to death. None of that matters to me. I am simply of the conviction that the victim in the crime will never come home, their friends and relatives will never see them again so the murderer should never have the opportunity to go home either.
Simply, I do not care if a convicted murder is put to death or not, only that he or she can never walk free for the rest of their life. Some will say it cost too much to feed and house this person but it has been shown the cost of continual appeals and hearings, before someone is put to death, cost about the same as housing and feeding them for the rest of their life.
So the thought today is the murderer will have the opportunity to, at least, speak to his or her family, as time moves on, if I had my way that too would not be an option.


Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Time Does Slow Down

Thoughts grass mowing through the summer is on time.
I am not talking about the time I spend mowing or the time I spend outside every spring and summer, what I am referring to is what happens when time is altered.
One day I had returned from the gas station with fresh gas for the mowers, at this point I need to add the gas cans were very old, a couple of them were the classic metal one gallon can. It was one of those that gave me the trouble.
Walking, with several gas cans in hand, one of them slipped from my grasp dropping straight to the ground, it landed, surprisingly, directly on the bottom of the can. Instinctively, as it slipped, I looked down to see if there was any chance of grabbing it before it hit, there was not. This is where time really did slow down. The can hit the ground, so precisely, flat that a few drops of gasoline shot straight up and out of the can's pour spout. At the very moment one of the drops exited the top of the can my eyes were focused on it immediately, specifically my left eye because instantly I could tell this drop was headed straight up, on a direct path, into my left eye. This entire process probably took less than a half a second, but, to me, watching this drop, following it's path the entire way, it seemed to take a full minute. It was one of the more bizarre experiences I have ever had, time, at that point, had become ridiculously slow. I watched it knowing it was coming directly into my eye, and it did. The only plus side, to this process of, seemingly, an eternity, was it allow my mind to plan out what to do next. There was a water hose fairly close and I told myself not to rub the eye, hold it open, turn on the water, and rinse it out. All of this with the knowledge that this was going to hurt and sting really really bad.
So the thought today is I wish sometimes, as we are having incredibly good experiences, time could do the same, slow way down, and allow us to savor those moments a little longer.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Simply Overwhelming

Thoughts more numerous than can be put on paper, or electronic paper.
We are in the waning years of the most divisive, secretive, manipulative, corrupt, and above all inept, administration this country has seen in centuries. The ability of this president, and any of his appointees, to do the amount of harm they have done, and will continue to do the next couple of years, to this country is simply overwhelming. Never in our history will the next administration, no matter which party or how many offices they control, face the massive task and expense of attempting to correct, or at the very least, create some recovery from the damage of every decision made by this administration going horribly wrong. All of these costly failed, or failing, policies and decisions doing irreparable damage for the majority of the tax paying, hard working, public.
Correcting all of this must be done, the future of this country will hang in the balance. It will be the difference of the US becoming a stable country again or the result, of failing, will plummet us into a country that will more resemble corruption and disarray of Russia or Brazil rather than the US.
So the though today is I wish I had a thought to properly finish this blog but the reality is this country is in the most precarious position of my lifetime and I am not sure there is a leader, or leaders, with the resolve or the ability to help.      

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Facing Down

Thoughts as the week has ups and downs are on some of the downs.
As downward-facing dog, the yoga position, butt up, hands and feet down. Simple enough. Men love this stuff, if they tell you different they are lying.
As the world cup soccer tournament is in full swing and countries are facing down their opponent. It is curious when the world is involved in something like this, you have players who have no connection with each other, as do inter country team opponents who see each other all the time and develop rivalries. It is hard to face down another player, you do not play against, on a regular basis although one player decided, this week, to bite his opponent in place of trying to intimidate him with looks. Ouch.
As boxers, during the weigh in, facing down each other in an attempt to intimidate their rival. Sometimes their is nothing more than winning or losing at stake and sometimes there is a belt at stake.
As this brings me to a belt. Yes a belt. Surely most of you have seen the downward facing belt. This is a belt most men wear to hold up their pants. I have seen a lot of this lately as our population becomes increasingly obese. You have this, usually male, person, but not limited to males, with this large belly, similar to a woman who is about eight months pregnant or, maybe, six months overdue. When he puts this belt around his pants his stomach is so large that after he buckles the belt and removes his hands it, the belt buckle, immediately flips downward facing the ground. In some cases it disappears in the folds of fat completely.
So the thought today is if your belt is facing down your body is probably trying to send you a signal, that unfortunately, you will not notice, but those around you do. Ouch.