Thursday, August 21, 2014

Clown Hats

Thoughts as the August heat turns up are on covering your head.
For me, hats are for covering my mostly hairless head to protect it from the sun. I have never been a hat person, I only wear one when the weather makes it necessary. For some people hats are a way of life, some balding men would not be seen without one, as you can tell I have no concept of that philosophy, some people simply think they look better with them than without. The many styles and shapes, through the years, have taken on many different looks, mainly for this blog I am talking about the baseball type caps.
Flipping through the TV channels mindlessly, late night, I came across a celebrity/sports news show, and that word, news, is certainly used loosely. The newest style, seemingly the most popular, with what could be called the "in crowd" are these baseball style caps with these huge wide flat brims pulled slightly upward. I remember seeing these years ago in the circus worn, as you can guess, by clowns.
This is certainly not a good look for an adult in any line of work. When people began wearing caps with the bill turned backward I decided this made it very simple to tell who among us were a little slow, or at the very least quick to follow any trend no matter how bad, it was like a sign for all to see. But this new design, and these are usually worn with the large flat bill cocked to the side, either side, fashion stupidity has no rules to govern such things, is so bad it is comical. Clown hat comical.
So the thought today is I cannot wait until one of these big billed cap wearing people show up in front of some paparazzi, at an event somewhere, wearing the large long over sized clown shoes, along with the clown hat.

Friday, August 8, 2014

Is It Possible Anymore

Thoughts finishing the week with new military actions are on war.
War for the United States looks nothing like the average person or our retired World War II veterans think it should be. Today's war, and to note the word war is no longer used by the media or the politicians, is vastly different for all concerned. Our military is incredibly efficient and accurate in what they do, the training and the advanced weapons are a considerable notch above any other country. The advancements in media, however, are the precise reason I ask the question, is it possible anymore to wage war with the single intent of destroying an enemy without media getting in the way. Our politicians have a well documented failure rate when they decide to take control over military decisions instead of telling the military what the end goal is and letting them go about the ugly business of war. Make no mistake about it, war is an incredibly ugly horrific endeavor but sometimes there is simply no other option.
But today, enter the instant information age and the need to fill massive amounts of air time with content and you end up with a media fixated on, not just the death of military personal, but also the deaths of the civilian population. The civilian casualties seem to be where the media most likes to focus as this goes hand and hand with local news outlets age old criteria of, if it bleeds it leads, if there are women casualties that is better, if there are child casualties that is outstanding. These examples are the very reason I quit watching local news some twenty or more years ago, it is disgusting.
When a decision is made to engage in any type of war, or military action, if the politicians or President are not fully committed the outcome is doomed to failure. History proves me correct on this. There will always be, in any type of conflict large or small, civilian casualties, it is inevitable. During World War II civilian populations were targeted, by bombing campaigns, as this was a necessary tool in stopping the enemy's ability to wage war. Here again, this is why I wonder, with today's media, is it possible anymore, if circumstances demanded our country to go to war, could it be done without a good portion of the media trying to make the public sympathetic to the enemy's casualties.
So the thought today is waging war with a clear end goal without the media pandering to the other side, no matter how barbaric they might be, the answer to the question of is it possible anymore is, I think not.

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.