Posts Tagged ‘politics’

Stream of Consciousness

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

This is part three of our miniseries, recognizing some of the sites we love. Check them out at the bottom of this post.

The first post we dipped back into time bringing you a piece of nostalgia from our childhood. “The Uniform”

The second post was all about expectations of that “coming of age” event called, “The Prom.”

Now from, “One of The Guys”

Well, this is going to be more of a stream of consciousness post. I’m just going to see where it goes. I like to do that sometimes. I might have a nugget of an idea, and then see how far I can develop it, similar to improvising on a theme when I play music. That’s what improvising is all about. Not knowing where the story is going, but still having some parameters to work with; basically the other musicians, the chord changes (if there are any) and the audience, because surely their enthusiasm or lack thereof dictates how the story is told.

And isn’t that the truth? Isn’t that what life is like? What being a person on this planet is like? One Big Blessed Improv Routine!! I mean seriously. We don’t know what the hell we’re really doing, where we’re going, what’s right, what’s wrong, who we really are. In fact by the time we THINK we’ve kind of figured it all out, we know the story is just about to conclude, and there’s no way to alter the ending.

I think about this a lot when I’m at home dealing with my kids. I try to give them parameters to work with, but I can’t control their own story as much as I’d like to sometimes. Why do I want to control it? Because this world is a scary place. And the older I get the scarier I think it is. Now don’t get me wrong. I work hard to see the beauty in all of it too, and I try not to let my fears paralyze me, or my kids. But now that I do have a family, life somehow seems more precarious, more fragile.

I remember being a bold teen, walking down the city streets alone, and not being scared of anything. Ignorance is bliss.

BUT NOW?

Now, the freaking squirrels scare the crap out of me. I think to myself, if one of those little ferocious beasts actually attacked me or the kids, I don’t think I could fight it off. Seriously! Could you? What if all the squirrels in the world decided to attack at once? We’d all be TOAST!

What does this mean besides that I’m nuts?

It means that we all have to trust in “the order of the universe.” Trust that the sun will come up…..at least occasionally where I live. Trust that darkness will come so we can rest. Trust that our kids will learn their own lessons and grow from them. And trust that the damn squirrels will stick to the trees.

So as I navigate through this world, it’s clear to me that I’m not alone. That no matter how nutty my thoughts are, I know I can just search, “Nutty Thoughts” on the web and find about a million people who think exactly as I do. (I’m not sure if that’s comforting or not, but it’s still amazing)

So what’s the lesson.?

We need to stick together, that’s what. We need to try to understand one another and realize that we all have so much more in common than we don’t.  We need to realize we all care about our families and we all want our kids to grow up and be happy and have opportunities. We all want to sit back and watch a game and root for our team without being castigated or threatened. We want the simple things too. A nice meal with a friend OR by ourselves. A quiet time to think. A good run, or walk. A night out to watch a concert. Some alone time with our honey. Or maybe time to read a cool blog, or find some cool new app on our iphone. (I don’t have one yet) We all just want to live and enjoy the time while we are here. Have fun. And maybe try to figure out where we’re headed after our time is up on this planet earth. Or maybe not.

Sure we’re all unique and that’s what makes this place so damn cool! But until we start acknowledging our similarities, we can’t celebrate our differences, to use a common PC expression. (Don’t get me started about being PC)

And let’s be honest, who the hell isn’t scared shitless of squirrels?

Take some time to check out these great sites. They cover all the things you might be interested in: Politics, Art, Philosophy, Religion,Parenting, Travel, and lots of humor! Enjoy!

Ask Cherlock

Astronomy for Everyone

A Little Girl Talk

Out of Context: Pieces for a Life (aphorisms)

Artistry Infaux

Applause for a Cause

Decaffeinated Coffee

Footsteps (Travels and Journeys)

Jeans Musings

Mad Kane

SuperMommy to the Rescue

Sugar Snow

Superficial Gallery

TJ Lubrano

The Suss

Virtual Synapses

Writing to Survive

Conflict, Grudges and Politics

Sunday, January 31st, 2010

Conflict is part of every relationship. No two people are going to agree on everything. Sure, we’d like to find someone who is on the same page as us when it comes to children, religion, politics or our favorite sports team. But that is only the tip of the iceberg. There’s still plenty to argue about; think money and sex.

For many years we’ve all heard that Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus. And that may be true, but it’s not the reason people have conflicts in their relationships. It’s more often about HOW the two people argue and whether it’s constructive or not. When it’s not, often there’s a grudge holder in the mix that has a hard time letting go.

So what constitutes fighting badly?

1. Getting off topic and bringing up the past.

Dragging old arguments into new ones is just bad, bad, bad. But so easy to do! :) Politicians are good at this.

2. Comparing the other person to someone they know you don’t like.

This is will escalate the discussion into a fight faster than you can say……Dick Cheney.

3. Hurling insults or swears.

Like calling each other a Sarah Palin. There’s no reconciliation after you go rogue.

4. Constantly cutting off the other person to make your point. Or basically not listening.

Or you could call this “Rush Limbaughing” to judgement.

5. Holding a grudge.

Hmmm……..I’m not even going there on this one.

By the time you get to number 5, the discussion/argument/fight is over for one person, but not the other. The second person clings to the problem obsessively, preferring to be right over resolving the conflict. Sometimes, this only lasts for a short while and they they come to their senses. Sometimes it goes on forever and it gets brought up in the next argument, and so on.

This is the kind of argument that goes on in Washington every day. Bad fighting and grudge holding run in perpetual motion 365 days of the year. But we actually now have a president who’s trying to break the cycle and get down to the basic task of fixing this broken country. It’s a shame both sides can’t just work together.

And although, I stand behind the president, there are many on both sides who won’t let go of some of their grudges. For change to happen and problems to be solved, we need at least some of these people to forgive and forget.

But if that can’t happen, we can at least do our best to take care of our own business. We can take care of our little kingdoms scattered across this country. Because in actuality, we aren’t from Venus or Mars, but from this little planet called Earth.

ALL OF US!

THE GUYS

Football vs. um..Football

Sunday, November 15th, 2009

Every Sunday THE GUYS gear up for a day of bone crunching hits, dazzling moves, clutch plays, irate coaches and crazed  fans. Yes, we like our football as much as the rest of this country does. It’s absolutely become America’s pastime, supplanting baseball long ago as the sport we obsess over.

Football used to be just for men, but that’s changed. Men and women plan parties around the weekly Sunday lineup. We know some women who actually like the games(we love that), but even the women that don’t care, seem to enjoy watching their husbands or boyfriends revert back to little boys, screaming at the TV, slapping five, doing the touchdown dance and all sorts of other foolery. It’s just a fun time, and that’s what we like in this country.

What else do we love about football? We love Office Pools, Fantasy Football and Rivalries galore. We love BBQs and parties. We love bonding with our neighbors and old high school buds who are still die hard townies. All of these things bring us closer together. It’s even a day that the hometown team erases the worst of political rivals. At least for three hours!!!

Finally, don’t forget the biggest attraction. The game is fast and it’s violent. Oh c’mon, it’s true. It’s wired in us. Predator vs. Prey. The hunt. Spears, knives. You name it, it’s in our blood. And we love blood!

So why does the rest of the world not give a crap? Let’s examine this issue.

Baseball is played in almost any country where there’s dirt. Basketball has spread faster than any virus could ever. Hockey…..well hockey’s hockey. But football? Not really. In fact the minute football dips it’s bruised foot in the Atlantic or Pacific, it’s washed back to shore with the rest of the rotted wood, oil spills and condom wrappers.

The real reason is because the rest of the world likes the “Other Football.” Yes, we can hardly say the dirty word……Soccer!

Don’t get us wrong. Soccer is a beautiful sport requiring such skill it’s beyond us! Many of the professional soccer players can do things with their feet that we only dream about doing with our hands. (Shh….don’t tell our wives that or we’ll be replaced fast than you can say, Little Jimmy!)  But somehow soccer hasn’t caught on here.

What you say, not caught on???? Yes, we do admit it’s the fastest growing sport in the country. Every kid, three and up, plays. And the opportunities to play are astounding. If you’re a nine year old kid in a suburb, at any given moment, you could sign up for at least three teams. Now that’s scary. You certainly can’t do that with football. Every kid has dreams of playing soccer in college. Well we should say every parent has dreams of their kid getting a college scholarship, even thought they still don’t know what “Off  Sides” really is.

In addition, soccer has crept into our lexicon. Anyone ever hear the term,  “Soccer Mom?”

So why do we stick by our guns? Why? Three reasons.

1. Professional soccer players are a bunch of whining fakers, and we’re  being nice here. Every single time another player gets near enough to create a gentle wind current, the guy grabs his ankle or leg and rolls around in pain like he’s a fish out of water.This is hardly what America is about. We don’t show our pain. We pretend to the rest of the world that “It’s all good!!!” We can’t have our professional role models showing the rest of the world we’re a bunch of wimps. That just doesn’t cut it.

2. The games don’t move fast enough. Yeah, the ball is flying around like a pinball on crack but it doesn’t go anywhere. It’s one big Bubble Boy game. The ball only breaks the bubble once or twice a game. Scores of 1-0 are common place and considered great by the rest of the world. Here in America we like our numbers big, like our servings. We’re all about extra, extra. Supersize us!! We want 27-24, or 56-0 or 33-31!The hell with 1-0. That’s like getting four fries and no shake. We just won’t have it.

3. We just don’t understand the game. We alluded to this earlier. Nine out of ten parents couldn’t tell you what off sides is, or the difference between a goal kick and a corner kick. And what happens when the ball goes out of the sideline. And what is “stoppage time?” And it goes on.

Sure we don’t really get football either. Most people have no idea what those Fat guys on the line are really doing, and the fact that they have the most important jobs on the field. But nobody cares. We don’t need to know about blocking patterns or who’s in motion or all the complicated play calling. We’re all about “Faith” in this country. If the announcers tell us it’s a complicated scheme, and if they tell us this coach is a genius and that player is intelligent, we believe them. We love being told what to believe because we don’t really care. We just know football is exciting and fast moving. That’s good enough for us.

So while the rest of the world is visiting their Sunday shrines or resting from their Saturday homages, we’re going to be paying our respects to our TVs in numbers so much greater than voters, it’s even scary to think. Which brings us to our final point.

The easiest way to get this country back on track is to hand it over to the NFL. Talk about erasing our debt and getting us back on track.  Sure, there’s no such thing as a sure thing, but the NFL is about as close it gets. And that’s a cozy thought in this world of violence, disease and uncertainty.

Who would have thought that one of the most violent sports on the planet could be a source of comfort? But oddly enough it is. It puts us all at ease, at least for one day out of the week. And since Sunday is traditionally the day of rest, somehow this works for us.

So whomever your team is, or whomever you’re rooting for, we say GO TEAM. We’ll be rooting along with you in America’s Church.

We can always pick up our argument tomorrow! ENJOY!

THE GUYS

Who are you rooting for today? Or whom do you root for in general?

Any soccer fans?