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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

The Anti Not-Gay Bias - PhillyBurbs.com


     So the big Chick-Fil-A scandal has come and gone.  Many a Chicken Caesar Wrap and Waffle Fry have fallen only to be countered by the great kiss-in protest a few days later.  Personally, I’m not so sure that this isn’t some sort of cow-driven conspiracy.  Everyone wants to make this a political to-do when it’s really probably just the self-preservation of cattle.  “Eat More Chicken!” they cry.
     But the political machine of being about nothing continues unchecked as we get herded into the cattle car of nonsense, limited thinking, division and general bullsh*t.  The owner of a fast food chicken joint expressed a belief in traditional values and all hell broke loose.
     In the name of said traditional values (in this case the notion that marriage is that of between a man and a woman) I bought myself a Chicken Caesar Wrap Combo on August 1st and a Grilled Chicken Combo on August 2nd.  There were dudes kissing there on August 3rd so I went to Boston Market.  Who am I to say anything about dudes kissing, but there’s no way to get around the fact that dudes were kissing.  It’s not me; it’s just - it’s not my thing and I sorta don’t want to see it.  It’s all good, though.  Kiss away. 
     Not a thing against gays whatsoever.  If one feels the need to embark on a risky lifestyle wrought with irresponsible behavior and deadly infectious disease then go for it.  Makes zero difference to me and I will not hold it against anyone.  And furthermore, that has no bearing at all on the definition of marriage being between a man and a woman (one of each in case there’s some gray area).  I can like gays or not like gays and marriage is still between two peeps of the opposite sex.  And, as luck would have it, there’s some gays out there that I’m quite fond of.
     It’s almost like the stem cell debacle.  Remember that piece of trash masquerading as something important?  Ever notice how that one’s long gone?  I could go into detail, but then I’d have to punch someone in the ****** head.  Actually, I’m starting to get pissed just thinking about it since there were even idiots in my own family who fell for it as another member was terminally ill.  OK, I’m officially pissed off.  Are you glad, ***wipe?
     Sorry for the tangent.  Getting back to Chick-Fil-A…  It was packed on the two days that I visited and it wasn’t a political rally or anything.  One was in Pennsylvania near Philadelphia and the other in South Jersey.  Both had the entire cross-section of everyone, but I’d say that the most represented group were young families.  I haven’t been to Chick-Fil-A on a non-scandal day so I can’t compare, but no one was running around with bibles and guns; not that there’s anything wrong with that.
     The one thing that I did sense was that there was an invisible unspoken sharing of an intangible something.  I don’t know; it was just like one big happy nation of nice chicken-eating people being nice and friendly without judging others or trying to make a point.  Not sure if that makes sense.  It was just a telepathic signal bouncing all over that we get it, it’s all good and let’s all eat some chicken together.  I almost felt like kissing the cashier, but rapidly got ahold of myself.
     The point is that these meaningless issues keep popping up to serve no purpose other than to divide and conquer for the ridiculous benefit of the morons who value politics over people and we keep falling for it.  I wonder what dumbness tomorrow will bring. 
     I think it’s getting to be about time that we start behaving like adults and start getting serious about real issues or we’ll all really be ****** in the ***.  I only say that because I don’t think I’ll be running for any offices or anything so I can say stuff like that.  Plus, I’m not getting paid for this so I’ll say what I want.  Chances are that I’m only saying what you’re thinking, plus I can kick your *** and there’s nothing you’d be able to do about it.
     So keep it up.  I think I’m starting to have one of my pre-Election Day meltdowns.  It’s OK. It’s not your fault.  I think I’ll be fine.

We Were and Still Are - PhillyBurbs.com


     There’s a good chance that the term “Monday Morning Quarterbacking” was invented with the ongoing Penn State fiasco in mind.  It’s all just too weird and doesn’t make sense on many levels.  It seems like it was all a perfect storm of failures by many for an extended period of time.  Maybe it was too surreal for them as well to even know what to do.  Kids were hurt in a way that’s too off the charts to process, but that doesn’t make it go away or any less real. 
     I question the way this was handled right up to the crescendo of removing the Joe Paterno statue.  I’m not a groupie or in delusional denial. I don’t even care about football.  I’m just not certain that justice is served by throwing Coach Paterno under the bus.  My perception is that he’s the convenient scapegoat of an entire litany of failed leadership.
     The disconnect for me is that the charges of extreme integrity violations are diametrically opposed to my experiences at Penn State.  I arrived in State College, like many, a highly clueless 17 year old and left a responsible adult.  The transformation was a direct result of the examples of integrity that are woven into the fabric of Penn State.  Many can confirm my charges.
     I watched the NCAA press conference with a lot of hesitation, but found myself agreeing with their ruling.  I had a sense that there were finally adults in charge.  Many will disagree with me and they’re not necessarily wrong, but I felt that the harsh actions by the NCAA leadership sent the necessary shock-wave of awakening.  Something went wrong somewhere at Penn State.  A psychotic freak molested children and no one screamed bloody murder.   No one.
     There were parental failures, political failures, moral failures, leadership failures and just plain sloppiness all around.  And, of course, there’s a child molester who…  I’m going to not continue with my train of thought.
     Maybe before we go pointing fingers at Joe Paterno we should first look in the mirror.  What kind of society are we creating where kids are expendable, where standing up for what’s right is brave and unpopular and where we turn a blind eye to those in need?  We can plug almost any address into the Megan’s List website and see that we’re absolutely surrounded by sex offenders of one type or another.  We think that we can implement a policy, create a new bylaw or fund a program and our problems will magically disappear.
     That only works in the utopian illusions of the truly delusional.  Sometimes we are defining ourselves when we criticize another rather than trying to do better ourselves. 
     Penn State is a great institution of higher learning that churns out real men and women of character.  We may never know what really happened behind closed doors, but we may determine that what matters now is how to proceed through those doors that are open; even if ever so slightly.
     Many are, but unlike a fair-weather-friend, I refuse to throw Penn State under the bus.  I think that Penn State needs to become a serious institution of discipline and conduct.  A new moral code needs to be printed up and signed by every incoming freshman and taken deadly seriously.  Politics needs to leave the campus and stay there.  Men and women of hardcore character need to grab ahold and not let go and resist the forces of weakness that are around every corner. 
     Human nature tends to seek the path of least resistance, but we’re better than that.  Penn State, us and the entire nation (quite frankly) has strayed.  Certainly, many of us would have handled things differently and would have done the right thing, but that’s my whole point.  We are the leadership.  Leadership is a two-way street that takes a lot of effort by all.
     And this won’t be over until the Joe Paterno statue is restored to its rightful home.  It belongs at Beaver Stadium and justice will not be complete until it is returned.



    

My Tomorrow is Yesterday - PhillyBurbs.com

     A friend just shared a brief online slide show that brought me back about 40 years.  I was instantly transported under the backdrop of “What a Wonderful World” while viewing some nostalgia of a time past.  The first slide read “These Really Were the Good Old Days…” followed by a picture of a large box Zenith TV from the early 1960’s just like the one we had.
     Next were a series of scenes from all my favorite shows.  There was Bat Man, The Twilight Zone, Mr. Ed, That Girl, Gilligan’s Island, The Beverly Hillbillies and Charlie’s Angels.  It just kept going. 
     The great actors from the 1940’s and the decades that followed were on full display from James Stewart, Clark Gable, George C. Scott, Lee Marvin and Eddie Albert.  Ernest Borgnine was in there as well who may have just ended that era once and for all with his passing the other day.
     This was a time where Hollywood was represented with dignity, class and integrity.  These qualities were demonstrated by who we chose as role models. 
     The slide show didn’t end there.  I continued by viewing the 1500 slides that I put on a CD a few years ago after the passing of my mom.  Man, talk about a blast from the past.  Everyone was in there from the early days of Levittown, PA.  It was certainly a different time; or was it?  What’s changed and is it really all that different?
     I didn’t become politically aware until my mid-30’s which intensified quite a bit into my late-30’s to today.  All I remember from before this time was people and not very much of politics.  Was it I who’s changed/grown or did politics reach a tipping point of over-reach that created a call to action for me and many others to get involved (or at least start paying more attention)?
     Connecting the dots suggests that more and more continue to develop ways to get politics to work for them and it’s getting to a point where it’s unsustainable.  Simple economics is, well, simple.  We continue to pay out to those who don’t produce, but are capable.
     We destroy entire industries with the minimum wage, unions send business elsewhere and entitlements (in exchange for votes) have run amuck.  At some point we’ll have no choice but to put adults back in charge. 
     I think that people are exactly the same today as they always were.  Most seem to respond very favorably to integrity.  But integrity is a threat to those who raid the public treasury.  It’s wrong, everyone knows it and it is big business on the grandest scale as if an out of control freight train with no deceleration in sight.
     I think that what’s changed is the way that we process information.  Information is good and more is better, but I think that we’ve embarked into the realm of a massive misinformation superhighway of moral decay that paves the way for the few to benefit from the efforts of the many.  “Leaders” behaving badly encourages a bandwagon of dirtballs who feed off of one another (and it’s OK because everyone’s doing it). 
     We went from the instant gratification of the “baby boomers” to the 50% divorce rate of the “grass is always greener” crowd to what makes me optimistic. 
     Maybe everything goes in cycles and I just see a lot of today’s kids as being remarkably intelligent, polite and considerate.  I don’t think that anyone from the current generation is going to fix much of anything, but I do think that it’ll be our kids who get us back on track where we belong.  They see for themselves the results of trying to keep-up-with-the-Jones’ and the associated cost of shallow living. 
     There’ll come a time when the Kanye’s and Kardashians just don’t cut it anymore.  The reality shows of today might even already be the catalyst where a lack of integrity finally “jumps the shark” once and for all. 
     So it’s probably not overly delusional to think that the days of yesterday are ahead.  Maybe there’ll be a modern Brady Bunch or a Leave it to Beaver of tomorrow.  Father Knows Best or even Marcus Welby, MD could very well be on a future cover of TV Guide.  All I know with 100% certainty is that people are inherently good.  I’m sticking with that and no one can tell me otherwise. 
     We simply have to get back to the basics of who we are and I think the journey back is already underway.  See you there and don’t let anyone ever try to tell you that it’s not a wonderful world.