I woke up yesterday morning and discovered water leaking from the upstairs bathroom into the kitchen pantry. Of course I was angry. Mike turned off the water to the toilet and the drip, drip, drip stopped but it took well over an hour to remove all of the sodden items from the shelves that were now damp. A few days before Thanksgiving is hardly the time for a plumbing emergency but we have become all too familiar with making desperate calls for help during this past year. Obviously we’ll have to bite the bullet and take the unwanted and untimely expense on the chin. I might not even be thought too selfish if I were to complain a bit and feel somewhat sorry for myself. After all everyone understands how aggravating such an experience can be. Continue reading “It’s Raining Inside!”
Category: Commentary
Birthday Thoughts
It’s my birthday in a few hours. I have spent sixty seven years on this earth. I have seen much. I lost my father at the age of eight and watched my mother devolve into extreme mental illness when I was twenty years old. I have lost a number of good friends and many relatives. I have seen a President assassinated and a hero shot down. I have watched friends coming back from Vietnam maimed or in coffins. I witnessed the end of segregation and the inauguration of the first black President. My children have grown and blessed me with seven grandchildren who have unfortunately lived in a world more uncertain than the one I knew when I was a kid. I have had a happy marriage and a wonderful career that allowed me to have a very meaningful life and to meet some of the finest people that I have ever known. While I have seen much evil, I like to believe that the vast majority of the world’s people are truly good. I suppose that I am a cockeyed optimist even after all these years. I prefer being that way rather then thinking that my glass is half empty.
Someone that I know who is married to a Holocaust victim recently told me that her spouse often urges her to look forward rather than back. I suspect that anyone who has undergone such a terrible experience has to find hope on the road ahead because dwelling on what has already happened leads to nowhere. I think about many things and sometimes worry just a bit, especially when I see discord among the people that I love. I just can’t find it in myself to be self-righteous or judgmental. I have made too many mistakes on my own to believe that I have all the answers. Besides, I have a knack for seeing the positive in virtually everyone with the exception of those who are undeniably evil. Luckily my encounters with such people have been few but I have spotted them immediately when they have been around. Continue reading “Birthday Thoughts”
Son of a Bitch!

Like many people across the world I spent Saturday and Sunday reacting emotionally to the terrorist attacks in Paris. My feelings ran the gamut. I was shocked, sad, angry, afraid, confused. I felt a sudden kinship with my fellow human beings in Paris whose world had so suddenly been shattered on what should have been an ordinary launch to the weekend. I quickly realized that a friend with whom I had attended high school was in the midst of that terrible night. She had been posting photos of her travels during the day and I had enjoyed seeing the images of the Louvre. What should have been a memorable trip suddenly became a nightmare for her. She was caught up in the maelstrom of chaos that descended on the city. Nobody really knew what might happen next and she was quite naturally shaken even as she sat in what she hoped would be the safety of her hotel room. Luckily for her things turned out well but I suspect that she will never again feel quite as secure as she once did. Perhaps there is now a lingering bit of paranoia in all of our minds. That is the true definition of terror and its purpose. Continue reading “Son of a Bitch!”
Christmas Cup Caper
Who knew that cups were such a controversial topic? Only last week I wrote about some folks who wanted to boycott In and Out Burger over the revelation of a phrase on the bottom of one of their cups that appeared to indicate devil worship. Problem was that the image was a cleverly photoshopped hoax that has been circulating in social media for at least five years. Less than a week later the world is all abuzz over this holiday season’s Starbuck’s cup. It seems that the Seattle based company decided to ditch their usual tacky Christmas cup festooned with ornaments and such in favor of a sleek and simple red one. Some goober claiming to be a preacher went off on Starbuck’s demanding that all of us of the Christian persuasion boycott the coffee houses because they have evidently taken Christ out of Christmas by introducing the plain and simple paper container.
Now I don’t believe in making fun of people’s religious beliefs. In fact, I go out of my way to defend everyone’s right to be as strange as they choose to be, even when I’m fairly certain that their thinking doesn’t seem to be part of the same Bible that I have read. Still, I often find myself of late wondering why so many people get so angry over what appear to me to be quite trivial situations. I mean, really, what is so darned important about a paper cup that we will use for a brief amount of time and then toss into the refuse bin? When I consider what Jesus would do if He were still around, the only conclusion that comes to mind is that He might roll His eyes and move on to something that is actually important. After all, this was the same person who had the temerity to perform miracles on the Sabbath and drive the Pharisees insane. He wasn’t exactly a stickler for convention.
My mother-in-law always invited her favorite priest to Christmas dinner each year and we often had some really good conversations with him. He used to imagine God the Father looking down on us humans and then turning to Jesus and asking, “What in the world are they doing? Didn’t they understand what you were trying to tell them?”
Jesus would then smile patiently and assure His Father, “ They are still trying to figure it out. They tend to be somewhat slow learners but they are trying.”
God would then shake His head as if to show His frustration and sigh, “Well let them carry on then!”
I know at this point in my musings I have no doubt enraged any number of religious and non-religious folks and that, as I see it, is the heart of the problem that we all face today. There are just too many among us who are have no sense of humor and even less willingness to allow each to be his/her own. I can’t even keep up with all of the places that I should boycott if I am to be in solidarity with the multitude of the causes swirling around us. Sometimes it feel as though I should simply become the quiet and unobtrusive little mouse that I once was when I was young. Staying under the radar seems to be the wisest conviction of choice.
Speaking of choices it is probably best not to even make them anymore because it is fairly certain that whatever we decide to do will cause someone or some group to be angry with us. We have to walk around these days as though we are being followed by the Gestapo. Saying the wrong words, wearing the wrong color, laughing at the wrong joke, or frequenting the wrong shops can bring an indictment even when the intent is innocent. It’s enough to make one weary. It’s far easier to become a recluse and not run the risk of accidentally offending someone.
I’ve gone through my stash of leftover paper cups and found myself wondering if I should dare to bring any of them out for the various celebrations that I usually have at this time of year. If I use those pink ones will I be secretly hinting that I am stereotyping women? Are the lime green ones the wrong shade for respectful Christmas parties? If I opt for the red ones do I appear to be siding with Starbuck’s and showing an anti-religious side? Does plain white whisper that I am not all inclusive? Perhaps the clear ones are the best. They seem to be the most neutral and far be from me to show favoritism or even reveal my personal philosophies.
It’s not any easier to decide which commercial outlets to frequent. I sometimes feel as though I have to sneak into some places lest people that I love might think ill of me for being a traitor. I actually like Walmart. I suppose that my mother ruined me in that regard because it was one of her very favorite stores. I learned to love the place but worry that my more progressive friends will view me as a low life for spending my money there. I look over my shoulder when I go to Chick-fil-a. I can’t quite recall why I should not go there but I know that there once seemed to be a fairly decent reason. It’s just all so confusing. Someone needs to make a boycott ap that we can all use to determine whether or not we should make purchases at particular businesses or try certain products. While our inventors are at it, an ap that helps us to remember prohibitive words and phrases might be of great use as well, although it would have to be continuously updated.
I suppose that I am showing my age when I say that I am very confused. I studied Ms. Manner’s etiquette book when I was younger and I have always worked very hard to be polite to everyone that I encounter. Sadly it appears that the old rules are grossly inadequate for successful navigation in today’s emotionally charged atmosphere. I find myself wondering just how many people I offend from day to day just by expressing myself. Trust me. It didn’t used to be so difficult. Everyone used to know how to laugh. People were not so literal. I could use sarcasm and get understanding nods of approval. Now even my jokes may be suspect and subject to criticism.
I have to confess that I am a very happy person with a wicked sense of humor. I suppose that the fact that I don’t get upset by much is a clear indicator to some that I don’t care enough about the problems that people endure. I am a bit simple minded I suppose. To me a cup is a cup is a cup. I rarely notice such containers unless they have sprung a leak. They pass quickly through my hands and wind up in the trash bin which probably worries me more that how they appear. I mean, think of all of the refuse that is filling our dumps. Now that is a bonafide problem!
I guess in the end I’ll just bring out all of my cups this year and let each person decide which one he/she likes the best. Heck, I may even set out some pens and encourage those who want symbols of Christmas on their drink containers to just create away. Better yet, if you come to my house for the holidays you may want to bring your own cup. That way you are bound to be happy. In the meantime maybe someone will really create one of those aps to help us all to be our very best. Mostly though I intend to just keep on laughing. Humor has taken me this far. I don’t think that it will let me down now.
Have a Happy Holiday, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Whatever during this coming season. Perhaps instead of worrying about cups we all just need to sit back and count our blessings and enjoy one another’s company. Better yet, buy a red cup filled with Starbuck’s delights for someone who doesn’t usually have the expendable income for that sort of thing. My guess is that he/she won’t really notice what the container looks like. The recipient will only feel the love.
When Feathers Fly
“It must be true. It’s on the Internet.”
Gossip and rumors have been around for centuries. Much like feathers being loosed from a pillow they are almost impossible to contain or retrieve once they have been set free. Even when they are found to be false their poison and impact lingers. Social media has been an especially bad breeding ground for ideas and slanders that are not always grounded in truth. It’s so easy to post a photo or a statement and watch it go viral. The hard part is retracting it when the truth proves it to be false.
I see such posts constantly. I have believed information that was later proven to be a hoax. There are so many examples of urban myths that somehow become accepted as facts. One such post has been making the rounds for almost five years. It is a photo that depicts an In and Out cup bearing the phrase “Hail Satan” on its bottom. The image is actually a photoshopped creation that was initially intended to spoof the In and Out Burger practice of putting biblical references on cups. Over time it became an indictment of the owners of the burger chain as devil worshippers. The truth became lost in the furor with individuals vowing to never purchase another burger again. Now it is not uncommon to see the picture on Facebook walls with commentary about how horrible the In and Out Burger franchise must be. Continue reading “When Feathers Fly”