Ramblings...

MOVING!!

2010-04-10T21:00:00.001-04:00

My blog has moved to: whyimright.wordpress.com

Hope you all visit me there!!

My Thoughts on Illegal/Undocumented/Aliens/Immigrants...?

2010-04-09T14:43:00.005-04:00

I just read a rather unremarkable article concerning the attempts to grant citizenship to student who also happen to be in this country illegally. The topic of the article got me thinking of how I really come down on the issue of illegal immigration. I was born in this country, served it in the military and love it as much as anyone. I believe in the melting pot society that has developed over the last 200+ years, but I also believe that it is time to reevaluate our immigration policy. The United States is simply becoming too crowded and financially overburdened by people that chose not to follow the rules of entering our country.

Now I know I am going to get emails railing against me for not remembering that we are ALL immigrants in this country. To the contrary, I do remember. But let's be realistic, times were different then. With all due deference to the Native Americans that our ancestors displaced, we are where we are now. (I make no secret of the fact that this country was invaded, and the natives lost, but that is a subject for a different blog.) Back in this country's infancy, there was plenty of land and even more opportunity to be free. We were a destination for those that could not find freedoms in their own countries. An admirable quality for the US has turned into it's own worst enemy.

If we had unlimited wealth and unlimited resources, I would welcome all those that sought a better life...but we no longer have that luxury. We can no longer be the caretaker for those that are poor and/or unhappy. I am not an advocate for closing our borders, just strengthening both them and our immigration system. I would still welcome those that are willing to follow the rules to enter our country, and willing to be a productive member of our society. I work very, very hard just to live paycheck to paycheck. I owe a good chunk of money, and do my best to stay above water. It is difficult to see illegal immigrants receiving federal and state benefits that I am not even eligible to get. It is difficult to see them working under the table and not paying taxes, while my taxes pay for their housing, their children's education and more. Many work hard themselves, but they do so illegally.

I understand that I have not suffered the way some immigrants have, and I certainly know that MANY of them enter this country out of desperation. Again, I don't advocate closing our borders. I also don't have the answers...I'm just not that smart. But I do know what I would like to see happen. First, pass legislation that limits how you can enter this country legally, and more importantly enforce the resulting laws. I would also limit the number of legal immigrants per year...it just makes sense.

Secondly, I would grant immunity to all existing illegals in the country now, allowing them to register and start the process to be legal and productive citizens. I would change the laws that allow for children born in this country to automatically become legal citizens, and thus their mothers legal residents. If a family chooses to enter the country illegally to have a child (common in CA), medical care will not be denied, but deportation will follow.

Finally, I would decrease the amount of international aid we provide to the rest of the world and triple the funding to patrol and protect our natural borders. It does no good to take the above actions if our borders, especially those along Mexico, continue to be as effective as a colander collecting water. We can never prevent all the people from entering our country illegally, but we can certainly do much better. As somebody that follows the rules of our society, I find it unfair and insulting for others to not do so. I do have compassion, I simply no longer have any tolerance.

(I welcome your feedback, I just ask that you keep it civil.)

Something In The Air

2010-03-30T00:20:00.003-04:00

It's March 29th and I thought I smelled something familiar in the air today. I couldn't quite place it, but it evoked a sense of calm and relaxation, with just a hint of paradise. I took another whiff and the aroma became stronger...freshly cut grass, the faint scent of sausage, peppers and onions and the smell of broken in leather. Before I knew it, I was also hearing familiar sounds. I could hear the sound of a perfectly shaped piece of wood striking a leather bound rubber sphere. I could hear the muffled roar of a large group of people cheering, and even the melodic sounds of organ music.

What is that warmth I'm feeling inside? A long winter coming to an end, colors returning to the trees and lawns. Rain washing away the dreariness of a long 5 months without my love, my passion. I saw a little boy playing catch with his dad the other day, and to me it was like seeing the perfect work of art.

In 6 days, the 2010 Major League baseball season will be upon us. 30 teams will each play 162 games over the next 5 months. Add to that the tens of thousands of minor league, college and youth games around the country, and you have a little slice of heaven just bout everywhere you look.

The greatest sport ever invented is about to commence...go out and enjoy a few games. You don't have to spend a fortune, some of the best games I ever attended cost me about 6 bucks and took place in a Single A ballpark.

The boys of summer are taking the field...Go Sox!

I'm Back and I'm PISSED!

2010-03-27T19:59:00.004-04:00

I haven't been blogging lately, just don't seem to be able to find the time. However, with everything going on in the world lately...I see it as a good opportunity to make a comeback!

Today's Topic: The Vatican and the Pope
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In the spirit of full disclosure, I am a non-practicing Irish Roman Catholic. I was brought up in the church until I made my Confirmation, and then was allowed to make my own decisions. I am thankful to my parents for raising me that way, and I truly do believe in a higher power, if not the God that I worshiped as a child. My life experiences have molded my beliefs and I came to the conclusion that my God would not "require" me to worship Him in a church, that my God would not condone religious zealots, murdering abortion doctors or the meticulously amassed wealth of the Catholic Church.

That all being said, I have always maintained a distant loyalty to the church and a healthy respect for the pontiff. However, as the shame of the worldwide child molestation plague infests even the Pope, I have finally come to a point where I may wash my hands of the Catholic Church. It is one thing to systematically attempt to cover things up all these years (lest we forget that "Cardinal" Law is treated like a king at the Vatican these days), but when the holiest of the holy, the leader of our faith and the voice of God himself is implicated in the cover-up...well, it's just time to do the right thing.

The pedophile epidemic is nothing new to us here in the U.S., it is a permanent mark of shame on our country. But the rest of the world blamed our society for that shame. Now, the real truth comes out...Europe, Ireland and now Germany have shown that the infection was indeed worldwide. What is even worse is that the man responsible for allowing some of the molestations was then Cardinal Joseph Ratzniger...or as we know him now, Pope Benedict XVI. In 1980, he presided over a meeting of a priest accused of molesting children in Germany. He transferred the priest to another parish with no punishment. Six years later that priest was finally convicted of further molestations in his new parish. The Pope is responsible for those children being abused. I am ashamed to be a Catholic today. I am ashamed that my spiritual "leader" would accept the post knowing that he is complicit the rape and molestation of kids.

It is time that the Catholic Church itself is held responsible for these crimes. The Pope must do the right thing and step down. The victims must be compensated using the billions of dollars the church has in assets. I know this will never happen, but it is the right thing to do.

I feel for the thousands, if not tens of thousands of children that were abused. As for me, I am now more conflicted than ever. My faith has always existed on the edge of my existence, and now I don't even have that to count on. I have always, and continue to believe in a merciful higher power; but I also hope He is a vengeful God. If there is a God, I beg of you...damn these pedophiles and their protectors to an eternity of pain and suffering...and let it begin soon.

Tiger Woods Dog & Pony Show

2010-02-19T21:05:00.003-05:00

Good morning, and thank you for joining me. Many of you in this room are my friends (on my payroll). Many of you in this room know me. Many of you have cheered for me or you've worked with me or you've supported me.

Now every one of you has good reason to be critical of me. I want to say to each of you, simply and directly, I am deeply sorry for my irresponsible and selfish behavior I engaged in (specifically getting caught).

I know people want to find out how I could be so selfish and so foolish(no we don't). People want to know how I could have done these things to my wife Elin and to my children. And while I have always tried to be a private person, there are some things I want to say.

Elin and I have started the process of discussing the damage caused by my behavior. As Elin pointed out to me, my real apology to her will not come in the form of words (it will come in the form of money); it will come from my behavior over time. We have a lot to discuss; however, what we say to each other will remain between the two of us (until Elin writes her book).

I am also aware of the pain my behavior has caused to those of you in this room (sorry mom). I have let you down, and I have let down my fans. For many of you, especially my friends, my behavior has been a personal disappointment. To those of you who work for me, I have let you down personally and professionally (I cost you a ton of money). My behavior has caused considerable worry to my business partners (I made them a laughing stock for believing in me).

(Warning: Gratuitous pat on the back follows!) To everyone involved in my foundation, including my staff, board of directors, sponsors, and most importantly, the young students we reach, our work is more important than ever. Thirteen years ago, my dad and I envisioned helping young people achieve their dreams through education. This work remains unchanged and will continue to grow. From the Learning Center students in Southern California to the Earl Woods scholars in Washington, D.C., millions (millions?? really??) of kids have changed their lives, and I am dedicated to making sure that continues.

But still, I know I have bitterly disappointed all of you. I have made you question who I am and how I could have done the things I did. I am embarrassed that I have put you in this position (I myself have used many positions).

For all that I have done, I am so sorry (insert pause for effect).

I have a lot to atone for, but there is one issue I really want to discuss. Some people have speculated that Elin somehow hurt or attacked me on Thanksgiving night. It angers me that people would fabricate a story like that. Elin never hit me that night or any other night (that's actually true...it was early morning!!). There has never been an episode of domestic violence in our marriage, ever (I never got beat up by no chick!) . Elin has shown enormous grace and poise throughout this ordeal (She has my balls in a vice). Elin deserves praise, not blame.

The issue involved here was my repeated irresponsible behavior. I was unfaithful. I had affairs. I cheated. What I did is not acceptable, and I am the only person to blame (I'm speaking in short sentences so my girlfriend will understand).

I stopped living by the core values that I was taught to believe in (My father was a dog too). I knew my actions were wrong, but I convinced myself that normal rules didn't apply. I never thought about who I was hurting (I'm a guy). Instead, I thought only about myself (I'm a guy). I ran straight through the boundaries that a married couple should live by. I thought I could get away with whatever I wanted to (I'm a rich guy). I felt that I had worked hard my entire life and deserved to enjoy all the temptations around me. I felt I was entitled (do you know who I am). Thanks to money and fame, I didn't have to go far to find them (chicks threw themselves at me).

I was wrong. I was foolish. I don't get to play by different rules. The same boundaries that apply to everyone apply to me. I brought this shame on myself. I hurt my wife, my kids, my mother, my wife's family, my friends, my foundation, and kids all around the world who admired me. (HAHAHA)

I've had a lot of time to think about what I've done. My failures have made me look at myself in a way I never wanted to before. It's now up to me to make amends, and that starts by never repeating the mistakes I've made (next time I won't get caught). It's up to me to start living a life of integrity (I'll look that word up later).

I once heard, and I believe it's true, it's not what you achieve in life that matters; it's what you overcome (I heard it last night when my handlers wrote this speech). Achievements on the golf course are only part of setting an example. Character and decency are what really count.

Parents used to point to me as a role model for their kids (umm...not really). I owe all those families a special apology (just write a check). I want to say to them that I am truly sorry.

It's hard to admit that I need help, but I do. For 45 days from the end of December to early February, I was in (hiding) inpatient therapy receiving guidance for the issues I'm facing (I was getting laid there too). I have a long way to go. But I've taken my first steps in the right direction.

As I proceed, I understand people have questions. I understand the press wants to ask me for the details and the times I was unfaithful. I understand people want to know whether Elin and I will remain together (no chance in hell, but will keep up appearance for now). Please know that as far as I'm concerned, every one of these questions and answers is a matter between Elin and me. These are issues between a husband (scumbag cheater) and a wife.

Some people have made up things that never happened. They said I used performance-enhancing drugs (Viagra). This is completely and utterly false. Some have written things about my family. Despite the damage I have done, I still believe it is right to shield my family from the public spotlight. They did not do these things; I did (I just dragged them into it).

I have always tried to maintain a private space for my wife and children (been a snob). They have been kept separate from my sponsors, my commercial endorsements. When my children were born, we only released photographs so that the paparazzi could not chase them (like that would stop them). However, my behavior doesn't make it right for the media to follow my two-and-a-half-year-old daughter to school and report the school's location. They staked out my wife and they pursued my mom. Whatever my wrongdoings, for the sake of my family, please leave my wife and kids alone. (No joke here...the wife is fair game, but NOT the kids.)

I recognize I have brought this on myself (you think?), and I know above all I am the one who needs to change. I owe it (lots of money) to my family to become a better person. I owe it to those closest to me to become a better man. That's where my focus will be.

I have a lot of work to do, and I intend to dedicate myself to doing it. Part of following this path for me is Buddhism, which my mother taught me at a young age (I am not too proud to pull out the mommy card and the spirituality card in one sentence). People probably don't realize it, but I was raised a Buddhist, and I actively practiced my faith from childhood until I drifted away from it in recent years (the day I entered college). Buddhism teaches that a craving for things outside ourselves (sex) causes an unhappy and pointless search for security (a pissed off wife). It teaches me to stop following every impulse and to learn restraint. Obviously I lost track of what I was taught (understatement).

As I move forward, I will continue to receive help because I've learned that's how people really do change (and that's what my people are making me do). Starting tomorrow, I will leave for more treatment and more therapy (because the chicks there are H-O-T!). I would like to thank my friends at Accenture and the players in the field this week for understanding why I'm making these remarks today (they needed the publicity anyway).

In therapy I've learned the importance of looking at my spiritual life and keeping in balance with my professional life. I need to regain my balance and be centered so I can save the things that are most important to me, my marriage and my children (I learned a new position).

That also means relying on others for help (threesome). I've learned to seek support from my peers in therapy (group sex), and I hope someday to return that support to others who are seeking help (gigolo). I do plan to return to golf one day, I just don't know when that day will be (British Open...out of the country).

I don't rule out that it will be this year. When I do return, I need to make my behavior more respectful of the game (deal with the heckling). In recent weeks I have received many thousands of e-mails, letters and phone calls from people expressing good wishes (and twice as many calling me a prick). To everyone who has reached out to me and my family, thank you. Your encouragement means the world to Elin and me.

I want to thank the PGA TOUR, Commissioner Finchem, and the players for their patience and understanding while I work on my private life. I look forward to seeing my fellow players on the course (even though they would love for me to stay away).

Finally, there are many people in this room, and there are many people at home who believed in me. Today I want to ask for your help. I ask you to find room in your heart to one day believe in me again (treat me like a God again).

Thank you.

Legion - Lots of Anticipation, Little Reward

2010-01-22T19:45:00.002-05:00

I have been counting down the days until the opening of Legion, a movie that represents a genre I really enjoy. Well, I saw it today (12:30p showing, me and 6 other people in the whole theater!) and I really could've waited for the DVD.

The plot of the movie was no surprise. Angel falls to Earth to protect unborn baby from other angels, God has grown weary of man, etc...see any oneof the Prophecy movies for similar plot lines...Gabriel always the "bad" angel. I expected little in the way of surprises plot-wise, but with today's technology in film, I DID expect much more in special effects and visual dazzle.I was sorely disappointed.

Although the fight between the two angels, Michael and Gabriel, was half-way decent, there was little other action scenes to enjoy. A lot of gunfire and some cheesy death scenes were lame at best. To compound the disappointment, the entire movie takes place in one location (with the exception of 2 plot building scenes). The movie would have been much better if it had multiple locations...and a whole lot more angels!

Most of the acting was forced and over the top, and the cinemetography was lacking a lot. Paul Bettany (Knights Tale, DaVinci Code) was really good as Michael. The director was clearly trying to be artsy and attempted subtle film shots to add suspense. Unfortuantely, all he/she succeeded in doing was boring the audience. There was an awful lot of film time that could have been filled with more action and plot.

Bottom line...a good DVD rental, but a not-so-good movie. 2 out of 5 stars

Haiti - The World Watches...

2010-01-15T14:49:00.005-05:00

On Tuesday, January 12th, a magnitude 7.0 earthquake hit Haiti. Over the next 72 hours, my faith in humanity and of the inner strength of those involved has been strengthened...as it so often is in times of major disasters. It is with a heavy, yet hopeful heart that I share these thoughts.

As I write this, the death toll is estimated to reach 50,000. An additional 300,000 people are estimated to be homeless. In a country that on it's best day is as corrupt and poorly prepared for normalcy, this disaster has presented a seemingly overwhelming challenge. Haiti, as has been often repeated on the news, is the poorest country in our hemisphere. There is no military (other than UN peacekeepers) and the police are of questionable integrity. Despite these obstacles...these citizens of our planet deserve and are receiving the help they so desperately need.

My Observations of Sorrow

The scenes of death and despair are on the level I have not seen in many years. Hundreds of bodies are lining the streets, and hundreds more are piling up outside those hospitals still operational. I have seen cars with arms and legs protruding from the trunk, and even more disturbing...various body parts sticking out of the rubble...a somber reminder that rescue is still the priority rather than recovery. Today, CNN is reporting that mass graves are being created (and filled) a few miles outside of Port-au-Prince. The lack of resources is resulting in the necessity to remove the decaying bodies from the streets. The result is that thousands of Haitian will never know what happened to their loved ones, as the majority of these bodies have not been identified. I am also anticipating that "The Orphans of Haiti" will be a term the world becomes all too familiar with...how many children have lost their parents?

My Observations of Hope

Some of the first pictures out of Haiti were those of people digging through rubble by hand to reach the survivors. I watched the story of people that moved concrete for over 6 hours to save a 15 year old girl...she survived. I watched today as hundreds of Haitians marched through the streets of Port-au-Prince singing songs of hope. They were not looting, they were not rioting...they were singing. The very first nation to answer the call for help was the Dominican Republic, a nation that shares almost 200 years of hostility and hatred with Haiti. In addition, the United States, Britain, Iceland, Chile, Norway, Japan, China, Brazil and many other countries have already responded with supplies and manpower.

My Observations on the Power of Social Networking

We have been witness to an amazing leap forward in the power of technology. Within MINUTES of the earthquake, social networking sites such as Twitter and Facebook were abuzz with the news. Within HOURS, the ability to donate money towards relief efforts were up and running, and within a DAY, more money had been raised that anyone thought humanly possible. This was directly attributed to social networking and people like you and I donating $5 or $10 dollars at a time. It was reported this morning that more money has been raised as a result of social networking than was raised for both Katrina and the Tsunami COMBINED. The Red Cross is raising money through text messages at a rate of $200,000 per hour. Talking to my friends online, many confirm that they made contributions. Some of these people (like me) live paycheck to paycheck, but shame on any of us that cannot afford to donate $5 to help save a fellow human being. What impresses me the most about the social networking phenomenon, is that it is mostly the younger people that are making this happen. Although I am a little older, many of my cyberspace friends are younger...and they have made me very proud. Here are some ways you can help:

Wyclef Jeans Organization Yele Haiti
Text YELE to 501501 to donate $5

American Red Cross
Text HAITI to 90999 to donate $10

There are many more agencies that are directly working in Haiti and you can google for information on how to donate to them.

My Observations on the Sick Side of this Crisis

Rush Limbaugh and Pat Robertson. May they both die in a horrific manner on par with those in Haiti that they dismissed as unimportant. That's all I have to say about those two monumental scumbags.

My Final Thoughts

I am both touched and proud of my friends, my countrymen and my species. Once again the true value of life has been proven to outweigh the petty disagreements between us. There is no doubt that Haiti faces even more dire times to come. There will inevitably be the looting and fighting, and the criminal element will of course attempt to profit from this crisis. But for now, the eyes of the world are on the tiny country of Haiti - population 10 million. Those people need our positive thoughts, our prayers and most importantly our help. Please donate.

It's that time of year again...

2009-12-26T20:19:00.005-05:00

As 2009 comes to an end, I find myself spending a lot of time examining my life. A usual, my end of year evaluation comes up short in my mind, and I struggle with how to handle that feeling. Usually, I identify a bunch of New Year's resolutions that I have no chance of achieving. I wallow in my failures somewhere around the end of the summer, and start the whole process again.

This year I want to try something new. Thanks to the ever growing social networking scene, I want to reach out to all those I have met on Twitter and Facebook and ask for their help. 2010 will be my 44th year on this planet and I want it to be the most interesting, rewarding and satisfying year to date. I want to do that by creating a 2010 Action List. This will be a list of things that I will complete during the course of the upcoming year. The twist? I want all my friends to tell me what will be on that list. You give me the ideas and I will try to achieve them. Big tasks, little tasks, it doesn't matter to me. All I ask is that you make the task attainable. For example I work in Social Services, so clearly I can't afford to take a trip around the world!

Here's what I need from everyone:

1st - I need all my current friends to make suggestions, and more importantly, spread the word to your networks...retweet/suggest my blog to others. I want to make new friends as part of this process.

2nd - I want all the new friends I'm going to make to get to know me a little. Find out what I am like, and then with that information...make suggestions to my list!

3rd - Finally, hold me to my plan! I consider this a social experiment, success requires participation and encouragement. I have observed how Twitter has been used as a sales portal, I want to use it as a success portal. Every friend I have on Twitter and FB will be my personal Life Coaches. How can I fail?

I will periodically post my Action List, as well as my progress. So, that's it...that's what I'm asking for this New Year. Anybody willing to help?

Feel free to Tweet me, message me, or even send me an email at vipertim@gmail.com.

THANK YOU ALL!

The Prisoner - Lock It Up and Throw Away the Key!

2009-11-18T18:37:00.003-05:00

This little review of AMC's The Prisoner is nothing more than me being pissed that I can't get any of those 6 hours of my life back! Not only was this mini-series poorly directed, poorly written and poorly acted, but it also lacked any continuity and/or focus whatsoever.

I can live with the fact that the first 2 hour episode was nothing more than a quickfire repeat of the 200 hours of commercials AMC jammed down our throats for this. There was absolutely plot structure (in fact, I would go so far as to say there was no plot at all). Whoever convinced these morons that constant and unexplained flashbacks, flashpresents and hallucinations was the way to go should immediately be transferred to Fox News...they would fit in just right over there.

Let me be clear that I was not expecting much, but I would've liked a reasonable little attention keeper. The wardrobe reminded me of Gilligan's Island, the big bouncing ball was unbelievably ridiculous, and the fact that nothing ever gets fully explained in any intelligible manner was just amateurish. Most of the characters were extremely 2-dimensional (I think on purpose), but several of them could have been explored in a way that certainly would have improved the movie...just as I know that better writing and directing would've elevated this series to at least interesting.

I really have no reason for writing this diatribe except for 2 things that really bothered me at the end of the series. First, AMC immediately starts advertising how we can own this piece of history on DVD...ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?! They are just a bunch of thieves. But even more criminal, and on this I will not budge...I observed an interesting thing in the closing credits The producers actually credited Jim Caviezel's Acting Coach. ACTING COACH!! Jim Caviezel was a suck actor before this, and he especially polluted the screen in this...I really just have one question for these producers...if you thought this "Acting Coach" was worth crediting, you got another do-nothing job for me?

Thanks to All!!

2009-10-03T14:12:00.005-04:00

(Start of the 25 mile race)

I just wanted to thank everyone who donated to the Ride for Kids! It was a beautiful day for the event, and we had the largest number of riders (1100+) ever!! It is of course not too late to donate, just refer to my previous blog post. To all those that did, you have made

a difference in the lives of children.

Thanks again!!

Tim

Rodman Ride For Kids

2009-08-12T22:51:00.006-04:00

"It's that time of year again...I need your help!"

Dear Friends

I am writing to ask you to support the Robert F. Kennedy Children's Action Corps by making a contribution to the 2009 Rodman Ride for Kids on September 26. The Rodman Ride for Kids is an annual charity event that takes place in Foxboro. RFK Children's Action Corps has a special relationship with this event: it was our staff that started the Ride as an agency fundraiser in 1989. I think we raised about $8,000. Now, the Ride is overseen by its own separate organization and raises over $6 million to benefit over 24 Massachusetts child-welfare agencies. Over 1,200 riders cycle a 25, 50 or 100-mile route and 400 volunteers (including myself) help out throughout the day.

I have worked for the agency for 5 years. Every day we see kids who face some of life’s greatest challenges. Each year we work with over 900 kids who have been abused, neglected and/or traumatized, helping them through residential counseling, therapy and a solid educational program. That’s why this event is so important to me. Because the Rodman Ride for Kids matches every dollar raised, 15% of each contribution goes directly to the agency. It helps us provide our kids with things that wouldn’t be available to them otherwise, things that other kids might take for granted. RFK Children's Action Corps is sending approximately 150 riders to the event and every member of the staff has pledged to try to raise funds to support them. My personal goal is $500 and I hope you will help by making a contribution. To make a secure online donation, please copy and paste the link below. You may also mail a check (made out to Ride-RFK) to Tim Considine, Rotenberg School, PO Box 724, Westborough, MA 01581.

My friends and colleagues have always been so supportive of this great cause, and I truly appreciate it! Thank you for your support!

Tim

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To visit my personal web page and help me in my efforts to support Robert F. Kennedy Children's Action Corps, Inc., copy and paste the following into your browser: http://rfk.kintera.org/faf/r.asp?t=4&i=316345&u=316345-259514687

Where was I when...

2009-07-09T22:12:00.003-04:00

9/11 -> At home getting ready for work...first heard about it while listening to the Howard Stern show. Turned the TV on in time to see the 2nd plane hit. My TV didn't get turned off for 3 or 4 days after that. I cried for even longer.

Flutie's Hail Mary Pass -> Sitting at my parents house telling my dad that the game isn't over yet. Needless to say, he was in the kitchen and missed it all!

President Reagan Shot -> Hanging out at Highland Variety after school.

Princess Diana Killed -> Laying in bed listening to my old AM/FM headphones.

Ball Through Buckners Legs ('86 World Series) -> Sitting in a tent in the middle of the Mojave Desert. I was in the Army and listening to the game on a transistor radio...with a Mets fan from NYC!!

Challenger Disaster -> Getting ready for an overnight shift as an MP in Bremerhaven Germany.

Magic Johnson Announces He is HIV+ -> Driving through Billerica Center. Very scary news about a virus that we didn't really understand too much about at the time.

Feel free to add to the list...

Dark Skies

2009-06-21T22:32:00.003-04:00

Dark skies have been coming,
the clouds have been gathering
The wind is changing;
the barometer is falling;
a chill comes over my body.

I sit here confused.
If I look out my window,
I see the sun shining.
The tree tops are still,
and the birds are singing.

Why can't I hear them?
Why can't I feel the sun's warmth?
These are questions that haunt me.
This is the curse that consumes me.

My world is painted in shades of gray,
devoid of vibrant colors and
absent of joy and direction.

The clouds continue to gather,
the storm is upon me.

Dark skies are here.

Summer Book #1- Completed

2009-06-11T14:32:00.003-04:00

I have been a David Baldacci fan for several years, but have just found the time to read this novel. If you like mystery and suspense, I am sure you will enjoy Simple Genius. It is filled with intrigue, misdirection and plenty of page-turning anticipation. I especially enjoy the way Baldacci can involve multiple plot lines in a way that remains intertwined and very easy to follow. Chapters are very short, 4-6 pages generally,which allows for the reader to easily retain the previous actions of the characters. The main characters, Michelle and Sean, are featured n several previous novels...but having read those novels is not a requirement to follow their story.

Baldacci is very good at using actual events and personal profiles to construct a story that is both believable and dare I say even probable! Of course he also adds a healthy dose of conspiracy theory to make things interesting.

MY RATING: A+ (A Must Read!)

The following is taken from davidbaldacci.com:

U.S. Release Date: April 24, 2007

A three-hour drive from Washington, D.C., two clandestine institutions face each other across a heavily guarded river. One is the world's most unusual laboratory, whose goals and funding are a mystery. The other is an elite CIA training camp shrouded in secrecy. Now a man and a woman are about to run a gauntlet between these two puzzle factories, straight into a furious struggle to exploit a potentially world-shattering discovery -- and keep some other secrets under wraps forever...

Former Secret Service agents turned private investigators Sean King and Michelle Maxwell have seen their lives splinter around them. Michelle lies unconscious in a hospital bed after a night of suicidal violence. And Sean is forced to take on a thankless investigation into the murder of a scientist just inside the CIA’s razor-wire fence near Williamsburg, Virginia.
Soon he is uncovering layer after layer of disinformation that shields a stunning world filled with elite mathematicians, physicists, war heroes, spies, and deadly field agents. Amid more murder, a seemingly autistic girl’s extraordinary genius, and a powerful breakthrough in the realm of classified codes, Sean soon learns enough to put his life at risk. Now more than ever, he needs Michelle to help him catch a killer, save an innocent life and solve a stunning mystery that threatens the very soul of the nation.

From Michelle's courageous struggle to defeat her long-buried personal demons to a centuries-old secret that surfaces in the heat of the action, Simple Genius pulses with stunning, high-intensity suspense.

Today's High School Graduates

2009-06-07T19:27:00.004-04:00

The time has come for me to bitch and moan once again! I attended a high school graduation this past weekend and was just so disappointed at some of the things I saw. Excuse the "old timer" mentality, but when I was young, graduation was a time to be proud of your accomplishments. It was also a time that was very important for your family...often times because many relatives may not have graduated high school themselves. I saw very little of that pride this day.

I admit that the day started off rather nostalgic, as the ceremony was taking place at the high school football field, just as mine had some 25 years ago (sigh). It was a beautiful day and the sun was in full effect. Caps and gowns were plentiful and parents arms were well-stocked with flowers and gifts galore. My first disappointment came when I noticed that many, if not the majority, of students were wearing a myriad of everyday clothes and sneakers to the ceremony. Now, I am not a stuck-up prude, but I believe you should at least look presentable at such an occasion. Kids wore shorts at my graduation too (it was 90+ degrees that year), but they were dressy shorts with appropriate footwear...not cargo shorts or basketball shorts with flip-flops! Many of the kids were dressed nicely, and I commend them, and their parents for that. I had all but written this off to a sign of the times when I noticed him. He was walking proudly in the procession between several people dressed nicely. He was clearly wearing shorts, as was evident by his pasty white legs, and flip-flops...and was later revealed to be completing the ensemble with a t-shirt! What makes him different than any of the other slacker students you ask? Well, he wasn't a student...he was a TEACHER! I guess it does trickle down from the top.

Well, I figured that I'm only here to support one of the girls I used to work with, so no need to get so concerned. That's when the 2nd punch in the gut took place. As the school band begins playing a surprisingly good version of the National Anthem, I notice several people just ignoring it and still sitting...including my co-worker. As I glared at her, she looked at me and glibly said "I'm not very patriotic" and chuckled. The Army veteran in me only kept from punching her in the face because she was a woman, I was that mad. It's funny, because I know that bitch didn't work on Memorial Day...I guess she's patriotic enough to get a paid day off from work. Needless to say, I moved to the other side of the stadium and all but ignored her the rest of the day. You don't have to wear an American flag to make me happy, but show a little damn respect, and understand what the anthem is all about.

So, if you are still reading my drivel, you must be thinking it can't get much worse...well of course it did. Most graduation ceremonies include several student speakers, and they are generally boring as all hell. They usually spew forth the usual "we will never forget" and "we are the future" lines. This school mus have thought they would do something different. Apparently they found the dumbest rock in the class to speak, and I would insert a blond joke here, except she WAS blond! This brain surgeon-in-training got up and expressed her "fear" of going into the real world and surviving in college. OK, I can understand that, who isn't scared with that proposition? But she didn't cite the fear of college pressure or achieving more difficult goals, no...no...no! She is worried about her dirty dishes! As she claims, and please notice the quotation marks, "I've never made my own bed in my life" and "I don't even know how to load the dishwasher". This was part of her commencement speech. Her parents must be be so proud, and a couple of assholes! She also apologized for not citing current events in her speech because "I've never even read a newspaper, and I don't watch the news". At this point I almost cried. I was witnessing a young lady who, according to this school, was worthy of speaking on behalf of 500+ of her classmates.

Is this what has become of our younger generation? I admit, we were not choirboys when I was growing up, but we certainly had a respect for the way things are done. I couldn't even eat breakfast if I didn't make my bed, and this 18 year old dumb-ass doesn't even know how to make a bed! I was listening to the radio the other day, and the guests were talking about the difference between WWII and the wars we encounter today. Back then, people in the country would sacrifice everything to insure victory over tyranny and aggression. Times were simpler and the focus was unified and stalwart. Today's youth show very little evidence of that determination. We are a much more narcissistic and apathetic country. Freedom and progress are great, but thy come at a cost...our cost is the lack of respect and responsibility we have bred into our youth.

I served 3 years on active duty, and I was lucky enough to have been honorably discharged before the 1st Iraq War. I was ready and willing to fight to defend this country and what it stands for, and so were many of the high school graduates that day (they recognized those going into the military). If you are reading this, I am going to ask you for something in return for my service. If you are under 25 years of age, read about your country's history. Know why we have the freedoms we do, and know what it cost to achieve and preserve those freedoms. Don't just know who won what wars, read about the battles and the people that fought them. Learn about what was at stake and what happened to those countries that didn't stand up to the oppressors. If you are over 25, TEACH the youth of this country. Don't let them become that girl who never read a paper and couldn't make a bed. Teach those younger than you to respect those that came before them. Teach them the basics of please and thank you, and what that might get them in life. Don't let these kids end up screwing everything up. I'm still doing my part...are you?

Here endeth the lesson.

Sanctuary

2009-06-04T18:29:00.008-04:00

So, I've been a little depressed lately and I took a well-needed vacation from work. What I needed was a place I could go to just relax and not be annoyed by life passing me by. Well, I certainly found it today...my sanctuary. About 20 minutes from my house is the Tower Hill Botanical Garden (http://www.towerhillbg.org/), a place that I really thought was just another garden. In reality, it is a place where you can enjoy a wide variety of nature experiences. They a have a 1-mile loop walking trail, several different gardens and numerous areas to sit, picnic or just space out!

I discovered this little place set apart from the main area, and the view (picture above) was just so peaceful. There was nobody else there, and I hope it stays that way, because I plan on making it my home away from home. It's a place I can go to do some reading, or more importantly, some thinking. I really need to take stock of my life...where I'm going and where I need to be. I wish I knew exactly what I need to focus on, but I suppose there wouldn't be any problems if I knew the answer to that question.

So, over the next few months, if I'm missing from twitter, or facebook, or anywhere else...this is most likely where I will be!

Star Trek Review & My Summer Reading

2009-05-30T21:38:00.003-04:00

I don't go to the movies that often, I think the prices are ridiculous. However, I grew up during a time when the original Star Trek TV series was considered cutting edge...so I just had to see the new Star Trek movie. I went with a healthy ounce of skepticism, expecting to be underwhelmed. I am a huge movie nut, and I tend to watch with a critical eye, especially if the movie is a remake of some kind. Well I can sum up my experience in one, elongated, hyphenated word: UN-FREAKING-BELIEVABLE!!

I was not just pleasantly surprised, I was downright impressed. I knew the premise going in, but was worried how they would provide a back story for a franchise that has reached every corner of the TV and Movie world (both for better and for worse). I was happy that they pretty much maintained the known history of the original crew. Even things that were changed were done so in a way as to acknowledge they were changed, and in a plausible way to be believable. The movie is just peppered with nostalgic references to both the series and some of the movies. Of course I found myself and a few others being the only ones laughing a few times, but that was because we got the inside joke...that just made it even funnier. I won't include any examples, so as not to spoil it for those of you that have yet to see the movie.

I particularly appreciated the fact that this film did not rely on the Klingons to play any role whatsoever. Instead, the villains were Romulans, and they were portrayed in a way that was very creative, albeit a little contrived. Special effects were plentiful and impressive, even if they were poorly edited at times. I thought it was interesting how they tried to update the technology of the late 60's sci-fi genre, while clearly making it interesting and flashy. I also like how some of the things they left to look exactly how they were back then (shuttle craft and transporter for example).

The best part of the movie was the cast, as it should be in all films. The producers hit a home run with these people. Usually, I am not a big fan of actors imitating the original characters from other movies. I prefer they find their own voice and create their own version of the character. But in the case of this movie, imitation WAS the sincerest form of flattery!! This cast did a superb job of mimicking their counterparts, and still were able to put their own signatures on the performance. The original series was so campy and the cast so over dramatic, that a remake that did not include that would have been disappointing I think! Exceptional performances were put in by the actors that portrayed Spock and McCoy, simply incredible. The only disappointment was the dude that played Chekhov...although his accent was hysterically funny.

Overall - Great Job!! I will be very disappointed (and shocked) if there are not at least 2 or 3 movies in the making. This is clearly the birth of yet another Star Trek franchise.

SUMMER READING

I used to read books like they were going out of style. As I got older and busier, and with the growth of the Internet, I have barely picked up a book in recent years (maybe 1 or 2 a year). I am devoting this summer to reading as much as I can. I love reading, it allows me to immerse myself in a story, or to let me feed my passion for history. So, if anybody really cares, here is my summer reading list:

Simple Genius - David Baldacci (In progress)

The Associate - John Grisham

Heinrich Himmler
(The Sinister Life of the Head of the SS and Gestapo) - Manvell/Fraenkel

Hidden Heroism (Black Soldiers in America's Wars) - Robert B. Edgerton

Twilight of the Long-ball Gods
(Dispatches from the Disappearing Heart of Baseball) - John Schulian

That should keep me busy...

Buzz Buzz...It's a Spelling Bee!

2009-05-26T21:46:00.004-04:00

Flipping between the Red Sox and Magic games, I happened to come across the Scripps Howard National Spelling Bee. First of all, why is it on ESPN2...is this a sport?? Sameer Mishra was the 2008 winner, and yet still no Gatorade commercials?? Bring back Australian Rules Football!! Sorry I digress...

Anyhoooo...what is the real benefit to these things? OK, so these kids can spell circles around the average person, but do they even know what the words mean? Obviously, the answer is no, since every kids asks the definition of the word! Personally, I don't need to know how to spell words whose meaning I don't know...because chances are I'll never use them in a sentence!! Then there is the geek factor. There is certainly nothing wrong with being a geek, but these poor kids are on track to being super-geeks! I think I actually saw one with a pocket protector!

What kind of life are the parents of these kids allowing them to have? They spend every waking moment for years studying the spelling of words. In Sameer's case, his sister is also a past winner, and between the two of them it was 7 years of studying spelling words! Sheesh...let a kid be a kid why don't you. The pressure is immense, and yet, these kids just keep plugging away, all the while the eyes of their parents boring into them from the side of the stage.

But there is one thing that puzzles me more than anything else. Why is it that despite all the things I noted above, when they finally announce a winner, I get a little choked up seeing the smile on his or her face? Hmmm...guess I'm just a big softy!!

(But it still shouldn't be on ESPN2!!)

Memorial Day - Remembering Heroes

2009-05-24T19:47:00.004-04:00

Tomorrow is Memorial Day. We all know what that means to the majority of America these days...cookouts, campfires and carnivals. It's considered the unofficial start of summer and a time to start heading to the shore for some sun and fun. Isn't that just a shame? There is nothing wrong with any of those things, in fact I've been known to enjoy a hot dog or two myself. However, does anybody really put any thought into what this day is really all about? If you take out people over 50 (which I am not) and veterans (which I am), the rest of American society probably doesn't give this day a second thought.

When I drive by a cemetery and see hundreds of American flags, I don't think how pretty it looks. I recognize that they mark the graves of men and women that gave their lives for ME! These men and women died so that I can have the freedom to think and say just about whatever I want, and so that 10 other people could have the freedom to disagree with me 10 different ways. I don't think I personally know anybody that has died in war, and they certainly did not know me...but still, they laid down their life FOR me.

I have taken many trips in my life, but I have visited 2 places that have left me particularly inspired, in awe and tearful. The first was Arlington National Cemetery. I defy you to visit there and not cry. Looking out over a sea of white crosses, and thinking about what each of those crosses represents took my breath away. The second place was Gettysburg National Battlefield. It is the only place in the world I have ever been where I swear I could actually hear the voices and the battles while I stood in an empty field...it gave me chills several times over. If you need to look up either of these places on wikipedia, don't be embarrassed, just do it...please know our history!

The word hero is thrown around an awful lot these days, and most of the time it is used poorly. To call a basketball player, an actor or a musician a hero is to lessen the importance of the word. Every man and woman who has ever given their life in defense of this country is a HERO! They are not heroes because they died, but because they knew they might. Did you ever wonder what went through the minds of these people as they prepared to perform the final tasks of their lives? I'd be willing to bet that most were terrified. I doubt any of them intended to die, but many knew they would, that's a hero. Many have died trying to save others who themselves died for their country, or protecting innocent people who just got caught in the middle. Again, those are heroes.

What I am asking everybody to do is very simple, and doesn't take much effort at all. Tomorrow, as you sip your beverage of choice, and you decide what condiments to put on the burger, take a few seconds to remember why you have the day off. If your favorite ball player gets a big hit in the game, correct anyone that might refer to them as a hero. If you have children, teach them about those that made our way of life possible, and if you don't know yourself...find out!!

I hope everyone enjoys the Memorial Day holiday, but keep in mind we are still fighting a war in two countries. How many more "heroes" will be created before we see the end in Iraq and Afghanistan? God bless our soldiers.

Some thoughts on golf...

2009-05-18T11:47:00.003-04:00

As I sit here and look out over the rolling green landscape of the local golf course, I wonder why it is that so many of us are drawn to this funny little game. I know why I like other sports. I know that I am drawn to baseball for the history and the intricacies of the game; and I enjoy hockey for the pace and the grittiness of the players. Football appeals to the warrior instinct within each of us, and boxing to the aggression we all spend so much time suppressing. Even horse racing, where the animals are the real athletes, I admire for the majesty, beauty and power of the horses. But golf? I just can't figure it out.

Don't misunderstand me, I thoroughly enjoy the game, even if I am financially precluded from playing it as often as I would like. I just don't know WHY I like it. Why would anybody want to spend half the day hitting a tiny ball with a piece of metal, especially when they miss what they are aiming for more often than not? Of course, it can be good exercise...when you walk the course, but most of us prefer carts (don't lie). As I alluded t before, it is not a cheap sport to play. You need special shoes, clubs that fit you, balls, and don't forget the clothes! Oh boy the clothes. At least they are getting more stylish, you don't see too may plaid pants or knickers anymore!!

Maybe if I played more, I could come up with the definitive answer on why I enjoy it. There is a feeling of satisfaction in reading a green just right and sinking a long putt. Sometimes you drive the ball and you can tell by the sound it makes that you nailed it...that's always nice too. Even if you do poorly on a hole, you have 17 other holes to do better on. Of course if you door poorly on all of them, you're screwed!

I just looked out the window again, and I think I have it. The sun just peeked out through the clouds and there's a little more blue sky over the fairways. I just realized...for me, it's not the game itself, but where it's played! Every course is unique, and most are thing of beauty...a work of art if you will. Mot sports are contested in a confined space, but golf is spread out over a spacious area. Each hole is a different landscape. Rolling hills, beautiful trees, babbling brooks, and wildlife galore (humans excluded)...that's what does it for me. As mad as I can get after a poor shot, it goes away pretty quickly when you are in the midst of a particularly tranquil setting. Yup, that's the answer I'm going with, and I can't really think of anything better. Fore!

Interesting Sculptures

2009-05-16T19:30:00.009-04:00

I visited a very tranquil place today...The Fruitlands Museum in Harvard, MA. It sits on 200 acres of beautiful orchards and farms, and contains, Shaker, Native American and American art exhibits. It was very quiet and just what I needed to get away for some alone time (something I am finding I need more and more each day). Although the sun was in and out, it was still a wonderful day to be outside. The artwork and exhibits are a record a mid-19th century utopian experiment, one of many such experimentsaround the country, but the only one remaining. The experiment only lasted half a year or so, but the patriarch of the founding family was none other than Louisa May Alcotts father. Interestingly enough, another famous writer spent time at this site...Henry David Thoreau.

My favorite displys at the museum, by far, were the brilliantly creative outdoor sculptures by Joseph Wheelwright. Wheelright has created a number of Tree Figures that are as inspired as they are large! From what I understand, dug up trees from his personal property in Vermont, turned them upside down, and sculpted the heads from the root bulbs of the tree...simply wonderful. It was just genius the way he used natural resources to create humanistic figures that bring you back to he natural resources...they also reminded me a lot of old fantasy and cartoon shows where the trees come to life. Here's a couple of the tree figures:

There were several more, but I think I have been able to show a good representation of his work. I encourage people in the area to check them out for yourself. I think they are there until November. (I'll post all my pics on my facebook page if you are interested. See link below)

Finally, although I did not take advantage of them this time, there are several miles of trails and plenty of possible picnic areas to enjoy. Overall, a nice day was had by me!

10 Minutes That Made My Week

2009-05-15T21:12:00.005-04:00

I feel the need to share a special10 minutes of my day with those that are interested:

For those that don't know, I work for a non-profit agency at a juvenile justice program for adolescent girls. Teenage girls can be very difficult to work with, and many people ask me how I do it. Usually I respond by saying that my heart has always been about youth services...I've been doing it for over 10 years (20 if you count coaching kids!). However, I always have those days that just make me feel angry or dejected or downright hopeless. The stories I could tell are full of heartbreak, trauma, turmoil, poverty, abuse, neglect..the list goes on. I am looked at as the paternal figure of the program, and for many of the girls, the only positive male figure they have.

Every once in a while, even this stern "tough" guy breaks down and sheds a tear or two. Usually it is while listening to the stories of the girls we work with, but every once in a while it is because of what the girls accomplish. Today I watched 5 of "my" girls put on an African drumming presentation to a visiting Kenyan Bishop. These are girls that generally can't do much for any length of time without distraction/disruption, and yet they created this wonderful presentation on their own and presented it to a group of perfect strangers. The girls had less than 2 hours of practice oer 2 days, and were nervous as all heck! When it was time to perform, they nervously set up their drums in the middle of a 25 person circle, and proceeded to play the most inspired and wonderful drum beats you can imagine.

When they finished their 2 songs, everyone present demanded an encore...and were rewarded with one. The looks on the faces of these girls during and especially after they placed was priceless. The sense of accomplishment and pride in what they had done, although minor to most, was priceless to them. In their world of constant failure and low self-esteem, they not only tasted success, but also realized they liked what they tasted.

I admit, my eyes welled up a little. Even though things are not great in the program right now, and the girls will always be a challenge...during that 10 minutes I was reassured. I knew I was doing what I needed to do in this world. Those 10 minutes, and the looks on those girls' faces, are why I do what I do!

Why?

2009-05-13T23:05:00.007-04:00

I saw a little girl lost in the store yesterday,

I thought "Why doesn't somebody help that child?"

I passed a group of teens doing drugs in the park last week,

I thought "Why doesn't somebody help those kids?"

I read about a group of kids who lost their youth center last year,

I thought "Why doesn't somebody help those children?"

I looked at myself in the mirror this morning,

I thought "Why didn't I help?"

Have you helped a child lately?

Boston Sports Fans - A Special Breed

2009-05-12T00:52:00.004-04:00

Being a Boston Sports fan, I expect to take a lot of grief...especially from New Yorkers. But isn't that what it is all about? Only fans from New York, or Chicago, or L.A. and maybe a few other places can really understand why we are how we are. The thrill of the game PLUS the "us vs. the world" attitude is what elevates the average fan into a parochial fanatic. Boston fans are not satisfied with a win, we need to make a statement. We relish when one of our rivals loses, even when we lose ourselves. Our rivalries carry over into everyday life...in schools, at work even at department stores. What Sox fan hasn't gotten pissed when they see a Yankees hat on the same display rack with anything Red Sox!

I know the rest of the country gets upset when ESPN shows their 22nd Sox/Yankees game, but why do you think they do that? You never know what is going to happen, but it is a good bet it won't be boring! I'm sorry if they don't show enough Kansas City Royals games. Let's face it, you could walk around Boston AND New York and probably not find 100 Oakland A's fans. But when the Sox are in Oakland, it seems like a third of the stadium is filled with Sox fans! It's the same across the Major Leagues...Sox fans can still sound louder than Tampa fans and they made it to the Series last year!!

The best thing about being a Boston fan is sometimes we just get spoiled. Last night I sat in a pub with 18 TV screens going...6 had the Bruins game, 6 had the Celtics and 5 had the Sox (1 had VH-1 on...don't ask!!!). The Boston sports gods have blessed us with 2 teams in the playoffs and another starting to hit their stride into the season. Let me tell you that every possible emotion known to exist was exhibited in that pub last night. From the way the Bruins took the 'canes to school, to Jason Bay doing it once again for the Sox, and of course, the last second clutch shot by Big Baby that showed that the Celtics weren't just going to roll over...it was electric.

Last night was just something your average fan from Indianapolis, Minneapolis, Raleigh, Seattle or most other places around the country could not possibly experience. And if you can't experience it, I can certainly see why you can't understand it. It really is quite special being a Boston sports fan. (By the way, the Celtics should have won by about 12 pts....see - never satisfied!!)

My Favorite Quote

2009-05-09T21:56:00.003-04:00

To laugh often, and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;
To gain the appreciation of honest critics
and to endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty;
To find the best in others;
To leave the world a little better;
whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived;
This is to have succeeded.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Greetings...

2009-05-09T21:35:00.005-04:00

This is the first of what I hope will be many periodic posts. I have reached a point in life where I have done much, helped many, and yet don't really know what I have to show for it. Hopefully this blog will help as I search for clarity. I also want to use this space to share what I find to be interesting tidbits from my travels around the web. I hope visitors will find this blog at least interesting. Please comment and join me in my quest...

As my first contribution, I want to share what I consider to be the true meaning of heroism and insperation:

http://www.philpacker.com/index.php