weeklies
friday p.m.,
a time to reflect,
on five days past,
and what to expect,
with tommorows.
goals marked done,
or rolled over in pain,
in a box next week,
to attempt once again,
or face sorrows.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Friday's 5 minute poem-2/18/04
rainy rays
the sun is gone,
grey clouds scud by,
all moisture laden,
a restless sky!
a dull bleak friday,
does not bode well,
that a 3 day weekend,
will turn out swell!
the sun is gone,
grey clouds scud by,
all moisture laden,
a restless sky!
a dull bleak friday,
does not bode well,
that a 3 day weekend,
will turn out swell!
Friday, February 18, 2005
The Greatest Generation, passing--a poem.
Those of us born in the 1940's and 50's have parents who were part of the "Greatest Generation". They were born in the 1920's or early 30's, were raised during the great depression, and in their late teens and early 20's left farms and family homes to fight a great war in foreign lands from Burma to Africa to Europe. It was the last real World War.
The greatest generation is dying off. Every war baby and post war boomer baby is losing their parental tie to an era unique in its violence and insanity, and to the generation who recovered from the insanity in the world and continued to develop and keep the ideals on which America was founded.
My father was a teenager of 19 when he left his family's farm and entered the army, ultimately ending up in Europe with the 7th Armored division as it pushed across France into Germany. He was a G.I. like many, on the front lines, wounded twice, decorated, and returned home a changed man, so my mother said. I never heard him talk of any of his War experiences. It was not something that many of his generation would share with anyone who had not been there. He died at 68, rather young I think! He would have been 82 last month.
Recently someone I work with told me through tears that her father had just died at 85 years of age. She wondered if I could write something for her for the memorial service. Thinking of my father, I told her that he had led a full life to reach 85. I asked her to take a few minutes and write something about him that best described him as her father. What did he do in life and what were her best memories of him?
She gave me her thoughts, and as I read them, she described an experience similar to my father's and, for that matter, all father's who were part of that generation who fought in WWII.
Her father had flown with the Flying Tigers in Burma and China. He made it through the war, came home, got a job, married, and had 5 children who he loaded in the car and took to the beach in Florida on vacation every year. To keep them occupied in the car, he substituted funny lyrics to popular songs and gave each of the 5 children their own verse to sing as they traveled the road south to Florida.
His life's story could be written with a blank for the name that could be filled in with the name of the father of many children born of that great generation. As I wrote a poem in his memory, tears came to my eyes. It was also a poem to the memory of my father who died 14 years ago.
To the memory of a father in the
"Greatest Generation"
Our Hero!
A life lived,
An epitome,
Of the "greatest generation".
When a youth,
Under fire,
Flew tigers, to save the world.
An experience,
Never shared,
With those who were not there.
A hero,
Among many,
Returned home to forget sadness.
To move on to tomorrow.
Elation!
Optimism!
Hard Work!
Goodness!
Love!
Faith!
Family!
Our Hero!
A life lived,
For others,
His family and friends.
So much to give,
Whose gifts,
Were never exchanged.
His universe,
A bright star,
with five twinkles from his eye.
Who grew,
To be stars,
In their own right.
To shine bright in his heaven!
Our hero!
Has gone on to tomorrow!
Mark Worden
February 17, 2005
The greatest generation is dying off. Every war baby and post war boomer baby is losing their parental tie to an era unique in its violence and insanity, and to the generation who recovered from the insanity in the world and continued to develop and keep the ideals on which America was founded.
My father was a teenager of 19 when he left his family's farm and entered the army, ultimately ending up in Europe with the 7th Armored division as it pushed across France into Germany. He was a G.I. like many, on the front lines, wounded twice, decorated, and returned home a changed man, so my mother said. I never heard him talk of any of his War experiences. It was not something that many of his generation would share with anyone who had not been there. He died at 68, rather young I think! He would have been 82 last month.
Recently someone I work with told me through tears that her father had just died at 85 years of age. She wondered if I could write something for her for the memorial service. Thinking of my father, I told her that he had led a full life to reach 85. I asked her to take a few minutes and write something about him that best described him as her father. What did he do in life and what were her best memories of him?
She gave me her thoughts, and as I read them, she described an experience similar to my father's and, for that matter, all father's who were part of that generation who fought in WWII.
Her father had flown with the Flying Tigers in Burma and China. He made it through the war, came home, got a job, married, and had 5 children who he loaded in the car and took to the beach in Florida on vacation every year. To keep them occupied in the car, he substituted funny lyrics to popular songs and gave each of the 5 children their own verse to sing as they traveled the road south to Florida.
His life's story could be written with a blank for the name that could be filled in with the name of the father of many children born of that great generation. As I wrote a poem in his memory, tears came to my eyes. It was also a poem to the memory of my father who died 14 years ago.
To the memory of a father in the
"Greatest Generation"
Our Hero!
A life lived,
An epitome,
Of the "greatest generation".
When a youth,
Under fire,
Flew tigers, to save the world.
An experience,
Never shared,
With those who were not there.
A hero,
Among many,
Returned home to forget sadness.
To move on to tomorrow.
Elation!
Optimism!
Hard Work!
Goodness!
Love!
Faith!
Family!
Our Hero!
A life lived,
For others,
His family and friends.
So much to give,
Whose gifts,
Were never exchanged.
His universe,
A bright star,
with five twinkles from his eye.
Who grew,
To be stars,
In their own right.
To shine bright in his heaven!
Our hero!
Has gone on to tomorrow!
Mark Worden
February 17, 2005
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Rain!
The most notable happening so far this year has been rain! Our historical average annual rainfall in the San Diego area has been just over 9 inches annually. We have a semi desert climate, thus the 3 million people around here depend on a series of reservoirs storing water from the Colorado River and from the California aqueduct, as well as some run off from our local mountain ranges.
The last 5 years have been drought years throughout much of California and the West, with rainfall in San Diego averaging around 4 inches each of those years. People worry about water! We have watched the water level in the the local storage "lakes" drop very low to less than half of their capacity. Lake Hodges, a few miles to the east of Encinitas in Escondido, and which depends on local runoff, had dwindled to about 20% of its normal surface area. What once was a great recreational and fishing lake had become inaccessable to boats. The launch ramp was hundreds of yards from the waters edge. A forest of trees had grown up within the normal lake bed over the last 5-6 years. There had been talk of allocating a few hundred thousand dollars to a project to remove those trees, because there is a project planned to connect the lake to the network that supplies other reservoirs to insure that lake levels could be maintained in the future.
Then in January and February the rains came. Some of the storms came from the north and were cold and stormy. Some came from the South and were warm and steady. In the last couple of months over 20 inches has come down, and there is more on the way this weekend. It is likely that we may get three times our average annual 9 inches of rain this year. (And 6 times last year!)
Lake Hodges is full again and is almost overflowing the dam. There are tree tops sticking out of the lake over a wide area. That might be good for the bass, but makes for a messy lake, and for a poor source of drinking water.
With many areas of high density population, when Southern California gets lot of rain strange things happen. Roads become slick due to a buildup of oil residue on the pavement. The incidents of fender benders goes way up. That is hard to understand if you are from a place where it rains and snows often, and a driver has to face weather conditions on a regular basis. One might think that Southern California drivers are wusses when it comes to driving in weather. Maybe so, but give them credit for facing bumper to bumper traffic on 10 lanes of freeway going and coming to wherever on a daily basis. Rain on the freeway is not a common condition, and there are millions of cars in close proximity to each other with brakes that don't grip as usual. Rain is good for body shops!
With the type of porous soil which exits in some locales, alot of rain can satuate it and cause it to liquify. In January in Orange Country, just south of L.A., a new $2.5 million home which had just been built on the edge of a hill started to slide endangering other homes near it. It was condemned and it took only a few hours for a piece of heavy machinery to knock it down and load the debris in a truck. So much for someone's dream home. One hopes the contractor has insurance.
In a small town on the coast just north of L.A., part of a hillside collapsed and buried a number of houses and killed 10 people.
Even in Oceanside, just north of Encinitas, there was a hill that started to slide and endanger homes that had been there for 30 years.
Rivers in Southern California are very strange. The Los Angeles River is a very long river that runs through the heart of most of the city from the San Gabriel Mountains to the Ocean. It is a large ditch completely surfaced with cement. In some places it is 100 yds or more wide. For most of the year, the ditch is empty. Maybe there is a trickle of water easily stepped over. The cement channel has been used for car chases in alot of movies and TV shows. When it rains a bunch in the area, all the runoff from the mountains and from much of the storm sewer system in the city makes the river a huge raging torrent, dangerous to all who venture near it. It is the ultimate flash flood. People drown in the desert! Weird!!
All the debris that people throw into or that washes into the storm drains in all the populated areas on the coast flows down the rivers and into the ocean. Beach areas turn brown with the color of the silt and sand and the pollution that flows along with it.
The San Louis Rey river in North San Diego County runs through the golf course where I am a member. It drains through the valley east of Oceanside and its mouth opens to the ocean in Camp Pendleton. Most of the year it is a gentle creek. After the last rain storm it flooded three or four of the holes. We are playing two of them as par threes instead of fours, and have sandbagged the green on the other. Bummer! It probably will be 2-3 months before the fairways on those holes dry out.
On the other hand, having adequate rain in southern California is a relief! It is wonderful to see lakes filled to their capacity! It's good for fishing and boating. The mountain forests become healthier and less prone to disease and fire. Wildlife flourishes! There is green as a primary landscape color rather than brown. Golf courses get lush. People seem less tense.
I just checked the web site for Anzo Borrego State Park(anzoborrego.statepark.org), which is the largest desert park in California, and the wildflower bloom is early this year because of all the rain. Even some of it splashes over the Laguna Mountains to the east of us into the desert to change the landscape on the desert valley floor into a kalidescope of color that is a view worth the two hour drive!
Rain brings life!
It is Thursday and the forecast is for more rain starting tomorrow. It is sprinkling outside!
Traffic is slowing.
The last 5 years have been drought years throughout much of California and the West, with rainfall in San Diego averaging around 4 inches each of those years. People worry about water! We have watched the water level in the the local storage "lakes" drop very low to less than half of their capacity. Lake Hodges, a few miles to the east of Encinitas in Escondido, and which depends on local runoff, had dwindled to about 20% of its normal surface area. What once was a great recreational and fishing lake had become inaccessable to boats. The launch ramp was hundreds of yards from the waters edge. A forest of trees had grown up within the normal lake bed over the last 5-6 years. There had been talk of allocating a few hundred thousand dollars to a project to remove those trees, because there is a project planned to connect the lake to the network that supplies other reservoirs to insure that lake levels could be maintained in the future.
Then in January and February the rains came. Some of the storms came from the north and were cold and stormy. Some came from the South and were warm and steady. In the last couple of months over 20 inches has come down, and there is more on the way this weekend. It is likely that we may get three times our average annual 9 inches of rain this year. (And 6 times last year!)
Lake Hodges is full again and is almost overflowing the dam. There are tree tops sticking out of the lake over a wide area. That might be good for the bass, but makes for a messy lake, and for a poor source of drinking water.
With many areas of high density population, when Southern California gets lot of rain strange things happen. Roads become slick due to a buildup of oil residue on the pavement. The incidents of fender benders goes way up. That is hard to understand if you are from a place where it rains and snows often, and a driver has to face weather conditions on a regular basis. One might think that Southern California drivers are wusses when it comes to driving in weather. Maybe so, but give them credit for facing bumper to bumper traffic on 10 lanes of freeway going and coming to wherever on a daily basis. Rain on the freeway is not a common condition, and there are millions of cars in close proximity to each other with brakes that don't grip as usual. Rain is good for body shops!
With the type of porous soil which exits in some locales, alot of rain can satuate it and cause it to liquify. In January in Orange Country, just south of L.A., a new $2.5 million home which had just been built on the edge of a hill started to slide endangering other homes near it. It was condemned and it took only a few hours for a piece of heavy machinery to knock it down and load the debris in a truck. So much for someone's dream home. One hopes the contractor has insurance.
In a small town on the coast just north of L.A., part of a hillside collapsed and buried a number of houses and killed 10 people.
Even in Oceanside, just north of Encinitas, there was a hill that started to slide and endanger homes that had been there for 30 years.
Rivers in Southern California are very strange. The Los Angeles River is a very long river that runs through the heart of most of the city from the San Gabriel Mountains to the Ocean. It is a large ditch completely surfaced with cement. In some places it is 100 yds or more wide. For most of the year, the ditch is empty. Maybe there is a trickle of water easily stepped over. The cement channel has been used for car chases in alot of movies and TV shows. When it rains a bunch in the area, all the runoff from the mountains and from much of the storm sewer system in the city makes the river a huge raging torrent, dangerous to all who venture near it. It is the ultimate flash flood. People drown in the desert! Weird!!
All the debris that people throw into or that washes into the storm drains in all the populated areas on the coast flows down the rivers and into the ocean. Beach areas turn brown with the color of the silt and sand and the pollution that flows along with it.
The San Louis Rey river in North San Diego County runs through the golf course where I am a member. It drains through the valley east of Oceanside and its mouth opens to the ocean in Camp Pendleton. Most of the year it is a gentle creek. After the last rain storm it flooded three or four of the holes. We are playing two of them as par threes instead of fours, and have sandbagged the green on the other. Bummer! It probably will be 2-3 months before the fairways on those holes dry out.
On the other hand, having adequate rain in southern California is a relief! It is wonderful to see lakes filled to their capacity! It's good for fishing and boating. The mountain forests become healthier and less prone to disease and fire. Wildlife flourishes! There is green as a primary landscape color rather than brown. Golf courses get lush. People seem less tense.
I just checked the web site for Anzo Borrego State Park(anzoborrego.statepark.org), which is the largest desert park in California, and the wildflower bloom is early this year because of all the rain. Even some of it splashes over the Laguna Mountains to the east of us into the desert to change the landscape on the desert valley floor into a kalidescope of color that is a view worth the two hour drive!
Rain brings life!
It is Thursday and the forecast is for more rain starting tomorrow. It is sprinkling outside!
Traffic is slowing.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Thoughts on Religiosity--Part 2
Most great religions developed during the time when science considered the Earth the center of the universe.
Religious doctrine still depends on the importance of our small bit of space and our human existance as the center and the primary depository of attention from God the Creator. To the true believers, expousing any thought against this doctrine was and still is considered to be blasphemy!
Balsphemy has obviously changed over the years. One might have been burned at the stake a few centuries ago for claiming that the Earth revolved around the Sun. The mainstream Christian religions moved past that position for the most part! But Creationism vs. Evolution is still in dispute with some who take the Bible literally. There were no apes in the Garden of Eden. Science vs. religious doctrine is still in play!
The more we find out about the universe, the more it appears that our little world is nothing but a speck of dust in the vastness of it. If there is a divine being who created it all, is there an answer to this question: Why should this speck of dust called Earth be so special that this Divinity would watch over us and provide for an afterlife for our continued existance in some form?
If we all sat back and suspended our beliefs for a time, would we be humbled by our position in the scope of the universe, and would we think that we vastly overestimate our importance in the scheme of it all?
Religion always has sought to explain the unexplainable in order to provide a safe haven for us to escape to when stressed. It has been there to provide some certainty where there was none. "Why?" can always be answered, even when there is no apparent answer. "It is God's will!" "It is the will of Allah!" "The gods are angry!" We can take action with prayer and sacrifice to make us feel "better". Those of us brought up in religion still look to God in time of peril. the "indoctrination" always remains somewhere in our psyche.
Religion is a two edged sword. The Golden Rule, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you", in some way is an ethical guide in most great religions. But it is often overshadowed by what might be termed "The Onward Christian Soldier" side of the blade. That side appeals to those who feel chosen by their God over all others, and feel it is their responsibility to save all who do not believe. Unbelievers are doomed to be damned to some form of punishment in the afterlife! Isn't it interesting that the Christians, Jews, Mormons, and Muslims, all who think of themselves as the only chosen ones, have the same lineage from the God of Abraham.
Bottom line, it all seems to be a continuation of the tribal warfare which has been part of human existance since the beginning of life on our little speck of dust. Different tribes fighting over ideas, land and wealth, perceived superiorities, and sex and females.
There are always going to be gaps in human knowledge that cause humans to seek spiritual answers where no others exist. The last human alive will still not know all the answers to all the questions.
Today, the human race seems to be still mired in the muck of egotistic selfishness, no better that our early ancesters who lived in caves. We just have more advanced weapons, and more complicated reasons to go nah-nah, nah, nah-nah as we stick a finger in the air, or drop bombs on each other.
We do things to each other which seem to put us and our planet on a road to self destruction.
I have this notion that the demise of the Earth will result from a collision with a giant asteroid or comet hurtling through space. Just like the dinasaurs, we will all be gone, and perhaps the next denisons of our small rock will be giant insects with small brains, who will battle each other just like we do. It probably won't happen soon in relation to our lifetimes, but I think that considering the scope of the known universe, it seems to be a certainty.
Here's a "Twilight Zone" thought! Perhaps the Universe is just a video game being played by a "teen age something" in a place beyond our comprehension. We will end when the game ends. Is that as good an explanation of our existance as any?
Religious doctrine still depends on the importance of our small bit of space and our human existance as the center and the primary depository of attention from God the Creator. To the true believers, expousing any thought against this doctrine was and still is considered to be blasphemy!
Balsphemy has obviously changed over the years. One might have been burned at the stake a few centuries ago for claiming that the Earth revolved around the Sun. The mainstream Christian religions moved past that position for the most part! But Creationism vs. Evolution is still in dispute with some who take the Bible literally. There were no apes in the Garden of Eden. Science vs. religious doctrine is still in play!
The more we find out about the universe, the more it appears that our little world is nothing but a speck of dust in the vastness of it. If there is a divine being who created it all, is there an answer to this question: Why should this speck of dust called Earth be so special that this Divinity would watch over us and provide for an afterlife for our continued existance in some form?
If we all sat back and suspended our beliefs for a time, would we be humbled by our position in the scope of the universe, and would we think that we vastly overestimate our importance in the scheme of it all?
Religion always has sought to explain the unexplainable in order to provide a safe haven for us to escape to when stressed. It has been there to provide some certainty where there was none. "Why?" can always be answered, even when there is no apparent answer. "It is God's will!" "It is the will of Allah!" "The gods are angry!" We can take action with prayer and sacrifice to make us feel "better". Those of us brought up in religion still look to God in time of peril. the "indoctrination" always remains somewhere in our psyche.
Religion is a two edged sword. The Golden Rule, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you", in some way is an ethical guide in most great religions. But it is often overshadowed by what might be termed "The Onward Christian Soldier" side of the blade. That side appeals to those who feel chosen by their God over all others, and feel it is their responsibility to save all who do not believe. Unbelievers are doomed to be damned to some form of punishment in the afterlife! Isn't it interesting that the Christians, Jews, Mormons, and Muslims, all who think of themselves as the only chosen ones, have the same lineage from the God of Abraham.
Bottom line, it all seems to be a continuation of the tribal warfare which has been part of human existance since the beginning of life on our little speck of dust. Different tribes fighting over ideas, land and wealth, perceived superiorities, and sex and females.
There are always going to be gaps in human knowledge that cause humans to seek spiritual answers where no others exist. The last human alive will still not know all the answers to all the questions.
Today, the human race seems to be still mired in the muck of egotistic selfishness, no better that our early ancesters who lived in caves. We just have more advanced weapons, and more complicated reasons to go nah-nah, nah, nah-nah as we stick a finger in the air, or drop bombs on each other.
We do things to each other which seem to put us and our planet on a road to self destruction.
I have this notion that the demise of the Earth will result from a collision with a giant asteroid or comet hurtling through space. Just like the dinasaurs, we will all be gone, and perhaps the next denisons of our small rock will be giant insects with small brains, who will battle each other just like we do. It probably won't happen soon in relation to our lifetimes, but I think that considering the scope of the known universe, it seems to be a certainty.
Here's a "Twilight Zone" thought! Perhaps the Universe is just a video game being played by a "teen age something" in a place beyond our comprehension. We will end when the game ends. Is that as good an explanation of our existance as any?
Thoughts on Religiosity--Part I
Through the ages religion has always been a force for both good and evil in the world. The truly religious are loud! They make demands that others who do not believe as they do conform or face persecution in some way. Often the persecution is violent and deadly.
Religion to the truly religious is black and white. There is good and there is evil. There is heaven and there is hell. The more religious one is, the more there is a certainty of black or white. There is not much logical about religion. If you believe, it is reality. If you don't, it is myth.
An atheist does not believe in a God. An agnostic says prove God exists and I will believe. If you could prove it to an atheist, he would also believe. If you could prove it, everyone would believe!
Is it a fair statement to say that no one is born believing in a God? Being born into a Hindu family usually means living life as a Hindu. Be born into a Muslim family and you become a Muslim. Convert a Muslim to a Christian who marries a Christian, and their children grow up Christian. Convert a Christian to a Jew who marries a Christian, and they must decide whether to raise their children in the Jewish or Christian faith. If born an atheist, and so on. With the child as an open slate, how can one know which religion is the right one to pick? If none or the wrong one is picked, will damnation be the end result? All of them think they are right!
In a conflict everyone thinks they are right! The winner declares himself to be in the right and declares the loser to be wrong! (But the loser, if alive, still thinks he is right!) Is it survival of the fittest! Very Darwinian!
Most in this world do not want to see grey. Grey is confusing! It puts one at risk, requiring thought and consideration of options. Most would rather have a default to the certainty of black or white. Most everyone likes to be lead by leaders who show certainty in their rightness. Nuance is not comfortable. A sense of certainty removes the uncomfortable feeling of risk.
If the great majority of humankind saw shades of grey in their views of the world, would they follow the golden rule. And if so, would it be a world of caring, compromise, and no violence against each other. Is that a fantasy impossible to accomplish?
Religion to the truly religious is black and white. There is good and there is evil. There is heaven and there is hell. The more religious one is, the more there is a certainty of black or white. There is not much logical about religion. If you believe, it is reality. If you don't, it is myth.
An atheist does not believe in a God. An agnostic says prove God exists and I will believe. If you could prove it to an atheist, he would also believe. If you could prove it, everyone would believe!
Is it a fair statement to say that no one is born believing in a God? Being born into a Hindu family usually means living life as a Hindu. Be born into a Muslim family and you become a Muslim. Convert a Muslim to a Christian who marries a Christian, and their children grow up Christian. Convert a Christian to a Jew who marries a Christian, and they must decide whether to raise their children in the Jewish or Christian faith. If born an atheist, and so on. With the child as an open slate, how can one know which religion is the right one to pick? If none or the wrong one is picked, will damnation be the end result? All of them think they are right!
In a conflict everyone thinks they are right! The winner declares himself to be in the right and declares the loser to be wrong! (But the loser, if alive, still thinks he is right!) Is it survival of the fittest! Very Darwinian!
Most in this world do not want to see grey. Grey is confusing! It puts one at risk, requiring thought and consideration of options. Most would rather have a default to the certainty of black or white. Most everyone likes to be lead by leaders who show certainty in their rightness. Nuance is not comfortable. A sense of certainty removes the uncomfortable feeling of risk.
If the great majority of humankind saw shades of grey in their views of the world, would they follow the golden rule. And if so, would it be a world of caring, compromise, and no violence against each other. Is that a fantasy impossible to accomplish?
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