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Smile at Me-World Peace via International Friendship

[ Saturday, May 08, 2004 ]

 

Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Let see, went in under false pretenses. Never found W'sMD. Caught with pants down beating prisoners. And the word is, things are going to get worse before they get better?

"Bush's comments in his weekly radio address came a day after embattled Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld warned in congressional testimony that more damaging images of mistreatment of Iraqi prisoners might be published."
Reuters

Rumsfeld should resign, Bush should resign.

David Blaine [12:58 PM]

[ Thursday, May 06, 2004 ]

 

What was he thinking?

Why couldn't he just say he was sorry? It's just a courtesy, sorry that you have been hurt, sorry that you were embarrassed. We say we are sorry to hear people are sick, it doesn't have to be an admission of guilt.

Well on behalf of myself, I'm sorry.


David Blaine [9:31 AM]

[ Wednesday, May 05, 2004 ]

 

Uno, Dos, Tres, Quatro...

Happy Cinco De Mayo everyone. I have the day off, the sun is out, it'll get up into the 60's and no rain here today! That means I'll celebrate on a bike ride. Back to more serious stuff manana.

David Blaine [9:11 AM]

[ Tuesday, May 04, 2004 ]

 

Last May

A few other bloggers are re running a post from last year this time to reflect on what they were thinking about a whole twelve months ago.
This was my entry on May 16, 2003.

Consider These. When I was young I helped grandfather pick the vegetables in his garden. He would go back out to the tomatoes I left, which were still too green, and pick them so the frost wouldn't get them. He took them inside and put them on a windowsill facing the sun. In a few days they were as good as the rest, they just needed a little extra attention.

When I learned to drive I didn't do so well, but once my mother told me that my father had confided in her that I was doing very well. I did much better after that.

As an adult I wanted to learn to shoot a bow and arrow. I took classes. The teacher would show me some things, and I would practice at home all week, then go back for another class. After a long time I got to the point that all my arrows hit the same mark. Only at that point did the teacher admit that, in the beginning weeks, he thought I would never learn.

I met an elderly man, over 100 years old. Still quick and bright. His family was all dead. He had lived in my area his whole life. I was able to ask him all the questions about the history of our area that no one else was able to answer, who had lived here and there, what business was in this building before it was a store, how did this road get it's name. He was a treasure chest.

David Blaine [11:34 AM]

 

Introducing...

Line Winder, Poetry under construction.
I've placed some original poetry on these pages in the past, and now that I wish to recall it, I need to sift through all these archives looking for two or three posts. To make this easier in the future, I've started a seperate blog just for my own poems. I'll probably post some of them here first, but if you would like to see a new one right now, slide on over.

David Blaine [8:26 AM]

[ Monday, May 03, 2004 ]

 

For Critique

I wish to submit this for publication so please tear it up and make recommendations. Thanks.

Weight

My heart's a heavy thing these days
it seems to get no rest.
Everything I hear and see brings pain inside my chest.

The deeds that humans do to fellow humans bring despair.
Many should be scandalized
but so few seem to care.

And those who would be good men look away,
but it's too late.
Their eyes have sent their minds a jolt,
their hearts begin to hate.

Now, what once helped my lifeblood
course throughout this mortal coil,
becomes a ball and chain like weight,
a source of daily toil.

Pray, what would cleanse this weariness?
What would heart append?
What would heal the damage
when the day comes to an end?

A touch, a glance, a smile
saying it will be all right.
A nod, a word, a gesture
to bring peace into the night.

For men have placed these chains inside
and brought these ills to brew.
And men must take them out again,
perhaps that could be you.

Pax, Peace, Shalom.

David Blaine [2:41 PM]

[ Sunday, May 02, 2004 ]

 

Sometimes the Grass is Greener

My observation is that most people dread change. I've even seen people quit good paying jobs they had held for many years to avoid change they saw as negative. The fact is that everything changes. Whether it seems to be for the better or the worse, some times change is the only way to survive. In the end, the person who can change and adapt is often the one who prospers. The key is realizing that the fear you feel isn't for the end result but for the process of change itself, the journey to the destination. I'll give two examples. When I started work at my employer about ten years ago, the salesmen had some military surplus desks from the Korean war. Drab green steel desks. The owner, having a good year, bought them all new desks from an expensive office furniture maker. The salesmen whined and bitched about it. Of course once it was done they loved the new desks, it was just the process of changing from something they were comfortable with that they didn't like. There were also two times I needed to change jobs. I wasn't doing a good job for the employers and they weren't doing much for me. Both times I dawdled until I was let go. The first time I got a job that doubled my pay. The second time, I took the job I have now and have quadrupled my pay in ten years. I hated changing jobs, wouldn't do it until I had no choice. I've learned since then. My wife had helped me to change many times over the years. She's been the one to assure me that whatever it was I didn't want to agree to would work out for the best. So far it has. If history is a good indicator, I wouldn't bet against her forecasts in the future. So my advice is that next time you face a need to change, and you feel that fear in the pit of your stomach, take an honest look at what the end result will be if you move forward, take an honest look at the best and worst case scenario if you stay back, and go. Leap. There is a sign in my office that says "When the rate of change outside exceeds the rate of change inside, the end is near" See you on the other side.

David Blaine [6:59 AM]

 

I'm not surprised.

I'm not surprised by the revelations of prisoner mis treatment in Iraq. I find it somewhat queer that others, especially president Bush, act surprised. I've always believed that military life, particularly in combat, brings out the worst in people and attracts the worst kinds of people. What is too bad is that we have destroyed the benefit of the doubt which Americans may have had with many Arab people. There are always a vocal minority who want to convince you that they speak for the majority, but many Arab people were undecided about the U.S. and our intentions in Iraq. A few Military Police goons have helped those undecided people make up their minds. No punishment will pay back those goon's debt now.

David Blaine [6:43 AM]