Friday, July 10, 2009

60,000+


At some point this evening this little blog logged its 60,000th page view since October 2007.

Welcome friends, new and old.

I am grateful for the people I meet online and the rich and fascinating friendships that emerge.

Peace be upon you all.

--Paul, the Byzigenous Buddhapalian

The civil war is in full swing - updated


V. Vasnetsov
A Warrior on the Crossroads, 1882
Russian Museum, St Petersburg

Warriors of S., on seeing their fallen lord, redoubled their efforts, hoping to retrieve his body and avenge him. Noble and common blood ran together in dark pools troubled by the continued wind and splashed about by hoof, by foot, and by falling warriors. The earth patiently drank the blood, the tears, the sweat, the piss, and the shattered hopes poured forth in such obscene profusion while crows waited on the edge of the battlefield, hungry and eager.
You cannot expect me to recount the tale of a war that is not from an anti-war perspective now, can you?

The passage above follows the paragraph in which a really decent guy "buys the farm." He is the one who actually has the best claim to the throne and does not want it, for the sake of his children and grandchildren. Why do the nice guys wind up eating the shit sandwiches?

Sweet dreams, my sprightly springboks!

Update:
Platoon Music Video: Barber's Adagio




--the BB

Thursday, July 09, 2009

More pieces fall into place


K. reminded the princess that they had come to make things better for all of F., not to surrender to sorrow this early.
Old sorceresses have no shortage of wisdom we are not ready to hear.

On a happier note, I had left a loose thread in the second volume when the baroness of L. ran off to marry the man she loves. Was the barony supposed to rule itself?

It turns out she did have a younger brother. I had forgotten to mention that he, along with her grandfather and great aunt, attended her wedding. At that time she relinquished title and the family, friends, star singers, and their suzerain recognized baby brother as the new baron.

He is now fighting on the side of the princess. His sister, the star singer and sorceress, does what she can from afar.

The persons of power are about to add more magic to the struggles for the throne. But will any of them go so far as to conjure a pestiferous dreng?

Total suckburger of a day with myself and all my coworkers feeling like wrung out dishrags by the end of the work day.

Tomorrow is Friday.

Sweet dreams, my virtuous vipers!

--the BB

Hey, snakes need love too.

Heart thread - 07/09/2009 - updated

From David@Montreal:
dear and beloved Giants of Faith & Practice

the very top of this list has to be the delegates meeting for General Convention 2009 in Anaheim. you notice i put the delegates before the episcopate, and that it because i truly believe that with several radiant exceptions, the episcopacy is the biggest hurdle the Holy Spirit is facing in this wondrous call to transformation of the American Church. Many of these delegates are known & precious to our hearts and i truly believe the role of the laity and clergy is a prophetic one in these meetings.

i would also ask your prayers for ++Katherine, our dear brothers Gene and Mark, Elizabeth, Katie, Susan & Louise, Mark, Terry, Margaret, +Jon, +Marc, +Tom among others, all in Anaheim.

the Integrity Eucharist is tomorrow night at &:30 p,m, Pacific time. I will be sitting in prayer and practice in solidarity with these radiant brothers and sisters and I would encourage you to do so if you are able. Gene will be celebrating, saint Barabara Harris will be preaching, an both Elizabeth, Margaret & Susan will be distributing the Blessed Sacrament. Through the blessed Holy Spirit you can be THERE through your prayer and practice so I'd urge you to give it some thought.

on other fronts:

continued prayers for my cousin Frank please who is still awaiting the outcome of his gene therapy for lukemia, and who has been hospitalized again as treatments have failed to work for c-difficile. please remember Frank's dear wife Carol too.

for Dorian whose MS. appears to have spread to the left side: numbness in both thighs now, and in the last days it's spreading to her left hand

for Crystal and Patrick, each severely wounded young adults at presently real risk (Montreal & Tenessee respectively)

for Roseanne once again fighting for her life

for beloved Ms. C suffering serious knee damage and hobbling around on crutches in New Jersey

for Sister Ellie, suffering ecclesiastical bullying and the possible loss of her livelihood

for Robert my neighbor who is facing the very real pospect of losing his spleen in a desperate attempt to hold off another attack of lukemia

for Jane R's intensive editorial challenge

for Chistopher in limbo over the outcome of his job

for Barbi's on-going discernment process and for the awesome project she has taken on

for all those staring down the incredible challenges of finding gainful employment in these tough times and the prospect of losing their homes. no news on that front here yet, but i persist

please pray for the safety of all those travelling to and from Anaheim, including our cherished June

I had a joyous & tearful telephone conversation from Patrick the other night. A former Roman Catholic priest, who left both his church and the USA for Canada out of serious pain and disillusionment with the Curia and the Bush mis-administration. Easter Even, Patrick was received into the Anglican Church; will be leaving Toronto for Halifax and will be poceeding to ordination in our Church. I have been working for several months with Patrick by telephone, and with audible tears he told me. for the first time in his life he feels truly alive as a son of God... 'This is home,' he told me. 'I've arrived- at last!' So there's the good news also m'dears

with love and profound gratitude for each of you
For my friend Lolly who had surgery on July 6.
UPDATE: "Lolly went in for surgery on Monday and it went well.Tests should be back soon. Thanks for your prayers.--Fitz"

For Janet and Jeannetta.

For Jennifer, mending from broken heart and looking for an apartment.

For Mark and Nikolai and Radoslav, because international friends are precious.

For dear Lisa who is "still feeling lonely" after the passing of her beloved Ian.

For the repose of the soul of Samantha and for her parents, Bill and Justine.

For our Orthodox brothers at JN1034 during pan-orthodox deliberations and especially for JN1034-Athens.

For Fran on retreat and trying to leave her crackberry off.

For Kirstin adjusting to a body no longer on interferon but not sure how to be without it yet.

For Margaret serving at GC and Joel back home.

For the People of Iran.

For those suffering the horror of war or civil strife.

For those who work for justice, freedom, and peace.


--the BB

Nous n'avons pas oublié le peuple iranien



We have not forgotten the Iranian People.

It is almost 26 minutes long but this is a stunning background piece by Al-Jazeera on the Iranian protests. You will get more of a feel for what happened here than on American television.

More importantly, citizens of the United States need to get a feel for Tehran and for Iranian youth.



h/t to Juan Cole at Informed Comment

Thousands of protesters streamed down avenues of the capital Thursday, chanting "death to the dictator" and defying security forces who fired tear gas and charged with batons, witnesses said. The first opposition foray into the streets in 11 days aimed to revive mass demonstrations that were crushed in Iran's postelection turmoil.

--AP via Nico Pitney at HuffPo



Photos from news.gooya.com (via Nico)

...that government of the people, by the people, for the people shall not perish from the earth.
--the BB

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

728


07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualty
Spc. Christopher M. Talbert, 24, of Galesburg, Ill., died July 7 in Shindad, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when an improvised explosive device detonated near his vehicle. He was assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 130th Infantry Regiment...

07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualty
Pfc. Nicolas H. J. Gideon, 20, of Murrieta, Calif., died July 6 at Forward Operating Base Salerno, Afghanistan, of injuries suffered earlier that day in Paktya, Afghanistan, when insurgents attacked his unit using small arms...

07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualty
Capt. Mark A. Garner, 30, of North Carolina, died July 6 in Argandab District, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when an improvised explosive device detonated near his vehicle. He was assigned to the 1st Battalion, 4th Infantry Regiment...

07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualties (4 of 4)
Spc. Issac L. Johnson, 24, of Columbus, Ga. He was assigned to the 1st Battalion, 108th Reconnaissance, Surveillance and Target Acquisition Squadron, Rome, Ga... died July 6 in Konduz, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when an IED...

07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualties (3 of 4)
Spc. Chester W. Hosford, 35, of Hastings, Minn. He was assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 106th Cavalry Regiment, Dixon, Ill... died July 6 in Konduz, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when an improvised explosive device detonated near their vehicle.

07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualties (2 of 4)
Sgt. Brock H. Chavers, 25, of Bulloch, Ga. He was assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 121st Infantry Regiment, Americus, Ga... died July 6 in Konduz, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when an improvised explosive device detonated near their vehicle.

07/08/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualties (1 of 4)
2nd Lt. Derwin I. Williams, 41, of Glenwood, Ill. He was assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 106th Cavalry Regiment, Dixon, Ill... died July 6 in Konduz, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when an improvised explosive device detonated near their vehicle.

07/07/09 :
DoD Identifies Navy Casualty
Petty Officer Second Class Tony Michael Randolph, 22, of Henryetta, Okla. died July 6 in an improvised explosive device attack on his convoy in northern Afghanistan.

07/06/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualties (2 of 2)
Pfc. Aaron E. Fairbairn, 20, of Aberdeen, Wash...died July 4 at Combat Outpost Zerok, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked the outpost using small arms and indirect fires.

07/06/09 :
DoD Identifies Army Casualties (1 of 2)
Pfc. Justin A. Casillas, 19, of Dunnigan, Calif...died July 4 at Combat Outpost Zerok, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked the outpost using small arms and indirect fires.

07/06/09 :
DoD Identifies Marine Casualty
Lance Cpl. Charles S. Sharp, 20, of Adairsville, Ga., died July 2 while supporting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan. He was assigned to 2nd Battalion, 8th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force...



So many since I reported four days ago.

Into paradise may the angels lead you. At your coming may the martyrs receive you, and bring you into the holy city Jerusalem.

Potpourri


Had you come ... as utter strangers, I would fight you to the death.
I am in Chapter 48 now, trying my best with spreadsheets and maps to keep track of which army is where, who is alive and who already dead. There are five major contingents of warriors moving across the countryside. It is dizzying. Like many forms of storytelling, this intercuts among different locations and characters, and sometimes back and forth in time, to keep threads interrelated and maintain suspense and interest. Too much of that and everyone is lost, including the author. I try to go by instinct and hope I gauge it right.

There is a bit of guerrilla warfare going on as the flanks are harried by attacks from the forest. And at that point I fell asleep at the computer. Time for bed. Need my energy by next Wednesday night: opera!

I hired the kid across the street to weed my yard. He finished it tonight. Hooray! Now the HOA won't come writing nasty letters again.

No hornworms visible on the tomatoes this evening. This is good. The first cosmos blossom has burst open. It is a deep reddish purple, quite intense.

Lovely cadmium red light washes on the scattered clouds tonight, just before they turned irrevocably gray.

Garbage, mostly yard trash, and recycling at the curb for tomorrow.

Dear God, move in grace and power among the deputies and bishops at GC09.

Sweet dreams, my cheerful chimney swifts!

--the BB

So very many requests


There are many prayer requests for our attention. I do not have time to list them all. You may check with OCICBW here and here, and FranIAm here.

I would like to highlight dear Roseann:
I am now having problems with blood clots. I couldn't do dialysis today because of blood clots in my catheter. At least they sent me home from the hospital as there is nothing they can do and I'm more comfortable at home.
and
Thanks everyone. Your prayers and kind words mean so much to me. I just don't know what is going to happen but I guess none of us ever do. It is so hard to want to live when I am this sick. I broke down and cried yesterday. I want my mommy, I want to feel good, I want to walk in the grocery store instead of ride the go-cart thing. I want to whine and cry and pitch a fit because that always makes things better, right?

Thanks for listening to me and praying for me. When I get well I'll have a big bar-b-q and you're all invited.

Also, Fran shares news of Samantha's death at age 12:
**UPDATE** It is with great sadness that I read about Samantha's passing upon awaking today. May this angel rest in peace. I can't imagine what Bill and Justine are going through at this time. Please, please pray for them.** While I am married to my old college boyfriend, I did have other college boyfriends. Well one other one really.. Anyway, he and I have connected on FB and shared many a laugh. This is not a time for a laugh as his 12 year old daughter Samantha has a terrible illness and it is not getting better. Please pray for Samantha, Bill and Justine. From what I just read, Samantha may have only hours to live.
Prayers for one and all.

--the BB

Death among the shrubbery


We've had rain lately, including a serious shower, so the yard is hardly drying out but I gave everything some water last night anyway. One yellow rose bush has some nice flowers on it but mostly we are not in a photo op mode right now. Lots of green and growing. There is one tomato shifting from green toward red, the first! I also picked lots of lovely green critters off my tomatoes before they ate everything.

When I was eighteen I was a pacifist. I registered with my local draft board as a conscientious objector. I was as ready as any 18-year-old to die for my country but not to kill for it. Forty-five years later I am more in touch with my anger and the violent potential within me. While I appreciate many Buddhist teachings, I nonetheless have a mixed record on killing sentient beings. The tomato horn worms had their lives cut short last night.

They are beautiful. I could have gotten some amazing photos, I suppose. But I don't think I can take a photo one minute and slaughter the next.

Now, aren't you glad I try to put my violence into fiction most of the time? Aren't you sorry you read this post?

--the BB

Monday, July 06, 2009

... for the renewal and mission of your Church

Almighty and everliving God, source of all wisdom and understanding, be present with those who take counsel in Anaheim for the renewal and mission of your Church. Teach us in all things to seek first your honor and glory. Guide us to perceive what is right, and grant us both the courage to pursue it and the grace to accomplish it; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

O God the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, our only Savior the Prince of Peace: Give us grace seriously to lay to heart the great dangers we are in by our unhappy divisions; take away all hatred and prejudice, and whatever else may hinder us from godly union and concord; that, as there is but one Body and one Spirit, one hope of our calling, one Lord, one Faith, one Baptism, one God and Father of us all, so we may be all of one heart and of one soul, united in one holy bond of truth and peace, of faith and charity, and may with one mind and one mouth glorify thee; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


As in politics, so in the Church, I may be a harsh critic of sad realities yet I wish ever to strive for the vision, the dream, the possibility of what should and what might be. I certainly wish for GC09 to be open to an outpouring of the Holy Spirit that God may work wondrous surprises, may show us options beyond our either/or thinking, and may further the reign of God through our fumbling efforts.

--the BB

Her aura was the color of death


As the princess rides toward the fray:
Two who rode with her stood out. Of all [those from her ancestral land] present, K. was not a warmaiden, though she was present with all the ferocity of ten warriors. She made no effort to conceal who and what she was. Whenever Č. glimpsed her indirectly a white glow seemed to surround the ancient [sorceress]. K’s aura was the color of death and the princess was glad that K. was on her side.

The second unusual fighter present was there by the deliberate concession of [Duke V.]. H. of U., the eldest hostage, having sworn allegiance to Č., was allowed to fight for her. The others remained in T. amid great protestation. H. wore a tunic of green and red, divided vertically with a wavy line. Over all were two golden otters. Like the princess, he was cadenced by golden flaunches to show he was the third child of [Baron] B., the late Marshall of F.. The tunic had been made by his mother’s ladies in waiting and sent to him with her blessing a few years ago. Č. thought he looked a few inches taller wearing the arms of his family and riding into freedom after four long years.
Not much by way of news or commentary from me today. Work was very busy and I have been very tired of late. Took a one-and-a-half-hour nap shortly after getting home this evening and about to crash now.

For the heraldically literate among you, the heraldry of this parallel world varies from ours. Brisures of cadency are different (though men and women are not distinguished). This is why flaunches are for the third-born, unlike the mullet for males in English heraldry or the snowflake for females in Canadian heraldry.

Being the third-born is, coincidentally, an outward visible sign of a rapport between the princess and H., a rapport born of shared sorrows. I did not plan this as their birth order was established in the genealogies long before this scene was written. I love the surprises that emerge.

Sweet dreams, my herbivorous urchins.

--the BB

Sunday, July 05, 2009

"we mutually pledge to each other our lives"


We, therefore, the Representatives of the United States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. --And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.
People in Iran are pledging to each other their Lives, their Fortunes and their sacred Honor. They may not be publishing a declaration but they are, literally, puttin their lives on the line to insist on a legitimate, elected government.

For part of an "axis of evil" they sure do a good job of mimicking our founders, don't they?

Pray for the people of Iran and for improved relations between Iran and the United States.

Pray for peace with justice in the Middle East.

This concludes our Independence Day weekend mini-series.

--the BB

719

07/02/09
Lance Corporal Seth Sharp, 20, US Marine, no unit or details reported yet.

07/04/09
Two US Army soldies, names and details not yet released.


A congregational celebration

San Gabriel Episcopal Church, a parochial mission of St Michael and All Angels, celebrated one year at its current location. One needs, perhaps, to spend a couple of years wandering about in the wilderness, meeting in homes, or renting spaces for a few hours on Sunday and thus having to set up and take down every week, fully to appreciate being "settled." We are now located in Corrales, NM, and we can leave things in place and meet throughout the week. Bonus!

It does not feel as though it has already been a year.


Clearing things away after the Eucharist

If you're not having fun at church, something's wrong.
Mother Rhonda is enjoying the fan hidden beneath the altar.
I thought she might fly away. She was flapping her arms,
hence the blurriness of her hands in the photo.

Mother Sandra is our founding vicar, having
shepherded this rowdy crew for the first years


Father Daniel preached today.
This is the Daniel who was ordained last December
on the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe.

Dale and his daughter Keira.
She is the first person baptized at San Gabriel.
Seeing this I cannot help seeing a variant on the
Madonna and Child motif. Nice to have a father-daughter icon!
[I tend to sit in the back and play with Keira,
at least on the Sundays when she is feeling playful.]


While seated at the picnic table I shot this view of the Sandia Mountains in the background. Of course, no matter where you are in Albuquerque and environs, the Sandias are in the background.

You may see the full photo album here.

--the BB

Once I learn to use my camera....

... and play with shutter speed, etc., I might get some really cool shots.

For now I am still a "point and shoot" guy. I took a few pics last night that are technically not much but they still say something about my love of what I see.


The emergent moon


Hau, Hanhepiwi!


Fireworks in my part of town.
This is the street on the other side of my back fence.

--the BB

Saturday, July 04, 2009

La temporada de hormigas

I took this photo out on the mesa (near where the broken glass/angel wing lay). It is ant season. Nearly everywhere I walk, whether out in fields or on the sidewalks and parking lots at work, I see them scurrying about. The ground feels alive with them.

I hope they don't ruin any of your picnics today.

They must also be honored because they are not only an immense collective biomass on this planet, they perform important work in aerating the soil and facilitating the web of life.

Which doesn't stop me from making sure they stay away from my house. I let them play in the far end of the garden though.

--the BB

Evolving traditions.


Mom and Dad on their wedding day (on the right)
27 November 1930

In my family Mom always made the potato salad and my sister Shirley always made the macaroni salad. We all believed (and still do) that they did it best. Mother's potato salad was very simple. Potatoes, celery, pimento, red onion, Best Foods mayonnaise (Hellman's if you are east of the Rockies), salt, pepper, vinegar. I think she might have had parsley also. She was adamant about not adding mustard or eggs in her potato salad.

So the potato salad I just made for today's festivities is basically that of my mother. I overcooked the potatoes, so it is a bit mushy. She would not approve. I used white balsamic vinegar from Modena. I think Mom would be totally cool with that. Where she used a jar of chopped pimento, drained, I chopped up a roasted red pepper. No real difference there. I used kosher salt and freshly ground pepper. Mother would not have thought of those options back in the 50s but would be fine them.

The parsley I use is Armenian parsley, as we always called it - what the rest of y'all call Italian or flat-leaf parsley. It has so much more flavor and I grew up on it, being surrounded by Armenian cooks and folks who learned from Armenian cooks. I let the parsley in my back yard go to seed two years ago. I now have three plants of it in various locations but did not want to harvest most of my leaves today. What truly amazed me was that the parsley from the first year overwintered.

All in all, today's product is recognizably my mother's potato salad in flavor profile and ingredients.

Mom was born in Fairfax, Missouri, and moved to California as a little girl. She was a good midwestern cook. Pepper and salt were her main spices; this was not French cuisine but it was honest, good-tasting, and satisfying. Trying to make a dish like she made feels good.

Here's to you, Hallie!

May you all eat something wonderful this Independence Day.

--the BB

El gusanito se menea su proyectil


Video: North Korea fires six missiles in act of defiance to US ITN NEWS

North Korea Test-Fires Seven Missiles, Drawing Condemnation Bloomberg
Calm urged after N Korea missiles
Russia, China and the US have all called for calm after North Korea test-fired a series of missiles.

Seven Scud-type ballistic missiles with a range of about 500km (312 miles) were fired in an apparent act of defiance against the US, on 4 July.

Russia and China called on Pyongyang to return to talks, while a US official urged it not to aggravate tensions.
--BBC

Quote from BBC article
I don't make this stuff up, folks.

Mark and I have shared our abhorrence of mixing alcohol and firearms. I also get uncomfortable when crazy people have weapons. Bush. Cheney. Osama bin Ladin. Kim Jong Il.

--the BB

"We hold these truths to be self-evident...."


You would not believe, though you may well suspect, that the files on my computer are organized in a vast web of folders, sub-folders, and sub-sub-folders, etc. The main folders I visit under "Documents" are Politics, Blogging, and Mithernalia (where my novels and their supporting documents live). Under "Pictures" there are Politics, Desert Farne (the name I gave to my home in ABQ and the photos I take here), and recent folders of shots taken with my new camera. Plus "Creativity" which has sub-folders for Flags, Maps, and perhaps fifty or so other sub-folders.

With this blog you can see why Politics shows up under both Documents and Pictures. Next to Religious Blogs, Political Blogs is the most populated folder of my browser Favorites also.

In the political folders under both Documents and Pictures are sub-folders labeled "Foundational Documents." This is where I have the texts and graphics of the Declaration of Independence, the United States Constitution, and the Bill of Rights.

All of the above is context to say that I consider these items foundational. I return to them again and again to refresh my memory and vision of what we, as a nation, stand for.

Most estadounidenses can recite this sentence by memory:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness
We citizens of the United States consider this central to our self-understanding.

There is a history to the understanding and interpretation of this text, however. By the time the Constitution was framed this text was already being compromised, with slaves given partial value (3/5 of a person is hardly "equal"). Over time that obscenity was repealed. Abigail Adams argued for the equality of women but it was many years later that women were allowed to vote. When, not so very long ago, the Equal Rights Amendment was floated, it failed to gain ratification in enough states. We clearly have not arrived on that one yet.

We have been progressing, but it is slow and partial. We have yet to grow into our own foundational concepts and ideals.

The current healthcare debate includes the issue that in the United States today there are citizens whose "unalienable right" to life is dependent on insurance coverage and the rules and whims of the insurer. People die every day because they are uninsured or underinsured or have insurance but are denied treatment.

If we believe the words of the Declaration of Independence, why are we even debating whether we should have universal coverage?

In the current debate over marriage rights it is quite evident that LGBT citizens, in most (but blessedly no longer all) states and at a federal level have their "unalienable right" to the pursuit of happiness denied because they are excluded from marriage.

So I suppose this means that if I'm queer I am something like 3/5 of a person?

Many people in the United States fail to grasp that equal rights are not "special rights." They are equal rights.

I would like to call this nation forward, asking it to continue growing into its own vision.

The work of the American Revolution and the dream of the United States of America are ongoing processes.

Keep fighting until are free and equal.
This is part of an Independence Day weekend series.

--the BB

Friday, July 03, 2009

"If this venture succeeded...."


Another young mother would have loved such a reassurance, though no parent would wish on a child the life of a seer. Č. had just given up any hope of a simple domestic life. Even with all the trappings of the court, she would have been content to be the duke’s wife, raising their children, doing what she might for the people of the duchy, growing old with V. No more.

If this venture succeeded she would take on all the cares of ruling the land her father once ruled. If it failed, then the fate of her family would be in question.

She had to leave little D. behind for safety. She knew he was in good hands but she had never been away from her child. V. was with her and she had the company of friends but this was a journey she dreaded.
I do such unpleasant things to characters I love. Then again, if I didn't there would be no story. The movement in music, the overall arc of a piece, depends on dissonance. So flaws, foibles, mishaps, chance, and the actions of jerks and a******s all combine to take my characters where they would rather not go or do to them what they would rather not have done.

I told Mimi that I might have to dedicate this volume to the Theotokos: the mother-child theme is so strong in it.

Then again, reality keeps intruding. It is far easier to write about family in a novel than to live with family in real life. My books are escapist reading. I try to keep the families interesting and most behavior understandable at a minimum and quite often solidly noble.

A note on the vision of domestic bliss being abandoned here. The princess had a nightmare life her first fourteen years. She is only eighteen now and the mother of a one-year-old. A quiet life is her deepest desire as she has had enough of the extraordinary (and exceptionally evil). Her desire to just be a wife and mother has context and most of my women characters want a whole lot more than that. You might say this princess has classic PTSD and is now headed to the land where it all happened. She rides, knowingly, into the realm of her memories. One cannot blame her for wanting the safe and the dull. I quite admire the bravery that allows her to do this against the instinct of her entire being. (Just so ya don't think she's a simpering Barbie doll.)

Sweet dreams, my angelic aardvarks!

--the BB

"Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages"

Dang! Now ain't that a phrase to grab your attention?

Not that I'm going to bring up torture at this moment, however....


Returning to the Declaration of Independence:

Among the itemized complaints against King George III are these:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:

For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:

...

He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.

Hmmm, come to think of it, under a recent George, people were held with neither trial nor hearing to determine the legality of their being held. And some were transported beyond Seas not to be tried for pretended offenses but to be held incommunicado and/or tortured. The mercenaries employed by our government are not foreign, but they are mercenaries.

I would dearly love to see us make somewhat swifter progress away from these heinous policies, policies parallel to some of those that led to the American Revolution.

This is part of an Independence Day weekend series.

--the BB

Do I believe in the demonic?

So long as Dick Cheney draws breath, I do.

Read Juan Cole's reflections / context / perspective on Dick the Dick's concerns about wasted sacrifice.

It starts like this:
Dick Cheney reacted to the cessation of unilateral US patrols of major cities in Iraq, saying that he had concerns that the "insurgents" might launch more attacks and that “I would not want to see the U.S. waste all the tremendous sacrifice that has gotten us to this point."

First of all, Cheney didn't make any sacrifices in Iraq. He deferred his own military service five times because he 'had other things to do.' The 'sacrifices' were caused because he purveyed falsehoods to the US public in order to get up that war, hinting around that Saddam was in bed with Usama Bin Laden and telling senators that Iraq was two years away from having a nuclear bomb. So the sacrifices were of other people's children, and his role was merely that of an Aztec high priest cutting the heart out of the victims.

For my money, Cole is too kind.

--the BB

It's not about the money


Paul Krugman:
Yes, we can
Get more or less universal coverage, that is. The CBO scoring on an incomplete bill sent everyone into a tizzy — and also led to an avalanche of bad reporting, with claims that it said terrible things about the public option. (There was no public option in the bill.)

Now the real thing has been scored — and it’s OK. Something like 97 percent coverage for people already here, at a total cost somewhere in the $1 trillion range. Bear in mind that the Bush tax cuts cost around $1.8 trillion over a decade. We can do this — and have no excuse for not doing it.

There is a lot of fearmongering around the cost of healthcare reform. If any of those screaming about cost just happen to have voted for or otherwise supported W's tax cuts, then they have zero credibility and may be dismissed out of hand. I wish the tradmed would point this out and just laugh at them. They have no claim on public air waves.

Arm yourselves with facts, people, so you can counteract codswallop.

h/t to John Aravosis at Americablog


--the BB

I predict dirt - updated with h/t



Gov. Sarah Palin to resign her office July 26
by Andrew Hinkelman and Lori Tipton
Friday, July 3, 2009

WASILLA, Alaska -- In a stunning announcement, Gov. Sarah Palin said Friday morning she will resign her office in a few weeks.
--KTUU
Lots of speculation out there that she is ramping up to run for president in 2012.

Myself, I think that dirt is going to emerge.

Her political career is riddled with corruption, craziness, and christianism. She is not being treated kindly in the traditional media these days and recent revelations indicate the McCain staff had their hands full dealing with her (as we suspected at the time). Dave Neiwert has made it clear that her relationship with extremists was not casual.

I'd be on the lookout for dirt.

Stay tuned.

UPDATE: h/t to Jed Lewison at Daily Kos

--the BB

This song is being invoked

This song is being invoked a lot recently. I thank Elizabeth Kaeton for making it a refrain.



--the BB

Music Friday with Herman Put Down The Gun



This is a cool video made (with talent and no money) by an Atlanta group. Enjoy!

Now, pop over to Mimi's to read the story behind this and comments from some of the musicians. How cool is this?

Keep on making music, gang!!!!

--the BB

I see it even has apologies to +KJS and MM

I had to snaffle this from OCICBW.



--the BB

"deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed"


IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776
The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America

When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. --That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. --Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
How radically different this is from most of the path of human history in which the consent of the governed was not even considered. For millennia we were conditioned to assume that the natural order of things was for certain superior personages to rule over the rest of us. What constituted these people as "superior" varied, but a system of dominance and submission was unquestioned.

Then some folks got uppity and questioned that.

Jesus got in trouble for questioning the system. He preached and demonstrated the reign of God, quite different from the rule of emperors and oligarchies - and, we must now add, corporatocracies. When his early followers declared "Jesus is Lord" they also meant that Caesar and Herod were delegitimized. Rome was not happy. Those who profited from the rule of Rome were not happy. Those who colluded with Rome were not happy.

So much in modern politics reflects these ancient struggles. The "American way of life," so highly touted when I was a boy growing up in the 50s along with "the American dream," involved many unasked questions. Now that I am a cranky old fart, I tend to ask the questions more and more. I ask them as one who feels deep patriotism for my native land but also knows himself to live in a larger context than a tribal one.

The American way of life, as we have known it in my lifetime, has been increasingly structured for the benefit of corporations and those who run them and for their stockholders. I happen to believe in the legitimate role of those who provide capital so that industry and commerce may happen. Those who invest are entitled to a reasonable return on that investment. In that sense I am a capitalist.

But I do not believe in an unbridled capitalism in which all the functional equations are arranged to favor the profits of the investors at the expense of other parties: laborers, customers, and the environment. This is rather like a casino. We all know the operation is designed to favor the house. Some may win, most will lose, the house will always rake in lots of money. So long as masses of people stay focused on the possibility that they might win, they continue to toss their money into that system and are generally happy. Basically it is a system for transferring money from the client's bank accounts into the bank accounts of the owners of the casino.

In other words, society is largely content to gamble with our natural resources, with our human energy and our health, with our common life, with our well being as a society, in the hope that some of us will benefit - and the "house" that the entire system is structured to benefit makes out quite nicely, unconcerned about all other factors and players

One part of the Calvinist heritage of my youth is a firm belief, now highly reinterpreted but still firm, in human frailty. In the process of questioning theology I came to realize that the phrase "total depravity" did not mean, for John Calvin, that we are all 100% depraved but that there is no part of us untouched by sin. A huge part of my theological journey involved completely rethinking the concept of sin in my undergraduate years on into seminary. I certainly understand our human dilemma nowadays in terms of being limited, broken, unaware, and bearing the burdens of our specific and general heritage as well as sheer, rebellious willfulness. Long ago I redefined sin, in my mind, as whatever damages right relationship: with God, with others, with ourselves, and with the world around us. I believe this is quite orthodox but it is much broader than what I grew up with. Having said all that, nothing in us appears untouched by such damage. I avoid the phrase total depravity, but I think you can see that I view us as, well, pretty fucked up.

That can actually be a compassionate view rather than a judgmental one. If we see ourselves and one another as works in progress, very incomplete and still struggling to grow into wholeness (and what believers consider holiness), damaged by life, "bleeding on the inside" each and every one of us, we begin to shift from labeling individuals as a******s, jerks, incompetents, idiots, etc. and can start to cut others - and ourselves - some slack. To see each of us flawed critters as objects of divine love - clearly a faith stance - or even as unique parts of some grand totality, is to move toward compassion.

The advantage of seeing and naming flaws without getting all torqued over them is that we can move from the sort of denial that distances us from reality, in our daily life and in our larger societal existence.

We have, as a nation, been living in collective denial about a system that is rigged to favor the house. Those who question the system are quickly branded as traitors, socialists, crazies, un-American, etc. They can then be dismissed and the system can go chugging along.

We live in a tyranny of corporations. The debates raging nowadays around topics like the economy, healthcare, and war all include the element of some folks declaring that the emperor has no clothes. In other words, calling into question the system.

Anyone involved with systems theory knows that systems want homeostasis. When you try to change them they resist. Now there's an understatement.

Healthcare, to take one of our hot-button topics of the moment, is - in this benighted, backward patch of the United States of America - rigged to enrich insurance companies. We all know it, and if we don't we are in denial of the most abysmal sort. The system is simply NOT about seeing that everyone in our society is given the care required for decent health.

It is, to bring this around to the Declaration of Independence, a tyranny.

"But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such [a healthcare system], and to provide new Guards for their future [health]."

This is where consent of the governed comes into play. We need to let our elected officials know that if they do not support decent healthcare in this nation then they will lose their legitimacy in our eyes. This will have consequences in donations (the one thing they really care about) and votes (the thing they should fear and never forget).

We need to withdraw our consent to tyranny.

Y'all may play with the ramifications of "consent of the governed." We certainly need to reclaim the concept on a daily basis.

The Revolution did not end when the United States became independent of Great Britain.

I commend to your attention a post titled "Compare and Contrast: A Woman With Pneumonia Goes to The Local Clinic" at Crooks and Liars.
I walked out of the clinic with a diagnosis and treatment within twenty-five minutes of entering, without paying a dime. There was no wait, no paperwork, and no questions about my ability to pay, my nationality, or whether, as a foreigner, I was entitled to free comprehensive health care. There was no monetary value connected with my physical well-being; the care I received was not contingent upon my ability to pay. I was treated with dignity, respect, and compassion, my illness was cured and I was able to continue with my journey in Venezuela.

This past year, a family friend was not so lucky. At the age of 56, she was going back to school and was uninsured. She came down with what she thought was a severe case of the flu, and as her condition worsened she decided not to see a doctor because of the cost. She died at home in bed, losing her life to a system that did not respect her basic human right to survive.

Hugo Chávez may well be a jerk but next time you wish to vilify him think about healthcare in Venezuela in comparison with the United States. Think about it real hard, my friends. (Read the whole article.


--the BB