1963 AND ALL THIS COUNTRY COULD BE

In this generation of Social Media and true homogenization or making every trend truly uniform in nature and condensing the fat content of distance and disconnect it seems history has also gone away.
On a sunny November day in Dallas exactly 49 years ago John F. Kennedy was gunned down and seemingly so was the hope and innocence of ideals that America clung to so tightly. I am not declaring political allegiance of any sort so if you are a zealous republican or ardent democrat please take the politics somewhere else.

From 1961 to 1963 for nearly three years the JFK administration was a beacon for this country. Every major leader was fascinated by the youth, good taste, and lively nature of the Kennedy administration. It was not always easy for JFK as he faced obstacle after obstacle with the growing conflict in Vietnam, the Bay of Pigs invasion and mounting tensions with Russia. Kennedy was also a maverick of sorts as he challenged the CIA almost directly, made it clear he wanted an audit of the FED and on top of that would not play ball with controlling figures such as J. Edgar Hoover. Kennedy was the man that wanted progress and at the same time a democracy where secrets were not on tab for the people he served.

Kennedy was a throwback to the days when leaders would openly address the people they served. With his multiple imperfections and serious flaws Kennedy was someone that gave this country a breath of fresh air. Kennedy was not stiff like Richard Nixon or old like the venerated Eisenhower. There was something special about seeing the Kennedy children run to greet their father as he exited Marine One. The Kennedy administration made this country something vital. With youthful figures like Robert McNamara, Pierre Salinger, and Robert Kennedy there was something special.

The only older figure in that administration was LBJ and he represented the stability and the experience of over 26 years in Washington. The US was ready to put a man in the moon and everything seemed on track, the US had hope. A bullet  on that sunny November day took that hope away and opened up a wound that this country has yet to heal from.

The US Presidency is more a form of business than a symbol of real power and change. Special interests plagues this country and basically secrets are what's behind every major decision that spurs any change negative or positive. There are no longer convertible Cadillacs or Lincolns and there is no longer that feel that our leader is someone we can approach. Truthfully November the 22nd 1963 was not the day Kennedy died but the day hope seemed to die.

It's fair to wonder how this country would be today if Kennedy had not been shot. Kennedy would have been re-elected in a fairly close election in 1964 and likely would have stopped sending troops to Vietnam and looked for a way to settle that conflict early. Kennedy would have marveled at the success of the Space Program and would have backed Martin Luther King with great fervor en route to great success in achieving equal rights for all Americans. There would have been turmoil but maybe less depletion of resources as a result of an easier out from Vietnam. Now in retrospect this is all a speculative matter but still that glimmer of hope that has faded is a great reflection of a wonderful time that was far too short.

And so for I hope I close with:

It's true! It's true! The crown has made it clear.
The climate must be perfect all the year.

A law was made a distant moon ago here:
July and August cannot be too hot.
And there's a legal limit to the snow here
In Camelot.
The winter is forbidden till December
And exits March the second on the dot.
By order, summer lingers through September
In Camelot.
Camelot! Camelot!
I know it sounds a bit bizarre,
But in Camelot, Camelot
That's how conditions are.
The rain may never fall till after sundown.
By eight, the morning fog must disappear.
In short, there's simply not
A more congenial spot
For happily-ever-aftering than here
In Camelot.

Camelot! Camelot!
I know it gives a person pause,
But in Camelot, Camelot
Those are the legal laws.
The snow may never slush upon the hillside.
By nine p.m. the moonlight must appear.
In short, there's simply not
A more congenial spot
For happily-ever-aftering than here
In Camelot.

VIOLENCE BORES ME

You know something? I am so sick of violence in general. I abhor people that think in their tiny minds that they are somehow better because they can either shoot a gun or beat someone senseless. I am still yet to understand the primal human need to see who can piss a longer stream in the jungle. The truth of the matter is that no matter what you do or how inadequate you feel, acts of violence will not make you a better person. Let me go point by point on the things that bother me the most in this world of ours.

• Violence Against Women- A man thinks that by beating a woman he establishes himself as king shit. Please go take care of your micro penis complex in a psychiatrist couch you don't impress anyone. If you are tough try wrestling an alligator down in the bayou. 
• Violence Against Children- Men or women do not have the right to rob children of their few precious years of love and innocence. The fact is children are born pure of heart and mind and none of us have the right to screw that up.
• Violence Related to Drugs- Anytime drugs are involved someone is shot, wounded, or completely fucked in some unimaginable way. The problem with this type of violence is that it does not always affect people directly or indirectly involved with drugs. 
• Violence in Protest- Again this is the type f thing that does not need to happen. Martin Luther King protested segregation with non violence and he changed the view of an entire country. Gandhi preached non violence and stands as the type of figure whose understanding of sacrifice really encouraged a whole movement.   

The fact of the matter is that when you hurt someone or you commit an act of violence to prove some ill guided point you accomplish not a damn thing. If you are violent by nature please grow up because your sort is boring and beyond stupid.

HOLY SHIT GRUNGE JUST MADE A......WAIT NO

There is something about a bunch of punks being led by a moron that just touches my heart. The three "Anarchists" that plead guilty to hatching a plot aimed at blowing up to blow up a bridge in Ohio really kind of make me smile. Let me explain myself before I am accused of being some sort of t.......t. See the reason why I say this is because these guys don't look like they can spell anarchy let alone give you a proper definition.

All five of the morons looked beyond baked and past the lower end of the line that determines aptitude. Allow me to further expand upon my point. The five guys look like they travelled to a Nirvana concert fifteen years too late. One guy actually looks the the bastard child of Paul McCartney and Brian Epstein (low historical joke). The curly haired fella looks like Napoleon Dynamite's cousin while the one with the black beard looks like he ran out of money in the barbershop and could only afford half a decent haircut. The blonde Kurt Cobain guy looks like he could not score in a whorehouse on black friday while the leader looks like he may have been a child star sometime in the 80's.

I am not saying that the threat was a light one because after all terrorism does not require so much intelligence as it does will to act. It seems like the five idiots were counting on the element of surprise but we live in a society that will catch up to you whenever it is deemed appropriate and necessary. I think that part of the problem is that the "disenfranchised" like to retreat into a shell where they can appear like dark and fascinating figures. Sometimes in the process of appearing like a "dark" figure people lose touch with reality and begin to follow bigger morons in an effort to make a "point."

We are living in a dangerous world and it's safe to say we are living in dangerous times. It's good to be aware of people if for no other reason safety. While these guys look like a commercial for stupidity and a PSA  for not experimenting with war RPG's, salvia, combos, and weed they are no less threatening. It's also a good idea to if nothing else try to reach out to people that look this awkward.

Seriously America let's reach out and touch a weirdo, he may blow up your mailbox and steal your cat.

SAY IT AIN'T SO ELMO

Sometimes you hear news that just rock the hell out of your world. To me one such piece of news is the scandal with Kevin Clash being accused of sex with teenage boys. I have no real place to begin with this. This really bugs me because it was someone that I grew up watching. Okay I did not know who Kevin Clash was but I knew his work. You are talking about someone who created and shaped characters that became icons for millions of children.

Sesame Street was destination viewing for millions of children around the world. Every day I would watch both Plaza Sesamo ( Mexican version) and the English version. To me Sesame Street was a way to learn, enjoy the art of puppetry and on top of that the lessons that were taught by the characters for the purpose of creating a solid foundation through the use of media.

Kevin Clash has a right to his personal life but to be accused of sex with underage boys and to roll over and destroy 28 years without an apology or some manner of defense just breaks so many hearts. You are talking about little kids that are going to ask about Elmo and the parents will likely respond with disgust. Sesame street was an american cultural icon and Elmo was a part of that icon that shone like the brightest light.

So what now? All that innocence and goodwill is destroyed. This is an accusation of taking advantage of underage kids claiming to "groom" them for a career in the business. A resignation does not really fix the situation nor does it make it better. I am not overly conservative but I am not so liberal that I think there is nothing wrong and this can be ignored. I guess Kevin was really enjoying himself when he was getting tickled.

OH NO SELENA GOMEZ HAS STREP THROAT! PLEASE LET US SAVE HER AS THAT WILL SOLVE CURRENT WORLD CRISES.........

Everyone I need you to please do some kind of spiritual ritual to save our favorite Wizard of Waverly Place from the clutches of the deadly disease known as strep throat. Yes you heard right everyone the head Beiber Fever carrier is now deathly ill with her throat itching as millions of bacteria are killing her precious vocal chords. We need to save her as the fate of the whole world depends on it.

Sorry after further research it turns out strep throat does not really kill people and she is not really the important to the fate of the free world. I still say we form a hand holding movement to show this brave lite doodle how important she really is to all of us. Anyone with me? Bueller? Bueller?  I guess I don't have the backing.

Really these are the news that are trending today and everyone wonders why there is such a generational disconnect. When I was in middle school we were taught to discuss relevant current events and learn to back up our opinions with well researched facts. If a kid shows up with this current event today he is superstar correspondent today.

This is what's wrong people!

I JUST WANT TO CARRY YOUR BOOKS HOME

I want to take this particular opportunity to write about how romance seems to be a dying art. As I walked through a mall the other day I saw this one teenager with his girlfriend. The kid clearly thought he was some sort of rap star which was funny considering he made me think of Vanilla Ice in the Ninja Turtles movie. That having been said let me get to the point of this rant.

The kid was a vulgar point with no manners and no class whatsoever. What annoyed me was that the girl was equally ignorant and encouraged his boorish attitude. I wonder how exactly their interaction went. I can imagine it was something like:

BOY: Yo baby let's chill at the mall.

Girl: Like IDK  sure whatever!

BOY: Yo boo come on girl

Girl: My boyfriend like totally gets me you know.

The point is the kid was a jackass and he made me so angry I wanted to kick his ass. When I was younger and dating I had to work for a hello and really try everything from carrying a girls books to discreet hand holding at the regular places like the movies. While these were fifth grade tactics the fact that you no longer see them reminds you of societal decline in general. You have little kids talking about swag and how they want to be like Kim Kardashian instead of being individuals.

If all that kids are exposed to is overly rehearsed pop culture their ideas of relationships are going to be pathetic at best. This is why men no longer open the door for ladies. Wait there are no men just punks and morons. This is why there are no boys carrying girls books because they are too busy trying to be "players."

I think the problem lies with the idea that people need to be 100% free to explore from an early age. Yes I understand we all need to be individuals but if all you do is watch television and mimic garbage then you will pretty much end up like garbage.

 So how about it? Can I carry your books home?

WHAT DOES NOT KILL YOU CAN DESTROY YOU

I have heard it said that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I beg to differ with that statement. While if you eat a piece of candy that hits the ground for five seconds you will not die other worst things can happen in cases of personality.

Why do i say personality? Personality is what makes us who we are and defines our actions and reactions. So by that particular idea of definition it's safe to say that things we chose not to address while they won't necessarily kill us the won't make us stronger. Let me take control and use it as an example.

People that have controlling and unrelenting natures will not die, not right away, but they do self destruct. We live in an essentially free world with an emphasis on the word  individual. No one person controls another in this world. There is a point to this little blog/rant.

When you don't look in the mirror and see that your flaws are what hold you back your allowing them to destroy you in the worst imaginable way. Remember to look in the mirror and take charge because what does not kill you will destroy you.