Monday, July 31, 2006

Stan Marsh Said it Best.....

Dude! Mel Gibson is Daffy
Dude,
Mel Gibson is trying to kill us!!!
Bus driver: Sure... Whatever kid
*Smash*
Gibson: Give me back my $18!!!


Gibson's Anti-Semitic Tirade -- Alleged Cover Up
This one goes into more detail then some of the AP articles... Although I'm sure you've all heard this latest Hollywood gossip at this point.

Gibson enters rehab after DUI arrest

Well it turns out I'm vindicated after years of disliking Mel Gibson. Of course until the revelations of the past couple of years I just thought he was smug, the whole bigot thing didn't really cross my mind.

As it turns out that all of us peeps who had studied a wee bit of theology in college, and learned of the methods in which Gibson had gone beyond even the most anti-Semitic scripture, (Gospel according to John and letters of Paul) Those of us aware that Gibson made a thinly veiled propaganda film that is a quasi-subliminal "The Jews hate Jesus" fest were proven right. Gibson denied his antisemetic tendencies but they've been revealed waving in the wind like a giant red flag.

Antisemitism exists in the bible because of miss-interpretations, because of prejudices seemingly traced to an early Jewish separtist & gospel transcriber named Paul, then Constantine had much material re-written in to make it easier for the Romans to adopt Christianity in light of their hatred of the Jews. Additionally contrary to the belief of many fundamentalists the New Testament does not channel God, and instead were interpretations by several men, influenced by centuries of social and cultural upheaval. If God himself were directing the quills, the spirit in the sky would be really wishy washy, as there are subtle differences between the rehashing of the same story (a.k.a. the gospels)

There were many pieces at the time about where Gibson had taken liberties to enhance the demonizing of the Jewish people but as I am too lazy to provide links at this point, you'll just have to look it up yourself, or disagree with me, as you may.

As I like this topic... and I think it is very very important in this mad mad world (think this holy land craziness... and the Islamic fundamentalists that want to kill off all of the non Muslims & secularists, that and the flawed idea of religious states generally speaking)

Religion isn't bad thing, but when we take literally the words of these moral stories meant to guide us (many of which are terribly out dated), when we believe that there is only one true interpretation of God, I think we are traversing on a slippery and deadly slope. This is the weakness of man. The use of our spiritual insecurities by power hungry zealots stagnates the world in its pursuit of a environment where we may all live in peace... I feel as the big cheese would intend (what ever he, she, or it is). People are too weak to have confidence in what they believe without feeling threatened by everyone else who thinks something contrary. Although truth be told I believe that certain civil rights that contradict traditional edicts of faith should take precedence over scripture or philosophy of any kind---religions ultimately have the same goal, and these painful little nuances are often contradictions to core values of doing "the right thing".

The Origins of Christian Anti-Semitism
An informative paper regarding this topic.

Next: First Council of Nicaea A Roman meeting of early Christian officials that voted on many of the fundamentals of what is now Christian faith. Note the part where it is voted to separate the observation of the crucifixion from the Jewish holiday Passover. The Emperor Constantine : "It was, in the first place, declared improper to follow the custom of the Jews in the celebration of this holy festival, because, their hands having been stained with crime, the minds of these wretched men are necessarily blinded. .... Let us, then, have nothing in common with the Jews, who are our adversaries. .... avoiding all contact with that evil way. ....who, after having compassed the death of the Lord, being out of their minds, are guided not by sound reason, but by an unrestrained passion, wherever their innate madness carries them. .... a people so utterly depraved. ....Therefore, this irregularity must be corrected, in order that we may no more have any thing in common with those parricides and the murderers of our Lord. .... no single point in common with the perjury of the Jews."

If it wasn't just the added demonic transfigurations of Jewish children into demons in "The Passion", the fact that Papa Gibson publishes an anti-semetic newsletter, and Mel fronted an ultra-conservative church with dark ages values (they make some of the Vatican hard line vatican folks look like social liberals) should have been enough to tip off most folks.

I bet some of the hardliners, even in light of this, and even though Gibson aknowledged and, well, sort of apologized for the anti-semetic B.S. he spewed,..... I bet there will be those who will continue to try to say.... "The Passion isn't antisemetic, its the real story of Jesus"... and "They're just trying to make Mel Gibson look bad because he's such a kind and gentle Christian". Awwwwww... And Hitler was just looking out for the everyman too, right? He was also a fan of the letters of Paul, the belief that Jews, not the Romans crucified Jesus, a Jew, and finally that whole "God has a chosen people" thing. Some back woods toothless fundamentalists in our country would say: "And they sure as hell ain't Jew's, Buddhists and homo's...now I's gots to gets back to whittlin mah stick so I can beat some immigrants". I just don't get people... how in today's world? Why? I guess they must feel a bit small.

I guess they just read all of the crappy parts of the bible and ignore Ite good stuff... it must be less important or something. Doesn't have the same sort of fire and brimstone sort of excitement. Its like a love story vs. say.... hmmmmmm Lethal Weapon? Or would Mad Max be more fitting?

Actually I'm not sure what's worse, those who would niavely try to deny Gibson's obvious bigotry, or those soooo smitten with Braveheart that they couldn't possibly frown upon his sorry ass.


Well that's enough ranting about Gibson... hopefully those folks in the Mideast will stop bombing each other, I'm not holding my breath. I'm sure the implications of force will keep those Hezbollah terrorists from acting out just like it has over the past fifty years, oh wait.......

Usually the celebrity crap is pretty insignificant, and as irrelevant in the grander scheme this is, I can't help but think what an amazing parallel it is to all that troubles the world. I suppose If I worked on it I could easily construct a nice essay on how Lindsay Lohan's "little selfish bitch" personality is screwing over the world. (mommy exhibits why Lindsay's a spoiled brat) (pretty on the outside, bitter on poisonousde like a poisnous berry) I'm sure she has no idea what Hezbollah even is and probably couldn't point Lebanon out on a map, but alas it is unfair for me to speak for her.

I think quite simply with every Mother or child that is killed, a new terrorist is born. It would take one hell of a pvengeancet to want vengence, and unfortunately we are short on Ghandi clones now days.

This html has been a pain tonight, the spell check and compose mode has been self destructing after I add things to it and my words end up getting all jumbled up. A bit frustrating... hopefully it reads somewhat legibly. Each time I read it I find that half a sentence has been eliminated! grrrrr...

Sunday, July 30, 2006

My weekend, and Great Sox Memories!


< My beautiful balcony garden :(
My green thumb is not well this year!

Check out Below for Red Sox World Series Parade Pics!! I thought I'd post them in anticipation. I got them developed today, not the greatest but still entertaining.

BUSY WEEKEND: It all began with a company getaway Friday. Initially I had to be at Millennium for a tele-conference, and then we rushed to get on our ten AM shuttle to George's Island. Perhaps I'll have photos of that later in the week, someone usually snaps a few and I was in some.

We had a Lobster clam bake there, then had a little booze cruise in Boston Harbor. On the island is an extensive Fort called "Fort Warren" which has had varied use back to the war of 1812. Many Confederate soldiers and sympathizers were imprisoned there (over 700), serving almost as a Union sanctioned gitmo.

After the day with the company I met up with Jess Wheeler where we were going to see a favorite band of his "The Secret Machines". http://www.thesecretmachines.com/ They are a tight band that has long occasionally psychedelic tunes that occasionally resemble the Flaming Lips or an updated version of David Gilmore's Pink Floyd. It is good stuff. Also playing were Mew, and the main act Bloc Party. The crowd was intensely into Bloc Part which was entertaining but as the peppy emo/punk/pop tends not to be our bag, we only stuck around for a handful of their tunes. Before going to the show, Wheeler and I hit the Barking Crab, wharf restaurant where we had some fries and sweet & spicy shrimp as a small filler, along with several beers. (At which point, including the booze cruise, I'd progressed to about 7 total and had a good buzz for the show) After the show we hit J.J. Foley's which is a down to earth Irish bar just outside of Downtown Crossing in Boston. Christine, a coworker had suggested it, and as it turns out, Scotty, Mike and I have been there a couple of times. It is a nice place that has a classic neighborhood pub decor without being a dive, and the music isn't too loud to the point where you can't hear people talk.

So of course on Saturday I was pretty hung over after clocking in over ten beers. After driving Wheeler to Oak Grove to expedite his journey to South Station, (at 8:00 am, Jess had to work), I got home and crashed.

I got up later that afternoon for a work related tele-conference, and then later that night, Kate came over. I made some ham Italian sandwiches. Kate munched on some tortilla chips and salsa as she watched me chop up the necessary veggies. After eating, we went for a drive to "Soc's" and got some Ice cream.

Sunday was a pleasant day. Kate and I went to the new "Not Your Average Joe's" location at the new Station Landing shopping/residential complex by Wellington Station on the Orange Line. I had a lovely Pizza, and Kate had this massive chicken salad. We went onward to check out an open air market in the South End that Kate had read about in the Improper Bostonian. It was a pretty nifty setup of booths selling mostly crafts, but there were a couple vegetable and baked goods stands interspersed amongst them. I'm sure in time, it will be the type of thing which will get bigger, but It really only took us five minutes to walk through. There weren't enough people there so we could be inconspicuous enough not to get talked up by every stand operator. It was a beautiful day to walk around the city, and the South End is a part of Boston that I haven't spent too much time in.
Next we strolled over to a D line train and headed to Brookline so Kate could drop off considerable leftovers from Not Your Average Joe's. She should eat well this week :D. Following this we walked to Harvard Square from Coolidge corner.
It was a great evening, one of those you wish didn't have to end... but alas its time to go back to work.

RED SOX VICTORY 2004!! It may have been a dreary day, but there was excitement in the air and spirits could not be dampened. The curse had been broken!

Too the left: Pedro Martino can be seen raising his victory fist in the air!

Below right: Taken after the parade on the outside of Fenway. Kate took this one too capture the exciting times in Boston.











To the left: This is another of the pitchers Duck tour boat. That is Wakefield pointing up, Lowe is in front. I think Schilling is far left, but it is so dark you can't really tell.

Below right: A Dominican Flag is seen waving amongst the Red Sox paraphernalia.




For some reason the format is being tricky here and isn't letting me write in the left column, hopefully these annotations will make some semblance of sense.
To the left: Here you see a duck boat with the relief pitchers.
Right Below: Wally the Green monster & Friends, but aren't we all friends of Wally?








To the left: This is a view of the crowd anticipating the Fenway heroes in the drizzle on Boylston St.
To the right, below: This looks at the crowd heading west down Boylston St.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Tempus fugit

Well... well... well...

Well.....

Man summer has flown by.

I hate working.

Its not that I hate my job, I don't, its just that when you are running around out of your house at least 11-12 hours a day, busy meeting deadlines and attempting to achieve desired results... time slips away from you.

When I was a kid it seemed like summers lasted for ever. When summer began I was a different person than when it ended.

Now I'm too preoccupied with schedules, work, commuting, goals, etc... But alas when I have been less busy I complain too. So if I have to choose, I guess I'm glad to be busy.

I may have to go away two weekends in August on company business. I'm not really thrilled about that. It is just poor luck that the events I need to participate in happen to be scheduled on weekends.

I guess I've had an excellent summer so far. Really its probably been one of the best of I've had since I was a child. Probably the best summer of my adult life, because I've been able to enjoy my days as I've pleased when the time allowed. I just wish there were more days to enjoy!