Just Let Me -- G -- Indoctrinate You!

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Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Dear America,

Happy Wednesday.

You know why 70% of our economy relies on consumer spending?  It's because, up until about high noon yesterday, we were a nation built upon wealth building in every facet, rain or shine, from sunrise to sunset; and then, only to awaken and get up and do it all over again the next morning.

But just what, pray tell, is messing with us these days?

Just what seems to be robbing us of our livelihoods right under our very noses, leaving a legacy of debt to our children, while extinguishing all hope of keeping to our common sense and sensibilities once more?  What in Sam Hill will bring this runaway train to a complete stop, safely and without further injury, I dare ask? 

Seems that with the age of Obama, enlightenment comes by way of redistribution, no skills necessary, neither labor nor aptitude required; as we give way to the lowest common denominator rule of outlaws, honed by progressives and socialists alike -- as we can't tell them apart anymore.  Yet it is this very nature, precisely, that runs counterproductive to the inherent philosophy of building America from the ground up, from bouncing baby to chief engineer and maker of one's life, and goes against everything our founders set forth to accomplish and protect.

How they must be rolling over in their graves, as they are set to witness a rally come 10-2-10 centered solely upon the collectivization of our dear country, capitalizing on the disparity between the haves and the have nots, and turning us into a nation that punishes wealth, promotes an entitlement society built not to contribute to but recklessly take, and squanders the abundance of our most precious resource, once made in America daily, our self-reliance. (for more on the ONE NATION rally...start by going to the Communist Party USA...and travel thru time and the links...crossing paths with Obama's Organizing for America...and you will get there, eventually -- for "we are all socialists now" according to Newsweek, under Obama rule)

As we brought up yesterday, The McGuffey Readers are an elevated collection of tools for proper use and deliverance of the English language, that turn the task of communication into a thing of beauty and elegance, really -- and if I may be so bold, almost romanticizing the common duty for one and all, in the most uplifting and thoughtful way.  Never mind that they are older than dirt.

How the world, and how we read about it, through it, and in it, has changed, no?

You see, the magnanimous side to Glenn Beck offers us a snippet of how we have changed as a nation, when it comes to our learning, and the processes thereof, almost daily, when he asks of us one thing.  What is that one thing?  To QUESTION with BOLDNESS.

From this perspective, one cannot help but wonder how our children could continue to benefit from such "old fashioned engineering" like questioning -- with boldness; and how at the turn of every page, placed at the very fingertips of every child, from back in the day of horse and buggy, how such workings via such tools as the McGuffey Readers could permeate into the minds of young Americans, totally transforming the common day right before their very eyes, while fundamentally teaching the basics and enriching the spirit, from the inside out; suffice it to say, the all encompassing collection outweigh the standards of any English language study of the twentieth (or even the twenty-first!) century -- but go ahead and question it.  I dare you.

A system, like McGuffey's, swaddles the pre-reader and cradles him all the way through high school, in a series of books that gradually steps up the learning process, weaving together the very basics, like phonics -- decoding the relationship of letters and sounds -- moving seamlessly into understanding the fluidity of our voice, our inflections, and reading aloud -- to discovering how in fact we take it all in and comprehend what we read -- to the advancement of recognizing the timelessness of grasping the fullness of any language -- to the creative genius of writing, speaking, and thinking about what it is we have just read, to the level that continues to test us -- and leaving us well within the confines of a long pause -- as it's never really enough; only finding ourselves hungering for more, as we reach out for the next nugget of information as if it were our last meal.

This is the way English was taught.  It was an art, it was a pleasure, it was an extension of the Divine, working and meandering through the young and porous mind with an unimaginable thirst for the purity of knowledge, the ability to think for themselves, and most of all, to question -- anything and everything -- with boldness. 

Debate was merely a tool from which it played; the sharp exchange of attitudes and ideologies were the colorful bounty from which we came; and the freedom to actually think, amongst our peers, deep, thoughtful wonderings of how we came into being, what makes our world go round, to mindful contemplation as to where we might possibly, individually and collectively, not only find our happiness -- but labor in it, make it, promote it, sell it, and build honest to goodness wealth from it.

The finer point under which McGuffey preached his higher learning was simply this: "AFTER A CHILD LEARNS TO READ HE CAN READ TO LEARN." 

Common themes under the "advanced comprehension" stage included subjects venturing into areas now considered very much taboo -- truth, religion, patriotism, life values, spirituality, eternity, free enterprise; all these things, according to progressive teachings and the current steamrolling over our fundamental principles, would call for a class action law suit, spearheaded, of course, by the ACLU, today.

But I ask you, what good does this do for any of us? 

Where is the harm in having a simple discussion of what makes us tick, and why, and how does this information lead us, protect us, serve us, and unite us, as a people -- as individuals and as a whole? 

Since when did the discussion of that which makes us strong, vibrant, good and meaningful become so threatening to those who fear to question with boldness at all, unable to comprehend the beauty of all sides, the full monty, the differences between and the commonalities that bind? 

Why can't it be safe to bare all and show our vulnerabilities, to fall on our knees in thanksgiving and praise, or connect to the Universal Source of all that is good -- and talk about it?!

I don't understand why it is acceptable for the Nancy Pelosi's of this world to be able to articulate "the word" as a matter of civic duty, pointing to the word of God as the Way, the Truth, and the Light only when needing support for her monstrosity of a health care bill, masterminding the social justice angle meeting up with our moral compass, as if they simply bumped into each other at the corner store; and yet our children cannot utter a word of it, if only as a matter of discussion and debate, in school??? I don't get that.

The McGuffey Readers use moral lessons often -- going so far as to ask questions like, "What  feeling is most necessary to social worship?" (after a reading entitled, Thoughts in a Place of Public Worship -- by HANNAH MORE)  or

"How was the political prosperity of our country obtained?" and "Why would the destruction of our present form of government be an irretrievable  loss of liberty?" and "In what is our chief hope for the premanency of our government to be placed?" (after reading, Evils of Dismemberment -- by WEBSTER)  sidenote...where, oh where, is a webster now?

And then there is this, following a piece simply called, No Excellence without Labor -- by WIRT: begging us to answer, "How does it appear from facts, that it is labor rather than genius which gives eminence?"

Oh to be a fly on the wall and observe a classroom of America's finest discussing that!  Now that would be wonderlust.

The thing is, when a society loses its ability to delve deep into it's soul, we start showing that we have none; when we begin to worship secular musings over the transcendent, we begin to live lives disconnected at the heart; when we cease questioning and connecting to the Divine, we begin to act like we don't need It, and ultimately, stop teaching it, we stop illuminating the stories that fill us with grace and peace, charity and hope, stories that fill us with the knowledge and guidance to overcome all obstacles in our path.

Falling back on one of my favorite books, The Re-Enchantment of Everyday Life, by Thomas Moore,
"Enchantment needs its own specialist, and mystery its own lobbyist.  A theology of daily life, practiced by us all, would open our eyes to a dimension solidly sealed off by the modern secularistic imagination, and it would restore soul, because soul is fed by the eternal and the spiritual as much as it finds nourishment in the temporal and the physical."  
Mystery its own lobbyist!  I could eat that all day long.

Our life, as we know it or imagine it could be, needs a soul to survive; while 70% of consumer spending depends on it...

oh really, bite me, so you say?  well, you can jump aboard the progressive gravy train all you want, but if you don't watch the signs, you could be in for a major drop just up ahead.

Without our connection to Life, to the Divine, to the Creator of all things seen and unseen, we not only cease in our ability to make it in this world in which we live with a humble and gracious heart, we cease making everything.

But don't take my word for it, or Glenn's, go to the Source -- question it, with boldness, indifference or with enough vitriol to fill a church if you must.

When we cease teaching our children to live with soul, our world, and the bounty that comes with, will in turn drop into a vast, empty, weeping chasm of antiquity, sealing the coffin of an age gone by; at that point, it really won't matter what we make, let alone if someone buys, for the stark reality of our dirty deeds will be thrust upon us. 

We will have buried the one thing that made us truly good -- made us prosperous -- and virtually made us into who we are today, or yesterday -- the shining beacon on the hill for all the world to see and read all about it -- as we haphazardly keep throwing dirt and plenty of collective hot air upon the one thing our children should know more about, or at the very least, have a chance to discuss.. and maybe even dwell on, sit a spell on, and dither the whole darn day away on.  And I think to myself, what a wonderful world...

make it a good day, G

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Dear America,

Oh my goodness, oh my goodness.

there is way too much going on in this world -- unprecedented turmoil all around; while I haven't even had my coffee for three days... talk about don't talk to me...talk about sinking into despair and Lifetime TV movies and letting it all out sequestered under my blankie with my BooBoo by my side...

the world is just not that funny.


But then, no stopping our dear President making a a few jokes at the Correspondents Association Dinner, huh.  And good for him; that's the way to let out a little steam. 

Seriously, it is.

It's just funny listening to what he thinks is funny.

And he was funny, have to give him that.

He is so comfortable in the accompaniment of his people -- even though, he tries to pull off the idea that the mainstream media have been all over him, saying "even though the mainstream press gives me a  pretty hard time (really?)...I hear that I'm still pretty big on Twitter, and Facebook, or as Sarah Palin likes to call it 'the socialized media." hardy har har

All too funny, given he then turned around to diss the prevalence of ipods, ipads, and xboxes, oh my, all in one fell swoop during a commencement speech just a few days later at Hampton U...and he was being totally serious to boot.  go figure.. coming from the prince of peace wagering on every techno widget and gadget known to man when campaigning to get out the vote. 

"...coming of age in a 24/7 media environment, some of which don't rank high in the truth meter...ipods and ipads and xboxes and playstations, none of which I know how to work... Information becomes a distraction, a diversion; a form of entertainment rather than a tool of empowerment, rather than a means of emancipation..."
Say what?

For it was in the days of his campaign, he used McCain's lack of techno wizardry as a talking point...poking fun at his all but non-existent experience with the keyboard and his inability to evolve beyond snail mail (oh the irony, now that he's in charge of the post office, bet he's wishing we all showed more love to that crumbling monument of government's failure to understand business).

Oh he loves to make fun of McCain, and by all means his home state -- while yucking it up at the dinner, he started out riding McCain just a bit, noting he never gave personal claim to his  nickname "Maverick",  brilliantly spinning it into a serendipitous dig on Arizona's new immigration law, saying "we all know what happens in Arizona when you don't have I.D...adios amigos..."

Well, it's just another perfect example of how things can spin around the world at lightening speed these days, even a President can be misguided by the rhetoric and political correctness of a moment in history.  Good thing we have a place to go to...places like the world wide web await us.. to lift us up and bring us back from the brink...that is what he meant when he said this at Hampton U, no?

"so many voices clamoring for attention on blogs, and on cable, and talk radio.  It can be difficult at times to sift through -- to know what to believe -- who's telling the truth and who is not."
Are you talkin' to me? Say it like Joey, on the streets of Chicago.

Ah yes, to be perfectly clear, true emancipation doesn't come from the hand of government, nor out of the hearts and minds and mouths of Presidents.

To be fair and balanced, America has equally shared the spotlight with both political parties; none of which may take credit for carrying the common man out of poverty and suffering.

Why? because as our founders cautiously but emphatically outlined for us, the politics of party line cannot accomplish what must inherently come from the INDIVIDUAL.  This country was designed in all seriousness to let the common man be, do and have whatever the common man can.  It was not predicated on a government, everywhere and larger than life itself, to do for man what man must do for himself.

With all things being equal, this is what makes all men equal -- this is what made an Oprah, a Bill Gates, a Hollywood, a Silicone Valley -- this is what takes us from the first automobile to an industry in under sixty seconds in relation to the rest of the  world -- this is what makes a Wall Street and a Main Street, both the highs and the lows -- this is what makes an "L.T.", only sharply contrasted by the differences between a Tomlinson and a Taylor -- this is what makes a President of mixed race deliver a few funnies, whether it be a correspondents dinner or college commencement, with such ease and eloquence, you would be led to believe he was the perfect candidate for the task at hand, being the American President who came from nothing to become a very big something that he is.

What's funny is how this government wishes to solve the world's inequities by taking away from those who simply HAVE -- those who have "made it" by figuring things out on their own -- including those who may have needed some help, perhaps relied on the wisdom of those who have came before us -- like our founders; or perhaps, more closer to home, find themselves indebted to the undying love and support of a parent or grandparent, and maybe a guardian angel or two.

There is only one thing that keeps us from reaching our highest and our very best every day -- and it is the value we place on ourselves to becoming everything we ever dreamed. This begins with the first family we ever come to know; the environment in which we are raised and the mentoring from none other than our mamas and our papas, and perhaps a few teachers down the road, shape us into who we ultimately become.

For richer or poorer, all families come from this place we call home; and all families have the ability to transcend circumstances and make something of themselves, whether you accept it as truth, or not -- it was laid out before us a very long time ago, five thousand years ago to be exact.

Whether we come from a good family or not, our inherent rights, passed on from generation to generation, come from a higher place; nothing but our individual connection to this Life Force, along with our recognition of our ability to rise above challenges and hindrances we think are beyond repair -- can keep us apart from receiving the Kingdom, for nothing is impossible in the eyes of God.  America begins and ends at the kitchen table and good night kisses; let us return to making good families, as if our future depends upon it, because it does -- and that's the truth.

For even with all the modern conveniences like ipods and xboxes, Obama is right to some degree; for we have seen time and time again, money and things can ruin a child just as easily as the lack thereof.  (Did you happen to catch that story on Warren Buffet's son?) 

It always seems to get down to the values we teach our children from the moment they are born, how we foster them into becoming the young adults on the precipice of entering the new world, so that they may become the journalists or the bloggers or the cable news dudes or the talk radio renegades or like anyone else from the mainstream media who simply fall to their knees in the presence of the great articulator-in-chief...mindlessly enthralled by everything he says or does.

"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.  If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.  If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind.  It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails...and now these three remain: faith, hope and love.  But the greatest of these is love." 1 Corinthians, Chapter 13
It is a wacky world out there, no kidding; some things we read are true, some things are not, while some things totally contradict what was previously widely accepted... but the greatest of these is love; we must embrace it all -- for whatever it's worth, for whatever value we gain -- for censoring any of it would be un-American, and may very well take away the amusement, the empowerment, the distractions, the education, and the opportunity to grow tolerance, have faith in our fellow man, and hope for a better future -- and in so doing be able to reach our highest pinnacle,  true emancipation for us all.  What a wonderful world that would be.

Then we have this,
"is not general incivility the essence of love?" 
Jane Austen

Keeping it real -- even if that means we endure snippets in time when we laugh at ourselves and each other -- is one of the greatest man-made distractions we've got left.   And if anyone is keeping score, who really has the last laugh anyway?

But there is a funny thing about truth; the truth shall set us free...

in joy, or in sorrow, right on cue and according to our belief, every time.

I never proclaim all the answers, amused mostly by lots of questions.  But maybe if we get back to teaching our children a little self-reliance, empowering them with words of common sense respective of liberty and freedom to build from all schools of thought, our kids might be better prepared for the whole world; instead we have a president going around saying read this and not that; this is funny, but not that; this is news, but not that -- selectively censoring all the world has to offer, woefully ignorant of supporting the open and lively debate from which a young mind truly grows; as civilized as it may appear, a world like this would look a lot like tyranny.

Make it a Good Day, G