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The Judge and The General

2009-03-24T19:51:00.000-07:00

I recently had the pleasure of viewing a remarkable documentary on the 1973 Chilean Coup d'etat. Having lived there for two years I have a fondness for Chile and an acute interest in its histoy and people. My father also lived in Chile, only he lived there during the this Coup and was imprisoned briefly by the Pinochet regime. He was later released because they didn't know what to make of him as a foreigner speaking only of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Chile along with much of Latin America presents an intriguing paradox in what I would consider to be my personal ideology. As what some might consider a conservative, lover of freedom and capitalism, I am somewhat torn by my empathy for the socialists and even communists of the region. One might wonder why a person of my political preferences would read with an insatiable appetite all about the iconic Che Guevara. I don't play bongos, I don't smoke pot or listen to Bob Marley regularly, I own a didgeridoo, but it adorns my office and not often my lips, I do enjoy the occasional mate (South American herbal tea) I don't sing with the hippie peace choir, and yet I consider myself somehwhat of an expert on the man. So would our old friend Joe MacCarthy have sought me out had he lived in our day? Perhaps. I hope not to disappoint any of my conservative friends with the following declaration; I am a Latin American Commie. If I lived there, I would be the first to cry out against the injustice, disparity, corruption, and arbitrary rule that has prevailed there for so many years. If I had been born there I would erroneously see communism as the answer. I would lead the masses of proles armed to the hilt with blood spilling apparatus against anyone unlucky enough to be oppressing us. It has been the only choice. Alas I was born in America, where our founding fathers were brilliant enough to write a constitution that would create a world in which even the poorest trailer park dweller, working 20 hours a week, could sport an iphone and $5 Starbuck latte. A land in which the immigrant construction worker can afford to build himself one of the miniature palaces he labors on daily. America is the last country that should be drawn to socialism, and yet somehow, the Evil Empire we spent 60 years combating, has seemingly become the model society for our new regime. We need to rethink the way things are going with our government, we need to speak out and say we like the world we have worked so hard to create. Latin America longs for what we have, they just don't know how to get it. Our lowest of class has a far more wondrous life than many of the middle classes worldwide. We need to continue, to advance, to fail and to arise again, not create an equal but mediocre populous. That is not who we are, and it is someone we will never be, because unlike Latin America we need no remedy, no standardization of the classes, because if nothing else, here in America we have achieved the ability to achieve success according to ones will and desires. That will be the last thing to fall from the grasp of my cold, inanimate fingers.

America in Danger

2008-11-07T10:04:00.000-08:00

America is in Danger and not for reasons you might think. This is not necessarily an argument against Obama. What I am saying is that America's left, especially its far left is getting to the point where they will accept unacceptable things in order to avoid being tagged racist, bigot, or closed minded. The other day I was branded a racist because of my public outcry against what our local government agencies allowed men to do. Two Black Panthers took on the roll of militant guards at voting polls in Pennsylvania. Even when the media showed up to cover this madness they had the audacity to demand permits. They themselves had taken on this fairlytale role and were demanding credentials from the licensed press.Why is it that people who see these disgusting acts refuse to cry out? I don’t care what your politics that is not America! The atrocious presence of the Black Panthers outside of voting polls in Philadelphia represents what America is willing to accept and expands the very malleable threshold of what will be considered ok . These men represent, as many of us have forgotten, a fundamentalist left wing ideal that is based on Black Nationalism and blatant socialism. There is nothing wrong with being proud of being a minority, I know I am one, I am a Mormon. However there is something wrong when logical human beings will not recognize the evil in a group like the Black Panthers standing outside a government voting area with night sticks and getting away with it. In my opinion this is the equivalent of the KKK standing out there doing the same. Now if they want to stand aside within the legal picketing area and make their opinions known that is fine, it is their right, but to try and take on a government roll of guarding the door is simply despicable. If the left is to continue to accept this, the very fabric of America will be in Jeopardy. The far left is exploiting the past mistakes of our developing nation, mistakes that have clearly been overcome and exonerated as we have elected a Black president. This exploitation is overcompensating on a very dangerous level. They publically ridicule those who will not accept the extreme culture the wish to create and in doing so become the very bigots whom they believe they are silencing. If this prevails acceptance in order not to offend will outweigh sound judgment, and evil will persecute good on charges of evil-doing. Don’t let this happen. Do not be bullied. Do not fall into the trap. Be on the left, be on the right, but recognize what it happening.

Google Chrome

2008-10-24T11:47:00.000-07:00

I don't know how many of you have tried or downloaded the new Google Chrome. I have to say I am a huge advocate. I get sick of people singing the praises of Firefox, and Internet Explorer seems like a Dinosaur no matter what they do to keep an edge. Google chrome has a format that takes just a few minutes to get used to but it seperates your hardrive file flaps and your browser flaps seperate cause it puts your internet stuff at the top of your screen. It is wicked fast and saves all of your favorite pages in icons when you open it up. You start typing any page and within a key stroke or two it figures out where you wanna go, for example trevolution21.blogspot.com would be tr enter. I simply love it. Try it out. There are a few download issues and it is not yet synced with some websites, but even with these small set back its blows everything else away. Leave it to the geniuses as Google to create the ultimate web browser!

L'enfant

2008-10-13T15:57:00.000-07:00

My wife and I had the recent pleasure of discovering the extensive and unmatched foreign film selection at our local Hastings. Where Redbox will destroy Hollywood and Blockbuster I believe that Hasting will be left standing. Its prices and selection are very competitive and it is always teaming with people from teenybopping high school students to some of the areas suprising intellectuals who also often frequent Starbucks. We watched L'enfant and really liked it. It has no music, a really basic cast and plot, but a very authentic feel to it. I think it won the Cannes Offical selection when it was first released.

Grrreat Song: The Garden

2008-10-13T15:35:00.001-07:00

Joshua James does it again. Check out the Garden on itunes or on his myspace page. It's a Euphoric adventure, an epic ballad. Two entusiastic thumbs up, we'll see you in Rexburg on November 15 Joshua.

The Maiden of Kuala Lumpur

2008-10-13T15:02:00.000-07:00

I wrote the following a dream I had that referenced in a very tangible way a picture I took in 2006 in Malaysia.

The wandering soldiers, the elusive plight,
A beckoning cry rings out at night
A night that's soft, a calm before the storm
Faint vibrations fill the drones
In the pipers hands

On the mountain a maiden stands
Like a statue, pinned against a starless sky
Her heartless eyes watch as her heroes die
They come and weep only at her feet
Her lasting, supple youth mocks them

At her hands and under her eyes
I, too have sunk beneath the shores of time
Her listless beauty drew me onward
Across the raw earth refined
I coveted all that would be mine

Starving for the freedom she brings
Longing to begin the journey
That would shape the boy
Into her traveling warrior
Mercenary of her heart

So many times I've limboed in dreams
Leaving my footprints in the sands and snows
Stumbles of stocking feet over the trampled stocks
Torn down by those who look but are not
Like me

"What promise, what guarantee,
Have you to offer me?" many time I plead.
"None Warrior Poet, none for thee
Your mark will remain on the land
And all will know you sought for me."

"Dark madam, Hear me now!
I wish I could turn away from thee
A hero to remain, with nothing to save,
Suspend my hope for better days
And in a dream I'll live happily."

Though as a dream she never leaves
But fills my veins with vanity
A carnal lust for beauty seen
And me myself be beautiful
To be seen of her and to be loved

And in my slumber a picture hung
It tortured the subconscious mind
I stood and stood and saw it there
My dreamer's clock measured no time
My still tongue uttered violent cadences

By my hand and to the floor was it flung
And ever so gently was it placed
Its mystery mystified and struck fear deep
Into my bones did it permeate
All awhile the maiden did I hate

Temple stairs in a far off land
Why was it you that raised me from my bed?
Is it you that I must climb
And never reach your vantage point
That would reveal the cityscape?

Tonight I'll lie, like nights before
I'll try to shrug and shun you
Yet still her eyes that draw me near
Will take and take and take
My dear, my love, be satisfied, I'll never cease to give