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OK!  I’m sure I’m not the alone in reading about more than one cannibalistic killer in the world within the past three weeks.  I’m sure I’m not alone in considering this behavior to be bizarre, and even more so that there have been Several cases by Different people in diverse places.  Some readers have stated they believe that the recreational use of Bath Salts may be at fault, but there has been no confirmation of that as the cause.

Other readers have even gone so far as to draw analogies with flesh eating Zombies.  Oh if only that were what this was. If it were  Zombies that were responsible, then we could excuse the behavior as a side effect of a virus, the way that Rabies makes people and animals lose control.

But that Isn’t what is happening here.  These cannibals live in our cities, have no responsible attacking virus, and work among us all as though they were decent human beings!  This madness has even been filmed and sent to the internet as a video by one Canadian man who has since been caught, after an international chase found him in Germany.

Is This a new kind of crime wave? A more gruesome kind of depravity to look forward to in the coming years?  I thought about putting this post in my Political blog, but this isn’t a political problem.  It’s a spiritual one.  These crimes point out a deep divide between what a society Says it believes in, and what it’s actually promoting.  These crimes aren’t just about personal frustration, they are about rage, and hate, and brutality on display for a larger public viewing.

Not unlike the terrorist activity, where people in public places are killed by large explosions; these crimes are meant to be horrific, and to elicit horrified reactions, whether just from the victim, or from a larger public as well.   Even when the perpetrator of the crime is hallucinating, these reactions are still outrageous.  One would Hope that this is not the behavior that was taught as proper by whatever authority raised these persons. This behavior is still way outside what is considered acceptable, so even within a hallucination, it is Still an unacceptable reaction.

How did we get this way?  When did our society become so enamored of  graphic and outrageous behavior that this type of gruesome activity could be considered by any perpetrator?  Did it begin with the talk show circuit?  The public display of unusual and decadent behaviors by one or another of a couple?  Did it enter into the thought cycle with the advent of “Reality” shows, which are set up to be confrontational and to promote irrational behaviors for the ratings that would generate?  Was it because of the attention that international terrorist activity gets, that our usual, run of the mill criminal mind suddenly gets grandiose ideas for attention getting by this means?

Some people would say that these behaviors have always been around, and we are just seeing more of them because we have the internet, but really, these types of behaviors have made the news in other times, and have been talked about world wide as well, the way that Jack the Ripper was, or that the Boston Strangler was, or the Lindberg Kidnapping.  They made the news internationally too, and they didn’t have the internet then.  So I don’t think this behavior is always out there.  It seems to be a periodic type of behavior. The last time there was a world wide tracking of it was prior to World War I.  I hope that an increase in cannibalism is not an indicator of another world wide event of that nature.

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The spread of human cannibalism (anthropophagy) in the late 19th century. The text to this map: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

How do we turn this around?  How do we make it once again, an unacceptable, never to be thought of, let alone carried out,  crime.  What do we do as a society to get back to a stronger moral footing?  Is there something we can choose as a People, that would discourage this behavior once again?

Do we choose Not to publish this type of behavior?  How about not publishing the neighbors dirty laundry?  Maybe we should go back to rolling up the sidewalks on Sundays; no businesses open, and encourage more people to attend some kind of church service, to be reminded that there will be an accounting for our choices.  What will it take for people to Not want to consider eating each other as a form of punishment/criminal attention getting?  How has this modern society fallen so far?!

 

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I was just reading a blog about poetry and why we sometimes don’t like it at all.  As usual, I read the comments after it too.  There were many different points brought up and agreements with the points made in the post.  I felt the need to reply to one of those making comments about His point of view.  He mentioned having read Beowolf in school and liking it’s alliterative structure.  Beowolf is an epic poem form.  A story told in stanzas, as it were.  

I too, have read Beowolf, and other epic poems, and loved them.  Epic poems are stories about great adventures and important events in nations histories.  I haven’t read an epic poem that was written in Our age about Our history.

Oh there have been songs written about important events, and they even rhyme for the most part, but they aren’t in the Epic genre.  They are still relatively short in form and thus short in detail as well.  I think it’s about time we had some epic poetry about events in our day and age.  I hearby challenge all poetry writers, or aspiring poetry writers, to read some poems that are considered  in the “Epic” genre (the Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner, for instance), and write one of the same quality about events in our day.

No particular subject, or theme, but only that which You feel is important on a grand scale.  Things that made a real difference in the course of our history.  You can go back as far as WWI, because I don’t recall any epic poems being written about that subject, though perhaps I’m wrong, and I just missed it (If I have, please feel free to bring it to my attention).  Pick a subject, do some research, and create a moving and evocative tale in epic poem style.  It should Rhyme or be alliterative, at least.

I will take up my own challenge and work on one too.  There’s no real time limit on this, but wouldn’t it be nice if we saw some New epic poetry soon?  Perhaps within the year?

 

Thank you to NASA for the photo of the Apollo 11 launch watchers in “The Commons”, via Flickr

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I have been reading

a variety of verses

called poetry.

There are many different forms,

and many different views

on what are called

poems.

 

Some are light and airy.

Some are heavy;

pulling

you

down.

 

Some are visceral,

gritty imaginings

of someone’s real,

and sometimes

unreal,

themes.

 

We are voyeurs of creation

peeking into an abyss

of dark and light

swirled onto paper

for a show.

 

Do we dare to object?

or imagine that we know

better than another

what is real?

or good?

or evil?

 

Yes.

for we are each

Creators;

borrowing from what is already,

and creating anew

another field,

another place,

another existence.

 

 

 

My Thanks to edalaneyphotography for the image of” Evil Spider” via Flickr

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Latter-day Saints believe in the resurrected Jesus Christ, as depicted in the Christus Statue in the North Visitors’ Center on Temple Square in Salt Lake City (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I am moving to a new area.  I have never lived there before, and I don’t have any relatives, or boyfriends, or even acquaintances there to cushion the move.  I don’t have a job waiting for me, and I  don’t have a load of income to back me up, though I do have some very good people Here who are helping to finance this move.  My daughter and I are moving there in her last year of High School to establish residency in the state that we have chosen for her to go to University in.   We are moving on faith.  We believe this is the right move for both of us to make at this time.  We are both excited about this new beginning.  Though the way forward is not clear, yet we feel good about it.  Feeling your way in the dark can be exciting.

 

The one thing I do have in the new area that is the same, is a Church that is the same denomination as the one I am leaving here.  The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  Even though where I am moving to is a Very small town, there is a Church there.  The members on both ends of this move have already been really helpful to me.  They have helped load, and unload a twenty foot truck for me already.  I have some more moving to do, a couple of trailers worth, I believe, and some of the same friends on this end who will be helping me to load it, and unload it.  It would be horribly remiss of me to take any 0f these people for granted.  They are extraordinary.  I pray that that Good Being who set us here on this path of exploration will bless all of them in their journey, and prosper them, and help them realize their dreams.

I hope that the new course I am traveling will prove fertile.  I am changing directions; making a radical shift in my thinking, but in reality, I am also revisiting my oldest and best talents.   I so hope that the richness of experience I bring to those talents will blossom in the medium and grow beautiful creations.

Lately, I have been writing, but I am also going back to painting, and other creative, and I hope useful occupations.  I am tired, now, of attempting to contribute something useful to the world in the way of analytical and practical and meaningful only to have those efforts tossed back in my face as dross because they didn’t  fit with someone else’s agenda of power seeking and personal ego gratification.  Whether that fight is worth fighting, I will leave to others who are probably more suited to the mental maneuvering necessary to politics, and bureaucracy.  Perhaps, in my need to not get put in a box, I have only removed myself from doing those things that truly let me get out of the box.

Wish me luck, and perhaps, even if undeserved, blessings on this new leg of my journey.

 

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I’ve been missing in action for a couple of weeks now, and Totally neglecting my Blogs. Sorry readers.
My explanation for this is fairly straightforward;
I’m in the midst of moving from one house to another, which activity I haven’t indulged in for over ten years now,
and there is so much stuff…..
Moving
Oh, if only
I could put it all
on a moving walkway
and let it ride all the way
to it’s destination….
(Thank you Wikipedia for the photo)
Of course, in my usual pack-rat manner, I have a hard time getting rid of any of it, but I’m trying to weed out some things;
I will have to, as the house I’m moving into is smaller than the one I am leaving.
I am so glad that I have some time to do the sorting and re-packing
(some of my things have been packed for years, because of remodeling).
I can’t even remember what I have any more, it’s been so long since I’ve seen some things.
As for my blogs…
I was for a little while focusing on poetry, as I have had some experimental pieces written elsewhere and was transferring them to the now specified Poetry blog site.  It was an appropriate time to do so, as it was April, and National Poetry month.
Frankly, when I started it, I didn’t know it was Poetry month, and I didn’t have a goal of doing one poem a day, or anything like that, though some may have thought so, as there were lots of little poems being placed within it. They mostly were and are some experimental Haikus.
I hope someday to have at least some of them reach that exalted status of satisfying my desire to blend the short form with a truly inspired bit of imagery.  I don’t know that I have achieved that, but some people have liked some of the pieces, so it would seem that I have at least achieved some small measure of satisfaction with them.  Pleasing people is at least one of my goals, though the first one is to please myself by expanding my range and practice of writing.  To be More of a writer than what is embodied as a technical writer.
Someone asked me who my favorite poet was.  I answered somewhat flippantly with a quick Haiku:
Off the Top of my Head

There are so many

Longfellow and Elizabeth

B. Browning (of course)

 

but that isn’t necessarily right, as there are others I have liked just as well, some who are not so well known, and some who are.  It is impossible for me to have a very favorite, or a Most favorite, as it depends entirely on the mood I’m in when I read them, and that changes almost with the weather.

I wish you all a good week, and will see you again soon, but not very soon.

Sincerely,

E Maria…..

 

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Dear Daughters,

I Love you.  Each and every one of you.  Angela, Lacy, Bethany, Emily, and Naomi.  I love the beautiful people you are.  I love that you are, that you exist, that you feel and breathe and love yourselves.  Do Love yourself.  You are worth it. You are worth everything.  There is nobody like you, and the you that you are is more important than you can know.  I need you.

That probably sounds ridiculous, but it’s true.  How could I need you?  by the fact of your birth being the single most important driving force imaginable to me.  Oh sure, I loved horses, and fairy tales, and adventure, but more than these, more than anything else, Ever, I love my daughters.  I loved them before they were ever born.  I love them still.  I love you.

I hope, if you are ever in any doubt, that you will remember the times I held you, the times I rocked you, the times I sang to you. I wasn’t just singing to any child.  I was singing to you personally.   At that time, at that place, at that moment you were the single most important part of my life.  You still are.

Whatever I do in this life, where ever I go, I take you with me in my heart.  You mean everything to me.  Whether we get along or not.  I love you.  I want the best for you, and if you ever feel like it, I hope you know that you can always come home.  You are welcome here, anytime.  I may not have the best circumstances available, but whatever my circumstances are, they will be better with you here, than not.  You are precious to me.

Please, believe me.  You are loved, you are needed, you are important.  There is work for you to do in this life that is worthy of your talents.  Come home, anytime you feel like it.

Love,

Your Mother

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Luciffer versus The Lord (Madach) Slovenčina: Lucifer proti Pánovi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When once I glanced upon a star aglow in all it’s glory,

I chanced to wonder just how far its light had traveled nearly.

And does it have a limit to how long its glow will tarry?

Or can it burn forever bright as far as light will carry?

If once it shudders and collapses is it because it’s weary?

Or can a star, rebellious, find past limits cost most dearly?

What is a black hole made of? Is it matter, anti-matter?

Or is a star intelligent, or mad as the Mad Hatter?

Once collapsed but previously, a star, so shining brightly.

Was it once an added upon of souls that traveled rightly?

Can I but dwell in righteousness, will I journey so directly?

Or maybe stop one step away, dwell first as planet, earthy.

When star was sun, did it by chance deny its truest maker?

And as result, get cast away, a swirl of Outer Darkness?

Did it refuse to operate as light source for creation?

Or was there something else that stopped its brilliant conflagration?

Did it swell with pride, its limit reach, strained to go much further,

and thus, collapse into itself, from reaching too much over.

Like Lucifer who shone so bright, and fostered insurrection,

did it try to take on too much power and end its sussuration?

 

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I wrote a rant a while back when a gallon of milk that I brought home didn’t taste like the usual 5% butter fat “Whole Milk” that I was used to.  It tasted more like the 2% milk, only a little richer.  I noticed then, that none of the milk jugs I had purchased recently had the fat values on the labels anymore.  What’s up with that, anyway?

Which brings me to this new piece of information.  I was in a store last week talking to the guy who stocked the milk.  I mentioned to him that I had noticed that sometimes the milk didn’t taste like whole milk anymore.  He told me that was because the fat value for whole milk isn’t 5% anymore.  It’s been changed to 3% now.  He said he didn’t think the cows were making the milk as fat anymore.  I was aghast, not just for the fact that my Milk is being systematically reduced in value, but also because this national anti-fat push is actually harmful.

We need our milk fat.  It’s part of our balanced natural fat source diet.  When we don’t balance our fats,  when we limit our fat intake to only one type, and little enough of that as well, we are actually doing more damage to ourselves than people who eat bacon fat in everything.  Fats are necessary for a whole life well being.  Your body is designed to use fats as part of it’s overall system, and the glands appreciate the type of slow, even release of energy that the body’s conversion of fat to sugar provides.

Fats are what helps you be happy.  Literally!  Without fats, your metabolism is entirely dependent on immediately available sources of energy and vitamins and minerals.  We would have to be snacking all day long on mixed salads to give our body what it needed to operate properly, if we remove the fat content from our diets.  Without a Balance of the two types of fat, your arteries get clogged and damaged. You need both types to counter each other.  Natural sources of fat are the best type.

Milk fat isn’t harmful. It’s helpful.   Put the butter-fat back in the Milk!  5% was low enough!

 

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The Journal of Medical Ethics recently accepted an article for publication from two people, Alberto Giubilini and Francesca Minerva, who label themselves as “bio-ethicists“.  The paper that was accepted for publication in late February of 2012, declared that, “When circumstances occur after birth such that they would have justified abortion, what we call after-birth abortion should be permissible.”  Funny, the last time I looked “Bio” meant “Life”, and “Ethics” meant activities which were “Good”.  When did taking the life of a living human being become “good”?  Even taking the life of a serial killer isn’t “good”. It may be necessary to protect the lives of others, but it isn’t “good”

The publication of this paper in the Journal of Medical Ethics was reported in the Washington Times on Monday, March 12, of 2012, by Rep. Christopher H. Smith ,  who declared the rationale to be false and the activity to be nothing short of  murder.  I have to agree with him, as should any respecter of life.  The minute you accept the reasoning behind this paper, is the minute you declare Yourself to be not worth keeping alive.

If the right to life is not accepted as a standard that is extended to all live human beings, across the board, then there is no right to life at all. This is not a rationale that indicates a civilized society, nor one of love for one’s fellow human beings, nor one which should make Anyone, in Any group of people feel comfortable in their “right” to existence and respect from other human beings.  This rationale can be extended to anyone at any time for what ever “reason” they want to tack on to it, in order to “justify” killing people.

What I find equally disturbing to the premise that a baby can be considered not worth keeping alive, is that the so called, “Journal of Medical Ethics” accepted this paper for publication.  The Journal of Medical Ethics does not have to accept a paper for publication if they don’t agree that the reasoning is sound.  They did accept the paper for publication; therefore, ipso facto, they agreed that the reasoning behind this paper was “sound.”  What does this say about who we look to for declaring good medical practices?

Then, there is the amazing coincidence that these two “bio-ethicists” are apparently of Italian heritage, and this article smacks of the similar things that were declared in Italy prior to WWII.  Did they dig up the old papers and just re-hash those declarations?  or did they just come up with these insideous ideas all by themselves.  How is it that we have forgotten so soon the atrocities and the lessons of that war?   It hasn’t been that long people!  Where are your hearts?  Where are your heads?  Where is your compassion, and love of living?  Or are those things only reserved for those who write medical papers and publish them?  How sad that we earth bound have come so low, yet again; and now this insideous justification shows up Here, on Our shores, in Our publications, in Our philosophy.  Shame on us.

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I haven’t written a serious post in a few weeks.  Some of the news has just been too sad, and I was left feeling speechless, or “writeless”, for the time being; however, this latest swipe by our President at the impending challengers to his current position leaves me breathless with disbelief (but not yet speechless).  Either Mr. Obama is irresponsible in his Presidential duties, or he’s seriously challenged in his critical thinking ability (or possibly both).

How a sitting President can sit in talks with an ally who is threatened daily with annihilation by another country and tell his political challengers that they can stifle the war talk is beyond me.  What belligerent country in their right mind wouldn’t take that as permission to go ahead and do whatever they want?  If I were the Iranian leadership, and I heard that (and you can be certain they have) I would be jumping up and down for joy.  Whoopee, they’ll be feeling.  “You know there’s not going to be any military reprisals from that source.” they will be thinking (and while they are thinking that, they will be planning their next belligerent move).

Maybe I was wrong to believe that once a sitting President is in the seat of power that there would be some sort of mantle of responsibility that wakes them up to real world issues.  Maybe I was mistaken in assuming that the information a sitting President receives is sufficient to help them understand the gravity of certain political situations.  Maybe this sitting President hasn’t got the memo yet, that Iran is serious about destroying Israel.

Or maybe he just doesn’t have the stuff between his ears to understand the information he receives, maybe it’s that  instead……

I don’t know what the problem is at the White House.  I hope that wasn’t something someone put on the teleprompter for him to say.  Surely the Presidential handlers vet those speeches better than that.  Surely they don’t all believe that saying such things in public, for everyone to hear, will not result in a net loss to Our nation, as well as to Israel. Surely, someone needs to check that out and make sure it doesn’t happen again; at least not during negotiations with a country you hope to intimidate into Not developing Nuclear weapons!!!

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For Ellen and Aletia

Life is full of collisions

Always faced with decisions

Which choice is the best to make

where will it lead if this road I take

So we choose

and sometimes lose

but I maintain

we cannot be certain

that if we chose the other

the result would have been better

For Maggie, who chose …

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This Haiku was for Maggie, who was having  a bad day.

Released To Grow

Growing into strength

I’m holding my head so high

I believe I am

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These

Haiku‘s were inspired by a new friend  from Dhaka, Bangladesh.   This is where I began writing this series.

 

The Workout

I work to survive

Survival of the fittest

means I must be fit

 

My new friend is a social worker in Dhaka, Bangladesh

To New Friends

Sending a request

All the way to Bangladesh

To become your friend

 

Poem Drawn

I made a new friend

He’s in Dhaka, Bangladesh

Working poetry

 

Mathematical Relay

Poetic sentence

Haiku form 5 7 5

relays the message

 

Computation Error

The syllable count

Inadequate Substitute

Expressed as an On

 

Loose Thoughts

The prose isn’t taut

Still I hope to accomplish

some semblance of thought

 

Haiku Hang-up

I wonder if I

could communicate as well

in small sentences

 

Conceptual Realization

Scaling the message

Requires consideration

In such a format

 

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I’ve been practicing poetic forms in another forum, and I’ve created not a few Haiku’s while there. Some of them are pretty good, and some of them are simple, and some of them are both.  I’ll leave it up to you to decide which ones are worth reading, but I’m going to include a few of them here together.

So as to not get the titles confused with the actual form,  the Titles of each are in bold italics.  I hope you enjoy the reading.

These next few are dedicated to Maggie, who’s thoughts were the inspiration for them.

 

Lighter Than

Inspiring sun light

Wakes me with it’s gentle rays

Sends me warmed, to bed

 

Sum Total

Life experience

and a long journey, equals

a wealth of knowledge

 

Present Treasure

A new Horizon

Provides a Welcome Vista

To my Memories

 

Soul Balm

All the memories

The days of splendid beauty

Bring blessed relief.

 

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I was listening to my daughter and her friend as they talked about their homework.  They had been given a list of movies to watch about wars.  We had just watched Pearl Harbor.  It was a well made movie that neither promoted nor ridiculed war, but simply told a story that gave a decent impression of some of the real human suffering that occurred here in the states, and told some of the reasons for what happened. The fact that Japan had Imperial ambitions in China and needed the oil that was being embargoed was the main reason for their attack on Pearl Harbor.

A world war is never started by just one thing, though there is often enough a catalyst for it.  We have many of the factors in place now for another one to blossom; we are just waiting for the catalyst now.  So let’s look at some of the factors that make for a road to world wide ruin and destruction.  Some of you are probably thinking that the bad economies all over are it, but that’s not enough by itself; in fact, that won’t do it at all, if people are sensible and pull together, but we have a Much more solid reason than that hanging over us now, and it has been for at least a decade.

We have become a bloodthirsty people.  We are all looking for a fight.  We are all ready to pick a fight over the stupidest things.  The rhetoric for it has been in place for a while.  You can see it in the comments after news articles, and entertainment pieces, and sports stories.  We Want to Hurt each other. People all over the world want to hurt each other.  We want to do it here in our own country, and when you throw a reason to hurt someone in another country at us, we have all kinds of people ready to jump on that as well.  It doesn’t have to be a good reason, just any reason.

Then you add a bad economy into it.  Not enough jobs, and those that are available are too low paying to make the rent, let alone the other bills.  Two paycheck households are becoming a necessity, and three or more is becoming more popular, as families move in with each other.  Tensions run high under these circumstances.  Rats in a cage… lobsters in a pot ready to boil.

Now we get to throw in radical weather patterns that squeeze people in all kinds of new ways (and I’m not talking about global warming).  Too cold or too hot requires larger and larger amounts of energy to power an electric grid or a heating oil demand that shoves the price up for lack of ability to meet it fast enough.

Because oil prices go up, food prices go up with them.  Prices that we Have to meet, because we have to have this to survive.

Now we get to add in a nuclear fear.  One emanating from a country that has had at it’s core for many years, the ideal of wiping off the map another country.  One that it restates almost daily, like a mantra, to pacify it’s people, so they won’t blame their own poor government for the mess they are in.  Now the world, that is, most of the European neighbors, Israel, and the United States, and maybe a few others as well, want to impose economic sanctions against this country, because they think that if they choke it enough, it’ll cry uncle and give up it’s nuclear ambitions.

I’d like to point out,that Europe tried that with Germany after World War I.  They were choked good and solid.  As it happens, squeezing a country until the economic life is nearly choked out of it, does Not prevent a country from being able to develop a military, nor prevent it from creating weapons, nor stop it from wanting to get back at it’s neighbors who are choking the economic life out of it.

As it happens, this country is in an ideal location to put a hurt on not only it’s neighbors, but the rest of the world as well, should we think of opposing it in it’s mad rush to get strong enough to actually follow through on it’s rhetoric of wiping out another country; never mind that in doing so, it would also wipe out people it claims to support (Palestinians).   Iran is situated in such a way that with only  a little effort on it’s part, it can close a small shipping passage that happens to carry a large amount of crude oil traffic through it out to the broad, broad world.

Now the brilliant minds out there are thinking, the price of oil will go up, and we have oil here, and I could just buy shares in oil stock and get rich off this dastardly result (heh, heh, heh…).; But this isn’t all folks, yes, just like the famous Ginshu knives, there’s yet another sharp blade in this package.  If you look at a picture of the map where the Straight of Hormuz is, you might notice that on the other side of that large land mass that is the Arabian Peninsula, there is a little country called Yemen.

I don’t know how many of you have noticed any of the news out of there lately, but I have, and it’s not pretty either.  They are a poor country, and as a result, they have a serious problem with terrorists.  The government of Yemen is working closely with other governments to keep the problem in check, but as we have seen more than a few times before, the more we try to stifle a problem, the more it struggles to rise up and bite us.  If this one rises up and bites, it could put another whole lot of hurt on us all, and wouldn’t you know it, but they might get some help for their struggle from someone else we are trying to stifle.

Yemen also sits on an oil shipping  choke point.  At the point where the Gulf of Aden buts up to the Red Sea is another narrow passage of water.  Now Yemen isn’t by itself perhaps such a threat, but what if it gets help from a bigger, more well equipped neighbor?  How long would a stand-off at those two choke points take to bring the rest of the world to the overheated boil that always signals war?  I’m betting it wouldn’t be as long as anyone would like to think.  Probably not as long as any of the government think tanks would give us either.

The repercussions of a sudden choking off of regularly delivered and expected flows of oil into countries that had ordered it, and were waiting for it would be devastating in a very short amount of time.  It wouldn’t Just be gas rationing. Not Just long lines at the gas pumps.  It would be shortages of such magnitude that it would imperil the shipping of food supplies, vital repair parts, needed and necessary supplies to finish projects already underway, and would utterly prevent any new projects from being started.

Public transportation would be affected.  Labor difficulties and job layoffs would be exacerbated by it, housing difficulties would expand, and riots would occur as food became more difficult to obtain because no one has the gas to get where they need to go; not consumers, not retail suppliers, not wholesalers, and not even the farmers could get their product to the market.

Sure, you could make a killing in the oil shares, but what good would that do you when the food riots will destroy the city you live in?  Better make sure you have what you need to eat first, then make a killing in oil and natural gas futures.

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Now I would like to address the issue of Polygamy and the numerous comments made about “Mormon” beliefs.

The practice of polygamy was instituted in the early Church to address a serious shortage of men within the church, and the fact that people had a problem with supporting the widows and orphans under their trying circumstances.

There were many individuals who felt that just taking care of their own family was already too difficult and that they couldn’t afford to assist people outside their family unit.  Obviously, this left the only feasible way to solve the dilemma, short of forced donations (which the Church has never been wont to do) as being done within a family unit; therefore, to do so and maintain righteousness, it would involve marriage.

There is some discrepancy on the reporting of the numbers, but everyone agrees it was never more than five percent of the males that had more than one wife, and some posit it as being as few as two percent.

No man could marry more than one wife without the consent of his first wife.

The wives owned the property.  If a wife wanted out, she was welcomed to do so, and she took her property with her.

The Prophet Brigham Young, who was married to 17 women, had several of them divorce him.  Not because he was a bad man, but because they didn’t become the favorite, or couldn’t get their way, or because they couldn’t get along with the rest of the family members.  In a family that large, this is not hard to imagine occurring. No one replaced the First wife.

Marrying these women was  a way to make sure of their support. There was no thought of getting around a no cheating rule.  It was not a way to have some kind of harem.

Were some plural marriages more successful than others?  Sure.  As in all relationships, the parties within the marriage were responsible for their own happiness,  If they were cheerful, and cooperative with each other, and lived righteously, there was more harmony; if not, than not so much.

When the United States passed a law, outlawing polygamy well after the civil war was over ( It was not illegal before that), then The Church, as is in keeping with the beliefs of being subject to the laws of the land, stopped supporting plural marriages in the states.  Some of the members who had had successful marriages and had lots of children, etc.  moved to Mexico so as to not be where it was illegal.

Some of the men who had plural wives at the time of the passing of the law went to jail rather than have to choose to divorce one of their wives.

Some got divorced from all but one woman, and some plural marriages came to an end through natural consequences.

It had been over forty years since the institution of this practice, and the imbalance of women to men worked itself out, for the most part.

As to the ones today who call themselves Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints….  They are Not members of  Christ’s Church, but of doctrine of their own devising.  Those who follow their doctrine do so for their own reasons, and not because it is a correct tradition.

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There have been people who complained that the reason they became non-religious, was because the people in the churches were so imperfect.  I too have seen the imperfections of humanity, and once upon a time, I too withdrew my support from official religions because I was incensed that the people weren’t more perfect.

I could have continued in this path of indifference, being perfectly right in my position of “the people aren’t perfect enough”, and it would have gotten me exactly nowhere. Nor would it have changed anything within the church except to leave it one body shorter of those who Could have been doing something to assist each other.

God saw fit to withdraw His support from me during this time (turn about is fair play).  I was allowed to suffer the full effect of the buffetings of the world.  Without His protection to keep me from harm, without His spirit to guide me in my choices, without His angels to watch over and protect me in my efforts, I became just another casualty of a dog-eat-dog world.  I met the man who would become my husband during this time.  Things went well for a while, but then, I changed jobs, and some issues which hadn’t been issues until then, suddenly became issues.

Once brought down low, and in need of assistance (no work,no money to pay bills, no food) my husband suggested that we turn to the local food banks at the local Christian churches.  When he said this, I looked at Him, and with a sinking heart I said, “If we are going to do that, we might as well go to the one that does it the best.”  He asked me what I meant by that, and I told him about The Church welfare department.

So we went to church together, and he met the congregation of people that I had left some five years before.  It was only a little changed since I had been there.  Some people had moved out, and others had moved in, but it was largely the same human family. We asked the Bishop for some food assistance.  He said gladly, but also, the ward could help us with some other bills as well, like utilities.   We were overjoyed at this blessing.  Thank you.

Even though I had told my husband about the welfare program of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, he was still surprised at the extent of it.  He held up a can of Chicken noodle soup and exclaimed, “They have their own canning factory?”

Actually, the members do that themselves with volunteer labor.  I have been part of groups that volunteered time in both canning chicken noodle soup, and wrapping cheese for shipping before.  It is a balance between a very efficient human chain, and a mechanical process.  It is very well managed.  The whole process is very efficient.

There are many Bishop’s storehouses scattered all over; tucked away in small industrial neighborhoods mostly. They are centers for charitable giving, both temporal and spiritual.

I am grateful beyond belief for this eye-opening experience; to have finally understood my place in the chain of service; to have been able to see, finally, that I was just as imperfect as the ones I was pointing fingers at; to understand that our imperfections are the very reason for Christ’s atonement; and the reason that we all finally stand before God with fear and trembling to work out our eternal salvation; and to know, without a shadow of a doubt that God loves even me, imperfect as I am, and that His love is so all encompassing that He will show me the error of my ways, if I am but willing to look, and set my feet back on the path to home.

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Normally speaking, an election campaign keeps it’s strategy

information to itself so as to prevent the other guys campaign from countering it’s logic; but, isn’t it funny how a campaign memo from President Barack Obama’s campaign headquarters (largely the same information as was available from before Iowa‘s caucus) suddenly surfaces that suggests that Mitt Romney would be easy to beat

just as Newt Gingrich is hitting his stride coming out of South Carolina?  Now why would they do that?

The only logical answer is because they are trying to influence the primary voters to pick the other guy;

the guy the Democratic Presidential campaign would rather run against.  Basically they are hoping and praying that we will fall for this sleight of hand.  Don’t fall for it Florida primary voters. Don’t fall for it Republican voters.  It’s a “…please, don’t throw me in the brier patch…” ploy.

Excuse me if I repeat known information for some of my readers, but just in case there are some who haven’t read or heard the tales of Br’er Rabbit, I’ll elaborate just a little.

Br’er Fox and Br’er Bear hated Br’er Rabbit because they had been tricked by him so many times.  They plotted together to find ways of catching Br’er Rabbit, and when they did, they wanted to do away with him in the cruelest manner possible.  When they finally thought they had a chance to catch and kill Br’er rabbit, they argued with each other about what the best method to punish him would be.

Listening to all this argument Br’er Rabbit got an idea. He told Br’er Bear and Br’er Fox in a shaky voice ” You can boil me or bake me, fry me or fricassee me…” and then he pleaded with them, “…but Please, please, please don’t throw me in the briar patch.”  And because Br’er Bear and Br’er Fox thought he meant that for real (he pleaded so convincingly), of course they threw him in the briar patch, because they thought that was the cruelest thing they could do to him.

Br’er Rabbit laughed all the way through to the other side of the briar patch.  “I was born and raised in the briar patch.” he called as he waltzed out the other side.

So in this scenario, Mitt Romney is the stove to bake the rabbit (the rabbit being Pres. Obama) in, that the Br’er Rabbit claims to favor over the alternative of being thrown in the brier patch.

Newt Gingrich is, for all intents and purposes, a briar patch to the Democrats Br’er Rabbit.  He has so much dirt in his background that most

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people would rather stay at home than vote for him.  This would definitely play in favor of a win for the Democrats, who will be working hard to mobilize their base to get out their voters as much this time as they did last time.

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I’m sure I’m not the only one following the Republican primary season, or it’s attendant shenanigans.  We’ve only just gotten started but I believe the dirty tricks are well begun.

I don’t know how many of you know this, but South Carolina doesn’t connect people’s party with their registration to vote.  In order to participate in the voting on the Republican contenders, all you had to do was be registered to vote.

So, given that coming into South Carolina, Romney and Gingrich were closer to neck and neck, does anybody else have the feeling that the rather larger than expected margin of win might have something to do with Democratic voters turning up and voting on the candidate that they would Most like their Democratic candidate to run against?

Honestly.  Newt Gingrich has a Huge target painted on him.  Sure he’s a fire in the belly debater, but he’s got to withstand 9 more months of intense Democratic attacks, and he has So many ways of being attacked.  He’s Not a good choice for a Republican candidate; but if you think his winning in South Carolina is a harbinger of his chances against a sitting President, be my guest, and follow right along with the current press craze.  Either way, They’ll love reporting on this race.

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Oh Joy!  I have a cold.  Is this something to make a post over?  I don’t know, but I feel like complaining.

Colds are miserable things to have.  I have the fever, the headache, the stuffy, dripping nose (with chapping) and my ears are stopped up too.   And sneezing!  Ouch!

So what do I normally do when I get one of these things?  Ginger Tea!

Not the dried in a packet variety; but a chunk of fresh ginger root cut up in water and boiled to make a strong tea. It’ll be a golden color when it’s ready. Add honey, and cool to a drinkable level, and down the hatch.

It usually takes about three cups a day to keep the cold from defeating me.  I’ve known this formula to  be Very efficacious in dealing with even a severe bout of Bronchitis while I was pregnant.  It was already hurting in my chest when I began the treatment.  After three large cups of tea, within 24 hours it was already on it’s way out, and I was well over it within three days.

This isn’t my personal discovery.  This has been around for millenia.  It’s a staple in Chinese home remedies.

Be warned though.  It’s a flushing formula.

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