How About a List of Responsibilities?

I received this newsletter in my email this morning. 

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“Dear reader,
In the 75 years since the UN adopted the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, it has rarely added to the list of fundamental human rights it recognizes. However, one such addition took place in June 2022, when the General Assembly recognized the human right to a clean, healthy, and sustainable environment. This week, John Knox details the significance of this recognition.”

I think rights are great.  However, I am sick of hearing about rights and more rights.  In the USA today everyone from gun owners to parents to rich people are screaming about their rights.  One of my teachers told me years ago, “For every right there is a responsibility.”  I would like to see a “Gun Owner’s List of Responsibilities” , “A Parent’s List of Responsibilities’‘, and a “Rich Person’s List of Responsibilities.”  For every “Rights” list, I would like to see a corresponding “Responsibilities List.”

How about a “List of Environmental Responsibilities?”

Without responsibilities Rights are Meaningless.  IMHO

The following is from AI Generated Google in response to my query “Rights Versus Responsibilities.”  This is a darn good list to start with.

Responsibilities are duties or tasks that people are expected to do.  For example, brushing your teeth is a responsibility.  Other examples of responsibilities include:
  • Recycling
  • Treating people fairly
  • Fiscal conservatism
  • Strong work ethic
  • Helping people in need
  • Doing the right thing when no one is looking
  • Being trusted to operate a store alone
  • Self-control
  • Not showing favoritism 

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John’s Top Ten Almost Forgotten Great Movies – Part 1

download (1)I woke up this morning thinking about the upcoming Oscars on March 10.  Like many people, I love movies.  I have watched almost every best movie Oscar winner since the silent movie Wings won the first award in 1929.  I have researched lists by noted critics for movies to watch from the “Greatest Horror Movies of All Time” to the “Greatest Westerns of All Time” and the “Greatest Foreign Films of All Times.”  Many foreign made movies have English subtitles which you soon forget are there.  I have watched every Foreign Film that won an Oscar for best Foreign Film.  Movies can motivate us, educate us, make us laugh and make us cry or just help us enjoy a day with a loved one.

Years ago, I purchased a few of “Leonard Maltin’s Movie Guides” and “The Great Movies by Roger Ebert” to help me find movies that were highly rated to watch.  I now use Rotten Tomatoes Online to help me select a movie for what Karen and I call “Friday night at the movies.”  We pick a movie on Friday night and instead of eating at the dining room table, we set up a table in the living room and watch a movie while we eat.  Sometimes with popcorn and sometimes not.  I try to select movies that on Rotten Tomatoes receive a high score by both the critics and the general public.  My goal is to find a movie that scores above 90 percent in each category, which is quite rare.  Most of the time, we have to settle for one that is maybe a 70 by the audience and a 60 by the critics or vice versa.  A lot of our choice depends on the plot, actors and how unique we find the movie to be.  We don’t let the critics alone decide on our choices and have often been surprised by the quality in a low rated movie.  These days many highly rated movies must appeal to a younger generation since neither Karen nor I enjoy the constant shoot-outs that are ubiquitous in movies.  It is rare to see a movie where someone is not being killed.

Over the years, I have watched many movies.  Some good, some bad and some ugly.  Like most of you, I have my favorites.  However, there are many movies that were great movies but over time, have been forgotten.  Thus, I want to give you my list of Top Ten Forgotten Great Movies.  I will give you an explanation why I think they were great and what I enjoyed about them.  Many of them were recognized as great movies “back in the day” but today they have been forgotten or at least Almost Forgotten.

You will not find on my list “The Wizard of Oz”, “Gone with the Wind”, “To Kill a Mockingbird”, or “Citizen Kane”.  These are all great movies, but they are hardly forgotten.  I wanted my list to include movies that you most likely have not seen.  There are some exceptions on my list.  The original “King Kong” has been remade at least four times since it was first released in 1937 and Kong has grown from a 25-foot ape to a 200-foot ape.  Each remake he gets bigger and bigger.  Everything today must be bigger.  Witness the size of a MacDonald or Burger King hamburger.  Some of the other movies on my list have also been rewarded with modern remakes like “12 Angry Men” and “Moby Dick.”  However, I am betting that you have never watched the original.  In my opinion, most remakes cannot touch the originals.  Do yourself a favor and if you enjoy a good movie seek out the original.  I will list the dates of the originals to avoid confusion.

Before you select a great movie, you need to think a little about what goes into the making of a great movie.  Of course, great actors are important but what else?  One expert said that “All great movies are based on great stories.”  I think there are some exceptions to this rule but in general I think the aphorism holds true.  But what then makes a great story?  One noted writer said that there are three main elements to a great story.  They are:

  • Compelling and interesting characters
  • An exciting and absorbing plot
  • A narrative arc that is engaging

If you can take these elements to the big screen and put them into visuals that are dynamic and intriguing, you just may have a hit.  I plead that this is not the only pathway to a great movie, but it is certainly one that has led to many big hits.  Please follow me as I start on my list and see what I think makes the following movies so great.

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  1. Moby Dick – 1956

Perhaps the biggest fish story ever told even considering The “Meg” which graced our theaters in 2018.  The “Meg” was a story about a prehistoric shark that was 75 feet long.  The “Meg” was typical of the “Jaws” like imitators which so often are popular today.  More adventure and suspense than human interest or human passion.  In the movie version of Melville’s novel, “Moby Dick” was a white Sperm whale who was also 75 feet long.  However, in Melville’s novel “Moby Dick” was implied to be over 90 feet long.

Melville’s “Moby Dick” is a brilliant story about obsession, revenge, and passion.  Captain Ahab is out to kill the giant white Sperm Whale named Moby Dick who bit off his leg.  His pursuit of revenge is nothing short of horrifying.  He will do anything to assuage his anger at Moby Dick.  He risks his ship, his crew, and his life to get his revenge.  The actor who played Captain Ahab was the renowned Gregory Peck who the American Film Institute named the 12th-greatest male star of Classic Hollywood Cinema.

The opening line of the novel and movie “Call Me Ishmael” is among the most famous in American Literature.  A book which was initially disparaged and ignored has since been hailed as one of the greatest pieces of literature in American writing.  It has been sliced and diced by more pedants and critics than I could describe in twenty books.  However, the movie does a good job of following the novel and if one picture is worth a thousand words, then this movie is surely a decent portrayal of the main plot concept.  Basically, the final question you are left with is “Where does revenge get you?”

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  1. 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea – 1954

I was eight years old when this movie was released.  “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea” is a classic science fiction adventure based on a novel of the same name by the famous French writer Jules Verne.  It was one of the first adventure fantasy movies that I can remember seeing.  There is an earlier version of the story made into a silent film that was released in 1916.

I was fascinated by the roles played by Kirk Douglas, James Mason, Peter Lorre, and Paul Lukas.  The brilliant inventor and idealist Captain Nemo is played by James Mason.  Kirk Douglas played Ned Land, a sailor and master harpooner.  Peter Lorre, one of my favorite actors of all time played Conseil, the devoted assistant to the marine scientist Arronax played by Paul Lukas.  You could not have assembled a better cast.

The animation in the film was a step forward from previous movies.  The vivid ocean adventures take place deep in the ocean depths.  The animation makes you feel like you are in the Nautilus and diving with the sub.  The film won two Academy Awards for its art direction and special effects.  The story plot occurs in the middle 19th Century.  The novel by Jules Verne was released as a sequence of stories between 1869 and 1871.  This was a good fifty years before submarines were capable of such depths or abilities as depicted in the movie.  In his paper The Design of Jules Verne’s Submarine Nautilus” — 2011, Stuart Weir writes that:

Only near 1960 did submarines begin to equal the performance of the fictional Nautilus, 90 years after “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas” was published.  Less appreciated is the technical merit of Verne’s submarine design, a concept so detailed that it could be used to build a submarine, one with faults but no worse than submarines made by engineers of his day, and in many ways correctly indicating future developments.”

Jules Verne, Edgar Allen Poe, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Robert Lewis Stevenson, and H.G. Wells all fueled my keen interest in Science Fiction and Science Fantasy.  As a young boy, they took me along with their adventures to places that I could only dream of going to someday.  To Mars with John Carter, to find buried treasure with Jim Hawkins, to solve the murders of the Rue Morgue with C. Auguste Dupin and to dive deep beneath the sea with Captain Nemo.  In my mind, I lived in these stories.  I was the hero saving the world, changing wrong to right and finding the riches discarded by others.

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  1. King Kong – 1933

King Kong is really a version of the Beauty and the Beast story.  Beauty and the Beast is a story about a young prince that is cast under a spell.  His spell can only be broken by true love.  The spell keeps him ensconced in the body of a hideous beast.  The story “La Belle et la Bete” was by the French author, Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Villeneuve.  It was published in 1740 and was based on a 16th Century romance between a French court servant and a man with incurable hair growth.  Disney adopted the story for an animated movie and made it quite popular.  It is still one of the most remade movies ever.  The story line has been adopted by numerous film makers all over the world and many remakes use a slight variant of the theme with some unique plot twists.  I lost track trying to count all of the remakes or variants of this story.

Surprisingly, I did not encounter anyone who identified King Kong as a variant of the Beauty and the Beast theme.  This is somewhat surprising since one of the most famous lines from the 1933 movie occurs at the end when the greedy entrepreneur Carl Denham says “Oh no, it wasn’t the airplanes.  It was beauty killed the beast.”  Perhaps because the idea of love between a giant gorilla and the ravishing beauty Ann Darrow played by Faye Wray is incomprehensible, few people see the resemblance to the Beauty and the Beast theme.  Yet it is quite clear in the movie that Kong had some type of attachment to the voluptuous Ann Darrow.  And in some ways, Ann showed an affection for Kong.  Albeit I would think it was more platonic than romantic.  Nevertheless, one of several scenes cut out of the original movie was deemed in violation of the movie industries moral codes concerning sexual activity.  Quite clearly some of the producers saw a value in implying some sexual overtones to the movie.

In terms of moral values, the movie is a showcase for greed, avarice, and the human proclivity to turn everything into a profit.  The entrepreneur Denham says “”We’ll give him more than chains.  He’s always been king of his world, but we’ll teach him fear.  We’re millionaires, boys.  I’ll share it with all of you.”   Yes, he would share it all right.  In the financial accounting of Capitalism.  “One for you, two for me.  One for you, three for me.  One for you, four for me.” 

This movie is a tragic opera.  A tale of love impossible.  A story where you know the ending is going to be bad for someone.  You care about Kong.  He may be violent, but it is because of the way he is treated.  He is a victim of exploitation, and you end up rooting for him.  From atop the Empire State Building, you cheer for him to knock the planes down that are trying to kill him.  At the end of the movie, you are sad.  The bad guys walk away, and the good guy is dead.

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  1. Story of the Weeping Camel – 2004

I am less amazed that I have this movie on my list then I am that I watched it in the first place.  A story about a family of nomadic shepherds in the Gobi Desert and a camel.  The list of actors included the following whose names are definitely not household words or even pronounceable in the USA.  The cast includes: Ikhbayar Amgaabazar, Zeveljamz Nyam, Amgaabazar Gonson, Chimed Ohin and Janchiv Ayurzana.

You would not expect to find this movie on a list of bestselling movies.  The movie is categorized as a docudrama, being part real and part staged.  Nevertheless, the Tomato Meter on Rotten Tomatoes had the Critics giving it a 94 percent rating and the Audience giving it an 87 percent rating.  The documentary was nominated for an Oscar in the category Best Documentary at the 77th Academy Awards.  The plot is about the reconciliation of a mother camel and her initially rejected calf.  The story follows the adventures and efforts of the nomads to help reconcile the mother with her calf.  The story is very touching, and you get into the lives of the nomads and how devoted they are to their animals.  At the end of the movie, you are doing as much weeping as anyone in the show.

I am always moved by movies like this when I think of our American claim to exceptionalism.  I have been to over forty countries now and I am embarrassed by such claims.  Everywhere on this planet are exceptional people.  Many who live very mundane or humdrum lives (at least as many Americas would describe it) but who persist with love and compassion for things that we take for granted or even abuse in the USA.  Watch this movie and you will know what I am talking about.

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  1. Petrified Forest – 1936

The Petrified Forest has the Trinity of Archetypes characteristic of some of the greatest movies or stories in history.  The Feeler, the Thinker, and the Doer.  You will find this Trinity in the Wizard of Oz with the scarecrow wanting to think, the lion wanting the courage to act and the tin woodsman wanting a heart to feel.  You will find it in Gone with the Wind.  Scarlett O’Hara, the strong independent woman who can’t make up her mind who she loves.  Scarlett proclaims emotionally, “I’d cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.”  Rhett, the dashing brash fighter who wants to go off to war.  Ashley the soldier who does not believe in war and logically proclaims that “Most of the miseries of the world were caused by wars.”  You will find this Trinity in Star Trek.  Kirk, the impulsive captain who abandons his ship at the drop of a phaser.  Spock, the logical thinker who analyses everything in mathematical terms.  Bones, the ships surgeon who has the most regrets and remorse when things go wrong.  “Compassion.  That’s the one thing no machine ever had.  Maybe it’s the one thing that keeps men ahead of them,” says Bones with great emotion.  It might be a stretch but perhaps it was this Trinity which made Christianity so popular.  You have God the Doer who builds the universe and world in seven days and creates everything known to humans.  Jesus the Teacher who preaches and speaks in parables and metaphors.  And the Holy Ghost who cannot be seen but only felt.

The Petrified Forest is the story of three such archetypes who collide one night in a rickety old café in the middle of nowhere.  That nowhere being a fictional town called Black Mesa in Arizona, at the edge of the Petrified Forest.  Leslie Howard who played Ashley Wilkes in Gone with the Wind is again a protagonist as Alan Squier.  Alan is a failed writer who cannot make a living doing the only thing he knows how to do.  Gabrielle played by the great actress Betty Davis plays the diner owners daughter who dreams of leaving Black Mesa and going to France to be a painter.  She is entranced by poetry and literature.  Whereas Alan looks logically upon words to convey thoughts, Gabrielle is enamored with the mere idea of being an artist or poet.  She is fascinated by Alan who manages to portray a sophisticated man of the world aura.  And then Humphrey Bogart shows up as Duke Mantee.

In the role that made his bones, Bogart plays a gangster who takes what he wants when he wants it.  His character is the “man of action.”  He is a cold calculating and unemotional killer.  He does not deal in logic or analysis but solves his problems with a gun and bullets.  The interaction between these three archetypes is nothing short of mesmerizing.

Alan Squier: The trouble with me, Gabrielle, is I, I belong to a vanishing race.  I’m one of the intellectuals.

Gabrielle Maple: That, that means you’ve got brains!

Alan Squier: Hmmm.  Yes.  Brains without purpose.  Noise without sound, shape without substance.

Alan Squier: Tell us, Duke, what kind of a life have you had?

Duke Mantee: What do you think?  I spent most of my time since I grew up in jail.  And it looks like I’ll spend the rest of my life dead.

The is the end of Part 1.  If you have enjoyed my nostalgic trip through some of my favorite movies, stay tuned for Part 2 where I will cover the next five movies on my list.

  1. Executive Suite – 1954
  2. Glengarry Glen Ross – 1992
  3. Captains Courageous – 1937
  4. 12 Angry Men – 1957
  5. The Oxbow Incident – 1943

On the Subject of Virtue

I wrote this series of seven blogs on the subject of Virtue four years ago. Much water has passed both under and over the dam since then. However, I reread it recently in light of a discussion over the topic of Virtue in politics. I think it is worth reposting and I hope you will find it interesting. I look forward to any comments you have on the subject and will try to reply to any comments. Happy New Year. May it be more virtuous for all than the past year. John

Click on the BOLD title above to find the original article which is Part 1 of a seven part series on Virtue.

A Repost from Alfred de Zayas’Human Rights Corner

Ten Ideas on How to Protect Palestinian Citizens

download (5)As the slaughter of innocent Palestinian women and children continues by Netanyahu and his IDF forces, there are several constants on the part of the United States in terms of our reactions.  The First Constant is for Biden and Blinken to keep sending more ammunition and bombs to Israel even without authorization from the US Congress.

Antony Blinken tells Congress he made second emergency determination covering $147.5m sale for equipment

“For the second time this month the Biden administration is bypassing Congress to approve an emergency weapons sale to Israel as Israel continues to prosecute its war against Hamas in Gaza under increasing international criticism.” — Associated Press, Fri 29 Dec 2023, Guardian

The Second Constant is for both Biden and Blinken to keep calling for Netanyahu to be more careful where he drops his bombs.  “US Secretary of State Antony Blinken who has repeatedly urged Israel to do more to protect Palestinian Citizens is expected in the region next week.” — Casa Grande Dispatch, January 2, 2024 

Bibi and Blinken will have a hug fest while Bibi tells Antony, “Yes Mr. Secretary, I will be more careful.  But don’t you realize that the plan is to get the Palestinians out of Gaza permanently either dead or alive?” download (6)

Surely Biden and Blinken are not stupid enough to think that the majority of Americans do not see through this hypocrisy.  A Secretary of State who is a war mongering hawk with little concern for diplomacy is bad enough, but the continuing effort to silence anyone on the left or right who opposes bombs to Israel with screams and accusations of Anti-Semitism is an egregious hypocrisy of everything that our First Amendment and America stands for.

Trying to think what I can do to help ameliorate some of the atrocities associated with this war, I decided that perhaps I could contribute some ideas that would help Bibi, Blinken and Biden with some more concrete means of PROTECTING innocent Palestinians.  I came up with the following list.  I will briefly explain each of my ideas.  If you have any contacts with the US State Department or President Biden, please feel free to share these ideas with them.

  1. Drop leaflets showing where the bombs will fall

This would help innocent Palestinians to get out of the way before the SMART bombs hit.  Sadly, it would not work against many of the dumb bombs that America is sending over since these dumb bombs cannot read.

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  1. Schedule bombing runs on alternate sides of the street. One day for odd numbered streets and the next day for even numbered streets

In Minnesota and Wisconsin, we do the above for snow removal.  It helps residents with parking their cars and avoiding towing and snow fines.  You get to alternate which side of street you can park on so that the snowplows can do their job.  This idea would allow the IDF to destroy as many homes as possible while avoiding killing innocent women and children.

  1. Schedule bombing runs on alternate days. On Monday, Wed and Friday, bomb North Gaza and on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays bomb South Gaza

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  1. Setup a phone ring and have Palestinians alert other Palestinians when bombs are expected to fall in the neighborhood

At my wife’s church in Wisconsin, they have a group of phone callers who in an emergency all call different members of her church.  This works very well for getting help to people that need it and for alerting all church members of any impending disasters.  I think a modified version of this phone network could work in Gaza if the IDF were willing to give just a little advance notice of their bombing schedule.

  1. Drop shekels with the bombs so the Palestinians will have the funds to rebuild their homes.

download (3)This was suggested during the Vietnam war since many Americans with a monetary bent figured that it cost roughly one million dollars for every Viet Cong soldier that we killed.  I thought that if Israel dropped some shekels, stocks or bonds with their bombs, it would help the Palestinians rebuild Gaza or at least move to someplace else like Miami or Houston.

  1. Try to only hit Schools, Mosques, Tunnels and Hospitals where bona-fide Hamas members are hiding out.

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Much of the public outrage against the Gaza massacre has come about because of the pictures of dead children and babies in bombed out hospitals and elsewhere.  The IDF needs to get better Intel and only bomb places with bonified Hamas members. 

  1. Play public service announcements letting non-Hamas Palestinians know that the bombs are not for them and that they should not take it personally.

downloadPerhaps a good Madison Avenue marketing campaign could be developed to show the Palestinians that the IDF really is trying to protect them.  As with most such campaigns it would all be smoke and mirrors, but advertising is very effective and would dampen down some of the criticism.  Israel needs to do more to show that “They Really Care.”  That would make a good campaign slogan, “We Really Care.”

  1. Play some mood music during bombing runs that will encourage Palestinians to relax more

download (4)I realize that this is not one of my best ideas but you know the old saying “Music sooths the savage beast.”  When I am worried and upset a bit of good music helps me to relax.  Perhaps some good music along with the bombing might help to address Palestinian anxiety and make them feel more cared about.

  1. Create a Bill of Rights for Palestinians like we have in the USA

From everything I have read, most of the laws impacting Gaza are very similar to the Apartheid Laws that had been enacted by the White government in South Africa during the Apartheid regimes.  Maybe if Israel and Palestine could work out a Bill of Rights like in the US Constitution, the Palestinians would be able to live side by side with the Israelites and not allow groups like Hamas to engage in indiscriminate slaughter of innocent women and children in Israel

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10.  Sign a petition to send to Antony Blinken and Joe Biden encouraging them to talk more frequently with Netanyahu about protecting the rights of Palestinian Citizens

I doubt this would work since both Blinken and Biden are really shills for billionaires in the US who realize that Israel is essential to US financial interests.  The Palestinian people are simply in the way.  Just like the Indigenous Native American people were in the way of US progress and “Manifest Destiny” so are the Palestinians in the way of a greater Israel.   No one bleeds for people in the way of “progress.”

So, there you have my ten ideas for helping Biden and Blinken find ways for Bibi to better protect the Palestinian people while he drops thousands of bombs on their homes, hospitals, schools, and mosques.  If you have any ideas, please feel free to add them to my list before sending to the US President or State Department.

Happy New Year 2024

I woke up today thinking that today is the best day in the world.  There is no better time than January 1, 2024.  There has never been a day that is better than today.  It might seem foolish to you that I make such a claim.  Perhaps tomorrow, it will even sound foolish to me.  To some it will always sound foolish no matter what the future brings.  There are those who will say that I am a Pollyanna looking at the world with rose colored glasses.  Others will attribute it to a foolish optimism on my part.  Few people will see it as a statement of realism.  Certainly, it will never be possible to prove it as a statement of fact.

Yet, my view and your view largely determines what we do with our lives today and what we attempt to do in the world tomorrow.  My view of the world today will affect most of the things that happen to me today.  Tonight, when I look back on my day, I can proclaim whether I still think that it has been a great day; but in one sense that determination and proclamation was made when I woke up.

Some time ago, Karen and I were traveling to Austin, TX to visit her son Kevin.  He had found a job down there and Karen had not seen him in nearly a year.  While Karen was visiting Kevin, we stayed in a nice, rented motel with a kitchenette.  One morning, I went to the local Walmart to pick up some deli items for lunch.  There was a young man behind the counter, and we greeted each other.  He sounded very cheerful.  I asked him if he was having a nice day.  He replied, “I am always having a nice day.”  I said, “Oh, you must be feeling healthy and happy when you can make such a statement.”  He said, “No, I don’t need to be healthy.  I get up each morning and if I am alive, healthy, or not, I am going to have a nice day.”  I left with my bag of groceries, but I could not forget this young man’s attitude.  Neither health nor working at a rather low paying job was going to negatively affect his view of life and the world.  I have always thought that a nice day was one where I woke up feeling healthy, but he took it a step further.  For this young man, a nice day was one where he simply woke up.  You can’t get more positive than that.

When you believe that the world feels wonderful, it changes your whole perspective on life.  On the days when I can grasp this thought, there is no other place that I want to be.  Things are going just right, all is well.  I feel healthy, happy, and contented.  I am not unhappy with the right wing or left wing or chaos anywhere in the world.  I am not condemning any politicians or railing at injustices in the world.  I can just accept the world for what it is.  It is a wonderful feeling.  I sometimes wish the feeling would last forever.  The philosopher Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz (1646–1716) said, “This is the best of all possible worlds.”  Where else could I go?

If we look around us, we can see a beautiful place full of beautiful people and extraordinary places and opportunities.  Of course, we can also see the opposite if we are minded to.  We can see war, hatred, killing and violence.  It is part of human nature.  We will always have mayhem and chaos in the world.  But are we part of the problem or part of the solution?  I have been told that if we are not doing our share to end the problems of the world, why complain about them?  For those of us who hate poverty, racism, sexism, and war we must take the time and make the effort to do something about these evils.  They will never go away simply because we hate them.  But for today, this first day of the New Year of 2024, let’s try to find only the good out there.  Let us give ourselves a day off from the troubles and worries of the world.

Today, see if you can find three things that make you happy or three good things that you like about the world.  Try to be aware today of the good things in your life.  Write them down and look at them again when you wake up tomorrow.  See if you can feel why this is the best of all possible times and today is the best of all possible days.  Tomorrow will be even better.  You can make the choice.

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To Hope or Not to Hope?  That is the Question

  •  Hope is the most useless concept in the English language!
  •  Without Hope people will perish!

Which of the two above ideas is true?  Is Hope a useless idea or is Hope essential for human progress and prosperity?  In my blog this week, I would like to explore each of these ideas and then you can make up your mind which point of view you choose to accept.

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Hope as Useless Concept:

If you believe in Hope, you have to believe in God or a higher power because Hope nullifies any effort on your part to change anything.  For instance, I say “I Hope to win the lottery.”  This is nothing short of wishing for a miracle or wishing that a higher power will take favor on me and overcome the billion to one odds against my ticket winning.  Or I might say “I Hope my children will grow up and be happy and prosperous.”  What power can make this happen except an all-powerful entity that many call God?  If I am hoping for my children to be happy it appears that I can do nothing more to make this happen than to sit on a rock and repeat “Hope, Hope, Hope, over and over again.

When did Hope ever change anything.  Change takes effort both mentally and physically.  Hope relies on something ephemeral that will happen to spontaneously make things better.  “I Hope I will do well on the test tomorrow.”  As Yoda said about the word “Try”, “There is no try, there is either DO or DO NOT.”  Hoping will never get you good grades.  Study, practice, and more study are the only things that have ever led to good grades.  Do you get to Carnegie Hall by Hoping?  The trope that Carnegie Hall puts on their refrigerator magnets and tote bags reads “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?  Practice, Practice, Practice.”  It does not say “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?  Hope, Hope, Hope.”

Perhaps Hope is an idea supported by those who want to keep the masses quiet and lazy.  Karl Marx said that “Religion is the opiate of the Masses.”   I have often said that today “Sports is the opiate of the masses.”  Hope is simply another opiate.  We can keep hoping that Donald Trump will not be elected.  We can keep hoping that the Israeli Palestinian problem will be resolved.  We can keep hoping that our lives will be healthy.  We can hope all day long and nothing is going to happen unless we get off our butts and fight to change things.

Generative AI defines Effort as follows:

“Effort is the physical or mental activity needed to achieve something.  It can also refer to the use of energy to get something done, or the exertion of strength or mental power.”

Effort means doing something.  Either you use your brain, or you use your muscles, but you do something that leads to a desired outcome.  Hope does not imply any such effort.  Here are three AI definitions of Hope:

“As a noun, hope is a feeling that something good will happen or be true.  It can also mean a desire accompanied by expectation, or the thing that one has a hope for.”

“As a verb, hope means ‘to expect with confidence’ or ‘to cherish a desire with anticipation’.”

“In the Bible, hope is a confident expectation of what God has promised.  It is a confident expectation and desire for something good in the future, with moral certainty.”

So, Hope comes down to an expectation or feeling.  An expectation or feeling that without any effort on your part, God, or something else is going to provide you with some desired outcome.  To win that lottery, all you need to do is Hope long and hard enough and you will be rewarded with tons of cash.  I only Hope you do not spend it all in one place.

To sum up, those who Hope for what they want are living in a fool’s paradise of dreams and wishes.  I would expect that the same people who put all their faith in Hope also believe in the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus.  I have already mentioned a belief in a benevolent God that begs credibility and reality.

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Hope as Essential for Happiness and Progress:

How could we ever make progress without dreams and wishes?  Who would ever have the motivation to try anything or to make any effort if they were not fueled by Hope.  By a belief that their efforts would and could achieve a desired effect.  The Bible says that “Without Hope, the people will perish.”  Can you imagine a life without Hope?  It would be a sad cruel world if people could not at least believe that tomorrow may be better than today.  That tomorrow could bring an end to the wars and violence that plague our world.

All good things must have Hope behind them.  I married my present wife with the Hope that I could do a better job on this marriage than I did on the first.  I started college after being a terrible student in high school with the Hope that I would have the focus and discipline at 25 years of age that I did not have when I was fourteen years old.

There are many pragmatic concepts that we can use as rules or guides for our lives.  Some of them make good sense.  Some do not.  Hope does not lend itself well to pragmatism.  Hope is of the soul and spirit and not of the brain and intellect.  Great minds may say that Hope is for fools, but many of our “great minds” tend to be bigger fools because they ignore the emotional needs of people.  Hope is food for the spirit and soul just as ideas and theories are food for the mind.  People need both a heart and a brain to live.  Without Hope, there is no heart.

I am sure that you are familiar with the popular author Robert Fulghum.  I think his first book was “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten.”  This was a book of short essays written with some great insights and a very imaginative sense of humor.  One of the quotes from this book that pertained to the concept of Hope was this bit of wisdom:

“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge.  That myth is more potent than history.  That dreams are more powerful than facts.  That Hope always triumphs over experience.  That laughter is the only cure for grief.  And I believe that love is stronger than death.”

To sum up, Hope comes from the heart.  Without Hope we are not human beings.  With no hope we are little more than automatons.  Robots will probably never be able to hope.  They are quite logical.  A robot can waste no effort on Hope.  Can you imagine Commander Spock from the original Star Trek series exclaiming, “Gee, I Hope we can get back to the ship in one piece.”  Spock would never have issued such a plea, but Bones or Dr. McCoy would be quite comfortable with the sentiment.  Kirk on the other hand would be too busy dashing about to worry about Hope either for better or worse.

Conclusions:

What do you think friends?  Do we strike Hope from our vocabulary and set off for a brave new world with logic and knowledge or do we take a moment each day for a prayer of Hope.  What if a prayer blended both points of view?  In case you do want such a prayer, here is a Buddhist prayer that I think would help your soul and spirit without stepping too hard on your faith in logic and knowledge.   — Sorrow & Hope: Prayer to Kuan Yin, Mar 31, 2018,  Dharma Insights, News

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The Persico’s Holiday and Christmas Letter for 2023

Happy Holidays to All our Friends, Relatives and Everyone Else as Well. 

John: I bring you a gift this year.  Whether you are celebrating Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or Christmas, it is the season of giving.  It is the season of happiness, joy, hope, peace, and love.  I wish these were my gifts to you, but that would be impossible.  I don’t have the ability to do that.  However, if I am not being too presumptuous, there is a secret I can share with you.  It is not a really a secret but a path to everything that you could wish for.  There are many paths in this world that will bring you to what you want but they are not always easy to follow.  Some will tell you that “loving everyone” is the path to happiness and peace.  A great idea, but in truth one that I have found nearly impossible to follow.

Some will tell you that gratitude is the path to contentment and happiness.  I have found this path easier to follow but not always appropriate.  Some things I am never going to be grateful for.  Then I realized that much of my unhappiness comes from “disliking.”  I may dislike some people, some places, or some things.  For example, I dislike ham and freeways.  I don’t think that I will ever love either one, but I don’t have to dislike them.  I can choose to simply accept a certain neutrality towards them.  I will call this the path of neutrality.  A path characterized by neither liking nor disliking something or someone.  When I stop disliking something, I have given myself power over my own life by taking control of the choices I make.  When I dislike something, I am controlled by what or whom I dislike.  Instead, we can choose a path of neutrality.  In 2024, try taking a trip down the path of neutrality.  If I make any progress, we may meet each other on the path.  As Porky Pig said, “That’s all for now folks.” Time to hear from Karen.

Karen: Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and a Happy New Year to all!

2023 has been an interesting year for us.  In February, I made a trip to Minnesota to visit my daughters Juli, Susan, and Megan with a side trip to Cornucopia, WI to stay a few days with Kevin.  We had fun together with many late-night talks and watching the deer on Kevin’s property.  However, I had asked for one blizzard while I was there, and no one provided that for me, In fact, it was warm with melting snow much of the time.  The rest of the winter was the snowiest on record.  Hopefully my upcoming trip in January this year will provide at least one good snowstorm.  On my return from Wisconsin, John and I finally caught Covid for the first time.  Not pleasant, but no lingering effects,

In June, we started off for Wisconsin in the RV and had a nice visit in Albert Lea with my cousin Jane and husband Bill.  We had made reservations for the summer in an RV park not too far from Frederic for three months—I called it the Great Experiment.  Could we really live together in a 26-foot RV with all our stuff?  The answer was “not too well”.  Mosquitos and wood ticks attacked us whenever we were outside.  John had too little space to do his exercises, and the kitchen table was the only place for the laptop.  My solution was to practice my instruments and work on my quilting in the screen house with a nice fan while John stayed inside with the air conditioning on frigid.  We took one trip in August to visit my cousin Gretchen and husband Robert in Door County on Washington island.  We had a good three days together, reminiscing and listening to Robert’s stories about his life in South Africa.  We left for our AZ home at the beginning of September.

We came back home to AZ for a few weeks, then left for a trip to South Africa.  It was a wonderful trip, and it was made more meaningful after Robert’s story sharing.  As a person who lived through the apartheid era, he has written several books about his experiences growing up in South Africa.  We stayed in Cape Town for a week.  In and around Cape town we visited some historic towns, wineries, museums, flower gardens, churches, and the famous Table Mountain.  One day we took a boat trip out to see some penguins and other sea birds.  We then flew to Johannesburg where we toured Soweto, the Apartheid Museum, Nelson Mandela’s home and several other historic areas.  Next by car we went to a Scottish resort.  We spent a day or so just relaxing.  It was then on to Kampala Game Reserve to spend three days on morning and evening “game drives” to find various African wildlife.  We have seen most of the same species in zoos, but it is nothing like seeing them up close in the wild.

Friends have asked us what we liked most about South Africa.  The scenery was wonderful.  The food was fantastic.  The history was fascinating albeit very sad.  But the best part of the trip was the South African people.  They were warm, friendly, and hospitable.  They were the icing on the trip.  No where did we find anybody who was not helpful and willing to go out of their way to make us feel at home.

That is the END.  At least for this year.     Attached are some pictures from our South Africa Trip.  

Wishing you good health, peace, love, and joy for 2024.

Karen and John

Our Tree of Memories

IMG_20231210_214616709Every year since Karen and I were married we have put up a Christmas Tree.  Putting up a tree was once something I hated almost as much as I hated the entire Christmas event.  I would be more than happy to forget that Christmas ever existed.  I made my first wife miserable with my incessant complaints about Christmas and made a promise to myself not to let my hatred of Christmas get in the way of Karen’s love for the holiday.  So very dutifully I unload the tree and boxes of ornaments, put on some Christmas songs, and help Karen decorate our tree. 

Yesterday, we went to a friends open house to view her decorations.  She has absolutely the most gorgeous holiday decorations I have ever seen.  It takes her months to decorate most of the rooms in her home and I truly marvel at her energy and the organizational skills it would take to put all her decorations up, take them down, store them and then find them again the following year.  In one room, she had a very large beautifully decorated Christmas tree.  You would not find a lovelier tree in either Macy’s or Gimbels 😊.

After returning home, I sat down in our living room a few feet from our own tree.  I asked Karen what she thought of our friends tree, and she remarked how gorgeous it was.  In comparison, I thought our tree looked a little more puny and nowhere near as stylish.  I replied to Karen, “Yes, her tree was prettier than ours, but I like ours better.”  Karen agreed.  I then thought, if her tree was more beautiful, then why would I prefer ours?  I wondered if I was just being defensive.  I asked myself this question and I realized it was not defensiveness.  Our tree would not turn any designers heads but for me the beauty was in all the memories that were on our tree.  Almost every ornament has some memory attached.  I told Karen, “Think of all the memories we have on our tree.  I am going to write a blog about it.”

My blog strategy was to pick out several ornaments from among the hundreds on our tree and to share with you some of our memories in terms of what they mean to us.  Since the memories are both Karen’s and mine, I asked Karen to help pick some decorations that were special to her and to share her memories of them.  Karen inherited a few of the decorations from her parents and some she acquired before we were married.  Several of the decorations actually go back to before either Karen or I were born.  I will include pictures of our tree and each ornament as we both take turns describing our memories.  The ornaments selected are simply in random order.  

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I bought this ornament after my first wife and I were divorced.  It is the first ornament I ever remember buying.  Not sure what drew me to it, but I really loved it.  Maybe it was the woman that I wanted to marry.  After Karen and I were married, we hung it on the tree that we put up on our first Christmas living together. 

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I have an adopted Korean daughter, Susan.  I bought this at a summer Korean camp.  Susan went to Korean day camp as a child, but later began teaching at Korean day camp while her sons attended camp. The little bear is wearing the traditional Korean female dress called called the Hanbok.  It is a distinctive clothing item that is unique to Korea.  I wanted Susan to have knowledge of her birth country, and eventually she found her birth mom, visits Korea and keeps in regular contact with her.  

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I spent my high school years in Johnston, RI.  If you have ever been to Rhode Island, you will know the significance of this cup.  Dunkin Donuts permitted generations of young Italians like me to start “dunkin” their donuts.  My sister lives in Rhode Island and a highlight of our visits there used to be a trip to a Dunkin Donuts store.  From a small local chain, they are now a national chain.  I never really thought their coffee was that good.  Karen likes expresso coffee and Dunkin Donuts was not known for their expresso.  

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In 2020, after our Russia trip was cancelled due to Covid restrictions, we replanned a trip to Spain.  We went to Spain in 2021 and stayed just outside Barcelona in a town called Cervello.  Barcelona is one of the most beautiful cities we have ever visited.  Perhaps the most extraordinary building in the city is the La Sagrada Familia.  It was designed and built by the architect Antoni Gaudí.  This ornament is a design by Gaudi that shall always remind us of the La Sagrada Familia. 
 
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The Path to Nowhere

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I woke up last night with a light shining in my eyes.  At first, I thought maybe Karen had turned a light on.  Then I realized that the light was shining in from outside my bedroom window.  It was flickering and moving up and down as though it was alive and agitated.  I got up to see where the light was coming from.  I opened a patio door and walked towards the light.  As I move in the direction of the light, it moved away.  I noticed that it was illuminating a path.  I started to go back inside, but the light moved rapidly towards me again.  It was as though it wanted me to follow it down the path.  I slowly took some cautious steps down the path.  The light moved with me.  I was now sure that it was lighting a way for me to follow.  It seemed to be a path to nowhere.

Tired though I was, I decided to follow the light down the path.  Soon, I could see someone standing by the side of the road.  It was my third-grade teacher, someone I shall never forget.  While singing in a class choir one day, she suddenly yelled at me.  “You, stop singing.  Just open and close your mouth.  Do not make a sound.”  I have never felt so humiliated in my entire life.  Seventy years have gone by, and I still will not sing a note.  Never have and never will.  “Get over it” many have said but I have not been able to forget how I felt at that moment when she screamed at me to “Shut your mouth.”

I soon came abreast of my former teacher.  She was just standing there.  She seemed to be glaring at me.  I stopped to ask her why she had made fun of me and did she know how much it hurt.  She explained that I was a terrible singer, and that my “screeching” was ruining it for the other kids.  She was not sorry.  She had more responsibilities than just me.  The light moved on and I continued down the path.

images (2)I saw another shadow ahead.  The shadow became more defined as I came closer, and I realized that it was my father.  He was standing there shaking his head.  He started yelling at me.  “You can’t do anything right.  You fuck everything up.  Leave it alone, I will do it myself.”  I stopped to tell him that I was sorry.  I always tried but it was never good enough.  He just shook his head.  The light moved on again and I followed it down the path.

I approached another figure on the path.  As I drew near, I was surprised to see that it was my mother.  My mother was a wonderful person.  Many called her a saint.  I never felt that I knew my mom very well.  She stood by the side of the path but did not say a thing.  She looked sadly at me.  I asked her how she was doing but she still said nothing.  I was never sure whether she loved me or not.  I could not think of anything to say.  I regretfully walked on following the light down the path.  I could hear the refrains in my mind from the song Motherless Child.  “Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.  A long, long way from my home.”  I hear this song frequently.

I almost passed by the next figure on the path.  I could see my cousin Louis standing there.  His face looked unhappy and mournful.  He did not have to say a word.  I knew what he was thinking.  My cousin was once closer to me than anyone in my life.  We had been like brothers in childhood and shared many adventures.  Lou had never been a strong child and although he was two years older than I was, I was the one who fought the bullies that always seemed to pick on him.  It formed a bond between us that we had thought nothing could break.  We once sliced our palms and shared our blood swearing to be loyal and true to each other for the rest of our lives.  I had let him down terribly.

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It was after high school during the Vietnam War and we both joined the Air Force.  Several years went by and we did not see each other.  Lou was in Europe, and I was on the other side of the world.  Something brought us together again in proximity and we soon renewed our friendship.  We had both married, but Lou had managed to snag one of the most beautiful women you would ever see.  I was beyond envious.

We started to get together more frequently and one night after having a little too much to drink, I cornered his wife in our kitchen and made a pass at her.  I felt like King David that lusted after Bathsheba.  According to the prophet Nathan, Bathsheba’s husband Uriah had only this one “lamb” and David had many, but it did not matter to David.  David was selfish.  I was David.

Lou had been having a struggle to find his way financially and I had been doing much better.  I was on an uphill road and Lou seemed to be going downhill.  Yet, all I could think of was getting in bed with his wife.  Lou found out what I had tried to do and broke off our friendship.  Lou never forgave me.  He moved away after he found out that his wife was having an affair with her boss.  Lou died of a brain aneurism a few years later on Oct 26, 1992.  He was only 47.

As I left Lou on the path, I tell him how sorry I am and that I wish I could do our relationship over again.  Lou just nods and says nothing.  I continue to follow the light.  Lou once more fades into my past.  The path still seems to go nowhere.  I wonder where the light is leading me.  Am I on a path to hell or misery, I am not sure.  I do not need all these reminders of what an SOB I had often been.  My world had once been a terrible place to be.  Where was the path going?

60911730_v_4477Soon, I could make out two more figures on the path as I approached their shadows.  One was my former wife, Julia.  She was sitting on a rock with my daughter Christina.  Christy was seven or eight and they were both crying.  I remember the scene well.  I had taken a picture of them both that day amid that dismal moment.  I was oblivious to their pain and heartache.  The picture is in a scrapbook that I left with Julia when we divorced.  It has often haunted my thoughts.  I can see the picture in my mind just as clearly as if I were holding it in my hand.  I was the reason; they were both crying and trying to comfort each other.  Thinking of the pictures reminds me of the bastard that I once was and how horrible I had often been to Julia and my daughter Christy.

I walk by both Julia and Christy.  I avoid looking them in the eyes.   I do not want to remember this time.  God, just let me pass them without saying anything.  A friend of mine told me before he died that he had no regrets.  I cannot understand how this could be.  My regrets would fill a dump truck.  I have tried many times since my divorce to tell both Julia and Christy how sorry I was for my meanness and belligerence.  I can only imagine that the word “sorry” does not really do much to make amends for hurts and harm that we have done to other people.  It is often too little and too late.  But even on this path to nowhere, I can’t go back.  I can’t change things.  I silently walk on towards the light.  I doubt that I will find forgiveness for myself on the path that I am following.

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I know there are more shadows and more people waiting for me.  I cannot bear to go down it any further.  I turn around to walk back to my bedroom.  I can find peace only in sleep.  The light flickers behind me and gradually recedes in the distance.  I am sure it will come again another night.  The light will shine in my window and beckon me to spend another night on the path to nowhere.

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