Thursday, January 14, 2010

It beats Melatonin


Tonight I decided I would try to return to academic pursuits. I opened up G.K. Chesterton’s tome on St. Thomas Aquinas. The part where his brothers kidnapped him from the pilgrimage to Paris and threw him in a room with a hooker kept my interest. The part where he drove her out of the room with a hot poker glowing red from the fireplace had some action. And then he burned the wood which barred the door branding it with the sign of the cross, way cool. We don’t have saints like that anymore. However when he got to the part at university where he was trying to suss out Aristotelian logic and his belief structure, uh well I can still taste the ink from the book where it came to rest on my face. Can we say soporific?

Contradiction and the Divine

Many times when I am quoting Merton I try to expand on his conception of God in the lines that I write. What I mean is that while I am Christian I know, respect and love many others who are not. These are people who hold serious and considered opinions about life, death and meaning. Sometimes what Merton says has a broader application than is apparent at first blush when you read it in light of the large C Catholic context of his writing.

Personally I believe that my best conveying of what my faith is comes through my actions in living my life, not repetition of Pat Robertson like portrayals of a lake of fire to motivate capitulation of the unwashed. (My take on damnation is a little different than Mr. Robertson’s; I believe that hell is absence from the presence of the divine). So when it appears clear Merton is talking about God in the broadest unknowable sense of the term I use terms like peace or divine or the infinite depending on the context in my reposting of the text. Also I try to look at the pronouns carefully so as not to promote an XY centric world.

Today’s quote as mangled by me, “The divine reveals itself in the middle of conflict and contradiction-but we want to find the divine outside all contradiction”. AYWTM 01-14 (paraphrased).

I live with two children. One child is 14 the other twelve. They are both boys. I think you can see why I like this quote.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Working to Soft Music I Clean the Kitchen



Wednesday, January 13, 2010

In solitude I unlearn all tension; I rid myself of the strains that have falsified me in the presence of others and which have put harshness in my words to others. Merton paraphrased

Domestic work can be cathartic. Faced with the tough choices my current economic realities present throwing myself at an unkempt kitchen can lighten the soul. With summer camps, vacations, home repairs and sports activities all needing funding, and with my investments in auto companies and banks having under performed a little soul lightening made sense. Okay, I hear you thinking he is weird. Hey when life turns tough I turn toward cleaning.

My better half was hurting from a crushing sinus headache brought on by an infection that never seems to abate. Her aches sometimes lay her out. On Monday she stayed home. Despite her hope in staying at the house to just crawl under the covers she realizes as I often do in those situations that life in our world just does not stop. Between moments of respite she carried out the planning and cooking of our week’s meals. As she pointed out to me she cleaned up the cooking pans with one exception, a roasting pan that needed to soak.

The roasting pan is big and unwieldy. Sitting in the sink it really doesn’t allow other dishes, cups, knives and forks to accumulate with it. These get parked on the counter next to the now bubble less slime that is the soak material for the pan. Dishes back up fast with two kids and a voracious husband about.

Last night my goal was not to attack the roasting pan. I had a simple plan. Because the morning prep for school and work is often chaotic I would make lunches in advance. As I have postulated before, my life is ruled by the theory (or is it law) of multiplying antecedent steps.

To make lunches I had to have clear counter space. To have clear counter space I had to deal with the amassed dishes. To deal with the grit encrusted, mint ice cream tinted plates and flatware I had to scrub by hand the roasting pan and to load the dishwasher. To load the dishwasher I had to empty it of the clean dishes first. To effectively clean the roaster I had to empty the detritus around the sink into the kitchen waste bin. To empty the scraps and like into the bin I had to remove the completely full bag of trash that was already there and take it to the outdoor garbage can. To make that trek I had to put shoes on and shovel a path to the dumpster. Back inside I put a new bag in the waste basket relining it and thus actually beginning to get the whole job done. Oh I cleaned off the glass stove top as a bonus.

What started as a six minute job took two hours and put me to bed after midnight. When I was done I felt good. I was catharticized. Today I am dog ass tired but last night I was proud of accomplishing something tangible. With all the stresses of the world sometime you just need to clean something.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Quietude-Just Being Normal is Enough if Done Right



As I often quote him, I again paraphrase Merton. I have greater peace and am closer to the holy when I am not trying to be anything special, but rather when I am orienting my life fully and completely toward what seems to be required of a person like me at a time like this. What a powerful thought. It seems almost stoic as we use that term today. But what is being called for is more. The phrase is an urge to take action. We are to meet the requirements of a good life that only we can fulfill in the place of the world that only we occupy.

I really don’t have much else to say on this. For today I will try and do what is required of me and do it well. I will also try to reach out beyond my comfort zone and make something better, something I can fix.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

On Charity

Life isn’t simple by any means. Where you stand observing an event can color all that you see in a way that separates you from every other observer of the same incident. No two eye witnesses ever see the same thing despite our belief in an objective reality of the moment. Clearly these differences in perception can cause problems.

The actions we take in life, those choices we carry out in our living in this material world, each has a reaction. The immutable laws of physics pretty much demand this. Speaking words out loud in a one on one conversation or even setting them down without speaking on paper or a web page are actions. Every single word we communicate can have impacts and repercussions that last far beyond the moment. The ramifications of words spoken can last long after the air carrying the vibrations from larynx to the bones of the middle ear has ceased its moving.

Today these fingers with which I now type seem to have set in motion ripples that have become much bigger waves, much uglier waves at least on an interpersonal level than I ever anticipated. Consequences will follow and I will live with those consequences; there really isn’t any other choice. I am neither happy nor sad with this state of events. What I am is disquieted and disappointed that the people I spoke to didn’t understand and still don’t seem to understand their actions didn’t pass the smell test.

In so many meetings that I attend the phrase “see the big picture” is used. It is trite jargon. Usually the speakers declare the term is shorthand for progressive thinking or for having a focus on organizational good. But what does seeing the big picture really mean? Literally it means to perceive the broadest perspective of an issue or a situation.

When big picture talk is used in a meeting it is usually part of a persuasive syllogism, one asserting that taking a particular course of action is for the greatest good. Having the skill or foresight to really do big picture thinking accurately would be admirable. Goodness knows I wish at times I truly could move beyond my focus on the acute demands of right here, right now.

Too often the real meaning of “seeing the big picture” is more insidious than those four words would seem to convey. More often than not claims of seeing the big picture are merely a way of rationalizing the abuse of some class of persons for the sake of expediency. Actions that would never be taken if you were face to face with all the involved impacted parties, because these schemes don’t pass the smell test, get pushed through with the bigger picture being the banner followed. Poor choices or bad choices get adopted because a persuasive speaker claims “greater good” of “the big picture” demands it. Simply said jargon overrides reality.

You know the smell test mentioned above is really rather simple. As they taught us in legal ethics (yes it is an oxymoron) if it doesn’t feel right, it probably isn’t. Versions have been codified by any number of faiths and philosophies; do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Christianity laid it out in the New Testament with, “In everything, therefore, treat people the same way you want them to treat you, for this is the Law and the Prophets.” Matthew 7:12. Jumping back to ethics class the instructor circled around to the crux of the application of the smell test for new lawyers, “If it is not your money don’t take it.”

Charitable giving is defined as the kind and generous giving of money or other help to those in need. I spent a good time looking up the components of this phrase recently and nowhere did I find a reference that implied it was still charitable giving if you required others to give. This week I called some people out on an attempt to institute mandatory charitable giving. They backed off. However as a result I have been told pretty much point blank that I have hurt children in a material way and that I am selfish and mean-spirited person. Some of the comments hurt me quite a bit.

I am not ashamed of what I have done. In these rough economic times when our region’s unemployment rate is well into double digits and virtually everyone is facing the risk of job loss, or the loss or reduction of job benefits or of a salary reduction, acting to impose a mandatory charitable gift is indefensible. To begin with the demand for payment negates the “charitable” component. Demanding such a payment, no matter what size or how noble the purpose, was wrong.

Those making the decision should have been taking into consideration the bigger picture of the status of the economy as a whole. Clearly they should have at least thought about the timing of their claim for payment in the midst of the holiday season. Right now is a period when large demands are made on all family coffers. This decision truly needed to be based on the broadest perspective of the situation. Big picture thinking it wasn’t.

Do I have regrets in this situation, absolutely. Do I wish this could have been resolved in another manner, again the answer is absolutely. Do I think it was my actions that brought us to this place of conflict? Absolutely not.

I hope that over time the people who are calling me out right now realize that there were two equally valid viewpoints on what happened here. While helping those in need is a noble cause, you can’t do it by executive fiat. Everyone in this economy is hurting; the demands on family budgets are great. To those that came up with this strategy I say this, next time when you consider sticking your hand into someone’s pocket in a tough economic times ask yourself one question. Would I want someone to treat me this way? Next time I think your choice will be different.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

To Windsor and Beyond!




From Ambassador Bridge (Michigan): Huron Church Rd. south approx. 4 km to E.C. Row Expressway. Proceed east on E.C. Row Expressway approx. 12 km to Lauzon Pkwy. (North) exit. Proceed north on Lauzon Pkwy. approx. 4 km to Lauzon Line/McHugh Street. Turn right on Lauzon Line/McHugh St. and proceed east approx. 0.75 km to arena on the right.

From Windsor/Detroit Tunnel: Tunnel exits onto Park Street. Turn left on Park St. South and proceed to Ouellette Ave. (1st traffic light). Turn left on Ouellette Ave. and proceed south approx. 5 km to E.C. Row Expressway. Proceed east on E.C. Row Expressway approx. 9 km to Lauzon Pkwy. (North) exit. Proceed north on Lauzon Pkwy. approx. 4 km to Lauzon Line/McHugh Street. Turn right on Lauzon Line/McHugh St. and proceed east approx. 0.75 km to arena on the right.


Important Notes: There are two games. The times are:
• Game 1 – 3:55 pm and
• Game-2 - 8:50pm.
Between games there will be some time for socializing. A hockey pizza party will occur at the Pennacle, 4789 Riverside Dr E Windsor, ON, Use the back entrance of condo building to access the party room.

Crossing the border is always an interesting proposition. It is possible you will be waived through easily, but this is not assured. Build in extra time for delays.

The blog author notes that Saturday is Dim Sum day at Wah Court. The address of this Windsor restaurant and an explanation of Dim Sum can be found at http://www.wahcourtrestaurant.com/.
If you clear the border by 1 p.m. you would still have plenty of time for this delicious midday meal and there would be time for the food to settle before the game.

If you are more of a carnivore, there is always TBQ http://tunnelbarbq.com/

Turkey Tournament Time

We have the potential for tournament play over the Thanksgiving weekend. Two locations stand out as potential sites, Mt. Pleasant and Jackson. An e-mail was sent out by our team manager, Jean Martin. It reads in part:

I need to know from each family if they would be interested in doing a tournament over Thanksgiving? We would do one close to home. I am looking at Jackson and if they are full possibly Mt Pleasant. Both are easy drives and could be fun to test our skills. If you could let me know as soon as possible that would be great.

I looked up the Jackson tournament online. It appears the window to sign up for this closes in the next two or three days. If you have not responded to Jean’s e-mail with a yeah or nay on participation please do so now. In previous years the Jackson tournament was a three games guaranteed event. The blog thinks this could be a great deal of fun. Hey if nothing else this would be a great way for the team to work off some turkey bloat.