A Jolly Rogering.

Musings, rants and observations on the world around Joshua Cicci.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

PARENTS JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND


This sucks. In my "time' we said that, but I preferred, "this is lame." This is boring, I hear that one a lot. And you know what? It is boring man. I'm bored looking at you, listening to your jive. You're boring. Your whole teenage angsty, rebellious, aloof attitude is so boring, and may I add unoriginal. Yes you are so typical, I don't know what to do with myself. If I listen to you for one more minute I will have to gouge my eyes out with a broken Nirvana CD. What? You don't listen to Nirvana any more? What is a CD?...
And so it goes. I'm not going to start with some lame diatribe about how suddenly I'm sounding and thinking like an old fuddy-duddy. That is was always cool and it snuck up on me. I was never very cool, and I always had a smidge of the ol' curmudgeon in me. I also was always interested in the adult world. I liked to do what the grown-ups were doing, play their games. I could hold my own at the Baby Boomers edition of Trivial Pursuit at 10. I have always had friends that were much older than me and felt like they were in some ways a peer group. That said, I was also a dumb ass teenager once. I made poor choices, I took everything for granted, was angsty, aloof, rebellious and yes boring. But MY angst was artful and meant something real, and...boring. No It didn't actually. Sure I had a lot of ups and downs and dysfunction in my life, but I also had friends and family that absolutely loved me and allowed me to be who I thought I was. I had their respect and they had mine, and life was a lot of fun. Yeah it sucked having to do things other people told me, and have expectations on me, when I had all kinds of ideas about the world and life, and how people should live and...boring.
I did not just wake up yesterday and put on Ward Cleaver's pants, and suddenly lose my frame of reference and forget what life is like. No I didn't.
However on a daily basis I am told that I have, and that I just don't understand. That I am a square from Squaresville. Yes I get it at work from the boys in the group home, they tell me daily. And I am a square to them, because I have to enforce the rules of the agency and the home and society, so I'm like Smokey the Bear, I don't want you to start fires, and while you're at it don't start any shit either.
But the gem in the shit crown is that I have to hear that I don't know what it's like to be a teenager in my own home, from a human I support, and keep alive, like a fern that can talk back to you and uses too much body spray. My 16 year old brother, whom I am the guardian of, lives here and yes on many an occasion to remind me that I am an old lame-o, who can't remember how "hard" it was to be his age. Yeah it was hard to get laid, hard to get around, hard to get money, hard to get weed, nah it wasn't really hard to do that. But HARD? No it wasn't hard. In fact today I heard it, let me correct, I read it. Yes another byproduct of this technophile generation of his, they can fight with you through text, but not answer their phone. I explained in writing, that I had had a long day at work, issues with boys at work that were pretty serious, so I didn't want to text any more (and my thumb was getting sore, that makes me old). He said "actually I haven't had the best day either, but everything is easy and swell when you're my age huh?" Of course I would be over-simplifying too if I said yes, but come on, IT IS! It is easy, for him it is. He doesn't have to worry about pretty much everything. Just how he is going to get the next ticket for the next show. I can't read his mind or his heart, but he isn't concerned about survival. If anything he has too much time, and comfort. He can't be bothered to go to school for 5 hours 4 days a week. Shit what if he had to forage and hunt for his food all day, or beg even? At it's core it is easy to be a teenager, even when it is hard no one really expects too much from them. And let me state I'm not talking about kids ho have been abandoned or abused, I work with them 40+ hours a week as well. No my kiddo, he's got it pretty smooth, maybe his pool could be a little bigger, and maybe Andrea could make chimis more often, but otherwise he does what he wants, and we leave him alone so long as he can do what he is supposed to do.
But I digress. I'm tired of hearing that me and my friends (and we're mostly in our early to mid-thirties fro Christ's sake) can't begin to understand. Now I don't have any kids that I've made, maybe after all of that and the years of raising it up, I will not understand. But before I took cody into my home I was pretty much still a semi-practicing teenager, I didn't go to meetings any more but I kept many of the fundamentals alive in my heart. I still thought what I thought, liked and disliked what I mostly always did how did Brian Wilson say it "I dig the same things that turned me on as a kid..." I liked to have fun and distrusted the man. We moved back and took Cody in, so I took on some parental roles obviously, most unfortunately that of disciplinarian, but I turned the ingrate onto nearly every kind of movie and music his little pea-brain could handle. I tried to be a big brother rather than parent when I could. What I did do, as both roles is call shenanigans when I saw them. I let him know what was real and when he was being unreasonable. But right I way I got that malarky about being a stuffed-shirt.
I know every generation has a monopoly on angst, they all say what he says. But I have finally come to a conclusion about it.
Here's my little teenager like epiphany, it's not that adults don't understand, we just can't come down to their level any more. It's too late we've come too far, we are adults. You as a kid can always "try" and be more mature, but I can't try and be more immature. I can't see it your way, because I've seen it my way already, well and yours too actually. You can learn to make better choices and not involve other people in your selfish pursuits,but I can't in sound mind try and make lousier choices and say damn the torpedos and screw anyone on board. Right? So teenagers are the ones that don't understand. I can see the whole scope. I can predict out-comes, I can see chains of event. But you, you young man can only see two outcomes, what happens if I get what I want, and what happens if I don't.
Yes I know this is not knew, adults have been saying it's the kids just as long. But I'm not lame goddamnit! You are. So whiny and smug, and you do nothing for anyone, you don't even say nice things and look pleasant, a fucking parrot can do that. You contribute less than a parrot. Man, that sucks.
This is what I signed up for I know it. I just am a little depressed because I also see a lack of substance in these kids. They are not only angry and bored they are ALSO uninteresting. They have wikipedia so they don't read. They have cel phones so they don't connect. They have movies and music literally at their fingertips so they don't feel the need to make their own. I made a lot of "movies" and music as a kid. I had to be making my own stuff, because everything else was so lame.
Guess what, you haven't been around long enough for anything to have happened to you. And what has is only the beginning. Life gets way more challenging, not bad, not lame, but there are challenges and struggles and lot's of earning and losing. And your whining is beneath the very spirit of life. It serves not you, and no one.
But I get it, oh yes, I get. I wouldn't want to be a teenager again, because I like to drive where I want to go, and buy things I want, and sleep with my wife. But I remember it and it was a fucking gas. Just ridiculous and hilarious, and slapsticky. And I know yours is too, because I hear about it and I see you have fun, you just don't like that you have to do something to get what you want.
And that is lame.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

IF IT AIN'T ONE THING...


I really do hate to continue to be the bearer of bad news, especially because it's usually my bad news. That said, here goes. I was recently (week ago actually) diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I have had to learn to check my blood sugars several times daily and inject myself with insulin about 4 times a day. This has been difficult news. I still have Chron's disease, of course, and the diets conflict some what, so it's a challenge.
I had been increasingly weak and just beaten-down. I wasn't able to accurately describe to people how I was feeling, just that I wasn't normal. I would show up dutifully for work and have to leave shortly afterward. Finally I couldn't even stand, so back to the ER I went. They checked my blood pressure and it was through the roof, so they did a lab before they even registered me. My blood-glucose was 689, normal is in between 70 and 110. Once again they asked how I managed to walk into the ER and not be in a coma (just like when I had lost 2/3s of my blood in April because of the Chron's.
So I spent a few more days in the hospital while they monitored me and taught me how to manage my diabetes.
I will be the first to say that it could be worse. I know this and I am blessed. I lost 60 lbs from it, and now I have to eat better and exercise, not just have the intentions, so there is a silver lining. I will be better in many respects. They say it could've been the pancreatitis I had in June that brought on the diabetes, or vice versa, I don't know, and honestly I am focusing on the future. These are the challenges put before me right now and they are to be dealt with nothing more or less...
However, SUCK!
I am going to be taking some life-skills classes, and I have been in contact with old friends Echo and Matt, he was diagnosed with type 1 in April so that is a fresh perspective. It just puts a lot into perspective, and I don't mean a hokey "life is short" kind of way, because one could look at that either way, life takes forever in some cases. I think more in a sense of being thrifty.
The natural instinct is to "blow your wad" so to speak, when you are young. The body is resilient then, so you don't notice it. I ate what I wanted, and I drank all that was poured. I didn't really abuse my body, but I didn't take it in to be serviced very often that is for sure. I mean I used to just write off my weight, saying that is my body type, I'm a big guy. But I feel good in my new body and look ok to boot. I don't know that if I had made different choices that I wouldn't have to deal with what I am now, maybe, maybe not, but if I had sat one or two games out in the long run I would have a few more games to play.
Youth is truly wasted on the young.
This all brings me to another point, Andrea and I after much soul-searching and talking have decided to take Cody back into the house and our lives. For those who don't know, in May there was a big blow-up that resulted in me contacting CPS and having him removed and then him being a runaway for nearly 3 months. He came home, tail between his legs, and at first we said no way but we had a few sit-downs and decided it was worth a another try.
He basically said he thought he knew and he was wrong. He was tired of being a "loser" and just wandering. He wanted to make something of his life. If he really means it, he is so ahead of the game to know that at 16.
So yeah seize the day, but not too hard, you might just strangle it.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Don't Be A Butt-Hole, Mr. G.I. Doctor.



Hello old friends and maybe new. I have long left this blog in neglect. I apologize blog. We cool? Good.
There have been a great many reasons why I haven't been posting. Life has been very tumultuous lately. That and Facebook. Man that can suck up some time. I have also been having some health problems, which leads me to the topic of this post.
In April of this year, after having my problems misdiagnosed twice I went into the emergency room. It was hard to narrow down what I was feeling, I just knew something was wrong. Right off the bat it was determined that I had very little blood in my body, and had a 104 fever. It was probable that I had been running a fever that high so consistently for so long I didn't even know I had one. After two transfusions and a week stay I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease. It is a chronic condition that affects the colon mostly, but there are other things that come along with it. I was assigned a G.I. specialist, and should have thought something was wrong when the doctor told me to look up my disease on the internet when I asked him what Chron's was. I guess knowing you're way around Google is all that qualifies you as a doctor these days. At that point I should have called shenanigans, but honestly I was glad to be alive. So once discharged, I began to see this doctor at his practice. I would ask questions, or actually my wife would, and we would get head nods or shakes, or very little feedback. We did what he said and "looked it up on the internet," what we mostly found was that there were a few things that were common, otherwise Chron's is very individual. So we asked if I should be restricting my diet? Nope. Was pain normal? Sure. What should I look for? Well if you eat something and you don't like it, don't eat it again. Being early on I just wanted to get some help. I should've known not to see this guy, but I don't have a lot of experience with doctors. 32 years old and this is the first time I've every been hospitalized. So I decided to take the meds and try and get used to what was happening with my body. Something I wasn't getting used to was the pain and discomfort I was experiencing. It was both external and internal. I won't go into details but sitting became unpleasant, as well as having movements. I would tell my doctor this and was always met with a very incredulous attitude. He never came out and said anything but would stare at me for an uncomfortable amount of time and reluctantly write a script for pain medication. I am no stranger to recreational drugs and I know from first hand experience that people take prescription meds for fun. They were never something I took. I always liked alcohol too much to want to mix pills in, so I was taking them because they helped me forget my pain, you know what they were designed to do. All the while having this gut feeling (all puns are always intended) that my doctor was suspicious of my wanting meds.
About three weeks ago the pain in my guts got so bad, and was now joined by vomiting and an inability to eat, that I went back to the E.R. This time it was Pancreatitis. This condition is caused by one of two things, gross alcohol abuse and or gallstones. I haven't had so much as a drop in 5 months and for a good long while cannot and should not imbibe alcohol of any kind. Possibly forever. Once again my doctor and others would not believe that I didn't drink. Even asking my wife secretly while I was out of the room. Well that cleared up, at least based as far as the labs go, and I was sent home. In less than 24 hours the pain was back and right after eating. So I got in to see my doctor. He ordered a barrage of tests again. Each time telling me what it was not, never offering what it could be. He said it could be related to the Chron's since the pancreatitis was gone. Even when I was there specifically because of pain, he aid he didn't like me taking pain medication. That is fine, but he never offered up an alternative. I don't like the idea of taking anything with acetomenaphin, it's terrible, but between that and the pain, I choose that. If there was another way for me to go to work and sleep, and EAT, I was unable to eat or even drink water without pain, then I was all for it. But no help from him, not one suggestion.
So last Friday I went in to have an endoscopy to find out of ulcers were the culprit. They were not, and the lab work was clear. But I still hurt. I woke up from the procedure and was very groggy. The had nurse leading us out said off-handedly that she apologized that I and the doctor "don't," and she made a back in forth hand motion which I took as "jibe" or relate. I said thanks and thought it was odd, because I hadn't mentioned my concerns with any one other than friends and family. She and the doctor said bye and scheduled my next procedure, she also said if you need a refill on your pain medication give us a call. Well I got home and saw that I had ten pills, knowing I wouldn't see him for a month, I called and asked for a new script. At first I was told ok, then I receive a call back from the receptionist and she said that Doctor "D." isn't comfortable writing you any more prescriptions for pain medication. She went on to inquire if I was looking for a new G.I. doctor, I was surprised and said maybe, probably. "Well Dr. D. says you can take it up with him and get your meds from him." I hung up kind of dazed. Well Andrea wasn't dazed, she called back and had some things to say, and wanted to know if he was still going to treat me and try and get the new Chron's medication approved through my insurance, which he had been trying to do. We would hear from him. Well I was frustrated and worried. I had been having to get medications from "private" sources and I didn't like doing that. But it looked like Iw as stuck without any doctor at this point. Andi and I decided to go see some friends in Tubac for the night and get out of the big shitty for a bit.
When I returned home Saturday night there was a message from the nurse who had apologized, saying he wrote one more prescription for me and he would be my doctor for 30 more days. I couldn't call until Monday morning, and I did. And had a very strange conversation. I asked where they got the notion I was looking for another doctor. She told me I said it to her after the endoscopy. She stated I told he I couldn't understand his dialect, he seems to be Indian or Pakistani, not sure I never asked because I don't care. I said "dialect?" "Well you didn't say dialect, you said you couldn't understand him," she replies. First I said I don't even recall that conversation at all, secondly if I said anything it was that I feel we don't have a rapport, and he doesn't communicate with me very well. Dialect? He speaks english, I couldn't detect a Brooklyn, or South Texas accent any where. It wasn't his "dialect" he didn't talk at all. So I said yeah I maybe wanted to find some one else but not because he was giving me poor treatment, but there was just no relationship. Then she gets to the part where she says she and the doctor don't want to be giving me pain medication, and that it's very odd I use it up so fast. The script always reads "take 1 to 2 pills every 8 hours as needed for pain." He always gives me 30, so if taken as directed that's 5 days. I don't always take them every 8 hours but I do wake up every night at 3 AM with pain and "other-stuff." So after a week or so they're gone. Either way he never says you shouldn't betaking these, he just doubts me. He feels that I am insincere in regards to my pain. He offers nothing else, as far as medication or change in routine. Just see you in a month. She also informs me that he isn't trying to push the new medication, my new doctor can do that too.
Throughout all of this two things are evident, they think I am a drug-abuser and that Dr. D. is offended and possibly hurt by my brash words about his poor communication skills. and I have no memory of saying this to this nurse. I can recall before and after and who I remember in the room, not her. But she says we talked about it. They have you sign a form stating that because of the heavy sedation I will not drive or make any crucial or legal decisions all day. Yet she felt I was in sound mind for her to take a customer satisfaction survey. She couldn't tell me who started this little conversation. If I said anything it was probably that once again Dr. D. gave me no answers or instructions.
I don't want to see this doctor any more and I did want another. I was waiting to see if he could get the new medication approved. I wanted him to help improve my quality of life, to at least try to be the healer he is supposed to be. So I didn't want to fight to keep him or change his mine. He should know that he's a cold, uncommunicative prick. But I was taken aback by the drama that came along with this.
He didn't believe me. He thought I was lying about my pain. This is a very hurtful feeling. It makes you doubt yourself, not to mention feel like a sleeze-bag trying to get meds. I have to leave work sometimes and stay up all night due to the pain. Wasn't he familiar with the symptoms of my disease? Message boards on the internet tell me lots of people have pain with Chron's, yet I'm a drug-addict.
And why take me wanting a second opinion so personally? It was very strange. There is enough drama in my life I didn't think I would have to worry about hurting my doctor's feelings. So he broke up with me and that's fine. I know what I am and what I'm not, I just want a doctor who will talk to me. I don't think it's too much to ask. If someone would tell me what I need to be doing, I'll do it and never take another pill. I don't like pills. And I really don't like pain.
I hope to keep up with this more diligently. Hope to have more observational type writings, and I hope to be interesting (though I know I'm not). Thanks.
-Cicci

Thursday, November 06, 2008

THANK YOU TEEN-JESUS FOR TAKING US TO STATE!


This is a picture I took for an online contest I entered (I didn't win). I was just supposed to be a "Jew," it's in quotes because the theme of the contest was The Ten Commandments (the film not the commandments). You could be an egyptian or a jew.
However years ago there was a funny Comedy Corner sketch about the character "Teen-Jesus." Mark Sussman played him and it was great. T.J. went to lame parties and turned the soda to "booze." He could make anything into a bong.
I am thanking him because of what happened on November 4th. Not that I feel there was any divine intervention involved. I think was sheer will if there ever was.
It is nice to be proud again. Let me qualify that statement by saying that I was never ashamed to be an American. Embarrassed, disappointed, frustrated, yes all, but I have the right to be those things, because I am an American. I am proud today because I realized that no matter how separate we feel, we are together in many ways. I felt connected to my people, finally. I turned 18 in 1995 and I registered to vote. I vote constantly, bond elections, whatever, I have never felt the way I do now, even voting for Bill Clinton (whom I admire). I not just felt like my vote was important but that I was agreeing with other Americans that I will never know.
Time will tell, Obama may be a great a President, he may be good, or he may tow the line. Real involved Americans understand this, we know we didn't elect a savior. We elected a man we think might inspire us to be what we should be, what we can be. From day one this is a country by the people, any decent kickball game needs a captain. That is what George W. Bush hands down is guilty of, NOT INSPIRING US. He didn't demand we do anything, he didn't call upon his many strong brave people to hold up his country. He played games in a sand-box world, mothers sent their sons and had no reason why. That is his crime, he commercialized the American experience he didn't unify, and that is what it is about.
I will also, for the sake of history, say that I am happy to see a Black man in the highest office. If there is anything we need to get over is the concept that "they" can play sports and entertain but "they" can't really do what "we" do.
I am happy, my problems aren't solved and I never expected the President to solve them anyway, so I will press on, and I will honor my leader, as I have. I'm just a little more willing to. That's all.

Friday, October 17, 2008

ANOTHER MAN DONE GONE


Well it happened. To some people it was a miracle, to others a sign of the apocalypse, to me a matter of time. My big "little" brother got married last week. Joshua Wheat is a full-blown human experience. I have known him for half of both of our lives. In that time I have seen some shit. The man has been through all of it. We have had some scrapes, some laughs, some tears, some screams, some pushes and some shoves. Nobody I know scares cops more than Wheatie, yet he will walk across the fire with you on his shoulder.
We have lots and lots of friends in common, some of them love him as much as I do, some seem to just tolerate him, but there is no ignoring his presence and his love. If he doesn't like you there is probably a good reason, or you called him out for shitting in your wastebasket. I will always wish everyone could see him like I do, not as a big teddy-bear that is so cuddly, but a loving guy who doesn't see why he should censor himself to the whims of the lame. The free-range lame.
Yeah he'll get you involved in some weird shit, but he will make sure you don't have to fight if you don't want to, or he will wear you on his shoulders if you do want to.
Josh Wheat you are my brother and I am happy for you and Kate. You deserve love.
Just stop yelling all the time. We're getting old. It's loud.
love cicci

Oh and the picture, this is his reception, as I have said, apparently myself and all of my chins/necks thought we were taking a "nice" picture. Wheat, Joe and Al thought otherwise. Now I know what Meme meant about "ruining" a good picture.
I'm old.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

CHECK OUT WHAT NAT CASSIDY WROTE PLEASE.


(Sigh) It really depresses me every time I read some ill-informed screed saying "Here's why I'm not voting for Obama," which then contains nothing but vague generalizations and practically insulting leaps in logic. Now is not the time to be foundlessly contrarian, okay? You don't have to support Obama, but please have an informed opinion. One of the more popular lines of thought is that Obama has too many racist/slumlordy/evil connections, and that disqualifies him for the presidency.

So let's see . . .

Obama's shady connections:
Tony Rezko
Rev Wright
Bill Ayers
ACORN

All of the above are either completely disproven, totally misleading, or, with the case of ACORN, not even a "bad" connection to have. Am I missing any?

What follows is the content from a post I stole from the Tampa Bay Online Forums, authored by the user "thevoiceoftruth." To that list, I've added a couple of other connections that I'll place at the top.

McCain-Palin's shady connections:
George W. Bush
Yup. There's that one right off the bat. Let's not forget the wonderful, wonderful gifts he's given us over the past 8 years, the greatest hits of which include: the 9/11 response (and, some would argue, the attacks themselves, since y'know, it was kinda predicted numerous times), unconstitutional wiretapping, unconstitutional torture, loss of due process, loss of habeus corpus, loss of stare decisis, the Katrina response, the collapse of much of the country's infrastructure, the biggest financial meltdown in generations, an enormous deficit, inaction on climate change, the politicalization of the Justice Department, The Iraq War, the cratering of the United State's global reputation . . . God, I'm getting dizzy, I better stop with this one. But we all know that, since 2000, Johnny Mac <3s George Bush.

These voter suppressors
http://oxdown.firedoglake.com/diary/752

Saddam frickin' Hussein
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/10/14/mccain-transition-chief-a_n_134595.html

And now, the following was copied from http://www.tboforums.com/index.php/forums/viewthread/6418/

G. Gordon Liddy
Liddy planned and committed the Watergate break-ins, proposed firebombing the Brookings Institution and the kidnapping anti-war activists, and planned the never-carried-out murder of a newspaper columnist, Jack Anderson.

He did five and a half years in prison for the aforementioned burglary and illegal surveillance, where he was unrepentant and called himself a “prisoner of war.” In 1994, he advocated the killing of federal ATF agents if they came to take your guns, suggesting that you aim for the head because they’ll have bulletproof vests. When called out on it, he said he was sorry and encouraged supporters to aim for the groin instead. He also mentioned that when he went shooting, he labeled his targets “Bill” and “Hillary.”

Liddy’s donated $5,000 to McCain’s political campaigns, and McCain had this to say about him: “I’m proud of you, I’m proud of your family. It’s always a pleasure for me to come on your program and congratulations on your continued success and adherence to the principles and philosophies that keep our nation great.”

Col. Oliver North
After several Americans were kidnapped by Islamic Jihad, members of the Reagan administration hatched a scheme to release them. The original plan was to ship weapons (through Israel as a proxy) to well-placed moderate Iranians. In return, the Iranians would pressure Islamic Jihad to release the hostages.

Col. North came along and suggested to drop Israel as an intermediary and sell the weapons directly to Iran at an inflated price. The money from the sale would be covertly funneled to the Contras, a Nicaraguan anti-communist guerilla group.

When the plan was publicly leaked, North shredded documents pertaining to the plan. He was convicted of three felonies, but the convictions were later overturned on appeal due to legal technicalities (hey—similar to Ayers).

In 1994, North was nominated by the Virginia Republican Party to run for Senate. Then-Senate Republican Leader Bob Dole denounced him and refused to endorse. John McCain endorsed him, albeit not particularly enthusiastically:

"I know nothing illegal or unconstitutional that took place in the Virginia Republican Party’s process of selecting their nominee. I’ll support their nominee and it’s—clearly, it’s Col. North at this time. And by the way, I’m the person that called for the resignation of the governor of this state, who was of my party. But I don’t see anything wrong with the process. I think from a clear political standpoint, our chances of winning that seat are dramatically diminished. There’s no doubt about that. But I respect the views and decision of the Virginia Republican Party."

On February 12, 2008, North wrote an endorsement of John McCain in the Washington Times. The McCain camp’s response? They released a press release to trumpet the endorsement.
http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2008/feb/12/decision-time/

Richard Quinn
Richard Quinn is the editor-in-chief of Southern Partisan Quarterly Review, a magazine that’s considered to be the leading journal of the “neo-confederacy movement.” Though much of its articles are relatively tame scholarly blurbs about southern traditions and history.

Yet, the magazine regularly vilifies Abraham Lincoln and other Union leaders, while venerating the Confederate soldiers who fought to secede. They state that the Civil War wasn’t so much about slavery as it was the preservation of the Southern way of life that they still advocate preserving.
When the article does write about slavery, it says things such as this, which came from a book review: “Mainstream black leaders perpetuate the myth that vicious white slave traders dragged Africans from their idyllic homeland to serve as chattel for arrogant white Americans. Readers of this magazine know otherwise” and “The greatest contribution of this work is that it exonerates slave owners by stating that they did not have a practice of breaking up slave families. If anything, they encouraged strong slave families to further the slaves’ peace and happiness in order to promote efficient work.”

He lashed out against a holiday about Martin Luther King, Jr. saying that it “should have been rejected because its purpose is vitriolic and profane.” He has called Nelson Mandela a terrorist, endorsed David Duke ("What better way to reject politics as usual than to elect a maverick like David Duke?") and sold T-shirts praising Abraham Lincoln’s assassination.

In 2000, he was one of John McCain’s senior political consultants in South Carolina, described by the McCain campaign as a “highly respected South Carolina campaign consultant.” McCain, in this election cycle, paid $52,000 to his consulting company and $90,000 to a company run by Quinn’s son.

Charles Keating
In the first five years of McCain’s political career, Keating gave $112,000 to McCain’s campaigns. McCain’s wife and father-in-law invested $359,100 in a shopping center run by Keating, and the McCain family went on several trips at his expense. But in the late 80s, his savings-and-loan business went insolvent. To keep his company afloat, he began making risky, potentially illegal investments—something regulators were looking into.

To stop the investigation, Keating called up five Senators who he had given lots of money to: Four Democrats, and John McCain. McCain was angered at the Keating’s request, but went to meet with regulators anyway… although allegedly to make sure that his constituent was being treated fairly. Upon finding out that Keating was being criminally investigated, McCain cut off all ties.

In the end, Keating’s business failed and 21,000 people lost their life savings—and had to be bailed out by the government. He was later convicted on 73 counts of wire fraud and served 4 years in prison before his sentence was overturned and he was re-tried; he pleaded guilty to 4 charges of fraud and was sentenced to time served.

McCain was investigated and cleared of impropriety, though he was criticized for “poor judgment.” He later called it the biggest mistake of his life. Was he guilty of anything? Perhaps not, but it’s a hell of a lot messier than Obama’s relationship with Tony Rezko.

http://www.keatingeconomics.com/ - [This is the website that Obama set up to better educate people on the Keating 5 --Nat]

The McCain campaign’s response? Via Americablog:

"The Keating Five Investigation was “a political smear job on John [McCain].” WTF? He called Howell Heflin, who led the hearings, a “stooge” of the Democratic machine out to get poor, innocent John McCain."

Wow, really? That’s not what McCain said in his book, Worth Fighting For:

"I made the worst mistake of my life by attending two meetings, the first with the chairman of the Federal Home Loan Bank Board, the government agency charged with regulating the practices of the nation’s savings and loans, and a week later with four bank examiners based in San Francisco who were at that time investigating the investment and lending practices of Lincoln Savings and Loan of Irvine, California, owned by my good friend and generous supporter Charles Keating."

And it’s not what he was saying last year:

"I was judged eventually, after three years, of using, quote, poor judgment, and I agree with that assessment."
http://www.azcentral.com/news/election/mccain/articles/2007/03/01/20070301mccainbio-chapter7.html

But now that McCain is being called out for his role in the Keating 5 scandal, he has decided to cut and run from taking responsibility for his own actions.

Rev. John Hagee
Rev. Hagee is the pastor of a non-denominational charismatic church, as well as the the CEO of a nonprofit organization that broadcasts his sermons on TV and radio.

Hagee holds some nutty beliefs in addition to his run-of-the-mill “charismatic” beliefs: he feels that Harry Potter is modern-day witchcraft, he condemns stay-at-home dads and thinks global warming is a conspiracy. He believed that Hurricane Katrina was divine punishment for New Orleans’ sins, and thinks Armageddon is imminent (and can be coaxed along with a preemptive strike on Iran, which he supports).
Even more controversially, Hagee called the Catholic Church “A Godless theology of hate that no one dared try to stop for a thousand years produced a harvest of hate,” blamed the Holocaust partly on Catholicism, and has insinuated that the Catholic Church is the Whore of Babylon from the Book of Revelation. After being widely denounced by many, including the perpetually-offended Bill Donahue of the Catholic League, he claimed to change his mind about the Church.

Hagee has stated that “those who live by the Qur’an have a scriptural mandate to kill Christians and Jews; it teaches that very clearly… There are 1.3 billion people who follow the Islamic faith, so if you’re saying there’s only 15 percent that want to come to America or invade Israel to crush it, you’re only talking about 200 million people. That’s far more than Hitler and Japan and Italy and all of the Axis powers in World War II had under arms.”

Hagee has also insinuated that the Jews’ rebellion against God is the reason why they’ve suffered throughout history, including during the Holocaust (which he also believes was a divine plan to bring the Jews back to Israel); he also believes that the (Jewish) Rothschild family is part of some sort of global conspiracy.

Not only did John McCain receive Hagee’s endorsement, he sought it out; for two months, after word of these various statements started coming out, he continued to honor the endorsement while disagreeing with the particular beliefs. Finally, the pressure built up to the point that he rejected the endorsement (and taking a shot at Obama while doing so).

Rev. Rod Parsley
Parsley is the pastor of a charismatic Ohio megachurch (and televangelist) who opposes the separation of church and state. He has said that Christians must wage war against the “false religion” of Islam, an “anti-Christ” religion revealed not by God, but rather by demons, and suggesting that the United States was founded in party to destroy Islam. He also used some creepy talk in referring to the IRS and the media:

"The secular media never likes it when I say this, so let me say it twice. Man your battle stations! Ready your weapons! They say this rhetoric is so inciting. I came to incite a riot. ... Man your battle stations. Ready your weapons. Lock and load — for the thirty, forty liberal pastors who filed against our ministry with the Internal Revenue Service. ... Let the struggle begin. Let it begin in your heart today with a shout unto him who has called us to war — not only that, he has empowered you and I to win."

McCain sought and received Parsley’s endorsement as well, calling him a “spiritual guide”, but again took at least two months to reject the endorsement (taking a shot against Obama in the process). Parsley then withdrew his endorsement of McCain.

Alaskan Independence Party
We know that, although Sarah Palin was not a member of the Alaskan Independence Party, Todd Palin was a member for about seven years. However, I’ll set aside discussion of family members right there and focus on the person who’s running for Vice President.

Sarah Palin gave a cheerful videotaped address to the Alaskan Independence Party, telling them to “keep up the good work.” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwvPNXYrIyI

Now, the Alaskan Independence Party is technically a “states’ rights” party, but it does want to take back federally-held lands in the state and give Alaskans a vote on whether or not they want to secede from the union.

This is a party founded by a man named Joe Vogler, who said, “I’m an Alaskan, not an American. I’ve got no use for America or her damned institutions.” He also said,

"You get to think why the hell do I owe them anything and then you get mad; and you say to hell with them; and you renounce allegiance; and you pledge your efforts, your effects, your honor, your life, to Alaska; that is how I do it; I am an Alaskan; they know it; I’ve told them to go to hell in every way I can in a nice way; I took a case to the Supreme Court believing in the Supreme Court, but I’d rather be tried in a whorehouse with the madam as the Judge; there is more Justice in a whorehouse than in the Supreme Court; and if they don’t like they know where they can go; ..... and if you think I am ever going to forget that, the fires of Hell are glaciers compared to my hate for the American Government, and I won’t be buried under their damn flag; I’ll be buried in Dawson and when Alaska is an independent nation they can bring my bones back to Alaska, back to my country. The fires of Hell are glaciers compared to my hate for the American government.”

Even better:
"In December of 1941 there was a little fracas over in Pearl Harbor and I happened to read of the ultimatum that FDR and Hull has sent to the Japanese Emperor on November 27th 1941 with three demands: get out of Manchuria, pay damages and promise not to do it again. .... This was on November 29th that I read of this in the Houston Chronicle; 7 days later, eight days later I guess, Sunday afternoon on December 7th (he learned of the attack on radio- I leave out some details here). And I said oh oh they got their answer from Hirohito; so we immediately declared war ..... I knew what had happened - President Roosevelt had involved us in a war. He had to do something to make Americans mad. And I speak pretty frankly, I call him the dirty rotten son-of-a-bitch communist traitor, because he had involved us in that war that we had no business in."

Now… just imagine for a second that Jill Biden was the member of the Communist Party for seven years, and Joe made a video addressing their convention in which he told them to “keep up the good work.” Do you not think it would immediately disqualify him from the vice presidency, or at least be discussed in McCain advertisements and right-wing blogs constantly?

Rev. Thomas Muthee
Rev. Muthee has founded over 400 churches in Africa, but not without controversy. Early in his career, he claims to have had a vision that the source of crime in a particular region of Kenya was due to a witch named “Mama Jane”. He demanded that she convert to Christianity or leave town. After people died in a car accident in front of her clinic, Muthee’s followers decided that she was, indeed, responsible for evil deeds; they gathered to stone her to death, but the police intervened and she fled town. Muthee claimed a victory for spiritual warfare and said that since she left, the crime rate has dropped (not true).

Muthee has made quite a few guest appearances at the Wasilla Assembly of God, Sarah Palin’s old church, where her pastor referred to him as having powers of prophecy. He’s asked God to bring money to Sarah Palin’s campaigns and help her guide the nation in the right direction (and to protect her from witchcraft). Sarah Palin was seen praising him and his speeches while in church.

Ed Kalnins
Kalnins is the pastor of Sarah Palin’s old church, the Wasilla Assembly of God. During the 2004 election season, he praised President Bush’s performance during a debate with Sen. John Kerry, then warned: “I’m not going tell you who to vote for, but if you vote for this particular person, I question your salvation. I’m sorry.” He added: “If every Christian will vote righteously, it would be a landslide every time.”

Months after hinting at possible damnation for Kerry supporters, he bristled at the treatment President Bush was receiving over the federal government’s handling of Hurricane Katrina. “I hate criticisms towards the President,” he said, “because it’s like criticisms towards the pastor—it’s almost like, it’s not going to get you anywhere, you know, except for hell. That’s what it’ll get you.”

Kalnins also claims that Jesus operated from a “war mode,” in that he fought a spiritual war; he believes the War on Terror is is a manifestation of that spiritual war, and that “Jesus called us to die” for causes such as this. He preaches frequently about the impending end times, and has a strange belief that Alaska is a “refuge state” where hundreds of thousands of people will flee in the end days—and urges his followers to be “ready to minister them.”

Phil Gramm
We all know Phil Gramm as McCain’s former economic adviser (and current informal adviser) who said that we had become a “nation of whiners” suffering from a “mental recession.” We know that his 1999 Gramm-Leach-Bliley Act has been accused by some (including Ben Stein) as helping start the mortgage meltdown.

Another piece of legislation Gramm was responsible for was the “Enron loophole,” which he wrote with the help of Enron Lobbyists. It’s possible that the Enron meltdown wouldn’t have happened without Gramm’s involvement. Also of note is the fact that his wife was on Enron’s Board of Directors when it collapsed.

After leaving the Senate, Gramm became a lobbyist for UBS, a Swiss bank that lent millions of dollars in subprime mortgages. Gramm walked away with a cool $750,000.

On a more humorous note, in the 1970s he was involved in the pornography business; he put $15,000 into a film called “Truck Stop Women: No Rig Is Too Big for Them to Handle”. The film didn’t work out, and Graham got his money back. He put the $15,000 into another film called “Beauty Queens,” which again fell through and he got his money back. He then put $7,500 into “White House Madness,” a pornographic film set in the Nixon White House. It bombed.

Rick Davis
The head of McCain’s campaign is a lobbyist from a company called Davis Manafort that has collected millions of dollars lobbying Congress.

From 2000 to 2005, he was the head of the Homeownership Alliance, a group dedicated to advocating for Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. He was paid $30,000 a month in this position. After this, his company was paid $15,000 a month to consult for Freddie Mac, a fee he collected until August 2008.

In 2003, he was hired by DHL and Airborne Express to lobby Congress to approve a merger between the two companies. The merger has been approved, and the two companies are shutting down their hub in Wilmington, Ohio (pop. 11,922) and cutting as many as 8,000 jobs.

In 2006, Davis set up a meeting in Switzerland between McCain and Oleg Deripaska, a Russian businessman. Deripaska has been linked to organized crime, a link strong enough that caused his US visa to be revoked that same year. After the meeting, Deripaska wrote a letter to Davis and Manafort: “Thank you so much for setting up everything in Klosters so spectacularly… It was very interesting to meet Senators Chambliss, Sununu, and McCain in such an intimate setting.”

1 commentReport Note

Joshua Cicci wrote
at 2:25pm
Wow, I agree.
But the point is, I thought I was allowed to have friends with whom I may disagree. When did just plain knowing a person meant you subscribed to their value system? It is really interesting that on the verge of possibly shifting the paradigm, we are still using association as the reason not to. Haven't rich white men been "associated" with enough bad elements in this country? I would argue that maybe just maybe wealthy intolerant white men are the reason we have terrorism.
Oh and "I Grock Spock."

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

WHERE IS MY BEAN?!


This was taken the day we drove Ella and Jerica up to Phoenix to fly to Portland to begin their new lives. Well it's been almost a month and to say the least things aren't going as Jerica had planned. Which in itself is not unusual what does go anyone's way? I get the feeling that I don't always get the whole story. Some people do, Wheatie gets a fuller story, Dixie does, Nana does. Either she doesn't want to burden me, or she doesn't want to hear what I have to say about it. Jerica and I are brother and sister, I have known her all of her life. We are however very different people and to be honest with myself up until, well maybe the birth of "the Bean," I was unsure if we would even like each other if we weren't siblings. I have come to realize wholeheartedly that we would, it took us a while, but we do. We both overcame some personal and circumstantial odds. But we are friends now.
That is why I am very concerned at the current situation up in Portland. Maybe I am not getting the whole story, but the one I am getting is not good. And ever the big brother I want to take care of it, and I have figured it out pretty much. I am just waiting on my sister to give me the word. All I know is that I miss them. I really miss Ella. Her birthday and Christmas are coming up and I really wanted to be a part of those things, I'm not okay with Matt and his family getting to. I want my little Bean.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

HONEYMOON



So this is me in Puerto Penasco (Rocky Point) Mexico on the honeymoon. This is a fun spot for food over looking the ocean. Our waiter was funny. He knew english pretty well and was proud to use it, he kept making fun but almost inappropriate jokes about what we should be doing later that night, being on our honeymoon. Also if you haven't been down to Mexico, when you sit down to eat eventually one by one children come by with their wares trying to get some money. They never come empty handed, anything from chicklets to jewelry. A few day earlier at a different spot we saw a little guy, maybe 8 or 9 who did balloon animals, or at least a balloon dog, that's all we saw him do. We remembered him because it was cool he had a talent rather than objects to sell, he worked for tips. We also noticed him because he made two dollars but gave one to a little kid who couldn't sell his gum to any of us. That's a tough racket, gum has come along way since chicklets. Then this day he reappeared, he didn't pay attention to us, but I noticed his head had been shaved so I mentioned it in broken spanish, he laughed and remembered us, seemingly.
It was a nice trip, relaxing, I didn't want to leave, despite how much gringo culture has taken over, it is still so chill down there. We'll go back soon.
I found a picture of the balloons the little guy made us, thats on top.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

ONE RING TO BIND THEM...


This was taken at our wedding. Yes that needed explanation because if you know Andrea she makes me give her rings in remote mesquite groves all the time. But this time was special. It was a wonderful celebration, so many people made it out for the occasion. We were honored. I am still hearing from people around Tucson who weren't there about how awesome it was. Brother John's food was killer, beyond great. That is also still being raved about.
I am so happy. I was never a real cynic, but I didn't hold out much hope for traditional happiness. I figured I would just bounce around to whatever felt right, but I love this life I have more than I could've imagined.
Joseph is coming over to bring us the wedding photos and I am grilling up an awesome meal. So bye.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

MAKING SOME ART




So these pictures were taken down in Rio Rico at Joe and Hallie's place. The afternoon started out at their shop in Tubac, Intricate Mosaics. Joe gave a brief yet informative intro into the art of mosaic, and the different materials used. Andrea, Cody, Rob and myself went down to their house to get to work on our own projects. Joe cut us each, out a large square of sheet-rock type stuff to border a mirror. The idea was for us to learn the craft and to make some "merch" for the shop, or at least display items. It was a lot of fun, we haven't gotten them finished, but everyone's design was pretty cool.
The pics are:
1) Joe measuring and Cody licking?
2) Andrea and Lilly.
3) Mr Atticus using some field glasses.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

MAY I INTRODUCE LULABELLE!


So this is the newest edition to the family, Lulabelle Cicci. She doesn't have a little nickname just yet, just Lula. It has been a little over a year since Auggie passed away, which was quite a blow. We knew we wanted another puppy someday, mostly because we got Ollie as a companion for Auggie and then Ollie was alone. We also weren't sure we wanted another pug. I had wanted one since I was a child, and the one I finally got left us way too soon. So recently we decided the time was right, I saw an ad in the paper yesterday, and Andi and Cody went to see her today. They made sure the breeders were humane and not a "mill" situation. They have bred other litters but only once a year and only 4 times per couple. It was a very clean healthy set-up. Lula comes from a Pug daddy and a Boston Terrier momma. She is very spunky and has a lot of energy and kisses. Ollie isn't sure yet, he hasn't met anything smaller than himself, ever.
So welcome her she is very sweet.

Monday, January 21, 2008

MONKEY!!!!


Fuzzy hair.
Leathery people lips.
Scarf.
Yeah, It's Auggie's little brother...
Oliver J. Monkey.