Monday, June 28, 2004

Well, I have had plenty to think about lately and as such, I give you another edition of:

For What It's Worth

Iraq is a free country, 2 days earlier than planned. Let freedom reign in a troubled area of the world!

Red Sox and Yankees at the Stadium (aka. that stink hole in the Bronx) this week. It's good to have Nomar and Trot back. Oh and David Ortiz has 72 RBI's going in to the series.

Curt Schilling has been as good as advertised.

The NBA draft looked like a high school prom...lot's of nice suits, lots of high school seniors, mothers smiling, and too much money being thrown around on stuff you don't need to be happy. Seriously, who needs a pimped out H2 with 20's in the trunk?

The Terminal is the best movie I have seen in a long time.

Dodgeball, whatelse can I say except I think I got dumber watching it.

Roger Clemens should start the All Star game in Houston, just as he did in 1986 when it was at the Astrodome.

John Kerry's campaign has yet to even show me a valid reason why he wants to even be President of the United States. He wants to beat Bush, but he doesn't strike me as wanting to be President.

Vice President Dick Cheney dropping multiple f-bombs on the Senate floor strikes me as much ado about nothing in a world gone overly PC. I am sure he is not the first and I'm sure he will not be the last to do so.

Rhode Island, a state with a Napolean complex if there ever was one....I am glad I left there.

If life in College Station mirrored The Princess Bride, the Dixie Chicken is where we would go when going back to the beginning.

What is it about rainy days and wanting to curl up under the covers and go back to bed?

Texas A&M, winners of the Planters Nuttiest fans award. Is that really a distinction we want? Yes we are passionate fans, but nutty is overkill.

This fall I am getting a CHL. No it has nothing to do with hockey.

A friend of mine has the misconception that I am an "island boy", being from Rhode Island an all. Rhode Island is neither an island nor a road. Nor is it anywhere near Myrtle Beach.

Somedays, it is important to live like you are dying.

And on an interesting note...I do not think a woman can become President of the United States. It is unconstitutional. Note the requirements below:

House of Representatives:

"No Person shall be a Representative who shall not have attained to the Age of twenty five Years, and been seven Years a Citizen of the United States, and who shall not, when elected, be an Inhabitant of that State in which he shall be chosen."

Senate:

"No Person shall be a Senator who shall not have attained to the Age of thirty Years, and been nine Years a Citizen of the United States, and who shall not, when elected, be an Inhabitant of that State for which he shall be chosen."

President of the United States:

"The executive Power shall be vested in a President of the United States of America. He shall hold his Office during the Term of four Years, and, together with the Vice President, chosen for the same Term, be elected, as follows "

Note the use of the word "person" even before the suffrage movement for positions in the House and Senate. A woman could legally have run for office, though not been able to vote. Yet, the founding fathers included the masuline pronoun "He" in the requirements for President. Even though England had several Queens by this time. A female head of state, would not have been uncommon, nor unheard of to them. I just thought this might be an interesting point to raise.

Sunday, June 20, 2004

Hello faithful readers. First of all, I've been extremely busy the last few weeks, I don't apologize for not posting anything, simply because it was purposeful on my part. I've been really throwing myself into work the last few weeks, much to my detriment, just to avoid thinking about things that seem to keep crossing my mind. I've had an awful lot on my mind the last two weeks, and it's been stuff I can't really do a damn thing about so in a way it's been really foolish. Oh well.

Anyway, nothing deep or insightful today. I am extremely tired. Yesterday, Ben V and myself went over to San Antonio for the graduation party hosted by the Scott clan for their daughter, and our good friend Wendy. Hat's off to the Scott's and Wendy for inviting us, giving us a great excuse to get out of College Station. Honestly, I needed the driving time through the beautiful Texas country roads between here and there. Ben and I talked about a whole slew of stuff and I was able to clear my mind and remind myself about the important things in life.

I will not bore my dear readers with details, but will reccomend to all that they must visit the Flying Saucer Bar in San Antonio. It has USURPED the Fox & Hound as my favorite bar. Thanks to Ben R for being our guide there.

It was a great day and getting home at 3:30 AM in the morning was more than worth it.

So I haven't fallen off the planet, I've just been a little introspective lately and really busy.

Sunday, June 06, 2004

D-Day Plus 60 Years

The 6th of June, 1944 has forever become known to history as D-Day. A simple military term that was used many times in World War II for many operations which simply means what day of the week a military operation begins. It has become forever linked to the largest armada ever assembled, thrown at Hitler’s Fortress Europe to break the Nazi hold, the opening of the Western Front to relieve the pressure placed on the Soviet Union by the Nazi’s. The landing beaches became forever known by names such as Juno, Sword, Gold, Utah and Omaha. It was not just the boys from the United States and Britain who landed at dawn, but also troops from Australia, Belgium, Czechoslovakia, France, Greece, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, and Poland. Total Allie casualties on D-Day are estimated at 10,000 men, this number was no doubt greater. The United States alone reported 1465 dead, 3184 wounded, 1928 missing and 26 captured. The official German casualty number has been placed between 4,000 and 9,000 men.
While I can not begin to imagine the horror and the sacrifice which the events of that day brought forth into the world no matter how many times I watch Saving Private Ryan, Band of Brothers, or The Longest Day, I can safely say that every paratrooper who jumped in behind the German lines, every transport driver, every soldier who waded ashore is a hero to the world. My generation can’t understand fully, we can’t know what it was like to be there, to see friends and comrades just shot to pieces next to us, to scale the cliffs under fire, and to wade ashore as one of the lucky ones who were not taken by the weight of their equipment to a watery grave.
These were men who did not ask why, did not ask for a reason for they already understood. Nazi Germany had conquered Europe, was obsessed with England, and once England was theirs, their sites would shift across the Atlantic. Hitler was not a man of small vision; he wished to see the Third Reich rule the world, with all nations bowing before them in obedience and surrender. The men, who came ashore and dropped from the air, did not seek recognition when they came home, they did not want a fuss made over their deeds, and most importantly they shunned the notion that they were heroes. Almost to a man, they will agree that the true heroes were the boys who never made it home, those who were cut down young in life and never saw their families again, never had the chance to have a family, to take their son or daughter to a ballgame, to just wake up on Saturday and mow the lawn, the men who died were the true heroes to those who returned.
Today we remember that day 60 Years Ago in which the world held its breath and the course of history hung in the balance. A day upon which the fate of millions hung on the actions of a few thousand brave souls crossing the English Channel for a dawn assault upon the coast of France to oppose an evil the likes of which the world had never seen. Failure was not an option. In the end, it marked the turning point in the war in Europe and the beginning of the end for Hitler and the Nazi regime.
Today we remember those brave men who risked and sacrificed so much in the name of liberty and freedom. They did not seek to conquer or gain land; they came to liberate the oppressed peoples of Europe from the clutches of an evil dictator. They eventually ended the death squads, the torture camps, the death camps, and returned the countries they liberated back to the people who lived in them. History has a way of teaching us lessons, which many forget. Let us not forget what transpired 60 years ago today, let us remember the lessons we were taught, let us remember the why and the who equally, and let us never forget.

Saturday, June 05, 2004

Today we mourn the passing of the 40th President of the United States. This afternoon, at the age of 93, President Ronald Reagan died at his home in Bel-Air, California. President Reagan had been battling Alzheimer's for the last ten years and as of late was suffering from pnuemonia. It is with heavy heart that we honor the passing President Reagan. The first President I can remember seeing for I was too young to remember President Carter. It was the policies of President Reagan which aided the fall of communism in Eastern Europe and the former Soviet Union. He was a man of great optimism and strong principles. He was there to comfort a nation after the Challenger disaster on a night he was scheduled to deliever the State of the Union Address. What I will rememeber most, is when he directly addressed the children of America in that speech with these words:
And I want to say something to the schoolchildren of America who were watching the live coverage of the shuttle's takeoff. I know it is hard to understand, but sometimes painful things like this happen. It's all part of the process of exploration and discovery. It's all part of taking a chance and expanding man's horizons. The future doesn't belong to the fainthearted; it belongs to the brave. The Challenger crew was pulling us into the future, and we'll continue to follow them...



Of all his great speeches, of anything I can think of quoting here, I can only find one fitting enough for this day. Twenty years ago, President Reagan stood at Pointe Du Hoc overlooking Normandy on the 40th Annivesary of D-Day and delievered on of the greatest speeches of any President. These words ring true today as we mourn the loss and remember the legacy of a great American:

These are the men who took the cliffs. These are the champions who helped free a continent. These are the heroes who helped end a war.

Gentlemen, I look at you and I think of the words of Stephen Spender's poem. You are men who in your 'lives fought for life...and left the vivid air signed with your honor'...



Ronald Reagan, 40th President of the United States, Dead at the age of 93. Our prayers are with his family.