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Chairty Starts at Home

I like CBS Sunday Morning, but once in a while one of their feel good stories doesn’t make me feel so good. Last week there was the story of a family of rich folks who were feeling a bit guilty about being rich. In the story the yuppie daughter looks out the car window and sees a fancy car on one side and a homeless man on the other. She has the revelation that if only the person driving the fancy car drove a less fancy car, maybe the homeless man could have some of the money.

That sounds like a nice Pay It Forward kind of story, but then it veers off in a direction that pissed me off. Our rich family sells their two million dollar house and gives half the money to a charity doing work in Africa. How, exactly, is that going to help the homeless of Atlanta?

This is one more story about rich people feeling good about themselves and showing what a bunch of swells they are in the process. If you want to sell your house and use the money for the homeless of Atlanta, that would have been a better story. But it doesn’t even say the little rich girl rolled down the window and gave the man five dollars for a happy meal.

Most of the comments on CBS Sunday morning agree with me and many are outraged that these people are making money from book sales and are patting themselves on the back on national television.

It’s a free country and if these people want to give all their money to Africa and live under a bridge themselves, more power to them. But the way the story was setup, they look like a bunch of selfish tools out form their fifteen minutes of fame.


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When I Am Dead My Dearest

by Christina Rossetti

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.


DarkShadowsLP

There was a soap opera called Dark Shadows about a vampire, a werewolf, and a witch or two. It was wonderfully silly stuff and didn’t last too long as far as soap operas go. But it did last long enough to put an LP out and on the LP was the morose werewolf reading When I Am Dead My Dearest. Ah, now that was a great poem. I couldn’t find that track, but I did find this odd little video.

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Hitler-A Man of His Times

hitler obama posterRelax Max has been going on about Hitler recently and pondering the meaning of it all. Hitler has long ago stopped being a person and become a cartoon of himself-the recent Inglorious Basterds giving the old boy what he so richly deserved and the oddly compelling Valkyrie trying to save The Third Reich before it was too late. I also love the many re-dialogues of The Bunker in which Hitler is painted as a Dallas Cowboys fan, among other things.

World War Two was a direct result of the Industrial Revolution, and if it had not been Hitler and company, it would have been Someone else and company. The only reason we are free to talk about these thing today-and not be merely waves of potentiality is that the Nazis and the Japanese didn’t fully understand the power of the Atom. Of course, neither did the Allies, but that didn’t stop them from going ahead and building The Bomb.

It was all about Technology. Machine guns and tanks and jets and rockets and those nifty gadgets that the North and South played around with until they ran out of the will to keep slaughtering each other. Soubriquet makes an excellent point that the Nazis really triumphed through the best Branding Campaign in history. I have always thought the SS uniforms to be among the best in military history, right behind those bright red uniforms the Brits were so found in Victorian times.

I like most of the theories that say there was something physically wrong with Hitler. That he had syphilis or Parkinson’s disease or that he suffered from Asperger syndrome, which would open up a whole world of interesting possibilities. There is also the notion that Hitler began using amphetamines occasionally after 1937 and became addicted to amphetamines after the late summer of 1942. Any of this would mean that Hitler didn’t really live in the same world as those around him.

Adolph Hitler is the textbook example of Evil, but Hitler lived in a time before one man could end the world by himself. We have lived in that happy world since the 1950s, again thanks to Technology. I love technology, but it can be a real bitch.

Joseph Stalin, Chairman Mao, and The Khmer Rouge also have their places of dishonor as far as Death Tolls go. The Khmer Rouge is usually given the dishonor of the highest toll as they are reported to have killed off as much as 25 percent of their country’s population. The Nazi’s only killed off about 7 percent of their populations-though that number was closer to 90 percent for certain Jewish populations.

There are still people that think the Nazis were right and there are still people in Former Soviet Union States that wish the USSR was still around.

Does it matter if Adolph Hitler was just a misunderstood man with a brain that didn’t quite work right? No, it doesn’t. It matters that so many people were willing to do whatever he said anyway.

I tend to like more Science Fictional Hitlers-

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Brokeback Mountain

brokeback-mountainAnnie Proulx wrote The Shipping News, one of my all time favorite novels, and I have not been to impressed with her since. I just watched Brokeback Mountain, set for immortality as one of the few movies that starred Heath Ledger. The movie also has one of the those rare screenplays written by Larry McMurtry of Lonesome Dove fame. The rest of the cast has the usual Hollywood types of Randy Quaid, Anne Hathaway, and Jake Gyllenhaal.

Brokeback Mountain is a gay Same Time Next Year, where two men get together once in a while. They don’t seem to be in love, but they do seem to have a lot violent sex. There are occasional stories in the news about “straight” men who just like to have sex with men once in a while-which means that they are at best bi-sexual and usually just flat out gay. Our heroes here seem to be of the gay passing for straight variety-they both get married and have children during the course of their relationship.

This was an odd movie and not one I liked. It wants to treat homosexuality seriously, but also wants to toss in the occasional trip to Mexico to satisfy an uncontrollable lust. This seemed to be a story all about lust and denies the very existence of love. Even the heroes believe that what they are doing it wrong and irredeemable.

Brokeback Mountain seems to have won the hearts of a great many people, but this story of a couple of two-timing losers didn’t do much for me. Gay or straight, these guys are just white trash with no hope of ever being anything else. Maybe if they had moved to San Fransisco they could have had a sort of normal life, but I doubt it. Location wasn’t really their problem, who they were was their problem.

Brokeback Mountain is one of those Love It or Hate It kind of films. Well, I didn’t love it.

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