The Bill of Rights

Hot damn! When I read of Mark Steyn's troubles in Canada and now Brigit Bardot's prosecution I thank whatever gods may be for the Bill of rights. We live in a country in which we are allowed to criticise our leadership in any way we choose. We can criticise other religions other countries the loyal (and often disloyal) opposition with no real fear of government reprisal. Our only legitimate fear in exercising our right to free speech is that some fanatic will personally attack. For this contingency we have the second amendment.

The Static Var Compensator

This is where I have been spending my time.

I'll be back

I've been gone from the ether-universe a few days working 13 hour days helping commission a 15 million piece of electrical equipment. I will have thoughts on this and even a few pictures later, when I have time to write.

BOYCOTT ABSOLUT

This is the first installment in what is to be a continuing series:

This Irks Me

I have been reading lately about a high school boy who incurred the wrath of school officials after taking his home made Taser to school. One can not make your own Taser than one can make your own Coca Cola or your own Ford Mustang. Taser is a registered trademark of Taser International. The device this boy made is a crude relatively ineffective stun gun. Check out real Taser products at Taser.com
In the interest of full disclosure; I do have a financial interest in Taser International.

Today, as I write, I am listening to Nick Cave's CD "Dig Lazarus Dig" as my educated wife is pointing out literary references contained therein. A great work from a smart creative man.

This man is so deep. He has all the depth of a pop star or a sports "hero". "Yes we can", "Change we can believe in" "I like turtles"

One recent poem

Five Early Journeys

barefoot this morning
I thought I saw a
snake on my path
but
it was a stick
I am glad I wasn’t bitten


sliver moon dawn
moon rise
I will see
you again new
at dusk
penumbra


I search dawn
dark sky
this morning you
were not there
tonight I look west



I step to my porch
first dawn glow
bougainvillea flit on the sidewalk



hour of indecision
is it night or morning
café stool forces a choice
bird perch
or slump
no in between

I can never remember; Is life serious and art fun or is art serious and life fun? Is life art or art life? I think art is art and fun is fun.

At Last!

Please allow me to introduce myself... I'm a man of moderate wealth and dubious taste. I follow politics the way many men follow sports. Because I sort through available facts,(current events, history and science) I favor the conservative side of the game. I realize there are many smarter people than me who disagree with me ergo I am ready to listen, ready to learn.

And so, I welcome myself to the blogisphere. More to follow