19 June, 2011
As a rural dweller, I know how difficult it is to teach city folks about rural living, about the wide-open prairies, the proximity to animals, and the beauty of our pristine natural resources.
Unfortunately, many urban children can only see nature on television or in the concrete and iron confines of a local zoo. Children who don't experience the natural environment often don't understand how and why conservation of our precious natural resources affects all of us.
The Fresh Air Fund hosts inner-city children who spend their summer vacations on farms and in rural areas. The fund needs the support of volunteers, host families, and adequate funding to provide a unique and unforgettable experience for urban children.
Remember those lazy days of summer, pickup baseball games, fishing in the creek, and grilled hot dogs eaten in the shade of grandma's giant oak tree? You can share those memories with an inner-city child. Consider donating or volunteering today.
01 April, 2011
24 March, 2011
20 March, 2011
Greed is weak. And greed will be the downfall of the ultra rich. However, the working class must guarantee that politicians will not all the rich to fail and have the negative consequences fall solely on the shoulders of the working class this time.
14 March, 2011
Even when obviously wrong, the banks run away. Backed the wrong horse, eh?
13 March, 2011
12 March, 2011
If you remove from your midst oppression,
false accusation and malicious speech;
If you bestow your bread on the hungry
and satisfy the afflicted;
Then light shall rise for you in the darkness,
and the gloom shall become for you like midday;
Then the LORD will guide you always
and give you plenty even on the parched land.
He will renew your strength,
and you shall be like a watered garden,
like a spring whose water never fails.
The ancient ruins shall be rebuilt for your sake,
and the foundations from ages past you shall raise up;
“Repairer of the breach,” they shall call you,
“Restorer of ruined homesteads.”If you hold back your foot on the sabbath
from following your own pursuits on my holy day;
If you call the sabbath a delight,
and the LORD’s holy day honorable;
If you honor it by not following your ways,
seeking your own interests, or speaking with malice
Then you shall delight in the LORD,
and I will make you ride on the heights of the earth;
I will nourish you with the heritage of Jacob, your father,
for the mouth of the LORD has says the LORD:
Who will take a stand for me against evildoers?
Psalms 94:16 (NIV)
"Thou Shalt have no other gods before Me"
This is the time for all Christians to stand up for truth and justice, to expose those hypochristrians who worship money and power over God.
26 February, 2011
21 February, 2011
America lives because the little masses formed a union against an oppressive king. They did it again in the first half of the 20th century, forming labor unions to protect workers from the Robber Barons, the Trusts, and the monopolies, to force better pay, working conditions, job safety, and to outlaw the abhorrent practice of child slavery.
This week's labor battles in Wisconsin are merely the spark lighting the fuse of worker unrest throughout the country. Working families will no longer be sheep. The plutocrats have unmasked themselves and their true agenda. Do we join Orwell's world, or do we save ourselves?
Mark Sumner writes on the Daily Kos website about the word and the concept of union.
United we stand, divided the Republic falls to plutocracy. Make your stand now or die a slave. History waits.
13 February, 2011
07 February, 2011
24 January, 2011
Right now I am at Cold Stone Creamery enjoying a very rich Oreo cookie filling ice cream with -- you guessed it -- Oreo cookies added in. I reviewed my calendar for tonight and the rest of the week. I noted an upcoming conference in April and emailed myself some notes. I read a book chapter on Kindle for Android. And I downloaded Jewels from the Android market. I looked up game stats as my teenage son continued to agonize over Saturday's disappointing Jayhawk loss at the hands of the Longhorns.
I do miss those reflective moments that have become more illusive. I miss the feel of pen on paper. I miss the temporary suspension of input, those precious minutes needed to interpret and make sense of the daily information overload. I miss looking out the window and not wondering if I am missing an important tweet.
But I refuse to give up Angry Birds.