Thanksgiving Reflection

I find myself in an interesting place this Thanksgiving, and for a number of reasons I am deeply reflective. Some of it is just life: work, family, being 40. I find that I've done a lot of striving, reaching for things based on my own search for significance. And while I don't often fall into the trap of over-estimating my worth, I do sometimes under-estimate it to a certain degree. What I still seek to perfect, however, is that balanced, objective measure of myself.

Romans 12:3 says: “For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you.” 2nd Corinthians 13:5 says: “Test yourselves to see if you are in the faith; examine yourselves! Or do you not recognize this about yourselves, that Jesus Christ is in you – unless indeed you fail the test?”

Romans 12 (3:4-8) goes on to say: “Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man's gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith. If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach; if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him govern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully.”

I am frequently reminded of my own need for a sober examination of mind and heart, in the context of what I am called to be and the person I aspire to be in the faith. This examination is essential as we journey through the process of sanctification, a journey that we each must take as we grow ever more closer to conforming to the image of Christ. It matters not whether it compares to the journey or experiences of another. It is the insight and wisdom we gain through this journey that matters, as it is the work of God in us. To the extent that what we experience and learn inspires or educates others, that is the seed and the fruit that comes from the testimony of the Holy Spirit’s work in us. It is really a remarkable thing, actually, that our journey toward the fullness of Christ – through all our struggles and our humanity – becomes the transformative work that lights the way for others to see the Truth.

In Matthew Henry’s commentary on the Romans 12:3-8 passage, he wrote: “Whatever our gifts or situations may be, let us try to employ ourselves humbly, diligently, cheerfully, and in simplicity; not seeking our own credit or profit, but the good of many, for this world and that which is to come.”

I like those words. But I have to almost daily remind myself of their importance.

What does this have to do with Thanksgiving? It is a fair question. I suppose it is simply this: I indeed have much to be thankful for - more blessings than I can count - and I have been given much. What better way to honor such blessings, such gifts, than to endeavor to live a life that seeks not selfish gain, but rather seeks something greater - fruit that others may enjoy, fruit that will last (John 15:16).

Food for thought. Happy Thanksgiving!

Three Cheers for Nordstrom!

Contrary to popular belief amongst people who know me, I'm not all Bah Humbug at Christmas time. This post, however, will do nothing to dispell that myth. Knowing that people close to me are going to have to work Thanksgiving simply because their employers insist in getting a head start on Black Friday, I find this pleasantly refreshing:

As more and more stores give into the Christmas Creep, putting trees and wreaths out on the sales floor as early as June and July, Nordstrom continues to buck the trend — not only refusing to put up holiday decorations before Thanksgiving, but also letting the world know about it.

On the doors to their stores, Nordstrom has posted signs like the following:

In case you can't read the text, it says: "We won't be decking our halls until Friday, November 25. Why? We just like the idea of celebrating one holiday at a time. Our stores will be closed on Thursday for Thanksgiving festivities. On Friday, our doors will open to ring in the new season in style. From our family to yours, Happy Thanksgiving."

Refreshing indeed! Of course, I do wonder ... just because the stores are closed doesn't mean employees are off Thanksgiving. I presume some will have to show up to put out the holiday gear by opening on Friday. Oh well, it was a nice thought anyway.

Maryland Sunset

The view out my hotel window at the end of this beautiful fall day ...


The camera phone simply does not do the color justice. Praying for a good week.

Veterans Day 2011

Events move around us at the speed of life, leaving us at times breathless and at times restless. So it is now, and so it is always. Perhaps as a consequence of this pace - or as a consequence of our nature - we sometimes fail to remember deeds done before that allow us to continue the standard of living we have today. We sometimes fail to remember deeds done now by those who treasure a nation and a home that even today stands as a beacon of hope.

From its inception 92 years ago, Veterans Day (known then as Armistice Day) has been an occasion for many words, sometimes written, sometimes spoken. It is to just some of these words I turn today, as I reflect on the service of many for the sake of us all:

"But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.” - Abraham Lincoln, Gettysburg Address

“This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.” - Elmer Davis

“In the beginning of a change, the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot.” - Mark Twain

“Moral courage is the most valuable and usually the most absent characteristic in men.” - Gen George S. Patton

“It is easy to take liberty for granted, when you have never had it taken from you.” - Unknown

“For it has been said so truthfully that it is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press. It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech. It is the soldier, not the agitator, who has given us the freedom to protest. It is the soldier who salutes the flag, serves beneath the flag, whose coffin is draped by the flag, who gives that protester the freedom to abuse and burn that flag.” - Georgia Senator Zell Miller

The above are but a small few, but I close this post with the following from Ronald Reagan's 1985 Veterans Day speech at Arlington National Cemetery (emphasis mine):

Peace fails when we forget what we stand for. It fails when we forget that our Republic is based on firm principles, principles that have real meaning, that with them, we are the last, best hope of man on Earth; without them, we're little more than the crust of a continent. Peace also fails when we forget to bring to the bargaining table God’s first intellectual gift to man: common sense. Common sense gives us a realistic knowledge of human beings and how they think, how they live in the world, what motivates them. Common sense tells us that man has magic in him, but also clay. Common sense can tell the difference between right and wrong. Common sense forgives error, but it always recognizes it to be error first.

We endanger the peace and confuse all issues when we obscure the truth; when we refuse to name an act for what it is; when we refuse to see the obvious and seek safety in Almighty. Peace is only maintained and won by those who have clear eyes and brave minds. Peace is imperiled when we forget to try for agreements and settlements and treaties; when we forget to hold out our hands and strive; when we forget that God gave us talents to use in securing the ends He desires. Peace fails when we forget that agreements, once made, cannot be broken without a price.

Each new day carries within it the potential for breakthroughs, for progress. Each new day bursts with possibilities. And so, hope is realistic and despair a pointless little sin. And peace fails when we forget to pray to the source of all peace and life and happiness. I think sometimes of General Matthew Ridgeway, who, the night before D-day, tossed sleepless on his cot and talked to the Lord and listened for the promise that God made to Joshua: “I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.”

We're surrounded today by the dead of our wars. We owe them a debt we can never repay. All we can do is remember them and what they did and why they had to be brave for us. All we can do is try to see that other young men never have to join them. Today, as never before, we must pledge to remember the things that will continue the peace. Today, as never before, we must pray for God's help in broadening and deepening the peace we enjoy. Let us pray for freedom and justice and a more stable world. And let us make a compact today with the dead, a promise in the words for which General Ridgeway listened, “I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.”

May God bless you today as you take time to remember and honor those who protect what we are from enemies without, and enemies within.

RIP Bil Keane

Last link of the lunch break brought me this news. Bil Keane, creator of the Family Circus comic strip, has passed away at the age of 89.

I often copy down my favorite panels. The one below I feel is most appropriate. Thanks for all the smiles, Mr. Keane.

Wait, I Thought They Were "Holiday Trees"

With all of the other events in the news, you might not know it, but Christmas trees are all the rage. First, from the files of political correctness, I bring you the Wisconsin governor:

On Monday, Walker decided that he wanted to shake things up a bit. Rather than following recent tradition and referring to the (Christmas) tree that is placed in the Wisconsin’s Capitol Rotunda as a “holiday tree,” he’s changing course. For the past 25 years, lawmakers have referred to the evergreen that is decorated with ornaments and a star with this benign, uncategorized reference. Now, Walker plans to, once again, call the tree what it is — a Christmas tree.

But when asked, spokesman Cullen Werwei confirmed that the decision was intentional. “It’s a Christmas tree,” Werwei said. “In all honesty, I don’t know what more to say about it.” In the Charleston Daily Mail, Don Surber echoed this sentiment, writing, “Republican Governor Scott Walker of Wisconsin just ended 25 years of stupidity.”

Yet ironically, not even the federal government seems all that bent out of shape in calling a Christmas Tree a Christmas Tree. From the "I want a taxpayer subsidized government job in marketing holiday wares" category:

In the Federal Register of November 8, 2011, Acting Administrator of Agricultural Marketing David R. Shipman announced that the Secretary of Agriculture will appoint a Christmas Tree Promotion Board. The purpose of the Board is to run a “program of promotion, research, evaluation, and information designed to strengthen the Christmas tree industry’s position in the marketplace; maintain and expend existing markets for Christmas trees; and to carry out programs, plans, and projects designed to provide maximum benefits to the Christmas tree industry” (7 CFR 1214.46(n)). And the program of “information” is to include efforts to “enhance the image of Christmas trees and the Christmas tree industry in the United States” (7 CFR 1214.10).

To pay for the new Federal Christmas tree image improvement and marketing program, the Department of Agriculture imposed a 15-cent fee on all sales of fresh Christmas trees by sellers of more than 500 trees per year (7 CFR 1214.52). And, of course, the Christmas tree sellers are free to pass along the 15-cent Federal fee to consumers who buy their Christmas trees.

Strengthen the Christmas tree industry's position in the market? What, there's competition? Must be the artificial tree market. Taxing real trees in an effort to get people to buy real trees seems like a winner to me. Yeah, that'll work.

Furthermore, if the federal government officially recognizes the evergreen on display in November and December as a Christmas tree, then once and for all can we not dispense with the whole "holiday tree" nonsense? Fred Gailey, call your office.

Ah yes, Christmas is in the air.

UPDATE: Within two hours of my post, the Obama administration elects to delay the dreaded Christmas tree tax.

Intentionally Untitled

Try as I might, I simply cannot decide on a title for this post. So let's just put that aside, and allow me to relate an experience I had yesterday morning on the way to work.

I live outside the city proper, so the morning commute to get my kids to school and myself to work is a 40 minute routine, on average. Yesterday however, traffic flow over the mountain and into town was abnormally slow. Usually, that means an accident up on or near where the interstate starts. Checking my watch, I knew I had time, provided we at least kept moving. Still, I found myself feeling a little grumpy at the delay, but with my kids in the car, I kept my thoughts to myself.

After reaching the high point, I was able to look down and see the flashing lights down on the left hand side, at the point where the interstate moves to its upraised segment. As we crawled ever so closer, I couldn't see any evidence of a pile up, or a stalled vehicle. Just a solitary police car, parked on the narrow shoulder and jutting out slightly into the traffic lane. In my mind, I'm trying to figure out all the standard scenarios. And I was puzzled, because the officer was the only one on the scene, and he was partially blocking traffic. Why didn't he just go ahead and move out of the way? He's obviously doing his job, but he is also creating a traffic hazard.

As I'm already locked in the left lane, I figure there's not much I can do but wait it out. When I finally came up alongside the police car, I still didn't see anything. And then I did, and I'm not sure I can completely explain what happened next.

About five feet in front of the officer's car, laying down next to the median barrier, was a dog. He was panting a bit, head erect, and clearly frightened. I could not tell if he was injured, and as I drove by, I fixed my eyes upon him for just an additional moment in my side mirror. Then I had to move on, as the traffic had picked up the pace past the cop, past the dog.

But throughout the rest of the commute, my mind just kept replaying the image of what I had just seen. That the dog was alive at all was a miracle in itself, for where he was, there really was nowhere for him to go. He was trapped by the traffic, by the side walls of the road itself. How did he get there? Who did he belong to? What was going to happen to him? It was further a wonder that the dog stayed put, as one can only imagine the impact to both him and morning commuters had he darted out again into the road.

Then my thoughts settled on the police officer, and suddenly I found myself fighting a wave of deep-seated emotion that nearly engulfed me. This officer could have easily driven by and ignored the plight of this poor animal. Most people probably would have. Yet he parked there, providing a shield of protection around the dog, protecting him as best he could from the heavy flow of traffic and the possibility of further injury or death, presumably waiting for the arrival of animal control or some other rescue. All these thoughts and emotions, as one who has been sheltered, as one who has tried to shelter … this scene was such a poignant and living metaphor in so many ways … I find it hard to speak of it out loud. I've only told the story twice, and each time struggled to get through it.

I don't know what happened to the dog, and there's no way I'll ever know. But I won't forget what I saw, and I won't forget what I felt. It's given me a lot to think about.

Autumn Leaves

We've had a lovely streak of beautiful weather the past several days here in North Alabama, filled with blue skies, turning leaves, mid-30's at night warming to upper 60's during the day. Indeed, the air has been simply refreshing. Aside from the complete beatdown of my Auburn Tigers at the hands of LSU, it was a very nice and productive weekend. Coming back to the office today, well as I said, it was a good weekend.

Working outside yesterday, the autumn leaves fell all around me and brought immediately to mind the video clip below, that I had seen online only the day before. Consider it fodder for a light-hearted start to a busy week:


(h/t: Dave Carter)

Occupy Movement: Marshaling Their Forces

I suggested in a previous post that the fledging Occupy Movement was unlikely to have long-term staying power, as I believed it to be a marginal activist demonstration. I may be mistaken. Left to its own devices, not to mention the coming of winter, it likely would have puttered out. But according to the Washington Post today, the activists are marshaling their forces and making alliances - with the large labor unions:

Labor groups are mobilizing to provide office space, meeting rooms, photocopying services, legal help, food and other necessities to the protesters. The support is lending some institutional heft to a movement that has prided itself on its freewheeling, non-institutional character.

And in return, Occupy activists are pitching in to help unions ratchet up action against several New York firms involved in labor disputes with workers.

And apparently, they feel that they have much to offer each other:

“Our members have been trying to have this discussion about Wall Street and the economy for a long time,” AFL-CIO President Richard Trumka said in an interview. “This movement is providing us the vehicle.”

...

“We’re hoping this will inspire them to take on more militant tactics,” said Jackie DiSalvo, an Occupy Wall Street organizer who has been coordinating with labor. “The fact that they’re willing to support more militant tactics might mean that they’re willing to start doing more.”

...

“Now is this rare opportunity for labor unions, and especially the union leadership, to take some pointers,” Ide said, adding that unions should consider the civil-disobedience approach taken by Occupy demonstrations. “The whole Zuccotti Park thing is quasi-legal,” he said. “Unions, we have to obey the law. But sometimes it’s time to think outside the box.”

Both groups operate under the notion that the taxpayers and the wealthy owe them something. Again, it is about the attitude of entitlement. Frankly, I am a little surprised at just how transparent and forthcoming some of the quotes in this article actually are: "militant", "civil disobedience", "outside the box" [meaning outside the law].

So where do things go from here? One possibility is that this alliance will backfire and further reduce the standing of each entity in the public eye as the protests become more disruptive to people's lives. I also believe that we may be in for at least 12-14 months of civil and economic disruption, to include rioting and violence all the way through and past next year's presidential election.

I wasn't alive during the 60's to witness the great generational period of unrest America experienced. But the chances are increasing that history is about to repeat itself.

My fear is this: How will the nation respond when (or if) the Occupy Movement and the unions eventually resort to lawbreaking and violence?

And you thought our country was divided before.

Quandry

The 2011 edition of the World Series starts tonight, featuring the National League Wild-Card St. Louis Cardinals against the A.L. West Division Champion Texas Rangers.

I'm a Cubs guy, through and through. Which means it goes against my very nature to pull for the Cardinals. But I am also a National League guy, and thus I am disinclined to pull for the Rangers.

If it weren't St. Louis, I could probably find a way to be impartial and just enjoy the series. Or I suppose I could just ignore it and watch football.

Cards vs. Rangers. This is a quandry I cannot resolve.

Carina, Carina

Simply beautiful. Another stunning image from NASA's Chandra X-Ray Observatory. According to the image caption, the Carina Nebula is "a star-forming region in the Sagittarius-Carina arm of the Milky Way that is 7,500 light years from Earth." The Observatory has detected more than 14,000 stars in that particular region. Click image to enlarge.

National Entropy

"It is a wise man who plants a tree under the shade of which he knows he will never sit."

I came across the above quote in an article published months ago in ESPN Magazine about the poisoned trees on Toomer's Corner in Auburn. I've tried to hunt down its origins, but so far I have only found non-authoritative sources suggesting that it comes from a Greek proverb.

The figurative notion it conveys is nothing new, and is one that applies in so many of life's active arenas. It is a matter of generational legacy: what values, what faith, what freedom, what ideals are we passing down to our children? Is the foundation eroding underneath us inevitable, can it be prevented, and do we even care? As a society, there's plenty of doom and gloom to go around, and it seems certain that tomorrow will look different from today even as much as today is far different from yesterday. It takes focused, controlled energy to counter entropy. In physics, disorder is more probable than order. Time will tell if this is true of us as a nation as well.

Protesters Stand with Jesus?

To be honest, I haven't given much thought to this so-called protest movement called Occupy Wall Street. To me, it just seems to be another flavor-of-the-month rally that attracts mostly those who want to rail against capitalism, rich people, and government. In the past, such protests usually include elements and/or organizations with Marxist or socialist agendas, and thus are typically less likely to include those who truly hail from freedom-loving America. Generally speaking, folks have the right to protest in the name of whatever they choose, and whether I agree with them or not, I can live and let live.

But there are those who, if you'll pardon the irony, try to capitalize on the opportunity presented when a bunch of easily impressionable people take to the streets to protest. Far too many of these protesters are out there, without any reason or principle driving them other than it seems like a cool thing to do. These people rail on about things they don't understand, chanting phrases and slogans from the 60's, and issuing demands for whatever it is they feel entitled to. And that is the essential element: entitlement. Demands for free college education, demands for jobs, demands for free health insurance, demands to tax the rich guy, demands for fairness; all these are ripe for manipulation by socialists and Marxists. The political left considers Occupy Wall Street a legitimate uprising, while the Tea Party (which has been far more demonstrably civil and representative, in my opinion, of the American middle) is labeled as extremist. But again, if people want to be pawns, that's their choice. Live and let live.

Where I do get some heartburn, however, is when those elements of the Church who lean heavily on liberation theology attempt to imply that protest movements like Occupy Wall Street "stand with Jesus." Jim Wallis, posting at Sojourners, serves as an example. (Sojourners is a publication group formed in 1971 to "articulate the biblical call to social justice, inspiring hope and building a movement to transform individuals, communities, the church, and the world." I read their material every now and then, although I rarely find myself in full agreement.)

In a recent post, Mr. Wallis wrote the following:

We will likely see images and hear things from Occupy Wall Street demonstrators that will offend us and some that will inspire.

We’ll hear demands that we agree with and some that we don’t.

And that’s OK.

The Occupy Wall Street protests make some people nervous, while others scratch their heads, and more than a few grab their sleeping bags and join in.

There is a lot of speculation as to who the "Occupiers" are and what they might accomplish. There is much I still don’t know about the movement, but undeniably it has caught the imagination of a generation -- and that matters.

Here are a few things I do know about the Occupy Wall Street protesters:

When they stand with the poor, they stand with Jesus.

When they stand with the hungry, they stand with Jesus.

When they stand for those without a job or a home, they stand with Jesus.

When they are peaceful, nonviolent, and love their neighbors (even the ones they don’t agree with and who don’t agree with them), they are walking as Jesus walked.

When they talk about holding banks and corporations accountable, they sound like Jesus and the biblical prophets before him, who all spoke about holding the wealthy and powerful accountable.

Pray for those out on the streets.

Where to begin? First, Jesus did not come to this planet to provide a path to social justice. He came to save sinners from eternal separation from God Almighty, to provide a path to redemption and sanctification and everlasting life. Jesus did not take to the streets to protest governments, or demand entitlements from Rome for His chosen people, Israel. There is only one type of person who can "stand with Jesus" - the one who professes Jesus Christ as Lord, descended from Heaven, risen from the dead.

The one who "stands with the poor" does not necessarily stand with Jesus. What good does it do for us to take to the streets with our wallets, our cars parked in a paid parking deck, cellphones logged into Twitter, demanding that the rich and powerful provide for the poor? Would it not be better to serve quietly, where the truly poor are, be it through ministries in the church or local charities? You are not likely to find the "poor" online and following social media on their cell phones.

The one who "stands with the hungry" does not necessarily stand with Jesus. Mr. Wallis suggests that we the Church should go out to the streets, visit with the protesters, and take THEM food. Are you kidding me? You want to stand with the hungry, then feed those that are truly starving. That is one of the more important roles of the Church - it does little good for us to take to the streets and demand that the government or the rich feed the hungry. If you have means, and passion to serve, work through your church and just do it. Standing on Wall Street holding a sign does absolutely nothing for the hungry.

The one who "stands for those without a job or a home" does not necessarily stand with Jesus. We are entitled to nothing in this world. Nothing. Neither the rich nor the government owes us anything. At all. In economic hard times, people lose jobs and sometimes lose their homes. It can indeed be tragic. But sitting on the street demanding that the rich and the government give people jobs and homes accomplishes nothing. Can the church help those who are unemployed and homeless? Of course we can. But we would be better served - and blessed - if we actually helped them, as opposed to protesting as if the world owed us something. Because the world owes us nothing - and if you haven't figured that out yet, it is time to grow up.

As far as Mr. Wallis' comment about those that are "peaceful, nonviolent, and love their neighbors," guess what, I don't have much argument with that. But to walk as Jesus walked takes more than being civil and kind to others: Philippians 2:1-11.

But then he says that those who "talk about holding banks and corporations accountable, they sound like Jesus," he loses me again. Jesus and the prophets did not talk about holding the wealthy and powerful accountable - not in the sense that Mr. Wallis claims. Everything Jesus preached on this matter had to do with 1) the individual's tendency to place greater value in material things than in spiritual things, and 2) taking issue with the teachers of the law, the religious leaders of Judaism who had been corrupted by power and money. Jesus did not rail against the Romans - although many among Jesus' followers desperately wanted him to lead a protest-based rebellion against Rome. What Mr. Wallis ascribes to Jesus is precisely what Jesus did not do. Jesus did not call for the wealthy and powerful to be accountable to the people. He called them - and all of us - to be accountable to God. Jesus was there to save men's souls - not to foment a populist rebellion or to establish an earthly kingdom that provided material equality and benefits and justice to everyone. Such a kingdom is one made in man's image, not one that proceeds from the throne of Heaven.

Perhaps there are pockets of people on these streets who are truly gathered in Jesus' name. And if so, without doubt the Holy Spirit would be present. But to ascribe alignment to Christ by those who may not acknowledge His Name, but who only profess to "stand" with the poor, hungry and jobless is false. This doesn't necessarily make them bad people, nor does it make their ideals suspect. Anybody can be good and stand for good things. But standing for good things doesn't equate to standing with Christ. It very much comes down to motive, and I know for certain that I can claim no special knowledge to what drives these people to these protests. But as 1 Samuel 16:7 says, "… for God sees not as man sees, for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart."

With apologies to Mr. Wallis, standing with Christ is a far higher, and a far more transformative standard than what his observations suggest.

Best Decision I Ever Made

I have made countless decisions in my life and my work, some of them big and many of them small. Some of those decisions turned out well, others not so well. But one of those choices stands out heads above the rest.

Twenty years ago this week, I fell in love with my best friend. The emotion and experience caught me off guard at the time, but set the stage for a relationship that in so many ways has helped shape who I am and what I am meant to be. That the Lord brought us together in marriage is a marvel and a joy that still stands so many years later.

She is my best friend, mother to my children, my partner in faith and in life, and in so many ways completes and balances me. We have been together now for half of my life, and I have the better end of the deal.

I'm not usually into marquee proposals or valentine billboards, and in some ways this blog post might be construed as such. But every now and then, something more than a private, personal declaration is warranted.

Twenty years, and we've barely scratched the surface of our future. I can't wait to see what's in store.

All my love is yours, Janet. The next Taco Bell meal is on me.

Asthmatic Rant - The Idiotic Regulation of Inhalers

This actually all started a few years ago, when the environmental lobby successfully convinced Washington that all forms of chlorofluorocarbons (CFCs) are horribly, terribly bad for the atmosphere and the environment. CFCs, a common propellant that was used in aerosol based spray products, are supposedly a danger to the Earth's ozone layer. Mind you, if all the people of the world stood outside and sprayed every can of every sort up into the air, it would never rise high enough into the atmosphere to ever even dent the ozone layer. I will allow that potentially, of course, if vast amounts of CFCs were injected high enough, perhaps some minor degradation could occur (based on the chemistry and science only tested in a laboratory environment). At any rate, the FDA decided that not only are aerosol cans a dire threat to our world, but small, compact CFC based asthma inhalers are too.

I am an asthmatic. Have been since I was 10 years old. I have had prescription-only, fast-acting inhalers by my side ever since. Fortunately with age, my asthma has eased to primarily a seasonal nuisance, but I still never go anywhere without an inhaler. For the past few years, I've had to use an "environmentally safe" inhaler that costs more and doesn't work nearly as well (it takes more puffs to get sufficient medicine into my lungs). Tell me, can anyone seriously or honestly believe that any puff I take out of a CFC based inhaler is 1) going to end up in the atmosphere instead of my lungs, or 2) that there's enough of it that might escape high enough to do any sort of measurable damage to the environment? Horse-puckey. I don't buy it. At all.

It's too late now, of course. I suppose we ought to be glad they didn't ban inhalers entirely. The environmentalists have won this battle, and the pharmaceuticals are either just passing down the cost of increased regulation to the patient or increasing their profit. I don't know which, and I don't care.

To the environmentalists: Stay out of my medicine cabinet and let me breathe.

Boatlift - Manhattan 9/11

A fellow member over at Ricochet posted this today, a powerful and moving story that you may have never heard - the boatlift evacuation of Manhattan on 9/11. There are many untold stories of that fateful day, but this one deserves to be spread far and wide.


(h/t: Aaron Miller)

Look Out Above

2011 has certainly been anything but uneventful. We've had record snowfall and tornados. We've had hurricanes and floods. We've had earthquakes and wildfires. Now, the sky is falling:

NASA space junk experts have refined the forecast for the anticipated death plunge of a giant satellite, with the U.S. space agency now predicting the 6 1/2-ton climate probe will plummet to Earth around Sept. 23, a day earlier than previously reported.

The defunct bus-size spacecraft is NASA's Upper Atmospheric Research Satellite (UARS), which launched in 1991 and was shut down in 2005 after completing its mission. The satellite was expected to fall to Earth sometime this year, with experts initially pegging a weeks-long window between late September and early October, then narrowing it to the last week of this month.

While NASA expects much of it to disintegrate upon re-entry, as many as 26 large pieces are expected to survive and make impact with the surface of the planet. With any luck, the satellite formerly known as UARS will fall into the ocean. However, there is a 1-in-3200 chance of debris hitting a person on the ground. And although experts assure us that these are "extremely remote" odds, it would be nice if there were just a few more zeros at the end of that 3200 number. As a point of fact however, when Skylab fell in 1979, the odds of it hitting anyone was 1-in-152. NASA and JSOC (Joint Space Operations Center) won't know for sure where until just 2 hours before reentry.

So while you are going about your week, worrying about the economy, the Middle East, or the performance of your favorite college football team, you might want to look out above.

10 Years Later

Remarkably, I'm not sure I have much to say on this 10th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks that brought down the World Trade Center in New York and tore a hole in the side of the Pentagon. Retrospective pieces abound both on the internet and on TV, but I have mostly chosen to steer away from many of these. However, I did watch the National Geographic special on 9/11, in particular the interview of President George W. Bush on his recollection of that fateful day.

A few items did catch my attention, though, including this article in the Washington Post about a couple of F-16 pilots sent off to stop United 93 - on unarmed planes. The most interesting find to me was the release of recently declassified audio associated with a Rutgers Law Review study that recreated and analyzed the operational facts of the FAA and NORAD response to the attacks. From the preface:

Team 8 of the National Commission on Terrorist Attacks Upon the United States has determined the operational facts of the Federal Aviation Administration’s (FAA) and North American Aerospace Defense Command’s (NORAD) response to [the] September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks, as reconstructed from primary sources such as logs, tape recordings, transcripts and radar data, and corroborated in interviews with key personnel involved. Set forth in this monograph is the definitive account concerning when and how the FAA gained situational awareness that each of the four commercial aircraft was hijacked by terrorists on the morning of 9/11, when and how the FAA notified the military about each of the hijacked aircraft, and when and how the military responded.

From a historical standpoint, I found the report and the audio extremely informative, and more than enough to bring back the chaos and uncertainty of that morning - a dynamic that quite a few of these 10th anniversary retrospectives seem to gloss over. From an emotional standpoint, well, we'll just leave that there for now.

In memory of those we lost, in honor of those who responded, and in gratitude to those who serve on the front lines today I simply say: God bless you, and God bless the United States of America.

Classic Reagan

Ok, I suppose I ought to offer a mea culpa for this, especially after my post yesterday on civility in political discourse. But the truth is, I have a low tolerance for hecklers who claim to stand on First Amendment rights for the purpose of disrupting orderly presentations, speeches and forums. Hecklers by definition are anti-civil in both motive and method. For whatever reason, they are often tolerated today until removed by security.

Perhaps that is the reason that I find the clip below so refreshing and hilarious at the same time. I imagine only Reagan could get away with this of course. But it echoes my sentiments exactly.


(h/t: Claire Berlinksi, Ricochet)

Civility Doesn't Sell

Try as I might, I just cannot bring myself to focus my limited time and mental facilities to blogging about politics. I first seriously began paying attention to the machinations of our governing class in 1991, largely because the 1992 presidential cycle represented my first opportunity to vote (I was only 17 in the 1988 cycle). For the last two decades, I've grown up some and learned that many in the political class are nowhere near as honorable as the institution they purport to serve. I am first a fiscal conservative, laced with a strong proclivity toward social conservatism that is yet limited by a streak of libertarian thought. I pledge allegiance to no party, although my leanings are pretty obvious.

The headlines are filled with economic, political and social drama - much of it manufactured to maintain the information industry that has grown exponentially these last 20 years. Buried underneath this noise are real issues, real crises that are lost in the over-the-top outrageous outrage being perpetrated by those both in front and behind the cameras. There are no rules being followed in our national discourse. The age of civility, if there was ever truly such a thing, no longer exists. Extreme language and metaphor is now the norm. Jimmy Hoffa, Jr. calls for an army of union workers to go to war against the Tea Party, and gets a presidential pass for it. A one-time Republican candidate uses a hunting metaphor and gets the party raked over the coals for weeks and is accused of promoting political violence. And they all by and large get a pass from the general public, because among the masses, the rhetoric is just as extreme - just look at any message board, or comments below online articles.

This phenomenon is not limited to politics. You find it in the entertainment industry, major sports, and shockingly even in some religious circles. Fans and participants alike have all been conditioned to accept the use of such extreme rhetoric, and to expect it. Civil and polite discourse is ignored, perhaps because the tone and vocabulary used fails to cut through the cacophony of rage, malice and bile. Sometimes I can only shake my head and wonder. The Vandals aren't at the gate; they are already among us - and I fear that in many cases, they are us.

I'd like to believe that there is hope that we can rescue ourselves from further depravity and baseness. Yet as I look out upon the landscape of our society, with my limited view and even more limited understanding, it is hard to see people lifting themselves out of the mosh pit of rhetorical decadence. The information and entertainment industries have no interest in slowing the trend either, for one obvious reason.

In the 21st century America, civility doesn't sell.