Monday, November 28, 2011

is it relevant that he was a Jew in Germany during WW2

There are times that I feel like a raciest, bigot and hater of other people.

The thing is, I feel that particular subjects may not be relevant to your life story.  Or maybe I should correct that, some subjects just seem to overshadow all of the success that a person has.

What has brought this rant on?  I know, kind of lame but ehhh, it is what it is.  I was reading from my Environmental science text book and found a particular line completely out of line.    

The text book has referred to dozens of scientists, activist, and people in general.  The book has something like 8 contributing authors, and all of them actually have impressive bios. 

The one that caught my eye and annoyed me was that the referred to the scientist, DR Levi, as a concentration camp survivor.  The man was a genius, and provided massive amount of insight into the Carbon Cycle and other Chemistry related issues.  However, what does that really have to do with the fact that he was a survivor of a crime agents humanity. Did he stop and think as all his family was literally going up in smoke, hey this is part of the Carbon cycle... Yea, I know tasteless humor.  But can you tell me why they mentioned this in a one sentence introduction when talking about Carbon atoms and Global warming?  

Should people introduce Tom Arnold as a Child Rape survivor, before his acting credentials? 

Should Obama be introduced as a beneficiary of affirmative action before introduced as current leader of the free world?

How about Christina Aguilera's being a survivor of child abuse. 

Opera, and incest. 

My thought is this.  Did he survive the holocaust? Yep, so what.  It makes for a very good biography, and that is where it should stop.  I guess the accomplishments that a person has should overshadow the atrocities they faced growing up.

If I was, let’s say black or Latino or something, and a success.  Would I want someone to accuse me of making it only because I was a minority, and my school was forced to pick me because of that.  Or let’s say I worked for a major corporation, and was promoted to VP of something or another.  Would I want my name plate to read Affirmative action in action…

These things, all are things that happen in life, but not really relevant in most cases.  Seams to me that the only people complaining about Obama and Affirmative action are rich White people.  After all, who started that discussion other then Donald Trump.

The holocaust, rape, molestation, health issues.  

I can tell you it has always annoyed the hell out of me when people have said, oh Dyslexics are often artistic, so that is why you are artistic.  Or people with Bipolar are always so creative.  

Kind of like saying, oh he has autism and that is why he is so good at math. 

Can we not just say, oh he was a good scientist.  She is a talented talk show host.  He was a, well Simi-talented comedian.  Or, they have a talent for math or music.  Let’s focus on the talents, and accomplishments.  And leave the other stuff for parts of their biography.  

I have no idea why it bothers me when I read things like that, or hear them.  They seem so irrelevant to the bigger picture.  He was a good scientist, and a smart person.  He happened to be a Jew living in Germany during WW2. 

This particular text book has become very annoying to me.  I guess I just need something to occupy my mind at 3 in the morning so these things don’t bother me so much.  I also wonder, how many people read these things and then complain about them to themselves for days at a time.  let alone writing a pointless blog about it at 3 in the morning.   

I should write more random rants, so I do not feel so odd when I actually do it.  

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Many thanks.

Yet one more Turkey day came and went.  Well, It hasn't “went” as of yet, but I am writing this before you read it, so I guess the chance is that it has “went” now. 

A lot has been happening, and not much at the same time.  I am happy that at least two of my kids are with me for the holiday, and that my family is in good health. 

I am not a huge fan of holidays, and I like even less the food that is feed to people on thanksgiving.  I know that people get all worked up about turkey, and pie.  I personaly do not fully understand that, as you can eat that stuff all the time.  I mean, go get a turkey in May and eat it then. 

Anyhow, for years I have recommended that my family forget turkey, and try and cook a pig.  Maybe duck, or just good old fashion BBQ.  You can imagine, as I have been wanting to do this since I can remember, the pure excitement when my daughter asked for Ribs for Turkey Day. 

I refuse to force my kids to come to my house.  I know that it is my holiday to have the kids, but they wanted to go to their grandparent’s house.  So, I encouraged it.  I was very happy that two of them at least wanted to come to my house instead. 

Autumn likes ribs, and Shea wanted Pizza.  So this year for thanksgiving we ate BBQ ribs and cheese pizza.  We had stuffing, mashed potatoes, salad, and mountain dew to wash it down. 

Needless to say, It was a good meal.  Not as much food, sense there was just three of us.  But some good food none the less.  

A few pictures to share the day.  Good day, and God bless





I should also mention... Autumn decided that thanksgiving diner should be a finger meal...

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

What if's

I have been in a rather contemplative mode the last few days, you know just thinking about this, thinking about that.  The general theme of my thoughts the last few days have been of “What if”. 

I am not thinking about this subject as a wish that I had done things different, but thinking about situations of life that could be.  What if MS takes me?  What if my kids turn out to be bad kids?  What if my X marries a perfect person?  For that matter, what if I do or don’t. 

The thing is, it has put me in a train of thought that makes me thankful.  I do not wish to think of this as "God has blessed me".  Instead, I am just plain great full that things are the way they are.  I suffer from depression, and it gets real bad at times.  But, in the end I am just happy that things are the way they are. 

My kids are awesome.  As they grow older, the conversations change just a little.  Talking to my kids this weekend made me laugh several times, especially my girls.  My oldest, he is turning 16 this year.  My two young boys are just kids, and they are so full of energy.  I even spent some time with my Niece and Nephew this weekend, and enjoyed that. 

The thing is, thinking about the if’s can be fun.  I am thinking not of the bad ones.  You know, what if my mom died, or dwelling on the what if my X didn't want a divorce so bad.  Those are just plain depressing.  But thinking about what if my kids do great things.  I think of it as a when.  I was thinking the other night about my kids being parents someday.  It was after a bit that I thought, hey weight a second that would make me a grandfather.  I thought that train of thought was funny. 

But, the point of all of these thoughts was simple.  I was trying to think of things that I am looking forward to.  I haven’t really looked forward to much this last year or so.  Nothing really stands out as something to get excited about.  But I have been finding them.   I want to hear the story’s my kids will tell me about their first dates.  I want to hear the story’s about job interviews, and failed romances.  I want them to enjoy life, and share it with me.  I even want to hear from my X about when she meets someone.  I so want her to be happy in life as much as I want the kids to be happy. 

I like a good story.  I like to hear how things turn out.  I like to think about the ifs of life.  Sad, or happy, they are all part of the story of our lives.  We can all sit around telling sad stories, and sit around telling happy stories.  Life is great; I just sometimes need to remind myself that. 

I am now, going to go play my trumpet.  What if I could play real good… When I get done, I will go to the gym.  What if I actually get in shape.  When I get home, I will do school work.  What if I do get a good job?  
After that, I will write for a bit.  What if I do publish?  Someday, I will find someone who wants me for me.  The truth.  When, not if.  

Thursday, November 3, 2011

The things people say

I can probably be fired for this, but I write as a means of venting my anger and frustration.  These is a collection of comments that people have made to me, or about me.  All from my residents.  Direct quotes or close to…

“You’re a stingy, stingy, stingy man”   
    
“I need a gentlemen to do the things a gentlemen does”…”He must be a christen, I personally don’t go to church, but he must”

“Hey ben, don’t bend over ben”

“I am really smart, I was tested in high school and my IQ was in the high 80’s”

“I am going to join the reserves, and then I am going to buy a hummer, hummers are bigger then Jeeps you know”

“you cannot help it, your not a women, your brain isn’t wired right.  Men cannot multi task, but that is in material….. You know what, you suck.  You just suck, and you cannot help it”

“this is a free country, I have freedom of speech, I can say whatever I want…. You cannot say that to me”

“I had about a dozen kids over at my house, all under 14.  They used my pot, and drank all of my beer.  I reported myself to the police because I am a mandatory reporter”

“He told me to get out, unnecessary words proving he doesn’t know how to keep his cool”

“I believe he has a serious power/control and anger problem, I spent many years studying the psychology of the human mind and I feel I am qualified to make this judgment”

“Benjamin Crane is not only an insecure man, but suffers from a severe inferiority complex”

“Women have very very very long memory’s”

I could go on.  But, then I would start laughing out loud.  That isn't healthy when you are in a quit room all by yourself...