Thursday, February 22, 2007

Wisdom from the Deep


I just finished reading a book for the third time. Which I shouldn’t have really done since I’m supposed to be reading Ivanhoe for my book club, but… what cha’ gonna do?
The book is Shadow Divers by Robert Kurson. It’s about a couple of deep wreck divers (John Chatterton and Richie Kohler) that find a World War II U-Boat off the coast of New Jersey.
Anyway, I wrote about it before, but this time a few things that John Chatterton believes really stuck out in my mind. It’s kind of his philosophy about deep wreck diving, but I think that it can apply to just about any endeavor that we shallow water folk take on.

“If an undertaking were easy, somebody else would have already done it.”

“If you follow in another’s footsteps, you miss the problems really worth solving.”

“Excellence is born of preparation, dedication, focus, and tenacity. Compromise on any of these and you become average.”

“Every so often, life presents a moment of great decision, an intersection at which a man must decide to stop or go. A person lives with these decisions forever.”

“Examine everything, not all is as it seems or as people tell you.”

“It is easiest to live with a decision if it is based on an earnest sense of right and wrong.”

“The guy who gets killed is often the guy that got nervous. The guy who doesn’t care anymore, who has said “I’m already dead. The fact that I live or die is irrelevant and the only thing that matters is the accounting I give of myself,” is the most formidable force in the world.”

“The worsted possible decision is to give up.”

“If you can breath, you’re Ok”

I’ve taken these quotes and taped them to my office wall, because I believe that there is a lot of wisdom to be found in this wisdom from the deep.
Try ‘em out.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Is it spring yet? Dang...


This morning I almost cried.
Almost.
This winter, and I don’t know why, but it has been a hard one for me. Maybe because it’s been so cold and so gray. Even the sunny days have been bleak in some way.
I may not have my facts completely right, but this winter, we went something like 6 weeks without ever getting above freezing. Well, if it wasn’t six weeks… it felt like 6 weeks. All last week it was warm, in the 40’s and 50’s warm. I could go out without a coat on for the first time this winter. The snow melted off and it was bright and sunny. Spring fever hit me like a ton of bricks, and now I can’t wait to garden, and go mountain biking, and hiking and all of the enjoyable stuff I love so very, very much.
And then, there was this morning. I knew it was supposed to rain. Rain is good because it isn’t snow, but this morning… I opened the door to send the kids off to the bus stop, and it… was… I can barely type these words without wanting to cry… it was… snowing. Not hard, and not the dry fluffy stuff we’re known for here in Utah. It was feeble and slushy, but it was SNOW!
Winter’s never going to end… ever… we (I) am going to be stuck in this suckfest known as winter for the rest of my life. Where is all that global warming anyway? Can I call up Al Gore’s office and demand global warming today!?! What, do I need to go buy the biggest SUV on the planet, you know the one, the one that gets like 2 miles to the gallon, and then run it 24/7 until the planet heats up a few degrees? I can do that.

I’ve come to a decision.
As of this moment, Winter is over for me. From today forward, I will not wear a coat. I won’t do it. As far as I am concerned, spring has sprung and I am in the thick of it. So no more coats, I’m giving the finger to old man winter. I don’t care how cold it gets; I will not put a coat on. I figure that if I ignore winter long enough, maybe it will go away.
Wish me luck, ‘cause I have a feeling I’ll be cremating my frost bitten fingers in a couple of days.
Brrrrrrrr… is it cold in here?

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

I Don't Like Mondays *Sigh*




Last night another in a long line of dipsticks struck at a shopping mall here in Salt Lake.
I don’t know all the details, but it would seem that last night, while people were enjoying a night out at the up-scale mall, Trolley Square, a teen aged scum bag - waste of skin, walked in with a shot gun and a back pack full of ammo, with the intension of randomly killing folk.
Why?
What went wrong inside this kid’s head?
Who or what do you blame? Video games? TV violence? Rap music? Alien abduction?
I’ve already read a blog this morning blaming the NRA and the 2nd amendment. Personally, I think that the writer of that particular blog is a first class dipstick in his own right. While not being a fan of the NRA, I also don’t believe that they had anything to do with the events of last night, to say that they did is only politically motivated, shallow thinking, hogwash. A lie that demeans the dead and obscures the true motivations of the shooter. If he had any motives at all beyond his adolescent desire to die and to take a few people with him.
If that’s the case… why? Why, if you were so set on shuffling off that mortal coil, why would you feel it necessary to take others with you? Why not pop a bunch of pills and quietly drift away in your bedroom? I’m not advocating that at all, by the way. I can’t imagine anything so big that you’d want to end it all. But then, that’s just me.
Did he want fame? His 15 minutes where everybody knew his name? Does that really matter to his corpse? Does the limelight extend all the way in to a slab in the coroner’s office? If there is an afterlife, does the fame and infamy act as a cool breeze while you’re burning in Hell?
I don’t know. It seems like such a waste. No, let me rephrase that. It is such a waste. And now, even now, while I type this, lawmakers are debating new and draconian gun control laws, that will do exactly jack. They will be praised for their bravery and for doing something about gun violence, while in actuality, they will have made the problem worse, because they will have overlooked the real cause for the violence. What is the real cause? I don’t know. But I know that the cause was not the gun. The firearm was peripheral. It was secondary to the act. Had he not gotten a gun, he would have gotten a knife, or an axe, or a sword, or a board with a nail in it… something. The cause of this heinous act was not a gun, or a weapon of any kind… it was a young person who’s wiring got crossed. How did the song go? The one by Bob Geldof and the Boomtown Rats… “I Don’t Like Mondays.”

The silicon chip inside her head

Gets switched to overload

And nobody's gonna go to school today

She's going to make them stay at home

And daddy doesn't understand it

He always said she was as good as gold

And he can see no reason

Cos there are no reasons

What reason do you need to be shown

Tell me whyI don't like Mondays

I want to shoot

The whole day down

The telex machine is kept so clean

As it types to a waiting world

And mother feels so shocked

Father's world is rocked

And their thoughts turn to

Their own little girl

Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen

No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat

They can see no reasons

Cos there are no reasons

What reason do you need to be shown

Tell me why

I don't like Mondays

I want to shoot

The whole day down

All the playings stopped in the playground now

She wants to play with her toys a while

And school's out early and soon we'll be learning

And the lesson today is how to die

And then the bullhorn crackles

And the captain crackles

With the problems and the how's and why's

And he can see no reasons

Cos there are no reasons

What reason do you need to die

The silicon chip ...

Tell me why

I don't like Mondays

I want to shoot

The whole day down

I think that says it all right there. If our politicians could find the real reason for this kind of tragedy and then work to correct it, the right way, this world would be so much better for it… but they won’t. They’ll ignore the real cause, and put a band-aid on the aesthetics, so that they can get the sound bite, and more people will die.
What a world eh?
Update:
Found out today that the shooter was a Muslim. I don’t know what bearing that will be in the investigation… but it is interesting don’t ya think? Don’t get me wrong. I’ve met a few Muslims and those that I’ve met seem to be very good people. But why is it, lately, that it seems to be the Muslims that are going nuts? Maybe it’s just their turn.
Crazy fracked up world.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Just a little band I've fallen in love with

Silversun Pickups


You all know that I love all kinds of music (except country)
And I don't know. There's something about these guys that makes me go... Huuh.
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