Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Hey, Obama White House, Try Reciting the Pledge of Allegiance

I started elementary school at the tail end of the prayer in school era, but we did recite the Pledge of Allegiance at most of the elementary schools I attended. (We moved a lot. I probably averaged a new school almost every year.) I can still remember springing to my feet at the start of the school day, hand over heart, eyes on the American flag in the corner of the room. One teacher carefully explained the meaning of each word to give the daily recitation meaning, which I appreciated then and still appreciate now.

When I woke up this morning, still lying in bed, the Pledge of Allegiance was running through my mind for the first time in years. It had been so long, in fact, that I stumbled over the words -- was it one nation under government? No, of course not. But I actually wondered for one Orwellian second.

And because I was thinking about government, I wondered if the people who work in the White House start the day reciting the Pledge? Probably not, but maybe they should. I assume all of them have taken the Civil Service pledge, which I have also taken a couple of times. And of course President Obama was sworn in by Chief Justice Roberts - everyone witnessed that.

But as time passes it's easy to forget the words and the meaning of the words. The Pledge of Allegiance could serve as a good mission statement reminder to our leaders in Washington:

I pledge my allegiance to the flag of the United States of America,
and to the republic for which it stands,
one nation under God,
indivisible,
with liberty and justice for all.

P.S. A lady I met a few years ago pointed out to a group of teenagers I was with that there is no comma after "one nation" - it is meant to be one phrase: "one nation under God," spoken without pausing.

P.P.S. Yes, I know, I know. "Under God" was added 12 years after the pledge was written. The words were taken from the last line of Abraham Lincoln's Gettysburg Address, which is worthy of a post of its own.

P.P.P.S. Ironically, the original Pledge of Allegiance was written by a socialist. I wonder how many socialists would take the pledge today?

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Movie Review: "Moneyball"


We went to a matinee this afternoon to see "Moneyball," starring Brad Pitt, who also produced the film. It was excellent! I can't say enough about it, really. Go see it, if you can. Rent it on DVD when it comes out. It is well worth your time.

Moneyball tells the true story of the 2002 Oakland A's and how they re-engineered their approach to fielding a team because they could not afford the Yankees' business model of paying top dollar to great players. The general manager, Billy Beane, played by Pitt, teams up with a Yale economics graduate/baseball fan to select players based on a complicated computer analysis. The team's scouts and manager vehemently oppose the idea, and the players don't take it very seriously either, until Beane shakes things up. Suddenly they are winning -- in fact, they start breaking records for wins. It's very exciting.

But the movie isn't strictly about baseball. It also addresses Beane's relationship with his 12-year-old daughter, whom he quietly adores. Baseball is used as a metaphor for what happens when a person believes in himself, or fears failure. It's a great, great movie.

[In the interest of full disclosure, I must confess that I was once a baseball junkie. For three years of my life (ages 13-16), 3rd baseman Hall of Famer George Brett and the Kansas City Royals were my drug of choice. I went to as many games, grand openings, and ribbon cuttings as I could and baked cookies for George at Christmastime. I subscribed to the Sporting News and Sports Illustrated and carefully clipped every picture and article from the Kansas City Star to paste in my scrapbook. George Brett posters adorned the walls and ceiling of my bedroom. I even followed the team on a road trip to Chicago, staying in the same hotel. Yes, I was a groupie.

Little did I realize that despite our seemingly insurmountable age difference of 11 years, George would eventually marry a girl three years younger than me. Alas, I was too old for him!]

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Book Review: The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro


What a beautiful, beautiful book! I loved the movie version, starring Anthony Hopkins and Emma Thompson, many years ago when my boys were small. I remember seeing it twice in movie theaters -- once in Utah and once in Minneapolis while visiting my best friend. We drove to the movie theater on a January evening in sub-zero temperatures to see it. I don't think she loved it as much as I did.

But that's because (as you know from previous posts) I am one of the few people on the planet who is more entertained watching grass grow than watching action flicks. I can't explain it! But I guess I don't need to apologize for it, either. That's just who I am.

About ten years ago, my aunt recommended the book version of it to me, and I finally got around to reading it six months ago. I finished it tonight. (I can't explain that, either. I am a very, very slow reader. My daughter, Abby, says I don't read - I analyze.)

The book is about an English butler and a head housekeeper at an estate in England just before the onset of World War II. They are consummate professionals and very, very English, rarely betraying their personal feelings about anything. The author is a master of nuance. I found myself marveling that someone named Kazuo Ishiguro could write so convincingly about being an English butler.

Mr. Stevens, the butler, reflects on his long career and his indefinite future while traveling to meet Mrs. Benn, the former Miss Kent, who was once his employee. He hopes to convince her to rejoin the household now that her long marriage has come to an end. I won't tell you what happens.

But reading the book at this point in my life, when I am more than half-way done with my 'magnus opum' (raising a family), I was profoundly touched by Mr. Stevens' situation. He has given his all to Darlington Hall, contenting himself with 'the remains of the day' and the resultant accumulation of dignity.

Here are some passages I especially enjoyed from the book:

'One is not struck by the truth until prompted quite accidentally by some external event.'

'I distinctly felt that rare, yet unmistakeable feeling - the feeling that one is in the presence of greatness.'

'Dignity is something one can meaningfully strive for throughout one's career. Those 'great' butlers like Mr. Marshall who have it, I am sure, acquired it over many years of self-training and the careful absorbing of experience.'

'The great butlers are great by virtue of their ability to inhabit their professional role and inhabit it to the utmost; they will not be shaken out by external events, however surprising, alarming, or vexing. They wear their professionalism as a decent gentleman will wear his suit.'

'It was one of those events, which, at a crucial stage in one's development, arrive to challenge and stretch one to the limit of one's ability and beyond, so that thereafter one has new standards by which to judge oneself.'

'It was a though one had available a never ending number of days, months, years in which to sort out the vagaries of one's relationship with Miss Kenton; an infinite number of further opportunities in which to remedy the effect of this or that misunderstanding. There was surely nothing to indicate at the time that such evidently small incidents would render whole dreams forever irredeemable. But I see I am becoming unduly introspective....'

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Quick Quotes on Happiness

“Happiness is the object and design of our existence; and will be the end thereof, if we pursue the path that leads to it; and this path is virtue, uprightness, faithfulness, holiness, and keeping all the commandments of God.” - Joseph Smith

I love this quote. A lot of people miss the whole point of our existence (!) and don't realize that we are here to experience joy, here and hereafter. Or they misunderstand where joy can be found and veer off the path that leads to it.

Life is undeniably fraught with real pain (physical and emotional), but our task is to live uprightly, to love and be loved, to eschew evil and celebrate all that is beautiful and good.

Alma had it right when he told Corianton that "wickedness never was happiness." It just looked like happiness from a distance.

Random thoughts for a random Thursday:

When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

And a poem:

Promise Yourself

To be so strong that nothing
can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity
to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel

that there is something in them
To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.

To think only the best, to work only for the best,

and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others
as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past

and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times
and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the improvement of yourself

that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world,

not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side
so long as you are true to the best that is in you. ”

- Christian D. Larson

And, finally, one of my favorite quotes of all time, a quote which I NEED every now and then to re-set my thinking and getting me back on the right track. I discovered this quote in college when I found myself doing a lot of negative self-talk:

Speak gently to yourself.
Speak freely in praise of all you are.
Speak clearly in pride for all you've been.
Speak bravely in hope for all you may become.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Romney for President


I've written about politics from time to time on this blog going back to the last presidential primary in which my favorite candidate, Mitt Romney, was defeated by John McCain after some Huckabee-McCain shenanigans in South Carolina. I shook off defeat easily then, confident that Mitt would run again in 2012, when I felt certain his financial expertise would be in even greater demand. The disastrous outcome that November, of course, was the election of Barack Hussein Obama who has been a dismal failure in every respect, a few terrorist corpses notwithstanding. (Don't get me started!)

Now we are in primary season again and the choice for many people is not an obvious one. Pundits on television say the Republicans must put forth a Romney and an anti-Romney, because Romney is not conservative enough. Enough? Enough? Enough for whom?

I would describe myself as an arch-conservative - so conservative, in fact, that I do not want to do away with our entire monetary system in one fell swoop by eradicating the IRS and adopting Cain's 9-9-9 plan. If I favored such a move, I would call myself a radical, not a conservative.

Imagine the upheaval! 9-9-9 is not the price of a pizza, as Huntsman suggested, but a crapshoot with the American financial system on the line. Middle class Americans would not be able to deduct mortgage interest or charitable donations or receive child tax credits. The poor who are mercifully exempt from income taxation would suddenly have to pay as much as everyone else in relative terms, and many of them simply could not do it. They are barely getting by as it is.

I am conservative enough to say tweak the current system 59 ways (Romney's plan), but don't reinvent the wheel. And don't give Congress in perpetuity the new revenue stream of a federal sales tax. No one likes state and local sales taxes -- who would want a federal sales tax added to what we already pay for every purchase? What an awful, awful idea!!!

Like everyone else, I like Herman Cain. I think he's brilliant in many ways and refreshing in every way -- but this 9-9-9 plan is not a good idea.

There are things I like about all of the candidates, but Romney is clearly the best option.

Most people do not know much about him. Every media story about Romney is at least partially negative. Pundits even disparage his good looks, which he has never commented on in my recollection. As though being good looking were, in itself, elitist or a liability or an indication of one's depth.

Until recently, I had no idea a man could be jealous of another man's appearance. It's as if the talking heads on television will not accept a president who is better looking, effortlessly, than they are. In my view, Romney's good looks are simply God-given. He did not do anything to deserve them. They are neither a plus nor a minus. In choosing the leader of the free world, looks should not be a factor, but polls show they inevitably are because of people who focus on such things.

The anti-Romney media (and there are very few of any other kind) would have us see through a glass darkly when it comes to Mitt Romney. I consider it my civic duty to illuminate facts about Mitt Romney that many people do not know:

1. Mitt has led a conservative life. He married his wife Ann over 40 years ago and had a large family of boys, who have all married and had children of their own. There is nothing in Mitt's personal life that would be considered anything but conservative.

2. Mitt speaks French fluently, which is the language of diplomacy.

3. Mitt has experience living overseas. He lived in France for two years and was declared dead there following a traffic accident in which he was not at fault.

4. The media would have everyone believe that Mitt was born of blue blood parents with a silver spoon in his mouth, but that isn't true. His father was an apprenticed carpenter and lath worker who never graduated from college but worked his way up to the top of American Motors and then became governor of Michigan and a presidential candidate. For most of Mitt's life, they were well off, but he attended public schools until junior high. Romney did not inherit his wealth from his father - he earned it in the private sector working in multiple industries.

5. Mitt attended Stanford for one year, then served as a missionary in France, then graduated from Brigham Young University. He and his wife had their first child while living there in a basement apartment. Mitt received dual graduate degrees from Harvard -- an MBA and a law degree.

6. Life for the Romneys has not been perfectly easy despite financial success. Ann has suffered from multiple sclerosis for many years and recently had a bout with breast cancer. She is usually by Mitt's side on the campaign trail.

7. Romney has experience with homeland security issues, having led the Winter Olympics a few months after 9/11 followed by four years as governor of Massachusetts.

8. Romney received an Honorary Doctor of Public Service from the very conservative Hillsdale College in 2007.

9. Romney knows how companies work, what they need to succeed (and hire new people), and what dooms them to failure, necessitating layoffs. He helped to launch or rebuild hundreds of companies, including Staples, Domino's Pizzza, and The Sports Authority. No amount of education or government service can provide that kind of experience.

10. It is well known that Mitt Romney is a 6th generation Mormon. Some evangelical pastors do not consider Mormons to be Christians, but Mormons regard Jesus Christ as the head of their church and partake of the sacrament in the name of Jesus Christ each week. For Mormons, Jesus Christ is not a mere prophet. They revere Him as the Savior of mankind and the only begotten son of God. Jesus Christ himself gave the formula for identifying true Christians when he said, "By their fruits ye shall know them." Also, Mormons celebrate traditional Christian holidays, including Christmas and Easter. (I added that last sentence because I heard a reluctant Romney supporter in the last election lamenting the fact that there would be no Easter egg roll at the White House if he were elected.)

11. Romney's detractors. including many whose opinions I had previously respected, choose to focus on what they call his flip-flops. They are leery about electing a man who previously seemed to compromise on issues such as abortion and gay rights. I would remind them that he was seeking public office in the most liberal state in the nation at the time. He would not have been elected to serve in any capacity if he had held a hard line on such issues. The farther he gets away from Massachusetts, the more conservative he becomes not because he is changing but because the electorate can accept his natural conservatism. Parallels with Ronald Reagan in this regard are remarkable.

12. Romney has turned around businesses, a collapsing Olympic effort, and one state. He will not require a team of economists to interpret financial information. He is uniquely qualified to turn around our current economic situation and help lead the world out of crisis.

I'm sure there are dozens of other points I could make if I had more time, but I keep thinking of Esther in the Old Testament and the phrase: "who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this?"

Mitt Romney is a man for our time, and quite possibly for all time -- a man in the mold of our country's founders, who were accomplished in their own right before seeking public office.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

A Poem to Share

As a chronic worrier who seems to be getting worse over time instead of better, I found this poem/hymn by C. Margaret Clarkson refreshing when I heard it recited at a funeral today.

It's called THIS I KNOW:

I do not know what next may come
Across my pilgrim way;
I do not know tomorrow's road,
Nor see beyond today.
But this I know --my SAVIOR knows
The path I cannot see;
And I can trust His wounded hand
To guide and care for me.

I do not know what may befall,
Of sunshine or of rain;
I do not know what may be mine,
Of pleasure and of pain;
But this I know -- my SAVIOR knows
And whatsoe'er it be
Still I can trust his love to give
What will be best for me.

I do not know what may await,
Or what the morrow brings;
But with the glad salute of faith,
I hail its opening wings;
For this I know -- that through my LORD
Shall all my needs be met;
And I can trust the heart of Him,
Who has not failed me yet.

Monday, October 3, 2011

ET in L.V. Phones Home

Here I am in Vegas, also known as "sin city."

I am an alien in a strange part of the universe, sending missives to my home planet.

First the measurables: Land - barren, flat, layering mountains in the distance. Air - dry. Temperature - hot (but cooling through the end of the week, according to a weather prophet on television).

Lifeforms: Fauna - 100% adult, biped, semi-aquatic humanoids (no animals anywhere in sight, multiple cement pools.) White tigers and sharks are also rumored to exist. Flora - spectacular palm trees and flowers, no grass.

Females -backs of their feet inexplicably elevated on stilts. Skin appears airbrushed, golden. Hair defies gravity, voluminous. Clothiers very economical in use of fabrics, many of which mimic the metallic scales of invertebrates or the patterned skins of exotic mammals. Females commonly use strings to maintain modesty with small scraps of fabric, indicating that fabric is in short supply and probably very costly.

Males - travel individually with solitary females or rove in bands with other men, often mourning the impending nuptials of one or more of them; relaxed, casual, observant, vocal.

Children - non-existent.

Living Conditions - humanoids occupy rooms in communal bunkers fashioned to resemble pyramids, palaces, and urban landmarks from other places on the planet, artificially reassembled here for unknown purposes. Bunkers' dim interiors filled with blinking, whistling robots, which possess trance-like power over humanoids who walk too slowly past them. Humanoids who keep a lively pace and appear to have someplace else to go escape expensive mesmerizing powers.

Social Customs - individual smoke inhalation commonplace. Mind-numbing liquids available at every crossroads. Clothing optional, at least in advertising.

I know these early observations appear to be critical of Las Vegas, but I don't mean for them to be. There are a lot of things I like about Las Vegas that have surprised me this trip. I should probably focus on the positive.

Like Ping Pang Pong, the Chinese restaurant we dined at last night. Phenomenal!

I really like our hotel with its Egyptian motif...but more about that next time.