Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 05, 2021

Economic injustice and jesus


Every morning I read the daily entry in 'Common Prayer: A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals.' The prayer for this morning goes like this:

"God, you call us to walk alongside the poor, all the while reminding us of our own poverty in spirit. Grant us courage to cry out against injustice. Grant us burdened hearts that ache to see the enemies of hunger, violence, and economic injustice scattered."

How does that strike you? How do you feel about the poor? Perhaps more importantly, how do you think Jesus feels about the poor? And what of the Christian response?

Bringing it a little closer to our times today... What do you think of the current unemployment crisis? It's a bit different than most times because there are so many unemployed, but also so many jobs available.

Of course, many people feel the problem is a result of unemployment benefits being too high. On the other hand, many believe this to be the consequence of greed finally catching up with capitalism. People are tired of being treated as mere commodities.

Sometimes things just aren't as simple as 'if you want money, then get a job.' At least I don't think so.

I recently read this insightful article "The 'Capitalism is Broken' Economy." You really need to read the whole thing, but here are some snippets that stuck out to me:

"Stick with me here, but what if people weren’t lazy — and instead, for the first time in a long time, were able to say no to exploitative working conditions and poverty-level wages? And what if business owners are scandalized, dismayed, frustrated, or bewildered by this scenario because their pre-pandemic business models were predicated on a steady stream of non-unionized labor with no other options? It’s not the labor force that’s breaking. It’s the economic model.

Unemployment benefits have offered a steady paycheck while you figure out your options. Put differently: a version of the safety net that’s been missing from most American employment, and, by extension, the ability to say no. No, I don’t have to work for a restaurant that only gives me my hours three days ahead of time, thus making it nearly impossible to find reliable childcare. No, I don’t have to work clopen shifts. No, I don’t have to expect a job without sick leave or paid time off. No, I don’t have to deal with asshole customers or managers who degrade me without consequence. No, I don’t have to work in a job with significant, accumulating health risks.

It’s about the money, but it’s more than that..."

 They touch on the YOLO mindset too (you only live once), and then close with this punch:

"Refusing to prostrate yourself on the wheel of work is not a failure. Nor is it self-care — at least not in the narrow, individualistic way we conceive of it. It can be a means of advocating for yourself, but also your peers, your family, even your children. But here’s the thing about a reshuffle: you’re still playing with the same deck of cards, and the game of American capitalism is still rigged against the worker. Which is why business models in everything from tourism to early childhood care need to be fundamentally reconceived — and built in a way that doesn’t hinge on workers making poverty-level wages.

We should ask ourselves, our communities, and our government: if a business can’t pay a living wage, should it be a business? If it’s too expensive for businesses to provide healthcare for their workers, maybe we need to decouple it from employment? If childcare is a market failure, but we need childcare for the economy to work, how can the government build that infrastructure? If the pay you provide workers doesn’t allow them to live in the community, what needs to change? Collectively, we should be thinking of different funding models, different ownership scenarios, and different growth imperatives. Failure to do so is simply resigning ourselves to another round of this rigged game.

Yeah, there's a lot to process in that article. And, mind you, speaking out against the evils of capitalism is not the same as being against democracy. They are different animals altogether.

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Another interesting piece in a similar vein is this: "Low-Skill Workers Aren't A Problem To Be Fixed." I won't get into it too much, but it's a good article to pair with the other. It's not that 'work' is bad, but maybe the way we view different jobs is part of the problem/solution. Jobs don't, in and of themselves, need to be bad. And we can treat ALL workers with dignity (hmm, maybe even non-workers).

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I don't know... I spent some time the other day trying to explain to my young co-worker the difference between being a millionaire and a billionaire. We both make around $10/hour, and neither of us can even fathom a million dollars. Trying to imagine that a thousand times over... is truly mind-bloggling.

Make no mistake, I believe wealth, greed, power, and control are anti-Christlike values. But there are no easy solutions, and I don't know the first thing about how to address them on a national or worldwide scale.

About all I can ask is... What do you think Jesus would have you do (and me)? What makes your heart ache? What makes you most upset about current events? Do you think it's the same thing that upsets Jesus?

This is big stuff. All I can think to do is lay it out there... and ask God for guidance. "Where should I start, Lord?" "Where do I fit into this?"

... I'm waiting.

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"They only asked us to remember the poor, and that was something I had always been eager to do." - Galatians 2:10

Monday, January 11, 2021

Things that matter


If nothing else, I think this would be a good time for everyone to assess just what matters to them. What's important? It's the start of a new year, but more than that, I would like to see a change in America and how to behave as human beings.

As I was thinking about this, some things that matter to me are...

  • honesty
  • integrity
  • character

And certainly Black Lives Matter, as well as brown, white, yellow, blue (though there's a big difference in listing each than in saying "All Lives Matter"... which is insulting).

Anywho... it reminded me of the core values listed at my workplace (the Y). I think it's a GREAT list. Unfortunately, at least on my level in the workforce, no one ever mentions them. Even now. Holy cow, what a great time to reinforce and remind people of this!

So, maybe it's just a reminder for me, but I'd like to keep these before me at this precarious time in history. I'd imagine lesser things have changed the world. Just think if I (or you) could live this way even 1% more than I/we have been... (btw, these are supposedly taken from Scripture)...

The Four Core Values are:

  •  RESPECT (hold people and the environment in high regard)
    • Honor yourself and others
    • Accept differences and meet people where they are
    • Be thoughtful with your words and actions
    • Show the courage to stand up for what is right
  • RESPONSIBILITY (lead with your words, actions and attitude)
    • Empower others to grow and develop
    • Do what you say you're going to do
    • Be a good steward of resources
    • Take ownership of your decisions
  • HONESTY (be truthful in words and actions)
    • Do the right thing, even when no one is looking
    • Communicate in a fair manner
    • Be fair and transparent
    • Be authentic
  • CARING (love your neighbor as yourself)  
    • Show kindness and compassion
    • Put others first
    • Be complimentary and affirming when celebrating others
    • Show a genuine interest in others
    • Engage others with a positive attitude

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Matthew 7:12

“Here is a simple, rule-of-thumb guide for behavior: Ask yourself what you want people to do for you, then grab the initiative and do it for them. Add up God’s Law and Prophets and this is what you get."


Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Such a simple thing


I love the Ray LaMontagne song by the same title... but that's not what this is about. In some ways, it is much simpler...

Why is it so difficult for us to encourage one another? Oh, I know... we all have different "love languages." But I fear we 'americans' (at least those of us in the USA) have become so much more adept at enemy-making than encouraging. And it is discouraging.

The other day I was feeling particularly low. There is such a divide over the reality and/or handling of the virus, police brutality, racism, and virtually everything is politically divisive anymore. Everything. I was feeling like an outcast at work, online, and in my family even. Like, I'm the only one still concerned about the virus. My mom and my aunts "like" every one of my sister's Facebook posts, but they ignore mine since we disagree on things. I know it seems petty and trite and I'm likely just imagining everything (although I don't really believe I'm imagining it, it's just what I'm saying to cope)...

So I was laying in bed wide awake at 2 am the other morning, worrying about how peculiar I am, how alone I feel, wondering if I should delete my Facebook account, quit my job, and just hermit myself away somewhere... I finally just got out of bed, and I opened my email to find a simple note of encouragement from someone I barely know. It said...
"Hi, Dan! I really respect and appreciate the posts you are making on Facebook to support Black Lives Matter. It's encouraging to see someone I look up to confidently post about something I believe in."
Such a simple note. Simple words. Simply made me... cry - even now as I type it.

The fact that it was someone I barely know, someone barely out of college in her early twenties, whose dad was a pastor but I doubt she has any clue about my history... just totally random. Stuff like that I think you have to attribute to the Spirit at work. Such a simple thing...

So, of course, it makes me wonder what is stifling the Spirit in my life, ya know, and the lives of so many.

In Paul's first letter to the Thessalonians he offers some final advice... (1 Thess. 5:19-22)
Do not stifle the Holy Spirit. Do not scoff at prophecies, but test everything that is said. Hold on to what is good. Stay away from every kind of evil.
Hold on to what is good and stay away from evil. That seems pretty simple, doesn't it? Perhaps simpler still if we would encourage one another along those lines more often, eh?

So, anyway, I'm trying to think of some simple ways to encourage others... to hold on to what is good.

I remember at the start of this pandemic I jotted down a little ditty about dealing with stress: take 3 deep breaths, think of 3 things you're thankful for, and smile for 3 seconds...

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Breathing is simple (though deep breathing does take some intentionality, but is worthwhile).

I'm thankful for: someone actually looks up to me; I have a new bike; I have at least one friend.

Now I'm simply smiling. :)

Friday, December 06, 2019

Political humiliation to spiritual humility

A lot of things going on in my body - and mind - these last few days. This may be a bit disjointed, as that's how I currently feel, but I want to get some of this down...

First of all, ugh, I am still in some serious pain/discomfort from the hernia surgery on Tuesday (and this is what? Friday?). It's as much from the soreness and stiffness of sleeping/laying in a recliner, walking funny, and bloating and constipation, as it is the actual surgery. Though my stomach is still bruised, swollen and quite sore as well. So, my mind is a bit frazzled because of it. I'm not used to pain and I don't care much for it. I'd hoped to do more reading and whatnot, but it's a bit difficult to concentrate.

Anyway, I did listen to a really good podcast Wednesday (I think, it's kind of a blur). Tom shared a podcast with me from 'This Cultural Moment'. He figured I would need something to do while recuperating, and it was fantastic!

This Cultural Moment is a collaboration of John Mark Comer of Bridgetown Church in Portland, USA and Mark Sayers of Red Church in Melbourne, Australia. I don't believe I am familiar with either of them, but I really enjoyed the heart of both as they discussed things currently happening in our world. If I were more of a podcast listener, I would listen to more of these. Unfortunately, it's just not something I've been able to get into (ever)... but I suppose there is always hope.

So, I listened to this ~45-minute 'Live at Wildfires in the UK' podcast: https://podcasts.google.com/?feed=aHR0cHM6Ly90aGlzY3VsdHVyYWxtb21lbnQucG9kYmVhbi5jb20vZmVlZC54bWw&episode=dGhpc2N1bHR1cmFsbW9tZW50LnBvZGJlYW4uY29tL3RoaXMtY3VsdHVyYWwtbW9tZW50LWxpdmUtYXQtd2lsZGZpcmVzLWluLXRoZS11ay03OThmZTc3MWVlODU4MmQ0NDZjY2I0NjYyY2NiNDg1ZA&hl=en&ved=2ahUKEwi9pLSTl6HmAhWCpFkKHQYfAOkQieUEegQIBRAG&ep=6&at=1575640847561

I didn't take many notes, but some things (I think) I heard...
  • One of them mentioned something like, "If you quit social media your happiness can go up by as much as 40% in as little as 5 days." I couldn't find a reference, and I may have misheard, but still... the point is valid. If you're depressed, get your ass off of social media!!!
  • They briefly discussed Rod Dreher's book 'The Benedict Option.' Something worth looking into someday...
  • The main thing, though, was this idea of what they believe God is doing in the world today. One of them quoted Winston Churchill: "The empires of the future are empires of the mind." I can't recall exactly what they were talking about, but then the other guy said - or maybe it was during his fantastic closing prayer - some things like this...
    • "The Western world is giving way to the Eur-Asian world." I can recall futurists (maybe Len Sweet and the like) saying we should be learning Chinese some 20 or more years ago. He went on to say, "It's like God is humbling Britain and America." Then...
    • "God is asking Americans to humbly listen to him; to focus."
    • "God is graciously allowing things we (Americans) have put our faith and trust in, to fail, in order to bring us back to him."
    • "May this political humiliation lead us to spiritual humility." 
    • "May this movement of crisis lead to spiritual healing."

Now, again, I may have mis-heard, so don't go quoting me on any of this without first listening to the podcast. Also, I am not trying to start a political fight. However, if you know me, you know that I do not understand the fascination within the American church for Donald Trump and/or his rhetoric. Same goes for the hyper-partisanship that is tearing at the very fabric of families, communities, and the like. However, I have sensed some of these same thoughts, and see great hope in and through them!

I guess I can kinda/sorta get the tie between Trump/Pence and 'civil religion' in America. And I mean no disrespect to anyone, but personally... I do not believe that has anything to do with the Christian faith of the bible (as I understand it). I mean, I do not believe Trump is any kind of "chosen one" or that America has anything more to do with the "end times" than any other country (probably a whole lot less than some). We are not the 'kingdom,' nothing has to happen because of us or in spite of us, but it doesn't mean we can't participate either. It is just completely different - to me.

At the same time, I can also understand God using things in our culture to speak to us. And, as I read in my devotions this morning from Mark 4:21-25, I want to hear, and see, what God is doing.

So, what do I make of all these thoughts mixing in my muddled (and pain riddled) brain?
  • I want a heart that is HUMBLE enough to not be swayed by politics, partisanship, or power. (I can think Trump is an idiot, but that doesn't mean I can't also think maybe God did place him where he is - for a reason. Or, maybe not!).
  • A heart intent on LISTENING... to the 'still small voice' that is the Source of sound (and often found only in Silence).
  • A soul STEADIED by the One who is, and was, and is to come.

Well... yeah... there you have it. For those of you wondering how I am coming along after surgery... My drug-induced thoughts from being stuck in the house alone with the cat (mostly) and sleeping in the recliner in the basement for three days. Although, the only drugs I've taken since 4:30 am Wednesday are ibuprofen and my blood pressure meds.

Anyway, it probably doesn't make sense, but... it is what it is... today. :)

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Where are they supposed to go?


I've been thinking about this for awhile now... and I can't seem to find the words to even address it. So let me just write for awhile and see what comes out...

I see a fair number of homeless and under-served people in my work downtown. I am also familiar with some folk who have various mental health issues, criminal records, and other types society would rather not think about. It seems to be common knowledge - even if it's never spoken - that most of the world would like these people to be... elsewhere. If possible, couldn't they just... "go away?"

But where are they supposed to go? Fort Wayne is no different than many cities trying to revitalize their downtown area. One component of this is removing the homeless and other unsightly poorer dwellers - at best attempting to relocate them somewhere on the outskirts of the city. Yet for those with no transportation this only makes it more difficult, if not impossible, to utilize the few services they already struggle to get.

Of course, there's always the oft-mentioned refrain of, "Well, why don't they just get a job?" Well, why don't they? Maybe because they have mental or physical health issues; or a criminal record; Or again, if you already lack resources - transportation, clothes, food, social networks, etc. - a job may be the least of your concerns if you're just trying to make it through the day.

Another thing I've wondered... What about those who have committed serious crimes or major moral failure? Take, for instance, someone accused of child molestation... or a former Catholic Priest... where are these people supposed to go and what are they to do? I'm not saying there should be no consequence for their actions, but they don't just disappear from the face of the earth. They still have lives.

Even someone like me... I committed no crime and suffered no moral failure, yet I must have been so bad at something that, not only was I asked to resign my position, but the people who asked me have still refused to give me a reason or say anything at all for five years since! Granted, no one told me I couldn't hold a respectable job afterward, but by my own admission in the way I've so poorly handled the situation, I don't feel remotely capable of doing such... So where do I go? What do I do? Am I forever sentenced to folding towels and cleaning up people's sweat (or "flipping burgers")??

I still marvel at the people who complain about the low percentage of people who vote in each election. Like we somehow think MORE people voting is going to solve anything. I'm sorry, but I have no such faith in "people" being able to do anything right. You know what people voting has resulted in?? Donald Trump, that's what! Why do we think MORE people voting would make it any better?!?

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"For every complex problem there is an answer that is clear, simple, and wrong." (H.L. Mencken)

I think the world is full of wrong answers (many of which are really questions): "Why don't they just get a job?" "Why don't they clean themselves up?" Why don't they learn to function as part of society?" Or... "They should have known." "They should have thought of that before they ______." "They need to learn their place." And I could go on...

What do we do with the people society does not want? Where are they/we supposed to go? How then should we live???

Usually it's the people who have never been in such straights who believe they hold the answer. Yet, if you've never struggled with an addiction... you can't possibly know how to deal with one. If you've never been depressed... you can't possibly know the battle within. If your mind or body has never betrayed you... you can't pretend to relate. If you've never known what it's like to wonder if or when you may ever eat again... you just can't understand.

I have no answers. Shoot, I don't think I even know the questions. What I do know, though, is there are no simple solutions. And yet, here we are. Here we are...

I'm trying to listen, Lord.....

Sunday, October 14, 2018

Center for civil and human rights

We visited the Center for Civil and Human Rights when we were in Atlanta last weekend. It was another of those really interesting places that left us feeling inspired, ashamed, and somber all at the same time.

Perhaps the biggest eye-opener of all (or re-opener) was the dark realization that the whole MAGA (make america great again) phenomenon is about UNDOING the progress that's been made in civil and human rights over the years. I'm guessing this is not a popular place with Trump supporters. Anyway...

One of the more powerful exhibits was this interactive station where you sat at a lunch counter with headphones on. It gave you a chance to hear AND FEEL what it was like to have been an African-American during the early days of the civil rights movement with people yelling and screaming at you and kicking the counter and your seat. It was pretty intense. I cannot imagine having had to go through that.


I was actually quite surprised with this display citing Atlanta's place in civil rights. I think this is pretty cool. If you can't read it, it says:
Atlanta differed from other Southern cities in important ways. Since the early 20th century, the "Atlanta style" of managing race relations had white and black leaders meeting behind the scenes to decide what was in the best interest of the community. The emergence of black political clout in the 1940s contributed to the election of relatively moderate mayors, rather than hard-line segregationists. Mindful of the city's image, in the 1960s Mayor William B. Hartfield and other local promoters cast Atlanta as "The City Too Busy to Hate," to distinguish it from other Southern communities. A violent reaction to desegregation was seen as bad for business, and key leaders embraced negotiation and compromise instead.

Certainly, a deep gap often existed between the rhetoric of "The City Too Busy to Hate" and the realities of life in a segregated city. And Atlanta experienced its share of violent episodes and failed leadership. Yet the city's more moderate views on desegregation and the personal relationships established across the color line helped set Atlanta apart.

I also liked this quote from Diane Nash. Although, it can be used equally by different people depending on their beliefs. I suppose gun-rights activists feel they are doing the same thing as protesters using non-violent means. Anyway, it was interesting.



And this one...

This exhibit outlining nonviolence training during the civil rights movement was pretty interesting as well. I wish I'd taken a picture of the entire thing. If you click on the pic you can enlarge it and read what people had to go through. Again, I can't imagine what it must have been like during that time - which wasn't all that long ago!


These last two pictures were from the human rights area. It was not as large as the civil rights exhibit because it's just been added and was on just one floor of the building. Still, I thought these signs "The basics of being human," and suggestions for "forming a more perfect union" were pretty good.



It seemed there were some other things I was going to share about this visit but I must have waited too long to write about it. Anyway, it was definitely interesting and not just a tad bit eye-opening. I'm glad we went.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

What I'm thinking about...


Do you ever have that sense someone is trying to tell you something? You know, where you have all these seemingly random notions, and then they somehow all end up leading to the same thing?

That's been happening to me lately. I'm not really even sure what started it. One day I was thinking about the possible correlation between Chronic Stress and the seeming rise of mental instability in our land. Next thing I know I'm watching a news segment on Universal Basic Income. I didn't really connect those dots - I didn't even know there were words for them - but those two things seem to now be locked together on the front page of my brain... and then I stumbled onto this article on Humanity Is More Important Than Money - It's Time For Capitalism To Get An Upgrade. Again, it really stuck out to me, yet it wasn't until the very end of the article I saw it was from a book dealing with universal basic income again. Weird how that happens.

So, I'm still trying to flush these things out in my mind, but I wanted to at least get something down here while it was hot.

Oh, and I also added a new site to my sidebar: ideas.ted.com. A bundle of great ideas from the folks at TED. It's been keeping me busy at work the past few mornings. :)

Thursday, November 30, 2017

I don't know how to say this...


I have not been posting as much on the blog lately. Actually, I've not been on the computer or social media near as much lately. It's been weird, but not bad. I hear Neil Young in the background singing, "My life is changing in so many ways..."

While things aren't changing drastically, there does seem to be a subtle shift taking place, and it was only somewhat intentional. Part of the reason I took the early morning job at the Y was an attempt to force a routine-change upon myself. I am a creature of habit, so even though I can be quite disciplined, it is also difficult for me to change those habits. Having a different morning routine - moving away from easing into each day sitting in front of the computer (and information, news, social media input) - has resulted in both physical and mental/emotional change for me. I get my blood flowing and metabolism moving earlier in the day, and the things I occupy my mind with are likewise different. I think it has been for the better.

I've been somewhat haunted by this statistic I heard from Science Mike a couple months ago:
"Heavy social media use increases depression risks 27%. Heavy smartphone and tablet users are 35% more likely to have suicidal ideation."

I believe there is much truth there. I've FELT it. I also just happened across this post: "8 Dangers of Social Media We're Not Willing to Admit." Of course, I saw it on Facebook (ugh). While I have definitely cut down my social media use, I haven't cut it out entirely. I still like to see pictures and life events, and I suppose to some extent I do still need to read the news and current events - though in much smaller doses and from "better" sources.


MORE INFORMATION DOES NOT EQUAL MORE INFORMED

I can't recall the conversation I was having with someone about this age of "information overload," but it came as quite the realization to me. Everyone seems to think people are more informed nowadays, what with 24-hour news, social media, and whatnot. However, what we are missing is perhaps just how CONTROLLED that information now is. The news is much more biased, and computer algorithms are swayed such that, the information each of us receives is only that which someone else has decided we should receive. For instance, when I do a google search, the results I see are based on algorithms set by MY internet usage. What you see is based on yours. So not everyone has the same search results show up, just like not everyone sees the same advertisements, or the same posts, or the same "news." You could say we are actually being manipulated by our own habits. That's a scary thought, and it's being played out right in front of us all on a daily basis!

SO...
So what does all this have to do with this blog post? Well, for one thing, it helps explain why I haven't been posting as much. Another aspect is that I've been - whether intentionally or not - doing more "living in the moment" type stuff.

No longer do I start my day reading every detail from the MSN Home page to see what they say is happening in the world. Now I start my day getting up and going to the Y (working and working out). And, since I've started driving for Uber, it's easier for me to say, "I'm going to go drive," rather than sit at home on the computer (reading or writing).

Like I said, it feels weird to me. I have been a daily writer/journaler for a long time. It's something I have enjoyed. I also realize I need to do it to some extent... but not as much as I was.

I guess this is my way of saying, "I've been busy lately." I like being busy, but it also wears me out. I felt the need this morning to sit down and try to figure out how to put what was on my mind into words so I could see it. It seemed to take a lot more words than I anticipated. Now I need to do a treadmill workout, and then I think I'll try to make some money driving.

That's all I've got to say for now. Or, maybe more importantly, all the time I'm going to allow myself to say it. :)

Peace out, folks; and in.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Art in atlanta

I mentioned yesterday how we were privileged to visit the High Museum of Art in Atlanta this past weekend. I was always under the impression most art museums didn't allow visitors to take pictures, but they had signs all over giving permission. So I took a few.

 1. Farm Yard. The first painting I took a picture of was this dandy little number. The photo simply does not do justice to the stunning throw of light. It took my breath almost as soon as I set eyes on it.



2. Hail, Mary. Perhaps the one that touched my heart but then stimulated my brain the most was this painting by Merson. As the placard on the right says, "In this deceptively simple scene, a laborer hurries home from the fields, tipping his hat to a young mother he meets along the way. Only the painting's title tells us that the woman is the Virgin Mary, who appears not as a sculpture in a roadside shrine, but as a living person..." I was quite taken with the thought of that.




3. These six portraits of Native American leaders had such an interesting story and took up an entire wall. I stood and looked at these for some time, and came back later and looked again. To think of all that happened to them, and how little we know still.



4. This beauty of New Hampshire countryside was another example of how much more is captured on canvas than a computer screen. There's nothing particularly striking about the content, but the colors and details completely captivated my attention. My eyes were stuck here for a long while.




5. The Philosopher's Corner was a combination of painting and title being connected. It also seemed like it would be good to have hanging in an office or reading room someday.




6. Moonlight. This was another exceptional show of light work that simply cannot be copied and pasted onto a screen. I am tempted to say this was perhaps one of the more magnificent pieces but... what do I know?




7. The Harmony Chair didn't have quite the flair to it as the paintings, but it seemed appropriate and spoke to me still. The ugliness of the weaponry was quite offset by the practical use of a place to sit.



8. Untitled. This giant stainless steel masterpiece by Anish Kapoor sort of freaked me out but also left me mesmerized. Not only by all the reflections (yes, that's my face in it on the right), but how it could amplify and throw your voice! If you whispered while right in front, it could be heard clear across the room. It was amazing. Here is a little of the write-up from the website:
In his remarkable body of work Turner Prize-winning artist Anish Kapoor has combined art and science into a layered, multi-sensory experience for his audience. He employs a familiar form in Untitled—the concave dish—in order to create the uncanny sense of limitlessness through the myriad fractured reflections of the viewer in its surface and the astonishing acoustic effects that its concave form produces. The surface’s triangular patterning is a result of Kapoor’s interest in fractals, wherein multiples are equivalent to the whole. Kapoor’s work invites discovery and provides an endlessly engaging experience for its audience.
118 1/8 x 118 1/8 x 24 inches



9. Finally, the last piece is from the "Making Africa: A Continent of Contemporary Design" exhibit that's just starting. There were a lot of these large info boards in addition to art and design. This one seemed particularly poignant at this time.




And there you have it, folks. I'm sure I missed a lot of beautiful art, neglected worthwhile work, and forgot about much more, but these were the highlights of my tour of the High Museum of Art in Atlanta, Georgia. If there was one thing I regretted not photographing it was some of the intricate woodworking on display from days gone by. Whether piano casings, cabinets, or what, it was amazing. I knew there was no way my phone pictures would do it justice though. So, this is it. A good time was had by me.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Trip to atlanta


Jane and I made a visit to son Isaac and his bride in Atlanta, Georgia this past weekend. We flew down, leaving on Friday and returning yesterday (Monday).

While there we visited the High Museum of Art in downtown Atlanta. I took several pictures which I will share later (I was surprised they actually encouraged picture-taking). Other than that we pretty much just lazed around their new digs, played cards (rummy), watched a movie, and made the mistake of going to a bar to watch the Falcons/Cowboys game (Cowboys got hammered). It was a nice time.

Our flights were all pretty good. We flew from Ft. Wayne to Chicago and then to Atlanta (reversing the order on the way home). Ft. Wayne to Chicago only takes 30 minutes of air time. We had a 3-hour layover on the way there, and it turned into something like 7 or 8 by the time it was done. The plane we were supposed to take from O'Hare to Atlanta had something wrong with the landing gear. They first tried to fix it but ended up having to get a different plane. I think we changed gates 4 times. We did make good time once we got going. I think we made it down there in 1 1/2 hours, instead of the usual 2. Coming home we had the same 3-hour layover in Chicago, but it went as planned.

Isaac and Ricci are now living in a different house than when we had visited before. They are house-sitting for some people for a year. It's a huge house, and nice, and they're living there rent-free, but I think the people kind of come and "visit" quite often (overnight). It's also a little farther from where they both work, but we enjoyed having our own bedroom and bathroom while visiting. There are actually 4 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, plus a full finished basement. It's a pretty nice house but maybe hasn't been kept up very well. It also includes an extra dog beside the 2 they already have. Olivia was very nice though.

Crosby

Tig

Olivia - the 'other' dog
The High Museum of Art was very cool. I wouldn't classify myself as an "art lover," but I can appreciate some of it. I find it amazing how some paintings can really "speak" to me - sort of just stop me in my tracks. I also like how the longer you stand and look at a painting, the more you begin to see. Anyway, I enjoyed it and will share some of the pics I took in a separate post.

One night we did go to the basement and watch a movie - otherwise they do not watch TV. We watched The Meyerowitz Stories, with Adam Sandler, Ben Stiller, and Dustin Hoffman. It was really good and I was particularly, and pleasantly, surprised by Sandler and Stiller. I'm not a huge fan of their comedy, but I thought they were outstanding in this drama.

So, that was about the extent of the visit. Fortunately Isaac was at a place in his studies where he didn't have any work to do over the weekend, and he was able to pick us up and return us to the airport for our flights. Ricci had some work to do Sunday, which she was able to do at a Decatur coffee shop while we watched the football game at a nearby bar.

Not sure when we will return for another visit, but glad we got to go this time.

Tuesday, October 03, 2017

Just a little numb


Ugh. I've been having trouble with people lately. Life a little bit too.

I could probably stop there.

Make no mistake, I'm not depressed or trying to hide anything, but I've just been "in a mood" for awhile now. Then the other day I had some jerkstore idiot harassing me on a Facebook post, and I was already sick of Facebook and fake people and self-righteous spectators and... so I decided I was getting off the social media for awhile. I was sick of people (probably not you). Yesterday morning came the news of the largest modern-day mass shooting in the US - you know, because every nut ought to be able to have an automatic weapon in this God-forsaken uber-patriot-fucking land. So when I heard the news that Tom Petty had a heart attack and was basically brain dead... and possibly dead dead... I just wept. Crap!

What is wrong with people!? Huh!? Somebody tell me!!!

I know... it's just how it is. These things happen. We live in a fallen world. Yeah, I know. As a friend on Facebook lamented about Petty though, "This seems like family."

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I realize not everyone is a Tom Petty fan, and that's okay. However, as for me, I was actually just remembering to Jane the other day that THE album I most identify with - from my youth to forever - is Damn the Torpedoes. I/we had the album and the 8-track tape. The above picture from the cover of the inside sleeve is the only music picture I remember having thumb-tacked to my bedroom wall when I lived with my parents (replacing all the Dallas Cowboys pictures of my early years). I loved that picture; I loved that album; I still love that album... and many more. To this day, when I listen to Sirius Xm in the car, it is turned to the Tom Petty station.

I really have no desire to even attempt waxing poetic about this. I'm just a little numb. Yes, there are things to do, and I will most likely do them, but... meh... whatever.

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I suppose part of my problem is the mere fact of aging. Part of it is struggling to fit into a new job, scene and situation. I don't like being the "new guy," and really, no one cares (and they shouldn't). Not only am I now working at a different place, but I miss parts of the old, and I/we are also being somewhat thrust into some new stuff at church/music hall. It's a lot of flux for this capacitor. Life isn't exactly a bowl of cherries at the moment. People to talk to are at a minimum.

Tom was 66. Whether he's really dead or only mostly dead is beside the point, I guess (though reports today have confirmed that he is, in fact, fully dead).
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Mt. 11:28-30 Message)

Yeah... sign me up.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Reconnecting with young adults, science mike, and a good day


Thursday was a good day for me. I survived my third day in a row of starting work at 5 am (and my first time having to unlock the doors of the Y), and I also had the pleasure of attending a Center for Congregations workshop with "Science Mike" (Mike McHargue). While I was celebrating my last day of early rising for the week, I was much more excited about my first "church-y" workshop in quite some time. As a double bonus, it was held at our church (Come2Go Ministries), and I was invigorated and inspired.

I have attended Center for Congregations workshops in the past. I've only recently been introduced to "Science Mike" through his work as part of 'The Liturgists' (with Michael Gungor). The Liturgists are a revolving cast of thinkers and creators hosted by Michael and Mike who discuss topics through the lenses of science, art, and faith. While some might consider them a tad irreverent, it is raw, honest, and pretty darn deep stuff as far as I'm concerned. So I was quite excited to be invited to this event by my pastor.

Mike McHargue (better known as Science Mike) is an author, podcaster, and speaker who travels the world helping people understand the science of life's most profound experiences. I look forward to getting a copy of his debut book, Finding God in the Waves. He was raised as a "believer," then became an atheist, and finally found a way back to faith again. While he is highly intelligent and experienced as a former advertising executive, I found him to be a kindred soul with a heart for those feeling left out and left behind by what passes as "the church" in the western world today. I like how he says,
  
"Everything I do is about helping the spiritually homeless and frustrated find peace."

While there is much I could say - and even more once I am emailed the slides from the workshop - I simply want to record some of the few (very few) notes I took at this workshop entitled "Reconnecting With Young Adults."

Notes:
  • Millennials were defined (by Mike) as those born between 1980 and 2000. They currently make up 25% of the population - more than baby boomers (and they will continue to outgrow boomers as the older die off).
  • The new "social" is not social, it is digital. However, the human brain is designed for connection. Both extroverts and introverts need to be around people - the difference is the amount of activity.
  • Heavy social media use increases depression risks 27%. Heavy smartphone and tablet users are 35% more likely to have suicidal ideation.
  • CHURCH ATTENDANCE IS A PROVEN SOLUTION TO MILLENNIAL DEPRESSION AND ISOLATION (as well as sporting events).
  • Great stuff about the difference between HOSTING a community, rather than LEADING a community.
  • Social identity is what drives human belief.
  • ***'The Rise of the New Copernicans' (book or blog).
  • A change in reference frames can revolutionize a society (which we are experiencing in a negative way right now).
  • "New Copernicans"... 1) Reject tribalism or "us vs. them" thinking; 2) Reject "left vs. right" and "sacred vs. secular"; 3) Reject categorization.
  • Mystic - someone who has experienced God but can't explain it to you.
  • 'The Golden Circle' - See reference sheet/video. Start with "why," then "how," then "what." The opposite of how we use to advertise/influence.
  • Think of reconnecting with young adults as HERDING CATS. 
    • Make churches SAFE SPACES (the dignity of everyone must be respected)
    • Communicate and act based on purpose rather than programs
    • Get off campus (engage people in work they care about)
    • Host, don't lead. Participate in a co-journey, rather than inviting people to follow you
  • Spiral Dynamics - *did not take notes on this but it is profound stuff! Should be receiving more info

RESOURCES:
  • The Rise of the New Copernicans (John Seel) - explores the difference in how millennials view the world and social consciousness. It provides helpful insight into some of the prominent features that set the new generation apart from earlier generations.
  • New Copernicans - video series exploring how millennials see the world and how this is different from other generations.
  • The Golden Circle (Simon Sinek) - 18 minute TED Talk from Sinek's new book "Start With Why" that articulates the difference between value-based and feature-based communication. This difference is important as it relates to understanding how people view and relate to organizations.
  • Finding God in the Waves (Mike McHargue) - book

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

U2 at lucas oil stadium indianapolis


Holy cow!

That's all I can think of in trying to write about this concert. Holy. Freaking. Cow.

Let me see if I can muster some semblance of sum-up, but understand that even by my standards it will not do justice. This was without a doubt the most phenomenal experience I have ever had musically and among the top overall!

M'Lady and I splurged and treated ourselves to the U2 Joshua Tree Tour 2017. Chalk this one up in the 'good decision' column. Concert tickets are expensive (for us), and while we could have gone for cheaper seats (or more expensive), we went all in on General Admission floor tickets at $70 each. I am sooooo glad we did. Being stuck to seat-space would have limited the experience, and a nose-bleed would have ruined it. It was more than worth the elbows, swollen feet, arriving-early-jostling, to be right in the field of play near the stage. If I'd had a better camera (or phone) I would have had some incredible pictures/video. As it was, it was an experience I hope to not soon forget.

HISTORY
We bought the original Joshua Tree album when we were 22 & 24 stupid years young. Not that young and stupid have to go together, but the shoe fits. We lived in a 2-bedroom house at the end of High Street with one small child and another on the way. For some reason, whenever I think of that house though, I picture THIS album cover on the front of our stack laying beside the strategically centered stereo setup in our small living room, which was, of course, next to the black and white console TV with the portable color TV sitting atop (didn't everyone do that?). This album was not only one of the few good decisions we'd made to that point, but it may have defined our generation. It was more than mere music, but a mind-warping mantra of dreams for a malnourished mass of malcontents caught between young-adult naivety and life as it really was. You might even say 'Joshua Tree' gave "America" a meaning we'd never considered.

At any rate, this band of Irishmen brought to us a voice, and a spirit, and knit for us an anthem to belt. Even if we never found what we'd been looking for, it was a call to seek, nonetheless. So the chance to gather with some 45,000 (est.) other folks equally yolked and stoked, regardless of the 30 year time-lapse, felt an awful lot like God's country to me.

INTO THE NIGHT
Indianapolis is an almost 2-hour drive from our home, and we went down early probably out of giddiness. Lucas Oil Stadium - home of the Colts - is easy to get to just off I-70. We came in on Missouri Street, opted for $20 parking because not only was it close but also gave us an easy exit afterward, and were at ground zero around 4:30 pm. Gates didn't open until 5:30 so we walked a bit, then joined those camped in the rope maze around 5. Fortunately it was a beautiful midwest afternoon with blue skies and 70-degree temps perfect for layering into the 50's after the show.

Those of us with GA seats entered the stadium through the Southwest tunnel that opened right onto the stadium floor. The roof was open and while we were ready to rock, we realized we had quite a wait until the 7:30 opener (Beck). At first we tried to stake our claim to floor space near the end of the catwalk where they would do the opening set, but eventually our hunger led us upstairs for pre-show pizza. We meandered back down and found an equally good spot to stand... and then sit... and then get jostled, stepped on, and otherwise irritated by people's stupidity, so we finally decided it wasn't worth an few extra feet. We meandered about and saw a few other people we knew from Fort Wayne, and settled about 50 yards back just in front of the sound board.

BECK
I was not overly excited about Beck. I was a little familiar, but didn't realize until he started just how many songs I knew. I was pleasantly surprised at how good a show he put on. He had people dancing and singing and I'd say was a grand choice to open. He started promptly at 7:30, and I'd guess played until 8:30. It seemed just about right. Everyone was ready...

I found it interesting that, after he was done, the crew tore down the ENTIRE stage setup. The instruments, lighting, lifts and everything. All that was left was the giant backdrop for U2. We wandered over to the right side of the stage (facing it) and were watching them take everything off the side. A fork truck driver was removing the light stands Beck had used, and those of us in the area were momentarily mesmerized. We swore at least one of them was going to come crashing down as they bounced and swayed on the end of the forks. It was a nice little distraction to pass the time.

THE SHOW
It was probably around 9:20 when U2 took the stage. This was earlier than we anticipated because we'd heard complaints they didn't start until more like 10. They did the first few songs from the end of the catwalk - with no video. We'd been warned of this too so we weren't surprised, but we actually had a pretty good spot to see them. The start was electric... and it did not fade...

This is where words start to fail. It was simply an amazing show, incredible sound, perfect vibe, and... if I didn't know better I'd think they were piping at least the aroma of weed into the air. :) Not that artificial high-ness was needed anyway. From the giant video screen stretched across the endzone, the pounding beat reverberating through your body, sheer joy of being in the midst of a throng lost in dancing, singing, swaying, and dream... I can't imagine anything being able to top this.

We ended up staying on the right side of the stage. Fortunately each of the front-men made at least one stroll over to where we were. A time or two we managed to get right up front. We also opted to move back now and then to try to take in the enormity of the video. There was just too much to see, to hear, to do and be and know!

I suppose they ended around 11:30. After doing the entire Joshua Tree album, they wrapped up with some of their later classics, and even debuted their new single "You're the Best Thing About Me" for the first time live, right here in Indianapolis! I will post the set list below, but it ended the only way it could: much too soon, but contentedly simple, as the entire evening seemed.

HOME AGAIN
We stayed til the end and didn't have any trouble getting out of the stadium and back to our car. I think we pulled out at 11:45 or so, and after a hideously long wait at a McDonald's on the way home (26 minutes!), we arrived at our bed just after 2 am.

THE SET LIST (via http://www.u2.com/tour/date/id/45561461)

Encore

Beautiful Day
Elevation
Vertigo
You're the Best Thing About Me
Ultra Violet (Light My Way)
One


PICTURES FROM MY PHONE

These video's behind the band were so awesome!






Actual shot of Bono (not on the big screen).


Actual shot of Bono (not on the big screen).

Actual shot of The Edge (not on the big screen).


Actual shot of Adam (not on the big screen).



Saturday, September 09, 2017

Styx at foellinger theatre


We took in our first concert at Fort Wayne's lovely Foellinger Theatre this past Thursday night. Lady Jane won free tickets in a radio contest to see the band Styx. While they are a band we were very familiar with growing up, it isn't something we would have otherwise forked over $49 apiece for. We were very glad we went though.

We had always wanted to attend a show at Foellinger, but it just never seemed to work out. It's a great mid-size open-air venue though. I believe seating is just over 2700 in a covered bandshell sort of arena. The sides are open but all the seats are covered - which is good because there was a brief downpour during the concert. It's also super easy to get around - from parking to concessions and restrooms. There really isn't a bad seat in the house. Main seating are plastic fold-down seats. While they're not padded, they are wide enough for today's bodies. There are bleachers in the far back, but even those don't seem all that distant from the stage. Seating Chart


As for Styx, like I said, since we were teenagers in the 70's and 80's we were very familiar with their music. I wasn't big into "prog-rock" though so I had really only heard them on the radio. I just read where former member Dennis DeYoung was more the driving force behind that sound, so not having him in the band any longer they seem a much more guitar-driven straight on rock band. Tommy Shaw and James Young ROCKED on guitar. The sound was superb on this cool September evening as well. It didn't hurt the ears, but I could feel the sound moving my pant-legs. That's just the way I like it.

The band included one original member - Chuck Panozzo - who played bass on a few songs. Apparently he's struggled with health issues. The rest of the band have been together for quite some time and include:
James “JY” Young  Lead vocals, guitars
Tommy Shaw  Lead vocals, guitars
Todd Sucherman  Drums, percussion
Lawrence Gowan  Lead vocals, keyboards

Ricky Phillips  Bass, guitar, vocals

We actually ended up sitting in the $69 seating area with some friends. We were supposed to be in the bleachers, but good friends of ours bought tickets the day of the show and they were almost center stage about halfway back (not even 100 ft from the stage). We were just going to chat with them until the people the seats belonged to arrived. It turned out no one ever did show up! So we had exceptional seats, and it was a fantastic show!

We will definitely be going back to Foellinger for more concerts, and I would be tempted to see Styx again as well. I was pleasantly surprised by their hard-driving guitar heavy sound. It was a grand night, if I do say so myself!