Thursday, April 01, 2004
DIDJA MISS ME?
Well, I sure missed you. That's that hard thing about being on Planet California these days. Too much to do, too little time.
My Family's Fine, Thanks.
One of the many reasons I had to be away from the Planet is my trip back "home." My sis and I drove through the upper middle west to visit my brother. What a great time we had. I'd forgotten the ways of folks off the Planet. And I'm lonely and homesick for most of them.
Every farm or home in the Wisconsin prairie was more beautiful than the one before. Clean, painted, with purpose. I thought how Daddy, product of an Indiana farm, would have loved these scenes.
We also drove through Chicago at midday. What a treat. I had forgotten that Chicago was my pick for one of the greatest large cities in the world.
Milwaukee, another drive-through, was simply beautiful. We arrived during drive time on a sunny afternoon. I've never, ever seen so many church steeples. These good folks may as well be on Pluto, for the city displays an in-your-face spiritual front.
St. Paul's (or is it St. Anthony's) Cathedral in Saint Paul is another example of the Catholics getting it right. Wow. Very old world looking.
So that's some of where I was for a couple of weeks, with my sis, on a trip. Then I met my husband in Rogers, Arkansas to visit his mother.
"Shock Treatment"
Before I left on my trip, I'd promised myself I'd finish it. I did.
"Shock Treatment," my screen play, is now in the hands of the cybergods who will find it, praise it, pay for it, make it into one of the best High Concept films of the day. Here's the logline.
Before and during WW II, a man sent to a mental hospital and given electroshock treatments, is revealed as an FBI plant, working with his psychiatrist brother’s girlfriend to uncover Nazis, who are using the hospital for medical experiments, and stealing U.S. Army biological weapons for shipment to Germany.
In theaters everywhere, I hope, soon. Anyone wanta make a movie?
9-11 Commission Backfires on Dems
I don't care if Richard Clarke (I don't remember seeing that name on any ballot) wrote down verbatim what happened in those meetings with Condi, et al. The fact is, Clarke is an opportunistic turncoat who is suddenly important, which is why he's doing this to the President in the first place. Condi evidently didn't like him for a higher position. I reject any breast beating rhetoric about how frigging sorry he is, that he failed us...don't you just love the arrogance of this man?
Truth be told, Mr. Clarke is a sad, middleaged little pawn in the Democrat's failing strategic game for winning the election. The Democrats are so on the wrong side, of the people and of history, they've been instructed now to get the MORs, such as Senator Mary Landrieu from Louisiana to criticize the War in Iraq. Please don't pull Evan Bayh into this thing, Dems, please. I just can't take another one lying to save Kerry. I bet the Clintons, the true heads of the Dem Party, are figuring this out as we speak.
Meanwhile, I'm still waiting for those WMDs to come out. Politically, if the U.S. has those weapons, it would be the piece de resistance of all political, Prince-like strategies ever attempted. It would be like D-Day. An earthmoving event. I'm still praying for that. Why? Why do I believe there are WMDs?
I must believe in something bigger than me.
Earthquake Predicted Before September 5th, Right Outside My Back Door.
Speaking of earthmoving events, the folks who should know are now predicting a major quake on the San Andreas Fault in the canyon between San Jacinto and San Gorgonio mountains. By my calculation, the epicenter would be about 15 miles due East of my rear patio.
I'll batten down the hatches, make new survival kit, and hope for the best.
Fallujah
Wonder what the word Fallujah means.
The attacks yesterday on the civilians cannot be tolerated. These people, outsider Independent Contractors, must be given protection. The answer for the attack yesterday should be swift, forthright and predictable.
Sounds familiar, doesn't it? This basic tactic occurs in war after war, by state after state. The essence of war is always the same: conquering and ruling.
It's easy to say No War. Think of the flak poor FDR had to take, or when MP Churchill was shouted down during Parliament in the 30s when he talked of a "Gathering Storm."
My screen play is about the isolationism of the U.S. before and during WWII. As it turned out, in 1942 at Pearl Harbor, all bets were off. It took a PH to shake people to their very souls. But 9/11 doesn't carry the same cache. The answers I hear are something like, "Yes, but, after all, we do support Israel," or "Well, I doubt another 9/11 will happen now," or "It's America's fault that there was a 9/11." Is it our instant communications that prevents people from ferreting out their emotions from their critical thinking? Reacting? When does self-preservation set in? At the end? When it's too late?
We need to teach people how to be good citizens. Of course, self preservation as a civic attribute is as important as being a peacemaker who's prideful and ignorant of appeasement's final cost. This overwhelming American selfishness makes Fallujahs possible. We turned, ran in Mogadishu when Black Hawk came down. We ran like dogs. Like children, afraid.
I'm seeing a shift after Fallujah. A call for justice and nailing this war down. The desensitizing emotionalism of the American people has begun to go away as Americans get still another gut check.
Kerry Will Lose--He's Too Liberal.
I'm buoyed again this morning, after the endless criticisms against the President have finally faded into the dense layer of icky tobacco and whiskey breath of the Democratic back room deals. The hate speech? Gone. They lost me during the times you called the president "Hitler." Sorry, Dems. I've quit listening. And so have many others.
Thanks for the read.
My Family's Fine, Thanks.
One of the many reasons I had to be away from the Planet is my trip back "home." My sis and I drove through the upper middle west to visit my brother. What a great time we had. I'd forgotten the ways of folks off the Planet. And I'm lonely and homesick for most of them.
Every farm or home in the Wisconsin prairie was more beautiful than the one before. Clean, painted, with purpose. I thought how Daddy, product of an Indiana farm, would have loved these scenes.
We also drove through Chicago at midday. What a treat. I had forgotten that Chicago was my pick for one of the greatest large cities in the world.
Milwaukee, another drive-through, was simply beautiful. We arrived during drive time on a sunny afternoon. I've never, ever seen so many church steeples. These good folks may as well be on Pluto, for the city displays an in-your-face spiritual front.
St. Paul's (or is it St. Anthony's) Cathedral in Saint Paul is another example of the Catholics getting it right. Wow. Very old world looking.
So that's some of where I was for a couple of weeks, with my sis, on a trip. Then I met my husband in Rogers, Arkansas to visit his mother.
"Shock Treatment"
Before I left on my trip, I'd promised myself I'd finish it. I did.
"Shock Treatment," my screen play, is now in the hands of the cybergods who will find it, praise it, pay for it, make it into one of the best High Concept films of the day. Here's the logline.
Before and during WW II, a man sent to a mental hospital and given electroshock treatments, is revealed as an FBI plant, working with his psychiatrist brother’s girlfriend to uncover Nazis, who are using the hospital for medical experiments, and stealing U.S. Army biological weapons for shipment to Germany.
In theaters everywhere, I hope, soon. Anyone wanta make a movie?
9-11 Commission Backfires on Dems
I don't care if Richard Clarke (I don't remember seeing that name on any ballot) wrote down verbatim what happened in those meetings with Condi, et al. The fact is, Clarke is an opportunistic turncoat who is suddenly important, which is why he's doing this to the President in the first place. Condi evidently didn't like him for a higher position. I reject any breast beating rhetoric about how frigging sorry he is, that he failed us...don't you just love the arrogance of this man?
Truth be told, Mr. Clarke is a sad, middleaged little pawn in the Democrat's failing strategic game for winning the election. The Democrats are so on the wrong side, of the people and of history, they've been instructed now to get the MORs, such as Senator Mary Landrieu from Louisiana to criticize the War in Iraq. Please don't pull Evan Bayh into this thing, Dems, please. I just can't take another one lying to save Kerry. I bet the Clintons, the true heads of the Dem Party, are figuring this out as we speak.
Meanwhile, I'm still waiting for those WMDs to come out. Politically, if the U.S. has those weapons, it would be the piece de resistance of all political, Prince-like strategies ever attempted. It would be like D-Day. An earthmoving event. I'm still praying for that. Why? Why do I believe there are WMDs?
I must believe in something bigger than me.
Earthquake Predicted Before September 5th, Right Outside My Back Door.
Speaking of earthmoving events, the folks who should know are now predicting a major quake on the San Andreas Fault in the canyon between San Jacinto and San Gorgonio mountains. By my calculation, the epicenter would be about 15 miles due East of my rear patio.
I'll batten down the hatches, make new survival kit, and hope for the best.
Fallujah
Wonder what the word Fallujah means.
The attacks yesterday on the civilians cannot be tolerated. These people, outsider Independent Contractors, must be given protection. The answer for the attack yesterday should be swift, forthright and predictable.
Sounds familiar, doesn't it? This basic tactic occurs in war after war, by state after state. The essence of war is always the same: conquering and ruling.
It's easy to say No War. Think of the flak poor FDR had to take, or when MP Churchill was shouted down during Parliament in the 30s when he talked of a "Gathering Storm."
My screen play is about the isolationism of the U.S. before and during WWII. As it turned out, in 1942 at Pearl Harbor, all bets were off. It took a PH to shake people to their very souls. But 9/11 doesn't carry the same cache. The answers I hear are something like, "Yes, but, after all, we do support Israel," or "Well, I doubt another 9/11 will happen now," or "It's America's fault that there was a 9/11." Is it our instant communications that prevents people from ferreting out their emotions from their critical thinking? Reacting? When does self-preservation set in? At the end? When it's too late?
We need to teach people how to be good citizens. Of course, self preservation as a civic attribute is as important as being a peacemaker who's prideful and ignorant of appeasement's final cost. This overwhelming American selfishness makes Fallujahs possible. We turned, ran in Mogadishu when Black Hawk came down. We ran like dogs. Like children, afraid.
I'm seeing a shift after Fallujah. A call for justice and nailing this war down. The desensitizing emotionalism of the American people has begun to go away as Americans get still another gut check.
Kerry Will Lose--He's Too Liberal.
I'm buoyed again this morning, after the endless criticisms against the President have finally faded into the dense layer of icky tobacco and whiskey breath of the Democratic back room deals. The hate speech? Gone. They lost me during the times you called the president "Hitler." Sorry, Dems. I've quit listening. And so have many others.
Thanks for the read.
