Memo to the Gonzo Guy

sent as an email to Chris:
Well, I guess I’m still on your email list, so I’ll go ahead and thank you directly for the lovely broom. Of course I already have one, but one can always use a spare. In return I would be honored to mail you one of my copies of Erica Jong’s “Witches,” of which I have several copies, all but one received as gifts. But I won’t unless you tell me to.
Meanwhile, congratulations on your new site. That’s the kind of stuff that just might change the world (at least an important piece of the business world).
You are a worthy opponent, even though I think that, like some, you often play dirty. That’s why there are witches — or more accurately, women who cloak themselves in that kind of disturbing image.
as always
cybercrone

Taken by “Taken”

As I’m cleaning and cooking, I’m watching Steven Spielberg’s “Taken,” which I taped, since it runs for 20 hours. I was prepared not to like it, but as I get into the 4th segment, I find it fascinating the way he wove together the histories and myths of “the truth is out there.” The “cigarette man” from the X-Files, in his younger days, might be one of the central figures. His duplicity, immorality, total lack of conscience, and even pure evil, develop as the story line develops. What I found interesting was something that the child-voiced narrator says in relation to him — something about why people become that way — likening it to what we see often happening on the playground. “If you’re the one doing the pushing, you’re not going to be the one being pushed.”
(Addendum: Oops. He wasn’t the “cigarette man” because he died. Oh well. That’s what I get for jumping the gun.)

Relentlessness

Being relentless is one of my best qualities and one of my worst. It’s the one that allowed me whatever successes I had advocating for the arts and humanities in education — which are always the first to be cut out of the school budget and which many classroom teachers don’t understand how to integrate into what they already are teaching.
It’s also a quality that makes people and bloggers tell me “enough already.”
So my mantra for the coming year is going to be from my favorite translation of Lao Tsu’s Tao Te Ching, #8.
The highest good is like water.
Water gives life to the ten thousand things and does not strive.
It flows in places men reject and so is like the Tao.
In dwelling, be close to the land.
In meditation, go deep into the heart.
In dealing with others, be gentle and kind.
In speech, be true.
In ruling, be just.
In business, be competent.
In action, watch the timing.
No fight. No blame.

Not relentless like crashing waves, or incessant hail stones. Rather, relentless like the steady, even flow of clear, cleansing water. Here’s hoping.