Hillary said in the Washington Post that she will stay in the race until the convention in
This sounds like an old adage now.
You can always leave it to a
Hillary said in the Washington Post that she will stay in the race until the convention in
This sounds like an old adage now.
You can always leave it to a
I don’t remember that title being thrown about so loosely like someone is ready to be the leader of the only superpower left in the world. Although someone must take the mantle, I don’t think there is one trait or a perfect combination of traits that makes someone the most qualified to be Commander-in-Chief. There is something so absurd about asking that question. Even though I support Obama, I wouldn’t say Obama is for sure the most ready to be Commander-In-Chief. Who is? What are the qualifications? Age? How long one was a POW? A minimum 35 years of “experience”? A Harvard Law degree? How many trips you have taken to
The truth is that most candidates have built themselves up into this perfect candidate that will fulfill all the responsibilities they will take on as the leader of the free world. I don’t buy into that and neither does Obama who has already said this about a possible Obama presidency, “there will be mistakes.” That’s refreshing. Even though there have been many chances, we haven’t heard an admission like that from the President in eight years.
I don’t want a battle hardened Commando-in-Chief. I want a leader that is aware of their responsibilities and realizes that he or she will not be able to meet all of them, but will do their best to meet as many as they can by assigning those duties of Commander-in-Chief that they feel they are least qualified to perform to their cabinet members.
This is one reason that McCain’s stubbornness scares me. He is battle hardened, a real American hero. He knows war and torture and he has wrongly presumed that qualifies him for guiding us through the Iraq War. If he takes The White House, McCain will perhaps take on the mantle of Commander-in-Chief even more stubbornly than Bush has. What would this look like? For starters, this would mean a continuation of Bush’s foreign policy. It would also mean a stay-the-course philosophy in
What McCain won’t do is redefine the role of Commander-in-Chief, but I think that is precisely what we need the next leader of this country to do. We need an Ambassador-in-Chief, an ambassador to the American people, a person willing to take diplomacy to new levels by engaging in talks with nations that some consider so evil that to do so, to talk to these nations, would mean lowering the
So where do I draw the distinction then between the remaining candidates? If you regularly read this blog you already know some of those distinctions, but I will try to do some more drawing of distinctions now.
For one, Obama is younger and less absorbed into
So, maybe it is a matter of who is most ready. But the question: who is most ready to be Commander-in-Chief, places too much importance on the role of leading this country’s army. That is an essential role, don’t get me wrong, but we need a leader who is going to be the Commander-in-Chief of not only the army, but first and foremost, the people of this country. This leader, I hope, will give the American people input more than once every four years like Dana Perino says the Bush administration does. This leader should check in on the pulse of the nation more often. And when they find that opinion is found to directly oppose the current policies the leader shouldn’t respond with “So?” like Dick Cheney did last week when reminded that most Americans unwaveringly do not believe the Iraq War was worth fighting.
Lingering with more frequency these days is some substantial doubt about my writing and my hopes to ever write for a career. I try to fend off the doubting voice in my head that says:
Who are you kidding? You are never going to make it as a writer. You should quit writing anything and focus on a different career path. There are so many writers out there. Why does your opinion count? I am not making a career of it because I have a blog. Everyone has a blog. Blogs are as common as Facebook pages. Most bloggers aren’t taken seriously. You shouldn’t start writing a book right now because you don’t know how to do it. Plus, what are you going to write about? Even if you write something people won’t pay for it to be published. Do you know anything well enough to actually write about it?
I have always seriously doubted myself and I don’t know why. So, these are the thoughts going through my mind almost every time I think of writing, look for writing jobs, or read about another young writer out there enjoying having his or her work published.
I think a lot of this doubt is circumstantial. Spring and summer are sweeping in on
Kate and I have almost been here nine months and we still haven’t struck gold in the search for a church. Should we even be looking for gold? That’s tough to argue. One could say it takes a while to establish a healthy connection to a church and not one out there is perfect. This is true, but over the last nine months I have developed much more appreciation for those moments in my life that I have met or heard of others looking for the right church.
It has not been easy to find a church we can call home. This is troubling. I don’t think it should be difficult, but it is. I don’t know if this search is difficult because of the qualities we are searching for in a church. Are we being too stringent? I don’t know if the search is difficult because of the selection available to us.
I do know that I have worried more than once that we (Kate and I) will not find the kind of church we are looking for. We have visited about eight at this point. Many of them have been too charismatic and Pentecostal for us. While I was at work a few Sundays ago Kate went to a church very close to us. She came back with a negative review. The pastor had reported from the pulpit that global warming is a hoax perpetuated by the liberal agenda in this country. The pastor then proceeded to heal members of the church by slamming his hand down on their foreheads. Luckily, there were some elders behind these members to catch them after the fall. We won’t be going back.
About a week ago we received a mailing from another nearby church. It looked promising. I checked their website and read their “essential beliefs” section. It was going well for a while until I ran across some rough patches. One of the rough patches was on leadership. This church, like many others, doesn’t allow women to be in leadership positions. Women can volunteer and work for the church, but when it comes to speaking and leadership roles, women are excluded. The site offered 1 Corinthians 14: 34-35 to justify this stance. We won’t be checking that place out.
The first church we went to out here was downright frightening, not to mention it was so huge that I think we could go there for a whole year and not be recognized once. This is the same for the church we went to on Sunday. There seemed to be 5,000 people in attendance. According to Wikipedia, it is the largest church in
I don’t have a solution. I just wrote this to express a little bit of my frustration and sympathy for others in the same boat.
As promised, I will post a longer health update blog, but first this.
I have a day-by-day calendar that is from the writers of The Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook. The topic on Monday was “How to Recognize Lyme Disease.”
More than a few times over the last five months it sounded like a disease I could have had, or have, once I found out you could have it and never have the classic bull’s eye rash.
The listed systemic symptoms are many and I have had many of them, including, ear pain, temporary hearing loss, ringing, sensitivity to noise, headaches, facial paralysis, stiff neck, stomach pain, nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite, inflammation, and possibly a sudden onset heart murmur.
I was tested for the Lyme antibody back in January. The test was negative. The mystery unsolved, but I was told it is sometimes hard to get a certain diagnosis of Lyme disease.
It is still one of my theories that I had Lyme disease and I am very slowly fighting off its grasp. Who knows?
Five years ago, when the War in
I remember feeling somewhat okay with the invasion because the world would be a better place without Saddam. I also remember feeling very uneasy and confused about the decision to go into
Searching the archives of this nearly three year old blog for the first mention of the War in
The nation's focus for the last month has been on the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina and Rita, but in the time between those hurricanes, 40 more US Soldiers have lost their lives in
Here we are, two and half years since I wrote that. I am still comfortably writing. And generations are still dying in the desert. I am reminded of a huge reason my political ideology started to shift. I want this war to end. If
Occasionally they will claim that the duration and toughness of this war is due to the unconventional enemy we are fighting. Do they really believe that though? With every day that we are in
I really have enjoyed not watching American Idol this year. I will never watch a whole season ever again, but I checked in last night and I have a few thoughts. I thought I’d get them out on here.
When I watched Idol last year I saw each contestant develop as a singer and performer. No matter what someone starts as on Idol, if they stay on the show, it is nearly impossible not to improve. In the beginning, I heard how bad many of the contestants were. Since I knew how much they were improving throughout the show last year I was more and more impressed with each performer as the weeks went on (except Sanjaya of course).
I had heard that this year’s top 12 were one of the best groups ever and when I saw them sing last night I thought most of them were horrible. I wonder how bad last year’s contestants would have sounded if I just checked in once midway through the season? There’s no telling, but I doubt they would sound nearly as good as I thought they were last year after watching them from their humble beginnings to the final weeks of the show.
It is now more evident to me that American Idol becomes more of a popularity contest than a singing contest. It is just convenient, that at the end of the show the winner usually happens to be a decent singer.
I don’t know if you noticed, but about two weeks ago I wrote a very short blog on Brett Favre’s retirement. In the title of that blog I misspelled mourns.
Immediately after writing, I moved to the couch to do some reading and as I sat down a horrific thought popped into my head. Shoot, did I put an ‘e’ in mourns? Did I misspell a word in the title of a blog? I refused to believe, but I kept on getting flashes of “mournes” in my head. That’s impossible. I read on and didn’t get up for a while.
An hour later I went back to the computer and checked the title just to make sure I didn’t misspell mourns. I did. I had “Wisconsin Mournes” as the title of the blog. I was really scared and I changed it immediately, hoping there weren’t already emails in the inbox that pointed out the typo to the English Major.
There was one comment left on that blog while the typo was still up, but that person (Erik) was too kind to not say anything about it or maybe he just didn’t notice. I was lucky, lucky because as soon as I declared English as my major I entered into this mystical realm of literature, language, grammar, spelling, and punctuation. This is not a realm English Majors put themselves into. This is a realm that all others put us into. One could say English Majors get typecasted. Some, but not all traits of our typecast character include the following:
…is a perfect speller. I’m not perfect, but I can hold my own. This one has never really bothered me.
…has read everything. This one is by far the most annoying myth to confront. The canonical works that English Majors are required to read can be different from college to college, but rarely is the canon the same from decade to decade. Some books that may have been in the canon in the 70s may not have been in the canon in the 90s. You get the point. So, when I had a conversation with a co-worker a few weeks ago that went something like this…
Me: What are you reading right now?
Barista: Jack Kerouac’s On the Road. It’s one of my favorites.
Barista: Have you read it?
Barista: C’mon, English Major. How could you have not read that? It’s so relevant.
…I got a little fired up and that is when I first thought of writing this blog. Something this co-worker (and many more people!) needs to understand is that just because a book has been declared a Penguin Classic doesn’t mean it is in the canon. From what I know about On the Road, it is a relevant book, especially to Kerouac's generation, but as relevant to English literature as The Miller’s Tale, A Dictionary of the English Language, or Hamlet? Please.
…does not make errors in punctuation. I am almost positive I have made an error in this blog. That’s sort of okay with me because this is a blog. However, I do try to keep the punctuation errors to a minimum. My punctuation could be better, but I’m not trying to write the next edition of The Elements of Style. I think I’m okay.
…is not going to misspeak. This one drives me crazy. I misspeak all the time. I get my words in a jumble. My writing vocabulary is extraordinarily large compared to my speaking vocabulary. Making minor errors with verb conjugation, possessives, and the like, is a common habit for everyone else, why can’t it be the same for English Majors?
Don’t hate because I like reading Bill Bryson’s Dictionary of Troublesome Words during my down time.
I won’t ever be able to see that pier into
Lake Michiganand not think about the trip I had out here with my wife and two fine gentlemen. I see them leap from it. Sounds of that trip come to me when the apartment is dark and empty. They make me smile.
The movie wasn’t bad. I didn’t know what to expect, but it didn’t send me running for the exit.
I was on screen for a total of three seconds. The one line I had wasn’t cut.
My name was even in the credits, and in keeping with the quality of some of the acting and camera work in the movie, my last name was misspelled. Bryce Percia.
The movie definitely would receive an R rating. There is plenty of nasty, descriptive language and a flash of nudity, if I am not mistaken. The lighting was bad, but I believe one scene was shot in a strip club, or what was supposed to be one.
There was a post-premiere party where the beer was free.
I didn’t know what to expect for an official movie premiere in
Before the movie started I was watching people stream into the theater. I spotted the director and he recognized me and approached me to shake my hand and he thanked me for coming out tonight. It was a nice gesture, certainly one I wasn’t really expecting considering the role I played in this whole thing. After a while I just toned down the cynicism. I knew this was the director’s first crack at filmmaking. Obviously, the movie isn’t going to be amazing. Plus, the first time most of us do anything it is really, really bad.
With that said, we stayed to watch the entire movie. I think that says enough. I was prepared to jet if it proved to be really bad, but it wasn’t. The whole movie centers on a serial killer who has already been imprisoned. He is serving a life sentence for five murders, but much of the information about why he killed these five people and where they are now remains a mystery. He says he will only reveal important information regarding his motives and the resting place of his victims to one man, an old criminal psychology professor and a handful of his students. The majority of the movie is shot in a warehouse where the serial killer speaks to the professor and five students. Essentially, the movie is a prolonged discussion amongst these six people about the serial killer’s motives. His motives? He takes justice into his own hands by providing much crueler punishment than our justice system allows. It reminded me of The Punisher if there were no action scenes and the Punisher just sat everyone down and told them why and how he did it. Toward the end there are a few flashback scenes and some nice twists to wrap up the story.
You might recall me blogging about being an extra in a movie last August. Read about it here if you need to. Well, I’ve got an update. Since I hadn’t heard from anyone in a long time, I assumed the movie was old news and I had never been emailed or called about the premiere or a way to see it. Kate and I were just talking about this a couple days ago.
I received this email yesterday from the director letting me know that the premiere is tonight. I don’t actually know for sure if Kate will come with me, but I can’t turn down going to the premiere. Apparently, after the premiere the movie is going to be showing at this theater for about a week.
I’ll definitely review it on here, but right now I am apprehensive about going. I hope it is not too embarrassing to watch. I hope it is not too long. I hope it is not awful. I hope if it is horrible, I can sneak out of the theater. I am a ghost in this town. I can do that.
Oh, I almost forgot. If my one line isn't cut from the movie, I can add myself to IMDB. I’m doing it.
I wrote yesterday that I was going to try to make it five weeks without this blog being dominated by politics. Then I read a decent chunk of old blogs (they were almost 2 years old) and I read this on Aaron’s blog “As Bryce is slowing down on the politics blogging, I'm just about to heat up” and I got sad and immediately regretted trying to dial down on the politics.
Selfishly, I wanted to be the one about to heat up, but I have been feeling somewhere inside of me that I am the one that needs to cool off…even if it is for a few days, weeks, or that five week hiatus I spoke of yesterday.
April 22 –
May 6 –
May 13 –
May 20 –
May 27 – Idaho (R)
June 1 –
June 3 –
There are a solid five weeks between now and the next primary week. I don’t really know what I’ll be blogging about between now and then, but hopefully I can keep a decent number up. What is a decent number? Well, in five out of the last seven months I have blogged as many or more times than there are days in that month. Without the rough and tumble health days of November and December I think that would be 7 out of 7 months, but stuff happens. I want to keep that streak alive and possibly improve upon those numbers. I don’t see that happening if I don’t have at least some posts on politics. So, there will be a few, but not too many…hopefully.
With that, I give you this. Newsweek’s new cover…
I drive by Qdoba everyday. And everyday, I don’t go in because it is not a Chipotle.
When I drove by Qdoba yesterday I thought about how if
Then I thought of doing something crazy, like writing a blog that compares the Chipotle/Qdoba battle to the Obama/Clinton battle. Mostly, I thought I would draw similarities between the two from a very opinionated perspective. I was really excited. I do this a lot. See something. Think for a couple seconds and say to myself, “Oh, I could write about that.”
After getting home yesterday I thought about it and realized that would make for one crappy blog. I could only think of one point to make out of the whole comparison.
Clinton is like Qdoba
Obama and Chipotle stand alone. There are no substitutes.
Out of all the Oscar nominated films I hadn’t seen by Oscar night, I wanted to see There Will Be Blood the most. I remembered scenes from the movie for days just because I had seen the movie trailer. Daniel Day-Lewis’ performance was also a point of curiosity for me. On every channel that did a story on the movie, or during any awards show, you could see a clip of Day-Lewis’ yelling “I’ve abandoned my child. I’ve abandoned my child.” I needed to know the story behind that intense scene so I took my only friend in
From the first moments of the film when Daniel Plainview (Day-Lewis) is dangerously working by himself digging for oil, to the last words of There Will Be Blood—I’m finished—the film is a sinister and foreboding look into the greed of men, specifically one man, Plainview. For him, there is only money and what he has to do to acquire that money—anything. There are no friends, no boundaries, and, ultimately, no loyalties. The filmmakers establish this ominous mood right away with an eerily screeching soundtrack. Making those in the audience wait over twenty minutes for the first word of dialogue drills the point home that
The first half-hour of the movie tested Kate’s patience. She was ready to leave me in the theater and slip into the new McConaughey/Hudson joint, Fool’s Gold, but I told her to be patient and “hold out a little longer. I think you’ll like this one.” She had to hold out for 2 hours and 38 minutes, but she did warm to the movie and left the theater comparing its goodness to that of No Country For Old Men.
It is a funny thing about the scene where Daniel Plainview yells “I’ve abandoned my child.” All the previews and clips of that scene made it look like the most serious and dramatic moment. Actually, that scene was full of irony and humor. It drew more than a few laughs from the audience. In this scene,
There Will Be Blood does not lift one’s spirits. Much like No Country, this film ends on a down note and resignation. If
If the Clintons beat Obama this way, I have a simple prediction. It will mean a mass flight from the process. It will alter the political consciousness of an entire generation of young voters - against any positive interaction with the political process for the foreseeable future. I'm not sure that Washington yet understands the risk the Clintons are taking with their own party and the future of American politics.
In the primaries, a vote for her, really is a vote for McCain. Hillary lover or hater, how could you think that this is something presidential to say?
"Sen. McCain has a lifetime of experience, I have a lifetime of experience, Sen. Obama has one speech in 2002"
The 2008 Mountain West Conference Championships in swimming took place last week. The men finished third and missed second place by less than 15 points. This was a very impressive finish for them. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting it, but I am so proud of those guys.
I feel a nostalgic attachment to the seniors of this year’s team. They are the last class of swimmers at
It has been fun following their progress as Cowboys over the last three years. Momentarily, I yearn to be back in their presence, together again in that brotherhood. But instead I watch from afar, proud as ever to say that I own a shred of that elite club in
Way to go, Cowboys.
Bryce sat down with a beer and chips to write something. Anything. He has had a bit of writer’s block lately, but he felt like getting something out. Maybe it would help with the block.
I have to say first that beer and chips aren’t Bryce’s snack preference for writing. He prefers a warm drink, but I think he was just too lazy to prepare one at home or go out into the ever colder weather of
Bryce is mulling over several blog ideas right now. He feels he should post something about the primaries tomorrow since his blog has been increasingly political in the last couple of months. He is not going to post something long though because he told me he would rather just wait until after tomorrow to talk about what happens. He can’t help telling me that he has read somewhere that if Hillary only wins
There is the issue of health. Bryce doesn’t recall recently sharing about his health on his blog. Unlike politics, that is a separate post, but one that will be good to write. It should be up within a week.
Last week, Bryce begged Kate to see There Will Be Blood with him. There wasn’t much convincing needed. They rushed to the theater and smuggled in some Jimmie Johns subs. There will be a post on the movie later, but if you haven’t seen it, Bryce recommends it. Even if you don’t like the movie, Daniel Day-Lewis’ performance is worth seeing.
He tells me he is tired of writing this way. Maybe his writing block is gone. We will see.