tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53639117889275158132024-03-08T07:17:13.265-08:00The Voice From Left Fieldunklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-36050746972630621452010-07-28T12:23:00.000-07:002010-07-28T12:26:37.167-07:00Hitler and BeckHitler and Beck…..<br /><br />(From a paper I wrote in college in 1971)<br /><br /><br /><br />“Those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it” is a timeless truth attributed to such paragons of wisdom as George Santayana, Winston Churchill, Thomas Jefferson and Pogo. Regardless of who said it, it is a terrible judgment which we shall bring upon ourselves.<br /><br />In 1971, I took a course called “The Psychology of Persuasion” in my major which was Interpersonal Communication. In that class, I wrote a detailed term paper on Joseph Goebbles, Adolf Hitler and their use of/perfecting of propaganda. In 1971, there was no evidence that any such efforts were afoot to utilize this evil art. Furthermore, few, if any could rationally conceive that Prototypical Nazi Propaganda could used in any Freed Democracy, much less an nation so “enlightened” as the United States.<br /><br />Arise Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck, Sean Hannity, Mark Enyart, Sarah Palin, etc. Unlike the dictatorially controlled message from Adolf Hitler, through Joseph Goebbles, these independent entrepreneurs have each carved their own piece of the marketplace, while working the “same side of the street.” This Ultra-Right Wing, Politreligious movement, has mirrored the principles of these “Unprincipled Denizens of the Underworld” to the “T.” Masked behind free speech, political entertainment and patriotism, motivated by selfishness and fear they thrive. <br /><br />Let me cite a few abridged points from my 1971 term paper and show the way they are frighteningly followed by the Rush Hannibecklins. <br /><br />The Big Lie<br /><br />The prime foundation of Goebbles/Hitler was the understanding that if one told a big enough lie, often enough, the masses would be persuaded. In the case of Goebbles/Hitler, the Big Lie was the selection of and perseveration on a Great Evil/Satan. <br /><br />The Great Evil/Satan<br /><br />For Goebbles/Hitler the Great Evil/Satan were the Jews. Every societal, national, economic, moral problem was caused by the Jews. The Jews had secretly caused Germany’s defeat and subsequent humiliation in and after World War I. Jewish bankers were the cause of Germany’s economic crash of the late 20’s/early 30’s. Infected Jews were spreading disease/mental illness among the pure Aryan/Germans. Jews were clandestinely causing the street violence and public unrest rampant in German cities.<br /><br />Exploitation of civil/social/economic unrest<br /><br />Civil/social/economic unrest which were rampant and greatly instigated by the Nazi’s themselves were used to cause fear, unrest and great angst of the populace. They require unrest to create a need, real and exaggerated, for stability. With the telling of the Great Lie, the masses could be convinced that the Great Evil/Satan was the cause.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Promise of return to Past Days of Glory<br /><br />Goebbles/Hitler built dream castles in the minds of Germans to return to historical/mythological days of Wagnerian superhuman greatness and glory. From the 1936 Olympics to theatric and public parade/mass meeting pageantry Goebbles/Hitler were masters a staging events to achieve deep emotional mind-control.<br /><br />The Aryan Myth<br /><br />With a strange mixture of pseudo-science, revisionist history and religi-mythological propaganda, the German people were indoctrinated to believe that they had been “Chosen by God/the gods/Fate/Spirits of Dead Conquerors” to rule the Land of their birthright. Removal of any who were living there was a virtue/mission ordained by the gods to purify that which was now contaminated by lesser, mongrel people.<br /><br />Religious Nationalism<br /><br />Utilizing those leaders of the religious community who would cooperate, Goebbles/Hitler intertwined religion, the Occult, Wagnerian Mythology to create a new Religious Nationalism. Germans were indoctrinated to worship Nationalism. It was their new religion. Those who opposed Nazi Nationalism were not just political opponents, they were the enemies of the Devine and Devine Mandate. Religious leaders who opposed him were eliminated.<br /><br />Tell the Masses What They Want to Hear.<br /><br />By studying and careful analysis, Goebbles/Hitler knew all too well what the German public (or any public) wanted to hear. Shifting all blame to a satanic scapegoat, longing for a better life, justifying all means of acquiring that better life, the only morality which survived was the message of that which made them feel good, important, safe and powerful.<br /><br />Elimination of non-productive<br /><br />The “non-productive”, such as the terminally ill or mentally retarded were portrayed as a drain upon the energy and resources of Germany’s Nationalistic Devine Mandate. They were systematically euthanized.<br /><br />Enter the Rush Hannibecklins<br /><br />If we now look at what the Rush Hannibecklinsm are now doing, we can see that they fit lockstep or should I say goosestep every point of the way with their clearly studied and copied mentors, Hers Goebbles unt Hitler. <br /> <br />NOTE: I am not equating the Rush Hannibecklins with classic conservatism as so aptly and statesmanly vocalized by such great figures as Barry Goldwater, Paul Harvey or William F. Buckley Jr. As I have often stated, classic conservatism is a crucial thread which, when woven in balance with classic liberalism becomes the warp and weave of this great Republic.<br /><br />The Big Lie<br /><br />The prime foundation of Rush Hannibecklin is the understanding that if one tells a big enough lie, often enough, the masses will be persuaded. As in the case of Goebbles/Hitler, the Big Lie of the Rush Hannibecklins is the selection of and perseveration on a Great Evil/Satan. <br /><br />The Great Evil/Satan<br /><br />For Rush Hannibecklins the Great Evil/Satan are the liberals/progressives/non-whites. Every societal, national, economic, moral problem in the present day United States is caused by the liberals/progressives/non-whites. The liberals/progressives/non-whites. have caused the United States’ defeat and subsequent humiliation of Viet Nam. Liberal spending to finance social welfare programs for non-whites has been the cause of the United States’ budgetary deficits and every economic downturn since WWII. Non-white/homosexuals are spreading disease and illness which is bankrupting our healthcare capabilities. These same groups of blacks, Hispanics and homosexuals are the cause of the dissolution of the family unity, moral decay, teen pregnancy and civil unrest.<br /><br />Exploitation of civil/social/economic unrest<br /><br />Civil/social/economic unrest which have been greatly exacerbated government pandering to huge corporations are used by the Rush Hannibecklins to cause fear, unrest and great angst of the populace. They require this unrest to create a need, real and exaggerated, for stability. With the telling of the Great Lie, the masses could be convinced that the Great Evil/Satan was the cause. In addition, terrorist activities of radical Moslems, both real and instigated through Imperial Hubris is used to fan the flames of fear among the populace.<br /><br />Promise of return to Past Days of Glory<br /><br />Rush Hannibecklins build dream castles in the minds of Americans to return to historical/mythological days of stability, civil peace, family solidarity, military might, security and safety. The individual and militia mentality security is promoted as the only real safety and power that can be trusted. Taking advantage of such white-dominated movements as Promise Keepers and TEA Party the Rush Hannibecklins use inflamed mob psychology, if not mass pageantry to whip up public emotions. This facilitates deep levels of mind control for speakers who repeat the Big Lie, the myth that whites are down-trodden and in need of self –defense.<br /><br />The ‘Aryan’ Myth<br /><br />The Aryan Myth has been replaced by the American Myth, that the real estate from the Atlantic to the Pacific and between Canada and Mexico is a uniquely blessed property, a New Promised Land, New Jerusalem. Like the German people before them, Americans are easily indoctrinated to believe that they had been “Chosen by God to rule this Land of their birthright. Removal of any (Native Americans) who were living there was a virtue/mission ordained by God to purify that which was now contaminated by lesser, mongrel people. Furthermore, prevention of new migrations of brown, non-English-speaking people (of which there is great physical and economic fear) is not a selfish motivation but a sacred right/mandate.<br /><br />Religious Nationalism<br /><br />Utilizing those leaders of the religious community who have been all to eager to cooperate, the Rush Hannibecklins intertwine religion, and patriotism to create a new Religious Nationalism. Religious Right Wing Extremists have been indoctrinated to worship Nationalism. It is their new religion. Those who opposed this Nationalism are not just political opponents, they are the enemies of the Devine and Devine Mandate. Religious leaders who opposed them are socially/religiously excommunicated. (Mr. Beck’s calling progressive clergy/denominations communist or Nazi.)<br /><br />Tell the Masses What They Want to Hear.<br /><br />By studying and careful analysis, the Rush Hannibecklins know all too well what the American public (or any public) wanted to hear. Shifting all blame to a satanic/liberal scapegoat, longing for a better life, justifying all means of acquiring that better life, the only morality which survives is the message of that I have no responsibility to be my brother’s keeper. He is needy because he is not as deserving or hardworking as I am. Social welfare programs, which would take dollars from my pocket are wrong. Not because they are selfish, but because they are Un-American. There is no more effective feel-good message than that! I am important. I have the right to any means to be safe and to accomplish this, we must be powerful.<br /><br />Elimination of non-productive<br /><br />I am not my brother’s keeper. I have no responsibility to the “non-productive”. To care for them is a drain upon the energy and resources of the United States’ Nationalistic Devine Mandate. <br /><br />In Conclusion……<br /><br />As long as this has been, it is a radically abridged rendition of my thoughts. Most specific examples have left off or it might have gone 15-20 pages. I do stand firm in my conviction that the United States will be strong only as long as there is a moral partnership of liberal and conservative thought/legislative action. However the frightening trend of Ultra Right-Wing Hatred and Rush Hannibeclinism threatens this balance.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-65851970445371752502010-07-27T08:04:00.000-07:002010-07-27T08:23:18.969-07:00DRILL-BABY-SPILLBP is perhaps close to truly stopping one of the worst ecological rapes in recorded history. Anyone who believes that they will willingly pay for the COMPLETE payment and clean up believes that the Chicago Cubs will win the World Series……….in this lifetime.<br /><br />Here are three simple facts:<br /><br />One. BP drilled a well they could not plug before an ecological disaster.<br /><br />Two. ‘Drill-Baby-Spillers’ admit (and everybody else knows) that as long as there are wells drilled, there WILL be spills/leaks.<br /><br />Three. ‘Drill-Baby-Spillers’ want to continue to drill wells that cannot be plugged before ecological disasters occur (again).<br /><br />The ONLY conclusion is this: The current disaster is acceptable to the DRILL-BABY-SPILLERS.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-57613561651566371002010-02-21T09:44:00.000-08:002010-02-21T10:55:49.624-08:00Remarks at the Funeral of Denise GandeeIt is good to commemorate the life of our fellow teacher, our friend Denise. It is also good to celebrate the life of Denise. But we would do her the greatest disservice if we did not pause to consider a little of what we have learned from Denise. It seemed like it was just a few short days ago we gathered to tell her thank you and to recall with much laughter and gratitude all the hundreds of things for which we remembered her. Sadly, the time for thanking Denise face to face is gone, the time to stop and recall the things she had to teach us is not gone. <strong>And that is because those lessons are that part of Denise that lives on in all of us.</strong> <br />*<br />After growing up for 45 wonderful years as a Baptist, it has been my joy to have spent the last decade as an Episcopalian; sort’a Catholic-Lite if you will. And yes, it is true that where you have four Episcopalians you will also find a fifth. But one of the elements of our faith journey, which I love, is to offer thanksgiving prayers to God for those who have gone on before me. And every morning as I drive to school I am saying my morning prayers on the Broken Arrow Expressway. As a Baptist I prayed with my eyes closed, but when driving, I pray Episcopalian style with my eyes open. Still, I’m sure that between my praying and driving I prompt many other drivers to say their prayers, too. But as I pray, it is to offer God thanks that He allowed loved ones like Denise to have touched my life and in touching my life, have taught me to serve Him better AND how to be a better person. And walking with Denise, even these few years, has made me a better person.<br />*<br />In light of this as I thought of Denise while visiting with others who taught with, lived with, walked with and were touched by Denise, one descriptor that kept coming to the top was her dedicated, focused passion. As we all know, Denise was passionate…in whatever she did. But it wasn’t haphazard passion; it was a dedicated/focused passion. <br />*<br />You may not know this, or want to know this. I know you don’t want to picture this, but every morning at 5:30 I’m in the swimming pool at St. John’s Health Club. Yes, I jump in and someone yells, “Thar she blows!” Still I jump in that pool with passion. I kick with passion. I stir up a huge amount of froth and foam with passion. But in that passion I go nowhere, because I have yet to learn the focus and dedication to the correct method for effective forward motion. On the other hand, the skilled swimmers, jump in with just as much passion, but because it is dedicated and focused up the proper techniques they have learned, their passionate kicking causes them to slice through the water like motor boats. <br />*<br />Denise had passion, and it was focued and dedicated towards her goal. Furthermore she was able to focus on a goal that was, first) global and broad in spectrum and, second) she was also able to focus and dedicate her passion to the small details, necessary to make the broad, global goals possible. I like to say that Denise taught us to approach life like a comic book picture. She saw the big picture as well as the tiny little dots that make up that big picture. We all know gifted people who dream the big picture, but they require the detail people to work out the details that must be attended to before the big picture comes together. Likewise we know gifted people who are focused so passionately on the tiny details, the little spots of the picture, that they are not able to organize them into the big picture. Well Denise taught us that you could do both. Her big picture was teaching students to becoming thinking, educated adults. Her big picture was to make the workplace a better place for her fellow teachers. Her room was organized with just the right furniture, (which she had purchased with her own money) lessons were planned. Classroom order was kept and procedures were explained! Deadlines were met. The team functioned as a team. <br />*<br />But she also taught us that to accomplish the big picture, there were hundreds of little details that needed attention: name tags on the doors, candy, the right candy in the dishes, a microwave and salt shakers in the lounge, bus passes that were laminated, pictures and movie screens hung, doors painted and messages put on the marquee. And in all of this, her passion, focus, organization, attention to the big picture and detail she was teaching us that we are called to make this life better for our passing and touching. She wanted a better world and she dedicated her self passionately to making every footstep and life touched, better because she had walked that way.<br />*<br />To succeed in teaching us her lessons, she set the bar high, very high and she was dedicated in reaching that bar herself. First to arrive every morning, last to leave every afternoon she did not leave until everything was in order, so that after dedicating herself to an evening of preparation at home, tomorrow’s lesson plans were ready to deliver. She could, would, and did get upset if others did not accomplish at an expected level of competence. It was not a pleasant encounter when one experienced her well-articulated evaluation for poor production, but God help you if you failed because you had not given your best effort. Before the Army ever came up with the slogan “Be All You Can Be” Denise had been living it and teaching it for years. Yes, those of us who knew her, believed that Denise was indeed an Army of One. She gave nothing but her best and taught us to do the same. If it was going to be done, she taught us that it should be done right. If it was served, it was not served half baked, if it was turned in it wasn’t turned in half-done, if it was to be built it wasn’t built half-aaaaaaaa,……. in a half-way manner. No, with Denise, it was half-assed!<br />*<br />Yes, she could make mistakes, Denise was not perfect and she was the first to admit her imperfections, but as one of our most esteemed colleagues observed, “If Denise made a mistake, you know it was made for the right reasons.” Denise made Lewis and Clark a better school, because she taught us to be better teachers, better administrators, better students, better people. <br />*<br />Let us not allow this lesson to go unlearned. Denise taught us to see the big picture, she taught us to see the little details that had to be attended to, to succeed with the big picture. She taught us to set the highest goals and pursue them with passion, so that this world will be better for our passing and our touching. <br />*<br /><strong>Friends, Denise Gandy may have left the building, but her lesson is still on the board…..<em>and yes, we will be tested on this!</em></strong>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-34052123761755647382009-12-14T11:57:00.000-08:002009-12-15T07:27:59.415-08:00Stockley Family Christmas Letter, 2009 EditionNice to hear about your Grandkids. Please don’t take it wrong but ours really are cuter and smarter.<br />*<br />Yours did what? They did? Well, Mr. Laird’s 2nd grade football team won the West Monroe Tackle Football Super Bowl. Top that. And Emma Lou danced the Turkey Tango at her dance class and they said it was the best they’d EVER seen. Don’t feel bad. <br />*<br />You got a new grandbaby? We got one, too. Cutest one on Facebook. If you don’t think so we’ll put a picture of yours up next to Edie Hope’s (Edith Hope Christlieb, born March 29) and we’ll take a poll. She’ll spank your little possum like a redheaded stepchild.<br />*<br />Your kids? Yea, yea, yea. Well Josh is on radio, in the paper, getting papers published and is probably the greatest Poli-Sci professor ever at ULM. However, since opposing the Louisiana Baptist Minister’s encyclical suggesting that President Obama be called “Boy” rather than “Mr. President”, he’s been hated by every Rush Hannibeck disciple in Redneck Town. And April finally got him to put up a Christmas Tree and has got them all settled in to their fabulous new house with white pillars, two back doors and their own private forest preserve in the back yard. Oh, yea. We’ll I’ll bet our kids got more pillars than your kids.<br />*<br />Rachel and Dave are happy in their extremely luxurious condo, what with Dave being such a famous lawyer and semi-professional poker player and with Rachel being the best 3rd grade teacher and momma ever. Dave will probably be out in Vegas again kicking butt on Doyle Brunson, Scottie Nguyen and Phil Ivey. He’s also taught Edie to never bet a medium strength hand on the river.<br />*<br />And, oh, yea, about your trip to Australia, Lichtenstein and hiking the entire length of the Great Wall of China, well, WE went to the Quad Cities to see Lynn’s Mom and Joe and to Chicago to tear up Ashkenaz’ Kosher Deli and Flip’s Italian Beef. Steve committed gluttony in two Maid Rites, Whitey’s, Lagomarcino’s and three Vienna Red Hot joints. Oh, yea, we saw Rachel, Dave and Edie Hope.<br />*<br />Besides that, Steve went to Wheaton for his 40th High School Reunion. Every young lady fit into her senior prom dress, sported their high school hair tones untouched by Miss Clairol and escorted a young man in his senior athletic form. Steve of course fit right in. They voted on which literary figure classmates had grown to be most like. Steve was unanimously voted to be most like Moby Dick. <br />*<br />Our 37th Fall Pilgrimage to Eureka Springs found Two Dumb Dames still making the same great fudge and Steve and friend Lonnie still puffing fragrant billows of Cuban incense in the park with the fortune tellers, jewelry peddlers and blue-haired ladies in matching craft fair sweatshirts. <br />*<br />We’re both still accruing seniority with Tulsa Public Schools, having more fun than if we had paying jobs. Steve is 6th grade dean and has worked himself up to the office closest to the parking lot door. Lynn’s a high school counselor and finally enjoys working for a principal with principles. Steve’s principal has principles, she just wishes her 6th grade dean did also. In addition to all that we had the thrilling events of one birthday each and a 37th Anniversary. Our excitement just doesn’t end.<br />*<br />So comparing letters, I think we come away with the prize even without going into details such as cleaning the garage and pulling weeds in the back yard. Steve wears his literary honor proudly and is happy to report that the trainer yells out, ‘Thar she blows when Steve jumps into the pool. Lynn gets her exercise planting potatoes on her farm in Farmville and occasionally visiting the gym. She's discovered that visiting is much more fun than working out.<br />*<br />So we’d love to visit more but there are more Christmas letters to burn ah, er, read, potatoes to plant and garages to clean.<br />*<br />From our Uncle Mott to you, “Just remember who wins the Christmas Rat Race - the rat. So take a few quiet minutes to see if you can hear a mother in a stable singing quietly to her newborn baby. It might just bring back that feeling that got crushed in the line at the check-out counter. Then have a Blessed Christmas.”<br />*<br />Merry Christmas 2009 <br />From Wee'uns to You'unsunklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-78282174312732533112009-10-18T18:33:00.000-07:002009-10-21T12:30:10.960-07:00Mr. Carter, Just One More SongI’ll never forget the first time I heard him sing the notes of praise that gently and joyfully filled the hallway. I rounded the corner to discover the source of my concert coming from a slightly rotund man directing two special needs students to the bathroom. I stood and stared as the door closed. Still the words “Oh my Jesus...” wafted down the hall.<br />*<br />I had met Reggie Carter: Para-professional, servant of Jesus, companion, co-worker, teacher of special needs children, mentor to us all. Someone who I would call my friend. Every day, Mr. Carter and Larry would pick up the recycle paper. Larry has downs syndrome, is a full fledged character and loved nothing more than escaping Mr. Carter’s watchful eye and running to momentary freedom down the hall. Larry laughing in escape. Mr. Carter laughing in pursuit. Captured and returned, Larry and Mr. Carter singing, pushing a cart of recycle paper. Mr. Carter succeeded in potty-training Larry, and never lost his song.<br />*<br />Mornings, I’d see Mr. Carter sitting at a table with four students, helping one to eat, encouraging another to feed himself, singing a praise song in response to the temper tantrum of a third. Carrying trash for those who could not. Encouraging those who could not.<br />*<br />At lunch Mr. Carter walked backwards with outstretched hands to make sure Donnie did not spill his plate. Donnie is autistic. Mr. Carter was filling the cafeteria with a spontaneous song celebrating Donnie’s success in carrying his plate. And did they celebrate. Donnie carried his plate all the way from the lunch line to his seat. We were treated to a song and a dance! Hurrah! The next day, Donnie took two steps and the plate fell from his trembling hands to the floor. Mr. Carter cleaned it up with a smile and started a new song of encouragement all over. From the beginning. Because in another week or two weeks or month, Donnie would again carry his plate all by himself all the way to his table. And Mr. Carter would then sing and clap and dance and celebrate Donnie’s new success.<br />*<br />Some days I’d arrive at school to see Mr. Carter sitting on the steps, awaiting the bus, reading his Bible. I was greeted to another day with a smile, a laugh and maybe the last line of an old joke we had shared a hundred times before. <br />*<br />The writer of the Book of James said, you tell me of you faith by your words, I will show you my faith by my deeds. Had James the brother of our Lord met Mr. Carter, our Bibles might well have read, Mr. Religious stuffed shirt, you may tell me of your faith with your words, but Mr. Carter will show you real faith by his deeds. <br />*<br />He saw no color. He helped others see no color. Ready to use, refusing to abuse working relationships he made everyone seem like a special friend, and I think we were. He’d sing a song, say a prayer and then look at a coworker with a twinkle in his eye and they’d say together, “Super Twin Power Activate!”, no child, no tantrum, no crisis could withstand this united assault of super-power twin love. If Satan was autistic, Reggie Carter would have stormed the gates of Hell with a water pistol, firmly believing he could have brought him God’s love, a song and the expectation that Old Scratch would indeed clean up his act before the bus came.<br />*<br />Never a discouraging word, never a negative comment, the answer was always the same; “I’m just too blessed to be stressed.” And always a song.<br />*<br />If there is a tragedy in Mr. Carter’s life it is that the upper and middle management powers at the District Big House had time to make contradictory policy, in-effective rules and pointless programs, but they never had time to get to know God’s Ambassador in their own department. Had these anointed leaders watched this precious servant, they would have been reborn as true leaders. It never happened.<br />*<br />I could go on with a hundred more stories in the classroom and on the playground. A hundred more songs: playing in the gym and getting on the bus. But let’s just say Reggie Carter lived a life of ministry in every setting, in every circumstance and he always did it armed with a smile and a song. Suffice it to say, Mr. Reggie Carter preached as eloquent a sermon while pushing a recycle cart as the best paid minister has ever preached from the highest pulpit in a downtown church.<br />*<br />As soon as I am done writing these words I will return to the same school, the same halls. There will be Donnie. There will be Larry. There will be a cart of recycle paper. There will be students eating in the cafeteria. But there will not be a song or Mr. Carter. <br />*<br />I am glad Reggie Carter has gone to sing in the halls of Heaven. But I am sad that we have lost Para professional, servant of Jesus, companion, co-worker, teacher of special needs children, mentor to us all. I am sad I have lost my friend. I am sad, Mr. Carter, that I can’t hear you sing just one more song.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-66406687645096452332009-10-15T17:22:00.000-07:002009-10-15T17:41:57.402-07:00Are Right-Wing Christians Christian or Just Right-Wing?One: The United States has enough money to blow Iraqis and Afghanistanis to Hell in little pieces. Two: The Rush Hannibekis say we don’t have the same amount of money to heal the poor and needy in the United States. Three: Why do we have the money to kill but do not have the money to heal?<br />*<br />One: The majority of right-wing conservatives claim to be Christians. Two: Jesus (the guy who held the original copyright on Christianity) healed multitudes and killed not a single Roman, Samaritan or Canaanite. Three: Upon what moral grounds does the majority of right-wing Christians support spending for war and oppose equal spending for healthcare?<br />*<br />One: Most Christians claim the entire Bible is the word of God. Two: From the prophets to Jesus Christ, God condemns the religious and self-righteous who refused help to the poor and needy. Three: Upon what moral or religious grounds does the religious right-wing damn health care?<br />*<br />One: Christians took the lead in the fight for free, government paid public education for all. Two: Although late in coming, Christians finally took the lead in the governmental eradication of slavery. Three: Upon what moral or religious grounds are right-wing Christians sitting on their wallet-protecting hands while opposing government healthcare for the poor and needy?<br />*<br />Are Right-Wing Christians Christian or Just Right-Wing?unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-45818937567612365542009-10-05T16:46:00.000-07:002009-10-05T16:52:31.837-07:00Obama-Haters. Your Slip is Showing!Rush Hannibecks and their hate-mongering ilk dropped all pretense of civility, principle and patriotic loyalty when the 2012 Olympics was awarded to Rio de Janeiro. Right-Wing think tanks erupted into applause. Rush Limbaugh jumped up and down in giddy joy as he chortled “The Ego Has Landed!”<br />*<br />These hypocritical vipers, who claim their opposition to Obama isn’t personal, but based on “Principle” were silent to the last one when George Bush voiced his support for Chicago’s Olympic bid.<br />*<br />Said Bush, “They say that the Olympics will come to Chicago if we are fortunate enough to be selected. It’s coming to America. I can’t think of a better city to represent the United States than Chicago. This country supports your bid strongly."<br />*<br />The Rush Hannibecks, who wrap themselves in the flag and self inflated patriotic pomposity, rejoice gleefully when the United States loses the Olympic bid. American looses and they give standing ovations. For this they have no defense. What kind of twisted gutter-dwellers claim patriotism, while laughing, applauding and cheering when the country their lips claim – loses? The people who justify themselves by listening to their broadcasts are little better.<br />*<br />They hid behind their lies, but their true nature burst out in such brilliant clarity, they can hide their true intent no longer.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-24825671528418194142009-10-01T08:14:00.000-07:002009-10-01T08:17:22.382-07:00Where Have You Gone Henry Bellmon? Our State Turns Its Lonely Eyes to You.I loved the times, when as a child, the family would sit in my grandparents’ living room. It was customarily after a holiday get-together. Dinner dished had been washed and put away. Grandma often passed a box of homemade candy and talk would go to “back in the day”.<br />*<br />Ancestor stories and legends from days gone by were told with relish and glowing descriptors. We knew every one by heart, but loved to hear them again: the times Grandpa and Uncle Melvin would stir up a skunk’s nest every time they didn’t want to go to school, the day Great Grandfather Jackman caught Grandpa and Uncle Melvin running around the yard in the schoolmarm’s bloomers, or the time Grandfather saw Teddy Roosevelt and got to shake the President’s hand.<br />*<br />We also heard great stories of steadfast men and women who took courageous stands for the right, whether it was popular or not. People who suffered hardship, personal loss and ridicule because they stood for the right, not the popular. As my family was keen on honesty, the stories never became exaggerated or changed. We knew they were stories to believe. <br />*<br />At he end of the evening, Grandfather or Grandmother would bring the benediction with the blessing, “Well, those were the days. We could sure use people like that today”. <br />*<br />I felt that way when I heard the sad news that former Governor and Senator, Henry Bellmon had lost a courageous fight with Parkinson’s disease. Henry Bellmon was just plain good. He was a statesman, not a politician and refused to walk in the sewer of back room politics. He was polite, forthright, honest and always tried to do what he felt was right. He refused to settle for political expedience when his morals demanded thee right decision. Shunning the hardliners he took difficult stands in voting to return the Panama Canal to Panama and pushing through monumental Public Education legislation which stands yet today as the Legislature’s historical public education high watermark. <br />*<br />Uppermost, Governor Bellmon was a man of deep spiritual faith. Refusing to wear his religion on his sleeve, his beliefs were never prostituted for political gain. Simply put, he lived his values, he didn’t pimp them for votes. <br />*<br />Naturally these traits, his moderate views, private religious values and sincere personal respect for philosophical opponents alienated him from his own party. Aborted by right-wing fanatics, he was shunned by those who had so much to learn. It sad that Democrats are in no position to cast stones across the aisle.<br />*<br />Saddest of all is that Henry Bellmon’s life takes its place among the ancestor stories of great statesmen, “Back in the day.” Mr. Bellmon, we already miss you.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-55713285955326428402009-09-17T13:07:00.000-07:002009-09-17T13:09:32.961-07:00Freedom Lost a Champion and FriendMary Travers, sexy symbol of folk music and tireless conscience of civil and human rights finally lost her heroic battle against cancer. The outspoken, harmonic champion of justice, freedom and love between our brothers and sisters died at the age of 72. Never flagging in her zeal for righteous causes, she had sung against Apartheid in Africa, the War in Vietnam, worker exploitation from coal mines to tomato fields and hatred around the globe.<br />*<br />Mary joined Peter and Paul at the dawn of the 60’s. “Blowin’ In the Wind”, “If I had a Hammer” and “Where Have All the Flowers Gone” engraved their permanent spot in the American folk tradition as early as 1962/63. Forty years later they were still on the cutting edge with “Have You Been to Jail for Justice”, “Jesus on the Wire” and “Don’t Laugh at Me.” Perhaps their best know song, “Puff the Magic Dragon” that was a classic triple entendre which told of a little boy and a dragon, innocent imagination or smoking a ‘doobie.’ (Take your pick.)<br />*<br />The group’s artistic genius was displayed by the immense variety in their musical message. Humor, folktales, moral stories, funny sing-a-longs, seasonal classics and themes of protest were all within their 20 album repertoire. Few groups have had had the ability to elicit rapt attention, anger, motivation, laughter and tears – sometimes all within a single album.<br />*<br />Mary Travers, who spoke the least of the three on stage, was still sharp with her wit, and definitely the one who took center stage in the eye of the camera and audience. (She was even the role model for Jim Henson’s blond singer in his Muppet’s Band.) Personally close to each other, PP&M’s chemistry permeated the stage, their public protests and most of all, their music.<br />*<br />I shall never forget the concert I attended in Tulsa’s Brady Theatre. Packed with hippies, used-to-be-hippies, three piece suits, moms, dads, grandparents and the curious we recalled dreams of the past and were rekindled in our commitment that that dream must never die. We stood with tear-streaked faces and raised our hands in honor as we joined in a spiritual pledge that we would remain true to “the hammer of justice, the bell of freedom and song of love between our brothers and sisters – all over this land!”<br />*<br />God bless you Mary Travers. I celebrate your life. I weep at your passing. I laugh at your smiles. I promise I will never let the dream die!unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-70120528397742435022009-09-13T20:00:00.000-07:002009-09-13T20:03:31.504-07:00Carpenter Socialism - Not Then! Not Now!Some years ago, a Jewish carpenter quit his job, lived off handouts and spread a socialistic concept condemning his society for turning its back on God by refusing to care for poor and needy. He quoted Jewish reformers who had also condemned THEIR societies for refusing to care for the orphan, widow, needy, and the aliens who live among them. This un-employed Jewish socialist even told people to PAY THEIR TAXES”!!!!!!!!!! If that wasn’t enough, he went so far as to tell a man who wanted to do God’s will to “sell his goods and give to the poor!!!!!” That was a 100% tax!!! Thankfully, man was a good conservative anti-socialist and he refused to follow such folly. He’d worked hard and it was time to say an emphatic, “Drop dead!” to that socialistic invasion of his private property. <br />*<br />Fortunately cooler heads prevailed and the general public outcry rose up and they pressured the government to nail that Nazi-Before-His-Time to a tree. None of that socialism! Just as past generations had ignored such ridiculousness before him, they ignored this jobless socialist.<br />*<br />Thank God there are so many again today who have not been duped by this unemployed Nazi socialist and his ideas. They don’t want the hand of the poor in their pockets taking their hard earned money. Like the crowd screamed at the dying Carpenter, if you can do what you claim, do it yourself!! We want a better life than your offering. Let the ppor bury the poor.<br />*<br />May the do-gooders who push this socialistic agenda of helping the poor, the widow, the orphan and the alien among us be as ignored today as that unemployed, free-loading, socialistic, Nazi, son of an unwed mother (Where’s His birth certificate!!) was then.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-4669134445818063122009-09-08T19:56:00.000-07:002009-09-08T20:21:15.509-07:00Wanted: Blubbering Hystero-MomsHey! Where did the Blubbo-Muthers go? You know, the ones who boo-hoo'd their globby pasty eyes all over the TV cameras, terrified that their little babes were going to be brainwashed by the President. Taking a break from the right-wing dung-slinging purveyors of irrational hate and paranoia, they blubbered on about brainwashing, indoctrination and socialistic mind-control. But now they are as gone as a “fred” in the wind and harder to locate than a rational though on Limbaugh and Hannity.<br />*<br />Well, whether they have run into the woods, crawled back under their rock or just retired to the basement of their intellectual outhouse, they’ll be back like a resurgence of the swine flu. Don’t waste breath telling them that Reagan and Bush did the same thing, they’re much too smart to be confused by the facts. <br />*<br />Little do they realize how little danger they’re in. Ya gotta have a brain to get brainwashed.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-91355088250071187982009-09-06T09:49:00.000-07:002009-09-06T09:53:33.813-07:00Just about the time TPS does something well, it goes through an orgiastic reflex and shoots itself in the foot. For years Jack Arnold and Bob Currington labored over a Code of Student Conduct. The Code was concise, ultimately clear and best of all, was consistent while providing individual flexibility.<br />*<br /><blockquote>Every year several Board members complained that the Code was not consistent enough. There were different consequences in different schools for the same offense. Well, they fixed it alright, with a typical Board solution. NO consequences!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</blockquote><br />*<br />The new Discipline Response Plan (DRP or better described DRIP) is a comic masterpiece that could be sold on late night cable TV as Acronyms Gone Wild. T.R.A.I.C.E Satellite, T.R.A.I.C.E. Academy, DRC they threw in everything but an IUD and STD.<br />*<br />The clear consequence categories have been replaced with a confusing mish-mash of confused contradictions, shrouded in vague generalities, wrapped in smoke and mirrors. Clear consequences have been replaced by a nauseas glut of bookish jargon called Tier I, Tier II, Tire III and Tier IV, guaranteed to bring uncountable tears to anyone who is actually IN a school and is actually WORKING WITH STUDENTS! Clear consequences have been replaced and unworkable maze and endless list of time prohibitive activities that would require an entire staff of counselors for every referred student. Clear consequences have been removed and replaced with unworkable demands that require hours of additional paperwork.<br />*<br />Specific scenario: 14 year old Johnny grabs Suzy’s breast in class. Suzy is humiliated and in tears. It is no longer a sexual offense!!!!!!!!!!!! Instead, we have a teacher conference with Johnny to inform him this is not an expected behavior or we have a team meeting to be sure Johnny understands the Life Skills or we set up a parent conference (if the parent cares to attend), or we review Steve Covey's Seven ........WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!!!!!!!!!! What idiot removed this sexual offense from the list of sexual offenses!!!!!!!! If I MY child was sexually abused at the hands of another student who had been reminded of his Life Skills the last time he sexually abused a classmate, I'd sue Tulsa Public Schools for every dollar I could get. AND I WILL RECOMMEND THE SAME TO ANY PARENT TO WHOM IT THIS HAPPENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />*<br />Specific Incident: A principal called me to say that at a recent principal's meeting, the presenter of the ridiculous Discipline Response Plan refused to answer the question of what specific consequences should happen to two students who have a fight. This Discipline Response Plan is NO Discipline, with NO Response and has NO plan!!!!<br />*<br />Dr. Ballard said, and I believe he was sincere, that misbehavior would not be tolerated. This NO Discipline Response Plan assures the failure of Dr. Ballard's pledge to teachers. Lounge talk has it that high school principals are trying to respond with some common sense. Let’s pray, for the sake of every student, teacher and administrator that this is true and that they are successful.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-71967007201079070082009-08-27T08:20:00.000-07:002009-08-27T08:25:21.360-07:00<div align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;">A Few Thoughts from the First Dog<br /></span><br /><br />It’s a dog’s life was surely penned by some mongrel mutt, sniffing the butt of a registered poodle in the park or a yellow cur leaving a relic on the courthouse lawn. When you’re a Heinz 57 no one has expectations of you, cares about you or pays any attention to you. You can tear holes in the neighbors trash bag and dine on week old delicacies and when you’re done, roll contentedly in a pile left from the mutt three doors down. No one cares if your name is “Square”, “Pooter”, “Barfie” or “Dammit”.<br />*<br />But when you’re the damn First Dog with a pedigree longer than most Ivy League college Presidents and have an address of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, it’s a lousy life. I couldn’t even get a dog’s name. Any dog across the street with the name of “Bo” is named “Bo” because “Bo” is “Bo”. Period! I’m named “Bo” because of some family great uncle “Diddlie”. Well, hey, that bites! If I was a mutt, enjoying the real dog’s life they’d name me after great Uncle Barney who was the town “alkie” and name me “Moonshine” or “Boozer”.<br />*<br />I can’t even take crap without being chained to a Secret Service agent, spied on by twelve security cameras and followed by twenty two reporters. You try take a crap with an audience of millions and see if you smile about a dog’s life! When I’m done they don’t let me sniff it or roll in it. I’m lucky if I even get a chance to scratch around it.<br />*<br />Then, they send me to obedience school. Hell, I was born with better behaviors than Chris Medlock, Sally Kern or Anna Falling. I’m groomed more often than Tom Colburn, combed better than Newt Gingrich and shampooed more often than Jim Inhofe. God knows I smell better than Sean Hannity and unlike Rush Limbaugh, have never been a drug addict.<br />*<br />And this is a dog’s life? I want to hike my leg on the FOX News van, howl at James Dobson and everyone knows Sarah Palin still needs a good bite in the ass (but I know she’d bite me back.) But no, they chain me to the Secret Service agent, I wag my tail and run in a prescribed path. I have to pose for the cameras, posture for the media and God help me if I just once broke away and buried a bone in the White House Rose Garden. I’d probably find one of Dubya’s Weapons of Mass Destruction.<br />*<br />Neutered at six months and house broken. It’s not like I shot my best friend on a hunting trip or tried to sell a Senatorial seat. Why weren’t THEY neutered?!?! And as for house broken, I hear Representative Sullivan from Oklahoma isn’t doing so good in that category? I’m sorry but this “dog’s life” thing is lost on me. Let me dig for a while a find the liberties buried by Dubya or the integrity buried by Mark Sanford. (Now there’s one to neuter!) I want to run on the Mall with Republican dogs, Democrat dogs and Ralph Nader. I want to eat an Easter egg, dig up tomatoes in the Presidential garden and go to Oklahoma to bite Randy Brogdon.<br />*<br />But I aim to get them back. You think it raised some eyebrows when Michelle patted the Queen on her back. Just wait til the old lady visits the White House. I’ll be the only one on this side of “The Big Pond” who has ever looked up the Queen Mother’s skirt. And I won’t tell any of you if she’s really the queen or a king in drag. </div>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-47183297627066582772009-08-25T19:06:00.000-07:002009-08-25T20:39:08.227-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Look Who's Running </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">for </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">State Supt. of Education</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">*</span></div><div align="left">The rumor mills are cranking out possible GOP candidates for State Supt. of Education as the righteous party of discarded ideas seeks to reclaim Oklahoma education from the liberal dark side of godless sinners, homosexuals and other American-hating Democrats. </div><ol><li><div align="left"><strong>Sally Kern</strong>, <span style="font-size:85%;">America's favorite pick to term limit out of the human race would naturally have every student supplied with a handgun, require every student to take a class on how to identify homosexuals and grant a graduation diploma in exchange for their signature on her God Bless Evangelical Christian Fundamentalist Pledge. No need for any text books other than the King James Version of the Bible (with the dirty parts in Esther, Genesis, and Song of Solomon removed.)</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Jim Inhofe</strong></span>, leading proponent of the deportation of all scientists, has a plan to reduce education expenditures by millions through the elimination of science from all school curriculum. Reading texts will be supplied by the John Birch Society and history curriculum by the National Rifle Association. High school seniors who score well on final exams will be taken on fun-in-the-sun swimming outings on the growing hot springs at what used to be the Polar Ice Cap.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><strong>Sarah Palin,</strong> <span style="font-size:85%;">another GOP money-saver could return big bucks to the State's coffers by resigning half-way into her term citing the reason that she did not want to be a lame-brain, er... duck, er duck-brain, oh, quack. Yes, quack and that brings us right back to Sarah Six-Pack. Her sex education program could consist of a 17 second commercial at the end of the morning prayer over the school intercom. "Amen. Just say, No. And only sleep with your partner in your mother's house where you won't have sex, but if you get pregnant, we'll call it an Immaculate Deception and tell everyone how much in love you are and are going to get married until AFTER the election." Students would be home schooled and when asked questions on a state examinations, taught to avoid answering them and just saying the questions were just proof that the tests were given to humiliate them in front of the liberal media.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><strong>Ginger Tenney,</strong> <span style="font-size:85%;">biggest savings ever to the state. Rewrite the state constitution to allow every district superintendent to own teachers as chattel property, eliminate all healthcare and benefits, force teachers to live in school buildings, bunk in locker rooms and be given food stamps and WalMart coupons instead of salaries. She will stand staunchly for teacher rights (the right to serve without pay, the right to return to the 80 hour work week, the right to relinquish all responsibility for or time spent with their families.) Having written the book on speaking out of both sides of your mouth, she will save additional state dollars by being able to speak to several groups at one time.</span></div></li></ol><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Democrats could not be contacted for comment as they were too busy trying to figure out how, with such a field of opponents, to let this golden opportunity slip through their fingers.</span></p>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-32007534211210457932009-08-24T08:32:00.000-07:002009-08-24T09:24:36.934-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Cheerleading...Yea, Right!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Cheer "Leading" ?</span></div><div align="left">Back in the day when I dressed in my slacks and button-down shirt and attended the football game with Horace Mann and Red Grange, there were uniformed classmates who stood on the sidelines with megaphones to lead the fans in organized cheers. They pepped us up for the action on the field, they knew the score of the game, what cheer to call and it correlated with the progress of the contest. </div><div align="center">*</div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Push 'em back, Push 'em back. Waaaaaaaaaaaay back. (We were on defense.)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Through that line. Through that line. (We were on offense.)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Hi-dee, hi-dee, hi-dee hi. Ho-dee, ho-dee, ho-dee ho. We're the gang from Wheaton. And we're ready to go. Now Glenbard is rough and Glenbard is tough. They can beat anybody, but they can't beat us. (Before the game has started.)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Lean to the left. (And we would)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Now cheerleading has as much to do with leading cheers as an "Escourt Service" does with escourting. Cheerleading in a multi-gabillion dollar industry aimed at who can perform the wildest gymnastics possible while showing as much of little girl's breasts and crotch as possible. Cheerleaders have no idea what the score (of the game) is, they throw pom-poms around like the Paris Follies Bergere and put on a perfomance to music that has no more to do with the athletic contest than virgin has to do with Virgin Islands. High school cheerleaders are racking up injuries equal to the football players and their folks are spending enough money to pull third world countries out of our current recession. It's not their fault, it's what the market wants.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm not advocating that we change what the current cheerleaders do. Ain't no one this side of the Pearly Gates gonna do that. I'm not sure anyone the OTHER side of the Pearly Gates can do that</span>. <span style="font-size:85%;">But I do suggest we change the lable to more aptly fit the activity. Let's just call them the rich-assed little titty-boom gymnastic exhibitionists and then start a new thing where uniformed and covered students lead the spectators in cheers to pep up the fans in the stands and the team on the field.</span></div>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-48055375072662629822009-08-20T17:16:00.000-07:002009-08-20T17:44:44.708-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">MEMO</span></div><div align="left">To: President Obama</div><div align="left">From: Dr. Death</div><div align="left">Subject: Job Application</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Dear Mr. President,</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">After listening to the crystal clear logic of that intellectual bar-setter, The Wasilla Wackjob, I have come to realize that you want to kill old people with your government healthcare. While you may not be as efficient as Dubya when he killed truckloads of people in Iraq with his government army, I think you can do one helluva job if you hire people with my experience. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">See, I was instrumental in murdering both of my parents <strong>and</strong> my grandmother! I talked with each of them by the hour as they expressed their adamant conviction that no one was to take any life lengthening measures as they entered their final, terminal battles with cancer. I helped secure the necessary documents, gave orders to the doctors and made sure their wishes were carried out.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">If I hadn't been there, and they had been without families, like people who may be on your government healthcare, the doctors could have lengthened their pain, agony and suffering many, many months. They could have had scores of medical procedures and surgeries that could have forced them to suffer untold hours of horrible pain and what is better, would have stripped from them every last vestige of human dignity.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Because of my cold-blooded, murdering, evil spirit, I allowed them their life-long wishes to face death on their own terms.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">You need people like me on your death squads to assist those suffering from terminal illnesses, without the aid of friend or family to discern their desires and protect their last wishes, as they face death. I can help murder, murder, murder - just like I did to the people whom I loved more deeply than loved myself.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">You da murderin-man!!!!</span></div><div align="left"> </div>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-23893635456442748182009-08-15T18:06:00.000-07:002009-08-15T18:49:36.669-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Dr. Ballard</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Right Words</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Right Track Record</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Right Direction</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>But Will He Survive The TPS Meat Grinder?</em></strong></span></div><div align="center">.</div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Dr. Ballard:</span></div><ul><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Says teachers are the key to successful student academic progress -We've heard that before.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Says principals are the key to a successful building - We've heard that before.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Says TCTA has been a source of reliable information - Haven't heard that before.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Meets regularly with TCTA/OEA Reps - Only Dr. Sawyer tried that.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Publicly compliments TCTA for their assistance to the District - That's a first.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Knows TCTA and OEA Reps personally - That's a first.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Does not hate teachers' unions - That's a first.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Was once an OEA organizer - That's a first.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Says under-performing principals will be removed - We've heard that before.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Has a proven track record of cooperation with teachers' unions - That's a first.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Has reorganized the ESC - That happens every year in TPS.</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Says he wants a new, fairer way of evaluating teachers - If only!!!!!</span></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Says TPS isn't going to continue to shove every program d' jour down our throats and up our butts - This will be a first!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></div></li></ul><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Call me Charlie Brown. Call me gullible for thinking that THIS time Lucy won't yank away the football at the last minute. Call me late to lunch. But I'm willing to give Dr. Ballard a shot at the infamous ESC/School Board meat grinder. A mega-million dollar meat grinder that underpays teachers, overpays all those mystery people in hidden cubicles, buys and trains personnel for programs that it knows won't work, stabs employees in the back and then wrings its hands wondering why we don't trust them.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">We can hope against hope that Dr. Ballard will succeed as he has in the past. If he doesn't God help us - every one!</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-67345326979152842022009-08-13T13:46:00.000-07:002009-08-14T07:17:03.735-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">THE TIMES, THEY ARE A CHANGIN'!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">+</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Code of Student Conduct Replaced</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">by</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">More Student Friendly, Non-Punitive</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>"BEHAVIOR RESPONSE PLAN"</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></em></strong></div><div align="left">I'm a dean. I'm from the Old School. In fact my school is so old that I used to believe that when Johnny or Suzie stood up and said to the teacher, "F_ _ _ You! I don't have to put up with none a your s_ _ _!" they should be sent home. It might not change their attitude or the fact that they heard the same vulgarities from their parents' lips. It did say, "School is a place where you treat the staff with respect, or you don't stay in school." I am fortunate enough to work in a school where the principal agrees that students who cursed teachers were sent home. The Code of Student Conduct said that if you cursed the teacher, the act was grounds for suspension. It is not a perfect school. But it is, or I should say WAS a respectful school. You cursed the teacher, you went home.</div><div align="center">. . .</div><div align="left">Ah, me. But that was so old school. So punitive. So disrespectful of Johnny's right to express his feelings. We certainly don't want to disrespect Johnny's feelings, so we introduce (with soft music in the background) "The Behavior Response Plan" with four Tiers of Responses to Johnny's cursing, disrespect, disorderly conduct or assault. And now, ladies and gentlemen:</div><div align="center">"Behaving in a rude, profane or vulgar, and/or impertinent manner toward school personnel" [Violation #108] is a Tier # One Behavior.</div><div align="left">According to the new Behavior Response Plan, Johnny may receive:</div><ul><li><div align="left">A Warning,</div></li><li><div align="left">A review of Community living skills,</div></li><li><div align="left">A conference,</div></li><li><div align="left">Modifications in his contract, </div></li><li><div align="left">Counseling,</div></li><li><div align="left">A Behavior-Support/Modification Plan - with consequences.</div></li></ul><p align="left">Johnny is <strong><em>NOT</em></strong> to be suspended. And what, pray tell, are the "consequences"? Lunch detention? Counseling? A conference? Or, maybe a. . . a. . .Oh, no. . .Don't say it. . .A warning!!!!!!!!</p><p align="left">You want to give a 5 year old a warning? Go ahead. But when 16 year old Johnny tells Ms. Third Block Teacher, "F_ _ _ _ You! I don't have to put up with none a your S_ _ _!!" just what kinda warning ya think is going to change that behavior? Perhaps the old school warning, "If it happens again, you'll be suspended for 10 days instead of 5 days." It is amazing the impact that had on most offenders. I could count on one hand the ones who came back for 10 days.</p><p align="left">It was strong statement to the other students. It did impact the classroom climate. But it's out with the Code, in with the Behavior Response Plan. Out with suspension and in with the conference, warning and review of the Life Skills. 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style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Now I would ordinarily ignore this and not pass it along, but come on folks, this IS Tulsa Public. And when was the last time we undertook a new program that wasn't flawed from before the start? Gradespeed, STARS, Gradebook, TAC/Boot Camp, need we go on? In my first training class I asked if this thing would really work or if it was another "Titanic" (much ballyhooed and doomed to failure). The evasive answer I received was my <strong>first red flag</strong>.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Next red flag</strong> came when I went to <em><strong>three</strong></em> additional training sessions and the system would still not let us schedule students.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Next red flag</strong>: Teachers are asked to log in early because they don't want to "overload the system' on the first day. Excuse me, what happens when we go to school the second day?.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Next red flag</strong>: I have received almost a dozen emails from ISS saying Powerschool isn't working/Powerschool is working again/Powerschool isn't working/Powerschool is working again/Powerschool isn't working/ Powerschool is working again.........</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Goodness knows we hope this rumor is false and The Voice from Left Field is 100% wrong, but it wouldn't be the first time.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Also, hope everyone is getting ready to brown-nose, kiss-keester and suck-up to their principals with the new Gates merit-pay plan. When was the last time an incompetent principal was required to change a completely bogus evaluation for you or a co-teacher? Ever get an evaluation dated on a day when the principal wasn't even in the building or school was not insession? Ever have a principal who manufactured a low evaluation out of thin air? And <em>these</em> are the ones who will be evaluating us for our merit raises!!!!!! For myself, I have an incredible principal who evaluates honestly and fairly - unfortunatly we all know principals who are not so professional, the kind who give you commendables when they like you, but when they don't............</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">But, what the Hell do I know? I'm just the voice from Left Field.</span></div>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-11099218620654510332009-08-05T10:18:00.000-07:002009-08-05T10:50:35.391-07:00<div align="center"><strong>Clinton Chases Women Around the Globe</strong></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Unashamed of past dalliances with attractive young members of the opposite sex, former President Bill Clinton arranged a secret Korean rendezvous with Laura Ling and Euna Lee. With brazen assistance from Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, he callously ignored the glaring conflict of interest by utilizing nepotistic ties with his wife. Furthermore, in abandoning the patriotic hardline of "The Dubya" which had successfully destroyed talks of normalization between Korea and the United States, Clinton's philandering threatens to reopen talks between the two countries. After eight years of trademark Bush foreigh policy that had brought Korean relations to threats of war and the launching of potential nukie-bearing missles, Clinton's characteristic womanizing has brought the two sides back to the dangerous point of talking through their differences.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Where are the war mongering hawks when we need them? How long will we stand for the moral disintegraton of this country? Will Mr. Clinton, Mr. Gore and President Obama be brought to task for arranging this release of two evil agents charged by the Koreans for the "commission of unspecified criminal acts." Will Bill Clinton ever admit the same of his woman-chasing behavior?</div>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-52789503418097698552009-08-04T11:21:00.000-07:002009-08-04T15:44:22.338-07:00ALert! Alert! Alert!To any and all of the Tulsa Public School, Deans, Counselors, Librarian, Nurses, Special Ed Teachers, or teachers teaching any of <strong><em>hundreds</em></strong> of courses not evaluated by state tests, The Voice From Left Field recommends that you request/attend staff development in Brown Nosing 1013 or Advanced Principal Keester-Kissing so that you can get in on those much balley-hooed bonuses offered by the Gates mega-millions.<br /><br />Since merit pay is the new benchmark in TPS, and you don't qualify for bonuses unless you get GREAT evaluations, you better learn to play the new game by the new rules. Kiss Up, Kiss Keester and get in line for the small percentage of those who will get it. Like Cash-For-Clunkers, the bucks at VERY BEST, are limited. Get on board, get on your knees and get kissing!!!!!!<br /><br />Remember you heard it first from Left Field.unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-35121994459903645772009-08-04T07:27:00.001-07:002009-08-04T07:28:17.201-07:00"Are we blogging yet?" Jewel, Jewel of the Nileunklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5363911788927515813.post-40331129437195544372009-08-03T11:07:00.000-07:002009-08-03T19:06:57.620-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">This is a test. For the next thirty-seven words, this blog will be conducting a test. If it had been a real blog, it would have given you your opinion on something. This is only a test. You may now go to sleep. I am.</span>unklmothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806743109109029257noreply@blogger.com0