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May 31, 2007

Big Bad eHarmony.

The latest group under fire from the tolerance police -- eHarmony. Today in California a lawsuit was filed which claims the online dating service practices discrimination based on sexual orientation. How? They don't offer 'men seeking men' and 'women seeking women' options.

As we all know, eHarmony is the only way for an individual to meet a suitable partner. There's not a single other avenue to find love in this whole wide world without using their services, so really, what's an available homosexual supposed to do if they want to find the love of their life?

Oh wait.

Excuse the sarcasm, but I'm sick to death of these kinds of lawsuits. eHarmony is a privately-owned company. They're not a monopoly. They're not funded by the government. They've simply chosen to provide a specific service tailored to a specific target audience.

I've got an idea. I'd like to see a Christian high school student apply for a scholarship from the Point Foundation, which gives money to "meritorious students who are marginalized due to sexual orientation, gender expression or gender identity." I don't know about you, but personally I find that mission statement discriminatory against meritorious students marginalized due to religious orientation, Biblical expression and Christian identity.

I don't really want to see a lawsuit like that, I just wish...I don't know. I guess it's hard to think of the most effective way to love your neighbor when he keeps coming into your house and poking you in the eyeball. A couple days ago I was on a talk radio program and a caller told me Christians were the most in your face group, wanting to be affirmed by the public, etc. I wish I'd had this news story to tell him about.

Bad Gas, Bad Jokes & Southern Comfort.

I feel somewhat surreal. That's probably grammatically incorrect, but I imagine you seasoned readers are used to that by now. ;) Maybe I should say my surroundings feel somewhat surreal. I'm sitting in a swing on the wrap-around porch of a truly Southern home. The birds are chirping and I can hear children playing somewhere in the distance. It's pretty warm but the shade and the breeze take the edge off.

Other than the cars driving by occasionally, it's not too much of a stretch for me to imagine I'm sinking back through time. Although, aside from the cars, my imagination is also hampered by the fact that I'm sitting here in shorts and a t-shirt instead of a girdle and 12 layers of material. :p  

Obviously Bertha decided to suck it up yesterday and not leave me stranded. My first stop was a truck repair shop where I tried desperately not to worry about getting taken advantage of -- and after waiting an hour and a half for the head mechanic to return I was informed that they don't work on motorhomes. Argh.

I decided to try to limp my way to my next destination, a small town about 100 miles away called Lafayette. Now say that in your head. Have you got the pronunciation right? Because I was calling it Lah-fay-yet. I should have been pronouncing it lu-FAY-it, or if I was a true native: lu-Fet.

Anyway, I aimed in the direction of lu-Fet and started off. No huge clonking sounds, but the occassional weirdness was heard. My dad called several times posing as AAA, his final suggestion that perhaps I'd gotten bad gas. I stopped at a W/M and purchased the required fixative, then stopped at the gas station and tried not to flinch as I pumped in the required premium gasoline. I only drove about a half hour after that remedy, so I'm not sure whether things are resolved yet -- I'll take Bertha in for a check-up here in the next couple days.

I'm in lu-Fet to visit some friends of my parents. They pastored the church in Germany that my parents <and I guess I as well> attended for a couple years. Although they haven't seen me since I was about three, they welcomed me with open arms and have already overwhelmed me with southern hospitality, though I've only been here about 24 hours.

Last night I attended the prayer meeting at the church where they pastor. The building is on the National Registry, built sometime in the 1800's though I can't remember the specific info. It was another example of something that I've been enjoying throughout my visit to the south -- beautiful houses of worship. I guess I feel I've suffered a bit being raised in the practicality of the northwest with its neverending heritage of churches meeting in gyms. :p

I always thought if I could find a church that met outdoors in a forest, I'd attend it in a heartbeat, but I'm finding these southern churches to be a pretty good alternative. At County Line last night they even had the original benches -- straight-backed hard wood to make good and sure you don't nod off. ;)

Maybe it was because I just finished that Lincoln book, but when someone last night mentioned the War Between the States I was a little jarred. I know from exhaustive, in-depth research into southern culture <repeat viewings of Steel Magnolias and Sweet Home Alabama> that the Civil War means something different in this part of the country, but it was a unique experience hearing someone reference the war that way so off-handedly.

Besides the Civil War, we also talked about pronunciation a bit and I heard a marvelous joke. The person telling it said it happened around here, but whether that was a set-up to the joke or it really is a true story I don't know. A guy walked into the bank and asked for Mr. Frizzle. The clerk said we don't have a Mr. Frizzle, but we have a Mr. Fri-zell. The man said go tell Mr. Fri-zell that his father Mr. Frizzle is waiting for him.

Ba dum bum. Remember that the subject line said bad jokes so you were warned. ;)

This morning as I sat eating grits, my host placed a call to see whether I could get on the local radio or tv stations. A few minutes and a few assurances that I was 'good people' later, I had my first tv interview scheduled. I'll be on a local station about 8:15 Sunday morning, eastern time. It seems I've stumbled across that unfortunate area I read about a few months ago -- the one the federal government chose to rather haphazardly split into different time zones -- so they have to clarify which time zone they're referring to.

Anyhow, I'll make my television debut, then pop over to the radio station for an interview, then hopefully buzz back and make it to church at County Line to hear the southern gospel choir rock out.

May 30, 2007

The Stuff.

Yesterday I did three interviews on three different stations, which was quite fun -- today I'm immersed in the stuff of daily life. What a letdown! :p

I'm thinking there's got to be some sort of spiritual lesson in the stuff. You know what I mean: the laundry, the dishes, paying bills, mowing the lawn. All the stuff that it takes to keep life churning along. All the stuff that you'd rather hire a personal assistant to do so that you can be involved in the exciting endeavors! But like I said, I imagine there's a spiritual lesson there...

My stuff today is finding a repair shop who can do an oil change and check out Bertha's mysterious knocking. I've got plenty of other things on my to do list, but this mission takes precedence as I'm not too keen on dropping my engine by the side of the road. ;) I've already had a time in prayer asking that I don't 'get took' by some good old boy -- mechanics are not my favorite species.

May 29, 2007

Feedback.

Ok, I just have to share something about the 'business' of blogging. I don't know if anyone but other bloggers will find it as funny as I do...but in the last couple weeks I've noticed a significant drop in comments. Granted, I don't get many comments anyway, but lately I've been going days at a time without hearing a pin drop from anyone. This, I'm ashamed to admit, I found increasingly depressing. 

Yes, it pains me to say this, but I have a writer's temperament <up-down-up-down>. This temperament is magnified by blogging because I publish, as it were, every day instead of working on something, like my novel, for five years, then giving it to my mom and having stomach pains until she gets back to me. ;)

It occurs to me just now that it's almost like being a dog. Waiting around all day for someone to notice you, getting increasingly depressed by lack of attention, then running around like a mad-thing when someone pats you on the head as they walk by. Ok, on second thought that's probably not the greatest analogy... :p

Anyway, it turns out I changed my feedback settings a couple weeks ago because I was getting spammed to within an inch of my life with junk comments. Lo and behold, I thought to check today and loads of comments <or at least five> were mis-filed as junk. Issue resolved, anxiety abated. ;)

Team of Rivals.

I spent most of yesterday morning finishing up Team of Rivals, a fascinating biography focusing on the political acumen of Abraham Lincoln. I can't recommend this book highly enough, although I realize the 750+ pages might scare some people off. ;) It's exceedingly well written and does a great job of reminding us of our roots, as well as being absolutely pertinent to our current political landscape. 
As I think I mentioned in an earlier entry, I was blown away by Lincoln's ability to rise above personal affronts to do what was best for the country. Salmon Chase, the Secretary of the Treasury, was constantly scheming against Lincoln, up to and including keeping his seat on the Cabinet while trying to swipe the Presidential nomination away from Abe for a second term. He frequently excoriated Lincoln in speeches and letters to both private citizens and public newspapers. And yet, Lincoln let Chase stay on because he was doing a brilliant job at the Treasury. Only when his poisonous ambition and pettiness finally outweighed the public good did Lincoln accept his resignation. It was Chase's fourth offer in five years, each resignation letter submitted when he felt Lincoln needed to be reminded of who was in charge, each one increasingly arrogant.

I have to admit, I actually shed a few tears toward the end when Ms. Kearns was describing Lincoln's assassination and the reaction around the country. Other than the school textbook version, I'd never really studied much about Lincoln. One thing I'm sure I never heard -- that his assassination was one of three planned for the day. Secretary of State Seward was attacked and nearly killed and the plotter assigned to assassinate the Vice President only changed his mind at the last second. On a side note, the VP gave such an incomprehensible speech at Lincoln's second inauguration that it was reported he was inebriated.

Lincoln was the man for his time, that's for sure. I have no doubt in my mind that God arranged the timing, along with the unusual <and improbable> circumstances surrounding his election. It was a good reminder to me that God is not silent, nor impotent, regarding the political machinations of our leaders and the spiraling moral decay in our culture. He acts in His perfect timing...and not a moment sooner.

Tuesday Morning Musings.

Just got done with the morning's radio interview and I have to say, I've pretty much gotten over the normal jitters...but hearing I was going to take calls brought them back! ;)

The first caller inauspiciously began with 'I don't read fiction, but' and proceeded to give me a book title he thought I should read that talked about how the Puritans used to have folks assigned to go into homes and make sure the parents were teaching correct things. Sounds interesting to me so I plan on adding it to my amazon wishlist.
The host warned me that the second caller was a 'skeptic' so I should prepare myself. Gulp. However, he just said he thought Christians were the worst tolerance offenders, wanting people to affirm their beliefs, being in your face, etc. That's a pretty common complaint, which I happen to disagree with. The host jumped in with a great analogy -- if you throw a tract back in a Christian's face they probably won't get out a machete...

So now I'm back to sitting in the orange/cream room where I spent all day Friday. I've got one more interview to tape and I may or may not get a short live spot on one of the afternoon music shows. Meanwhile I'm plotting out next steps.

I have to visit a mechanic tomorrow to have an ominous sound checked out. Bertha was not sounding happy on Thursday when I was following my hosts home through bad Birmingham traffic. Maybe it was all the starting and stopping and slamming of the gas pedal, but four or five times there was a real loud grating sound -- almost exactly like the sound when you start running off the side of the road and your tires going over the little hash marks startles you out of your stupor. My dad has diagnosed it over the phone as 'bad gas' so I'm quite hopeful that's all it is. To me, it sounded like the engine was going to fall out. :p

Couple interesting news articles this morning:
- A woman who was so drunk she fell out of a rickshaw in Denver has filed suit because the emergency room doctor allegedly prescribed "Do not abuse alcohol. Do not get drunk and fall causing harm to your head or body. Apologize to your family, friends and [emergency department] faculty for your extremely inappropriate behavior and rudeness while intoxicated. Be a great mother to your kids." Too bad this doctor isn't familiar with a key component of our culture -- it's not my fault!
- China's top drug regulator has been sentenced to death for taking bribes to let untested drugs on the market. The most disturbing quotes listed in the article I read: "a third of China's 450,000 food production companies had no licenses" and "60% of the total <food production companies> did not conduct safety tests or have the capability to do so." Is anyone else checking the label to see where your food was grown?
- A man in Nepal who expressed faith in Jesus Christ has been undergoing severe persecution. Villagers dug up his crop, causing him to lose his year's income. Water run-off from his field to a neighbor's brought officials running. "Normally, we wouldn't fine you, but because you changed your religion and became a Christian, you need to pay 6,000 rupees." The man's wife and children were turned against him and he was forced to leave his village. Next time I get a call saying Christians are intolerant, I can add this story of Hindu benevolence to my repertoire.

May 28, 2007

Couple Interviews Tomorrow.

I'll be on the Lee Davis Show at 8:30 tomorrow morning that, I think, will be rebroadcast at 2:30p and 9:30p as well. If you'd like, you can click here to listen.

I'm also recording an interview with another host to be broadcast at a later date. I'm going to try to get a copy so I can post it, but I'll have to let you know tomorrow whether that happens or not.

May 27, 2007

A Rose By Any Other Name.

I visited the Birmingham Botanical Gardens yesterday and saw some magnificent roses. Sorry to be redundant, but I had to post both of my favorite pictures because I couldn't decide between the two. 

 

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May 26, 2007

Christian = Criminal in Saudi?

A Christian was arrested in Mecca...for being a Christian in Mecca. Apparently it's against the law and the Saudi government was able to track him down by using a new fingerprinting system. The system is being utilized by the Expatriates Monitoring Committee and is "very helpful and will help us a lot to discover the identity of a lot of criminals and overstayers."

Saudi Arabia has been a touchy subject for a number of years -- supposedly our friendly ally, yet holding one of the worst records regarding religious freedoms. To me, the most troubling quotes in the article:

"In the U.S., an estimated 80 percent of mosques are supported largely with funds and imams from Saudi Arabia." and "...the government of Saudi Arabia is disseminating propaganda through American mosques that teaches hatred of Jews and Christians and instructs Muslims that they are on a mission behind enemy lines in a land of unbelievers."

<HT: Hal

Life's Short. Get a Divorce.

This morning's news round-up is full of all the odd news you can handle:

A billboard in Chicago containing a 'partially clothed man and woman' with the phrase 'Life's Short. Get a Divorce' was advertising...you guessed it...a law firm. So many complaints were raised that the billboard was torn down on a technicality. Read more

I'm sorry to hear that the Japanese are beginning to fight the battle of the bulge, but, in keeping with their usual technological savvy, they've come up with a new approach. They can take a picture of everything they eat with their cell phone camera, then e-mail it to a nutritionist to get a detailed report. Read more.

Another reason to think of safety first: last week a delivery truck ran over a man's head but the bicycle helmet he was wearing managed to leave him with only a concussion and lingering headaches. Read more.

Finally, customers in rural Alaska are doing a lot of mail order shopping. They send in an order to Wal-Mart or Fred Meyer and the like, who package it up in a big box and then it's either mailed or flown hundreds of miles back to the teeny tiny town where the person lives. I thought it was a pretty innovative way for folks to avoid paying $5.35 for 18 eggs locally, but the reporter managed to point out that, as in every other town in America, the mom and pop stores can't compete with big bad Wal-Mart. Read more.

May 25, 2007

Faithfulness.

“God has brought me to this place, and He alone will let me go to my home. You cannot do anything against God.”

So said Bahaa el-Akkad, a 58-year old Egyptian convert to Christianity, responding to officers of the State Security Investigation. On April 28th of this year they told el-Akkad that he would stay in prison for 10 years if he didn't renounce his new faith <he had 'insulted Islam' by converting>. Inexplicably, only a few hours later he was released to rejoin his family. If you'd like to read more about this wonderful act of courage, click here.

Quote of the Day.

I was just reading an article about Senator turned actor turned possible Presidential candidate Fred Thompson. Speaking about why he left politics for acting, he said:

"After eight years in Washington, I long for the realism and sincerity of Hollywood. That's no joke, my friends."

I know it's completely irresponsible to vote for someone on the basis of a single quote, but Mr. Thompson just leaped above several other hopefuls in my book. ;)

Live Blogging from the Green Room.

Which, oddly enough, is painted burnt orange on one wall and light grey on the other. The feature which is my personal favorite at the moment is the incredibly soft leather couch I'm perched on while I wait for my interview. The only problem being, of course, that instead of preparing to speak coherently I might possibly start snoring. ;)

For those of you not in the biz, about 15 minutes ago I discovered what I feel might be the key secret to successful morning radio. I peeked in on one of the studios and saw a host working his way through a 2-liter bottle of Mountain Dew. As I've already downed one can of said nectar and am contemplating another, I feel assured of success. Well, either the Mountain Dew or the prayers...one of those strategies should prove effective. :p

May 24, 2007

SB 777.

What I wrote last night about leaving LA too soon -- I take that back. According to worldnetdaily, today the California Senate passed SB 777 which redefines sex from it's current definition:

"Sex means the biological condition or quality of being a male or female human being."

...to a new, more tolerant gender-based definition:

"A person's gender identity and gender related appearance and behavior whether or not stereotypically associated with the person's assigned sex at birth."

In other words, if a boy feels like he's really a girl at heart, he should be allowed to use the girl's bathroom, go into the girl's locker room and be elected prom queen. 

The bill also bans any references that are deemed derogatory to those in the LGBT lifestyle in textbooks, school handouts, posters, etc. What might be an example of a derogatory statement?

"References to a 'mother' and 'father' in any school text appear to be threatened because they could be interpreted as 'reflecting' a bias against the 'Partner 1' and 'Partner 2' of same-sex lifestyle."

Also derogatory would be a presentation in health class that broke down AIDS statistics into various categories, like infection rates among the homosexual population as compared to the heterosexual population that might lead one to believe there might be a different risk associated with each lifestyle.

The last quote I found interesting was a summary of a similar bill vetoed by the Govenator last year. It sounds oddly familiar...like maybe they took it from my novel. ;)

A second <bill> would have "integrated tolerance training" into history and social science curriculum and started a pilot program that would have forced students to learn a "new definition" of tolerance, one that would require them to not only accept but advocate for homosexuality, bisexuality and transgenderism.

The North American Union.

You want to read something interesting, head on over to worldnetdaily and take a look at their article about a new Center for Strategic & International Studies report. I've heard rumors, but this is the first black and white confirmation I've seen. The article details a report which boldly announces the intentions of powerful and influential figures to subvert the sovereignty of America by making us merely one part of a continental conglomerate.

Crawford Broadcasting.

One whirl around the station with my advocate netted three pretty solid commitments for interviews. Tomorrow I'll be on 101.1 The Source for the Burt & Kurt Live show. They said to come at 9:30, so if you want to listen you can click here and then click on the 'listen online' button in the upper lefthand corner. There's another gentleman on that station who doesn't do novels, but I'm trying to figure out a way to draw him in. :p

The Ronnie Bruce interview on 93.7 WDJC isn't scheduled yet. He said he wants to finish the book first and, in fact, was almost late to work this morning because he started reading and was drawn right in. I decided to take him at his word, even though I've come to realize radio people are all a bunch of schmoozers. ;) 

Anyway, one for sure tomorrow, and a couple others look like strong possibilities for next week. Consequently, I'll be hanging out in Birmingham for the holiday weekend. Have to say...it's a bit warmer and more humid than Mississippi was so I'll have to keep the AC cranked.

May 23, 2007

Bad Timing.

I fled Southern California too soon! I could have been in on the six-movie, 17-hour Star Wars marathon at the Los Angeles Convention Center. And let me tell you, I totally would have gone. I wouldn't have dressed up, but I would have gone. I've been in on a few marathons over the years -- although none that extreme -- and there's nothing like watching something you love with others who feel the same way, whether it be just a couple of you or a couple thousand.

Asked about the folks who dressed up, the event spokesman said:

"You get the usual assortment of Storm Troopers running around. I imagine it's pretty uncomfortable to sit for 17 hours encased in plastic."

Tolerance Schmolerance.

Once again, the tolerance police have decreed that we should be tolerant of everyone except those who express a belief in Biblical truths. In opposition to their school's participation in the National Day of Silence, 100+ students at San Juan High School in California wore t-shirts with "Biblical quotations against sodomy and homosexuality." One t-shirt proclaimed "Don't touch God's rainbow."

Now you may or may not agree with student activism -- peaceful or otherwise -- in public high schools. Honestly, I'm not certain myself where I stand on that issue. However, let me tell you a little bit about what these students were protesting when they decided to put on those t-shirts.

The National Day of Silence, according to their website, began in 1996 at the University of Virginia. The following year 100 colleges and universities participated. The year after that they expanded their message to high schools and 100 joined in. The "Organizing Manual" I downloaded from their website contained information through 2005, when almost 4,000 high schools participated.

What is the National Day of Silence? Again, from the manual:

Participants take a day long vow of silence and distribute or wear speaking cards with information about anti-LGBT bias and ways for students and others to "end the silence." Through Breaking the Silence events, students can speak out against harassment and demand change for their schools and communities.

Further on in the manual, students are given examples of how the day might look:

Many students make t-shirts with slogans supporting LGBT students and their allies. Students pass out “speaking cards” that state the intention of the day and ask for understanding and consideration from their peers, faculty and administrations.

Here's where I start to get confused. The school is not just allowing, but promoting this event, and they've got students wandering the halls wearing ideological statements on t-shirts who refuse to speak for the entire day. Again, let's set aside the argument of whether or not activism should be present in public schools, and whether or not an army of students not answering their teachers might have an impact on the learning outcome for that day.

In a school of over 1,000, 10% of the students decide to fight back. For the majority of their public school careers they've had the homosexual agenda crammed down their throats and they finally say enough is enough. On the day when their school is publicly endorsing the LGBT lifestyle, 100 or so students get up, put on t-shirts with simple Biblical messages and go to school.

What's the result of their peaceful protest? Are they given "understanding and consideration from their peers, faculty and administrations"? I think you might guess the answer to those questions. The students are "harassed by peers and teachers because of their message," and over 100 of them are suspended.

Other than the fact that they actually spoke when spoken to, how is what they did different from the Day of Silence participants? Everybody's wearing their own ideological message t-shirts, but it's only the Christians who get suspended. I'll tell you what, I applaud those students for their courage in standing up to the steamroller. They got squished this time, but they stood for the truth.

whereisjodi Contest Winner.

necklace.jpgLA Reader finally identified herself, so today I'm popping in the mail this lovely silver necklace, handmade in Jordan. Just wanted my illustrious readers to know I was following through so that next time I run a contest you might be persuaded to enter. ;)

Birmingham, Here I Come.

I just got off the phone with a gentleman in Birmingham, Alabama. I've got a commitment to be on the Ronnie Bruce Show and he thinks there might be an opportunity to get on a few other programs in their five station network. I'll post more details when I get them, including where and when you can listen live if you're so inclined.

Can I just give a shout out to the One who made this possible? Seriously! Did I not just write a post last night about my sad lack of marketing skills? I know exactly to Whom I am beholden.

May 22, 2007

A Writer.

I was just talking to someone on the phone and was reminded that, on my recent Middle East excursion, I was able to put 'writer' as my profession on all the immigration forms. Can I just tell you how thrilling that was for me? They didn't need to know that I was basically unemployed and living from moment to moment. :p 

Whether this tour peters out in book-sales-stagnancy over the next couple months or whether a sales revolution takes place and I continue on...one thing I'll take with me is that, for almost a year, I was a writer. An honest to goodness starving artist -- although technically the closest I got to starving was not having my old corporate job funded disposable income. ;)

Seriously though, God led me to do something really, really odd. With much trepidation I took one step forward and I've spent the past six months roaming around the country, one step at a time. It's been so much more challenging than I ever imagined, but I feel like I've grown in maturity and in faith...and what better use of a year is there than that?

I feel like I've almost stepped outside of my own rush-rush culture, giving me an opportunity to really listen to God. I've learned that I can't do squat about marketing. I know I've always said that, but I gave it the old college try over the months and found out that I was correct with my initial assumptions. And yet, behold, if God wants to do something He will!

I've also learned that sitting on my duff and waiting for God to cause someone to ring the phone isn't exactly doing my part either. Of course, to be honest I should say I'm learning that, not that it's learned already.  

So far I'd say the biggest lesson is that it's important to do what God asks you to do, no matter how ludicrous...but just because it's important doesn't mean it's easy. Trying to live day by day with your ears inclined to God's voice, amidst the incredible cacophany around us -- that's the hard part. And trying to understand why He answers some prayers, fulfills some desires so magnificently, while leaving others so desperately unfulfilled...that's hard too.

I know we'll never understand God, that's why He's God. If only I could learn to rest in that truth for more than ten minutes at a time!

Public School Strikes Again.

"I am going to encourage you to have sex and encourage you to use drugs appropriately."

So says Joel Becker, associate clinical professor of psychology at UCLA. Why?

"Why I am going to take that position is because you are going to do it anyway...I want to encourage you to all have healthy, sexual behavior."

If this was Joel Becker's psychology class at UCLA, that'd be one thing, but he made these remarks to a Boulder High School assembly that students were required to attend. Interestingly enough, when a mother went before a school review to complain, as she read excerpts from Becker's presentation she was asked to stop "because the language was inappropriate." Inappropriate for an adult review board, but not inappropriate for teens as young as 14?

My favorite quote: "Teenage abstinence was dismissed as an unwise choice and indicative of religious hang-ups."

The final quote is so bad I'm going to put it on the next page so you have the opportunity to skip it if you want. However, instead of keeping our collective heads in the sand, I think we need to be aware of what's going on out there.

"We all experiment. It's very natural for young people to experiment with same sex relationships. When you are 13, 12, 13, 14 certainly probably one of the most appropriate sexual behaviors would be masturbation. Even today, there are psychiatrists who will do sessions under the influence of ecstacy. If I had some maybe I'd do it with someone, but you know."

How did a person like this even get asked to speak in front of teenagers? It's appalling. 

May 21, 2007

Clean Comedy.

I've been scoping out entertainment alternatives lately -- funny what happens when you type something like "clean Christian comedy" into youtube. Yet another reminder that any technology can be used for good as well as evil. If you're in need of a good laugh and you've got seven minutes, I suggest you watch this video of comedienne Kerri Pomarolli. Enjoy!

Viva le France!

Well I'll be a horn-swaggled magpie! Ok, so I've been in the South too long... ;)

But seriously, I'm impressed with something a Frenchman said and that hasn't happened in as long as I can remember. Brice Hortefeux, head of the newly created Ministry of Immigration and National Identity, has made a statement regarding illegal immigrants that our politicians would do well to pay attention to:

"We have to put aside massive legalization. It doesn't work and it penalizes, even immigrants."

Newly elected President Nicolas Sarkozy created the Ministry "to manage the inflow of immigrants and protect French values and cohesion." I'm glad to see someone's taking action -- from the toleration of the riots over the past couple years I'd begun to wonder whether the French had any values and cohesion left.

Global Warming.

I've never been a believer in global warming caused by man. The issue seemed to me too politicized, the science too debatable, to blame everything solely and completely on our piddly little influence. My opinions became more entrenched when I read of the measures believers were willing to go to to reverse this so-called man-made rush to destroy the planet. Measures like keeping third-world countries in their natural state of poverty and despair, rather than letting them better their lives with industrialization. Measures like setting our own standard of living back hundreds of years.

And if the conflicting reports I read from various scientists weren't enough to keep me from committing fully to the idea, something else led me to regard the whole topic with suspicion. Any time the bulk of Hollywood throws their weight behind an issue my nonsense radar starts beeping incessantly. I'll be honest -- because of this radar, Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth didn't get a fair shake with me from the beginning. Regardless of what I think of the man, the idea of the movie -- excuse me, documentary -- was too political in nature. It reeked of propoganda.

Over the weekend I discovered that my thoughts weren't too far off the mark. A high school student in Northern Ontario finally complained after he was shown the documentary in his world history class...then his economics class...then his world issues class...then his environment class. Each time it was shown as basic fact, with no opposing viewpoints. And it's not just Canada, apparently individuals and groups are donating copies to schools all over the world. Governments are also buying in:

In England, the government has made the movie part of the public curriculum.

In Spain, the government is buying copies of the movie for all of its schools. In Australia, private donors are buying copies for schools.

If schools want to show this documentary, I have absolutely no problem -- as long as they show the other side. The issue of global warming is not a settled matter that everyone agrees on and presenting only one side is not education, it's propaganda. I've written my opinions about this values-based teaching style before. When educators cram homosexuality down the throats of young, impressionable kids they're employing the same tactic.

Here's one reason An Inconvenient Truth should be shown within the context of a two-sided debate:

Among other things, since the film's release last year, scientists have rejected Mr. Gore's claims that 2005 was the warmest year on record (temperatures have been receding since 1998), that polar bears are heading for extinction (their numbers are growing), that Antarctica is warming (interior temperature readings show cooling) and that sea levels will "rise 18 to 20 feet," swamping coastal cities (the International Panel on Climate Change predicts a few inches).

There's also interesting news coming from the U.S. Senate Committee on Environment & Public Works. Hal recently linked to an article published on their site which discusses:

...the recent and quite remarkable momentum shift taking place in climate science. Many former believers in catastrophic man-made global warming have recently reversed themselves and are now climate skeptics.

The page goes on to list a number <not just two or three> of reputable scientists who were firmly in the man-made global warming camp and have recently been persuaded by the science to change their theories.

I am in no way saying the issue is settled, I just think there's still room for debate. Not surprisingly, my opinion is at odds with famed scientist expert actor Leonardo DiCaprio, who recently commented about his new 'eco-documentary:'

it was about giving them <the scientists> a platform where they didn't have to argue about the science. Because, and I keep stressing this, this is the overwhelming majority of the scientific community that believes in this. Not to have to be challenged about the science, about if their opinions were correct or if their opinions were valid. It was about them being able to express ideas and being able to give us, the public.

Thanks for the thoughtful consideration of what I, as a member of the public, am looking for. Not a thoughtful, reasoned presentation about why certain theories are correct. Rather, I'd like to listen to scientists talking about the looming end of the world while I see "apocalyptic visions of gurgling volcanoes, massive mudslides and clubbed baby seals -- all set against images of America's insatiable consumerism."

May 19, 2007

Irresponsible Remarks.

"I think as far as the adverse impact on the nation around the world, this administration has been the worst in history."

Has there ever been an ex-President as critical and irresponsible with their remarks as Jimmy Carter? Does he not understand the adverse impact on the nation around the world that his continually critical and highly inflammatory statements have made? What if we'd listened to his opinion on Reagan's handling of the Cold War? We'd still be sitting in a world where all nuclear weapons pointed at us or them. I won't even get into his deluded opinions about why Israel should leave the front door unlocked so the suicide bombers won't have any trouble getting in.

That the man won a Nobel Peace Prize has mystified me almost as much as Yasar Arafat being awarded the same. That he shares my faith tradition is even harder for me to understand. And the final straw, that he made this statement while promoting his most recent product -- Bible studies.

UPDATE: Former President Carter appeared on the Today Show this morning and said Saturday's remarks were misinterpreted. He said he was comparing Bush's administration to Nixon's when he made the "worst in history" remark.

"And I think Richard Nixon had a very good and productive foreign policy and my remarks were maybe careless or misinterpreted. But I wasn't comparing the overall administration, and I was certainly not talking personally about any president," Carter said.

"I think this administration's foreign policy compared to president Nixon's was much worse," he said, but he said he did not mean to call it the worst in history.

Make of that what you will. 

My Writing Partner.

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I'm having a writing day today, working on book two. As you can see, my writing partner is quite supportive, although she does sleep through a majority of the work. ;) 

I have to tell you -- without being too specific -- that I'm finding it appalling how easy it would be to truly cripple a key component of our infrastructure. I did a little creative brainstorming, researched a small amount, talked to a few people in the know, and voila...a pretty good plan for a catastrophic. long-term disaster with a decent chance of successfully pulling it off. If I can so easily formulate a workable plot for my FICTION book, how many of the folks who truly hate us are already scheming something similar?

Muzak.

Thought I'd share my sort of theme song for this trip. It's a song called Devotion by the Newsboys:

all my world
all i've lost
the wrecks i've made here
the lives it cost
Your hand restores
Your words make whole
with all my soul
i thank You
i owe You

all my devotion
all that i have to give
here's my devotion
You're all that it means to live

all my past
my tainted name
You stole its legacy
of pride and shame
You're all i love
You're all i fear
i'm drawing near
to face You
to know You
to show You

devotion
all that i have to give
here's my devotion
You're all that it means to live

You found me
in a shallow grave
You dragged me
out from beneath it all
You healed me
saved me
in the nick of time
Your perfect time

You found me
in a shallow grave
You called me
out from beneath it all
You touched me
saved me
in the nick of time
Your perfect time

i devote all i have to You
i devote all that You made knew
all You restored the day You bled
all that You brought back from the dead

devotion
all that i have to give
You're all that it means to live
here's my devotion
my Lord
my devotion

May 18, 2007

chemistry.com

See anything wrong with this commercial?

Bad News, Good News.

Movie Guide, my newest bookmarked site, has two articles today that I found interesting. First, the bad news. According to a government study, some schools in England have stopped teaching about the Holocaust and the Crusades, for fear of offending their Muslim students.

The report added that, in dropping the Holocaust, teachers feared “anti-Semitic sentiment and Holocaust denial among some Muslim pupils.”

Schools dropped the Crusades, including the reasons Christians wanted to take back the Holy Land, the report said, because a more truthful description of the Crusades “would have challenged what was taught in some local mosques.”

The good news is in the next article, which says that abstinence education has had a positive effect and the sexual activity statistics are not as horrific as we've been led to believe. There are a lot of encouraging statistics listed, but my favorite is:

The drop among teenagers under 17 has been even greater, from 38% in 1995 to 30% percent in 2003 among girls and 43% to 31% among boys. Thus, in fact, 70% of American teenagers under age 17 have NEVER been sexually active, despite the mass media of entertainment's corrupt culture of sex and violence.

The only question I would have is how this study defines sex. I know, in the wake of our great moral leader Mr. Clinton, that many teens don't consider other ... forms ... as sex.

Movie Reviews.

Someone sent me a great resource after reading my big media manifesto earlier in the week. Check out Movie Guide when you're looking for Christian-based movie reviews and suggestions. Here are their "Ten Best 2005 Films for Mature Audiences" with a couple comments from yours truly about ones I've seen.

1. PRIDE & PREJUDICE: I have to confess that I'm a HUGE fan of the BBC 5-hour version with Colin Firth, so I'm not the most unbiased commenter. I did see this newest version and it was pretty good.


2. BATMAN BEGINS: I thought this was an excellent superhero movie. Lots of probing about good and evil and what one man can do.

3. MILLIONS: didn't see it.

4. THE INTERPRETER: I didn't choose to see this movie as I can't stomach Sean Penn after the last couple years, but I saw it at the request of a friend and wasn't too impressed. Again, I'm not the most unbiased on this one, but I thought the whole thing was basically a sermon about how the United Nations, and only the United Nations, can save our souls.

5. THE GREAT RAID: didn't see it.

6. THE ISLAND: This was a really good movie in my opinion. Well done and entertaining, but also great for spurring conversation. Deals with some none-too-futuristic health issues, as well as pre-Fall man.

7. THE NINTH DAY: didn't see it.


8. CINDERELLA MAN: As long as you can stomach fairly graphic boxing scenes, this is an excellent movie about the Depression and the power of hope.


9. HITCH: Some friends of mine found this funnier than I did. I thought it was pretty funny, don't get me wrong, but I disliked the main character and his love interest so that goes along way toward knocking it down a few notches. However, it's also a good conversational piece about how we should or should not package ourselves in our quest for a mate.

10.DOWNFALL: didn't see it

Amnesty.

I don't talk much about the immigration nightmare we're currently in because it's beyond frustrating to me. I read an article this morning where a gentleman is quoted who perfectly expressed my feelings:

"What part of illegal does the Senate not understand? Any plan that rewards illegal behavior is amnesty," said Rep. Brian Billbray, R-Calif., chairman of the Immigration Reform Caucus.

Illegal. Plain and simple. Setting that whole issue aside, what about our security? What about the fact that terrorists are sneaking over the border in the midst of all the illegal workers? And my final question...what in the world were they thinking when they put Ted Kennedy in charge?

May 17, 2007

Excellence in Christian Media.

I found this exceedingly funny and a much better rendition than the original wording.

Who Needs a Father?

I read an article this morning about a change to England's laws regarding fertility treatment. Previously, fertility clinics had to "consider the baby's need for a father before providing treatment." Now they don't need to bother with that and can offer "equal rights" to same sex couples.

This reminds me of a story I meant to write about -- last month when I was in North Africa I saw a very disturbing story on CNN <it was a Muslim country, of course they didn't have FOX!>. The health reporter talked about a research team that was close to announcing they could make sperm by jerry-rigging female tissue. She spoke in giddy terms that soon it would no longer be necessary for men to be involved in the reproductive process.

England's new standards also provide for "Frankstein" embryos -- part human, part animal.

Sir David King, the Government's chief scientific adviser, said he welcomed the move: "I believe that the approach to the creation of embryos containing human and animal material is the right one."

In other news, Hillary Rodham Clinton receives a strong endorsement from "the world's most famous porn star" Jenna Jameson. Well that oughta give her the edge she needs!

May 16, 2007

News Roundup.

Greenpeace is building a replica of the Ark on the side of Mt. Ararat to protest global warming. What I'd like to know is how they got permission to go up there? It was my understanding that the Turkish government didn't let people go up there because the real ark might be found... Of course that could just be ye olde conspiracy theory talking. :p

ILLEGAL workers are suing a factory in Massachusetts for not being paid overtime. These ILLEGAL workers shouldn't have been working there anyway, but somehow they've managed to join a class action lawsuit against the factory where they ILLEGALLY were working when they allegedly didn't get paid correctly. I'm sorry, but why, why, why?

Meanwhile, it looks like the new immigration deal is going to grant amnesty, as well as allow ILLEGALS to bring their parents, spouses and children into the country to join them. Where is this all going to end?

Finally, poetic irony in the California court system. The high school gal that got written up and sent to the principal's office for saying 'that's so gay' was told by a judge:

"All of us have probably felt at some time that we were unfairly punished by a callous teacher, or picked on and teased by boorish and uncaring bullies... Unfortunately, this is part of what teenagers endure in becoming adults."

I hope someone remembers this ruling the next time a student sues over the emotional trauma they endured when forced to sit through a moment of silence wherein some other students might possibly choose to pray. As I recall, several lawsuits of that nature have gone a different direction.

Jerry Falwell.

My dad sent me a fascinating quote this morning in regards to Jerry Falwell's death.

"My mother always told me that no matter how much you dislike a person, when you meet them face to face you will find characteristics about them that you like. Jerry Falwell was a perfect example of that. I hated everything he stood for, but after meeting him in person, years after the trial, Jerry Falwell and I became good friends. ... I always appreciated his sincerity even though I knew what he was selling and he knew what I was selling." - Hustler magazine founder Larry Flynt

I'm not sure where my dad found this so I can't attribute it, but wow. What a great example of tolerance <the historical definition, not the new-fangled one>. They disagreed vehemently but were able to treat each other with respect and become friends. I imagine they still tried to convince one another about the rightness of their respective causes...

This is a good reminder for me, especially as I've been thinking lately about graciousness. What would my quote-unquote enemies have to say about me if I keeled over tomorrow?

Graciousness.

I dreamed last night of the 1860 Republican Convention. I don't remember much about it other than there were political bosses running around and I think I was Lincoln for a brief moment... ;) I guess that means I read too far into the night.

One thing I've been pondering this morning is how Lincoln was able to be so gracious in the midst of defeat, and even treachery, and not hold grudges. He was 'done wrong' on several occasions, politically and during his legal career, and yet he didn't seem to harbor any bitterness. Ms. Kearns makes the case that the reason he won the nomination in 1860 had a lot to do with the fact that the other three front-runners had made strong enemies while Lincoln made admirers even of people who disagreed with him over the years.

It reminded me of some thoughts I had about President Bush during the last election. The day after the Republicans got soundly trounced he had the new Democratic leadership over for lunch. He didn't hold any grudges, just moved forward and said let's get some work done.

While this attitude of graciousness makes sense to me, I find it hard to live out. It's easy to get on a tear and start thinking of all the people who've done me wrong. I often feel a bit self-righteous, to be honest, when reading some of David's psalms where he asks God to kill his enemy and destroy his city and etc., but if being angry at someone is the same as killing them in God's eyes...I've done the same thing.

Sometimes it's easier to forgive a wrong done to me than one done to my family or friends. I like to think of that as loyalty, when in fact it's probably something far more sinister.

Obviously I need to take a page from President's Lincoln and Bush and practice graciousness. Whether or not it works around in my favor in my lifetime is sort of a moot point, it's my heart God's concerned with. But I'm also reminded of the verse about God and vengeance...let me just pop over to bible.com to find it.

Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord. Romans 12:19

May 15, 2007

Kitty Keyboard Kover.

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I'm sorry, but I totally need this product. Cali comes prancing across my keyboard quite frequently and I just have to wait til she feels good and ready to move on. Although that's not as bad as her proclivity for coming to stand right on top of my Bible when I'm reading it in the morning. I try not to think that she's possessed or anything... :p <Thanks Hal for the product recommendation!>

Same ol' same ol'

As I mentioned a few days ago, I'm reading Doris Kearns Goodwin's biography of Abraham Lincoln: 'Team of Rivals.' It's absolutely fascinating, though at 900 pages it gets tiresome to hold! ;)

One thing I didn't realize about President Lincoln is that he was a poet. I knew he was a fabulous writer, eloquent speaker and a man of towering integrity and strength, but Ms. Goodwin includes a few snippets of poetry in her retelling of his political life and they're not half bad. Like a poem he wrote when returning to his childhood home about the loss of the three most important women in his life <mother, sister, first love>:

I hear the loved survivors tell
How naught from death could save,
Till every sound appears a knell,
And every spot a grave.
I'm finding it increasingly uncomfortable, reading about the 20-30 years building up to the Civil War. The North and the South grew apart so carelessly, like no one was paying attention. Looking at it through the lens of history it all seems clear <and I want to yell at them to wake up> -- I'm sure it was nothing but at the time.

What I'm struck by, actually, is the familiarity of the political rhetoric. Lincoln was quoted 20 years before his Presidential nomination for giving advice to the temperance advocates. He told them not to pile denunciation upon denunciation, rhetoric upon rhetoric...that once the personal attacks started it would be impossible to stop them.

I wish I could find the quote but I've flipped through the pages and can't locate it -- there was one historian who said it was obvious a rift was coming when the southern and northern states wrote about the same events with the same inflammatory rhetoric, but speaking different languages.

This is part of why I love reading history -- because I look around today at our Red-State-Blue-State dilemma and wonder if we'll ever come to a resolution. I read what our mostly cruddy and corrupt politicians spout off and despair of a moral outcome.

Yet I read about Lincoln, or even John Adams, and find that it is as it has always been. People disagree, politicians posture and willingly participate in campaigns of misinformation <my favorite euphemism for lying>. But the country stands today, better in some respects than it has ever been...worse in others. We'll continue to agree to disagree. Braggards will abound, but so will hardworking men and women of integrity. And in the end, Truth will win out and all will be reckoned.

May 14, 2007

News Roundup.

A 12-year old girl was forced to watch Brokeback Mountain in school after being told by the substitute teacher "what happens in Ms. Buford's class stays in Ms. Buford's class." I'm so used to seeing lawsuits by the student offended at a moment of silence for possible personal prayer that it's kind of nice to see a lawsuit going the other direction. I wonder if the ACLU has offered to represent the girl? Sorry, couldn't resist. :p

Also in the standing up for your right not to be offended category, a Christian football player is claiming he was benched by coaches angry at the stand he took on a team bus. Apparently the coaches wanted to put in the uncut version of Wedding Crashers, which the player called semi-pornagraphic. When he asked them to play something else the coach cussed him out. He's been benched ever since.

Moving from the right not to be offended onto the right not to be exterminated: Muslims in Egypt went on a rampage and attacked Christians 50 miles outside Cairo. Sixty-nine Christians were injured in the riot and at least 27 of their homes and businesses were trashed. Egyptian police let the chaos continue for several hours before getting around to arresting 59 of the 500 Muslims present.

HR 1592

I feel like I've talked up Hate Crimes legislation ad nauseum here on the blog and with my podcast, but I've got to write another post today. HR 1592 made it through the House a couple weeks ago and it's being discussed in the Senate as we speak. The White House has intimated that the President will veto the bill if it passes in the Senate as well, but if I remember correctly this would be the third time he's had to do so.

Tomorrow 'Repent America' is organizing a petition day for those who disagree with Hate Crimes legislation to contact their Congressman. Let me give you a couple reasons to get off your duff and get involved:

  1. In Canada similar legislation has redefined the Bible as hate speech. Focus on the Family has to edit their Canadian radio broadcast so that they don't say anything that might be construed as offensive toward homosexuals. 
  2. In Sweden similar legislation led to the prosecution of a pastor for simply reading what Romans has to say about homosexuality in his sermon.
  3. Hate Crimes legislation creates a specially protected group of individuals and wildly increases the penalty for committing a crime against them. Plainly put: the murder of a white, heterosexual male will get you less jail time than the murder of a white, homosexual male. Don't believe me? It's already playing out that way in New Hampshire.
  4. Finally, if you so much as say something publicly that is perceived as negative by a specially protected class, you could be looking at a lawsuit or prosecution. Your right to freedom of religion is infringed upon by their special rights to not be disagreed with.
Tomorrow someone is trying to make a point to the thick heads in Washington. Why don't you join them? Get on the phone. Write an e-mail. Do something.

Stats.

I have to admit, I'm kind of a stats junky. Since I don't get a lot of comments, looking at the stats at least assures me there are more people reading than my family and a few friends. ;)

So, invariably, one of the first things I do on Monday is download the log for the previous week. I make my way through the haze of information to try and figure out how many people are really reading...hits, views, visitors...what does it all mean? Just to give you an example, from December 12 through yesterday I've had 135,367 hits, 53,557 page views and 37,134 visitors. So what does that mean exactly? I have no idea! Well, other than the basic truth that I need more readers than that if I'm going to afford to stay on the road with gas going up to $4 a gallon. :p

Anyway, what I really wanted to share with you was that every week I get a laugh out of the interesting search phrases people use. Sometimes I try to think back as to why in heaven's name google, in all their wisdom, would return my site as one of the options. I thought I'd share some of my favorites, in no particular order:

  1. cytobacteria
  2. blood on the highway <was I talking about my driver's ed class?>
  3. face bra
  4. jayla lynn <found this very curious as that was a character name in MPA that I totally made up>
  5. mopey
  6. cheeseburger birds <I know I never talked about that!>
  7. where can i find quotes about kindness toward your coworkers
  8. what are the prizes of the tornados shelters - amarillo
  9. jodi cali <I wonder which person I know typed this in. It's a fairly specific search obviously trying to find me and my kitty.>
  10. womens car tires squash rodents

May 13, 2007

Hollywood Blasphemy: A Manifesto.

An Open Letter to Ray Comfort and Kirk Cameron
Re: hollywoodblasphemy.com

My mother forwarded me a link to your website and I’ve spent the past week in serious contemplation. Agonizing might be too strong a word, but the actual emotion is somewhat close to that.

You see, I love movies. I’ve loved movies for as much of my life as I can remember. And quite frankly, I’ve been pretty ticked off in the past couple years to find that I can’t go to as many as I used to because I’m offended by the violence, or the blatant sexuality, or the callous indifference to, if not outright blasphemy against God.

Yes, I said ticked. I can be honest about it. Sometimes I wish I hadn’t come to this point – whether it’s maturity or self-righteousness – but it’s now possible that I go months at a time between finding a movie I feel comfortable attending.

I can’t even watch some of the movies I actually own anymore and that makes me feel too much like my mother. She’s turned her nose up at the movie and television industry for as long as I can remember and I’ve always been a bit irritated by her stand.

I’ve gotten around my lack of movie options by turning to television shows. I comfort myself that at least there are still a few broadcast standards left. I became attached to Alias and Stargate SG-1 over the years and recently I started watching Lost. I really enjoyed Battlestar Galactica but had to give that up because of the blatant sexuality allowed on the Sci-Fi channel.

But I digress. I’ve already lost most of my movie options. Fewer and fewer television shows are palatable. I’ve also had to give up several truly gifted secular fiction writers because of the content they feel it’s important to include along with their good plot to make the book marketable. Now you’re telling me that any show that mentions God’s name or that of His Son in an irreverent way is blasphemy?

I’ll be honest with you – my first reaction to your video was ‘you’ve got to be kidding me!’ Followed closely by ‘what in the world am I going to watch now?

As spiritually immature as that may seem to you, I’m completely serious. You may be absolutely correct. In fact, you made your case so well that I want to watch the video again to try and find a loophole. I certainly don’t want to be thinking about your point as much as I have been, because quite frankly, sometimes a person just needs to be entertained! To forget – if only for a couple blissful hours – this gritty, difficult world we live in. To see things work together in the end, even when we know good and well that real life rarely comes out that way <and please understand, this is not a theological argument…I know in Whom I have believed and that things really do work out in the END>.

I rarely spend my money on R-rated movies and never go to slasher films. I make it a point for myself and repeatedly pound it into friends and family that we need to go to every new “Christian” movie on opening weekend. I do this regardless of whether it’s a movie I’m personally interested in or whether it’s been savaged, rightly or wrongly, by the critics. All of this so that Hollywood ‘gets the message.’ And what has happened? Effectively nothing.

Yes, if we’re lucky, every year one good Christian movie makes a national splash amidst several pretty mediocre ones. Meanwhile, 100 horror and barely-less-than-porn movies have come out right alongside them. Hollywood’s response to The Passion has been trumpeted over and over, but in terms of total movies making it to the marketplace, the difference seems negligible.

Maybe I’m misinterpreting your point or reading more into your video than you intended, but it seems to me you’re basically calling for a boycott of Hollywood until they stop using God’s name in an irreverent manner. While this is a lovely idea, I don’t know how practical it is and I’ll tell you why. We Christians are hypocrites, and I the biggest one. I am passionately opposed to the homosexual agenda, especially where it’s being aggressively pushed forward in public schools. About ten years ago I heard that Ben & Jerry’s Ice Cream was somehow connected with funding homosexual groups in high schools. Outraged, I swore off my favorite ice cream for a year. After the year was up I decided maybe the information I’d gotten wasn’t entirely accurate, and what was one pint now and then going to matter one way or the other…and if I didn’t stick my nose any further into it and find out more information than I wanted to know, well…I could live with myself and the occasional purchase.

A couple years ago word went round that AT&T was giving employee health benefits to homosexual partners of employees. Same with Ford and several other big companies. Problem was, there weren’t many alternatives for those who might disagree. I actually researched a family-friendly phone company, but it was such a convoluted process I gave up.

If you’re challenging Christians in America to walk away almost wholesale from the movie and television industry for a significant period of time, you need to accept some responsibility for filling the gap. You need to provide some readily accessible alternatives. Otherwise you get 100 million people like me thinking, sure, you’re probably right…but what will I find to watch on Saturday night if I make that stand? More importantly, what am I going to contribute to Monday morning’s coffee break conversation that doesn’t make me sound Amish?

I recently visited Karnack in Egypt and saw a temple that pre-dated Solomon’s by a thousand years. When God gave the plans to David He was echoing a place of worship they were already familiar with. On the same trip I visited the Holy Land for a second time and was again reminded how God chose the Israelites out of a certain culture and a set way of living. When God gave Israel their legal structure He put in place a system that was so unique and different – and patently just – that it has impacted the rest of the world throughout time and history.

Though it may seem that way to you, this is not another digression. I believe God works in similar ways today. He uses cultural forms that we’re already familiar with to call out to us. He uses the shadows to speak of true reality. And, please excuse yet another C.S. Lewis reference, but once He’s gotten a hold of us, He calls us each day farther up and farther in.

Yet we live in a culture that worships entertainment. Our national conversation revolves around the finalists on American Idol and whether or not you’ve seen Spiderman 3. Everyone complains that we pay basketball stars more than teachers, but no one is going to do a thing to change that fact. That’s just the culture we live in at this point.

As Christians we should be appalled by Hollywood Blasphemy. Well, strike that. Actually, we shouldn’t be appalled because, quite frankly, what should we expect of the unredeemed? What we should be appalled by is our own complacency, compromise and complicity. What we should be doing is getting on our knees and echoing 2 Chronicles 7:14: “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”

So where does that leave us? Mr. Comfort, Mr. Cameron, I believe your point is valid – I just don’t think it’s complete and I’ll tell you why. First, the fact is that we are but dust. You can’t just challenge Christians to walk away from such a huge part of our culture without providing viable, easily accessible alternatives. Second, and probably more important, since we are an entertainment oriented culture, we need to be able to talk about movies and television and what we’re reading with our unsaved friends.

In my opinion, your challenge is missing out on the big picture. You need to support and defend your brothers and sisters in the creative arts and you need to challenge others to do the same. Not just because they’re Christian, but because they’re providing excellent, entertaining stories that speak about the truths of God – truths that our culture is dying from want of.

We need to be making movies that challenge Christians to a higher level of maturity. We also need to be making movies that aren’t blatantly Christian but have a good parable-message that Christians wouldn’t be embarrassed to invite their non-Christian friends to. Why aren’t we making movies like this? If it’s true that Hollywood is all about the bottom line, then the obvious conclusion is that Christians aren’t going to these movies in large enough numbers.

Challenge Christians to forgo movies that blaspheme the name of God – YES! But at the same time, challenge them to find other alternatives. Challenge them to push movies and television shows that are entertaining and moral. And for heaven’s sake, challenge them to support more than the latest ‘Parables of the Vineyard’ or ‘Purpose Driven Life’ phenomenon that sweeps the church. Those have their place – this is not a criticism of that kind of book – but where is the corresponding novel? <other than the one obvious example we always hold up, the Left Behind series>

We only push non-fiction in church and the fact is – that doesn’t speak to the full reality we live in once we leave the pews. I dare you to issue a challenge to pastors to review a good novel once a month. Something that is entertaining and well-written; something a Christian could give to their non-Christian neighbor or coworker and have a thought-provoking discussion about.

You know good and well that Hollywood would be foaming at the mouth to make a movie out of the novel 100 million Christians were talking about. I’ve heard from numerous different sources that Hollywood is about the almighty dollar and that the reason The Passion caused such a stir was the plain and simple bottom line. Ok, let’s spend some money!

You issued your challenge, I’m issuing mine. I’ll give you six months. You seem to be well-connected Christian bigwigs – and I say that with the utmost respect, not sarcastically. If anyone can get the ball rolling I’d suspect it’d be you two. For six months, from May 15th to December 15th, I won’t spend a dime supporting Hollywood Blasphemy. Not in the theater. Not in the rental store. Not at the Target video counter. I won’t even watch a movie on free television that I know has blasphemy in it.

After six months I’ll be looking for your alternatives. A list of clean movies, and not just a “Christian” list, but one split up by genre that has something for everyone. Tell us which television shows pass muster as being both morally supportable and entertaining. Gives us a list of intelligent Christian fiction and clean secular fiction.

I’d also like to know that there are several movies of excellence in the pipeline that I can start talking up. I can think of ten novels off the top of my head if you’re lacking in content. How about Peace Child or Lords of the Earth? How about a magnificent sci-fi trilogy made out of the C.S. Lewis series? Or in true narcissistic fashion, I’ll offer to send you my novel – lots of people have told me it would make a great movie. ;)

If money is an issue I pledge $100 as the seed for a new production company dedicated to exalting the Name and the Word. They don’t even have to list me at the bottom of the credits. I’ll also promise to convince 100 other people to send money. If they’re making movies of excellence and Christians in America are responding to your challenge, they shouldn’t need us after the first couple hit the theater.

And just to show that I believe in what I’ve challenged you to do, I’ll do my part. Every Friday for the next six months I’ll publish a Hollywood Blasphemy Alternatives entry on my blog featuring a couple movie or book suggestions.

You gentlemen have made an excellent point. You’ve convinced me. However, I hope that I’ve been able to show you a couple key areas you’re forgetting. I’m sending this open letter out into cyberspace to see if six degrees of separation works in the Christian world.

With respect,
Jodi Cowles

Vicksburg.

"It is not until one visits, old, oppressed, suffering Europe, that he can appreciate his own government, that he realizes the fearful responsibility of the American people to the nations of the whole earth, to carry successfully through the experiment...that men are capable of self-government."
William Seward wrote that after touring through Europe, years before he became Abraham Lincoln's Secretary of State and a key part of the Cabinet that supported Lincoln throughout the Civil War. I won't pick on Europe, but substitute the bulk of the Middle East and that quote stands as true today as it did during his time.

I came across that quote in Doris Kearns Goodwin's 'Team of Rivals.' I read a chapter several months ago and then set the book aside, but thought it'd be appropriate to pick it back up again as I'm journeying through the South.

Yesterday I took the scooter and crossed a few miles of backroads to arrive at the Vicksburg National Military Park. They had a very interesting visitor center which had a display of the kind of cave that many of Vicksburg's citizens experienced during the siege. I watched a short movie that made me think the government needs to pony up a couple bucks to have something redone... ;)

 

Entering through the arch you embark on a 16-mile road through many key sites of the Vicksburg campaign. I was so glad to be riding the scooter rather than driving Bertha, even though it meant I couldn't listen to an audio tour as I went along. However, I did have a brochure that I sat on and pulled out to read every time I came to a numbered sign. ;)

I just putted along at 15-20 miles an hour, stopping when I wanted, head whipping back and forth to take in everything. It was an uncommonly pretty drive, very quiet as there weren't many tourists out. The majority of people I passed were runners, but most of the time I only heard the sound of my little buzzing engine.

In all honesty, I kept trying to imagine tens of thousands of men hunkered down all over that area, scrabbling to find enough food and water, constantly ducking the whistling of bullets and the boom of cannons. I tried to imagine the boys as they lay there for months on end, questioning whether their cause was worth it. We know now that it was, that slavery had to be excised in such a traumatic, nation-ripping fashion. But I found myself wondering what the approval ratings were at the time for President Lincoln...wondering how many people wanted to give up because the cost was too high.

 

There were loads of stone monuments, big and small, populating the park. This was one I thought was quite beautiful. Unfortunately the brochure names it both the Illinois Memorial and the Third Louisiana Redan...so I'm not sure what to call it. I went inside and sang Amazing Grace and listened to the most amazing acoustics I've heard outside of St. Anne's Church <I think> in Jerusalem.



This statue was, I think, my favorite of the whole park. There was something so noble about it -- the soldier fighting on for his cause, holding his tattered flag high even though he's about to fall from exhaustion.



The USS Cairo was the first ship sunk by a torpedo, although we'd call it a mine. On December 12, 1862 volunteers were hiding in the woods and they pulled a rope that exploded the 'torpedo' right under the ironclad's belly. It sunk in 12 minutes but noone aboard died. I think they said it was salvaged in the 50's and you can get a sense of the marvel it was just by what they managed to recreate.



17,000 soldiers are buried at Vicksburg National Cemetary. I found the inclusion of Lincoln's Gettysburg address as moving as I always find that particular speech. Also moving, the poem that they had scattered throughout the cemetary. Here was my favorite stanza.



I've often wondered what kind of man Jefferson Davis was, but I've never taken the time to read about him. I know it existed...but I just have never been able to imagine the justification of the Southern secession. State's rights and all that...to me never trumped the basic concern of the perpetuation of slavery.



Finally, a view of the mighty Mississippi. So mighty that I when I was crossing it on Friday I told the person on the other end of the phone that I must be crossing some other piddly little dirty river. Oops! I'm told it gets mightier the further South you go...

 

May 12, 2007

In the Wake of Choice.

Youtube has a trailer for every other movie in history, but I can't find a link to this one. In the Wake of Choice is a documentary that talks to all kinds of people affected by abortion. You can check out the trailer here. It was pretty powerful.

Bugpods, Solar-Powered Hats & a Linen Belt

I thought I'd upload a few pics I haven't had room for in the past. This first one is something I found really interesting on the nature walk through Caddo Lake State Swamp Park. Since it's been over a week I, of course, can't remember the real name...but I'll just call it a bugpod. Apparently a mama bug lays her eggs on a leaf and the plant grows a protective shell around it. Ostensibly it's to protect the plant, but it serves to protect the baby bug growing inside as well. It's kind of like a cocoon and when the bug is ready he'll burst out. Although I was kind of disgusted at the idea, I also found it rather amazing and creative in design. This next picture is of my family wearing the most impressive souvenir we bought in Israel. Some might call them silly, but when can you NOT use a solar-powered fan hat? My brother bought two and I was so impressed I bought another two. It might have helped that they were on an amazingly cheap two-for-one special, which some said was because they were so tacky, but my brother and I said was just good business sense. ;)

That was at Qumran, by the way, the place where the Dead Sea Scrolls were found by a shepherd looking for lost sheep. The cave was covered for years and years, then managed to erode in just exactly the right way so as to uncover the opening of the cave. Fortuitous that the fellow came along when he did and threw a rock in just the right cave in just the right spot to hit the jars. Fortuitous also that the antique dealer he sold them to as shoe leather recognized what they were and saved them right around the time Israel was declaring statehood. Funny how all those fortuitous coincidences lined up. :p

Lastly I'd like to mention the Linen Belt from Jeremiah 13. I've been reading Jeremiah off and on for a couple weeks and was really encouraged by the passage this morning. God tells Jeremiah to go buy a linen belt, put it around his waist and not let it touch water. Check. A couple days later God tells him to take it and hide it in a crevice in the rocks. Uh...check. Many days later God tells him to go retrieve the now completely useless belt. Righto. God says "In the same way I will ruin the pride of Judah and the great pride of Jerusalem."

I think if I were Jeremiah I might have said 'You made me ruin a perfectly good belt for that?' That would have been after I'd made a few other somewhat sarcastic remarks about the first couple odd instructions. I think that's how I feel sometimes on this trip. I'm trying to keep my ears open to hear God's instruction, but in the end I rarely understand what's going on.

Like the time I rode up to the house on the hill. Grumble, grumble, check. Or the time I drove miles out of my way to roll past a swap meet, not find a parking spot, and drive on. Grumble, grumble, check. Or the time I grumbled along the road for five extra miles before turning a big U and racing back to chase down a woman in a wheelchair to give her a book.

All of these things I didn't understand, so much so that I wondered if I was just getting loony in my old age. It gives me comfort to see that Jeremiah was given even odder instructions and there's no hint that he understood all the time either. I guess the point of it all is for us to learn to just follow, regardless of explanation.

May 11, 2007

Caffeine.

All is not right in my world when it's too hot to make coffee at 9 in the morning. That's about the time I got back to Bertha after riding the scooter into downtown Monroe for an interview at 88.7 The Cross. I think it went rather well considering I had no caffeine onboard. The host had a list of questions for me that I was able to peruse before we went live -- that was nice. I found I was able to be a little more concise than I'd been yesterday, so that was nice as well.

The funniest thing that happened was that I almost got on a TV show. The host told me I should call the local Christian broadcaster and see if I could get on. I did, but sadly, never got a call back. However, I was already shuddering at the thought of being on TV so I can't say I was too unhappy. I know I should probably hope for TV spots to sell bazillions of books, but I think radio is a much more comfortable format for me. :p 

I drove about 80 miles into Vicksburg, Miss-ippi <local pronunciation, not bad spelling> where I'll be camping out for the weekend. I plan to visit some Civil War historical sights so maybe I'll have a few interesting pictures to post by the end of the weekend. 

May 10, 2007

Fried Pickles.

Well that was some kind of day! It all started about 3:30 in the morning when I was dreaming a random, creepy guy was trying to give me a side hug. You know in dreams when you try to scream, but can't? I kept trying and trying, til I woke myself up with a loud yelp. My only real concern was that I'd been so loud that my W/M neighbors, five feet away, would come over to make sure I was ok. Luckily they didn't and I was able to get right back to sleep. ;)

I woke at the prescribed time set by my two alarm clocks and made it to the studio on time, including the time it took to clean up the coffee I spilled all over the counter. I was listening to the station on my way in and the host, Rick, opened the show talking about a front page story explaining how upset the ACLU was that local students voted unanimously to have prayer at their graduation. Great setup! I was on The Hill for close to two hours and it was a BALL. Four people drove into the station to buy a book from me, which was just downright fabulous. One of them was a local school administrator who took the time to pray over me during a break. I told Rick that my dad was going to get up early so he could listen online in Boise. Rick didn't believe me so he asked my dad to call in, which he promptly did. :) Rick wanted to have him on the air which I think freaked my dad out for a moment, but owing to technical difficulties we couldn't accomplish it. About halfway through the news guy came in with an e-mailed review and question from someone I recognized, which was fun. Overall, a great time.

Rick offered to drive me over to the next station so I watched him pre-record his next hour with a few quick clicks of the program, then we set off. The Moon Griffon <gri-fawn> Show was a little bit more nerve-wracking. Moon came and got me about 10:45 and took me into his phonebooth sized studio, his producer in her own phonebooth across a glass window. The only experience I have with this sort of thing is watching Frasier and, let's just say, it was not as grandiose. ;)

I didn't feel as great about this interview, probably because it was so short and neither of them had much idea what the book was about -- not that it was their fault! We just scheduled the interview yesterday and I'm glad I didn't know until afterward that his audience numbered in the 100's of thousands.

Afterward Rick took me to Catfish Charlie's where I experienced a shrimp poorboy and fried dill pickles. Let me just confess, I could eat fried dill pickles for the rest of my life. It'd probably be a short, artery-clogged life, but that's neither here nor there. I also received a red rose from a kind older gentleman passing them out for mother's day.

Rick gave me some pointers about how to make my interviews a bit better, which I appreciated -- except the comment about working on my talking points. I know he's completely right, but it just kills me. I could just envision myself becoming a talking head...the host asking a question, me responding with a bullet point that doesn't exactly answer the question, but I'm durned good at getting it out! :p

We went back to the studio and Rick went above and beyond by contacting a few different people with American Family Radio further down the road. I, in what I can only assume was interview-induced-mania, called up the other Christian station in the area which hadn't responded to the book I sent. I told them I'd been on blah and blah and would they like to interview me before I left town. Imagine the nerve! I'll be on with them tomorrow morning for a few minutes. :)

I had to figure out where to stay and pulled up a local RV park, but Rick promptly called a local church and got them to let me stay in their parking lot, complete with RV hookups. Apparently it's a Southern thing, having an RV hookup for the traveling preacher.

He completed his goodwill tour by driving me by tomorrow's station and taking me to the post office where I overnighted three packages to American Family Radio. Now I'm going to spend some time fervently praying that one of the three folks gets themselves interested in my book over the weekend and gives me a call. The show is Today's Issues and it's nationwide. If I get on you can be sure I will try not to be thinking about how many people can hear me!

One last thing I have to mention for my Boise State comrades. I was driving along yesterday and felt like I should stop at this enormous, beautiful church off the interstate. I pulled in and saw three ladies sitting in their fabulously large library and went in and chatted with them. They knew exactly where I was from because their town is the home of Louisiana Tech! Thankfully they were gracious enough to still talk to me after I yelled "Boo yeah! Fiesta Bowl in your FACE!" <jokes!>

88.7 The Cross

I'll be appearing for a few minutes tomorrow on the morning program for 88.7 The Cross. It should be around 8:15am Central, and you can listen live here.

O'Reilly.

I'll write a good account of my morning's radio activities later tonight, but I just wanted to blog real quick about something very interesting. I called the other Christian radio station in Monroe that I sent a book to just now to follow-up, and as I explained the premise of my book the gentleman said, 'where have I just heard that?'

He said it wasn't The Hill, nor the Moon Griffon Show. Finally, he remembered it was on Bill O'Reilly's program...this morning! I assume since it was in the morning that he meant the radio program as opposed to the Factor -- but apparently they were discussing the Mickey Mouse character teaching Palestinian children to kill the Jews. The idea was brought up that someone should take those poor, innocent children out of that environment. Quickly following...but what if someone decides to classify Christian teachings as a dangerous environment?

Oh how I wish I had the phone number for O'Reilly's producer! ;)

May 09, 2007

Another Radio Interview.

I'm scheduled to be on the Moon Griffon Show for 'a few minutes' tomorrow after my interview on The Hill. Supposedly around 10:45 and the show ends at 11...so I imagine a few minutes is what it will be. :)

Of course, I say 'supposedly' because I've done my reading and know that media interviews are flexible until you're actually broadcasting live. I'll be prepared regardless -- or rather, ready as I can be at that hideous hour of the morning... :p

And on a serious note, I think these two interviews are a great example of God's strength working through weakness. I couldn't be worse at self-promotion and I fully recognize that the Lord has been gracious to me providing these opportunities. I trust He is being gracious to you as well today.

Repentance.

I've been thinking about church repentance over the past week -- what the church in America might need to get on the ball about:

"If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land." 2 Chronicles 7:14

There's something I'm working my way up to posting, but in the meantime here's a wonderful perspective by Hal over at the Great Separation.

Good News for Good News Club.

Great news over at Stacy's site this morning. Liberty Counsel has won a court victory for Child Evangelism Fellowship. Apparently the Anderson School District in South Carolina was charging them for the use of facilities for after school Good News Clubs. However, they waived the fee whenever it was 'in the best interest of the district.' ie. 'Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, YMCA, Students Against Destructive Decisions, the local Democratic Party.' I love that last one -- of course the school district would think the local Democratic Party was in its best interest!

The court said, in part:

"government may not bar religious perspectives on otherwise permitted subjects ... [and] communities of faith may not be arbitrarily excluded from the protections of the Free Speech Clause ... Government need not fear an Establishment Clause violation from allowing religious groups to speak under the same reasonable, viewpoint-neutral terms as other private parties ... In sum, speech is not to be selectively permitted or proscribed according to official preference." 

The school district has been ordered to pay almost $100,000 in attorney's fees and costs. Well done Liberty Counsel!

Bad Hair Life.

Rita, I laughed out loud at your comment about 'bad hair life' in the South and just had to share with the group. Thankfully my hair is long enough to put up in a ponytail, because that's about all I can do in this heat. It's 10:30 in the a.m. as I sit here typing this and already my hands are STICKING TO THE KEYBOARD! I may have to run into the W/M and find some talcum powder as you suggested.

I've always heard that it uses less gas for a truck to run all night than it does to shut off the engine and start it up again. But seriously! This truck parked next to me and ran for at least 12 hours -- how is it possible that they were saving fuel? It didn't ruin my sleep as I've gotten quite good at snoozing over the sound of trucks and cars screaming in at 3am with their radios blaring. Perhaps you ask, if I'm asleep at 3am how do I know the cars come screaming in? That is called dramatic license -- hyperbolic overstatement if you will, for the amusement of the reader. :p

May 08, 2007

Spidey.

I've enjoyed the first two Spiderman movies. Granted, I'm a superhero fan anyway so I was already primed to like them, but this most recent series didn't disappoint. Even though Superman will always be my favorite, I think what I appreciate about Spiderman in particular is that he is so young and so beat down by bad luck and failure in his 'real' life, while at the same time trying to do this great thing, trying to prove that one person can change the world. Clark Kent <in my favorite incarnation, the Lois & Clark TV series> was a nerd to begin with, but he achieved success in his real life. He also never seemed to struggle too much with inner demons. Bruce Wayne struggles all the time with his demons, but he's got a bazillion dollar fortune to ease the pain. What does Peter Parker have? A hideous apartment and a broken down scooter.

I just pulled back into the W/M parking lot after taking in a matinee screening of Spiderman 3 at the Marshall Cinemas and I'm pondering. I don't think it's any big give away to those who haven't seen the movie if I say that Peter struggles with something that looks a heck of a lot like demonic temptation in this episode. He dips his fingertips in the well of revenge when he finds out his uncle's killer has escaped from prison. But just a dip isn't enough and soon the demonic influence, played well by the black goo from outerspace, slowly overtakes him.

There's a truly inspired scene when he realizes what he's become and tries to remove the black Spidey suit <which was created by the black goo>. He strains and tugs, but the suit won't give way. Every time he gets a bit ripped off the goo grabs hold in another area. Finally, with herculean effort, he frees himself from the suit and is once again the Peter we know.

The tagline on the movie poster says something like "the battle is within." I found this movie a wonderful representation of how story and metaphor can leave breadcrumb trails. Maybe you don't like superhero stories -- no worries -- but for someone who lives and breathes this stuff the truth about temptation and sin is staring him in the face. Black goo from outerspace becomes a priceless illustration of our enemy prowling around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour.

Humidity.

I've left the park and am sitting in another W/M parking lot, slowly melting into a puddle. How do people in the South handle this? Last night at the wine and cheese party we were discussing tornados, earthquakes and etc., and how sometimes you're much happier to stick with your particular hazards rather than move to another part of the country. Maybe humidity is that way -- if you're raised with it you get used to it. All I know is I'm seriously reconsidering my path over the next couple months!

I survived the whole week without seeing a snake, nor an alligator. I did get a raft of mosquito bites, but Gwen counted 79 bites in one part of Jim's back the other day so I think I'll take my 20 or so and not complain!

I've hatched a new plot to make myself a better marketer -- I can't stay in a park with blessed electricity for air conditioning unless I sell a book that day to cover the cost. I should say -- I've envisioned a new plot, I haven't committed to it yet! :p 

May 07, 2007

Caddo Lake State Park.

When I picked this location for a week of writing and preparation for the next steps of my trip I had no idea what was in store for me. Kind of like almost every other place I've stayed -- you'd think I'd be getting used to it by now!

First of all, my preparation for the next steps has been next to nil. Most of the week I spent catching up on the results of being out of the country for so long and working on a project for my old company. Both worthy endeavors -- especially the one that paid! ;)

I pulled back into the park Friday night with every intention of spending the weekend writing...and before I got back inside from plugging in the electricity I was met by Jim and Gwen, the park hosts, asking what I was doing that night. They promptly invited me to dinner at the local hotspot -- Big Pines Lodge -- with them and another host whose daughter was pausing for a couple days as she transitioned from working on a farm in Italy to living at an eco-neutral educational site in Arizona for a month. Rounding out the party was a 'pure east Texas' park ranger currently convalescing from shoulder surgery and holder of an accent so familiar that I was bothered all evening until I could place it -- she sounded just like Dolly Parton in Steel Magnolias.

They gave me the best seat in the house, looking out onto the bayou which I quickly learned how to pronounce. Texas: buy-yo. Louisiana: bay-yoo. After being served hush puppies <plain and jalapeno> and cole slaw, most folks had fish of some variety and I had my standard cheeseburger.

After dinner Jim and Gwen took me on a little tour of the town of Uncertain, population 119. There are many theories for how the town got its name, several of which Gwen related to me. Her favorite was a theory someone in the local general store related to her. Back in riverboat days most of the captains were illiterate, so packages were tagged with playing cards. The Jack goes to so-and-so, the King to such-and-such. When they got to the end of their route and had packages leftover they unloaded them all at a place that became known as Uncertain Point. The general store lady's grandmother used to go out with her dad to Uncertain Point looking for merchandise that he'd ordered which had never arrived.

Saturday I was bound and determined to get some writing done. The only break I was going to take was to participate in Gwen's nature walk at 5, so at a quarter til I headed down to meet her. The two of us were joined by a man who could have passed for Jimmy Stewart if you were just listening to his voice and we spent a fascinating hour and a half strolling through the trees.

When I say fascinating, you should know that I love to hike but am completely oblivious to noticing types of plants and trees. So oblivious that I caught poison oak 5 times in a few short years when I was living in Oregon, but I digress.

Anyway, I now know what poison ivy looks like at least. See this very pretty climbing vine? Yep, that's bad news.

I also learned about the devil's walking stick, which Jimmy Stewart was obliging enough to touch before I jabbed my own hand. Looks like a lovely, sturdy walking stick until you actually have to grab onto it for support, then you're stabbed by a million little thorns. Wonder why they named it after the devil... ;)

I saw may pop <place the apple on the ground, step on it and it may pop>, also called mandrake. I'm sorry to say I didn't get a look at mandrake in the Middle East, but I can't help but think it's different than this variety.

Finally, this is sassafras which I learned has these three distinctive leaves on the same plant. Gwen told us how to make tea and root beer if we were so inclined. I'm not sure whether I'll bother attempting either unless Armageddon comes in my lifetime and it turns out the pre-trib scholars were wrong. :p

After the walk Gwen invited me to a little party they were having. Same crew as the night before, minus eco-daughter, plus the head ranger and his kids. I told them I just had to do some work but I'd come back later. Unfortunately writing turned out to be tough to get back into so I rejoined the party about 9 and they hadn't even begun to cook yet. I experienced the very pleasant sensation that the Texas-sized mosquitos feasting on me were only stealing a little blood, not leaving me with malaria or west nile or anything else I'm usually worried about.

I also watched as the head ranger fried up venison on a tripod set over the fire and learned that when the oil stops sizzling it's time to flip the steaks. The only time in my life I recall having venison was when my dad brought some back from hunting and forced me to taste it. I don't recollect I was too fond of it, but that could just be my sour-grapes grade school attitude. Last night I found it just fine. I didn't partake of the tequila fruit salad, but the rest of the spread was lovely and the conversation interesting. Actually, they talked about work and I was sad to hear that office politics reach even into the Texas State Park system. :(

Before I could sneak away Gwen told me she thought I should go into Jefferson and talk to the bookstore owner there, so Sunday morning about 10:30 she picked me up and drove me in. I didn't realize until she started plying me with history that I'd read about this Jefferson before. It was, briefly, one of the capitols of the Confederacy and it just so happened that this weekend they were having a Civil War reenactment so we passed by fellows sleeping out in canvas tents and lots of guys and gals in costume.

The bookstore was unfortunately closed, but we had a great time walking around the old town. We visited the Excelsior Hotel which was going out of business until the seven women of the Ladies Garden Club each went into the bank and took out a loan in their husband's names. Ever since it's been run by that same Club and they had an interesting display of historical documents, including signatures from Lyndon and Lady Bird Johnson's stay there. Outside were two magnolia trees that Lady Bird brought from Monticello to plant, still going strong.

We saw the swanky train car J. Gould used to live in. Apparently he'd wanted to bring the railroad to Jefferson and they spurned him so he cursed the town "may grass grow up on your streets" and etc. Jefferson was the only town that would take his train car after he died and restore it, so it sits across from the Excelsior.

Actually, walking around this very tiny town that was once a booming center of influence reminded me of some things I saw in Egypt. Everywhere we went in Cairo and Luxor we saw remnants of a once great civilization that has virtually disappeared. Sure you can go and see the pyramids, or the excess of riches left with King Tut -- but that's all that remains. The group I went with has been discussing this a bit through e-mail, talking about the kind of influence we want to leave. A pile of riches next to our shriveled up body for the next person to enjoy...or something of more eternal significance.

We finished off our visit eating some of the best bbq sandwiches I've ever had. While I was in line for the bathroom after lunch I got into a conversation with a woman who then wanted to purchase my book and agreed to take another copy into her local Christian bookstore in .

Overall, it was a very interesting weekend and I met several really nice people. Although, Gwen just came by and knocked to invite me to a wine and cheese send-off tonight for me and the other host who's leaving in the morning...so I guess the party continues!

May 04, 2007

Snakes & Marketing.

I'd just about worked up the nerve to rent a canoe to go exploring this weekend when the park host told me it wasn't snakes coming across the water I had to worry about...it was getting too close to the shore and having them drop from the trees. Oh yeah, that'll happen. I feel slightly less queasy about self-promotion as I do about the thought of snakes dropping from the sky, but I've been trying my best to grow in this area. Hence, a couple new ideas:

1. Do you know an influencer? Apparently it's a personality type...someone who reads a book or sees a movie and then has to tell everyone they know about it. If you know someone like this who you think might be interested in my book, shoot me an e-mail <jodi@as4me.com> and I'll mail you a copy to send on to them. This offer is good for the first ten people who respond.

2. I'm going to put together a book club guide. On stage for you to win is a highly prized Minor Protection Act National Book Tour Limited Edition....t-shirt. :p Available from sizes S-XXL, in a variety of bright colors. If you'd like the opportunity to win, put on your thinking caps and come up with a question or two that you think would be appropriate for a book club to discuss after reading my book. You can either post a comment or e-mail me privately -- every question sent before next Friday at 5p will count as an entry.

3. And related to the book club guide: if you select my book for your club to discuss, let me know and I'll send a free book to you for suggesting it, as well as bookmarks for each of the members of your group.

Ok, that's enough marketing to make me want to crawl back into my turtle shell! I'll be in my shell all weekend, working on Book Two, so I won't be posting again until Monday.

Correction.

Last week I posted about some Turkish believers who were tortured and killed. It has come to my attention that the story being circulated is not completely accurate. Yes, they were tortured and killed, but not to the extent first reported. If you'd like to read more details, click here. There's a letter from the pastor in the area that I found absolutely amazing -- how they're living compared to the freedoms we experience in America -- it was almost like it was written from another world.

And the winner is...

Thanks to those who posted new reviews on Amazon. Not as many as I'd hoped, obviously, but I appreciate the effort it took. I chose the winner very scientifically -- I wrote numbers on little pieces of paper and scrambled them all around before picking one with my eyes closed. ;)

The winner is: LA Reader from Los Angeles. You've won a silver pendant handmade in Jordan. The problem is...I don't know who you are. I'm going to have to rely on the integrity of my readers and ask you to contact me by e-mail at jodi@as4me.com. If I don't hear anything I'll draw another winner in a couple weeks.

May 03, 2007

Radio Interview.

But He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." 2 Corinthians 12:9

Next Thursday the Reluctant Marketeer will be making an appearance on the morning show for 100.9 The Hill in W. Monroe, Louisiana. Click here if you'd like to listen live -- it should be starting around 7:20am.

Sorry Mr. President.

...but you haven't done enough this year to make Time's list of the 'Top 100 Influencers.' Maybe you should have feuded with Donald Trump -- Rosie O'Donnell made the list. Or written and acted in a movie that skewered America a la Borat <Don't know who Borat is? Don't worry, if you're over 30 it's quite possible you haven't heard of him>. Actor Leonardo DiCaprio made the list, as well as Michael J. Fox who, if memory serves, is best known this year for the furor he created when making a television appeal misrepresenting a state bill.

At least they called you President Bush in this article, instead of the tiresome and offensive Mr. Bush. 

Hurricane!

I was busily working away last night when I heard a voice from the dark "I don't want to alarm you...<knock, knock, knock>." It was the park host, whom I had passed a pleasant couple hours chatting with earlier in the evening. He'd been watching the weather channel and wanted to alert me to a possible hurricane! If it got close he said he'd stop by and get me on his way to the "safe" bathrooms.

Um. Yeah. ;) I soon became familiar with the term deluge as the rain came beating down. The recording I was doing for work came to an abrupt halt because the pinging sounds on Bertha's roof came through too loudly on the microphone. I decided preparation might be in order and quickly packed a small suitcase with a few valuables -- mainly electronic equipment and the framed copy of the first check I got for my book. :p

I've done this once before. Several years ago Southern California had some serious wildfires in my area. One weekend in particular the fires were on the hill opposite where I lived -- a few miles away, but nothing between them and me. I packed up a couple boxes at that point as well, feeling that the time was not completely wasted.

As it turns out, neither of my disaster boxes were necessary. Last night it cycled between rain and deluge, exceedingly bright lightning and RV-shuddering thunder, but we never got a whisper of the 60-70 mile an hour winds. Thankfully! In those type of situations my fiction brain is always cycling into high gear envisioning possible scenarios...

After I got back from Marshall and before the rains came I took a short walk through the park. First of all, the humidity was everything it's been described as...muggy, sticky, oppressive. In addition to the weight of the air, I was well and truly creeped out by the so-called lake. If they didn't film Swamp Thing here...well...they should have. I don't know if you can get the full creepiness from the pictures I took, but I made an attempt.

Besides the lake, I was continually hearing wildlife sounds and squirrels jumping around every few minutes. It'd be one thing if I knew they were squirrels ahead of time -- but I jumped every time thinking it might be a snake! And for the final scene of creepiness: I walked out on a very unsturdy-feeling dock to look at the water...which was brown. I'd been warned about it, but it was a little weird for this pure-blue-water northwest girl. Especially weird when I kept seeing air bubbles popping to the surface and imagined the ranger-mentioned alligators looking up at me and deciding whether I was worth the effort.

For those of you who wonder how I manage alone, perhaps this window into my fiction brain shows you how I can easily entertain myself for hours on end with hypothetical scenarios. :p

As I mentioned earlier, on my way back from the walk I stopped in at the park hosts and spent a couple hours chatting with them in their RV. They've been full-timers for eight years. She was an 8th grade science teacher and I think he worked on a dairy, but I'm not positive about that. She had her notepad out to quiz me all about my book and the trip I'm taking, then they showed me all their RV-life innovations, a few of which I plan to adopt.

It's come as a complete shock, how much I'm enjoying these random conversations with strangers. Maybe I'm not as much of an introvert as I used to be. I still need time to myself, for certain, but I'm enjoying meeting so many varieties of people, almost all a bit different than my usual circle of acquaintance.

May 02, 2007

An Inconvenient Lawsuit.

I couldn't let this pass: a hotel in California is placing copies of Al Gore's book An Inconvenient Truth in their rooms instead of Gideon Bibles. That move, along with waterless urinals, is part of their attempt to be the first "green" hotel.

Similarly humorous: a Washington D.C. judge is suing a dry cleaner for $67 million. Apparently they didn't get his laundry done on time so he wasn't able to wear his favorite suit for his first day on the bench. He's suing for 10 years worth of weekend car rentals to take his pants elsewhere. 

We Are...Marshall.

It rained off and on all night -- mostly a lovely pitter patter with occasional downpours. I could have almost believed I was in Oregon or the Idaho mountains when I looked outside, but the second I stepped outside I was hit by a wave of humidity that reminds me exactly where I am. ;)

I'm working on a project for my old company this week so I asked the ranger for directions to the nearest sign of civilization -- a coffee shop with internet access. Turns out I had to drive clear into Marshall. I feel kind of bad that I haven't seen the movie yet, but nobody has asked for that credential so I'm ok so far. 

Actually, the coffee shop with internet access turned out to be a quite cute little cafe' as well. Just to my right is a table of six white-haired gals having a ladies lunch. They're all dressed up and engaging in what sounds like polite conversation. Meanwhile, I was expecting something along the lines of Starbucks and dressed in grubbies with a quickly thrown together ponytail. I sat as far away from them as possible so as not to ruin their ambience. :p

I was reading in the last chapter of Joshua this morning about reaffirming the covenant at Shechem and was struck by something Joshua said to the people. I'll just buzz over to bible.com rather than give you the Jodi-revised edition.

But if serving the LORD seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your forefathers served beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD. Joshua 24:15

What stood out to me the most was the first bit, 'if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you.' I stopped and thought about that for a few minutes. At first blush I say of course not! Serving the Lord is highly desirable! But on the other hand, if I'm honest, sometimes I wonder if life wouldn't be easier chugging along on my own, not worried about what God wants me to do, nor whether I'm working hard enough to slay my sinful nature today.

But...back to the first hand...I've experimented with living on my own and it was a complete disaster. Maybe if I'd never known God I could get away with it, but having known Him and experienced grace and peace and forgiveness -- it was a miserable, wretched, horrible existence turning my back on that. Why do I love God? Because He first loved me. Why do I serve Him, or at least attempt to? Because He rescued me from the pit.

Trying to serve the Lord may be the most difficult thing I've ever done, but it is no longer a matter of simple desire. Serving the Lord is air. Blood. Life. I fail miserably at it -- each and every day I bow to the gods that belong to the land I'm living in. Maybe that's why I love the Israelites of the Old Testament so much -- they had to renew their covenant with God almost as often as I have.

May 01, 2007

The Piney Woods.

I've been informed that northeast Texas is called the Piney Woods. Or maybe it's Longview that's the Piney Woods... Anyway, Longview is one of the most beautiful towns I've come across. Long, tree-lined streets with homes set back away from the road. Lush green lawns. I'm sure they have their tacky business district as well, but the part I saw was very inviting. I've stopped at a state park on the edge of Texas for a week of writing and plotting. In fact, I'm sitting in the parking lot of the entrance to the park because there's absolutely no reception down by my campsite. If I wasn't ball-and-chained to my cell phone and pc card it'd be quite nice, but as it is I'll come out once a day for e-mail, blogging and the daily I'm alive call to my father. ;)

Speaking of the I'm alive call, my dad just looked up my spot on the internet and informed me I'd better watch out for copperhead snakes. I was thinking about renting a canoe for one day, but seeing snakes come skating across the water at me might be a little more than I could bear! Especially not having some sort of advanced weaponry to protect me...say a force shield or the like. :p