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October 31, 2011

“A countryman between two lawyers is like a fish between two cats.” - Benjamin Franklyn

“A great empire, like a great cake, is most easily diminished at the edges.” - Benjamin Franklyn

“Admiration is the daughter of ignorance.” - Benjamin Franklyn

“All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move.” - Benjamin Franklyn

Happy Monday! Happy Halloween! Wow, we’re here again! Yes!

Here comes the Mexican El Dia de los Muertos on Nov. 2^nd. Yes!

Aloha. How lovely!

[A Rant: I did slap the window of our car early this morning while travelling for dramatic affect; “I’m a woman I can be as contrary as I’d like.” (Ah, racism, miscommunication and well, frankly irritation to the level of a rising temper in private with my husband. I reserve that right between us when I refuse to control and balance my Chi’ and Alma.)

The world of adults… I thought adulthood was going to be different and adults were really going to respect the rights’ of others like never stealing from their second-second in-laws grandparents (another blog for another day).

Could you imagine being invited as a guest at a distant in-law relatives grandparents’ home and stealing from them? I feel horrible just thinking about what happens to the elderly but more so, so angry at the greed that’s become America. I’m so disappointed in some New Yorkers. Stealing from in-law elderly relatives? Really. I don’t know what to make of adult life in America any longer. In some parts of rural Central America, people will take their shirts right-off their backs and give it to you if you’re in need of one and you know what? That’s probably one of two shirts some of those people may own. I’m trying not to think so much like a Tico kid anymore but more so like an American adult. Moving on! Next.]

I meant to write a lot today but I ran out of time and so be it.

I pray every day to happily make a home in Minnesota. I love Minnesota I just can’t figure out when we lost some vital leadership and trust. This is a great place to live, raise children and be. However, public issues and ethics must be addressed.

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An Open letter to the Native Indigenous Women of the global regions;

[Hello. Hi. We live worlds apart from one another and let’s not pretend that this is anything other than a form of communication in the style of an open forum letter. Nevertheless, I’ve been meaning to write some words… hopefully filled with intelligence (nothing more and nothing less).] (I’ll do my best for your sakes.)

A few questions for you:

*) What do you think about abortion?

*) What do you make of the Federal Reserve?

*) What do you make of the world bank?

*) What do you make of the word banking system?

*) What do you make of women’s health?

*) What do you make of women’s health education or the lack thereof?

*) What do you think about professional sports?

*) What do you make of professional sports and players’ salaries?

*) What do you think of organics and high levels of lead content in the soil in urban areas?

*) What do you think about the latest fashions?

*) Do you choose (correction: from “chose” to choose”) to afford the latest fashions?

*) Are many of you still working with hides?

*) Do you trade bees or do you sell bees?

*) Is it considered bad luck in your regions of the world to sell bees for currency?

*) How is your health?

*) How are your health care systems and your governments?

*) Did all of the Indigenous little girls of the world return to school this year?

*) For those of you who are E.S.L.; are you finding that’s taken you twenty years to learn the rudimentary academics? (I’ve finally finished reading through some of the main aspects of Mesopotamia after twenty years of independent research and I’ve started on Egypt as of this past summer for the next twenty years. I’m learning about the history of America through a 4^th-6^th grade education and perspective. As of this week I’ve learned about the scientific findings of Mr. Benjamin Franklyn. I had no idea. I’m making heads and tails of it all gapping the bridge between the basics and the complexities in studies. I’m studying backwards, you see -because I was learning English, you too?)

*) What new fabrics and materials are you weaving with?

*) Do you have running water in your villages?

*) Is there enough to eat?

*) Is there employment?

*) Do you have women’s rights?

*) Do you have your freedoms?

*) Are you free?

*) Are your children free?

*) Do you have the right to chose and decide who you’ll marry at your adult age of 18?

*) In your villages do you still practice female mutilation?

*) What will it take for the Indigenous to prosper, advance and thrive in this new century?

Dear Indigenous ladies of the world we think of you every day.

Sincerely,

Gabriela

P.S. I can’t wait to begin to write about women’s health in America.

No, I’m not a doctor. No, I’m not a medical expert. No, I’m not a politician.

Nor am I aiming to become any of these. I’m an artist and that’s that.

Women’s health I can’t wait to write from a woman’s bird’s eye view. I have an MRI yet to schedule before surgery at the end of November. Here we go! What a painful skateboard ride it’s been for the past two years with continuous physical abdominal pain. It’s been nine hours of pain as of today and I’m working through it as gracefully as I can; but wouldn’t I’d love to enter a boxing ring and channel that power into becoming powerful. Cheers.

Eric and I are sitting down to a stiff adult drink tonight and breathing.

Our neighbors don’t stomp around upstairs anymore so the house has gone back to a lovely quiet Minnesota street for the past month. My temper is in check with the exception of Friday and Monday morning while driving and that’s between my husband and I.

We’re living through the pain that is life and also beautiful moments that is adulthood and no, these are not obstacles, they’re challenges and life is that wonderful all the same. I never feel defeated or shocked to find out adult truths; only bewildered and truly angry when there are severe injustices committed against those we know, love and respect. I expected more from some New Yorkers. Cheers!

P.S.S. (Correction: from (“Wait, have any Native Americans ever run for presidency? What is that all about? What is at the core of the root in the problem?)”

- to - “(Wait, have any Native Americans ever run for presidency? What is that all about? Correction: What is at the core in the root of the problem?”)

*) Correction: (I would’ve written film analysis and cinematic essays rather than critiques. What do I know?) :] If I would’ve had it my way, I would’ve struck gold, married Eric all over again and played on a beach all day long without a care in the world and written film analysis and cinematic critiques for fun while drinking guallava juice and lazily swinging on a hammock…

October 28, 2011

“I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.” - William Shakespeare

“I say there is no darkness but ignorance.” - William Shakespeare

Happy Friday!

Aloha.

Shall we dance?

As an Indigenous Maya female, one, of the most disrespectful and unethical practices in modern and contemporary society is the uncouth practice of professional and amateur photographers and videographers taking an advantage to snap film without permission and / or proper public notifications - specifically footage that of the Indigenous and women. Need I say more? Nope. Moving on. It’s a new century. Next.

Now, there are legalities set in place for the preservation of The Peoples’ rights when it comes to having a camera planted right in front of their faces while leisurely in public establishments such as in any form of private businesses.

As a professional filmmaker I hate it when (wink) other people plant cameras right in front of my face without my given or written consent; even thinking about taking out my cell phone without reviewing my rights A) as a citizen and B) as an executive producer to feature documentaries I shy away from becoming trigger happy. I like to dot my I’s and cross my T’s because it’s homework and frankly my responsibility as an executive producer is to do everything in my power not be sheisty and wayward in my business interactions. Period. Moving on.

Yep. Yop. It’s a lot of work but it must be done at a professional level otherwise you’re just playing at-the business of being an industry player. You can do things on the fly but to miss out on the intricacies and subtleties of the business can only mean two things of five things A) uneducated about the refined art of any industry B) poser; a highflyer who wants to do all the cool stuff but not the hard work. Don’t worry the veterans all know what a “highflyer” is. Normally a disrespectful “rookie” and we all stay away from them like the plague (not because it’s a mean “dog eat dog world” but because their business is liable to many basic liabilities and that gets in the way of creating art. Doesn’t it?)

I hate (oh, I hope you don’t “stew-away” over those two little words before dinner gets served) seeing tourists’ photographs depicting Indigenous people of foreign regions while going about their daily business; hanging-up their laundry on lines or carrying their young about. The indigenous are not a fourth of July parade, a zoo animal or on display to have others make either a quick buck or a name for themselves. The Indigenous are sacred and to have their soul taken by photography is to commit murder, as a metaphor that is.

Now, if you’re an amateur filmmaker shooting an independent piece through a news-(outlet) affiliation while filming on the premises of any private business location, please have the decency and courtesy to place a public notice on the front door of any establishment out of consideration and politeness to let the public know that there will be filming on the premises from this-time to that-time. Then the public can make-up their minds as to whether they’d like to participate in your little film projects or not.

Same goes for any news-(outlet) especially if it’s a “special” reports project aside from daily public news reports and events. (I mean if it’s a story that will be out in a month-or-so not on the nightly daily news as a public service about current events).

If you’re media then wear your media badge where we can all see it otherwise it’s all in poor taste. And if you’re affiliated with any media please do not have your picture taken with your interviewees unless they ask you first, otherwise, keep it kosher.

There are rules, regulations and laws about the usage of peoples’ images. Yes, taking a picture or an image in the likeness of someone without their permission is not only illegal but also irresponsible as a filmmaker.

Get a John Hancock before a camera ever makes itself present. News outlets are slightly different in that they are reporting public news not long-range stories. However, documentary and filmmaking must have a place in the industry where business must be conducted prior to filming in other words personal releases.

More later…

Sincerely,

Gabriela

P.S. I’m off to the doctor’s this morning. Yikes. I’m Zen. I’m breathing. (I can’t wait to start writing about women’s health.)

October 27, 2011

“To be, or not to be: that is the question.” - William Shakespeare

“To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.” - William Shakespeare

“Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who hath any honesty in him.” - William Shakespeare

“Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.” - William Shakespeare

“What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god.” - William Shakespeare

“When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.” - William Shakespeare

Happy Thursday!

Aloha. (Wow, how the days are moving along quickly and I’m moving slowly as ever.)

Shall we?

P.S. Correction: An Open Letter to the 550 plus Tribes (Correction from 550 plus “Tribes” to 310 “Reservations”) of the American Indians’ Nations of the North American continent; did everybody get a piece of “Kuntepah” fried bread? Ha! (“Kuntepah,” phonetically-speaking from Finn into Spanish and then English.)

Pardon. No wonder we we’re coming-up short on how many mouths to feed. Ha! Of course, I meant to write the 550 plus Tribes and not 310 Reservations because everybody knows that not every Tribe has a reservation. Cheers! Yes, there are more tribes than reservations. Hopefully, nobody got their breeches in a twist. Well, we’ll need more flour gentlemen. Did everybody get some fried bread? It’s yummy tonite. I may have a second piece now that we know how many mouths to feed. (Wink.) Moving on. Next.

Dear “Native Indian” brothers and sisters; I say prayers to the Maya Gods from the North to the South and from the East to the West may humanity be protected from itself.

[Hello. Hi. We live worlds apart from one another and let’s not pretend that this is anything other than a form of communication in the style of an open forum letter. Nevertheless, I’ve been meaning to write some words… hopefully filled with intelligence (nothing more and nothing less).] (I’ll do my best for your sakes.)

Breathing calmly with balanced Chi’ and Alma.

Dear Elders,

*) My main question is this; why do American citizens confuse knowledge with education and education with knowledge?

--- (You can buy yourself an education but you can’t buy yourself knowledge. It doesn’t even rhyme anyway. It makes for a horrible advertising campaign model to begin.)

[: (I was taught that contributions didn’t change the form of the configuration in-the-shape of jobs; contributions appear in the form of disciplinary lifelong careers, in achieving awareness in the astuteness towards continued development of innovative advancements for our species’ evolutionary freedoms and in the pursuit of happiness.) Right? Right.

In other words, I didn’t attend University one decade ago to get a job I attended University to become knowledgeable about how to think about certain subject matter or discipline forms. I was lucky to be brought up to understand that education has nothing to do with knowledge nor intelligence or creative-innovation and scientific articulation for that matter. What is this, the 12^th century?

How archaic are we as Americans to consider education as a commodity rather than long-lasting industrial, manufacturing and free-trade forms in the pursuits for intellectual and artistic candlelit silhouettes that look like long-legged stark-black charcoal shadows for strands of hair. --- :] I know, I know I’m drenched in poetry today no differently than a French Noir film is a delicatessen; fluffy as a good bagel, tragic as a terrible tooth ache and rich in romantic notions and crème filling.

*) My second question; when “ ‘ideas are worth a ‘dime a dozen’ as Harvard graduates are …’ ” ---why aren’t public universities and secondary educational institutions free and open to all of the civilians of the United States of America through a type of educational socialistic taxation, no differently than it’s done in Finland and many other Scandinavian countries? What gives? Come on! Let’s catch up to the innovation that is the rest of the world in these contemporary times.

*) My third question; what is the United States of America Government and The People going to do about prostitution? Shall we tax prostitution? With the tax revenue and profits from prostitution could architecture, infrastructural renovations and public greenery budgets be set aside in the additional funding aid towards National budgetary falls and sexual education as well as contraceptives, needles and free health care for sex workers? How would legalization of prostitution and a-taxation change the topography of child sex trade and child pornography? Dramatically and positively, perhaps that’s a professional sociological study. The numbers and percentages would come-in overtime and create a picture.

I believe that prostitution ought to be abolished in this century along with panhandling still yet they are the two oldest professions in the books. So how do we sail into a head wind? We just do. Directly into it. Are we going to passively ignore our deeply disturbing sociological cultural issues such as prostitution while we aggressively avoid the reformation and reeducation of child sex trade and child pornography? What gives? Why can’t prostitution become legalized and taxed? Why? Aside from ethical and philosophical issues that weigh heavily in the circumstances of the outcomes, who is anybody to say that tacking a vessel into a storm isn’t challenging but quite plausible even possible.

*) My fourth question; Nations, why “should” Nation Law and Treaties be subject to change through congress when American Indian youth commit suicide at a rate 10 times the National average, the median household annual income is thirty-three thousand and when the dropout rate of high school American Indian students is 60%? Why should the Nations’ casino tax revenue go towards the funding of any National athletic endeavors when casino tax revenue barely makes it to the tables of the American Indians / Native Americans?

:] Newsflash, citizens don’t really care about the exorbitant monetary funds towards athletic architectural buildings because The People are trying to figure-out daily as to how to place a roof over the heads of their beloveds and food on those tables - ultimately contract construction jobs aren’t steady income for workers nor life-long careers for many; so what industries must we cultivate “anew” in the United States of America that will be long lasting in this century? Education is one. Technology is another and so is science. How about an insurgence of industrial and manufacturing of geo-thermo technologies, solar paneling and wind generation? Why haven’t we come up with a cure for a failing health care system? A cure for cancer, or have we? Bless you. Did you sneeze?

*) My fifth question; are the Americans really and truly going to forfeit their natural resources and their ethical magnificence in the trade and switch for short-lived endeavors such as strip mining, oil rigging and the privatization of green public spaces? What? When did water become a commodity suddenly? Short-term or long-term industry is what The People must consider now before jumping the gun for the sake of their freedoms? Which one is it going to be (long-term or short-term industry) that-which The People would like the government to lobby for them in their best interest not in the best interest of corporations? Gentlemen, it is called rugby after all - play on the side of your teammates.

*) My sixth question; are the Americans’ leaders really and truly going to consider making budgetary cuts to the science of art in the art of science?

Wow, politicians must not be artistic sociopolitical scientists of any type with their attitudes when their political rhetoric is more like peddlers’ rhetoric. The Americans can’t be as shallow as all that, possibly not? I may as well be egocentric as any artist might be.

However, I’m not stupid enough to believe that if we eradicate art from beauty then functional science and dynamic truth will prevail to exist.

Is that what the public wants? Do you want to become ignorant of facts and poetry?

Would you prefer the death in the partnership of "Cygnus the Swan" and poetic justice erased from constellations’ memories?

If politicians succeed in the eradication of the arts and Legacy Funds then please don't pretend to be sorry to diminish our chances for survival as an ant colony.

What makes athletics far more consequential and uniquely designed in critical thinking format and development than ballet, poetry and analytical innovation, per say?

I can think of better ways to spend an all state-wide inclusive sales tax increase towards values that have nothing to do with the funding of the arts and / or athletics. How about education? There’s a 1.4 billion dollars in an educational deficit in the state of Minnesota alone.

As professional and analytical intellectual artists / filmmakers; we put food on our table like grown and responsible adults and no, we don’t get a handout from anywhere. (Every grant I’ve ever written for others under a different name has been approved but any grant under my name is mush so, go figure that much, we keep tacking-up the letters-of-rejection on the walls and laugh with delight.) Ha! Ha! Ha! I worked today didn’t I and my day’s still not over?

We thank our two investors of this blog space, we pay our taxes and as professional critical thinkers at the prime of our lives we pay our way… everything else is simply natural apple pie served with great beloved company and lots of laughter.

I grew up to be a hard working taxpaying citizen who happens to be a filmmaker for a professional, a writer for a hobbyist and an intellectual critical thinking artist for life because I knew it would be important to contribute and give back to my community nothing more and nothing less. Moving on. Next.

P.S. Artists, not-only are they alive and making “$55,000” per annual income base on contractual, salaried and consulting pay, also some make as much as and / or as little as six billion dollars per project and that’s just the start of their professional mid careers. Artists are like athletes aren’t they? Artists are valuable and precious like any player in any professional outcome. Moving on with the times. Philosophy is to be studied and ethics to be achieved.

Wishing you an amazing dusk.

I’m beginning to lose the bright golden twighlight. Gorgeous!

Sincerely,

Gabriela

*) I, alone, cannot change the world; that would be irritating and futile to do it alone. That’s why art exists so that artists may live, innovate and contribute. If you kill art then you kill memory. If you murder artistic development then you kill freedom. Got it?

*) [Correction; I’d like to address the subject matter of “Native Americans” / “American Indians” from the North American continent (“Indian Americans” are from Asian origins and Indian Heritage of Indian ancestry (correction; not necessarily born in India because they are “Indian Americans” are they not?): Cheers! Lovely.]

October 26, 2011

“Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.” - William Shakespeare

“Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.” - William Shakespeare

“The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.” - William Shakespeare

“Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.” - William Shakespeare

“Neither a borrower nor a lender be.” - William Shakespeare

“No legacy is so rich as honesty.” - William Shakespeare

Happy Wednesday. (I’m a day “ahead” of schedule again.) Ha!

Aloha.

Well, shall we dance?

Native Americans of the North Americas: (excuse me for sounding so naïve. Nevertheless, don’t think for one moment that that is the case I’m too intelligent for such nonsense at the gorgeous age of thirty-four.)

I’m truly surprised and bewildered that America has not elected one single Native American President in the past thirty years. (Wait, have any Native Americans ever run for presidency? What is that all about? What is at the core of the root in the problem?)

*) Correction to - Wait, have any Native Americans ever run for presidency? What is that all about? (Correction: What is at the core in the root of the problem?)

I’m surprised and bewildered that there aren’t more Native American professional basketball, football and baseball owners and players - are there any? I’d have to look it up.

I’m surprised and bewildered that there aren’t more CEO’s and fortune 500 Native American leaders. What happened? (I know, I know.) History happened.

If that’s the case that a treacherous history pummeled an entire continent of its Native American leaders then why is economical, cultural and educational genocide occurring to the contemporary and modern Native Americans? (Pardon, the question begged to be asked.)

No, I’m not being outlandish here; the U.S. Census (2000-2011) for Native Americans statistics significantly describes the misery of the contemporary Native American.

Our Native brothers and sisters aren’t living in the lap of luxury are they now? Have you ever been to a reservation? Well, maybe you ought to sometime with a proper invite from one of the locals, of course. Otherwise, enter at your own risk.

Are American citizens taught to loathe, disrespect and fear the modern Native American? (I’m not being facetious, here. I’m quite serious actually.) In my humble opinion. Yes, we’re taught to hate the Native Americans at every turn.

(Don’t worry about it - I answered the question for you it wasn’t a trick question. You didn’t have to squirm so much. We’re all grown adults here and we can address anything.)

I find that Native Americans are loathed with the strength and vigor of that hatred shown in Central America towards the Indigenous. I might be a novelty as a Maya Indiana in the United States but in Central America I’ve been shown to be mierda. I have two strikes against me; I’m female and Indigenous. That doesn’t bother me anymore I’m smart enough to overcome racism. Let’s just call racism and prejudice for what it is; the sentiments of words are so much easier to spell out when dealing with racism rather than ignoring the significance in meaning. Peoples’ attitudes and actions speak volumes for them. It’s one thing to think as a racist; it’s quite another to be disrespectful and blunt about such indignations.)

Why are American citizens taught to hate the Native Americans? (What do I mean by hate? Well, just that. Racism.)

Aside from the stereotypes of alcoholism and laziness, what other aspects of consideration do we uphold towards the Native Americans? That they’re wealthy-rich from casino revenue, hardly. Please. Try to get that stereotype out of your head.

Please, don’t tell me that Native American sports Big Ten Universities’ mascots are respectful, because everybody knows that it’s emotionally cruel and hateful to make a mockery out of something so sacred and historical.

Don’t sell it to me. I don’t want your propaganda with a smile and a bake sale. Yuck. No matter how sweet the bake goods may look I don’t consider them anything but icing fluff. There is very little nutritional substance in those cupcakes isn’t there now? Not quite like vegan red velvet cupcakes?

Through the disrespectful portrayal of Native American sports’ mascots it’s a great way to tell the Native Americans to go fuck themselves and everybody knows it but if we make a game out of it then it won’t feel so dirty to watch the racism gallop down football fields playing along to the bands’ tunes. Please. Your Universities’ private body parts are hanging out of your Big Ten sweatshop cheap football T-Shirts for everyone to gawk and point at your absurdities.

You get my drift. Your penis is hanging out and flapping in the wind but we’ll just pretend that it isn’t happening so that you can feel better about yourselves. Will that make you feel better: if we pretend right along with you? Uneducated bastards. Anchor that shit down or you’ll blow away in the wind. Life is passing you by. Racism must be abolished in this new century and we must begin with educational institutions. Do you practice what you preach in your schools? Why preach when you’re entire existence is a lie? Yes, the language is written to be vulgar (another blog for another day).

Why go to University when your Universities teach you to be racists? What’s the point when educational institutions look the other way?

Ah, I thought higher education was going to become enlightened and instead it’s become large business mixed with mediocre idealisms.

You can’t begin to come up with new innovative ideas when your ideology is screw up and cheap like a whore pretending to have the articulation for refined dining.

If you’re doing beautifully while everybody else suffers at your lack of perception then you’re no good to anybody; you’re what’s considered a mediocre status quo and that amounts to nothing. Doesn’t it? Of course, it does and you know it, I know it and everybody else knows it.

So, what will it take for an entire Nation to begin to consider the Native Americans as part of a serious dialogue not a bloody plagiarist Shakespearean monologue rather a universal conversation about what is truly happening to Native Nations that upheld a history so savagely and cunningly murderous while enslaved and left to die to their own accord.

Are Americans going to continue to economically murder the Native Americans into this new century? Is the Native American nothing but cents and dollars to the Americans? Is it true that all that Americans care about in changing Native Laws and Treaties is-so-that the Natives’ dollars ends up in the pockets of big businesses when casino revenue barely makes it to the tables of Native Americans? Are American politicians going to commit economical murder in the education, survival and progress of the contemporary Native American and their plights in this new century? Please tell me you’re not as shallow as all that. Please.

The Americans have no say in casino revenue monetary currency because the statistics shows that Native Americans need every penny they can get to get them by in this new found economical colony of slavery - 21^st century reservations.

Will the Americans reach out and change the course of the future and veer away from three hundred years of economical slavery towards the righteous and magnificence in freeing our friends from their shackles? We love the Native Americans and if we don’t then we can learn to grow to love them with their very different ways in perceptions of life and death. Their perceived reality is nothing like yours or mine for that matter. Get used to it. Overcoming racism means becoming enlightened.

Cheers.

Gabriela

*) Why is there no federal and / or state funding towards the structural building of “Crazy Horse Memorial” at Mouth Rushmore? Are we missing a step in the memory and historical value of our Native American education? Please. Let’s catch up with the times.

P.S. More responsibilities must be met today and I look forward to such responsibilities.

P.S.S. Yes, both William Shakespeare and Martin Luther King Jr. were proven to be plagiarists. Look it up. What a shame. Oh, well.

*) Earthquakes.

October 25, 2011

“But men are men; the best sometimes forget.” - William Shakespeare

“A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.” - William Shakespeare

“As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.” - William Shakespeare

“But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.” - William Shakespeare

“Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.” - William Shakespeare

Happy Tuesday!

Aloha.

Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen, Humanity.

Humans, Shall we?

*) [Correction; I’d like to address the subject matter of “Native Americans” / “American Indians” from the North American continent (“Indian Americans” are from Asian origins and Indian Heritage of Indian ancestry (correction; not necessarily born in India because they are “Indian Americans” are they not?): Cheers! Lovely.]

No, Native Americans are not a dying race.

No, Native Americans do not collect monthly checks from the government.

No, Native Americans are not rich from gambling revenue.

Yes, Native Americans are subject to American laws.

U.S. Census: (2000-2011) (Eat that for late Frankfurt dinner).

*) The Native American annual median household income is $33,627.

*) In the United States of America there are 310 Native American Reservations.

*) The life expectancy of a Native American female born in 2010 is 81.5 years and for a Native American male it’s 76.6 years.

*) Graduation percentages: Native Americans (46.6%), Whites (69.8%), Asians (77.9%), Blacks (54.7%) and Hispanics (50.8%).

*) Native American High School dropout rate is 60%.

*) Since 2000: 30% of Native Americans live in Reservations. Since 2004 1.2 million of these Native Americans are under the age of 18: (27%).

*) “On some Reservations youth suicide rates are 10 times the National Average.”

*) Since 2010 Native American of age (15-24) have a suicide rate of 19.3% per 100,000.

*) Since 2010 the Native American teen birth rate is 55% per 1,000 by race.

*) Since 2010 Native American unemployment was 15.2%.

*) In 2004 42% of Native Americans ages 15 and older were married.

*) The average age of Native Americans living on Reservations is 25 years old.

*) The average age of Native Americans living outside Reservations is 35 years old.

Does this create a more clear and concise picture in the representation of Native Americans? It’s not looking good for our Native American brothers and sisters. Why is that? It was almost impossible and quite difficult to find recent numbers and percentages on our Native American brothers and sisters and their statistics.

Aloha, after reviewing these numbers I want to ask Minnesota’s DFL Governor Mark Dayton how in good conscience he can take the gambling revenue from Native Americans to fund a sports stadium when it’s apparent that the Native Americans need every penny they can get from their tribal endeavors. (I find that the Governor’s cultural advisors are not up to par and that Native treaties and agreements ought to be left alone.) Why must Governor Dayton change Native Law in order to get his Minnesota football stadium built?

In conclusion, furthering the demise of the Native American’s is not worth the accumulated ticket admission to a football game in my humble opinion.

Ciao.

Gabriela

More later about lead paint… My family the Tarr & Wonson Paint Company and Manufacturing made some serious profits from one of the most toxic and effective paints in the world, 1874. I know all about lead. It doesn’t take a genius to know the effects of lead on organic matter; Humans and animals.

*) “Conjunction Junction what’s your Function?” I’ve got that song stuck in my head.

*) How about those seasonal allergies? (I’m just getting over mine.)

*) Can you say “vibrator”? “Vibrator.” I know I can and I’m a twenty-first century lady. Wow, why are people so weird about words? If you can say the word “boob” for breast cancer awareness then you can say “vibrator” on National Television.

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[Side Note:] Oh, I had to laugh hard! How could I not? The grandiose world of currency and big business with toilet paper stuck to its shoes like gum. (I’m using sixth grade humor because it’s ridiculous, isn’t it?) When will currency go out of fashion in exchange for intellectual free-trade in the art of innovation and the science of invention?

Ready? Let me get this straight. Wait? What?

Gentlemen, how’s the greenway in October? First; Okay, it’s apparent that the NFL Vikings’ owners made a decision about Arden Hills as documented as of May-of-2011 in local news. “Fine.” (Ha!) Except for one tiny little insignificant detail and it’s the most vital of all aspects to this entire Vikings’ stadium site (correction from “sight” to “site”).

Lead. Kills. Ouch! Did I write that, I did? (I know, I know.) I wasn’t supposed to mention it in such a straightforward manner.

Mercury kills as well. Do people want to go as crazy as King George did from his crystal dining ware? I don’t think so. Okay, so maybe lead and mercury won’t kill you but imagine becoming the Madness of King George?

Now, that we’re here…

Alright. Arden Hills it is since May 2011, no? Yes. Before agreements are signed, in the best interest of the public please let them know that you’ll be building not only one stadium and an astonishing urban complex but also that it’ll be built on a lead site. Of course, it’s crossed your minds. I’m sure. How could it not? Are you sleeping well these days? I hope so for your sakes that you are. You owe much power and responsibility to humanity because you are leaders whether you like it or not. The lead is yours. No, I don’t mock you. I don’t. I’m not that shallow.

Do you know much about lead in soil content? Do you? I’m sure you do. You’re developers and I’m sure quite brilliant at it - it’s obvious. Forgive me for being so bold. However, you, too, are our contemporaries. From the little that I know about lead sampling and my personal lead test inconclusive findings without any final or non-authoritative expert sound judgment I refuse to even so much as eat organic vegetables grown in the urban city from the exhaust fumes of busses and cars alone. Do you get my drift? I’m sure, you do.

Please don’t harm the citizens at any cost. The People’s future children don’t want to wake up one morning and discover that their kids are bat shit crazy as King George in the daily use of mercury and lead. Life then is at a loss and not at a gain. Humanity then loses not only a single game rather the prestige and glory in the excellence towards achievement for the cup. Moving on. Good morning. Need I say more? Next.

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P.S. Corrections; You know that the following sentence doesn’t even make any sense, right? Pity, I lost words while in translation - I got lost in the mechanics of linguistics rather than comprehension; “What a beautiful ballet even if the ballerinas go backstage to take short puffs on long drags of their cigarettes.” (That’s impossible isn’t it? Of course it is. Physiologically speaking that is.) Cheers!

P.S.S. Corrections; “… - it’s like a masturbation session except it’s publically acceptable. What is there not to love about watching men with erections and women salivating at the thought of orgasms?” (I’m being facetious you know that, right? Right. Otherwise, I have some serious comedy writing to do.) Moving on. Next.

October 24, 2011

“Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.” - William Shakespeare

“For I can raise no money by vile means.” - William Shakespeare

“Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.” - William Shakespeare

“When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.” - William Shakespeare

“Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.” - William Shakespeare

Happy Monday!

Aloha.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

P.S. I looked up the definition of the word “Empire”. No, I don’t want to be an Emperor. No, I don’t want to be a dictator. No, I don’t even want to be “The Decider”.

I would like to see wealth evenly distributed and have it touch ‘the far reaches’. (Ha! That’s funny; Star Wars, I think? Pardon, I’m told that it’s not from Star Wars; I’ll have to research it, then.)

No, I’m not keen on the economical structure of non-profits, collectives and co-operatives when it comes to rejuvenating a capitalist economy under a Republic government when I figure out how to solve this mathematical socioeconomics equation to a civilized humanitarian structures in politics without corruption so that families of four on $22,000 per year may live then I’ll let you know. (I’m serious it’s a socioeconomics equation. Can you figure it out? I’ll do my best with the mechanics of linguistics.) Entiende. Understand. (Why is English so difficult at the best of times? Ayie. Sigh.)

(The days are moving along quite quickly and I’m going as slow as a Tortoise.)

Pardon, CONT. (Chessboard) / (In conclusion):

An open letter to the NFL Minnesota Vikings’ Players;

[Hello. Hi. We live worlds apart from one another and let’s not pretend that this is anything other than a form of communication in the style of an open forum letter. Nevertheless, I’ve been meaning to write some words… hopefully filled with intelligence (nothing more and nothing less).] (I’ll do my best for your sakes.)

Gentlemen, shall we?

Men, do you know how to Tango? (The Tango deciphers the boys from the men ---just as welding deciphers the girls from the women, doesn’t it?)

Do you know anything about Ballet?

Do you know anything about poetry?

I’m sure your lovely wives, daughters, ladies, family members and female-friends are as socially cultured and sophisticated as you seem to feel-like while in motion across any football-field-stadium; to my eye you look like ‘ballerino-swans’ in control of flight while in slow motion take-offs across icy ponds. Lovely imagery. Moving on. Next.

Gentlemen, how was this weekend’s game? (I’ve yet to pick-up a newspaper and find-out the scores for over-the-weekend’s listings against opponents and amongst friends of the Green Bay Packers, if that’s correct?) Well done.

Alright, I’m done stalling. Can you tell that I’m stalling? Before we shake hands…

Sincerely, since we won’t go into the complexities and intricacies in the legalities of domestic violence then I won’t go into an utmost boring diatribe about 1.1 billion dollars in budgetary breakdowns and an educational state deficit. Right? Right.

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Dear men,

Shall we begin to approach the topic in casino gambling profits as a main monetary staple and supporter towards the endeavor of a new Vikings’ stadium? (I know, I know. Wordy.)

What better topic to discuss than Native American Casino funds while I’ve become your captivated audience through the duration of one chess game?

Let’s approach the basics in conversation thus without disrupting the harmony of dialogue. We’ll keep our words to crisp and clear communication in the exchange for poetry; so-that the words may travel a quicker distance across tumultuous terrain. (If you know anything about the intricacies of poetry then we’ll understand each other perfectly well. There are rules to anything refined in gesture and modesty.) (I’m not ‘Lucy’ from Charlie Brown and I won’t pullback the football from you at the last second because I understand the tremendous strength and courage in that gesture alone as a microscopic aspect to the game.)

Where does one begin?

Suppose; what, do we know about the contemporary, modern Native American of the Northern Tundra? Let’s suppose nothing. (Even so.) Neither, you, nor, I are so dense in our sociological approach that the world has passed us by.

*) What do we know about the Native American teenage suicide rate for the entire of the United States of America?

*) What is the percent of Native American graduation? (46.4%)

*) What is the percent of Native American dropout? (60%)

*) What is the percent of Native American teen pregnancy? (55%)

*) What is the percent of Native American teen population living in (the-‘res’) Reservations? (27%)

*) What is the life expectancy of Native Americans? (Born in 2010: Females-81.5 years / Males-76.6%)

*) What is the percent of annual monetary community support from casinos towards reservations particularly and specifically educational funds? (?)

Are you with me? No, this is not Einstein’s Theory of Relativity here.

The sociological complexities are vastly overwhelming aren’t they? No different than a professional football game. The possibilities are boundless and rewarding - no matter what - we must forfeit in the exchange for truth. The righteous plays create incredibly tremendous outcomes in any clean game without blood money on our hands.

How do we play a global economical game without getting our hands bloody? Is it possible? I’m writing about it - the thought occurred to me therefore it must be so. It’s a notion isn’t it? How do we make billions and maintain humanitarian about the whole bloody mess?

Can you dig? I can dig ditches all day long, break my back and in doing so I refuse because I’m not a Pharaohs’ slave.

[: ---I’m a free-thinker and I believe in the rejuvenation of capitalism, a socialist health care and educational system where these two services are free and made possible by the government for The People, by The People and of The People.

(The white man’s schooling created me in his image therefore I have the decency to address any contemporary of our time. No, you’re not my peers are you now? However, you most certainly are our contemporaries and that’s what makes us equals in the game of humanity. We exist and live in the same era towards a same goal in global equality. Otherwise, what good are we to humanity if not to develop it in our given era? I have no shame in addressing you and in doing so we begin to understand what’s at stake. Profits or people? People or profits? I’m a smart-enough woman to know that I’m not a genius still yet I know how to think like one.) : I forfeited my chill youthful Indiana ways for a strict Western education in the exchange for questioning anything that comes to my fancy and I mean anything which calls for review. I simply decided I didn’t want my hands full of blood while I created something substantial and nutritious in the refinement of the arts. It’s a new century and we’re in it. I can’t imagine working for a corporation when their women still get paid 60 cents to every one dollar a man makes. What an insult in this day in age. What happened to the burning of the bras and equal rights for all? Hippies. Goodness. --- :]

(I can keep up with the boys just as well as any other girly tomboy. Move-on over gentlemen, the world of skateboarding just got a little bit more interesting. I’m building a structure (correction; from “empire” to “structure”) at a snail’s pace and just because money and power are not mine to speak of right this minute it doesn’t mean that I don’t have a stake in the future of humanity. I placed my theoretical and intellectual bets and I’m playing a high philosophical stakes’ game. I was cultivated for building structures (correction; from “empire” to “structure”).

I was created to think tremendously outside your frame of reference because nothing is impossible and I’m waiting for the next Einstein to pop-up one-of-these-days while walking down my street like in-any children’s pop-up books where the characters shoot out with energy and force. I’d love to see an Einstein pop-up book. (“Einstein brushes his teeth.” POP! “Einstein discovers the Theory of Relativity.” POP! Ha! Funny as hell.) (Hopefully, the Hungarians and Germans will forgive my sense of humor in what I’m about to write: I’ve walked your streets and figured that if Mozart was so goofy and wise ass as all that then any artist of this new century could be as well about depicting history. Hip-hip hooray to Einstein and Mozart!)

I’m a contemporary modern woman who’s trying to come up with philosophical questions as quickly as I can pose them so that you may understand the awesome and righteous responsibilities in the gravitas to at least leave-enough room for one mistake in the mastery of any tapestry so that man may never forget that he is flesh and bone and shall remain so until dust to dust takes form.

What is any of this all about? (Definitely not me. I’m not that special.)

You know; ‘you can’t take it with you.’

It’s an entirely new century.

Is it possible for large industry, manufacturing and global free-trade to approach this new century with some regard towards sociological and humanitarian positive change? No, this writing lesson is not about being naïve. This is a writing lesson towards thinking and creating dialogue amongst those of your own. We already do amongst ours.

Cheers to you and yours.

Cheers to us and ours.

(Shake of hands… “Good Game”. “Good Game.”)

Sincerely,

Gabriela

P.S. Welcome home troops.

P.S.S. Minnesota mining. What are you thinking? When will government grow a pair? Just because lobbyists ‘hook-you-up’ it doesn’t mean that lobbyists and special interest groups ought to ‘pass-into-affect’ stupid laws by which citizens must abide-by simply because someone has an expensive check account ready to destroy mother nature (another blog for another day). No, I’m not a hippie. There are no more hippies. Get over it. I’m definitely not a hipster I’m too happy for that. Moving on. Next.

*) Earthquakes.

October 21, 2011

“I do not agree with what you have to say, but I'll defend to the death your right to say it.” - Voltaire

Happy Friday!

Aloha.

Pardon, CONT. (Chessboard)

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

I just took out the chessboard because I had to see if any of my moves made any sense. I had wrong numbering and lettering, excuse me. However, I knew exactly how I wanted to maneuver.

I’ve got it down now - that - I’ve placed a visual aid right in front of me.

I know, I know. I should’ve done that to begin with. I tried to follow along on-line but I actually needed a 3D visual aid instead.

Now, I understand how to maneuver around a chessboard nonetheless I have a weakness in the numbering and lettering so we can resume the game without anybody getting bent out of shape. Checkmate. Do you want to know why? We’re talking numbers and strategy and that’s that. Just because I have the details wrong it doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to play and it’s a game of straight forwardness. Can you beat that; I highly doubt it.

Excerpt from yesterday’s game. Checkmate.

*) Seven: (my seventh move): (13. Pawn takes Pawn) Clock.

• In conclusion, if we took the state’s $300 million and added it along with the county’s $350 million sales tax increase plus the NFL’s Vikings’ $407 million we get a grand total of an estimated $1 billion which means that 5.285 schools could be built in the state of Minnesota. That’s neither here nor there because people tell me that’s like comparing apples to oranges but I feel quite differently about the whole thing. Cheers to some type of compromise. Checkmate.

Please, don’t think that I’m economically dense.

How about the state of Minnesota builds three (3) / ($600 million) new state-of-the-art schools and the rest goes to health care benefits for all part-time and full-time employees and their families as well as a salary and wage compensation healthy to that of inflation.

Are you with me?

Gods, I would’ve loved to have played around with astronomical budgets. How fun would that be?

You had me at oranges at 1.1 billion dollars towards the construction of a new stadium, it’s no longer a number; it’s how minds and lifestyles can learn to live peacefully, thrive and be happy. I drink to that; (organic odd-year) Pinot Noir with Costa Rican oysters. What a great combo.

If you’re lucky enough to pocket a profit of $354 million per year then you could possibly build one school per year for the next ten years and have the schools christened in the lovely names of all of the women in your family and still have $154 million left-over to privately jet around the world. Splendid! Wouldn’t that be just lovely to read the names of women on school buildings donated by their loved ones? Beautiful!

I know, I know. I’m sitting in my little imaginative artist world trying to be inventive. I was told if I can think it then I can write it. (The private school sector taught me that and to never be afraid to write what I think.)

Cheers.

Gabriela

P.S. Correction from “bail out” to “bailout”. Thank you for your patience with this English as a Second Language blog.

P.S.S. I’m wishing you an amazing weekend with loved ones!

October 20, 2011

“Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do.” - Voltaire

“All murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.” - Voltaire

“An ideal form of government is democracy tempered with assassination.” - Voltaire

“Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd.” - Voltaire

“History should be written as philosophy.” - Voltaire

Happy Thursday!

Aloha.

What a World!

What a day in the lives of humans. So much happens in one single day. Remarkable!

Hello, Libyans!

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CONT. (Chessboard)

Gentlemen of the NFL Vikings’, how are you?

I hope you find yourselves in fine health and great spirits. Salud! To you and yours!

(Corrections to the speed chess game have been made in lettering, numbering and such.)

The Game: as it were, lays at the root of an important question with many parts: The questions is this; If the state of Minnesota contributes a $300 million towards a new Vikings’ stadium and upon any county’s sales tax increase towards that goal to cover another $350 million, then will the state be able to refund the educational system a total of $1.4 billion when the average cost of one new state-of-the-art school building holds a price tag of $200 million as an economical example, that is?

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Shall we play?

*) (Your fourth move): (8. Q-Q2; correction). Clock. Pardon, you’re pointer finger was still holding your chess piece. (Smile.)

“The Vikings pay $20 million annually in State and local taxes. A report from Convention, Sports & Leisure said a new stadium and the retention of the Vikings will generate $26 million annually in tax revenue.” (Another $174 Million towards one new school.)

*) Five: (my fifth move): (9. P-QB4; correction). Clock. Pardon, I’m still holding my chess piece with my pointer finger… (Smile.)

(I’m only teasing a little bit to get you to think about weighing out the options of Minnesota’s citizens and their children’s future. A new Vikings’ stadium or a public educational system? A public educational system or a new Vikings’ stadium? Or both? Or none?)

[Side Note:] “A fixed roof adds an approximately $200 million to the total stadium costs.” (Wow. An entire new state-of-the-art school for about 2,000 students would’ve been built, instead of a fixed roof): “The Vikings NFC North opponents – Chicago, Detroit, and Green Bay – all generate approximately $30 million more annually than the Vikings because of their stadiums.”

*) (Your fifth move): (10. KB-KN2). Clock.

“According to Mortensen Construction, a new Vikings stadium will support 13,000 jobs, including 7,500 construction jobs with nearly $300 million in wages. The Building and Construction Trades Council is currently experiencing nearly 20% unemployment.”

*) Six: (my sixth move): (11. P-QK3; correction). Clock.

According to the Metropolitan Sports Facility Commission as of December 31, 2010 the total number of full-time Metrodome employees is 32 (thirty-two). What happens to the health care benefits of part-time employees? I should de-queen you for that.

*) (Your sixth move): (12. P-QR4). Clock.

“The Vikings receive over 300 donation requests per week, and the team tries to fulfill all of them within the five-state attendance area.” (Wow, thank you to those which you’ve donated to.)

*) Seven: (my seventh move): (13. Pawn takes Pawn) Clock.

• In conclusion, if we took the state’s $300 million and added it along with the county’s sales tax increase of $350 million plus the NFL’s Vikings’ $407 million we get a grand total of an estimated $1 billion which means that 5.285 schools could be built in the state of Minnesota. That’s neither here nor there because people tell me that’s like comparing apples to oranges but I feel quite differently about the whole thing. Cheers to some type of compromise. Checkmate.

*) (Rook takes Pawn) Clock. Let the games begin! I’ve been known to be a savvy herbivore across the chessboard.

Sincerely,

Gabriela

P.S. Corrections were made to the lettering and numbering in the chess movements. It’s a lot more difficult to play single chess than partner chess that’s for sure. I had to keep looking at the chessboard to figure out the numerical sequencing for my opponents’ placement vs. mine. Wow! I’m rusty. Fun! Cheers.

October 19, 2011

“Judge a man by his questions rather than his answers.” - Voltaire

“Appreciation is a wonderful thing: It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.” - Voltaire

“Anyone who seeks to destroy the passions instead of controlling them is trying to play the angel.” - Voltaire

“It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind; it is only by defying it that the brave escape.” - Voltaire

“Business is the salt of life.” - Voltaire

Happy Wednesday-Thursday!

What a long day. Many responsibilities were met head on.

Aloha.

An open letter to the NFL Minnesota Vikings’ Players;

Hello. Hi. We live worlds apart from one another and let’s not pretend that this is anything other than a form of communication in the style of an open forum letter. Nevertheless, I’ve been meaning to write some words… hopefully filled with intelligence (nothing more and nothing less).

I think I’m beginning to make sense of this entire Minnesota Vikings’ stadium.

From what I understand to be true it will require an estimated $1.1 billion dollars to build a stadium in or about Minneapolis, Minnesota.

According to local news reports The Citizens of Arden Hills, St. Paul, Minnesota (Ramsey County) are adamantly against a sales tax increase. [Understandably so while working-poor families of four can barely feed their children on $22,000 (twenty-two thousand) annual income.]

Gentlemen, do you know how to play speed chess?

The Game:

Under the Ramsey County proposal as of May 2011 “the Vikings would commit $407 million to the project” while the county’s cost would’ve been $350 million and “the state of Minnesota's cost would be $300 million”. (“This totals about $1.057 billion, leaving at least a $131 million shortfall.”)

*) One: (my first move): (1. P- Q4 …). (Center stage) Clock.

Star Tribune, October 8, 2011: “However, to help balance the state budget, the Legislature is delaying $700 million in statewide school funding, after a 2010 delay of $1.4 billion that has yet to be repaid.”

*) (Your first move): (2. P-Q4…). Clock. Fine.

Star Tribune, September 6, 2011: “Vikings linebacker Chad Greenway…$41 million deal worth a guaranteed $20 million Monday.” (Over the span of 5 years)

*) Two: (my second move): (3. QB-KN5; correction). Clock.

Minnesota Vikings total 2011 salary roster: $99,132,317 million.

*) (Your second move): (4. KN-KB3). Clock. Okay.

Ultimatum: If the Minnesota Vikings’ stadium’s negotiations with the state of Minnesota are not done and signed by the end of the 2011 (Roman calendar year) then the Vikings’ conundrum is to relocate out of state.

*) Three: (my third move): (5. Bishop (Correction) takes Knight). Clock.

(The morale of the country is down. We’ll tremendously miss you even though the Minnesotans have supported the Vikings throughout the years): “The Vikings were 30th out of 32 NFL teams in local revenues in 2005.” Wikipedia. (We’re not playing around if you decide to go then go. It’ll be your choice like my sacrificial Bishop was just that - a - sacrifice.)

*) (Your third move): (6. Pawn takes Bishop). Clock.

Zygi Wilf’s net worth according to Forbes.com is $1.3 billion with a pocketed $354 million profit placing Wilf amongst the 400^th wealthiest Americans. (Yes, I’m aware that was my Bishop).

*) Four: (my fourth move): (7. KN-KB3). Clock. (Do you know how to play without a queen?)

“Six billionaires on the 2010 Forbes list of the 400 wealthiest Americans live in Minnesota, and Census Bureau data indicates that 33,000 Minnesotans had a net worth of at least $1.5 million.”

*) (Your fourth move): (8. Q-Q2; Correction). Pardon, you’re pointer finger was still holding your chess piece. (Smile.)

*) Five: (my fifth move): (9. P-QB4; correction). Pardon, I’m still holding my chess piece with my pointer finger… (Smile.)

CONT. Tomorrow.

Wishing you amazing sleep.

I sleep like a baby.

Sincerely,

Gabriela

P.S. Aloha to the Norwegian Royals, pardon. “How do you do?” I hope you had a tremendous visit to Minneapolis. (Excuse me.)

P.S.S. How about those stars and constellations tonite?

October 18, 2011

“Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.” - Voltaire

“A witty saying proves nothing.” - Voltaire

“Anything that is too stupid to be spoken is sung.” - Voltaire

“All the reasonings of men are not worth one sentiment of women.” - Voltaire

“Man is free at the moment he wishes to be.” - Voltaire

“Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.” - Voltaire

Happy Tuesday!

Aloha!

I don’t know what I’m thinking exactly but I’m thinking it. Yep! Yup! Yip! Yop! Ha!

I’m watching “Rocky” (1976) Directed by John G. Avildsen, and written by and starring Sylvester Stallone.

I’m looking forward to understanding a more complex meaning beyond the socio-economics, the boxing and ‘boy sees girl, boy falls head-over-heels for girl, girl surrenders to love, boy and girl kiss and they live happily ever after’: (aside from those) sub plot points - I look forward to an overall complex analysis of the film’s mise-en-scene elements, someday. (It could be a real interesting 50-100 page critique-thesis about the deconstruction of each element of every frame, per say.) Ha! That would make anyone’s head spin with the layout of hundreds of pages alone. Everything else is simply research and a walk around the park. Arm muscle and brains combined like a knitted soft yarn-wool hat with silk lining. That’s what I think of the decade of the 1970’s Mise-en-scene cinema. Like a classic Italian tailored wool cap for men. I don’t know why? I just do. I think of something classical, sophisticated, masculine and sincerely beautiful like perfect lighting and sound often does look and feel tremendously wonderful at touching the fabric in the lining of the film’s underbelly. (I think that translated and if not then I’ve failed you yet once again. Pardon.)

[Side note: I’ve been told that the pornography of the decade (1970’s) is well, just-that, porn. I’ve taken serious (all too serious) classes about pornography filmmaking analysis, feminist theory and portrayals of women in the cinema as well as and finally but not least the ethical and moral responsibilities in the portrayals and implications of societal-cultural entertainment.

Yikes. Run. Right? Right. I’ve seen every genre of pornography there is out there to be viewed and I mean everything (yes, this viewing and analysis took place in a classroom) and had to analyze right along with commercial making analysis writing and ready? Japanese and Latin American contrasts and comparisons in every aspect of filmmaking from 溝口 健二 Mizoguchi Kenjito to Soap Operas. Breathless, isn’t? That’s how I see the world of cinema nothing more and nothing less as an analysis and juicy Italian sodas. No, not (eye)-talian rather (E)-talian. Italian.]

[I can taste papaya at the tip of my tongue today. I think I’m in search of a papaya Italian soda with whip cream on top like the Italianos make. Yum! My mouth just watered. No, I’m not writing sexually explicit material here because if I were then you’d know it as anyone can understand those writings of Anaïs Nin. What a beauty, you want to talk pornography? Okay. Research Anaïs Nin and Camille Paglia. What tremendous writers of their era. Cinema always makes me think of food - any food; the filtering and color correction seems to depict the cinematic canvas as “shinier” than real life ideal and accord, so cinema makes me think of food. What could be more perfect than food? Sustaining life.]

It’s the era in the overture of the main storyline that truly speaks for any film’s fine art.

The analysis of filmmaking is in the root of its entirety which speaks for the thesis of any main character’s adventure to further learning, progress and To the Good Life! Pura Vida! (another blog for another day).

I could go on about film analysis because it’s so adventurous to consider as a subject matter.

If I would’ve had it my way, I would’ve struck gold, married Eric all over again and played on a beach all day long without a care in the world and written film analysis and cinematic critiques for fun while drinking guallava juice and lazily swinging on a hammock…

Thus, I understand the deeper complexities of adulthood. We stay in the United States of America and contribute our creative intelligence towards a more compassionate and thoughtful global future.

We’re special like any other two fully mature, grown married adults who willingly pay taxes and work towards a lifestyle that can sustain environmentally sound actions, freedom and a good life for all as well as a clinically mentally sane life even when passing through frustrations and some terrorizing behavior from others which can sometimes environmentally effect the serenity of any refined composition and get in the way of harmonizing in perfect pitch and tone. (I hope that translated because with that said; I think about the writing of analysis as a subject matter and that takes time and consideration as most important aspects of life do.) Cheers!

What is film but to capture and record a time, place and peoples set in their ideals, fashion and circumstances?

Furthermore, with that sentence written above, will and can “Rocky” depict its era in time? Not only did this film have financial breath and life given to it, it also holds a nostalgic intonation in reality so real its fiction. Imagine, if you will.

Moving on! Next. Lesson. Because, this-is-what-this-is: writing exercises to create awareness, understanding and communication. Ha! “Today’s lesson is…”

I ran out of time. We’re quickly approaching 6:40am. I’m wishing you a beautiful day.

Many responsibilities must be met head on today.

Cheers.

Gabriela

P.S. I didn’t mean to write so poetically. I didn’t. I guess I just needed to warm up my thinking muscles before I write an overview analysis of “Rocky”. Ah. “I don’t like green spaghettieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” Running down the hallway. Ha! What a great memory.

P.S.S. As I’ve mentioned before; I “lost” my passport and social security card in my kitchen March-April 2011. My maiden name has been made public record as “Gabriela Long” and that’s what my former passport’s name (which-it) holds as a federal written record. In 2006; I was 200 pounds when my passport picture was taken; so it’s not even close to the same picture as of today at 150 pounds - not even close). If you happen upon my passport and social security card (that-which grew legs as of this past year and walked right out my front door) then will you please burn those two personal belongings and send prayers up to the Mayan Gods. Thank you. If you’re caught using my personal belongings then it’s like using a used tampon and may the Gods be with you… Yes, of course I meant for those words to be vulgar.

No Halloween party this year at our flat. (Sigh.) But that doesn’t mean that we’re not partying like the rock stars we are like every other responsible grown adult. Wink. Here we come! I’ve never lost anything of consideration and value in the past twenty-four years. I’m speechless at this past year. Thank the Gods for safety deposit boxes. It was one of the most difficult years of my life by far. I was challenged and almost made broken in spirit and will. However, I’ve made it thus far into the year, no? Yes. Cheers! Moving on. I’m so looking forward to turning 35 as most Maya normally do. What a life. What a milestone to turn thirty-five in less than in a year’s time.

October 17, 2011

“To succeed in the world it is not enough to be stupid, you must also be well-mannered.”

- Voltaire

“The safest course is to do nothing against one's conscience. With this secret, we can enjoy life and have no fear from death.” - Voltaire

“Anyone who has the power to make you believe absurdities has the power to make you commit injustices.” - Voltaire

“If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone.” - Anne Bronte

“I would not send a poor girl into the world, ignorant of the snares that beset her path; nor would I watch and guard her, till, deprived of self-respect and self-reliance, she lost the power or the will to watch and guard herself.” - Anne Bronte

Happy Monday!

Aloha.

I’m listening to classical music right now and I could just about jump out of my skin it’s so tremendously beautiful. I’ll come back to classical music (another blog for another day).

Hart to Hart written by Sidney Sheldon is an American Television series that was broadcasted from 1970-1984 in which a unique view point on love and marriage signified the purely and deeply understanding of their unconditional love between husband and wife; man and woman as so depicted through the two main characters.

The main characters Jonathan Hart as a self-made millionaire and his wife Jennifer Hart as Journalist are jet-setting world bound amateur crime detectives who share a respectful and kind life with their dog “Freeway” and their ever so loyal, sharp-eyed and intelligent assistant Max who has their best interest at heart at all times no matter what may occur throughout the storylines and no matter how many characterless villains they may come across.

I was truly beside myself to find any Television series as well written, directed and casted as Hart to Hart. As I make my way through the decade of the 1970’s film image I find that it’s depictions of that decade are somewhat culturally outrageous, crime ridden and dark. I didn’t think that such a depiction of respect, love and more respect existed on the screen between men and women and that I would find such a devoted depiction in such a Television series as this one.

Aside from the grandiosity of the main characters with their wealthier than God lifestyles and a knack for solving crime mysteries specifically murder; I found the portrayal of the two characters as something charming, heartfelt and frankly true to life when you witness unconditional love in others and rejoice for them in the finding of such a treasure.

Love, unlike comedy or music is truly one of the most difficult subjects to portray on film or on celluloid of any type.

The point is this; to make LOVE seem natural, uninhibited and unconditional on screen is a great task that only masters or fools take-on because love could flop quite as easily as it could soar with the severe wingspan of understanding compassion towards anything aside from the ego. To fly is to understand how to elegantly apply forces in the physics of chemistry within the infinite balance of inertia and gravity. Is this not Love? Yes.

Are you with me thus far?

I know, I know a little wordy.

[I’ll come straight to the point quite quickly today because I’m running out of daylight. The pre-twighlight is like a golden luke warm bath. Okay, enough poetry for now.]

My point is this without making you choke at the back of your throat on love.

Love, transcends many imperfect ideals to our human condition.

I find that as a working artist woman at the prime of my life that I enjoy my life ever so much more than I ever did without the love of my life; my husband. I know, try not to choke on love.

No, we’re not self-made millionaires, jet-setting and crime solving characters. However, we’re in love and that’s a tremendous feat in this modern age being that we’ve considered divorce. That’s neither here nor there now because the moral of the tale is that love triumphs and we’ve chosen love forever more. Love exists. Love is real. Love is unconditional. Love is steady. Love is. Easy. Love isn’t mean. Love isn’t pushy. Love doesn’t ask you to choose sides. Love isn’t competition or vulgar. Love is. Love.

Now, I’m not writing about the type of ideal love in which women take off their shirts and show off their bare-naked-breasted chests to the world in some proclamation of human love. I’m not talking about illusionary love in which the ego must constantly be stroked or it pouts of its own accord. Not the type of love that becomes so selfish in which it leaves one partner to do all the work while the other gorges on the spirit of its kindness. Not even the type of love that lacks character yet because it is present therefore it must be obliged. Not the type of love in which conditions, attached strings and ultimatums must be mandated. No, not the type of illusion that a Cheshire Cat’s smile projects when you draw near while it’s trying to confuse you before it disappears. Nor the type of illusionary love in which you must obey for the sake of it or it will forsake you.

No, I speak of love. Love. Love. Love. Do you know its form? I speak of any love such as the one in which we grant others the freedom to be their true nature because it’s understood that we’ll be granted such freedoms to be so as we must. What a beautiful ballet even if the ballerinas go backstage to take short puffs on long drags of their cigarettes. (This last sentence doesn’t make any sense. Ha! Funny. I could not translate the intricacies of movement in that moment with logistical terminology; I meant to write poetry with that line. However, I failed you.)

I’m talking about a type of love that is sincere, grateful, just, courteous, kind, thoughtful and well mannered as well as compassionate always for the sake of the other rather than the ego. It’s a declaration that states ‘I’ll love you till the end of our time’. Yes, Indeed.

Are you with me as I write about the most difficult subject matter known to humanity?

Our love is a simple one. Not a love of objects, class and status but rather one based on truth, innovative adventure and Amor of a deeply profound respect after much turmoil and setbacks over the past five years.

Frankly we’re still here and we’re laughing so hard it’s difficult to breathe sometimes. We’ve overcome obstacles unimaginable to you and some that could’ve almost broken us apart; still yet we believed in the other with each breath of life. I believe my husband above all men because he’s never told me a lie in his life. I know love to be imperfect, messy and childlike at times, but I also know it to be fun, courageous and spectacular!

We’re a 21^st century couple like our kitchen. We don’t own a microwave, a juicer or a dishwasher. Life, here on Love Lane is quite quaint and modern. There are no frills. I don’t have doilies draped across the dining room table. No, Sir! This is 21^st century love and it’s modern, without pretention and illusions. I have the freedom to throw on a pair of high heels and an apron over my dress apply red lipstick and make coffee from a French press.

Even though I write publically about us, it’s really not about us. It’s about the existence of love. I believe in love above all human conditions. I believe, because five years ago I would not have expected my life to have changed as unexpectedly as it did when I met the love of my life. I thought I knew love until I met such a man. I married a man that surprises me every day of my life for no other reason than he lives.

Cheers,

Gabriela

P.S. This is what I was inspired to write today after watching Hart to Hart last night for the first time in my life.

October 14, 2011

“Leadership and learning are indispensable to each other.” - John F. Kennedy

“For time and the world do not stand still. Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or the present are certain to miss the future.” - John F. Kennedy

“I am not the Catholic candidate for President. I am the Democratic Party's candidate for President, who happens also to be a Catholic.” - John F. Kennedy

“Let both sides seek to invoke the wonders of science instead of its terrors. Together let us explore the stars, conquer the deserts, eradicate disease, tap the ocean depths, and encourage the arts and commerce.” - John F. Kennedy

Happy Friday!

Aloha.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

P.S. Please don’t think I’m politically dense. I understand all too well why President Barack Obama “must” sign the Three Acts Agreement with South Korea, Columbia and Panama. We all understand political and economical stratagem. However and nonetheless it’s nice to have an ethical curve ball thrown at you from time-to-time to keep humanity on its toes. I’m no political expert, simply one human-voice hoping to create some dialogue where there might not be any. Cheers. I hope you have an amazing weekend.

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(Correction; from an October 14^th, 2011 CNN report “Congress approved the agreement on Wednesday -- along with deals with Panama and Colombia -- on a bipartisan basis.”) Now, it’s up to the President of the United States to either sign the three act agreements or not.

An open letter to The South Korean People;

Welcome to the United States of America El Presidente Lee Myung-bak and First Lady Kim Yoon-ok. Hola.

Hello. I hope you’re all well dear South Korean People. I wish you great health, love, intelligence, generosity, kindness and satisfaction with your daily lives as well as mindfulness for the safety of the North Korean People. I raise a moment of silence for the South Koreans and the North Koreans’ safety. Cheers!

I had this grand speech of a letter thought out to you, but it’s not working out very well because it sounds too contrite and that wouldn’t be very fair to either one of us and our time here together. I thought I knew what I was going to write about and now the words all seem so wrong therefore I’ll plunge into a vast ocean of thoughts and ride-out the tidal waves from here; I’ve got a little literary 1968 retro surfboard and that’s that. No bragging. I’m simply trying to stand-up on a surfboard through a large ocean of logical thoughts, creative design, intellectual innovations and an entire new 21^st century of facts. I’m an adult and that’s ultimately my job as a human to think of ways to creatively inspire continued hope towards humanitarian economical futuristic progress.

I’m a little nervous.

Frankly, because I can be so contrary and also facetious all at once as you've witnessed those aspects of my personality living amongst close quarters with me dear South Koreans. How is any one human able to write about the tremendous aspects in historical movements, modern intellectual constructivism and an innovative future towards enlightenment? I’m not sure. I’d have to think about it while I’m riding-out a tough creative intellectual tidal wave. When the dots do come together for me then I’ll write about the political structure in pictures inside my mind’s eye which I will perceive something’s to be within historical contents, facts, times and dates. Nevertheless, for now I won’t bore you with an academic paper.

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Lovely South Koreans and American People,

Dear South Korean People do you know that the minimum wage as of 2011 by state law in Minnesota is $7.25 an hour? What’s going to happen?

Dear American People did you know that the minimum wage as of 2011 by law in South Korea is $4.00 per hour in American dollars to the South Korean 4, 320 won? What’s going to happen?

Dear South Koreans and Americans since the “Three Acts Agreements” got passed through U.S. Congress on Wednesday October 12^th, 2011 then does that mean that the minimum wages for both South Korea and the United States of America gets increased to $11.25 per hour after four decades of astronomical inflation on the cost of living and no significant rise in wages?

I mean, who gets all the economical benefits from the “Three Acts Agreement”?

The People? The Corporations? The Corporate Governments? The “Three Acts Agreement” lobbyists? Congress and their wives? Wall Street and their wives? Who? Who benefits and how will there be a generous and equal distribution of wealth amongst The Peoples so that their children will have free health care, education and freedoms in that pursuit of happiness?

Did you know that 50 million Americans go without health insurance and that 50 million Americans are on food stamps and also that 50 million Americans are out of work? This is significant in social economical gravitas.

Who will economically benefit from this “Three Acts Agreement”? Frankly, I was disappointed in the numbers. The United Stated is 14.3 trillion in debt. The “Three Acts Agreement” is estimated to gross about 11 billion dollars in exports and support 70,000 jobs on the South Korean deal alone.

Doesn’t the estimated 11 billion seem like a drop in the bucket compare to the 14.3 trillion in the National deficit?

Doesn’t the estimated 70,000 jobs seem like a drop in the bucket compare to the 50 million Americans out of work and without health care?

Is that it?

Well, I was simply expecting more brilliant economics towards one major swoop in the vitality of progress and without human rights’ violations supported by the American government, the American public and our present American President.

This economics’ plan of the “Three Acts Agreement” seems to be saying, “ ‘Go ahead sell the American and the South Korean Peoples’ future for a hand full of silver. Go ahead they won’t object they’re so desperate for blood money they’ll do anything to get it’ ”. Please, no. Dear South Koreans and Americans ---The People of both nations understand the many obstacles we must overcome in political, economical and socio-cultural oppression in structure.

What about the 2 trillion that the Federal Reserve is hoarding for a rainy day? What about that type of greed? Must the Americans make fools of themselves and allow for our humanities and our ethics to be devoured, devalued and stripped from our constitutional rights and our international human rights violations’ objections? What about the South Korean People? This must seem offensive in economical terms to you as well, no? Yes.

If this is truly a global economy, then why is it being estimated at such a cheap value?

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Dear South Korean Folks do you know that over 700 American peaceful demonstrators from all creeds, heritages, income brackets, class distinction, religious sectors and bloodlines have been arrested across the United States of America in the past month? What happened?

Dear American Folks what happened to the 1,000 South Korean conscientious objectors of Christian Jehovah Witness religious orientation who were arrested for resisting military service as well as the August 30^th, 2011 ruling from the Constitutional Court of Korea that deemed such military conscientious objectors guilty and sentenced to prison? What happened?

Dear South Korean Citizens according to a published article dated on September 28^th, 2011 of The New York Times states that an immigration law has gone into effect in the state of Alabama U.S.A. for “ ‘local law enforcement officials to try to verify a person’s immigration status during routine traffic stops or arrests.” What’s happening?

Dear American Citizens according to Amnesty International South Korean “ ‘Migrant workers in the country are exposed to abusive work conditions including discrimination, verbal and physical abuse.’ ” What’s happening?

Dear South Korean Folks did you know that only 61% of Americans supported capital punishment and that it’s the lowest it’s been in 39 years yet as an American Nation we witnessed 114 death sentences within the year 2010?

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Dear South Koreans, the “Three Acts Agreement” seems archaic and dusty.

Really? South Koreans did no master mind or think tank did come up with an alternative, a more modern and present economical agreement far more ethically humanitarian, economically just and long term minded than this one South Korean deal? That’s difficult to believe.

I’m not shocked.

I’m not impressed.

South Koreans, with all due respect --perhaps, you don’t seem to understand the gravitas behind anti human rights violations and global economical slavery.

South Koreans, with all due respect to you, of course. I don’t seem to understand if you truly believe and see fit the rather archaic economical plans of former President George W. Bush from 2006 come to be.

South Koreans, there must be something in that act agreement that illuminates the same shared foreign economical ideologies from that of President Barack Obama to those of former president George W. Bush?

South Koreans, if you were about to sign this acts agreement then it leads me to believe that America and South Korea both believe and stand for global slavery.

There really is no two ways about it is there?

Either we stand for humanitarian global laws as a country or we don’t.

So which is it?

As an American Nation do we stand for or against global economic slavery?

It’s up to President Barack Obama now and that decision will either dictate much of his foreign policies going into the next presidential elections. Tough decisions to be made by one man and those decisions will either make him or he’ll become ink amongst the pages of history after one term. It’s a fine balancing act, isn’t it?

Sincerely and with best regards towards your well being.

Gabriela

October 13, 2011

“Domestic policy can only defeat us; foreign policy can kill us.” - John F. Kennedy

“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.” - John F. Kennedy

“Do not pray for easy lives. Pray to be stronger men.” - John F. Kennedy

Happy Thursday!

I hope you’re all doing wonderfully, beautifully and strong.

I had a doctor’s appointment this morning. I’m not writing about it for any other reason than it’s a personal challenge to overcome my fears about doctors and medical facilities.

I know, I know. I sound like I’m from the middle ages.

I know. I won’t get too personal on you about my appointment but going to the doctor’s without having a heart attack about it is a huge deal for me. It’s like overcoming a major obstacle.

On Monday I have an ultra sound scheduled for the morning. No, we’re not pregnant. So, hopefully after Monday’s ultra sound we’ll find out why I have daily severe abdominal pain. With that said I’m about to go and take pain killers so that I won’t want to scream out for mercy to the Gods. Funny, I thought adult life would be different; fluffy, like the intro of Heidi on a cloud. My Dada always said to me, “Try not to judge, you never know what others are going through.”

No, no crying. No screaming. No loud indoor voice. No swearing like I had turrets. No palm sweating and no anything at the doctor’s office this morning.

I was a mature adult role model at the doctor’s office and I didn’t even get a lollypop. I’m so proud of myself. My greatest anxiety and discomfort is going to the doctor’s but that comes with the territory of not having gone to a doctor’s for about the first ten years of life or so. It’s the smell… (Another blog for another day).

I’m still in pajamas and probably should… nothing.

I’m wishing you excellent health, love, compassion, mindfulness, and kindness.

Much kindness.

Gabriela

P.S. Nothing. Cheers. Oh, yeah.

*) Academically I’m trying to write a “Declaration of Independence”. However, I’m told that we don’t need independence from machines right now. So, since we don’t need an independence from machines, there’s no need to write a declaration not even for academic purposes.

However, I have ideas about what The People might need independence from a corrupt political and economical structure that oppresses them. Didn’t Thomas Jefferson write the Declaration of Independence to replace our entire American government from time to time when the government became too corrupt, greedy and anti The People? What a beautiful document. What would I know? I’m a first generation immigrant.

P.S.S. Why can’t the U.S.A. congress come up with a jobs bill? I’m working on a jobs bill and I’m only one person. Nevertheless, there’s only one of me and I work slowly, plus I’m no genius I have to look up every other word.

Doesn’t the U.S.A. congress realize there’s billions of dollars to be made from an entire green-industry out there? Wow. It’s a new century.

Is it Nazism to do business with governments that enforce human torture, starvation and that which takes away the free speech of its citizens by incarcerating them for twenty years?

“The Three Acts Agreement” must be vetoed by our American President. Period. The American people can and will come up with other ideas as to how to do peaceful, mature and non-dehumanizing business.

It’s a new century - keep up.

How can you even feel good about yourself wearing clothing that were made in global sweatshops? Subconsciously, you must feel like dirt. Think about it - a modern economical female slave sewed your Ivy League shirt just you can buy cheap clothes while her children starve even if she were to work 16 to 18 hour days with few bathroom breaks. Imagine. What kind of academics are you, anyway?

Is the U.S.A. really going to be part of economic slavery in this new century? Why? America already has African American slavery blood history on our hands. Isn’t that enough?

As one descendant of late 1600’s, 1700-1800’s sea captains who netted vast amounts of fish for an entire nation; I understand wildlife blood money and there’s no money left anyway so what was the point? Blood money never quite leaves your history but that’s not my money. Neither have I had to kill for money nor will I kill others in contemporary business terms for money. A coat of arms won’t put food to my table so some histories are best left in the past and never to be repeated.

Imagine being the descendants of African American slave owners? Nuts! Are American children going to be the descendants of economic slavery in this new century? Will they carry that in the tapestry of their history forever more? I hope not.

Is modern corporate economic idealism, Nazism?

Aloha, South Korea, Panama and Columbia. I’ve lived amongst and love many of your people; aloha.

It makes my stomach queasy just thinking about free trade with any of these three countries, not because I’m mean but because I thought America stood against human rights violations. I thought we stood for something real like no torture, kidnapping and violence.

Anyway, America will learn.

I didn’t think we were that desperate for blood money that we can’t generate better economical ideas than this “Three Act Agreement”. That was the brain child of former president George W. Bush in 2006. Well, that doesn’t say much does it?

If America passes the “Three Act Agreement” then the American corporations and businesses will end up with blood money on their American hands either way you look at it and it’s serious. Are we murderers? Is American business a slave master? (?)

I hope not.

It’s looking scarier and scarier for the future of unborn Americans.

Why would we do business with South Korea? Why? Don’t tell me that you don’t know about South Korea’s conscientious objectors having been jailed or under house arrest for the past twenty years? Don’t tell me that you don’t know about that if you’re a government official.

Is the American government really going to overlook human rights violations?

I boycott South Korean, Cambodian, Chinese, Indian, Mexican, Colombian and Panama’s products because if those were my children suffering and family members jailed and tortured I would only hope to God(s) that the American people would have a little bit of mercy for that type of situation. Please have mercy. Please, don’t rush into act agreements that will bring shame to our history, moral cloth and ethics. Please, no. Please. Mercy. Please. Please. Mercy.

October 12, 2011

“There are risks and costs to action. But they are far less than the long range risks of comfortable inaction.” - John F. Kennedy

Things do not happen. Things are made to happen. - John F. Kennedy

Those who dare to fail miserably can achieve greatly. - John F. Kennedy

Happy Wednesday!

Aloha.

(I could beat around the bush about this but I won’t.)

Made in the USA! Made in the USA! Made in the USA!

“Made in the U.S.A.” means that in-the manufacturing, industry and trade of our National products that our citizens will not have their human rights violated. Period. Moving on. Next.

I look for the label “Made in the U.S.A.” every time I step out the door to go shopping. I’m that type of a lady (a grown woman). We live in an age of “do your own research”. Otherwise, well, we already know what happens, don’t we? It’s hip to do your own research, don’t you know?

When I come across the label “Made in the U.S.A.” I get consumed with an overwhelming emotion of nationalistic-capitalist pride. (No, not greed and contempt against others rather reverence for a healthy global economy.) Yep, I wrote, “pride”. That’s right.

I understand that when I buy “Made in the U.S.A.” products that consumer health reports and standards have been approved by a safety committee which ensures nationalistic precautions (Correction; from “percussions” to “precautions”; big difference) against any toxic chemicals, hazardous waste and materials as well as the restraint of any other contaminants for the well being of all citizens. Done.

I understand that “Made in the U.S.A.” means a product will guarantee warranty to be something of worth anyone’s currency and their while.

I know that “Made in the U.S.A.” means there won’t be any BPA in my plastics (correction from “aluminum” to “plastics”) manufactured and shipped from China.

“Made in the U.S.A.” means that baby food, candy and dog food are at least inspected and that you won’t get sick from them as those shipped from China.

I know that “Made in the U.S.A.” means that some Tibetan human around the globe isn’t having their human rights violated by a Chinese government. Period. “Free Tibet! Free Tibet! Free Tibet!”

According to Amnesty International’s Website:

South Korea; Migrant workers in the country are exposed to abusive work conditions including discrimination, verbal and physical abuse. South Korea has also been asked to immediately release all conscientious objectors and introduce alternatives to military service.

When you call customer service or tech support how often do you end up talking to someone in another country who can barely speak English or has such a thick accent that you can’t understand them such as those of India’s specialists. “Made in the U.S.A.” means that you can communicate with someone who won’t frustrate you and keep you back from advancing on your daily responsibilities but rather will walk you through and help you with that which requires to be done to get to the next level in advancement; No, not as in competition; big difference (as in innovation).

That’s right.

This is a poem.

[A DADA poem! I have so much freedom in layout structure that I must be imaginatively constructive like any well written poem most often is just that; well laid out to make sense of something so unequivocally historical.]

I can say whatever I want because this is “Made in the U.S.A.”

This is not the 15^th century Chinese Ming Dynasty or Maoism for that matter; this is the dawn of new enlightenment and innovation. We’ve rolled-up our sleeves and we’re thinking of economical solutions as quickly as they come to us because we want to honor the Maya’s ‘new dawn of enlightenment and innovation’ in the next 5,000 years to come. Get over the Renaissance Period; it was cold, dirty and dark or very hot and people were truly smelly!

I know that “Made in the U.S.A.” doesn’t mean that children are working in mines for one dollar a day in Cambodia. Ah, Cambodia. Our dear darling sister, when will you stop hurting your own? When?

I know that “Made in the U.S.A.” was not manufactured in some Northern Mexican town where the citizens were and are terrorized by drug lords; the Mexican people have lost over 35,000 of their sons and daughters to this drug war from December 2006 through 2010 and into today. Right now.

I was academically taught that 35,000 Jews were killed and murdered during the Holocaust.

Imagine. That’s a Holocaust the Mexican people have witnessed and lived to endure for the last five years. I’ll consider this time period the “Great Mexican Holocaust of the new Century”. Also - imagine, the Mexicans are leaving the United States in droves and Mexican immigration is down to zero at this time in our history between Mexico and the United States. What will that mean for American citizens?

Why did the Minnesotans’ jobs get outsourced to Mexico?

Oh, that’s right so that the corporations, organizations and institutions of these manufacturing imports and exports could grant themselves big fat bonuses while middle class and working poor Minnesotans lost their homes to foreclosures.

The Americans’ story doesn’t end there.

Our American government won’t put regulations on the banking system. When the American government handed out bail outs to our banking system ---there, too, bonuses were handed out and the average consumer now not only pays exorbitant percentages on loans but we must also wipe the asses of bankers and pay debit card fees. No, I didn’t write “credit card fees” rather I wrote “debit card fees”. Wait, what? Absurd, right? Right. Talk about adding insult to the injury.

Debit card fees come from money already in the bank (already earned from our incomes and savings); money which is neither a bank loan nor have I gone in for a bank loan in the past nine years. For those of us who don’t own credit cards; why must we pay fees to use our money that already belongs to us? Why do we get punished? Can you say, “highway robbery”? “Highway robbery.”

What do I get with every debit fee and airline surcharge? A free pair of pantyhose? Will a lollypop and a new pair of flip flops come vending out of the cash machines?

“You don’t get something for nothing.” If we have to pay extra surcharges to airlines on items such as pillows and blankets then do we get to keep them? Where is the exchange? We pay for what? Nothing. Just because you’ve ruined your industries through executive mismanagement it doesn’t grant you the power to burden The People with your business affairs, conduct and ethics or lack thereof. That’s not The Peoples’ problem frankly it’s your own so fix it. Please.

Oh, I see. The People are paying for your executive mistakes. I don’t think so! Just because banks can and do get away with stealing ‘from the mouths of babes’ it doesn’t make it right in this time of war, especially at this time in history when our American soldiers forfeit their freedoms and rights to life in the exchange to help structure other countries that don’t want to necessarily be ruled under a Republic system of government, per say.

American Government, this is not the Ragan administration; this is more like George Orwell’s 1984 nightmare novel. Please, government, please place regulations on the banking industry or the people will continue to suffer drastically, specifically the middle class and the working poor now that the Mexicans have all gone home to bury their dead.

It cannot do.

It won’t do.

It’s not good enough.

I write with the breath and spirit of poetry. I write to you because I believe in life and a pursuit of happiness for all.

These are truths to be known as historical events have unfolded.

The fact of the matter is that Americans lost their jobs to third world countries a decade ago; India, China and Mexico. The Americans stopped exporting manufacturing, industry and product services. Only to have those very same foreign exports be imported back into the U.S.A. so that these poorly made foreign products and services would end up at my neighbors’ tables and possibly kill them or their dogs through imported Chinese dog food.

What gives? Why do you hate the American people so much? What have they ever done to you, personally? No wonder our lovely youth, middle class and working poor are peacefully demonstrating right now in this era as they “Occupy Wall Street”. Wow!

"Made in the U.S.A." still stands for a body of citizens willing to uphold to a high standard in excellence, intelligence and mindfulness in manufacturing, industry and imports and exports. There isn’t any excuse. None, whatsoever that Americans lost their jobs to third world nations a decade ago but also we lost our homes to our American banks through foreclosures which has left the Americans homeless and starving.

Don’t you get it yet?

“Made in the U.S.A” is powerful.

“Made in the U.S.A.” means products made without slavery.

Although the minimum wage requires to be raised considering most workers were making around five dollars an hour in 1968; 40 years later the minimum wage is up to seven some dollars an hour. What happened to the cost of living? Can we match the inflation because that seems to be killing the American dream?

Do you wonder why I swear so much in my writings? I don’t. Americans are frustrated, exhausted and hopeful. The Americans I see and know are people who’ll never give up coming up with innovative solutions. These Americans are individuals who make a difference in the contribution of science and art.

Please call or write your local legislator and have your local representatives vote against the “Three U.S. trade agreements” of 2006 former President George Bush’s trade pacts with Panama, Colombia and South Korea because all three countries have some serious human rights violations. Thank you.

If others suffer across the globe then so will their work which will end up on the Americans’ tables, in our homes and in our mouths.

Thank you.

Gabriela

P.S. Cheers!

October 11, 2011

“Conformity is the jailer of freedom and the enemy of growth.” - John F. Kennedy

Happy Tuesday!

Aloha.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

Let’s get to it.

So that I may put your minds at rest and no one starts throwing rocks at our flat.

I love Yoga because I hate Yoga.

I don’t love Yoga for the same reasons as most of you seem to “LOVE” Yoga.

I do love the many posses, exercises, breathing and euphoric sexual arousal in mental and visual stimulation but just like too much of a good thing Yoga can become an artificial and superficial tool to stimulate your sexual parts rather than your entire being-soul-spirit and body to a place of enlightenment.

I don’t just want to get off on the shit like a heroin junkie. I want something more meaningful and a deeper understanding of the Universes than mental public masturbation. Got it! Otherwise, doing Yoga with a whole bunch of horny people in a room is like sitting through a heroin junkie’s fix. As the sober one I feel misguided and empty at the high-level of arousal that frankly makes me a little sick in a room full of needles. I don’t want to be your vein. Simple as that.

However, let it be known that I’m quite stern about the fact that Yoga is not a religion or spirituality (I don’t pray to the Gods when I do Yoga: No, Sir! No, thank you!) Nor is Yoga a God(s).

Yoga is a series of exercises to get the mind to flow evenly, balanced and with calmness. If you make Yoga into a God(s), then you lie.

Don’t lie to me. I’m tired of lies. [Like being invited to several friends’ homes; friends of 10-15 years and having them beg you for money for their “new age” enterprises. What a lie! What a new age lie to beg your friends for money in the name of “new age” medicine. What charlatans! I’m appalled.]

That’s why I research each and every day. You can try to lie to me and the whole bloody lot but I refuse to lie to myself. Yoga is not centuries old and that’s a fact. Get over it. I had to. A fact is a fact. Welcome to a new century where a fact is just that.

The fact of the matter is that it’s been proven that Yoga was invented for Westerners in the 1950-60’s. I know how uncomfortable this must be for you to come face-to-face with the truth like a blunt instrument instead of another lie about how “exhilarating” Yoga is. I know. Right? Right. Period. We’re not even going to debate the history of Yoga because it’s a fact and if you want to debate it then you lie, alone, because I refuse to lie along with you.

I get it. Yoga has become an enterprise just like everything else “sacred” in America. Bundle it up, package it and sell it to any consumer willing to buy into Frankenstein spirituality and malarkey.

I get it that thousands of peoples’ bread and butter depend on the institution of keeping Yoga alive or they won’t eat. Simple as that.

Aside from that, Yoga is known as the “orgasm” drug. I don’t wonder why most people who take-up Yoga look like they’ve just fucked everyone in the room - it’s like a masturbation session except it’s publically acceptable. What is there not to love about watching men with erections and women salivating at the thought of orgasms? (I’m being facetious you know that, right?) Really. It’s like “Sex and the City” except that it’s happening in your local and friendly neighborhood near you. Cuming soon. As an attraction.

Who doesn’t love sex? I just don’t want to deal with other peoples’ high strung sexual energies oozing out of their pants while in public. At the end of a Yoga session I don’t want to feel like I’ve been fucked by 15 different people. I don’t want to be a piece of meat for you. I refuse to become a piece of meat to be devoured.

I love that Yoga keeps people fit.

I love that Yoga is something that can be mastered at your own time and rate.

I love that Yoga is a series of physical and mental exercises (nothing more and nothing less).

I love that people get sexually off on Yoga, just not at my expense.

I love that Yoga has become an enterprise for people to put bread and butter on their table, but it’s really no different than an exercise-coach or a personal fitness trainer.

I hate that Yoga is a poser movement.

I hate that people pretend to be more enlightened than others when it’s simply mental chemical changes in the brain that creates higher levels of horniness. Call it what you will - a sexual stimulant - the Babylonians will really buy into that - they always do.

I hate that people lie about the fact that Yoga HAS NOT been around for centuries.

I hate that people must consider themselves somewhat “special” through their “enlightenment” yet its moisture in their pants.

I hate that Yoga as an exercise is rectified to the praying of idols.

I hate that non-critical thinking humans fall into Yoga without a question in the World.

I hate that Yoga has become a religion, because it makes me disgusted by the non-critical thinking ability of others.

Yoga is and always will be a rather stimulating exercise for me and I’m grateful that I learned Yoga early on in my teens as an exercise to calm hyperactivity; to breathe and to sit with my restlessness.

Imagine, if you added spirituality or made-up things to define your worldview to spiritual shot-put, wrestling and football? Imagine if you created a religion out of a hotdog eating contest? The Texans would most likely take out their concealed weapons and square off a few rounds at your feet to get you dancing. “Wake-up!” They’d say. “Wake up! You’re dreaming!”

I love Yoga because I hate the lie it’s become.

So, the more I hate the lie the more I love the exercise of the sport for no other reason that the lie feeds the Yoga-fiend to stay alive.

How can you have respect for a lie? You can’t. But since many of you are in on this lie, then we’ll just have to make it nationalistically acceptable just like the Nationalistic lie about Columbus. Ok? Okay.

Ciao.

Gabriela

Corrections:

*) (Correction on yesterday’s blog: from a “lottery ticket” to a “calling card” gimmick on selling you on calling “Grandmother” rather than raffling off grandma.) Either way we laughed so hard we were rolling on the kitchen floor! Oh, it was funny! All too funny!

*) (Correction; from the usage of the word “restitution” to “retribution”. I get these two words confused.) I don’t want your money I want philosophical justice if there is such a thing.

October 10, 2011

“A nation which has forgotten the quality of courage which in the past has been brought to public life is not as likely to insist upon or regard that quality in its chosen leaders today - and in fact we have forgotten.” - John F. Kennedy

Happy Monday!

*) Psychology Today: Excerpt

The Agony of Victory and the Defeat of Healthy Communication

Is anger allowed in your family?

Published on October 9, 2011 by Signe Whitson, L.S.W. in Passive Aggressive Diaries

2. Consult the Mirror on the Wall

Passive aggressive persons master concealing their anger, and are expert at getting unsuspecting others to act it out in one of two ways. Many respond with an outburst of anger and frustration-yelling, finger wagging, threatening punishment-then feel guilty and embarrassed for having lost control.

Others keep the tension low, but turn up the heat on the simmering conflict by mirroring the passive aggression.

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By Gail Saltz Contributor

TODAY

Updated 1/31/2004 2:58:35 PM ET2004-01-31T19:58:35

“Everybody lies. It may only be “white” lies, but everyone tells lies or “omits the truth” sometimes. We start lying at around age 4 to 5 when children gain an awareness of the use and power of language.”

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Reading about the psychology of lying: University of Massachusetts - Research on Lying: The average adult will lie about every ten minutes one to three lies in that time frame. Ah, the “Statue of three lies”.

(Other psychological research; everybody lies. Everybody lies every ten minutes. The count of lying exponentially increases with extroverts rather than those more introverted in personality traits and characteristics. This is human psychology having nothing to do with creed, color, race, heritage, class, bloodline, or any prejudice. I’ll look at the research again, just to make sure; yes, there will most likely be corrections. Sigh.)

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Happy Monday!

Well, if I must; Happy Columbus Day.

(That’s quite the Nationalistic acceptable lie, isn’t it? No? Yes.)

Aloha!!!

Happy New Yom Kippur!

New beginnings, mishaps are forgiven and breathing is resumed in the “book of life”.

Side Thought: We laughed so hard! I thought milk was going to spill from my nose. “Grandmothers” are being raffled off! Ha! Ha! Ha! If you buy a lottery ticket then you can raffle off “Grandmother”. What a great laugh. We’ve started the era of enlightenment with a bang! Here we go! (Correction: from a lottery ticket to a calling card gimmick.) Either way we laughed hard!

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Questions:

Are humans emotionally intelligent and genuinely capable of becoming more compassionate and communicative in the same ways and tactics such as those of ants, genius-humans or protein substance? Human-Cows? Cows are nice, aren’t they? Seriously, they’re quite a docile animal, no? Yes.

Can humans be simply considered cows; are we here to provide, cheese, fat milk and meat? (I know far too simplistic, right? Right.)

In other words. (I’m so Indiana about the way I write.)

The question is this: Are humans food for worms or are we compassionate and emotionally intelligent enough to survive the next 5,000 years? Of course. However, how do humans go beyond survival and begin to thrive amongst billions of inhabitants?

We’ve lived through the age of the “rat race” and that didn’t work out too well. I don’t think. Health wise.

What kind of an existence does humanity desire to aspire to in the next 5,000 years?

Will humans do away with all currency and begin to trade with something far more valuable than existing currency?

Will our intellectuality and creativity begin a new trade?

How will humans change the globe from chaos into trading and safe functions of intellectual and creative sanctuaries and more direct communication?

What will make humans healthier than they are today?

Will technology free us to be more innovative, thoughtful and compassionate?

Are humans truly going to rush through the next 5,000 years and create more wars, oppression, corruption and disturbance in an intellectual creative process towards progress?

Will humans present facts and advance the globe or personal perspective and maintain a status quo on personal thought?

Will humans go beyond telling lies and begin creating sanctuaries in the name of intellectual nurturance, social acceptance and directness in communication?

Will humans accomplish what we’re meant to do; feed and shelter an entire globe; balance an economical disparity and provide free healthcare and education for all?

I know, I know. A girl can dream can’t she?

Sincerely,

Gabriela

Thoughts:

P.S. Anyway, I’ve been saying a Mantra for the past 30 minutes. I’m working through my physical pain today as well as I can, by breathing, sitting still and visualization. I have a doctor’s check-up on Thursday and we’ll just see how much women’s health has progressed in the past two years. The physical pain can no longer be controlled so now I’ve gone quiet rather than angry. Even though I’ve been told I’m optimistic for a pessimist and happy for someone who swears too much in her writings. Ha! Funny! I must grow up, mature and become a woman about going to the doctors or my quality of life will go down exponentially. I never thought adult life would be like this. I thought… My life has resumed to a tremendous quiet and I’m quite happy. Thank you, Gods.

P.S.S. We’re saying prayers for those around the globe. I try not to hold my breath for the Middle East. I’m breathing calmly and maturely for those brothers and sisters of the Middle East. And for our youth and middle class workers occupying Wall Street and other parts of this great Nation as Americans peacefully demonstrate against economic disparity, injustice and prejudice.

Wow! What amazing people to have so much courage. I tried to get to a Minneapolis peaceful demonstration last Friday but I was not about to place myself in the middle of a group dynamic with so much abdominal pain. It just wasn’t going to happen. I would’ve been the irritated kid in the group so I left it up to better people than me to peacefully demonstrate on our streets. Thank you!

Side Note: [I love tuning into mierda Television for about ten minutes each day.

Are you kitting me?

Who doesn’t?

You don’t have to work at thinking on how to better the Universes when you watch stupid Television. Too abstract for you, well then sit with it and think about it. Mull it over; here’s a guayava to suck out its juices while you contemplate life.]

*) Last week on Thursday or Friday I tuned into a major broadcast network and a young woman in contemporary business attire read the news in a patronizing and condescending tone about the Wall Street peaceful demonstrators.

Immediately, she lost all credibility with her snootiness.

Was she a reporter or a snob?

I wanted to write her a letter saying, ‘Aloha, look, you can make as much fun of the American peaceful demonstrators as you like but not on primetime Television because these are the daughters and sons of the Americans. If anything goes wrong out there on those streets, then we’ll have to view the dangers of our youth putting themselves in a situation that could potentially become dangerous and if not then deadly even in the name of Rights / God(s) / Jobs while people gather.’

I know, I know. I’m silly, but I have these little thoughts - like; I’d be concerned for my daughter or son to be out there on the streets of New York City amongst strangers demonstrating and frankly in any crowd anything can go very wrong very quickly. I didn’t grow up peacefully demonstrating and I have yet to peacefully demonstrate before I turn 35 as well as wear a miniskirt by my 35th birthday; otherwise; I’m told I’ll be too old after that.

*) One more silly thought; I’ve been having unruly hair for the last five months. It’s driven me nutty. I switched to an all vegan product, but no go. I’ll try another vegan product to compare and contrast. I was told by a hair specialist that vegan products don’t have as long a lasting shelf life because there are no preservatives. I’ll keep looking in the New Year to come. I want to buy vegan products so that I can at least support that aspect of the economy.

*) I’m writing a paper / an essay about the potential economical structure of the future in the green industry. Well, since I’ve got time on my hands now; I’ve been thinking about writing a futuristic Declaration of Independence; I know, I know how silly of me to waste my time on such matters.

No, seriously, I think about the future of humans in the next 5,000 years and well, humans will require to have laws in place for example in the co-existence with intelligent machines. We haven’t done very well with the laws of human co-existence. Imagine intelligent machines and human co-existence. We could get our butts licked in some serious ways. Although, I think machines may be more fair and just than humans in the long run. I know, I know a little too science fiction for you. I love it!

Corrections:

*) Correction; I wrote that an 85 year old man had frequented Loring Park restrooms on a Sunday morning of summer 2011; Correction; 70 year old man, rather. Correction again, 70 year old man.

*) Correction; I wrote a Haiku sometime summer 2011; as a joke, I wrote; something like “if an alien knocks on your door then invite them in for a cup of coffee.” I don’t mean to be too, urban, rather I can’t believe that I’d let any human through my door much less a four foot green alien if they were to knock on my door. Just saying, I wrote the Haiku as a broma, a joke, and a chiste. Okay. Now, the subject matter about aliens, (another blog for another day).

Source from Wikipedia

Big Lie

A lie which attempts to trick the victim into believing something major which will likely be contradicted by some information the victim already possesses, or by their common sense. When the lie is of sufficient magnitude it may succeed due to the victim's reluctance to believe that an untruth on such a grand scale would indeed be fabricated.

Bluffing

To bluff is to pretend to have a capability or intention one does not actually possess. Bluffing is an act of deception that is rarely seen as immoral when it takes place in the context of a game where this kind of deception is consented to in advance by the players. For instance, a gambler who deceives other players into thinking he has different cards to those he really holds, or an athlete who hints he will move left and then dodges right is not considered to be lying (also known as a feint or juke). In these situations, deception is acceptable and is commonly expected as a tactic.

Barefaced Lie

A barefaced (or bald-faced) lie is one that is obviously a lie to those hearing it. The phrase comes from 17th-century British usage referring to those without facial hair as being seen as particularly forthright and outwardly honest, and therefore more likely to get away with telling a significant lie. A variation that has been in use almost as long is bold-faced lie, referring to a lie told with a straight and confident face (hence "bold-faced"), usually with the corresponding tone of voice and emphatic body language of one confidently speaking the truth. Bold-faced lie can also refer to misleading or inaccurate newspaper headlines, but this usage appears to be a more recent appropriation of the term.

Butler Lie

A term coined by researchers at Cornell University that describes small/innate lies which are usually sent electronically, and are used to terminate conversations. For example sending an SMS to someone reading "I have to go, the waiter is here" when you are not at a restaurant is an example of a butler lie.

Contextual Lie

One can state part of the truth out of context, knowing that without complete information, it gives a false impression. Likewise, one can actually state accurate facts, yet deceive with them. To say "Yeah, that's right, I ate all the white chocolate, by myself," utilizing a sarcastic, offended tone, may cause the listener to assume the speaker did not mean what he said, when in fact he did.

Economy with the Truth

Economy with the truth is popularly used as a euphemism for deceit, whether by volunteering false information (i.e., lying) or by deliberately holding back relevant facts. More literally, it describes a careful use of facts so as not to reveal too much information, as in speaking carefully.

Emergency Lie

An emergency lie is a strategic lie told when the truth may not be told because, for example, harm to a third party would result. For example, a neighbor might lie to an enraged wife about the whereabouts of her unfaithful husband, because said wife might reasonably be expected to inflict physical injury should she encounter her husband in person. Alternatively, an emergency lie could denote a (temporary) lie told to a second person because of the presence of a third.

Exaggeration

An exaggeration (or hyperbole) occurs when the most fundamental aspects of a statement are true, but only to a certain degree. It is also seen as "stretching the truth" or making something appear more powerful, meaningful, or real than it actually is.

Fabrication

A fabrication is a lie told when someone submits a statement as truth, without knowing for certain whether or not it actually is true. Although the statement may be possible or plausible, it is not based on fact. Rather, it is something made up, or it is a misrepresentation of the truth. Examples of fabrication: A person giving directions to a tourist when the person doesn't actually know the directions. Often propaganda is fabrication.

Jocose Lie

Jocose (cf. jocular) lies are lies meant in jest, intended to be understood as such by all present parties. Teasing and irony are examples. A more elaborate instance is seen in some storytelling traditions, where the humor comes from the storyteller's insistence that the story is the absolute truth, despite all evidence to the contrary (i.e., tall tale). There is debate about whether these are "real" lies, and different philosophers hold different views (see below).

The Crick Crack Club in London organize a yearly "Grand Lying Contest" with the winner being awarded the coveted "Hodja Cup" (named for the Mulla Nasreddin: "The truth is something I have never spoken."). The winner in 2010 was Hugh Lupton.

Lie-to-children

A lie-to-children is a lie, often a platitude, which may use euphemism(s), which is told to make an adult subject acceptable to children. Common examples include "The stork brought you" (in reference to childbirth) and the existence of Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny.

Lying by obsolete signage

Examples are the continued use of old stationery that has printed information such as a previous telephone number, or advertising that remains painted on a wall after an enterprise has ceased business.

Lying by omission

One lies by omission when omitting an important fact, deliberately leaving another person with a misconception. Lying by omission includes failures to correct pre-existing misconceptions. Also known as a continuing misrepresentation. An example is when the seller of a car declares it has been serviced regularly but does not tell that a fault was reported at the last service.

Lying by trade

The seller of a product or service may advertise untrue facts about the product or service in order to gain sales, especially by competitive advantage. Many countries have enacted consumer protection laws intended to combat such fraud. An example is the Illinois Consumer Fraud and Deceptive Business Practices Act that holds a seller liable for omission of any material fact that the buyer relies upon.

Lying through your teeth

When one lies face-to-face with the intended recipient. This also may be an expression describing the act of lying with a smile or other patronizing tone or body language.

Misleading / dissembling

A misleading statement is one where there is no outright lie, but still retains the purpose of getting someone to believe in an untruth. "Dissembling" likewise describes the presentation of facts in a way that is literally true, but intentionally misleading.

Noble lie

A noble lie is one that would normally cause discord if uncovered, but offers some benefit to the liar and assists in an orderly society, therefore, potentially beneficial to others. It is often told to maintain law, order and safety.

Perjury

Perjury is the act of lying or making verifiably false statements on a material matter under oath or affirmation in a court of law, or in any of various sworn statements in writing. Perjury is a crime, because the witness has sworn to tell the truth and, for the credibility of the court to remain intact, witness testimony must be relied on as truthful.

Puffery

Puffery is an exaggerated claim typically found in advertising and publicity announcements, such as "the highest quality at the lowest price," or "always votes in the best interest of all the people." Such statements are unlikely to be true - but cannot be proven false and so do not violate trade laws, especially as the consumer is expected to be able to tell that it is not the absolute truth.

The View from Nowhere

The View From Nowhere refers to journalism & analysis that disinform the audience by creating the impression that opposing parties to an issue have equal correctness & validity, even when the truth of their claims are mutually exclusive.

White Lie

White lies are minor lies which could be considered to be harmless, or even beneficial, in the long term. White lies are also considered to be used for greater good. A common version of a white lie is to tell only part of the truth, therefore not be suspected of lying, yet also conceal something else, in order to avoid awkward questions.

October 7, 2011

Happy Friday!

The 10 Commandments - God's Revelation in the Old Testament

The 10 Commandments are found in the Bible's Old Testament at Exodus, Chapter 20. They were given directly by God to the people of Israel at Mount Sinai after He had delivered them from slavery in Egypt:

"And God spoke all these words, saying: 'I am the LORD your God…

ONE: 'You shall have no other gods before Me.'

TWO: 'You shall not make for yourself a carved image--any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth.'

THREE: 'You shall not take the name of the LORD your God in vain.'

FOUR: 'Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy.'

FIVE: 'Honor your father and your mother.'

SIX: 'You shall not murder.'

SEVEN: 'You shall not commit adultery.'

EIGHT: 'You shall not steal.'

NINE: 'You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.'

TEN: 'You shall not covet your neighbor's house; you shall not covet your neighbor's wife, nor his male servant, nor his female servant, nor his ox, nor his donkey, nor anything that is your neighbor's.

October 6, 2011

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