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The American Dream

There’s a scene in the film, “Dave,” where the President, I mean the guy pretending to be the President, whose name is “Dave (played by Kevin Kline but Costner would have been better),” asks the real Vice President (played by Ben Kingsley) how he got started. He says to Dave:

Vice-President Nance

Vice-President Nance

“I was a shoe salesman. Not very happy about it. One day, my wife says to me, “why don’t you try running for office? You know, you talk about it all the time. Why don’t you just go do it?”

For at least three years, probably more, I have been talking about the great American Dream for myself, that is, to be my own boss and run my own business. And now that the proper opportunity has come along, I panicked and thought that I should do something else, anything else, until my wonderful wife reminded me that if I don’t take this chance, it may never come along again. Then I’ll spend the rest of my life wondering what might have been and whether or not I should have taken a chance and given it a shot. Read the rest of this entry

My Books -vs- My Office

KT-slate-03-lg-v2._V370656498_So the house is a mess as I started building my Home Office/Studio late yesterday. I have rearranged my various homes and apartments numerous times in my life, but this time it’s proving to be a challenge. With a four year old who is NOT at all happy with change, and with the idea that the other half of the space will now be his “bedroom,” to my knees and fifty-one year old back not remembering why I started getting rid of so many books a few years back, and it was not just because of the invention of the Kindle! By the by, the Kindle has now been declared bad. By bad, I mean that the Main Stream Media has decided that the device is both “uncool” and environmentally unfriendly. I’m serious. You can READ IT HERE Read the rest of this entry

Unemployment Begins

So it’s been a week since I quit my job as a Talk Radio Show Host. There were reasons why I quit that would be pretty obvious to anybody who has ever worked at a creative enterprise managed by disconnected and micro-management folks. Needless to say, it’s been an odd week, with moments of great stress and moments that feel like I dumped an 800lbs gorilla off my back. Its weird, since technically today is my first day unemployed. I have never been unemployed before, and frankly, it’s a weird feeling.

10628240_10205769696631766_511544609929551225_nI had originally decided that I was going to spend “a few weeks” – however that is defined – going Mr. Mom, which would be great. Ben and I have spent the time doing things like going to Kanga Zoom, getting haircuts, and even going to Wendy’s to get chocolate Frosty’s.

I have a couple of writing projects and a home office/studio to get set up so that some projects, like CONSTITUTION THURSDAY can continue. I have been asked by some to do a regular podcast, and I have a plan for a few months from now to go into business for myself. But for now, I am going to actually relax a bit. Read the rest of this entry

Senor Don Gato

By way of explanation, I attended two different schools in the 5th Grade. Not because we moved or anything like that, I was “bussed” as a result of Court ordered desegregation of Denver’s public schools. So for half a day I left Doull Elementary School and rode a bus to downtown Denver to Eagleton Elementary, which – at that time – still resided in a building built in the 1890s. It might have been one of the coolest things ever. Not only did we spend half the year in the original building, but we also got to break in the new building.

Yes, I went to school in this very building

Yes, I went to school in this very building

We formed the “Wolves of America” Club, but only for those of us that had winter coats with that bit of fake fur around the edge of the hood, and after the move to the new building, we were allowed to throw rocks and break windows in the old building. Stuff they’d never allow today – exclusionary clubs and rock throwing. School was great! Plus, we got to meet the legendary Pat Haggerty, who came to visit on  career day, which was funny in that we were 5th Graders, and the only idea we had of “career” was that someday there would be a time when we would not be able to howl at each other like wolves or throw rocks at eighty-three year old windows.

I don’t say this lightly, it was probably my favorite year of school. Read the rest of this entry


The story of grandchildren of Holocaust survivors getting tattooed was one of those that I approached rather cautiously at first. Whether you approve of tattoos or not (and for the record, I don’t) the survivor tattoos are different. They aren’t so much “body art” as they are a mark of… not honor, not even of something special. They are a mark of survival in the face of pure evil. An evil that my generation has never faced.

That’s really the crux of the matter. The reason some young people are getting these tattoos is because they know nothing of the Holocaust. As one said, “It’s like the Exodus to us.” Something that happened, but of which they were not really a part. Read the rest of this entry

Now He’s Fearlessly Climbing…

I used to be afraid of the climbing gear when he was so small… now, he’s scaring the crap out of me…

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Carrying the Spank

Just a couple of observations from the last few days.

First, Ben has become something of a discipline problem. Not in the bad behavior way, he just won’t take anything seriously. When we try to correct him or have him do something important (pick up his toys), he thinks its a game and proceeds to laugh and throw the toys at us. The “Time Outs” seem to work, and usually after them he does the task at hand and apologizes (usually without prompting). But every now and then he really digs in his heels and throws a fit. Yesterday he even hit my glasses, which is, of course, a big potential problem.

I actually felt yesterday that he was getting out of hand and needed to be instantly corrected which is what led to the spank. Just a single spank, open handed on his butt and not out of anger which got his attention and started us down the road of contrition and correction. But it felt very odd. I think that I finally understood the whole “this is gonna hurt me a lot more than it hurts you” canard that I always hated. It really left me feeling odd and while I did the right thing and got his attitude and actions turned around, I couldn’t help but feel like we had crossed a Rubicon in the discipline world.

Second, Ben has reached the point in life (3 years old) where he can demand to be carried and get away with it. We went for a walk along the bike path next to the Rail Road tracks this morning, and it was clear as we reached the half-way mark that he was going to make me carry him.

“Daddy, carry me,” he said.

“Why? I asked naively.

“Because you have to…”

So, I did… because I have to…

You May Never Know…

My favorite story in the Tanach is the Story of Esther.

Yeah, she’s not my favorite character (Ahab), but her story is one of the most important lessons I have ever learned in life, and I am amazed how it comes back around time and time again.

It is simply amazing to consider how many people in my life were there for me in ways that they never understood or even knew about. People who perhaps thought one thing was happening, but in ways that they never saw accomplished other things.

Esther was told by Mordecai that G-d had put her in a specific place at a specific moment and that she may never know what becomes of things because of that. But she had to do what she could at that moment. What happens later is up to G-d. What happens right now was up to her.

There are two people in my life that had a bigger effect on me than they ever knew or had any reason to know. It would take days to tell the whole of it, but without them, there would be no Ben today. One gave me her friendship and a phone number. The other gave me a reason to believe again.

Looking around today I have to wonder two things. Who has G-d put there because I need them, and who has G-d put me there because they need me?

And when all is said and done, will I be like Esther and do what I can do at the moment?


Duty, Honor, Loyalty… Officers, Leaders and ICBM’s

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