Boxing My Way
Personally I don’t like boxing as a sport. Sweaty men doing the same thing over and over just can’t hold my attention. I suppose to really enjoy the sport you have to gain some inner connection with one of the contenders. If you are rooting for “your” man then maybe you can fear for him in those solid right jabs or cheer him on in those tiring 11th rounds. It worked to draw me in at the movie Rocky. I truthfully wanted Mr. Balboa to win.
Now if you could pick someone who just needed some sense knocked into them and you could pick the person who should be the one to do that sensible knocking. Then it would be a spectacle worth seeing. Let’s say, put Naomi Klein in the ring with Nancy Pelosi or even better let Naomi show Nancy a little shock doctrine right over the podium at one of those press conferences. A little soft glove to the noggin would give those reporters a real story.
Maybe like Rocky IV we could pull George W. Bush out of retirement and see if Osama bin Laden will come out of hiding for a “Fight of the century” winner takes all rematch. If Osama wins we pull out of Afghanistan. If George wins all terrorists learn to love their neighbor. And just like some Hollywood feel good sports movie; when they’re both tired and about to give up we get that slow motion seen where gloves impact cheeks, spit and mouth guards go flying, they both drop to the floor in some miraculous double TKO. The wars and fear are over. Daat . .dada daata . .da . dada . . Danna dann da. . danna daa. . . danna daa . . The music plays and we all put our arms up in a big V.
Finally, we have people with a little more sense and resolution of the world’s problems all by the use of soft red gloves and a little dancing. Maybe I could learn to like boxing.
I guess book sales officially opened up yesterday, November 4th 2009. I was visiting my father and a friend of his, who was visiting, heard me describe the book and produced $20 cash for the book on the spot. Luckily, he is willing to wait a few days to get his copy because it will be a few days before I actually have copies to deliver.
There are 3 copies of Daniel Defoe’s Robinson Crusoe in our home. One is always at my nightstand. I gave my son the middle name of Crusoe and I have a 30 foot dugout canoe. (okay, I’m stretching that a little, I don’t have the dugout canoe) Needless to say I think that Robinson Crusoe is a great religious treaties and my favorite novel. Luckily I can say I have 6 copies of the Bible, multiple copies of the Book of Mormon and rows of other religious books as well. On the book shelf, coming near the end of the row just outside of the religious section would be Ben Franklin’s The Art of Virtue and Michael Talbot’s The Holographic Universe. If our books perfectly transitioned from religion to philosophy and then on to fiction I would put Robinson Crusoe just this side of Ben’s lessons on virtue.
I really don’t like dividing people into the two camps of liberals and conservatives. The dividing line between these two thoughts has blurred. It’s almost as difficult as finding dividing ideologies between Republicans and Democrats of today.
And to set the record straight right from the beginning, although I used the term above in my title, I despise the use of the term “green.” It has un-entertainingly been over used and abused and shows a complete disrespect for the great and sustainable “brown” deserts.
I just took a journey through about 20 influential atheist’s biographies on Wikipedia. My attempt was to find 1 or 2 that had made some outright effort to publicly work against religion. From these short biographies and others that I have read a little more in-depth I can only find the communist leaders. Certainly there are a lot of notable and intelligent people from our past that subscribe to no religion and no God, but for the most part their comments where just a part of their lives and writings. Today is much the same. We have some intellectuals and some celebrities that like to be vocal about their no-belief, but most don’t go out of their way to cry foul or organize around their atheism. The only place I seem to find the uproarious atheists is on the web, trying to become notable and famous.