And Then There Were Three

This month marks the one-year anniversary of the death of Alice Ogden, who passed on August 18, 2012 after a six month battle with esophageal cancer.  As a mother, mother-in-law and grandmother, she fulfilled many roles.  Some she did well, others not so much.

 

For my wife, Alice's passing created a void that had been filled by her mother for more than fifty years.  Now Liz was facing life without either parent, and it was time to stand on her own.  To make decisions without the wisdom and guidance she got from her parents.  To handle family matters on her own.

As the only girl -- now a woman, with two brothers -- it was time to move on.

Losing a parent is difficult.  Liz lost her dad from a stroke when she was thirty.  I lost my dad at a much later age, although I feel I lost him to illness much earlier.  In both cases, our mothers carried on, maintaining a sense of family, with brothers and sisters returning home to celebrate holidays and birthdays.  Our mothers made a point to be there for special events like graduations, band concerts and baseball games.

What happens to the meaning of family when the second parent dies?  Does it vanish, like fog on a cool summer morning?  Do the remaining siblings become something else that has no glue holding everyone together?  How do you plan for the holidays, and where do you go when "my" family is replaced by "our" family?

My wife's family was living in Monroe, Wisconsin when I met her.  Don and Alice Ogden lived in a big house (at least by my humble standards) with high ceilings, pocket doors, an elaborate staircase banister , and a corner fireplace.  We used to have picnics in the back yard, make our own ice cream and go into New Glarus, WI to eat wienerschnitzel, roesti and cheese fondue.

As an outsider, I viewed Liz's family much like I did my own.  The stories I heard around the dinner table or on long vacations spent in the same car, provided the nucleus of your typical American family.  Fights between brothers were broken up by dad.  Mom was there to bake birthday cakes and to help sew Halloween costumes.

I began to feel like family when Liz and I moved to Grand Rapids, Michigan and received her parents into our new home.  At times, Liz and I commented on how it seemed like we were following in their footsteps since they had lived in Benton Harbor, Michigan when Liz was just a baby.  Their visits to our Michigan home were never long, but eventful, almost like they needed to squeeze every minute out of the trip.  When Liz went into labor with our first child, a call went out to Alice, who hurried to Grand Rapids to spend time with her new grandson.

On a few occasions, we crossed Lake Michigan on the SS Badger to meet Liz's parents in Kewaunee, Wisconsin to hand off our son, Matt, while we spent the week (or weekend) in Door County.  I think the exchange was as good for them as it was for us.  A photo of Don's face, watching Matt standing in a makeshift swimming pool with his diaper sagging to his knees, remains one of my favorites.  Our expanding family soon became the Ogden family, as Alice would call Matt "one of her boys."  I suspect she did until the day she died.

When we moved back to Wisconsin, Alice would visit and help with the kitchen remodel or give her opinion on the finished basement.  She even helped me build a wood fence that took all summer to complete.  Family picnics that were commonplace in Monroe, magically moved to La Crosse and Pettibone Park on the banks of the Mississippi River.

Family time bound us together and to Alice's credit, she made sure everyone got together as often as possible.  But much like the thread used to sew those early Halloween costumes, it began unraveling with the passing of Liz's dad and the eventual sale of their credit bureau business.

Years later, following a minor stroke of her own, Alice moved to La Crosse to be closer to Liz and our family.  Their relationship, strained at times, had many ups and downs before Alice felt the need to return home -- one final time -- to spend her remaining years with her brothers and friends in Iowa.

Liz spent a lot of time with her mother after the discovery of cancer.  She was there for its diagnosis, treatment and finally, its victory.  She would travel over to Ankeny, Iowa to visit and put things in order.  One of the cool things she did was research her parent's past through ancestry.com where she created a family tree and browsed through genealogy records including census, SSDI and military records.  She also spent time having conversations with Alice's remaining brothers and sister and would get them to write to her by mail.   Liz would scour through hundreds of old photographs, letters written by her grandfather, and listen to her mom talk about her long journey through life.

When the pain became unbearable for Alice, she was moved to a hospice house, where she spent the final few weeks of her life.  It was in that quiet room, with a window overlooking a potted geranium, that Liz, Eric and Kevin -- family once again -- watched their mother slide slowly from their lives.

 

We all have stereotypical images of our parents.  As children, they are loving, wise and comforting.  As teenagers, they become more authoritative, setting rules about staying out late, dating and doing our homework.  As adults, they finally become more human -- if that's the word -- with their flaws, concerns and struggles with failing health.

As the first anniversary of her death approaches, I wonder what Liz is thinking.  Do the pictures ease the pain, smooth out the rough edges, and re-sketch forgotten parts of her life that are so quickly forgotten?  Do the letters written by Alice's brothers and sister help refill the void?

One thing I do know is that time stops for no one.  We are born into this world, and somewhere it is written in God's book when we will leave.

She was born  on November 7, 1936, in New Providence, Iowa during the Great Depression. She had two sisters, Elizabeth and Bobbie, and two brothers, Carl and Joe.  She remained a true Iowan even when she married Don and moved to Michigan, Indiana, Wisconsin and eventually back to Iowa.  Her parents shared the same characteristics and traits that made Alice the person I knew.  Proud of her immigrant heritage, educated, hard working, politically active and frugal with her money.

An early journey to rural Sigourney, Iowa (where Don is buried) gave me an understanding of what growing up in Iowa must have been like for Alice.  Flat, hot and surrounded by remnants of better times, Sigourney paints a picture of the Great Depression in our modern world today.

But, as the letters from her brothers and sister stated, they didn't seem to mind.  Instead they made a better life for themselves, went to war, (or worked in support of the war) and moved up the social and economic ladder as opportunities presented themselves.  While, Alice and her siblings never left the Midwest for long, they were rich in knowledge of exotic places far away through books they read, movies they watched and letters they received from friends.

Alice gave meaning to the phrase "Iowa proud" and reminded me of it when Liz and I told her about a play we saw at the La Crosse Community Theater called "Leaving Iowa."  It was a national award winning comedy about a family who took their annual vacations in Iowa.  Liz and I found it hilarious, but Alice didn't seem to find it nearly as funny as we did.

The passing of a parent, and eventually both parents, completes a cycle of birth, growth and death that has been going on for generations.  It's a passage that brings joy, pride and sorrow if you are lucky enough to have your parent(s) live long enough.  I know some people that still have both parents living, others who lost their dad as teenagers and some who never met their mother or father.

Alice always used to say that she never thought she'd live long enough to see her grandsons graduate high school.  Later that changed to college, which for one of our sons came true.  Despite her prediction of an early demise, she was able to enjoy five weddings, nine grandchildren, and travel throughout the world with her family.

It is a reality that all of us must make, as we face the world without our parents.  A reality that makes us move on, become adults and lead our own families to greater and better things.

Rest in peace, Alice.  Your family is doing just fine.

Paddle This Old River Blue

The sunlight reflects off the water, showcasing a shimmering streak of diamonds that sparkle their way toward the city of La Crosse.  Above us, the sky is a robin's egg blue, with only a few, puffy white clouds disturbing its perfect consistency.

 

Liz and I are idling down the Mississippi River in our 20-foot Bennington pontoon boat, drinking our favorite adult beverage and listening to the inspired songs of Santana.  To our side the Minnesota bluffs gently rise above the small towns of La Crescent, Dresbach and Dakota.  Occasional outcroppings of limestone and rock break up their dense green covering.  

These bluffs have been watching over this twisting river for centuries -- long before Martin Luther would post his ninety-five propositions to the Catholic Church in 1517, and later as Michelangelo's paint was drying on the Last Judgement in the Sistine Chapel.

The Mississippi River is well worth traversing.  When floating on its muddy surface, it doesn't seem to be anything but ordinary.  But it is not -- quite the contrary.

Using the Missouri River as part of its main branch, it is one of the longest rivers in the world -- four thousand three hundred miles.  It discharges three times as much water as the St Lawrence, twenty-five times as much as the Rhine, and three hundred and thirty-eight times as much water as the Thames.  No other river has so vast a drainage-basin.  It draws its water supply from thirty-one states and territories -- from Delaware on the Atlantic seaboard, and from all the country between that and Idaho in the west.

The Mississippi receives and carries to the Gulf of Mexico water from fifty-four subordinate rivers that are navigable by boat, and from some hundreds that are navigable by canoes and kayaks.  The area of its drainage-basin (1,837,000 square miles) is as great as the combined areas of England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland, France, Spain, Portugal, Germany, Austria, Italy and Turkey.

This summer is a rebirth for me.  It has brought back a flood of memories of my earlier times on the river.  As a shadow, cast by the canopy above our heads, shifts to the front of the boat, I realize it has been more than 30 years since I last captained a boat on these ageless waters.  

Time, like the waters beneath our twin pontoons, continues unabated by location, education and family.  



As a child, my father would take my brother, sisters and I fishing for crappies, northern pike and sunfish on the Mississippi.  Much of the fishing was off the main channel, back into the marshy sloughs and tributaries that were populated by tall river grass, duckweed and waterlilies.  Sometimes, we would challenge my dad's boating expertise by maneuvering over wing dams -- rocking back and forth as the waters churned about us -- while fishing for the elusive rock bass.

I remember getting up early one morning to trap turtles, standing on the seat of our aluminum fishing boat, holding a barbed spear -- readying my throw.  The food we used to trap turtles was carp, which were rolling and splashing all around me.  It was easy picking and exciting to launch the spear, watching it fly through the early morning mist to its destination.  With a pull on the rope still in the boat, I would drag back the carp, then throw it into the bottom of the boat, where it would kick and twist until it died. I would stand there (breathing in the smell of water, fish and algae) and raise my eyes to the horizon.  From my vantage point in the boat, I could see the ever-present bluffs -- sometimes green, sometimes orange and yellow -- surrounding the Mississippi River and the Coulee region.

By the time I was a teenager, my fishing tackle was replaced with a cooler full of beer and pop.  My fishing gear was now a pair of swimming trunks, and the gentle "put-put" of my father's fishing boat was replaced by the roar of a much larger ski boat and its 260 HP Mercruiser.  A soggy mid-morning meal of braunschweiger sandwiches was now a decidedly unhealthy bag of chips and dip.  Many an afternoon was spent floating in the backwaters of the Mississippi, dreaming of cute girls in bikinis and listening to the youthful sounds of Bruce Springsteen, Chicago and Rush.

 

In the years since, I went away to college, married a wonderful woman, moved to Michigan to start a family and returned home to find a place I never thought I'd enjoy again.  After almost 30 years, I find myself floating on the mighty river that is as much a part of the city of La Crosse as its streets, bluffs and people.

When Liz and I were looking at buying a boat this spring, we decided on a pontoon boat.  Our youngest son Sean would probably disagree -- since he likes speed and a steady stream of spray cascading over the bow of the boat -- but the slow ride of a pontoon makes it perfect for entertaining, tubing and idling up and down the river.

We have had our friends on the river numerous times, sometimes to travel into the backwaters or sometimes to travel up the river to the Dresbach locks and dam.  We've discovered new locations to eat along the sides of the river, behind its bends and turns and off the heavily travelled main branch.

A trip south to Genoa can take an hour (or less if you open the throttle), and along the way you will see bald eagles soaring overhead or perched on a dead tree limb waiting for its meal.  Along the shallow shores you can find blue herons, stoically standing watch as our boat floats by.  The river serves as a major migratory route for water fowl and waterbirds.  In the fall, Tundra swans descend on the backwaters near Stoddard, WI and its neighboring Goose Island habitat.

We are fortunate to live at the junction of three rivers, with the Black and La Crosse rivers running into the Mississippi.  While the lazy La Crosse River provides a wonderful backdrop through the marshy lands near the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse, anything larger than a kayak or small canoe will have trouble getting far.  The Black River, on the other hand, is prime property for condos and water houses, which dot the shores with their faded yellows, blues and reds.  On a typical afternoon you will find people lounging in their chairs (or even recliners) watching boats travel up and down the passage that connects the upper Black River to the Mississippi channel.

On this particular day, Liz and I are returning from the upper reaches of the Black River, idling through a no wake zone.  As we approach a railroad bridge used by the Canadian Pacific Railway to cross the Black and Mississippi rivers, we are given a brief reprieve from the summer's humidity and heat.  At times, we are able to watch as a train rumbles overhead, heading to Minnesota, the Dakotas and finally to the western United States.  If I breathe deep enough, I can smell tar, steamy and sticky, that has long ago bubbled up on the bridge's beams, heated by a relentless summer sun.

It's amazing the number of times you can make the same trip on the Mississippi, yet see something different every time.

Mark Twain, that great connoisseur of life on the Mississippi River, talked about the face of the water representing a wonderful book.  A book that contains a dead language to the uneducated passenger, but when told by those who travel its length, a book of secrets delivering its most cherished secrets as clearly as if it uttered them with a voice.  And it's a book, that if opened every day, should not be thrown aside, for it tells a different story every time.  As proof, on some days we will find a hidden bend that appears magically, opening into a secluded tributary that leaves one feeling like they're miles away from home.

Today's river traffic consists of pontoon boats like ours, fishing boats, powerful speed boats and cruisers that I think are better suited for oceans or seas.  Barges -- hauling coal, corn and oats -- are commonplace as the price of fuel continues to climb.

 

I wonder what Mark Twain would say about the river today.  His musings about mighty steamboats surging up the Mississippi, of a golden era with lavish parties, expensive gowns, top hats and traveling musicians on board, paint an exciting picture that seems impossible to believe.  Did Louis Armstrong ("Stardust") and Bix Beiderbecke ("Singing The Blues") really play to audiences on Mississippi River paddle wheelers?

In a nod to the nostalgia of these old steamers, La Crosse provides docking to the Julia Bel Swain and occasionally the American Queen and Delta Queen.  The size and elegance of these boats draw passengers from throughout the world as they paddle their way from New Orleans, Louisville and Ohio.

Today, life on the Mississippi River has become much more commonplace, accessible to rich and poor. Where plantations and many of the country's early millionaires once lived, there are now casinos and small towns abandoned by an era that has moved on without them.

Perhaps that is one of the biggest reasons I have returned to the river -- it harkens back to a simpler time.  Before cell phones and computers ruled our lives, there was a way to escape the ties to humanity and its interminable pressure.  The gentle sway of waves, or the sudden swell from the wake of a barge take your mind off the client or patient who demands the impossible.  Its graceful curves, with reflected images of sunsets, woody heights and soft distances dissolve the worries of the day and give promise to a new day.

Life on the Mississippi is good.  Always has been and always will be.

"I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary, far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you."

- Emmylou Harris

Losing The Blush

blush
v.  blushed, blush-ing, blush-es
      .to become red in the face, especially from modesty, embarrassment, or shame; flush.
     . to become red or rosy.
     . to feel embarrassed or ashamed:  blushed at his own audacity.


Dennis Miller, on his radio show, uses the phrase "losing our blush" for our reaction to bad behavior.

I think most of society would still like to pass under the radar when they screw up, but it does make you wonder about some of the scandals going on in Washington, or the implausible excuses given by our elected officials when they are caught doing stupid things.

 

Can there be anything more stupid than tweeting a picture of your "junk" to young women?  The level of arrogance and shamelessness must be off the charts for someone to think that kind of behavior is ok.

Of course I'm talking about Anthony Weiner, who resigned from the U.S. House of Representatives after mistakenly tweeting a photo of his penis to Twitter followers (it was intended as a private gift to just one young woman -- and it wasn't his wife).  A few months after resigning, he was back at it again, allegedly sending photos to as many as 10 other women.

The people of New York City pride themselves on being the ultimate "melting pot," culturally sophisticated and on society's cutting edge.  That must apply to very few of its nearly 9 million citizens, because there is no way Weiner should still be in the running to replace Mayor Bloomberg.

So have the people of New York City lost their ability to recognize bad behavior or what?

Have we become so desensitized to this kind of behavior that it just doesn't matter any more?  Have we reached the point where we have genetically removed the blush gene?  If so, it might explain why we don't hold politicians, athletes and movie stars to higher standards, and why the people violating our sense of right and wrong never back down.

They mutter a half-hearted apology and hope we don't catch them at it again.

Earlier this month, the baseball world was rocked with the suspension of Ryan Braun.  As a member of the 2011 Milwaukee Brewers, Braun was an All Star, won the National League MVP and the Silver Slugger award.  During that time, he came under scrutiny for a disputed testosterone test that he failed, and then was linked in 2012 to the Biogenesis of America Clinic that allegedly provided performance-enhancing drugs to professional baseball players.

After denying repeatedly that he had done anything wrong, Braun was defended by other sports figures, his teammates and fans of the Milwaukee Brewers.  In July, the hammer came down -- Braun was suspended without pay for the remainder of the 2013 season.  His response?   "I realize now that I have made some mistakes.  I am willing to accept the consequences of those actions."  (Doesn't even sound like an apology does it?)

How is it possible Braun had fooled so many, including those who knew him best?  How could he look into the camera and lie so convincingly about his involvement in PEDs?  Where was the shame?  And why were we so willing to believe his lies?

Sometimes the shame comes from the perpetrator taking a position that harms other people.  Anthony Weiner is certainly doing no favors to his wife, Huma Abedin, who must endure her own embarrassment by being linked to a creep who should be thrown in jail, not just out of public office.

For some, the salve used for those hurt by such lewd behavior is applied by the media.  Take Hillary Clinton who has suffered repeatedly at the hands of former President Bill Clinton.  The biased media portrayed Hillary as someone who stuck by her man despite affairs with Monica Lewinskly, Jennifer Flowers and Elizabeth Ward Gracen.  We all know she was in it for the political power associated with Bill Clinton, but because she was a Democrat (and married to the President of the United States), she was given a pass -- no, even better, she was lifted up as someone who overlooked her husband's lewd behavior, and was better for it.  She became a role model for future political wives, and as a result, society lost a little bit more of their ability to blush at such embarrassing behavior.

Sometimes it's hard for people to know that their behavior is embarrassing.  Take hip-hop mogul Russell Simmons who continues to defend the black community despite evidence to the contrary.  Simmons was quick to criticize the Zimmerman verdict, claiming that it was further proof of white racism.  In response, people like Bill O'Riley pointed to the abhorrent statistics of crime, family structure and unemployment that are destroying black families.  When CNN's Don Lemon, comedian Bill Cosby and columnist Thomas Sowell (all black) sited similar statistics, Russell called them "uncle Toms," "slaves," "dangerous talking heads," and a "disservice to the black community."

How embarrassing it must be to a black mother, father or child -- faced with the realities of the black community -- to hear someone like Russell criticize others for telling the truth.  Shame on Russell for perpetrating such lies and shame on others who work the racial injustice system for power and money.

But then again, do you think Sharpton, Jackson and Russell feel shame with their expensive clothes, numerous houses and back room meetings with national labor unions?

I doubt it, and another blush gets wiped away.

Attacks to the Constitution by members of Congress continue unabated -- and without consequences.  Earlier this year, the IRS, Benghazi and wiretapping scandals threatened to bring down President Obama (not really, but that's what certain emails -- asking for my donations -- keep telling me).

It is truly astounding how our constitutional rights are being violated by these people and they show no shame or remorse.  I've written before about these scandals, and unfortunately, months later we are no closer to finding out who's responsible.  Bureaucrats in Washington are content to blame this bad behavior on minor players and promise to "get to the bottom of things."  Really?  This September marks a year since the Benghazi attacks -- and the killers are still walking the streets of Libya.  But that's ok, because the people responsible are sorry.

The fact that the IRS is deciding presidential elections is denied, then forgotten.  Despite the left's ardent attempts to convince voters that the IRS delayed applications by both conservative and liberal groups, the facts say otherwise.  Does the media care?  Of course not.  Instead we devote hours of prime time television  to Prince Harry and Princess Kate giving birth to a newborn son who is third in line to the Royal Crown.  No one is really interested in a little bad behavior...

Thanks to the Democrat Party, political correctness and our cultural "elite," criticizing bad behavior is off limits.  Discussions, whether online, on television or radio are becoming expressions of hate speech.   "Abnormal," "immoral," and "sin" have become words that need to be banned and exterminated from our cultural discussions, as teachers, politicians and the media tell us to be more understanding.

Unless you're a Christian who believes in the Bible.  Then you need to change with the times...

"Progress" is the new word for shame today.  When we see abnormal behavior, we need to view it as an expression of something to be understood.  We are told -- as children in school, and now as adults at home -- to grow in our understanding of what causes their behavior and see things from their perspective.

Lying, adultery and illegal drugs?  They are things of the past.  Just like our ability to blush at those committing them.

Stirring the Racial Pot

I just finished reading a book by Michael Connolly called the Black Box, which was loaned to me by my son.  In the novel, detective Harry Bosch investigates a case that goes back 20 years involving a young female photojournalist who is killed during the Los Angeles riots of 1992.  Like all of Connolly's books, it was a good read, and one that has me thinking about the state of race relations in America.

In case you forgot, the L.A. riots occurred after a verdict was read in the Rodney King case, acquitting the four officers who were caught on tape beating him.  Outrage and protest turned to violence, as rioters in south-central Los Angeles blocked traffic, burned businesses and dragged motorists out of their vehicles and killed them.

 

All because the cops -- acquitted of beating a black man -- were white.  In some people's opinion, justice was not served

I've never understood how burning buildings or overturning vehicles is justified, whether celebrating an NBA championship or protesting the results of a trial.  Destroying something because your city won a championship (which you had nothing to do with) boggles the mind; destroying something because you feel miserable or treated "unfairly" is just stupid.

This past 4th of July holiday, my wife and I were in Kalamazoo, Michigan visiting our "adopted" South Korean student who is going to summer school at Western Michigan University.  During lunch she mentioned that one of her classes, English As Second Language, was discussing race in America.  It was interesting to listen to her talk about what she called the "sensitivities" of race, specifically civil rights and the treatment of minorities over the decades.  As a foreign student I'm sure she has a much different view of our racial issues, but one thing remained the same: she needed to be careful what she said and how she said it.

With the election of Barrack Obama as our first black president, many in the mass media predicted improved relations between whites and blacks.  Whites even voted for Obama, so that was viewed as a positive.  But that looks pretty ridiculous now considering the blatant attempts made by this administration (President Obama:  "If I had a son, he would look like Trayvon"), the liberal media and black leaders to keep tensions high.

And now, we have the Trayvon Martin murder trial.  With the George Zimmerman verdict expected this week or next,  many are worried that there could be a repeat of the Los Angeles riots due to the racial emphasis placed on the trial.  I guess we're about to find out just how far we've come in 20 years.  I'm not optimistic, as I think the riots could easily spread out from Florida into other hot spots around the United States.

All with the blessings of those who stir the racial pot for political and social gain.

If you don't think that possible, think again.

It was just revealed by The Daily Caller that a division of the U.S. Department of Justice (DOJ) was deployed to Sanford, Florida to provide assistance for anti-Zimmerman protests, including a rally headlined by Al Sharpton.  The Community Relations Service, of the DOJ, helped manage protests in March and April of 2012, when they organized marches and demonstrations relating to "the shooting and death of a young African American teenager by a community watch captain."

Proof that the Obama Administration is actively flaming the racial fires, regardless of guilt or innocence. What does it say when our own government is involved in dividing this country based on race?

It's been 20 years since the Rodney King trial, 50 years since the Civil Rights Act of 1964 ended all state and local laws prohibiting racial segregation, 66 years since Jackie Robinson's Major League Baseball debut in 1947, and 143 years since the ratification of the 15th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution provided the right to vote in 1870.

That sounds like progress doesn't it?  No question every one of those milestones was needed to treat people of all color, equally and with fairness.  So why do I feel like things are only getting worse?

Maybe because they are.

I mentioned the George Zimmerman trial in Sanford, Florida.  You need NO OTHER evidence to realize how important the issue of race is to Democrats.  This trial wasn't even about race.  But the left is making sure that everyone knows that the young teenager lying dead was black.  Not Asian, not native American, not Hispanic.  But black.

Stirring the race pot has been a huge advantage for them through the years (not to mention the latest presidential election when 92% of blacks voted for Obama).

This week the Broward County Sheriff's office released a video asking the public not to riot in the wake of the George Zimmerman verdict.  The Sheriff's office released a statement explaining that it was "working closely with the Sanford Police Department and other law enforcement agencies" to coordinate "a response plan in anticipation of the verdict."

The video, titled Raise Your Voice, Not Your Hands, focuses on attempting to channel aggressive reaction into a non-violent response.  It depicts two youngsters, one black and one Hispanic.  "We need to stand together as one, no cuffs, no guns," says the Hispanic girl.  "Let's give violence a rest, because we can easily end up arrested," says the black boy.  "I know your patience will be tested, but law enforcement has your back," they conclude.

Can't you just feel the fear law enforcement and businesses have as this trial winds down?  It's safe to say the police are stocking up on body armor and rubber bullets.  And business owners are taking additional security precautions.

Again, I can only ask, how is this possible?  Haven't we learned anything from the L.A. riots?  I won't claim to know the verdict in the Zimmerman trial, but I do know this:

1.  The Democratic Party requires racial tensions to push their agenda for welfare and other social programs that are funded by big government.  If blacks ever escaped "the ghetto," who would liberals use as proof that we must do more to help the poor and discriminated?  I suppose Hispanics would do just fine, as the Democrats already own 75% of their vote.

Either way, liberals represent deep pockets to poor blacks and minorities who need assistance.   Every election cycle, Democrats are quick to offer social programs -- education grants , affirmative action and health programs -- that keep them on the dole, and on the Democratic side of the voting ballot.

The sad truth is that many of the liberal social policies instituted as part of President Lyndon Johnson's "Great Society" actually hurt black families.  These programs have done more to damage traditional sources of help (like the family) and prevented financial independence for many blacks.

2.  The liberal media not only support, but encourage racial division.  It's terrible to say, but the media wields dangerous words to divide this nation.  Whether asking questions designed to trip up naive politicians or celebrity chefs like Paula Deen -- if it involves race, the media will jump all over you.  And if you don't give them a racially divisive comment, they will fabricate one.

Here's proof:  NBC News has fabricated stories and altered words to make it look like George Zimmerman said something bad.  NBC selectively edited the original Zimmerman 911 call to make him sound racist.

Here's how NBC News spliced the tape to sound like Zimmerman, without prodding, gave Martin's race:  "This guy looks like he's up to no good, he looks black."

In reality, Zimmerman said, "This guy looks like he's up to no good, or he's on drugs or something and he's just walking around, looking about."  The 911 operator then asked Zimmerman for Martin's race. "He looks black," was his response.  Big difference, don't you think?

3.  Race baiters like Jessie Jackson, Al Sharpton, Harry Belafonte, and congressmen John Conyers and Charles Rangel will never stop pushing the divide between blacks and whites.  There is too much money and political power to be had.  These so-called black leaders are quick to promote perceived injustices like the Tawana Brawley rape hoax, or lead protests against white business owners (Harlem, N.Y.) that have ended in deadly shooting rampages.  Instead of questioning the Obama administration about increased black on black violence, higher black unemployment, and fatherless families, race baiters stand before a microphone and blame poverty and the white establishment for their troubles.  I watch in stunned disbelief as followers fall at their feet like they're heavenly sent.

 

If anyone took the time to really challenge these blowhards, they would be trampled underfoot because the media has their back.  As a matter of fact, they must have a direct phone line -- a media bat phone -- because I see Jesse and Al on television all the time.  The news media is just waiting to use their inflammatory words to stir the hearts and minds of young, black teenagers, all under the banner of racial injustice.

Making it worse, no one is willing to challenge them because our society has become so sensitive to attacks on race.  Attack the Rev Jesse Jackson and you could have the Black Panthers knocking on your door.

Any guess what they are saying about George Zimmerman?

There is no doubt which side they are on, as is evident by these words from hip hop pioneer, Russell Simmons:  "Whether George Zimmerman is found innocent or guilty by the jury, I am a firm believer that all of us live by karmic law, and he will ultimately be punished for the death of Trayvon, no matter what."

So much for being innocent until proven guilty!

Think of the good these "black leaders" could have if they spent more time in churches and schools mentoring young blacks, rather than appearing before a television audience whining about racial injustice.

It has been more than 21 years since The Cosby Show changed the fortunes of NBC and made television sitcom history.  Too bad the family life portrayed in that show, which showed a strong, family unit with a mother and father, was ridiculed for not being realistic.  The Cosby show had all the ingredients of a successful family.  Cosby was a doctor, his wife was a lawyer, and their children went to college.  At the same time, they embraced their black culture, their religion, their heritage and their music.  Characters on the show dressed appropriately, spoke respectfully, and listened to their elders.

So why isn't that the racial model we pursue in America?  Why is Trayvon Martin the poster-child of the left, and not Bill Cosby?  The answer is why race continues to separate this country, and why it's not getting any better.

The New Morality

In the Declarations of Independence, the Founding Fathers declared that our nation was founded on principals that said our individual rights came from God and that our decisions needed to obey his natural law.  This is another way of saying our country was founded as a Christian nation, with Christian morals.

Need proof?  Ben Franklin, at the Constitutional Convention, said "...God governs the affairs of men.  And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without his notice, is it probable that a nation can rise without his aid?"  George Washington, who obviously knew the intent of the Constitution and Bill of Rights, said, "Of all the dispositions and habits which lead to political prosperity, religion and morality are indispensable supports.  In vain would a man claim the tribute of patriotism, who should labor to subvert these great pillars."

Morality or Law?

Today's ruling by the Supreme Court (United States v. Windsor) -- in which the federal Defense of Marriage Act was declared unconstitutional -- is just the latest violation of that natural law.

This isn't the first time our country's morals have been challenged and defeated by liberal thinking.  In the 1970's the Supreme Court actively violated this founding principal by declaring it a "right" to kill an unborn child.  Today's defeat of DOMA by liberals delivers another blow to our nation by changing the definition of "marriage" and "spouse" -- a definition that has been used since the beginning of time.

Our nation's shifting morality - the differentiation of intentions, decisions and actions between those that are good (right) and bad (wrong) -- has been going on for all of my life.  In my opinion, public morality, as reflected in our regulation of dress, sex, drugs, alcohol, speech and health issues, has changed for the worse.  This shift is being aided by our children being indoctrinated by liberal thinking in education, by  federal and state judicial systems controlled by liberals who want to change our laws, and by the collapse of traditional religion in today's society.

Typical of today's youth, my children would say that this kind of thinking is old fashioned (just my way of living in the past).  Sean would say, "Dad, the older you get the more resistant to change you become."  Not necessarily true, but when you change the definition of something that has not changed in thousands of years, where do you draw the line?

To me, and those who share my view, the line is drawn by our Constitution and Bill of Rights.  Too bad so many judges, including the highest court in our land, don't agree.  We have moved from a country governed by law, to one governed by amoral beliefs (special interests and corrupt politicians don't help either).

I say amoral because too many people are unaware, or indifferent toward any set of moral standards or principles.  This is possible because our schools are more concerned with political correctness and self esteem than instructing our children on the founding of our country.  It's what some people refer to as value-free education. Schools have chosen to leave the job of teaching morals to the student's parents and churches. I see this every day in their insistence that prayer and anything religious (Christmas) be removed from its once-hallowed halls.

In an attempt to balance this moral evisceration, schools are pushing service learning or community service as a way to build character and virtue.  Volunteering is a great way to help others, but not when the message being taught is that government is the answer to poverty or that we are destroying the earth through global warming.  Understanding others has some value, but not when it promotes gay marriage and/or illegal immigration.

If schools put half as much effort into punishing those who break rules, show disrespect and skip homework as they do with eliminating "bullying," our children wouldn't be ranked 14th out of 34 countries for reading skills, 17th for science and a below-average 25th for mathematics.

While the left has failed to teach our children reading, science or math, they have excelled at teaching them to support their liberal causes.  A study in USA Today shows that 70% of Millennials (ages 18-32) support gay marriage.  That's a 19% increase from 2003.  By contrast, only 38% of Baby Boomers (ages 49-67) support gay marriage.  Millennials' acceptance of a gay lifestyle is at 74%, while only 22% disapprove.  That is a difference of 8% since 2003.  Baby boomers have actually seen a shift backwards, with 46% accepting / 47% disapproving.  It was 48% for /45% against in 2003.

It's easy to see why gay marriage passed today (which has been idolized by our youth and supported by the mainstream media) by a 5-4 vote.

Another sign that this country has lost its moral foundation is the steady decline of religion in people's lives.  Church has always been a tough sell to young adults.  In the past (yes, I'm still living in the past) young couples would eventually come back to the church when they got married and started a family.

But not today.  One-fifth of Americans are religiously unaffiliated -- higher than at any time in recent U.S. history -- and those younger than 30 especially seem to be drifting from organized religion.  A third of young Americans say they don't belong to any religion.  One reason is the social indoctrination by the left that refuses to believe in a moralistic right and wrong.

Take one participant from a roundtable about religion recently sponsored by NPR.  This young woman, age 30, was raised Catholic but does not call herself one today because she cannot embrace the church's core beliefs on social issues.

"To me," she says,  "a church that would be welcoming would be one where there wasn't a male-only hierarchy that made all the rules, and there weren't these rules about who's excluded and who's included and what behavior is acceptable and what's not acceptable."

Harvard professor Robert Putnam, who writes about religion, recently told NPR that this young generation is not only more religiously unaffiliated than their parents; they are also more religiously unaffiliated than previous generations of young people.

According to Putnam, this young generation has been distancing itself from community institutions and from institutions in general.  "They're the same people not joining the Eks Club or Rotary Club.  This is born out of a rebellion of sorts."  Putnam continues, "These were the kids who were coming of age in the America of the culture wars, in the America in which religion publicly became associated with a particular brand of politics, and so I think the single most important reason for the rise of (people without religion) is that combination of the younger people moving to the left on social issues and the most visible religious leaders moving to the right on that same issue."

Jonathan Haidt and Jesse Graham of the New York University Stern School of Business have studied the differences between liberals and conservatives as it relates to morality and politics.  In a report called "Moral Foundations Theory," they found that Americans who identified themselves as liberal tended to value care and fairness higher than loyalty, respect and purity.  Self-identified conservative Americans valued care and fairness less and loyalty, respect and purity more.

So given the declining importance of morals in America today, is it really a surprise that the Supreme Court declared DOMA unconstitutional?  We are surrounded by a society in decline, as evidenced by a culture that can't make rules or exclude bad behavior.  In fact, cultural icons like Madonna, Lindsay Lohan and Lady Gaga are embraced and rewarded.

Today, a large percentage of America thinks we passed a law that will afford gay men and lesbians the same federal protections as any other.  Instead of being the gay marriage movement's "Cinderella" moment, this is nothing more than another blow to America's founding fathers.

The Right Message

With all the scandals in Washington D. C. -- the IRS probe, Benghazi cover up, HHS Secretary Sebelius' solicitations for Obama care, and the Justice Department's seizure of phone records of AP and FOX reporters -- it's been hard to know what's going on in America's "District" these days.  Wait a few days, and new denials are sure to come out.

One thing you don't have to wait for is President Obama denying any involvement in any of them.  In fact, he's as surprised as the rest of us when someone leaks the latest scandal.  "This is the first I've heard of it" should become his official motto.  How is it possible the most powerful person in America doesn't know what's going on?  And why was he missing in action the night of the Benghazi attack?

As tempting as it would be to harness our energies against President Obama, I think it would be a big mistake to go after him.  With the midterm elections coming up in 2014, conservatives need to focus their message on one thing:  TRUST.

If we can get the American people to lose trust in Obama and other big government types, we might be able to save this county from an early demise.

In my job as a sales professional, trust is the one thing I have to work at everyday.  Every single time. If my clients lose trust in me or what I am saying, I will lose them as a customer.  And getting them back will be harder than ever (if not impossible).  We need to let the public see these scandals for what they are -- arrogance, abuse of power and in some cases, even criminal.

Take the IRS for example.  Nothing embodies BIG government -- and the abusive administrative state -- like the Internal Revenue Service.  They implement much of the country's social policy through a complicated set of tax codes which control every aspect of our personal and business lives.  The limitless power of the IRS makes it easy for them to snoop, harass and destroy lives.  The agency employs three times the number of people who work for the FBI and has detailed information on every taxpayer in the nation -- including your Social Security number and those of your children, every place you work, how much you make, what you invest in, with whom you do business, the cost of your mortgage and your financial account numbers.  And the IRS answers to no one.

People like President Obama -- who want to bring change to America -- use it to mold the fabric of our lives and to influence political decisions, appointments and elections (as was done through the harassment of conservative and Tea party non-profits).

Now that someone has leaked the truth about the IRS, what should we expect out of Washington?  Don't wait for the IRS to correct itself.  This week's hearings have shown the utter contempt and disrespect Steven Miller, Loris Lerner and Sarah Hall Ingram have for us.   These people have so much power that they don't have to offer any answers, apologies or resignations.  That's not right and the average voter needs to know it.  Tying Obama to the IRS scandal would be nice, but shedding light on big government agencies like the IRS is even better.

Another example should be made of the Justice Department and Eric Holder's involvement in the seizure of phone and email records of reporter's at Fox News and the Associated Press.

The Justice Department's investigations involved a Fox News report that described the thinking of U.S. intelligence officials about North Korea, and one about Associated Press stories that the government said compromised a covert agent helping U.S. forces against al Qaeda in Yemen.

On the heels of the failed "Fast and Furious gun-tracking operation, the Justice Department is a prime example of BIG government losing the trust of the American people.  Making this example even better is the concern coming out of the media and some moderate Democrats.

"It seems clear to me that the actions of the department have in fact impaired the First Amendment," Representative Zoe Lefgren, D-Cailforina, said earlier this month.  "Reporters who might have previously believed that a confidential source would speak to them would no longer have that level of confidence."

Holder's reaction is typical of how things are handled in Washington these days.  Initially claim ignorance, then claim it was a misunderstanding, then say it won't happen again.  Holder is typical of this government's refusal to take responsibility while shielding the president from further scrutiny.  As USA Today reported earlier this month, he is a "sin eater" for President Obama, shielding him from controversies involving the Justice Department, CIA and FBI.

Not surprising, the right is furious about this violation of our first amendment rights.  Fox News chief Roger Ailes responded to the Justice Department's investigation by condemning the Obama administration's choices.

Will justice be served?

"We reject the government's efforts to criminalize the pursuit of investigative journalism and falsely characterize a Fox News reporter to a Federal judge as a "Co-conspirator" in a crime.  I know how concerned you are because you have asked... why should the government make me afraid to use a work phone or email account to gather news or even call a friend or family member?"

Again, I wouldn't focus solely on Eric Holder, although he did personally approve of the search of Fox New's  reporter James Rosen.  Conservatives must educate the average voter that this administration's Justice Department represents government without restraint, willing to violate our first amendment rights without apology or regret.

What the Justice Department has done is really one of the biggest threat to journalism in more than 30 years.  With luck, more media types (NY Times, Washington Post, AP) will call them on it.

In the end, the question is whether Americans want to live and prosper in a free society.  What the Obama administration has done is demonstrate that government intervention threatens our liberties in multiple ways.  These scandals seize our resources to pay for his progressive ideology.  We we are able to see -- yet again -- that public officials are tempted to use their power to reward friends and punish enemies like the Tea Party and conservatives.

Most Americans agree that BIG government is not good.  As Obama's former chief of staff,  Rahm Emanuel, is famous for saying, we must not let this crisis (scandal) go to waste.   Those who favor a smaller government must make "trust" the cornerstone of next year's political elections.

Losing Our Way

A few weeks ago, Jason Collin's gay coming out party made the cover of "Sports Illustrated," and virtually every newscast on the planet.  Today's article by the reigning NFL's most valuable player, Adrian Peterson, barely made a ripple.

Peterson, a running back for the Minnesota Vikings, told Sirius/XM NFL Radio last week that gay marriage "was not something I believe in."  Peterson made his comments when asked about his thoughts on the Vikings cutting longtime punter Chris Kluwe, an outspoken advocate for gay rights and gay marriage.

Peterson has been kicking Packer butt for years.

While Peterson agreed that it hurt to see his good friend leave the Vikings, he made it clear he differs with the punter on the issue of gay marriage.

"To each his own, (but) I'm not with it," he said.  "I have relatives who are gay.  I'm not biased towards them and I still treat them the same.  I love them, but again -- I'm not into that.  That's not something I believe in.  But to each his own."

Peterson concluded with, "I'm sure the Vikings organization didn't release him based on (his outspoken nature).  They know Kluwe, and they've known him for a long time."

With Minnesota becoming the 12th state to legalize gay marriage, and set to begin conducting same-sex weddings on August 1, you would think this would be big news.  Predictably, it wasn't.  I stumbled upon it while reading "Bleacher Report," a blog for Wisconsin Badger fans.  I had to search for the story on the ESPN website and other sports related sites.

The Vikings new uniforms were bigger news than this.

Why is it that an aging, out of work basketball player can announce he's gay, and the whole sports world (and most of the mainstream media) go nuts, but the reigning MVP of the most popular sport on television says he's "not with it" and it barely registers?

Is it because it doesn't fit our media's social engineering profile?

I tried to find information on the percentage of sports athletes in favor / against gay marriage.  Yahoo's search engine pounded out the results, with 99% of available links showing some type of support for gays.  They went something like this:  Pro Athletes Take a Stand Against Homophobia in Sports, Discrimination Against Gay Athletes On Sports Agenda, and A History of Athletes Saying Terrible Things About Gay People."  Do you think I could find anything in support of heterosexual marriage in sports?  Not until page three, and then it was a small blurb about Adrian Peterson's comments.

The results didn't provide supporting evidence for OR against gay marriage.  It just scrambled everything positive about gay issues to the front of the line.  In case you didn't know it before, you do now.  Search engines are as biased toward liberal results as is everything else these days.

If anyone should be crying "bias!" it should be quarterback Tim Tebow, who has been criticized for his religious beliefs by sports media since the day he was drafted by Denver in the first round of the NFL draft.  In his brief football career, Tebow has been criticized for wearing his faith on his sleeve.  Gay journeyman Jason Collins wears his sexual preference on his sleeve and gets calls from President Obama and ESPN.

Tebow doesn't cause problems with other players or get into trouble with the law.  He sets a great example for youngsters and has the type of values that should be welcomed in every locker room.  He boasts 2.2 million followers on Facebook and has been named by Americans as the pro athlete who holds the most influence with the public.  Yet he is out of a job, following his dismissal from the New York Jets.  Who do you think will get a job first -- Tebow or Collins?  And who will get the blame if a team doesn't pick them?

I think you know the answer.

1973's Battle of the Sexes

It's been one gay victory after another this year.  The overwhelming push coming from the Progressive left -- including sport media and big time political donations (sometimes 5 to 1 in favor of gay marriage) -- has states like Minnesota ignoring the voting majority and passing laws to allow a  new definition for marriage.  Money speaks, especially in sports.

To the left, sports like football, basketball and baseball continue to represent a new frontier.  In the past, they have pushed  racial equality (even though most of the NFL is black), equality of the sexes (remember the "Battle of the Sexes" where Bobbie Riggs played Billy Jean King in tennis in 1973), and Title IX  which forced a certain ratio of women's sports for every men's sport in college.

Today, the physical, snot-busting, winner-take-all entertainment of major league sports needs to become less dangerous and more politically correct.  Progressives want to change sports from "a pursuit of victory" to a "guarantee of victory."

At the athletic facilities of West Point Military Academy you will find these words:  "Upon the fields of friendly strife are sown seeds that on other fields, on other days, will bear the fruits of victory."  Never have those words rung more hollow than today.   Liberals have taken away most of the fun that came with childhood recess --  no more dodgeball and please don't keep score because it may hurt someone's feelings -- and now they're trying to change America's most popular sports.

If the left continues to push for social change in sports -- and they will -- football and basketball will never be the same.  Showing athletes as "pioneers in social change" would make me laugh, if it didn't hurt so much.  And calling "for an end to homophobia in sports" paints a picture of intolerance, abuse and vitriol that simply doesn't exist.

Unfortunately -- NFL lawyers, players' union leaders, and the bureaucrats in Washington -- will not give up.  It's what they live for.  With a younger draft of NFL players coming into the league every year, eventually things will change.

As Adrian Peterson's comments show, the left only keeps score if their side is winning.

Nifty Fifty

Turning fifty is a traumatic experience for some people.  Take my wife, for example.

She turned 50 last June and felt a significant change in the universe when her internal clock moved from 49 to 50.  If she was captain of the starship Enterprise, we would have just come out of some worm hole into an alternate time zone where days pass much quicker, and your hair turns gray and wrinkles appear overnight.

Earlier this year, Liz traveled to Mexico
looking for the Fountain of Youth.
She found a beautiful hat instead.

It must be a female condition, because most guys I know look at it as another reason to celebrate.  Throw a party and see how long you can last.  Buy a car, put the top down and see how fast it will go.

I had no such shift in reality.  When I turned 50, I decided to grow a beard to mark my age in pictures that will live on for years to come.  The idea was to grow it for a year , but now I've decided to mark the decade, not just my 50th year.  That way when I hit 60, I'll shave it off and look ten years younger.  I can start my fifties all over again.

Turning a certain age will make you re-evaluate your life and in doing so make you realize that you need another 50 years to do all the things you haven't gotten to yet.  That means you have to stay healthy and find a way to do it without going broke.

Staying healthy is never an easy thing, especially when you get older.  Years ago, Liz and I took an exercise class called Combat Endurance Training.  If it sounds tough, that's because it was.  Created by some marine workout junkies, our instructor had us doing things to our bodies that only masochists would enjoy.  After about three years, we got tired of our internal organs feeling sore all the time, so we quit.

This year, as a result of turning 50, she teamed up with a friend from Trane company to work with a personal trainer.  As part of her training, she has been challenged to try things like eating vegetarian for a week, doing 100 push ups each day for a week, and running a 5K race.  Having successfully conquered the first two challenges, she enlisted my "expertise" in preparing for the Festival Grandad, Three Rivers 5K race, held in La Crosse on May 4th.

After contemplating the personal risk I was taking (Liz has been known to throw shoes at me while walking, I could only imagine what she would do running), I convinced her that we needed to train outside.  Get off the treadmill, leave the "Ease Into 5K" app on the IPad and hit the pavement.  For my running routine, I would get up early and run around the track at Central High School.  Not the most exciting thing to do, but for someone who had never run a quarter mile -- much less 3.1 miles -- I thought it would provide an easy way to gauge her progress, one lap at a time.

Our first obstacle was the weather.  In Wisconsin this year, spring decided to take a holiday, leaving winter in charge of the weather.  We had snow and 20 degrees into the first week of May.  But like all obstacles, you can either take another path, or put on your shoulder pads and knock it down.  Liz reluctantly chose the pads.

On a nice Sunday morning, with two weeks to go until the race, and with temperatures in the low 40's, we put on our Under Armor sweats and our Saucony Ride 2 tennis shoes and headed over to the track.  For our first outing, I thought we would try a mile to see how she did.  After a leisurely lap, Liz was breathing hard, so after another 1/2 lap we decided to walk to the end of lap two.  At that point, the "Ogden" in her must have kicked in because she continued running through the first mile and half way through the second, before we took a breather.  Another quarter lap later, she pushed on until we reached our twelfth and final lap.  I didn't bother keeping track of time, because I didn't think we'd run the entire three miles.

Our second outing involved running the scheduled route from Riverside Park, through downtown and to the La Crosse River path before finishing at the park again.  I felt familiarity with the course would make it easier for Liz on race day.  What I didn't realize was that it would make it harder for her before the race.  La Crosse is laid out with Riverside Park low next to the river, then gradually rising all the way to the bluffs.  So, one of the toughest parts of the race is at the beginning, where you have to climb a persistent hill before leveling off three blocks into downtown.   Liz and hills get along as well as Superman and kryptonite, so my claims to her that she was "doing great" fell on deaf ears.

Once we leveled off, she did better, but not to the degree that other runners seemed to enjoy.  We encountered two groups of young,  quick and graceful runners trotting past us, some even with baby strollers in tow.  They were laughing and talking, and I could feel her disappointment grow as we slowed to a trot barely faster than a walk.  By the time we returned to Riverside Park, over 40 minutes had passed, which was slower than she had hoped.  Despite my best attempts at telling her she had just completed the full 3.1 miles without stopping, she showed no signs of confidence.  Even her favorite breakfast at The Hungry Peddler didn't help.

Our final attempt to train for the race was back at Central's track, where we decided to run  a mile and a half.  My thinking was to conserve her energy (the race was in four days) and to help her overcome the initial "wall" she had encountered earlier.  Success was tempered by her frustration at anything I said, especially the attempts to push her harder.  "I'm not cut out for running," "Don't tell me what I can do!" and "Do you want to sleep on the couch tonight?" slid out of her mouth as easily as the sweat from her face.

I wasn't worried -- because we had a very comfortable couch.

The final piece to her 5K training was to put together a playlist that she could listen to.  I'm sure she was thinking that music would make the pain of running a little easier to take.  The bad news is, nothing makes the pain less.  Your mind may like listening to "The Love Shack" by the B-52s, but your legs still send signals to your brain that scream WHY AM I DOING THIS?  IT SUCKS!

Nonetheless, we spent an evening putting together some of her favorite songs, like "Panama" from Van Halen, "Girls Got Rhythm" by AC/DC, "Dancing With Myself" by Billy Idol  and others from when we used to head to the bars at 10:30 after work.

I just hoped Travis Tritt's "T-R-O-U-B-L-E" wasn't a sign of things to come.


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Race day arrived with temperatures in the high 30s and a threat of rain.  Ideal conditions if you were a duck on the first day of duck hunting season.  Or an incumbent politician hoping for a low voter turnout.

Once a champion, always a champion.

Arriving the night before was a good friend, Lu Ann Jordan who had participated in the Danskin triathlons a few years earlier.  Liz initially thought it would be fun to run with her, but as the race approached and she continued to struggle with her time, I think she was having second thoughts.

Nonetheless, Saturday morning dawned, and LuAnn, Liz and I prepared ourselves for the race.  Weather called for rain, so we didn't know what to expect.  And the wind was chilling whatever moisture was in the air.

Finally, it was time to line up. As we reluctantly left the  protective cocoon of the warming tent and shuffled to the starting gate, my thoughts wandered to Monroe, Wisconsin 28 years earlier.

I was remembering a day I ran with Liz's dad back when I was just starting to date her.  It was a hot and windy day, and Don was out to prove to his future 26-year old son-in-law that he could run further and faster.  He couldn't have been much over 50, but he ran like he was 35.  Like all things that he did,  Don couldn't settle for second place.  Before the hour-long run was over, I was bent over, sucking for air and he was running up the stairs to his house, well ahead of me.

While Liz didn't share the same competitive spirit that her dad had, she was still his daughter, and I was confident that she would not back down from the challenge.

With the start, everyone rushed from the gate and headed around Riverside Park.  LuAnn quickly jumped ahead and increased her speed.  I could sense the panic in Liz as she watched men, women and children run past us, almost effortlessly.  I had tried to warn her that some runners make the mistake of running too hard at the beginning of the race, then suffer toward the end.  Adding to the risk was Liz's choice of music now pounding in her ear buds -- I could literally hear Nickleback's "Burn It To The Ground," coursing through her body.

We continued up the hill on State Street, then turned by my office onto 6th, as more and more people streamed past.  As we continued through the intersection I could hear her say, "I've got to stop..."  But after a few quick jumps, she pushed on and we crossed the first mile marker at a little over twelve minutes.  As is often the case, your mind shuts down and your legs carry you through the next mile. Then we hit the La Crosse River trail for the final mile of the race.  With sweat running from her face, Liz slowed, trying to catch her breath.  With the chords of "Girls Gone Wild" on her IPod, she was off again straining to keep up with the distant crowd that was now turning past the Grandstay Residential Suites on Front Street.

As wonderful as the thought of finishing a race is to your tired body, the final stretch leading up to that point can be shear agony.  I could tell the stretch of Front Street that leads to Riverside Park was becoming unbearable for Liz.  I tried telling her she was almost done, but I don't think I was registering on her radar anymore.  All she could think about was the painful breathing and tired legs.

But in true fashion for anyone facing the reality of turning 50, she somehow found the extra energy that screamed, I'M NOT QUITTING NOW!  Putting aside the pain, she rounded the final bend and focused on the finish line.  As we crossed that line, approximately 6,680 strides later, the race clock above us indicated 38 minutes and 28 seconds.

By my calculation, it was an improvement of over two minutes from only a week earlier.  Not bad for someone who used to say she couldn't run.

Now if I can just get her to climb that hill on Hwy 33.

A Real Game Changer?

It used to be that the sports page of the La Crosse Tribune discussed sports.

Not anymore.  In this age of political correctness, the sports page has less to do with actual scores than settling a score.

Take the Jason Collins announcement on Monday.  Based on the amount of coverage -- and the near unanimous praise -- given to it by major network news anchors, ESPN, sports talk radio and magazines like  Sports Illustrated, you'd figure we've just seen the second coming of Jackie Robinson.  Instead, all we have is a black basketball player who announced he is gay.  The media is claiming this is big because he is the first openly gay, active athlete in a major American team sport  to come out.  I'm sorry, but he is an aging, 34-year old basketball player (currently without a team) who is approaching the end of his career, averaging 1 point, 1.6 rebounds and .02 assists per game.  A good guy, I'm sure.  But Kevin Durant or Michael Jordan he's not.  Never has been and never will be.

Jason Collins

So it is safe to say that it isn't his game that people are talking about.  It's his activities off the court that are earning such accolades.  First off, why do I -- or anyone else -- want to hear about his sexual preferences in bed?    Because that's basically what he's saying.  It has nothing to do with basketball.  Or being black.  Or being 7 feet tall.  It's who he prefers to have sex with.

And for this he is being called  "a true pioneer," and his announcement a "historic decision" by CNN's Anderson Cooper.  Bill Clinton said, "I am proud to call (him) a friend."  I bet!  Dwayne Wade of the Miami Heat tweeted, "Jason Collins showed a lot of courage today and I respect him for taking a stand and choosing to live his truth."  Kobe Bryant gushed, "Proud of (Jason).  Don't suffocate who you are because of the ignorance of others."

I ask again:  what does this have to do with sports?

All it has to do with is spreading the political correctness of the leftist media who demand we show love for all things gay.  It's an orgasmic smorgasbord of gay marriage,  gay characters on prime time television, gay interior designers and gay politicians.  All being supported by the press/ media, our public education system and civil rights activists.  If you disagree, you are classified as simple, ignorant and capable of spewing bigotry and hate.

Did someone decide in the middle of the night that 2013 was going to be the year of being gay?   I feel like every day, my traditional way of life is being threatened by the left.

My son (and most high school / college students) would say gays just want to be treated equally.  They want the same rights as heterosexuals.  I'm sorry, but being gay isn't a right.  Being treated fairly while being black, female or disabled is a right.  You can't change the fact that you're black or female (although Michael Jackson and Chaz Bono tried).  That's why I support their rights to be treated the same as someone who is white or male.  But you can chose if you're going to have sex or not.

And stop shoving it in my face.  I'll let you lead your life the way you want until you demand I approve of it.

I honestly don't care what most people do in bed.  I'm probably one of the few who didn't care about President Clinton's sex life.  People like Clinton and Kennedy got around, but why should I care?  I remember how the media refused to break the Monica Lewinsky story because they thought it was no body's business what Clinton did.  Funny how 18 years later, the same people can't wait to tell us about Jason Collin's adventures in bed.

As for Jason Collins' announcement, I can't believe the backlash being written about the few who have spoken out against his "courageous" lifestyle.  On Foxsports.com, columnist Jen Floyd Engel completely misses the boat by bashing Christians (who in her opinion) are spewing a gospel of hate.

She writes:   Jason's admission unleashed a torrent of Biblically-annotated vile so ugly, so hateful from the good "Christians" of the internet that I have to believe Jesus was somewhere saying "Keep my name out of your mouth."  She continued:  For every (loving) President Obama and Kobe Bryant tweet, there was an army of judgmental, homophobic, angry Christians condemning Collins to hell in Jesus' name on Twitter, in columns, on TV and radio.

The sad reality is this bellowing minority has drowned out the silent majority of Bible-believing Christians who take very seriously Jesus' call to "love one another as I have loved you' (John 13:34).  This is just the beginning.  Much of what Jesus says in the Bible translates to "coach your own team" in the sports version.  John 8:7 is especially instructive as Jesus says, "Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone."

I do not pretend to have all the answers.  But what I know for sure is people who get their salvation from the New testament would be wise to get their doctrine from the old.  And when in doubt, ask yourself, what did Jesus say?  What days like Monday do are turn people away from Christianity, and make them view good Christians as phony.  It is not un-Christian to admire Collins.

So Engel  asks, "What did Jesus say?"  Lets check.

In Romans 1:24-27, Jesus says, "Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity for the degrading of their bodies with one another.  Even their women exchanged natural sexual relations for unnatural ones.  In the same way, the men also abandoned natural relations with women...  Men committed shameful acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their error."

In Leviticus 18:22 Jesus says, "Do not have sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman; that is detestable."  In chapter 20:13, he says, "If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them."

Finally in 1 Corinthians 6:9, he says, "Or do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God?  Do not be deceived:  neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, not men who practice homosexuality."

Sounds pretty clear to me.  Jesus did not favor homosexuality and no amount of double talk by this journalist or Christians who want to reward people like Jason Collins with praise on high, is going to change it.

A pastor friend of mine explains it this way: "Jesus said go and sin no more.  He may love the sinner, but he doesn't love the sin."  This fact seems to escape those who think Jesus was tolerant of the sin being committed by the prostitute, or the envy by Adam and Eve, or the pride of the Pharisees in the temple.  "Jesus would never endorse a sin," my friend said.  His sermon this week asks "what is happening to our world?"

What is happening is traditional Christians who believe in the Bible are being made to look like hypocrites who don't follow Jesus' message of forgiveness and understanding.

Jason Whitlock, racist journalist

Another journalist (believe me when I say it hurts to call him that) who celebrated Jason Collins announcement was Jason Whitlock, a columnist for Fox.

He said,  "Tolerance will be met with intolerance, fairness will be mitigated by unfairness, intellectual evolution will be thwarted by dogma.  Soon there will be a last call for alcohol at the Jason Collins party, the kind words will quit pouring in and the forces of regression will pick apart his exquisitely crafted story, question his motives and loudly protest that the gay man's seat at the table of equality will lead to the ruin of this great nation."

So he is saying that coming out gay leads to equality for Jason Collins.  And that the Bible and those who believe it represent intolerance, unfairness and religious dogma.  Does everything with these leftists have to be about equality? I can't image going through my day completely consumed by such a feeling of unfairness.  Someone needs to get Jason Whitlock a new box of crayons!  Preferably with colors other than black.

Jason was just getting started.  He continues, "My friend and one of the best people I know, ESPN NBA reporter Chris Broussard, claimed that Collins and all gay people are in "open rebellion" of God's will.  CBS radio host and TV personality, Tim Brando made it perfectly clear that he doesn't regard Collins as any kind of hero.  Brando also said, "Simply being a Christian, white male over 50 that's raised a family means nothing in today's culture."

Well Tim, it does mean you're more likely to get a loan from a bank, less likely to be profiled by the police, more likely to get a six-figure job, and more likely to be afforded every privilege and benefit of the doubt this country has to offer.

Huh?  Is that why I feel so loved by members of the media?  And why today's television sitcoms embrace my traditional way of life?  What planet do these reporters live on?  Since 2008, racial relations have never been worse.  During the last two years, gay and lesbian relationships have never been more at odds with heterosexual relationships.  I've heard "intolerant" so many times lately, that I'm thinking of having it tattooed onto my forehead to save them the trouble of repeating it.

And Jason, don't get me started on why there are so few white players in professional basketball.  If you want to talk about equality, let's get a few more slow, white guys who can't jump.  According to you, that shouldn't be held against them any more than Jason Collin's sexual preferences.

Whitlock concludes by saying, "Gay youths need prominent role models in all walks of life, most especially in sports.  As a kid, I was the typical insensitive, unenlightened jock bully.  It's unfair.  Kids don't chose to be gay.  We need to recognize and respect the full scope of humanity.  Jason Collins can help us do that.  I fully expect -- and quite frankly demand (the commissioner) use his power to ensure that Jason Collins has a job in the NBA for 82 games next year.  This is a chance for basketball to be as important as baseball in 1947."  Seriously?

The significance of Jason Collins coming out party is not the fact that he is gay.  To reporters like Whitlock and Engel, his coming out is just another political initiative that fits their liberal mold of a contemporary America.  No morals, acceptance of low standards and the destruction of traditional values.

Liberals are tearing down our families, our military and now our sports page.  What a shame the majority of people listening and reading their editorials don't know it.