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Al Jazeera English Correspondent Reports from Oregon

Al Jazeera International also announced the appointment of world journalist Rob Reynolds as Senior Washington Correspondent at their Washington DC broadcast centre.

"I am truly hopeful that Al Jazeera International can provide a very badly needed new voice in global journalism, and will help people in the Americas to know more about the world," says Reynolds. "I am excited about introducing a global audience to America and the American people in a way that they have never seen them before. Hopefully together we can challenge misconceptions and cause people to re-assess some negative stereotypes"

Prior to joining Al Jazeera International, Reynolds was Washington correspondent for CNBC, where he covered events including the impeachment of President Bill Clinton, the disputed election of 2000, and the 2004 race between President George Bush and Senator John Kerry. Reynolds also travelled for the network on newsgathering trips to Europe, Russia China and Brazil. In 2002, during the run-up to the US-led invasion of Iraq, Reynolds reported a multi-part series on "The Price of War" for CNBC which included stories filed from Cairo, Amman, Damascus and Aleppo, Syria. Following the invasion and overthrow of Saddam Hussein, Reynolds reported from Kuwait and the southern oilfields of Iraq.

"Rob Reynolds is a seasoned correspondent, with that unique mix of both national and international experience, which makes him the ideal candidate for Al Jazeera International. We are overjoyed to have him on board" remarked Will Stebbins.

From 1996 to 1998, Reynolds was Moscow correspondent for NBC News, reporting for NBC Nightly News, the Today Show, MSNBC and a variety of other NBC news programs.  From 1990 to 1996, Reynolds was a London-based correspondent for CNN. Among his first assignments in that capacity was coverage of the run-up to and fighting during the first Persian Gulf War. Reynolds was also instrumental in arranging for the installation of CNN's communications link from Baghdad, which enabled the network to scoop the world with its live coverage of the night the war began.

Prior to 1990 Reynolds was a producer at CNN's Washington bureau. He joined the network in 1982 following a year as an assignment editor at WJZ TV in Baltimore, Maryland. Reynolds is a 1979 graduate of Reed College in Portland, Oregon and received a degree in Journalism from Columbia University in New York in 1981.
 
 
"Slippery future for US salmon farmers" on YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nNcNsPqI1lA
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A Serial Killer in B.C.?

http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/06/18/canada.feet/
http://news.scotsman.com/world/Fifth-severed--foot-.4194779.jp
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Obama Inspires Artists

“I wanted to make an art piece of Barack Obama because I thought an iconic portrait of him could symbolize and amplify the importance of his mission. I believe Obama will guide this country to a future where everyone can thrive and I should support him vigorously for the sake of my two young daughters. I have made art opposing the Iraq war for several years, and making art of Obama, who opposed the war from the start, is like making art for peace. I know I have an audience of young art fans and I’m delighted if I can encourage them to see the merits of Barack Obama.”

-Shepard Fairey

http://store.barackobama.com/Artists_for_Obama_s/1018.htm

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British Revolutionary War Ship in Lake Ontario

A 22-gun British warship that sank in a 1780 gale during the American Revolution has been found at the bottom of Lake Ontario, well-preserved in the cold, deep water, explorers announced yesterday.

Shipwreck enthusiasts Jim Kennard and Dan Scoville used sonar and an unmanned submersible to locate the 80-foot sloop HMS Ontario, which was lost with as many as 130 people aboard.

“To have a Revolutionary War vessel that’s practically intact is unbelievable. It’s an archaeological miracle,” said Canadian historian Arthur Britton Smith.

The finders say they regard it as a war grave and have no plans to raise it or remove any artifacts, noting the ship is still the property of the Royal Navy.

The ship is in water up to 500 feet deep and can only be reached by the most experienced divers. Kennard and Scoville declined to give its location, saying only it was found off the southern shore. The sloop is resting partially on its side, with two masts standing up more than 70 feet from the bottom.

“Usually when ships go down in big storms, they get beat up quite a bit. They don’t sink nice and square. This went down in a huge storm, and it still managed to stay intact,” Scoville said. “There are even two windows that aren’t broken . . . . It’s a beautiful ship.”

Smith, who was shown underwater video of the find, said: “If it wasn’t for the zebra mussels, she looks like she only sunk last week.”

The Ontario went down without a trace on Oct. 31, 1780, with 60 British soldiers, a crew of about 40, mostly Canadians, and possibly about 30 American war prisoners.

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RIP, Mr. Tim Russert

RIP, Mr. Tim Russert. More later when I have time.
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Journaling

Besides my computer crashing and too little time to get things done in my life, the class was great. I really appreciated the fact that each of us could select a topic of our own choosing and that our primary focus was one paper rather than several. In my opinion, good writing relies heavily on editing and input from others. Rewriting is essential.

That said, I picked a difficult subject, the Civil War, honing in on one battle (Perryville) in particular. Sometimes I am too overly ambitious for my own good. It is a beast to handle, trying to manage it and the notes. I guess Van's note on organization was good advice. Of course, I knew this, but one really doesn't understand the full scope of it until trying to put a book together, which is my final objective.

The journal entries were a fantastic addition. I really enjoyed writing them, escpecially the leeway given on the topics. I firmly believe that if students are given options on assignments, they usually will be much better because of the personal investment.

I have been sick for the past few days. I thought I was getting better, but whatever it is keeps lingering. I am really burned out and can not wait for the coming break. I have signed on for a full load of summer school, and then I should be done. As of now, I am applying to teach English in Austria. If I don't get that gig, then my fall back is a school in Poland. I would really love to live in Vienna for a year though.

While I love writing, teaching kids is also a lot of fun. They are so precocious and usually quite eager. What I need to do is sequester myself somewhere with my source books and get to writing. Perhaps I will have time and the focus to do this in Europe. For me, the United States is getting stale and boring. I hear that Berlin is the place to be. Me, I just want a decent job with some free time so I may write and visit places throughout the continent.

Overall, the class was well-organized and thought out. I would recommend it to my fellow students and friends. Van, if I ever get my 'Perryville' book done, I will send you a copy. The only thing I would change is making the final paper due during finals week rather than another journal entry. I would also provide examples of what is expected, a sample journal entry, focus paper, and so on.
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Health Care Costs Spiraling Out of Control

The number one problem in the health care system (within the United States) is cost. It has been spiraling out of control, well beyond the inflation rate, for several years.

According to various studies, the primary reason people are uninsured is the high cost of coverage. In 2007 employer-based premiums increased by 6.1 percent. Health care amounts to more than four times the amount spent on national defense.

U.S. health care spending is near 16 percent of Gross Domestic Product (GDP). By 2017 it is estimated to reaching 20 percent of GDP. Last year the U.S. spent $2.26 trillion. This breaks down to $7,439 per person. Nearly 60 percent of Americans have coverage through an employer, although this percentage is declining. According to the Kaiser Family Foundation, since 2001, costs for family coverage by employers have increased 78 percent while wages have risen 19 percent and inflation was 17 percent.

One report noted that “If one member of a family is uninsured and has an accident, a hospital stay, or a costly medical treatment, the resulting medical bills can affect the economic stability of the whole family.” A retiring couple will need to save at least $200,000 to pay for basic medical coverage, although some argue it is more like $300,000, the reported.

The United States wastes $480 billion each year, mainly due to excess administrative costs and poor quality of care (i.e, mistakes). Administrative spending in America is six times more per capita than Western European nations.

Fraud and abuse (for example, in the Medicare system) need to be taken more seriously. My step-grandfather noticed a few years ago that his doctor billed the system for two eye operations, when in fact he only did one. Why he didn't say anything is beyond me. People must not take this system for granted and must help report on abuses like this.

One thing I have never understood is why a doctor is paid or expected to be paid, if he (or she) doesn't fix the problem or can't make a proper diagnosis. Can you imagine if this were the same for an auto mechanic? Doctors should not be paid if they don't do the work. Of course, this is controversial and would be strongly opposed by the medical lobby. However, I think doctors and specialists need to be reintroduced to common sense.

Though some argue for price controls and strict budgets, it is doubtful in my opinion if these measures will work. I do think restraining the budgets (Medicare and Medicaid) have a greater chance at working than price controls, though there are arguably already some. Others believe free market competition is the best way to solve the problems. Some advocates believe that if all Americans adopted healthy lifestyles, health care costs would decrease as people required less medical care. Obviously having a better lifestyle will help, but this is an overly simplistic view. There are problems built within the system and therefore systemic changes must be made.

If the general public refused to accept certain aspects of the system and demanded changes, there could very well be some progress. Market driven solutions must be found, where patients begin to rise up, refusing to accept the high cost of brand name drugs in preference to generics and refusing to pay for shoddy and incomplete care.
The Veterans' Administration, although there are problems everywhere, seems to have a better handle on controlling costs. I would encourage a national task force with serious deadlines and then resulting legislation to build a system based on the one at the VA. Perhaps is there was one man in charge, a sort of health care czar, who would be given great leeway and also have great responsibility for any failures or lack of progress, the nation would find a way out of an unsustainable system. At some point, whether we are proactive or not, the entire network will come crashing down. We might as well do what we can to ease it.

The symbolic interactionist model would likely view how the typical American would be pragmatic in approaching the subject, not wanting to radicalism to disrupt the benefits of the current system. After all, it does, in the end, work. Whether it could be improved upon and how to do it is what is up for debate and discussion. This interpretation implies that people are basically good, have purpose, and can innovatively work together to find a solution to help everyone. It's a bit Pollyannish in my view.

Meanwhile, conflict theory, while somewhat overdone in this instance, does help to explain how many view the current system. It is basically a question of the haves and havenots, typical of class warfare and Marxist dogma. Of course, there are many aspects which fit into the health care question in this country. I doubt much good could come from a revolution against the upper classes, forcing them to pay for everyone else. A universal, federal health care system could very well be a new nightmare, where doctors become rare, with few seeing the benefits of going into the field, resulting in a severe strain on people, both patients and professionals, and the system.

I would much prefer the states begin experimenting with plans and ideas with support from the federal government, in an effort to collaborate and share what works and what doesn't. Of course, bureaucrats would have to be flexible and open to change, which can be difficult if a new plan becomes entrenched. This type of state-oriented system is much more in line with symbolic interactionism.

It helps explain the collective means to fulfill the biological needs of patients. Social institutions such as hospitals and clinics are critical to any functioning society. As functionalism prominently uses structure in its model, the health care system and its hierarchy is important to know and study. People, like nurses and doctors, have their roles, as do administrators.

Clearly some of the rules and regulations maintaining the current system need to be reevaluated and reformed. The roles and norms need updating. Equilibrium does not exist and must be restored. The interdependent parts must work together to regain it. If society is a living organism then part of the this “body” is ill. There is a sort of cancer growing within the system, particularly the 47 million people without coverage

In conclusion, American society is desperately in need to someone who can blend the positive elements of each theory into a workable plan of action.

Facts on the Cost of Health Care, The National Coalition on Health Care
http://www.nchc.org/facts/cost.shtml
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Pollution in the Developing World

Anyone who travels to far flung places will soon realize that there are millions of people who do not share the same perspectives, world views and values as many Americans. This is especially true when it comes to environmental stewardship.

In India and China, for example, toxic waste is regularly dumped into open ditches. Raw sewage is spread on open fields. Corn is a popular plant in China, but the cornfields smell bigtime.

In the summer of 2005, I went to China with a good friend of mine. It was a sort of scouting expedition. He was thinking about teaching English there on a permanent basis. With a wife and three daughters, it was an important decision in his life. I had always wanted to go overseas, but was nervous about going by myself to a strange land, so I decided to go with him.
The trip was one of those once-in-a-lifetime, legendary things. There are so many stories to tell. I really should write a book or two about it. My adventure were often larger than life and sometimes over-the-top. It was wild. We spent about a month teaching English at a summer camp and traveling around central China. I love China and the people, but man are there issues.

For example, water quality is beyond disgusting. Imitating my students, I decided to try washing my clothes. After I hung them on a makeshift clothesline in a common area, I was hoping they would dry in a day or two. It was extremely humid and muggy during this time. The next day when I checked on my clothes, I noticed a distinct smell coming from them. All sorts of bacteria was growing in the clothes, coming from the water I had washed them in.

There are no standards. There are no chlorine treatment plants. If there are any environmental laws on the books, there is little or no enforcement. It is very much the law of the jungle. That's why it was not surprising to me when melamine was found in pet food here, imported from China.

The concepts of personal hygiene and customer service are foreign to China. Most restrooms, even in the big cities, do have neither toilet paper nor hand soap. Shaking a person's hand always made me nervous and I avoided it as much as possible.

In Jiaozuo City, where we were staying for a time, people were selling all kinds of produce. One day I decided to buy one of the small watermelons from a vendor on the main street corner near our hotel. (Please note that describing the building as a hotel is being kind and generous.) I took it back to the hotel, into my room and promptly ate it. It was good and quite refreshing.
Later, I shared this with our American friend named Peter. He then relayed to me that I probably shouldn't eat anything that grows directly on the ground.

While we were out shopping, Zhengzhou I think it was, I was standing near an overhang when liquid from above began hitting my shoulder. Immediately Peter said I probably should not be standing there. Anything coming from a building is highly questionable because people just discard things onto terraces and roofs without regard, whether its chemicals or who knows what.

After touring a huge complex with historical sets and buildings for films and televisions, we set out walking to a nearby restaurant. (It is called Television City, I think.) I was not looking forward to the climb up a large hill to eat strange and highly suspect food. After hiking around the studio lot, I was very tired. It was muggy and hot. Thankfully, I wasn't alone and somehow I managed to hitch a ride in one of the vans. We were the first ones to arrive.

I was sitting there waiting and watching. Just before lunch, this middle-aged Chinese woman came out of the tiny kitchen with a canister of something, just like you see here for applying pesticides and herbicides. She began spraying God-knows-what around the tables and chairs. It was probably DDT or something worse. I don't know what it was, but the good news was the meal was fine, at least I didn't get sick.

I was rather surprised that it took about two and half weeks for many of us to start becoming ill off the questionable food from the hotel. Even some of the Chinese students were complaining about the food. One explained to me that this wasn't real Chinese food and that if I wanted to experience the real thing, I should visit his house sometime.

And don't get me started on the trains! (If you ever go, get the “soft sleeper” not the “hard sleeper.”) Given all of this whining, I still think China and the Chinese are very cool. They simply don't think the same way we do. Their culture is very different. The people have learned to accept putting up with a lot. Americans don't do this very well, which is good for the most part, in my opinion.

One of the major struggles in the 21st century will be convincing nations like China and India to commit to environmentalism. The Third World just has different priorities. As the developing world emerges into wealth and prosperity, the problems will only magnify. When I began complaining about gross things were, I was reminded by my good friend Carl that if I though was bad, I should go to India some time.
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Aging in Men and the Effect on Children

I am using “symbolic interactionism” as a way to interpret this aging issue. Aging is complicated and multidimensional. My particular focus is on older men and younger women as intimate couples. Recently a study was released, which was widely reported in the media, on the medical implications of children whose fathers are more than 40 years old at birth.

How people interpret these relationships is quite interesting, with those who see a double standard, where its much more difficult for women to be with younger men, although clearly this is changing. Two examples come to mind, Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore and the late Tony Randall and his very young wife. Randall had a new baby at the age of 77.

The study, out of Denmark and published in the European Journal of Epidemiology, was expansive with 100,000 children. Some of the children were tracked for as long as 18 years. The scientists concluded that such children born to older fathers are almost twice as likely to die before adulthood. Apparently there are substantially increased rates of disease and illness, including birth defects, autism, schizophrenia, epilepsy and heart disease.

Those born to fathers older than 45 are up to 88 per cent more likely to die before their 19th birthday than those born to men 25 to 29 years old. There were 831 deaths, 601 in the first year of life, many due to congenital problems. Les Sheffield, clinical geneticist at the Murdoch Children's Research Institute in Melbourne, Australia, believes its time for men to reevaluate having children later in life.

“Men around 40 ought to be thinking about the increased risk to their children, the same as women do,” he said. “I speak to a lot of older parents and they talk about the women's risk, but when I talk about the father's risk they are just aghast because nobody has ever mentioned the father before.”

Administration on Aging (AoA), U.S. Department of Health and Human Services
http://www.aoa.gov

Healthy Aging, Centers for Disease Control and Prevention
http://www.cdc.gov/aging/

National Council on Aging
http://www.ncoa.org

Senate Special Committee on Aging
http://aging.senate.gov
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One of My True Crime Stories

Shortly after graduating from high school I began working the graveyard shift at a convenience store. It was a rude awaking to the societal ills of Salem. I was young and quite naïve, though I believe most residents of Salem are also ignorant of these problems.

About 2 a.m. in the dark of night all of the strange oddballs come out. What they do during the day I have no idea, but many of these people were quite scary. Some were addicted to drugs or alcohol; others were hookers or johns. Prostitution was and still is prevalent in that part of town and a very serious concern. Every once in awhile the city police target the area, usually focusing on the street walkers and the customers.

Poverty was a common affliction. One of the saddest aspects of this story is that the neighborhood is centered on a school where young kids congregate, Highland Elementary. The store, a 7-Eleven, is nearby at the intersection of Pine and Broadway in northeast Salem.

Often for a few hours traffic into the store would be virtually non-existent, so I would always look for something to do rather than be lazy and bored to death. One night I noticed a peculiar man in the front of the store, loitering outside for a very long time. He must have been waiting for someone or just avoiding the wife at home, I thought. I went on working. Then, after some time, as I was busy cleaning the top of the ice making machine, the man approached the register with a ton of food, haphazardly putting all sorts of junk on the counter. It was just weird. I had never seen someone buy so much stuff at the store before, but I ignored this and kept working while my co-worker handled the customers.

With my head down cleaning, out of the corner of my eye I noticed another much taller man bound around the counter into our workspace, obviously for employees only. At first I thought he was just drunk and excited about something, maybe looking for some new friends. Boy was I wrong. I knew my fellow employee could handle it and would. He was a Marine, a bit older, but intelligent and not someone to mess with. After looking away for a brief moment, my eyes returned to the counter area, seeing a short knife at the throat of my co-worker.

Thankfully, the tough Marine had his hands up in a non-confrontational manner, politely asking the thug what he wanted. The tall man responded that he wanted the register opened, so we complied. We gave him what money we had, around $75 I think, which was a bit much for that time of night. We’d just had a few customers and hadn’t had the time to drop the money into the safe.

It was obvious that the man was high on something. He was literally bouncing as he walked, much like Winnie the Pooh’s friend Tigger. The man who had cased the store was sweating and nervous. He was standing at the same place where he had dropped his load of groceries from his fake shopping spree. He clearly did not want to be there or a part of it. He was very passive and didn’t say a word. His partner did all of the work and talking, controlling the entire situation.

The main man was quite funny. He wanted to know what was in a plain brown paper bag. It was full of redeemed lottery tickets, which we explained were used, torn in half and worthless. He grabbed the bag anyway. This lead him into the idea of stealing quite a few new lottery game cards. He made off with a bunch. If I remember correctly, he asked a lot of questions, but was quick about it. On their way out, as he ran off, he snatched a couple of the pink-frosted muffins or cupcakes his friend had brought up to the counter. Both men scuttled out the door.

As I was about to follow them to see which way they were running, my co-worker, who was older, probably a little younger than my father, told me to run after them. I gave him a look and then he said, “I’ll follow them. You call the police.” We didn’t have a gun or anything. The nearest thing to a weapon was a broom or mop. I wish we had a shotgun or something. I would have had no problems shooting these guys in the a** from behind. They certainly had it coming.

At any rate, as the Marine ran after them somewhat, I was watching and fortuitously right at that very moment, a city police car was driving south on Broadway just north of the traffic light at Pine. Immediately, I flagged the car down, motioning that something was wrong. I looked into the window and was a bit surprised. The cop was a woman. Quickly she rolled the window down and I filled her in on what was happening. Before I knew it she was out of the car, running in the direction of the criminals. They had been jumping fences, making their way through people’s backyards.

It was certainly an exciting night, one which I retell to friends from time to time. My co-worker and I returned to the store and waited, telling the story to other officers for the record. After awhile, the policewoman returned mostly empty-handed, except for the bag of lottery tickets and two rather squished pink-frosted cupcakes. She never found the men or anything else, which was disappointing. She was right on them, and I still don’t understand how she could not have found them. A few well-trained dogs would have easily tracked them down. I had a feeling they were breathing heavily, hiding in bush in someone’s yard, watching and waiting. Thankfully, no one was hurt and the damage was minimal.

I have always wondered about these men and the incident. I have a sort of journalistic curiosity. Questions I would ask include:

What drugs was this man taking?
Why did his nervous friend accompany him?
Why did the police who were right on the criminals’ tails fail to find them?
What other crimes and how many had these men committed and would commit?
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The Genius of George Lucas: Filmmaker, Innovator . . . Racist?

This is a response to "Fu Manchu on Naboo" by John Leo of U.S. News and World Report. I wrote it for one of my college classes.

The Genius of George Lucas: Filmmaker, Innovator . . . Racist?

When George Lucas announced that he would be working on a new round of Star Wars movies, adults and children alike were soon caught up in a frenzy of anticipation. Little did people realize how difficult recreating the magic of the original trilogy would be. Unfortunately, although Episode One: The Phantom Menace was a box office success, disappointment was widespread.

This was based, fairly or not, on the incredible storytelling of the first three, which combined the elements of filmmaking so often used in the earlier days of Hollywood into near-perfect modern day classics. Many fans of the first series thought his touch had been corrupted by greed and an odd need for obsessive control, which he had avoided previously. However, among the criticism was something new and controversial: blatant, overt racism.
 
One of the leading proponents of this view, John Leo of U.S. News and World Report, wrote a scathing piece replete with allegations and examples. Usually Leo is a voice of reason. Yet, in this instance, his vision was obscured by his own prejudices. His essay was plagued with misconceptions. Leo identified Jar Jar Binks as a prime example.
 
Leo wrote that Binks's “voice . . . is a sort of slurred, pidgin Caribbean English, much of it impossible to understand.” So what? He claimed that it was a “caricature” reminiscent of darker times in American history. Just because he can't speak clearly, this makes the character a stereotype? Leo desperately needed a reality check. No one seemed willing to respond at the time.

“Whether endearing or pathetic, this trouble with language is supposed to demonstrate the intellectual inferiority of blacks,” he claimed. If this is true then some of the blame must be placed on Ahmed Best, a talented black actor who gave voice to Jar Jar. Fractured English is not just the purview of blacks. Both Americans and foreigners of all sorts, whether Chinese or Polish, have trouble with the language.
 
Certainly Jar Jar is perhaps one the shallowest characters ever created, but this has more to do with the director's diminishing skills as a storyteller rather than any prejudice. Binks was created to provide comic relief and as a way to entice the young. He is Lucas's poorly conceived replacement for the mighty Chewbecca, one of the best alien characters ever imagined, besides Yoda of course. On the other end of the spectrum, Jar Jar is merely an oversimplified character.

The racial undertones just aren't there. If anything Lucas should be faulted for pandering to raw commercialism than any racist preconceptions. It's quite obvious that Binks is there to make money, primarily off of kids.
 
Leo provided two other examples he thought were prejudicial: the evil Neimoidians of the Trade Federation and Watto, the flying junk dealer and slave owner. According to him, the Neimoidians were “stock Asian villains out of black-and-white B movies of the 1930s and 1940s, complete with Hollywood oriental accents, sinister speech patterns, and a space-age version of stock Fu Manchu clothing.” Watto, on the other hand, was “a conventional, crooked Middle Eastern merchant” representing “a generic antisemitic image.” Leo conveniently ignored the fact that one of Lucas's best friends was a Jew, Stephen Spielberg.

Can't cartoonish, one-dimensional villains just be the bad guys without all of this psychobabble? His hasty generalizations aren't accurate and merely feed into the divisions which have plagued American society for years. Leo, who is so often spot on in his writing and analysis, is way off here, for reasons not easily understood. Here, sadly, Leo represents the worst of the politically correct world, ironically, the one he usually challenges so effectively.
 
Politically, Lucas is quite open about his liberalism, what he would probably describe as “progressive” leanings. These circles aren't well-known as hotbeds for bigots and Klan meetings. In fact, the director has been quite the opposite, casting several “people of color” in his Star Wars series, starting with Billy Dee Williams as Lando, a great role for any actor, and ending with Samuel L. Jackson as influential Jedi leader Mace Windu and Jimmy Smits as Princess Leia's stepfather. Why would so many actors, whether of African or Hispanic descent, want to work with Lucas if this really was the case?

Read what the “racist” Lucas said while in Japan promoting the latest Indiana Jones film: “We have a hero in the making back in the United States today because we have a new candidate for president of the United States, Barack Obama. For all of us that have dreams and hope, [he] is a hero.” Among Obama's supporters it's doubtful there are many racists.
 
The Phantom Menace and its director have their flaws, but neither is racist. Leo and those who buy into this fallacy are misguided. Thankfully most people don't seem to agree with the idea. While freedom of speech and the press allows for these type of mistakes, those making such claims should not be so reckless.
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Oregon Capitol Mall Makes National News.... Sort of.... (And Cooking Goddess Rachael Ray Is An Islamo-Fascist!)

There was a story on The B-Cast on Breitbart TV about a controversial Dunkin' Donuts ad featuring Rachael Ray wearing a scarf that looked like a Palestinian headdress, what is called a kaffiyeh. It's quite popular with terrorist-types and the anti-Jew crowd. Personally it just seems so dumb. Somehow I doubt she is a foreign agent or suicide bomber.

I only mention it because the background was the Oregon Capitol Mall in my hometown, Salem. The cherry trees are blossoming. Bursts of pink flowers with the Old Man, the Pioneer, behind her. How bizarre. And now there isn't even a Dunkin' Donuts in town. I don't even know where the closest one is. Who chose that backdrop and why? What agency made the ad?

Daniel Goldbloom of the National Post has a good piece on it, Michelle Malkin et al.'s war on Rachael Ray the Paisley Terrorist.
 
P.S. Michelle Malkin needs to find something better to do. By the way, I use the term "cooking goddess" very loosely. (And I am not suggesting that Ray is 'loose' or anything.)
 
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The Bathroom Wall

I have been thinking of what would really be “off the wall” to post. The phrase reminded me of stand-up album by Jimmy Fallon, formerly of Saturday Night Live. It was titled “The Bathroom Wall.” I've never listened to it, but thought the idea behind it was great. (Recently NBC announced that he is set to replace Conan O'Brien as host of Late Night.)

Did anyone see the news about the so-called controversial Dunkin' Donuts ad featuring Rachael Ray wearing a scarf that looked like a Palestinian headdress, what is called a kaffiyeh. Personally I think the “controversy” is quite trivial. It just seems so dumb. Somehow I doubt she is a foreign agent or suicide bomber.

I only mention it because the background was the Oregon Capitol Mall in Salem. The cherry trees are blossoming. Bursts of pink flowers with the Old Man, the Pioneer, behind her. How bizarre. And now there isn't even a Dunkin' Donuts in town. I don't even know where the closest one is. Who chose that backdrop and why? What agency made the ad?

Clearly, this isn't enough to submit. I want to ramble on some more. Anyway, what could I do? Perhaps I will just tell some jokes.
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Nanny State Meet Police State

I had another run-in tonight (Friday, May 30) with a so-called public safety officer at Chemeketa. The guy is a real prick, actually getting a little physical as I was walking my usual route home. I had been working on a few things when a vacuuming janitor came by and I guess “notified” them that I was there. Of course, no seems to care that this is a public place and in total disregard of stated policy on the college website, which declares that the main campus is to be open until 11 PM.

For years I was a solid law-and-order man, giving deference to those in authority. But as I came to realize how many yahoos work in security and law enforcement, I knew it was time to challenge their authority. This reminds me of a book I should probably read. I can't remember the title offhand. It has something to do with learning police tactics, which for more than thirty years I was totally unaware save for the occasional cop television show, which aren't particularly accurate. It's “Arrest Proof Yourself” or something very similar.

I guess reading it should be a top priority. I really don't like the way many of the public safety folk treat people. The other man who seems to come on duty at night isn't confrontational like Straight is. I think that's his name. He is a dou--e bag of the highest (or is it lowest?) order. He thinks he is some sort of authority figure and obviously is unaccustomed to being challenged in any serious way. Instead I just think he's a punk who needs to get a life.

Previously I had a run-in with him during a snowstorm when the entire campus was closed. Of course, it turned out to be nothing. The snow stopped falling and what had stuck (and it wasn't even an inch) melted very quickly the next morning. I was in the middle of completing and then submitting homework online. He came along and “ordered” me to leave. I ended up comparing him to the Gestapo and calling him an a--hole, if I remember correctly. Well, though this was months ago, he remembered and tonight mentioned something about getting a swastika armband. I got my stuff together and made my way for the door. Also, he shouldn't forget to click his heels together. What an a--.

The police state and those who have wet dreams about it need to be confronted more and more. He threatened to issue a “No Trespass” order against me, which I then replied was illegal. I asked him if he really wanted to bring on a lawsuit. I really don't want to get entangled in one right now, but we will see what happens. I doubt much, if anything, comes of these little incidents. The nanny mini-state known as Chemeketa will meet its match if they want a fight.

He started pushing into me with his body to redirect me to a different door and probably in the hopes that it would provoke a fight. It was oddly strange. I guess he is rather limited in what he can do. And they are discussing issuing taser to these guys. And idiot students like David Olen Cross say Amen. No thanks!

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Destiny

Today I sit in a study room at the Chemeketa Library pondering what I should be doing with my life. I am debating whether or not I should go to China, perhaps Tibet if I can get permission and a job teaching English there, or somewhere in Europe. I have been considering studying at the University of Southampton in England and the University of Gothenburg in Sweden, among other places scattered throughout the continent. Areas of interest to me are all northern. I don't have much kinship with southern Europe, although I am confident that the people are friendly and certain localities beautiful.

My life has been at a mediocre standstill ever since I was formally cast out of Chemeketa. It was a shock to my system. That and my health scare, although much improved now, threw me into unexpected chaos and unknown. Ever since I have been unsure how to proceed. I have been on the hunt for a university, but continue to meet obstacles, particularly a hold on my transcripts at Portland State. This has hampered applications to places far and wide.

This spring I have been taking classes online via Oregon Coast Community College. They have been too easy for the likes of me. I have been slacking off in the best tradition of Animal House and Bart Simpson. And, yet, I stand a chance at a 4.0, or very close to it. I missed a few blog postings for my American Government course and this may bump down to a B.

It is remarkable to me that a few large mistakes on my part have so affected my life. PSU has a stranglehold on my academic future. As of today there is no way I can repay financial aid that has been retroactively denied. It is amazing to me that a school can do this to people. Sure, I should have been more responsible and I do owe the money. I am in so much debt — to hospitals, colleges and a host of others — that I doubt I will ever emerge from it on my own, though I am not pleading to anyone for money or help in any way. It is my problem.

My apartment in Salem is cluttered and messy as usual, but I am embarking on a plan to “reduce, reuse and recycle” as they say. When it comes to materialism and consumerism I am one of the worst offenders. Sadly I plead guilty. I wish things were different in America. As someone in my sociology class noted, the United States is definitely a “throw away” society.

I so enjoy writing, which I used to find a serious laborious effort, that it looks as if it will be my career, or at least a very major part of it and my life. What I would really like to do is write books, but I don't have the time to devote to it fulltime. It is time for me to move on, but where? And how? It seems I have more questions than answers.

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