The Passing Of The One Saddens The Many.

How do you eulogise someone who you’ve only met very briefly in passing, yet was a key past of your life for decades? How do you pay proper respect to someone who touched so many lives, in many ways beyond that for which he was known? How can mere words give proper tribute to someone who literally became part of the world’s consciousness, and conscience?

Leonard Nimoy was many things, and did so much more than portray the beloved Mr. Spock from Star Trek. A writer, director, author, musician, and a guest star on dozens of TV shows and movies across five decades, he should be lionised as a man for all times and tastes. Yet it was that brief span on a failed NBC sci-fi series that brought him first to the American psyche, then to the world over. A little cult TV show, written by a true genius (the great Gene Roddenberry), gave us an insight to a truly utopian future. War, poverty, disease, and so many other human foibles had been conquered or marginalised, and our window to that wonderful future was through the eyes of a great yin and yang. While Captain Kirk plowed through each and every challenge with his heart on his sleeve, it was the cool, calm, logical Mr. Spock that attracted such a loyal following. To this day, Spock’s death scene in “The Wrath Of Khan” is some of Hollywood’s most poignant footage, and the groundswell of protest at his seeming end powered the original series to four more movies, not to mention several TV spinoffs and a host of films – not to mention, being the catalyst that brought my wife and myself together over25 years ago.

Leonard Nimoy was so much to so many. To sum his life up in a few words seems so meagre, so insufficient. Perhaps the best tribute to him is to measure how many lives he touched, over so many years, across so much of this planet. And in that measure, he will truly stand for the ages, a monument to how large an impact one person can have. In summation, I can only quote the words of Captain Kirk, and say of him, “Of all the souls I have met in my journeys, his was the most …. human.” It was, indeed, we, who have lived long and prospered so much from knowing him.

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Just Checking In, And A Brief Mention of Leonard.

I’ll post a proper send-off to Leonard Nimoy sometime tomorrow. Today has been a twin pain in the butt. First, we get rid of the neighbor couple who have been harassing us non-stop for the post several months, including filing false reports with the dog warden (which got them in trouble with the police – dumb-ass rednecks) and the police, and trying repeatedly to catch me when I’m outside so the husband could attack and try to beat me up – hence my silence since before Christmas, despite finally getting most of my PC problems fixed. Then some guy shows up this afternoon after they left, passing himself off as a real-estate rep, and proceeds to first accuse me of trying to break into the now-empty house across the drive, then telling me we have NO right to the driveway (yes, THAT problem again), then threatening to come over and beat me up! I’m really starting to think I need some live rounds for some of my WW2 toys….

Not to mention a bad 3-week spate of headaches. PLEASE don’t mention them! A real round of skull-crackers, rendering my mental capacities to the level of half-set Jello. Just the thing to go along with crazy neighbors.

Until we meet again, as our sadly recently-passed Mr. Nimoy was famous for saying, may you all Live Long and Prosper.

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How To Set The Bar REAL Low!

Here’s a quick giggle for you. I was checking out news stories, and clicked on a link for a rather non-descriptive headline. So I go to http://www.osundefender.org. It’s a newspaper in Nigeria – according to their proud banner, “The 6th Most Visited Newspaper Website In Nigeria”.

Are you freaking KIDDING me?!? SIXTH?!? And you’re PROUD of this?!?

Guess all those Nigerian princes wiring money to the US can’t be wrong, eh? :D

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Goodbye, Ernie.

On the northside of Chicago
Lies pure frustration’s hub.
But Wrigley Field is quiet and sad
As we say Farewell to Mr. Cub.

A true Cubs fan stays faithful
Through every error, foul, and flub.
We learned to be so steadfast
From the spirit of Mr. Cub.

Though decades pass without a win
For our beleaguered club,
And though they oft leave our patience
Worn to a nub,
We shall always love our Northside boys
And cheer from every pub.
So Rest in Peace, dear Ernie Banks.
Farewell, our friend, Mister Cub.

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Je Suis Charlie Hebdo

To believe in a religious faith is fine. To get angry when someone pokes fun at it is acceptable. To murder someone over a cartoon transcends asinine, overreaches obscene, and vaults directly to despicable. And to kill almost half of a satire magazine’s staff, then to walk over to a prostrate wounded police officer and shoot him to death, goes beyond even my rich vocabulary to condemn. This isn’t revenge for Mohammed, this isn’t Islam triumphing over Christianity, this is just one thing – cowardice that should make the heavens themselves open up and strike down the loathsome wastes of DNA that assaulted the offices of the French magazine Charlie Hebdo.

Today, I Am Charlie Hebdo. We should all be Charlie Hebdo. And we must make sure that freedom of expression, no matter how loathsome some may find it, should continue unabated.

We owe those who perished today, nothing less. Je suis Charlie Hebdo.

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Still Here – Sort Of.

Just a quick note to let you all know I’m still around. My PC problems were mostly solved, save for re-establishing contact with my Email (so I could respond to comments, mainly), when my on-again-off-again pancreatitis returned with a vengeance. I thought I had it whipped a few weeks ago, but after a miserable 8-day head-cracking migraine, the guts went nuts – again. Believe me, a diet of toast, cheese and crackers, and PBJ sandwiches gets REAL boring after several weeks.

One sad note before I sign off for 2014. Edward Hermann has passed. While he has a fairly extensive filmography, I will always remember his mellifluous baritone narration on so many History Channel shows of the 90s and 2000s. A very talented and highly intelligent man, he didn’t just narrate, he narrated with emotion and caring in his voice. A sad loss indeed.

Well, to those of you east of me, hope you had a Happy New Year. To those south and west, may you have a Happy New Year. And while it might take a bit, I do have plans to be back – soon, I hope!

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Veterans’ Day 2014

On the porch of a house in Fresno,
a small town in Ohio,
Three flags in the wind blow for veterans I know,
And those I don’t know,
But admire and appreciate so.

World War 1, 100 years ago. World War 2, 75 years ago. The 2nd Gulf War yet to go.
Will we ever learn?
I hope so …. but I don’t know.

Thanks to all who serve, and have served, all around this world.

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