The good games are the ones where it’s a hard fought and earned win. The good games are not blowouts. The good games are the ones where you say “that team lost, but damn they did their best”. Good is not being successful. Good is doing the best you can. Everyone wants to be great. We don’t need great. We need good. BE good. There’s a lot of bad out there. A lot of imbalance. Throw your weight towards something right (even if that means going left). Everyone who had a chance to play the game can be a winner. Let’s give everyone a chance to play before we get mad that we haven’t won yet.
You know so much of the time we’re just lost, we say please God, tell us what is right, tell us what is true. And there is no justice, the rich win, the poor are powerless. We become tired of hearing people lie. And after a time we become dead. Little dead we think of ourselves as victims. And we become victims. We become weak. We doubt ourselves. We doubt our beliefs. We doubt our institutions. And we doubt the law, but today you are the law…
You are the law. Not some book. Not the lawyers, not the marble statue. Or the trappings of the court. Those are just symbols of our desire to be just. They are in fact a prayer, a fervent and a frightened prayer. In my religion they say “act is if ye had faith, faith will be given to you”… If.. If we are to have faith in justice we need only to believe in ourselves, and act with justice. See I believe there is justice in our hearts.
PEACE
TO OUR WORLD
ACT WITH JUSTICE
PLEASE DONATE AGAIN IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY TO THE HAITI RELIEF EFFORT
I never took a class in : public speaking, poetry, quantum mechanics, a musical instrument, saying good morning, saying thank you & please, holding doors or being courteous and respectful. I never took a class to be a busboy, to put up christmas lights, to rig 125 foot machines with lighting & grip equipment or fill dumpsters with the broken pieces of wrapped sets.
I graduated from Staten Island Technical HS in 2003. It’s like Bronx tech or BK tech there is a limited acceptance. MY zoned school was New Dorp HS. New Dorp HS at the time had a dropout rate of like 60%. Both of my brothers went to New Dorp. Now both of my brothers got GED’s. I was lucky to go to the other school. I still never went. At the end of the 4 years I had 196 absences total. I think there are 180 days in a school year. I used to figure out what days I would be absent by only showing up for the ‘review’ day before the test. I never did homework I only did the necessary projects. I had cutting school down to a science. I worked harder avoiding school than I would have if I’d have just went.
I was doing fine until my senior year first semester. My 1st two classes were Gym and English. I don’t need to walk laps around the track. I was playing handball every day. As a 17 year old kid I was as fit as I could be. English – I love english, obviously I write all the time, I HATED the class. SO BORING. They would dictate chapters of books I’d finished reading in 2 nights. And here I am in this so called special acceptence ‘smart’ school bored out of my mind because this shit is so simple. So I failed those two classes. Now the 2nd semester comes around and I have to make up for it.
The guidance counselor who was a very nice woman and I’m pissed I can’t remember her name came up with the idea that there are night school HS classes at the school and I could finish my last semester there. I had TWO gym classes and one english class. That was my last semester of high school. Because it’s a technical school with extra curriculum built-in I already had all the other required reagents and credits to graduate except for the 2 gym and 1 english. So off I am in night school. I show up at my graduation and not one of the kids in my graduating class had seen me for 6 months.
HOW’D YOU DO THAT?
I like to do things my own way. Common sense & experience have treated me very well and I’ve learned to trust them over data forced down peoples throats.
I’ll save my one and only year at SUNY Old Westbury for another blog. Ha. I haven’t been in a classroom in 6 years. I never stopped learning!
The Greatest Generation is a term referring to the generation of people who fought World War II and afterwords rebuilt everything that was destroyed.
I was thinking about this.
Do I want to be called a member of the Greatest Generation? I do.
I can’t?
Because I haven’t fought a war?
Because I haven’t killed anyone?
Well…
They are the Greatest Generation. I acknowledge and honor all veterans who’ve fought. The women who stepped up and supported them. The children, the innocent ones lost. Whether they were wrong or right they died. Anyone and everyone. But I want us to be known as the Greatest Generation. How can we top reuniting and rebuilding a world after a war?
We can top that by uniting and building a world WITHOUT war.
That would make us the greatest generation. That would have people speaking(and tweeting?) of us as the ones who collectively decided that enough was enough. The tools for such communication were never in place. The wealth of common knowledge has never been more accessible. I’m not on some crazy biblical the light is gonna shine down and all will be granted heaven-ish. I’m saying “the people united will never be defeated”. That’s a protest slogan I’ve heard. It’s true but how could the people of the 60′s be truly united when they were small groups of people limited by physical mail and telephone for communication? That’s only 50 years ago. We’ve been “modern humans” for thousands of years. Now look what we’ve come into just in our lifetime(every single person who will read this).
These are not toys we’ve been given they are tools. Let’s use them.
Happy New Year
I said to my friends & fam I hope we all get JUICY