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Over the summer of 2010 I began to ask myself, "what do you do if two of our Rights, as citizens of these United States, are diametrically opposed?" I came to the only viable conclusion: you compromise. Our great Nation works when there is compromise.

Right now most of you will agree with me that our political system is broken. What we currently have is: the politics of destruction; special interest groups who have the power and money to dictate policy; politicians who must spend their time raising money for the next election instead of doing the People's business; and, there are those who are so concerned about getting re-elected they cede their responsibilities to the citizenry to those groups making the loudest noises and the greatest threats.

The attacks that we were inundated with during the this election cycle belittled the democratic process. Shame on everyone involved. And, shame on the political obstructionists who are more interested in gaining and maintaining power than doing the people’s business. During these very difficult times all of us should be supporting our President. The challenge for all of us is, how do we improve upon this imperfect union that we call the United States of America? One thing I know for is not by dividing us.

I can remember when I was sixteen years old there was a day when my father called out to me, "Jackie, come quickly. You have to hear this. It's Winston Churchill. Come listen." I raced to the radio and for the first time heard a recording of Churchill's speech to a Nation standing alone against the greatest evil the world has ever known: "...we shall defend our island no matter what the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; and we shall not surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until in God's good time, the New World, with all it's power and might, steps forth to the rescue and liberation of The Old."

That day my hero was born. Where are our heroes today? jkt

Monday, November 25, 2013

Silent Parks

Snowmobiles do not belong in our National and State parks. Our parks are pristine areas preserved for future generations. I come to the parks to enjoy nature, see wildlife and to commune with God. I relish the silence. You do not drive snowmobiles in your churches, mosques and synagogues. What makes some think that they belong in God's natural cathedral, Yellowstone National Park, or any other?

We are inundated with noise wherever we go. Our parks are our one haven from the cacophony that surrounds us.

We have to set limits somewhere. Draw the line here. Preserve the beauty and the quiet of our parks.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Perfect Timing

                                           Photo by Maria VonVille

                                    Sometimes we are handed
                             the gift of perfect timing,
                             or perhaps it's a gift from God.          
                             Today at Pickerington Ponds
                             was one of those moments
                             that takes my breath away.
                             It began with five white egrets
                             sunning on dead limbs of a tree...
                             half-submerged, a lonely sentinel
                             in the middle of a sea of water,
                             well in a pond at least.
                             Two flew off with long wings flapping,
                             no wind to hinder their way.
                             In time I turned to see two cormorants,
                             land in that same dead tree
                             standing vigil on undulating branches,
                             lording over their water world.

                             At last I espied that elusive heron,
                             camouflaged in the dead of the tree.
                             You can never give up searching,
                             thinking none you will ever find.
                             Because there's always one out there...
                             grey upon grey, a puzzle within a puzzle.
                             Hm, it's not the day to wax philosophical,
                             instead a memory of my making.
                             May you have even a better day. -jkt-

Saturday, May 25, 2013

The Image of Man

I do not buy into the blasphemous idea that we are created in God's image. How egotistical is that? There is nothing God-like about the human race. Look around you. What do you see? Wars. Murder. Starvation. Rape. Greed. Hate. We're at the top of the food chain. We're the worst animals of all, because we are not driven by instinct alone.

Evolution is real. The evidence supports it. Only by accepting our true beginnings can we begin to overcome our animalistic tendencies that have wrought havoc upon the world in which we live. We can strive to be God-like, but we were not born that way.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

The Real Heart of America

Who are the brave people in this country? New Yorkers, who ran into burning buildings and gave their lives to save others on 9/11. New Yorkers, who combed through toxic rubble to bring loved ones home. New Yorkers, who picked themselves up and stood strong against terrorism.

Who are the brave people in this country? Bostonians, who ran toward the bombs, instead of away on 4/15. The policemen, State Troopers and FBI agents who marched steadfastly into danger. The people who came out of their homes in the midst of battle and cheered them on. It is the Mayor who rose from his wheelchair to inform and console. Who are the brave people in this country? The Governor, the President and First Lady who came to Boston to face down terrorism.

New Englanders are shining examples of what makes this Country great. Why do you think New York and Boston are targets of the terrorists' wrath? Because these great cities are glimmering beacons of hope to people the world over who long for freedom. New York and Boston are the real heartland of our country. I will have none of the hatemongering towards the greatest that America has to offer....its people. All of its people

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

A Plague Across the Land

Longing for a more peaceful future for our Nation, I look forward, not backward.  Jaded, I know that the same struggles continue as history repeats itself. Forged in the jungles of Vietnam, on a street in Dallas, a balcony in Memphis and in LA….gunned down, dreams dashed we rise again, all too often through the haze of violence and ignorance and hatred. Instead of learning from our mistakes, over and over again we march blindly back into our past.  So here we are...full circle once again. We must become engaged. We have to push back against the culture of guns that is striking down the hopes and dreams of too many of our fellow Americans while so many more live in fear of those who are armed and dangerous. We must quash the rise of those, armed, who wish to overthrow our democratically elected government. We must heal those who are overcome and driven by the sickness of their minds. Oklahoma City.  Columbine. Virginia Tech. Aurora. Newtown. We can no longer turn a blind eye or remain passive. It's going to take all of us to halt the plague that is engulfing our country.