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Photography

California Coast


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From the Shelley Loves Photography Collection:

The photo above is from the Muir Beach Lookout on the California coast north of San Francisco.

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Political Weblogging

And sometimes you want to sing

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

Peace bloggers. We have an official name, now. Of course, can’t have a term without a definition, and my definition of a peace blogger is anyone who believes, as Hodja did, that everyone in the Middle East conflict is right. And we believe this because we know that no one in the Middle East conflict is completely wrong. Takes two sides to make a war. Takes two sides to make a peace.

I guess peace starts with us, doesn’t it?

Unlike the typical warblogger, peace bloggers don’t always talk about peace. We don’t always talk about the Middle East. We don’t always talk about this story or that in the “biased and misrepresentational press”. In fact, there’s a lot of folks who are “peace bloggers” in heart, mind, and soul who don’t talk about the Middle East at all. And you know something, that’s just cool.

It seems to me that If you subscribe to an extremely narrow view of what’s right and wrong, why you’d have to spend pretty much all your time defending your view. So folks like Glenn Reynolds who focus on the Middle East and the evil Arabs and the wrongness of leftist-pinko liberals (me! me!) kind of have to because they’ve placed themselves on a ledge of belief that doesn’t have a lot of give, sure as heck doesn’t have a lot of take, and no room at all for movement.

How many warbloggers can stand on the head of a pin?

I know. It does seem as if there are a lot of warbloggers and they get a lot of buzz and a lot of hits per day and we can feel a bit overwhelmed at times. However, I’m finding that the warbloggers also link to each other in a kind of (close your eyes, AKMA) masturbational frenzy of self link love that’s a bit, well, kinky. However, that’s cool, too.

(I grew up in the generation that firmly believed in “whatever turns you on, as long as you don’t scare the cows”.)

Just because we’re peace bloggers doesn’t mean we have to spend all of our time refuting the warbloggers and crying out for peace. If you’re a peace blogger and read something that you feel strongly about, then post your thoughts, say the words, hum the tune. However, don’t feel you have to speak out just to balance the warblogger word count.

Remember the Vietnam war? Now what was it we were fighting for?

A peace blogger blogs for peace anytime they talk about their dog, show a picture, say a poem, sing a song, debate Post-Modernism, promote a book, talk about our significant others, talk about our kids, our jobs, our friends, about sex (we really do need more sex in weblogging), technology (Radio doesn’t count), and generally talk about life and what about life turns us on.

Always with the remembrance that wars result in people who have had their lives turned off. And nothing…nothing…nothing…will ever justify this.

Honk if you want peace, babies.

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Political Weblogging

Amongst the peace bloggers

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I found an excellent essay, Vietnam War Retrospective that discusses photojournalism’s effects on the Vietnam protest movement. Among some of the events recalled by the author, Frank Cossa, is the following:

We saw a callow, fair young man slip a flower into the rifle barrel of a helmeted MP standing guard in front of the Pentagon; a literal demonstration of “flower power” in a gesture of perfect absurdist grace. (We never did see the Pentagon “levitate” as the Yippies promised it would on that occasion, but some of us are convinced that it gave a slight shimmy).

I remember these images very well — flower children, eyes glazed by love and peace (and liberal doses of grass), gently putting daisies and carnations into the rifles of very young guardsmen, most of whom hadn’t a clue how to respond to such action. The image was very powerful, and an effective companion to other photojournalist efforts that showed dead Vietnamese children and women and dead American soldiers as well as injured or dead protestors.

After all, without love, what were we fighting for?

Peace Bloggers speak out:

AKMA – BTW, thanks for trying in Doc’s comments, Rev

Jonathon – who really shouldn’t eat sardines and vegemite, followed by lamb and potatoes when sick

Eric – Off to jury duty next week, poor boy

Chris – My favorite chicken who clucks most elegantly

Kath – Who suggests we should send the current Middle East leaders to Pluto

Mike Golby who introduces us to a new South African, Nithia Govender as both discuss the choice South Africa made for peace. Gives hope.

Elaine – who has taken to peace blogging most passionately

Steve who, like Jonathon, specializes in the delicately subtle as compared to the clamorously loud (the latter being my own particular approach).

Rogi — who pointed out this interesting new bug that really looks like a bug and gets 1 litre/100 km.

And Karl – Who wrote the peace bloggers creed:

Read both sides. Get to the truth. Form your own opinions. And if you can – be courageous and speak them. But make sure you read both sides to the story. Don’t trust writers that do not declare their biases.

Don’t add to the data smog people – help cut thru it.

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Political

If you’re not with us…

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Mike Sanders says And the equivocation and silence of the non war bloggers is deafening.

Not only condemned for what we say, we are now condemned by what we don’t say. Weblogging now has a new owner and that owner is the war bloggers and those who believe that if we don’t write for them, we write against them.

Doc points to Death does not Justify Death, an excellent essay. However, Doc — you’ve now placed yourself in the camp of the Unbelievers. You’re going straight to hell, dragged there by the triple-headed hound of hypocrisy, vengeance, and bigotry. You spoke out, but you didn’t say the right words. You spoke out but you didn’t follow the script.

Doc, you also mention the National Post article about the UN document that supposedly condones violence as a way to achieve Palestinian statehood. So did several other people including Glenn ReynoldsMeryl, and Little Green Footballs.

Thanks to i.me.Michael who carefully placed actual links to the documents into a comment at Little Green Football, we can read the offensive material for ourselves.

First of all, read the UN Council’s news release about the resolution — pay particular attention to the statements associated with the votes on this measure, as well as the wording of the vote itself and what the document is condeming. A draft of the document can be seen here. According to comments attached to the Little Green Football posting, this is the actual document that was passed, and the document numbers do seem to match.

I am assuming that the clause that generated comments such as “The United States should withdraw from the United Nations and evict these terror-supporting toads from Manhattan” is:

1. Affirms the legitimate right of the Palestinian people to resist the Israeli occupation by all available means in order to free its land and be able to exercise its right of self-determination and that, by so doing, the Palestinian people is fulfilling its mission, one of the goals and purposes of the United Nations;

Yes — I would say that this paragraph condones the Palestinian fight to support their homeland. Does it condone terrorism? Not unless you disregard every other document that rejects terrorism and that comes out of the UN. The UN — as a body — does not and will not endorse terrorism. This is implicit in every one of the UN documents. This is reaffirmed again and again.

However, the warbloggers will take the phrase “…by all available means…” to mean “terrorism”, and by this term I mean bombs against civilian targets. And many of the Palestinians will also, I’m sure. And the Palestinians will continue shooting at and bombing Israeli soldiers in the West Bank. And they will most likely continue suicide and other bombings within Israel itself. And not because of this document. Most of them will never even know about documents such as this.

Do I support these bombings? Of course not. The Israelis do have a right to go about their daily lives without fear of being blown up. But, as Mike himself has said, it is more complicated than that, isn’t it?

I have a question for all the pro-Israel fanatics out there. We support Israel as it does what? I mean what is the ultimate goal here? Do you all seriously consider that the efforts in the West Bank will stop the suicide bombings? Seriously? And if Sharon follows through on his statement that he won’t stop until the suicide boming threat is ended, where will it end? When every Palestinian is dead in the West Bank? When every Arab is dead in the Middle East? When every Muslim is dead in the world? Because the more that Sharon hammers with his fist of hatred, the more terrorists he creates.

Here’s your equivocation: Israel has military but no terrorists and Palestinians have terrorists but no military. I don’t call this equivocation — I call this hypocrisy.

If Sharon acts without hinderance, there will be no West Bank, there will be a violent Middle Eastern war that will eventually become a war fought throughout the world. I have no doubts about it, we’re already seeing the seeds.

I have said and I mean it, I would fight and die if I must before I allow the destruction of the Jewish people, and this includes the Jewish people within Israel. But I will not stand by Israel in its pogrom against the Palestinians.

Israel doesn’t deliberately target civilians right? No, it just sends in tanks to plow homes over that have civilians in them. It shoots gentle people on their way to ring bells.

People can you not see the hypocrisy in this? Are you so blind with self-righteousness that you don’t recognize the fact that more Palestinian civilians have been killed in the fighting in the last two years than Israeli?

I’ll be blunt — I bet the Palestinian people would prefer that the Israeli’s strap a bomb to themselves and go into specific restaurants and stores and on buses. This might be preferable to having entire streets bulldozed and not being able to leave their homes to buy food at all.

This fighting will never end — never end — until both sides realize their own crimes against humanity! Both sides!

The only way that peace will occur will be UN intervention. I have no doubt of this now, the hatred of both sides for each other is too strong. And UN intervention will not be without cost — to all of us. But we have to stop this fighting.

Doc also says “But we could use some peace bloggers. Other than Hanan Cohen, I don’t know any; and I don’t have the urge to become one, because I’d quickly become nothing else.”

Doc, what do you want? People have been speaking out for peace — they just aren’t in your sphere. You just haven’t been paying attention.

I had an email from Dean Landsman about whether he should post an email he had sent out. I won’t repeat Dean’s information — it’s up to him to post his own info — but I will post my response to his question about whether I had been harassed because of the views I have posted online about the Middle East:

You have to ask yourself what you want to accomplish with your weblog. Once you’ve entered the realm of the heavily emotional Middle East discussion, you will find it very difficult to back out and continue on with other topics.

 

So much of weblogging now is being taken over by the warbloggers. I think this is why blogspot is failing numerous times during the day (i.e. look where instapundit is hosted). And I think the issue has disrupted my “weblogging circle” and others.

 

Are these issues important? Yes. Should we all talk freely? Yes. But once you go this route, it’s difficult to indulge in light hearted camaraderie. At least, this is failing with me.

 

Personally, I think the fact that I brought this up is going to ultimately be responsible for me taking my weblog down. Not because I get nasty emails — these are from strangers, who cares? And no threats or anything like that — there enough people to hate, the nuts aren’t looking for new ones.

 

However, what was important to me with the weblog — the comaraderie with the other weblogs in the circle, the closeness — that’s all gone now. And at a time when I need it because of personal issues in my life.

 

Dean, I think you can open up an intellectual discussion on this and you’ll be loved by Mike Sanders (I know that one) and others, and you’ll get some negative feedback — this happens anytime you talk about difficult issues. For instance, I don’t agree with your letter and could possibly respond with my own weblog. And if you saw disagreement as “personal” (remember you are stating strong opinions) than you might want to hold on posting. However, if you wouldn’t take it personally (even if people call you Nasty Things), go for it.

 

Best wishes and here’s hoping you have better luck with this topic than I did

Mike, I haven’t been silent. And Doc, there have been weblogs who have paid a price and spoken out for peace, such as mine.

It’s just that neither of you wanted to hear what I had to say. So fuck you both.

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Just Shelley

Small Things

Today the clouds rolled in and it started raining. I spent the afternoon listening to excellent music, sipping hot cider, and emailing old friends I haven’t talked with in a long time, including “bossman”, my ex-boss from dot-com days who now lives in Australia.

Among the music I listened to is McCartney’s new double CD set, Wingspan (History and Hits), combining old and new music. It suited the day. So did Alanis Morrisette’s newest CD, her best release by far. I’m thinking of listening to Sting’s Desert Rose next, dedicated to a certain Brit I know, who just loves Sting. Or maybe I’ll listen to a little Phil Collins.

For dinner, I’m having a meat pie, an idea I got from Allan, except my pie will be homemade, with a delicate crust, very light on the meat, not too rich a sauce, and with vegies cut small — easy food for a tummy that isn’t feeling too good. I’ll eat it sitting in my favorite chair, comfy under a cozy blanket, listening to more music and watching the mist obscure the big ships in the bay as the gray of the day turns into the darker gray of the night.

To complete the picture, I’ll pretend my Mom made the pie. And tucked me into my blanket.

Small things.