Memories 19 Years Ago of 9/11
i feel pain for those who ave been affected. As I was personally but in the most unlikely way, I had attempted suicide immediately beforehand and was released from ICU the day before. When I turned on the news of course I was struck with the reality that 3,000 people and many others had been impacted who had no choice and here I was sitting basking in the moment of the devastation, yet I did not wish to be alive. That reality whipped me into an insight that has remained emphatically with me these last 19 years as a reminder of how precious life has been and always is.
Support needed for ending homeless morass is close to 3 billion dollars along the Front Range of Colorado: San Francisco will have 1/2 a billion dollars which is good news. How do we arrive at a reasonable goal for all people to be safe?
This is a snipet of the resources we need to tackle homelessness here. I estimate it will tke 6 times what it costs in San francisco, annually to meet the demand for housing and supportive services:
COURT FREES UP $490 MILLION TO TACKLE HOMELESSNESS The California Supreme Court ruled San Francisco can take control of more than $490 million in homelessness funds that have been tied up in legal challenges for more than a year. The windfall will come from Proposition C, an initiative San Francisco voters passed in 2018 that immediately provoked a lawsuit from an anti-tax group. The measure sought to raise $250 million to $300 million a year for homelessness services ― roughly double the typical funding ― by taxing all businesses in the city that have annual revenues above $50 million. [HuffPost]
We’re 28th in the world in ‘citizen well being “We are no longer the country we like to think we are.”
‘We are no longer the country we like to think we are’
| A woman in Pennington Gap, Va., a town that has suffered the ravages of the epidemic of despair. Johnathon Kelso for The New York Times |
| By Nicholas KristofOpinion Columnist |
| We Americans like to think, “we’re No. 1.” Sadly, that’s outdated. A new study that will be released tomorrow, the 2020 Social Progress Index, ranks the United States No. 28 worldwide in well-being of citizens — and an advance look at the data provides the basis for my new column. |
| Worse, the United States is one of only three countries worldwide that has slipped over the last decade in citizen well-being. The others are Brazil and Hungary, but the United States has fallen more than either of them. “If you compare us to other countries, we’re looking worse and worse,” Michael Porter, a Harvard Business School professor who advises the Social Progress Index, told me. And this isn’t just about President Trump: He’s a symptom of these trends, as well as a reason they’re accelerating. So please read and spread the word: This data should be a wake-up call. |
FC Franconia College in the White Mountains of New Hampshire in 1970 before I began working at Woodrock that same year with Stanley We Were Teens
FC Franconia College in the White Mountains of New Hampshire in 1970 before I began working at Woodrock that same year with Stanley We Were Teens
i was at FC at the time I’d worked in the kitchen. I don’t think that the lard from the river was repurposed in the kitchen. I opened the kitchen and made breakfast at school. I also cleaned out that river. My boots were water proofed forever with the “lard.” One of my favorite parts of FC was working in the various ways we were able and offering education seminar.
The year 1970 was a water shed time of my life unlike 2001. I was studying photography and became a photography councelor at Woodrock in Lower Pottsgrove, Pennsylvania. My brother Stanely were teens 18 and 19 years old. FC is Franconia College in the White Mountains of central New Hampshire. Near Franconia Notch and The Old Man in the Montain that has subsequently eroded. We used to climb the peaks and camp.
It was a magical place the hills were alive with silence and wisdom the home of Glooscap and the Micmac clan of Native Americans from Turtle Rock.
i was at FC at the time I’d worked in the kirchen making breakfast. I don’t think that the lard from the river was repurposed in the kitchen. I worked in the kitchen and made breakfast at school. I also cleaned out that river. My boots were water prroofed forever with the “lard.” One of my favorite parts of FC was working in the various ways we were able and offering education seminar.
I butchered that writing: I meant to say that as a breakfast chef for Franconia CollegeI opened the kitchen everyday and we did not use that lard that ame off the river. However my boots were at the time were water proofed for good by digging out that gunk and disposing it. I loved the lay of the land when I was there and was studying photography which I later set up a dark room twice at the camp I would come to manage in the 80’s. Earlier when I was 19 in 1970 I came back from school to be a counselor with my life long compadre hermano Stanley Burch. We were there that first year I was a counselor in tent 7. It was a watershed time of my life and I learned as much as one could about the woods at the site of Fellowship Farm and in our excursions. Stanley and I at the end of the summer took a bottle of blackbberry brandy up to a hill overlooking the entrance of Woodrock and drained it. We slept in the grass like two cow pokes exhausted from handling the craziness of the campers and the environment. We became life long brothers still living in the same vicinity now that we’re both nearly 70. ALL of this seems like dreaming about yesterday.
Protected: The Hours – To Mi Hijita
Member of the Consumer Advisory Board
Member of the Consumr Advisory Board
Fallacy of an outdoor site that protects people who are living on the streets of America Heeding the need avoiding the truth that we’ve failed to protect people at the inception of their lives
“Tent Cities Are Inherently Inhumane”.
Every neighbor engaging in vigorous debate, stood up to the City, The Council, and the fringe extremist groups … raised expectations for a means of caring for everyone no matter what their circumstances or status.
TRULY
It is possible to both want better resources for the houseless; while recognizing that “Tent Cities” do not provide them.
2,500 neighbors and advocates came together insisting on compassionate permanent resources —> http://chng.it/SD2bMYsp
Nor should there have to be any temporary anything for people or any living being at all
Morey “Tent City” Is No More
change.org
Thomas Merton
on Poverty and Scripture
Unfortunately, spiritual values are the last most of us accept as guiding principles of our lives
a Letter From a Brother on Racism and Defining Anyone by Looks and There Place of Origin
A Letter From a Brother
A Cure?
By Anthony “Rocko” Holloway
I hate being black. Not because there is anything inherently wrong with my skin color, which coincidentally is brown. Black is _____ (Fill in the Blank). Malcolm X pointed out that other than financial jargon “being in the black”, black usually has negative connotations.
Black or being black in the context of American culture suffers from stereotyping, misperceptions and just plain lies. I’m not going to give examples, make that part of your “Fill in the Blank” task.
All-in-all the acceptance of falsehoods and even some of the behavior of some black people are symptomatic of deeper issues related to inhumanity and self-hate. I call it Racism – The America Illness. (This is a topic for another commentary). Also, I am commenting from a perspective of self-help and not blaming and finger pointing.
As with any illness, the first step is clearly identifying the “real” problem and not the symptoms.
I’m not sure how we get to the real problem, as we black people are so injured that we can’t always see past our perspective, which is skewed by years of degradation and abuse. If we can’t see clearly, then who can we trust to help us gain insight?
It has to be us, black people, because deep inside we know that something is wrong. I’m not talking about blaming we victims. I’m talking about taking a sobering look as to why some have internalized the less than human treatment that we have endured.
We live in an industrialized world that places maximum value on consumerism. We need to look at what we purchase and consume. And other than those things needed for survival, why do we buy what we do. Are we trying to buy esteem and value?
We need to understand that how we spent our time and money, reflects our innermost desire to BE. Be what? Each individual has to make that determination for oneself, while being fully aware that we are mightily influenced. Who we are and who we want to be is a lifetime endeavor that should ultimately be determined by each individual.
What happens when we determine that we are on the wrong track? We can’t endlessly change direction, life’s too short. How do we get to the root of us? If I had an answer to that question, I’d be a rich man. But I do believe that it is possible for most of us to dig deep enough to self-actualize. Being uncomfortably and sometimes brutally honest with oneself is the first, extremely difficult task. Some won’t make it, too much brainwash.
I was raised with white, middle class values, and I’m one of the darkest of us. Imagine me trying to accept and live the message without the packaging. It caused some emotional and intellectual indigestion over the years. After visiting Africa, I realized that I was more American than anything, and identified little with my African brothers and sisters other than skin color.
It hurt so bad that I engaged in self-questioning for a long time. Ultimately it helped me hone in on who I was, who I now am, and into who I want to continue to evolve. As corny as it may sound, I am Anthony “Rocko” Holloway for better or worse. As I’ve said in the past, I self-define as a human being first, who happens to be male, and identified as black by others. What I can’t reconcile is any perception of me as less-than-human because of my skin color…I don’t get it.
Many others will not understand his perspetive but he has awareness that few have.
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