Lock him up

I get into plenty of arguments with people over gun control.  I support background checks.  I am mixed on the idea of “reduced” magazine size.  But I am all for the “right to bear arms.”  But with that “right” comes responsibilities.  And that is where many things go wrong.

In a case here in NJ where a 4-year old shot and killed his 6-year old friend, the father has been charged with child endangerment and enabling access by minors to a loaded firearm.  This is exactly what should happen in all of these cases.  Far too often you see an incident classified as an “accident” (and it is to the extent that there was no malicious intent on the part of the 4-year old), such as the case where the 4-year old nephew of Deputy Daniel Fanning shot and killed his wife when he “accidentally” discharged a gun that Fanning had left laying on the bed. The Tenn Sheriff investigating the incident called it “a terrible accident” and while the Tennessee Bureau of Investigations is examining the incident, over a month later, no charges have been filed.

I realize that ever since the Newton shooting, we are all hypersentive to children and guns.  But let up lay blame where it belongs.  When an adult is guilty of manslaughter by leaving a loaded firearm around that causes death, charge him.  Then hopefully the next person won’t be so careless.

Another Photography is not illegal post

Prudential Buiding I have been aware of it for some time.  I have ranted about it in several different places, not from a personal perspective, but just from reading about it from others.  A simple example of overreaching in the post 9-11 world, where civil liberties are violated, and people’s rights are eroded all in the name of “National Security.”

Being aware of that, when I saw this weeks Instagram Project #WatchingWatchers (photographing security cameras), I wondered how many people would run into Security and or law enforcement personnel issues.  Never once actually thinking that I would be one of them.

I don’t usually go out of my way for the Instagram Projects, but when I do happen to run across something that happens to fit, I join in.  So while on my way over to the gym, I paused out in front of the Prudential Building and decided to grab a shot of the cameras. (Can’t you just see from this shot how I got all the “secrets” I needed?)

I started to realize that perhaps I might have an issue, when I spotted one of the security guards, comfortably sitting at his desk inside the building, sit up and watch me, as I moved side to side, looking for the best angle for my shot.  I wasn’t there more than a minute, when I found my shot and took my picture.  I paused once more at the corner of the building and fired one more shot (which didn’t come out as good), and went on my merry way.  Leaving (I thought) the security guard satisfied that I did not linger too long.

It was about a block later, as I waited for the light to cross that I was tracked down by Aunt Betty (Well, she wasn’t my aunt, and I don’t know what her name actually was, but she just looked like an Aunt Betty), a short, maybe 4’10″ 210 – 220 lbs in a rather disheveled Rent-A-Cop uniform.  She “informed me” that I was not allowed to take pictures of the Prudential Building, and that she was going to have to confiscate my phone to ensure the pictures were removed.

My first reaction was of course to laugh… which I annoyed her, and set the tone for our conversation, which went downhill pretty quickly.  After chuckling, I very nicely stated, that I was most certainly within my rights to take a picture of the Prudential Building, or any other building that I could view from a public sidewalk.

She said, that I most certainly did not, and what was I doing taking pictures anyway?  Now I was a bit curious, and I went on, “Well, I took a picture because I wanted to, and by the way,  just out of curiosity, Do you think this simple line of questioning would have had worked, and I would have simply admitted that I was a terrorist looking to wipe out the infidels and plan on starting with this building?”

She now got loud, and again stated that she needed to take my phone, as was her right for “National Security.”  OK, I tried to be nice (if a bit snarky), and now she is getting loud, so I got annoyed (and perhaps a bit more snarky), and asked, “Oh, does the FBI have offices in Prudential?”  ”No!” “Well, I know the CIA has no right to act domestically, so then it must be the NSA?” “No!” “Well, then this is not a government building… not that it would be wrong for me to take a picture of a government either.”

“Look,” she now tried sounding tough, “it is illegal for you to photograph that building.” and actually reached out, as if she was going to try to take the phone from my shirt pocket.   I started out, “Oh Hon,” which really made her look angry, “judging by the condition of your uniform, your grasp of the law is about is as good as your grasp on how to use an iron.  Should you touch me or try to take my property again, I will call a real cop and have you arrested for theft.  Now go back behind your little desk, go watch your soaps, or whatever it is you do to pass the time guarding a closed building on a Saturday, as I am no longer going to serve as your excitement.”

I turned to walk away, and Aunt Betty just stood there briefly, and (I could see her in the store window glass reflection) adjust her belt, and give that little hip shuffle as if she just gave me a “what for” and paraded back to her office.  And I wondered… just how many people would have caved and turned over their phone and/or agreed to delete the picture in the name of “National Security” just because somebody wearing a (poor fitting and faded) uniform told them to so.

 

Yes, we can make a difference

There are hundreds (if not thousands) of recaps, reviews, etc of this weekends events at the NYC Hilton.  I don’t need to tell you that there were thousands (I think) of women and a maybe a couple of dozen men sprinkled in, all with different goals underscored by the commonality of blogging.  But even if you weren’t there, chances are if you are reading this, you know what it was all about.  So, I will not rehash what really requires no rehashing.

Instead, I will share what I learned, because obviously being in the minority at this event, my perceptions and what I took away, particularly from the keynote speeches will be markedly different than those of the majority.  In particular I took a lot away from the closing keynote, because while it was geared and spoke directly to the women of the crowd, the underlying theme is one that we all know but sometimes forget (or toss aside because of political use… but that is another story)… and that message is… “Yes, I can make a difference!”

Ever so often I tend to start shying away from posting here when I get too caught up in one of my phases.  In particularly one of my ranting phases.  ”Who wants to hear this?”  I ask myself.  ”Who cares?” and “What difference is it going to make?”  During the Keynote it was asked if the sponsors were there “because they like us?  No!”  And it very true.  We as consumers have a lot of power.  We as voices on the Internet have even more power.  We have the power to not only vote with our wallets, but to spread the word, not to mention the ability to do what PR people fear most… spread the word.

And oddly enough, just today, I saw on Twitter, a post that described this sentiment exactly:

@StephanieWDC: The era of effective consumer boycotts is over. Companies don’t change behavior, they just get better at PR.

And this helped gel my new affirmation I had pledged to myself.  This is NOT true unless we allow it to be true.  There are victories (albeit small at times) that are being won all over the place if you take the time to look.  More and more milk companies are asking farmers to take “No bovine hormone” pledges and offering milk that is no longer tainted with this.  Why?  Because consumers demanded it.  In many of the consumer products that dotted the exhibit all you were seeing the effects of the demands of consumers, items made with fresh ingredients, items that were now organic, or made with greener packaging.  No, it is not every company, and some of the companies are being sneaky (but I will address that tomorrow) with their ingredients, but the effects are clear, they are real and they are tangible.  And they are there because, “Yes… We CAN!”  (please again, put aside your political ideology, because that is not what this is about)

You will see “experts” that will say bloggers are a bunch of egotistical beings that like to hear themselves talk (so to speak), and to some extent, there is probably a modicum of truth to that.  I didn’t start blogging because of money, it is not my “job” it is a passion, and one I take pride in doing.  So, yes if that is egotistical of me… so be it.  But that doesn’t make my voice, my feelings, my opinions any less worthy.  It doesn’t mean that if I want to help effect change by supporting the removal of rBGH from milk, or warning others of the dangers of High Fructose Corn Syrup that my sharing that information is just as valid as any other persons.

There is a great line in the movie, “National Treasure” where Benjamin Gates (Nicholas Cage) paraphrases something from the Declaration of Independence:

“If there’s something wrong, those who have the ability to take action have the responsibility to take action.”

If you liked nothing else about this movie, this is a great line, and one that is an excellent take away for every person.  We as bloggers, whether the cause be big or small, whether we are trying to right injustices all over the world, or just in our own back yard, we have the tools… and I don’t mean the Web Server, or WordPress, etc.  I mean we have a voice, we have a platform, we have the ability to affect change, whether it be fixing problems with food, seeking parity between men and women in elected offices, ensuring our children get the educations they deserve, or finding the best knitting needles to make a scarf, whatever it is you strive to do, to say, to acquire the knowledge to learn, you have the ability.  Now it is up to you to go out and do it. say it.  be it.  Because, Yes… We Can!

Don’t forget Dad

I ranted a bit on Twitter back during the Olympics about the Proctor & Gamble “Thanks Mom” campaign.  I can sum up my those dozen or so Tweets and my feelings on the matter in a few simple words… “Screw You P&G.”

So, why am I going on about this again *now*?  Well, two reasons.  The first is because they have once again been pushing through with some bloggers on additional “Thank You Mom” posts, but the second is much more personal.  I have gone on (and on and on) about LatteGirl and her Ice Skating, here, on Twitter, IRL and anywhere else I can, and I know some of you at least are probably tired of hearing about it by now.  This week however, while LatteGirl is up in Boston competing at the ISI World Team Championships 2010, I am back at home, and it is this that is currently making me (despite my tag line), just a bit bitter.

As many already know, I take a very active interest in her skating.  I attend every competition I possibly can, I cheer her on as much as anybody can, heck I started taking ice skating lessons just to be able to have a better understanding of terms, and be able to spend some time with her in her element.  But just as important (I believe), I fund all of this.  So, no I am not in Boston right now, not because I don’t want to be there, but because we cannot afford for me to be there.  Besides the additional expense of me actually taking the trip, then we would have to board the dogs, and I would have to sacrifice income… Income that we need for her to be able to be able to participate in these events.

Tell me the truth, isn’t that worth a little appreciation for what Dad does?  No, I am not there, but that doesn’t make me any less of a supporter in her interests.  The title of this is a bit off, but I don’t know another way to put it.  I am not necessarily looking for a pat on the back, nor do I think most mothers do it for that reason.  They do it for the benefit of their kids as I do.  But, I guess it seems that marketers these days are falling all over themselves nowadays to ensure they are pitching to Mom, that Dad sort of gets forgotten in his role.  Don’t forget Dad, he cares too.

Memorial Day IS (and isn’t)

This weekend is Memorial Day in the U.S. as most (if not all) of you know.  When I was a kid, this was (next to Xmas) one of my favorite holidays.  I helped my dad several times build floats for the Memorial Day Parade, I went with him on the Sunday two weeks  before to help raise money for Disabled American Veterans, and on the Sunday before to decorate the graves of fallen soldiers with American Flags.  I’d help sell (well at least I thought I was helping) Poppies.   I’d run and collect .30-06 shells from the rifles used for the 21 gun salute and several times I got to march with him and his War Veterans Post in the Memorial Day Parade.

But I must admit, it has been a long time since I have really enjoyed the holiday.  People talk about Xmas losing its “meaning” (don’t get me started on that one), but I don’t know if any holiday has lost more of its true meaning than Memorial Day.

What is Memorial Day?  Memorial Day (originally Decoration Day) is a day set aside to Honor and commemorate those that lost their lives defending this country in a time of war.

Now I am not saying that people need to sit around and mourn or be solemn on this day.  I actually think and like the traditions of Barbecues and festivities that often take place.  Think of it as a giant Irish Wake to celebrate the lives of these brave men and women that have given their lives.

What Memorial Day ISN’T.

It isn’t JUST the “unofficial start of summer.”  While you are enjoying those burgers and cold drinks, don’t forget to remember those people that gave their lives so that you could enjoy those things.

Just as importantly (though some may not realize they are doing this), Memorial Day is most definitely NOT a day to use the military as your political pawn.  It is not a day to try and tell people how much more patriotic you are than somebody else.

It is not a day to make a statement about policies you would like to see enacted (or repealed).

Using these brave souls as a tool on this day is a disgrace to their memories… but yes, you do have a right to do it if you want, thanks at least in part to their sacrifices.

Remember those that have died in defending our country.

Celebrate in their honor.

Thank those living that continue to carry on those missions.

Leave the rhetoric until Tuesday… don’t worry, it isn’t going anywhere.