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Skip to main content Incorrigible Observer Cheney U - "I felt better after I did it" 435 days, 5 hours, 18 minutes since T minus and counting.... Main menu Economics Internet Hosting Reviews History History Humor Philosophy Religion Science About Contact COVID-19 Climate Politics Iraq Carbon Neutral Submitted by cvining on Sat, 2009-06-06 11:32 Climate change is all around Creeping on us, makes no sound Always something else to do The cars, the wars, a bank or two The answer: easy! has been found! Leave that carbon in the ground. Can we resist these fuels so useful? And live each day carbon neutral? Commentary: Climate Read more about Carbon Neutral 3856 reads We are all going to die Submitted by cvining on Thu, 2020-04-30 12:49 I debated posting this at all because it's a downer, and there's nothing particularly new here. But it is on my mind so here goes. We are all going to die. The total morality rate is 1. The question is how we live, how and when we die. Times like these force us to think about how we live, how our choices affect not only our own lives but also the lives of others. Commentary: COVID-19 Read more about We are all going to die 291 reads I had a dream Submitted by cvining on Thu, 2019-04-25 10:36 I dreamt I was in a reception line at a formal event. At the head of the line was the President of the United States, shaking hands one by one. He took my hand firmly as I stepped forward for my turn. I leaned slightly toward him and said "We have something in common, you and I." "Really? What's that?" I let his strong grip pull me closer, and spoke in a hushed tone so only he could hear: "Neither of us belongs here." Commentary: Politics Read more about I had a dream 1389 reads Martin Luther King Jr's constructive use time Submitted by cvining on Sun, 2018-11-18 05:42 Can't find it right now, but one of my friends posted an old video, an interview with Martin Luther King, Jr, one of America's greatest leaders of all time. That post reminded me of MLKs "Letter from Birmingham Jail." https://www.africa.upenn.edu/Articles_Gen/Letter_Birmingham.html Commentary: Politics Read more about Martin Luther King Jr's constructive use time 1551 reads Jack and Jill Submitted by cvining on Sat, 2018-03-03 19:34 Jack and Jill Went up the Hill To beg for something safer Jack fell down Blood all around And Jill died crawling after Up Jack got He, badly shot, Remembered in the paper Empty stares Thoughts and prayers We mourn the dead tenth grader They call B.S. Children address This homegrown bloody terror Endured in school Just so you'll From tyrants slightly safer Stop the guns The deadly ones That leave our children slaughtered The tyranny You fear is thee Killing our sons and daughters Stop killing our sons and daughters. Stop. Killing. Our. Sons and Daughters. (Placed in public domain. No rights reserved.) Commentary: Politics Read more about Jack and Jill 2057 reads Green, Brown, or Tan Submitted by cvining on Tue, 2017-02-07 14:43 I am Sam. Uncle Sam. That Sam I Am. That Uncle Sam. I do not like that White House man. Do you like green, brown, or tan? I do not like them, Uncle Sam. I do not like green, brown, or tan. Would you like them here or there? I would not like them here or there. I would not like them anywhere. I do not like green, brown or tan. I just don't like them, Uncle Sam. Would you like them were they housed? Would you like them thrice deloused? I do not like them in a house. I do not like them thrice deloused. I do not like them here or there. I do not like them anywhere. I do not like green, brown, or tan. I do not like them, Uncle Sam. Would you loan them a small box? Would you feed them bagels? Lox? Not in a box. Not even lox. Not in a house. Not thrice deloused. I would not feed them here or there. I would not feed them anywhere. I would not help green, brown, or tan. I would not help Any man. ​ This work has been dedicated to the public domain by waiving all rights to the work worldwide under copyright law, including all related and neighboring rights, to the extent allowed by law. You can copy, modify, distribute and perform the work, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. For further details see: https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0 Commentary: Politics Read more about Green, Brown, or Tan 2692 reads If-- by Rudyard Kipling Submitted by cvining on Wed, 2016-07-20 03:03 Dear Friend, This poem comes as close to religion for me as anything I know. It is written to a boy but applies equally to a woman. Perhaps you may find it some help, as I have, when facing life's sometimes difficult choices. If— by RUDYARD KIPLING If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son! Commentary: Philosophy Read more about If-- by Rudyard Kipling 3266 reads Casey At The Bat Submitted by cvining on Sun, 2016-04-17 18:31 Ernest Lawrence Thayer The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day: The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play, And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same, A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game. A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest Clung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast; They thought, “If only Casey could but get a whack at that— We’d put up even money now, with Casey at the bat.” But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake, And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake; So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat, For there seemed but little chance of Casey getting to the bat. But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all, And Blake, the much despisèd, tore the cover off the ball; And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred, There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third. Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell; It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell; It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat, For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat. There was ease in Casey’s manner as he stepped into his place; There was pride in Casey’s bearing and a smile lit Casey’s face. And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat, No stranger in the crowd could doubt ‘twas Casey at the bat. Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt; Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt; Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip, Defiance flashed in Casey’s eye, a sneer curled Casey’s lip. And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,...