New America

14 years ago,
A tragic happening,
A city was in ruins,
Walls crumbling down around

The smoke filled the air,
The ash was so toxic,
New York life running,
Running for their life

Today I bow my head,
And put on a quiet somber,
To remember those who died,
The kids who lost their mother and father

I remember the day,
I remember the people,
The beauty was destroyed,
The shattered steeple

A young child was I,
So innocent and unaware,
We made it through though,
Can’t pick on us,
We are prepared

This New America,
It seems so much better,
But it is not perfect,
Still have scarlet letters

The world so advanced,
Social media rules us all,
Our eyes, my eyes,
Are wide open,
All because of that tragic fall

But even on this day
A little humor is okay
It helps to heal the wounds
Helps to restitch the tattered fray

Brought together again
The world so diverse
The beauty of tragedy
so poetically versed

Patriotic Ignorance

Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you?


How can the word “patriotic” not be generally associated with the land of the free, home of the brave?

It’s always been red, white, and blue to me and there’s no way I would think of it any other way.

Telling a person in Britain, Germany, or even Japan that they are being patriotic might be insulting because they don’t want to associate their selves with American culture (other than getting all of our American TV programming, listening to our music, and following our American stars). But in fact, patriotism is not just central to America. It is a word that means “having or expressing devotion to and vigorous support for one’s country”. How ignorant I was to never know it had a universal meaning. Yeah, I just found that out today after a search on Bing. Oh, you thought I was going to say Google? Screw it, I’m a rebel.

Actually, a lot of Americans are ignorant about this word. To them (and me) it always brings up images of the stars and stripes, heroes of the Revolutionary War against Britain, our founders and the signing of the Declaration, the fourth of July, fireworks and sparklers, and the deep love for their homeland where 43 men (excluding Washington) have resided in a building with a racially suggestive title. I guess I was never told that in school, the word always being exclusively preached from an American perspective. A patriotic Brazilian? Sounds like an oxymoron or a weird hybrid of sorts. Makes me a bit nauseous to think of it used in any sense other than American. I’m not being a nationalist here but simply stating my honest opinion.

When I first saw this prompt idea today, the first thought that came to my head was, “Hey, how about I look for a picture of an American flag I took a while back and use it as the feature image today?” Because that is my thinking of America always being the center of everything. When I look at a globe or map, the United States is always my initial starting point and the other countries are just my “travel destinations”. I’m sure people in England or Australia use their own countries as the focal points on globes. I’m sure versions of Google Maps and Earth in other places are programmed differently to not seem too “patriotic” in the American sense. I’m also sure other countries thought of their own homeland today or just looked at this prompt in disgust and said “this is just another propaganda stunt for the USA!”

Doing a quick image search for ‘patriotic’ on Bing brings up an entire page of images associated with the United States. I’m sure I don’t have to do the same thing on Google and other search engines to really drive home the point that “patriotic” is an exclusive American word.

Who cannot say that the United States of America is the epicenter of the world? What is the one place every one wants to go to live the “Dream”? America, that’s where. We are the melting pot. When this country was first being settled, millions of people from European lands came here to escape from persecution and control from royal authority. They came here because there was opportunity for jobs and to live a great life. When they first crossed into the New York Harbor and saw The Statue of Liberty, a rush of relief came over them as if they were leaving their worries behind and were finally going to reside in a land of paradise. But, oh, little did they know that this “great land” had troubles of its own and wasn’t exactly pie in the sky. No, there was deep roots of slavery, hatred, prejudice, and violence going on. Women weren’t even allowed to vote. Native Americans were being killed and restricted to smaller and smaller portions of land unapologetically called reservations. So they wanted to come to America because stars were in their eyes? Well, they never read the fine print, did they?


Rose colored glasses aside, the America today is a great place to live. We have nearly the best of everything in Hollywood and the film industry, all of the top websites are based in or around California, our automotive industry is thriving and improving, and the culture of sports and entertainment could not be any richer. The beautiful scenery is also endless, my trips to Northern Michigan and the Great Lakes being an example. We have maybe the best military and war technologies in the world, many of them I could only dream of. We also are the birthplace of the current number one golfer in the world, Jordan Spieth! I love my country. It is second to none in my mind, not even China that is associated with the word “sweatshop”. Now, about that outrageous debt…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Pledge Allegiance.”


Gold Margarita
Gold Margarita
The fourth of July
Sipping margaritas
That explosion of taste
Like a million tiny knives
With a ring of salt
Like ice rocks of Saturn
The terrible lime
On the rocks
Tasted just fine
To raise a gold glass
And celebrate America one more time

Fruit of Dystopia

Imagine we lived in a world that’s all of a sudden devoid of color, but where you’re given the option to have just one object keep its original hue. Which object (and which color) would that be?

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The apple of my eye

Red wisdom

Simple and elegant

Juicy crunch

Adam’s fruit

Sin of Eden



Abbey Road

Blood and Love

Its richness

Would stand out in a stale world




Cider mill

Idol fruit

Toffee apples

Apples of Hel


Earliest cultivation

Snow White’s curse



But also

Yellow, green, pink, russet

Golden, Granny smith, Macintosh

If Dystopia would allow

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Daily Prompt 10/26/14

P.S. I just cracked 110 followers on this blog! No, I don’t mean I broke them open like nuts…

Things to do during a NASCAR rain delay

The 2014 Daytona 500 got red flagged for rain so Jack and I got bored and started to present some interesting facts about the race, number one being the starting point.

1. Try to offer a scientific explanation of the commentators left to right positioning on screen:

The main speaker of the broadcast is always on the left, being the traditional rule in TV etiquette (at least here in America). The audience’s eyes seem to focus more on the left side of the screen so the guy who is going to speak the most will obviously be over there, with some exceptions. I know this is the thing in America but in other countries, such as Japan, it might be different. On talk shows, the guest star is on the left because he/she is the star, the one being spotlighted and the viewers eyes are trained on them. In America, we also read left to right, drive on the left side of the car, and on Windows computers have the start button to what Beyonce would say.

2. View highlights of classic driver fights, from the ‘water cooler’ race of 1979, to The Intimidator saying “that son of a bitch”, to ‘the shove’ of 2006 with Jeff Gordon and Matt Kenseth, to the Edwards and Keselowski feuds at Talladega. And also a little bit of Kurt Busch, Kyle Busch, and Tony Stewart mixed in there.

3. Watch last year’s Daytona 500 with a person who didn’t watch it last year, betting money on who will win, when cautions will come out, etc., and relaying events that had not happened yet and talking about people who were still alive then, maybe watching the race.

4. Entertain self with episodes of “Bob’s Burgers” and “American Dad”.

5. Sing karaoke songs. Any songs related to racing are very welcome.

6. Shoot hoops.

7. Play a game of Twister.

8. Watch the “circus act” on the track as jet dryers and workers try to dry the surface, sometimes using squeegees and boxes of Tide to the tune of “Car Wash”.

9. Figure out that from Neil Armstrong’s name, Neil A spelled backwards is A lien (Alien). So the joke is “did they send him to the moon or did they send him BACK to the moon?”. You could also get “Strong Mr. Alien” out of that. Again, it’s all a conspiracy. NASA didn’t really send anyone to that rock in the sky. It was staged. Neil Armstrong is a geniusly made up name that could have double meanings.

I’m only joking of course. I’m a realist. I don’t believe in conspiracies, hoaxes, and other crap passed around the Internet by people with no life. Paul McCartney is alive and well.

10. Thinking “when are they going to get this damn race started again?” and “They didn’t have to introduce all 43 drivers to us with a cheesy ceremony like that”.

11. Catch up on your favorite TV shows on Netflix (The Walking Dead, everyone!).

12. Reminisce about the first 38 laps of the race, watching it all over again if you have to.