I am very proud to present to you another of our winners in our recent Okefenokee Heritage Center Writer's Guild Writing Contest!
The following poem is by Leslie Crane, a Wayne County resident and our first place Adult Poetry winner! She is a teacher of foreign languages (French) at Wayne County High School and has great success in self-publishing novels. The following poem is inspired by her young daughter, Soleil.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Monday, November 10, 2014
And the Band Plays On and Other Monday Musings
Saturday, November 8, 2014
The Dark Side of the 2014 Mis-Election: Saturday Political Soap Box 97
Oh, yes. There will be many, many posts from me exploring the disastrous election of 2014, and the consequences it will have for many years to come. The lowest voter turnout (36%) since 1942 (uh, war going on? FDR satisfactorily in charge?) resulted in some truly ghastly results.
For those of you who get upset when my posts are down, please understand that this one is deliberately designed to show the worst case scenario that could come from this election. I will do one next week that centers on the optimistic view of this election. Be patient.
No legislative fixes will pass. Any bill that needs to be corrected to make it work better for the American people will not get adjusted. That means for vital legislation like the Affordable Care Act, things that need to fixed will not be. The law will become less effective as a result, and the American people, in their infinite wisdom, will blame the law and the President instead of the Republicans who are blocking its progress and damaging it, including at the state level (don't like how Obamacare is working, Georgia? you only have yourselves to blame).
The only chance of any immigration reform is for a small number of punitive measures. No comprehensive reform will take place. If the Republicans are smart (from their perspective - not mine), they will give the President a tiny bone, and build a Wall to rival the one in A Game of Thrones, and build up a hostile military force on our border. This will increase tension with Mexico, and if their own politics slide into increasing their own income equality gap, it could create a potentially very explosive situation.
Nothing will happen to stop or reverse the effects in global warming. In fact, we will probably gallop in the direction of accelerating it. Expect the President not to have the strength to stop the Keystone Pipeline. This will not solve our energy problems, and only lead to further environmental degradation.
The minimal Wall Street reforms that passed will be gutted and left toothless. The new Consumer Protection Agency will be an empty shell.
States may move forward on minimum wage, but the federal government will not. Many Southern states will slip further and further behind, with their wealth gap increasing, and more and more people living like serfs.
Women's right to choose, in most of the country, will be a shadow right, that only exists on paper. The dream of equal pay for women will become a fantasy.
The Supreme Court will stay in the hands of right wing corporatists for many years to come, as even if a replacement is needed, the Senate will not approve a nominee unless he is right wing of Attila the Hun, All other Presidential nominees, whether for the judiciary or the cabinet or ambassadorships will be stopped cold. Any that pass, the President will be made to pay a high price for.
It is likely the budget deficit will go back up and the economy falter. Defying all logic, President Obama will be blamed.
The President, to pass anything, will have to concede virtually completely to the Republican agenda. He will not credit for it. The progressives will hate him for being weak and caving in. The Republicans will brag about how they pushed him around.
If the President has the audacity to veto their crap legislation, their poison pills, their attempts to push the country back into the 19th century, they will howl that the President is the obstructionist. It is a battle he cannot win. It is a battle he will not win.
But the true target of RepubliCorp will change. It will no longer be the President, It will be Hilary Clinton. They will spend 24/7 attacking and destroying her. Fox and its media friends will convince you that she is Satan's spawn. And many will believe it. This is all in an attempt to clear her from running for the Presidency. Because they believe she is the only one that could possibly beat them, and no one else on the Democratic side would be competitive.
So the Republican nominee will run against either a vastly weakened Hilary, or someone they perceive as a George McGovern type (a Democratic version of Barry Goldwater). Their nominee is most likely to be a corporate candidate, like Jeb Bush, Chris Christie or John Kasich.
When the Republican is elected President, the Affordable Care Act will fully be repealed. Nothing will take its place. We will likely be going into more wars overseas. Tax rates for the corporate and the wealthy will hit new lows. Income inequality will gallop to feudal proportions. The federal government will once again grow in size, via the military and corporate welfare. Deficits and debt will balloon.
Some will start to wake up to this. But it will be far too late. Because by then, global warming and its effects will be severe and undeniable. But we won't try to stop it anymore. Oh, no. Instead we will engage in huge and costly resource wars, battling not only over oil, but even water. The world's countries will turn on each in savage brutality, fighting over dwindling resources from a seriously damaged planet. Any attempts at progressivism will be defeated, drowned out by xenophobic self interest.
We will rule a broken Earth with our overwhelming military resources. The rest of the world will hate us more and more. Terrorist incidents directed at us will increase, further fueling our violence against them. It will be a vicious downward spiral as we move further and further from any sense of true Christianity or humanity.
Fear of the other rules. Fear that the less deserving will take something of yours that you worked hard for. Fear that other countries will not let America have the resources they are entitled to. Fear of other religions. Fear of science. Fear of everything.
Eventually, dust sweeps against our heartland, its agriculture gone. Coastal cities lay partly underwater. Pollution runs unchecked as the EPA and any regulation is gone. Women are imprisoned for having an abortion, even interrogated when they miscarry, made to carry their rapist's babies, vaginally probed by government mandate. Corporate power rules, everyone else drools Wealth is further and further consolidated. With no estate tax and extremely low income tax rates, power is concentrated into the hands of fewer and fewer grotesquely wealthy families. Maybe you could get a job as their gardener or perhaps a handmaiden ( let's ask Margaret Atwood how that might work out - that would be a tale, wouldn't it?). I mean, the antebellum South wasn't that bad, was it?
All rather hopeless and dire, isn't it? Who knows? History is not a straight line, but I do think this scenario is not outside the realm of what's possible.
But wait! There may hope!
Stay tuned for next week's "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life 2014 Mis-Election" post!
For those of you who get upset when my posts are down, please understand that this one is deliberately designed to show the worst case scenario that could come from this election. I will do one next week that centers on the optimistic view of this election. Be patient.
No legislative fixes will pass. Any bill that needs to be corrected to make it work better for the American people will not get adjusted. That means for vital legislation like the Affordable Care Act, things that need to fixed will not be. The law will become less effective as a result, and the American people, in their infinite wisdom, will blame the law and the President instead of the Republicans who are blocking its progress and damaging it, including at the state level (don't like how Obamacare is working, Georgia? you only have yourselves to blame).
The only chance of any immigration reform is for a small number of punitive measures. No comprehensive reform will take place. If the Republicans are smart (from their perspective - not mine), they will give the President a tiny bone, and build a Wall to rival the one in A Game of Thrones, and build up a hostile military force on our border. This will increase tension with Mexico, and if their own politics slide into increasing their own income equality gap, it could create a potentially very explosive situation.
Nothing will happen to stop or reverse the effects in global warming. In fact, we will probably gallop in the direction of accelerating it. Expect the President not to have the strength to stop the Keystone Pipeline. This will not solve our energy problems, and only lead to further environmental degradation.
The minimal Wall Street reforms that passed will be gutted and left toothless. The new Consumer Protection Agency will be an empty shell.
States may move forward on minimum wage, but the federal government will not. Many Southern states will slip further and further behind, with their wealth gap increasing, and more and more people living like serfs.
Women's right to choose, in most of the country, will be a shadow right, that only exists on paper. The dream of equal pay for women will become a fantasy.
The Supreme Court will stay in the hands of right wing corporatists for many years to come, as even if a replacement is needed, the Senate will not approve a nominee unless he is right wing of Attila the Hun, All other Presidential nominees, whether for the judiciary or the cabinet or ambassadorships will be stopped cold. Any that pass, the President will be made to pay a high price for.
It is likely the budget deficit will go back up and the economy falter. Defying all logic, President Obama will be blamed.
The President, to pass anything, will have to concede virtually completely to the Republican agenda. He will not credit for it. The progressives will hate him for being weak and caving in. The Republicans will brag about how they pushed him around.
If the President has the audacity to veto their crap legislation, their poison pills, their attempts to push the country back into the 19th century, they will howl that the President is the obstructionist. It is a battle he cannot win. It is a battle he will not win.
But the true target of RepubliCorp will change. It will no longer be the President, It will be Hilary Clinton. They will spend 24/7 attacking and destroying her. Fox and its media friends will convince you that she is Satan's spawn. And many will believe it. This is all in an attempt to clear her from running for the Presidency. Because they believe she is the only one that could possibly beat them, and no one else on the Democratic side would be competitive.
So the Republican nominee will run against either a vastly weakened Hilary, or someone they perceive as a George McGovern type (a Democratic version of Barry Goldwater). Their nominee is most likely to be a corporate candidate, like Jeb Bush, Chris Christie or John Kasich.
When the Republican is elected President, the Affordable Care Act will fully be repealed. Nothing will take its place. We will likely be going into more wars overseas. Tax rates for the corporate and the wealthy will hit new lows. Income inequality will gallop to feudal proportions. The federal government will once again grow in size, via the military and corporate welfare. Deficits and debt will balloon.
Some will start to wake up to this. But it will be far too late. Because by then, global warming and its effects will be severe and undeniable. But we won't try to stop it anymore. Oh, no. Instead we will engage in huge and costly resource wars, battling not only over oil, but even water. The world's countries will turn on each in savage brutality, fighting over dwindling resources from a seriously damaged planet. Any attempts at progressivism will be defeated, drowned out by xenophobic self interest.
We will rule a broken Earth with our overwhelming military resources. The rest of the world will hate us more and more. Terrorist incidents directed at us will increase, further fueling our violence against them. It will be a vicious downward spiral as we move further and further from any sense of true Christianity or humanity.
Fear of the other rules. Fear that the less deserving will take something of yours that you worked hard for. Fear that other countries will not let America have the resources they are entitled to. Fear of other religions. Fear of science. Fear of everything.
Eventually, dust sweeps against our heartland, its agriculture gone. Coastal cities lay partly underwater. Pollution runs unchecked as the EPA and any regulation is gone. Women are imprisoned for having an abortion, even interrogated when they miscarry, made to carry their rapist's babies, vaginally probed by government mandate. Corporate power rules, everyone else drools Wealth is further and further consolidated. With no estate tax and extremely low income tax rates, power is concentrated into the hands of fewer and fewer grotesquely wealthy families. Maybe you could get a job as their gardener or perhaps a handmaiden ( let's ask Margaret Atwood how that might work out - that would be a tale, wouldn't it?). I mean, the antebellum South wasn't that bad, was it?
All rather hopeless and dire, isn't it? Who knows? History is not a straight line, but I do think this scenario is not outside the realm of what's possible.
But wait! There may hope!
Stay tuned for next week's "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life 2014 Mis-Election" post!
Friday, November 7, 2014
History of the Trap: January Campaigns Part 1
1
I didn't want to do it.
No way. I was sick of politics,
sick of being around my Dad. When it
came time to file to run (which was just going to the administration and
putting your name down on a list of those who want to run for student council),
I would not go in and put my name down.
Since the trial, I had barely spoken to my father. I did nothing to initiate contact with
him. The one council meeting I had
attended, I did not say a word. He tried
to stop me after it was over, and ask me how I was. I gave a curt "Fine" and I walked
out.
The passing of the New Year was a terrible milestone for
us. It shattered any illusions that the
Trap would ever end. There was a New
Year's Eve dance, but it was a rather depressing affair, except for the people
centered around Mark Granite and Robert Pelley.
They whooped it up like they had won the World Series. Morgan was with them, but she seemed a little
more subdued than the rest. I didn't
know why. I wasn't a part of that group.
I only went to the dance because Artie and Ginny
insisted. I wallflowered it most of the
time, which for once, was just fine with me.
Robert Bond sat with me most of the time. He spent most of the time looking at
Artie. I wasn't quite sure why. Did he have a crush on Ginny?
Larry Wiseman danced a lot, with a surprising number of
girls. He seemed to have no reserve on
who he asked to dance. Whether it was
the attractive student council rep, Lindsay Starn, or the heavyset Katie
Kurrash, he didn't seem to care. He
asked Jan Houser, the student Judge, who gently turned him down. He asked Morgan Tigh, who just laughed at
him. None of the rebuffs seemed to
matter to him.
Most of Artie's gang came and sat with me and Robert, at
least for a few minutes, here and there as the evening progressed. The only one from outside of the gang who came
up to me was Lindsay Starn, who put her arm on my shoulder and asked how I was
doing. Thankfully, she did not ask me to
dance.
The Graduation ceremony of December changed what we called
ourselves. The seniors were now
"Graduates", what ever that meant.
Many wanted to still participate in schooling, so a small college course
program was being built, with the aim of starting later in January. Others just wanted to shift into their job
responsibilities on a more full time basis.
My father was open to whatever they decided. Technically, they were adults now, and should
be allowed more latitude in their decisions.
I and much of Artie's gang were now seniors. We started new classes at the beginning of
the year. I was looking forward to Mrs.
Forsyth's World Humanities class, but not PreCalculus. I might have appealed to someone to try to
get out of it, but I didn't want to make the effort to contact my father or
anyone else in administration. I had
decided to just suffer through it as best I could, as if it was some kind of
penance.
Students like Lindsay and my sister, Diane, now moved up to
junior status. Larry Wiseman was now a sophomore. There apparently were no more freshmen. We didn't think too much about it, but that
meant if we stayed in the Trap long enough, we would all be
"Graduates". But before that
would happen, all these labels would fall away.
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Ripping Good Yarns: 2014 Seven Movies for the Holidays
It's getting time for the holidays! Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas, Epiphany, followed by tax season (OK, try not to think about that part)....all just around the corner! And that means.......
MOVIES!!!
This list of seven most anticipated movies concentrates on our theme....RIPPING GOOD YARNS....great fiction stories told with melodrama and pizazz...yes, there are some great biopics and true life stories coming (Still Alive, Wild, The Theory of Everything) but the focus here is on those that will warm your heart, leave you thrilled, and stop your heart.
A new version of Annie is on it's way! It stars Jamie Foxx as Daddy Warbucks (Will Stacks) and the very talented Quvenzhone Walls as Annie, the Oscar nominated young star of the critically acclaimed Beasts of the Southern Wild. It's release date is December 19th.
Big Hero 6 starts today (November 7th)! It is THE animated movie of the season. It's all about the Baymax, an inflatable robot who reminds me of a friendly version of The Ghostbuster's Stay Puft Marshmallow Man, and a boy who is a high tech prodigy. It looks like a real blast!
Catch The Office's Steve Carrell in a completely different kind of performance, in Foxcatcher, coming out either November 19th or January 9th, depending on what source you go to. Technically, this is based on a true story, but I think it will have some real true crime pizazz to it.
Like The Ten Commandants movie? Well, come back for an extra special dip in the Exodus:Gods and Kings movie, opening December 12. Directed by Ridley Scott (Alien, Blade Runner), this may or may not be a movie that appeals to the Christian right. Those of my friends who are Christian right will have to let me know. I do know it should be large scale entertainment, regardless.
Into the Woods! Those of you who want to see this movie REALLY REALLY want to see this movie. I'll have to make up my mind as I see more previews, but it does look like it was made with all stops out. Opening on Christmas Day. As far as that day itself goes, I'm reasonably sure I'll be doing other things.
The Hunger Games: Mockinjay Part 1 opens November 21. I have not read these books (Alison has and loved them), but I was much more impressed with the second movie than the first. I am looking forward to its continuation. Out of all the pictures I could run on this movie, why run one of Natalie Dormer as Cressida? Because I really like Natalie Dormer. Next question?
This is the movie I am most looking forward to. The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies opens December 17, and I intend to be there front and center as early as I can. Yes, they did stretch out a relatively short book, but what the heck. I have enjoyed the ride. And Alison, if you are concerned about my celebrity crush on Natalie Dormer, I have two words for you - Orlando Bloom!
How many of these will I see in the theaters? At least two to maybe up to four. We'll see. I love the movies!
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Writing Contest Winner! My Life in Rhyme by Grace K Lee
I am very proud to present to you another of our winners in our recent Okefenokee Heritage Center Writer's Guild Writing Contest!
The following poem is by Grace K Lee, a Ware County resident' and our second place Adult Poetry winner! She is 86 years old and a great storyteller, a lively reader and a wonderful person to spend time with. Welcome to the Guild and congratulations!
The following poem is by Grace K Lee, a Ware County resident' and our second place Adult Poetry winner! She is 86 years old and a great storyteller, a lively reader and a wonderful person to spend time with. Welcome to the Guild and congratulations!
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
A Thousand Times Blogged
Another Strait Line milestone.
This is my One Thousandth posted blog entry.
As some I know might say, "Another victory of quantity over quality."
Still, it is an achievement, of persistence and endurance, if nothing else.
The blog began in 2009. Entries were sporadic until about April of 2012, when I began blogging between twenty-five to thirty posts a month. I have stayed steady at it five to six days a week since then. It has become part of my routine. So whether it is seen by one or many, it is a part of my life now, and an important expression of who I am.
The Strait Line was named after a newsletter that my father used when he was high school Principal at Bridgeport High. I hope that I have honored him, in the stories that I have done, in the thoughts I have expressed and in the memories I have shared. The only entry I know that he saw for sure was the Six Weeks to Always story, because my sister read it to him.
The total page view count of the blog is just a hair under 120,000 right now. Not Huffington Post numbers, but it is more than I was ever expecting when I began the blog.
There are 133 entries labeled fiction, including 81 chapters of History of the Trap and 36 Crowley Stories. The History of the Trap is about 75% complete now, and Crowley Stories is about two thirds done. I have high hopes of finishing their first drafts withing the next few months. The History of the Trap is a story I first conceived as a Freshman in high school, so it has been in my brain for a long time, desperate to get out and onto paper.
There are 120 posts about theater, including 88 to the Flying Dragon. I hope to continue to be a supporter of the arts community wherever I get the chance. Help keep me informed of what's going on, and I will amplify it here.
127 posts have been sent first to my fragile but well loved facebook group, Ripping Good Yarns, my group where people are free to share their indulgences about wonderful, sloppy, fun, exciting, melodramatic entertainment in television, movies and books.
There are 157 posts about politics, including 96 in the series Saturday Political Soap Box. I know I live in a highly conservative area, and that some have a great disdain for my political posts, but I also see the page counts. They are among my most viewed posts. We live in a democracy (albeit rapidly fading into oligarchic madness), and discussing how we feel about the issues of the days is a vital part of that. I'm not just going to abandon political discussion to the wealthy, the Christian right, and those who fear those who have less than they do. If it really offends but you like my other stuff, than be like Barbara Bush, and just turn a blind eye to it and protect your beautiful mind (okay, that's a little more "barbed" than I intended, but that's the way it is my political stuff - sorry about that).
There are 88 poetry posts. I ain't no poet, and this'll show it. But it's something I like to do. So there it is.
There are reminiscences throughout, including 39 labeled autobiographical and 135 labeled family. Old Pat and the Great Bathroom Wars series is probably the closest thing I have ready to self-publishing, but I get frozen by the fact that I started putting pictures into them, and I don't know how that's handled in e-books. Oh, well. I'll figure it out sometime.
I have 9 stories from my father's writings, and I need to get busy with that and put on a lot more.
The Strait Line is proud to be a sponsor of the Okefenokee Heritage Center Writer's Guild Writing Contest, and to publish the winners on it's blog. I think it is an endeavor that my father would be very proud of.
To the nest one thousand.....and beyond!
T. M. Strait
This is my One Thousandth posted blog entry.
As some I know might say, "Another victory of quantity over quality."
Still, it is an achievement, of persistence and endurance, if nothing else.
The blog began in 2009. Entries were sporadic until about April of 2012, when I began blogging between twenty-five to thirty posts a month. I have stayed steady at it five to six days a week since then. It has become part of my routine. So whether it is seen by one or many, it is a part of my life now, and an important expression of who I am.
The Strait Line was named after a newsletter that my father used when he was high school Principal at Bridgeport High. I hope that I have honored him, in the stories that I have done, in the thoughts I have expressed and in the memories I have shared. The only entry I know that he saw for sure was the Six Weeks to Always story, because my sister read it to him.
The total page view count of the blog is just a hair under 120,000 right now. Not Huffington Post numbers, but it is more than I was ever expecting when I began the blog.
There are 133 entries labeled fiction, including 81 chapters of History of the Trap and 36 Crowley Stories. The History of the Trap is about 75% complete now, and Crowley Stories is about two thirds done. I have high hopes of finishing their first drafts withing the next few months. The History of the Trap is a story I first conceived as a Freshman in high school, so it has been in my brain for a long time, desperate to get out and onto paper.
There are 120 posts about theater, including 88 to the Flying Dragon. I hope to continue to be a supporter of the arts community wherever I get the chance. Help keep me informed of what's going on, and I will amplify it here.
127 posts have been sent first to my fragile but well loved facebook group, Ripping Good Yarns, my group where people are free to share their indulgences about wonderful, sloppy, fun, exciting, melodramatic entertainment in television, movies and books.
There are 157 posts about politics, including 96 in the series Saturday Political Soap Box. I know I live in a highly conservative area, and that some have a great disdain for my political posts, but I also see the page counts. They are among my most viewed posts. We live in a democracy (albeit rapidly fading into oligarchic madness), and discussing how we feel about the issues of the days is a vital part of that. I'm not just going to abandon political discussion to the wealthy, the Christian right, and those who fear those who have less than they do. If it really offends but you like my other stuff, than be like Barbara Bush, and just turn a blind eye to it and protect your beautiful mind (okay, that's a little more "barbed" than I intended, but that's the way it is my political stuff - sorry about that).
There are 88 poetry posts. I ain't no poet, and this'll show it. But it's something I like to do. So there it is.
There are reminiscences throughout, including 39 labeled autobiographical and 135 labeled family. Old Pat and the Great Bathroom Wars series is probably the closest thing I have ready to self-publishing, but I get frozen by the fact that I started putting pictures into them, and I don't know how that's handled in e-books. Oh, well. I'll figure it out sometime.
I have 9 stories from my father's writings, and I need to get busy with that and put on a lot more.
The Strait Line is proud to be a sponsor of the Okefenokee Heritage Center Writer's Guild Writing Contest, and to publish the winners on it's blog. I think it is an endeavor that my father would be very proud of.
To the nest one thousand.....and beyond!
T. M. Strait
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