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| Father's Day... |
Wednesday, June 22, 2005 |
Spent Father's Day weekend with my daughter, and it continues to amaze me how the little things you do over the course of your life influence the way kids grow up. There's a lesson for ministry there...
Right now I am mostly consumed by getting all the details taken care of for the NACM conference. If anybody's reading this, there's still room (go to www.nacmhq.org).
Big news announcement coming soon...
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| Politico-cultural thoughts for Flag Day... |
Tuesday, June 14, 2005 |
I don't consider myself even an amature cultural anthropologist, nor do I pay much attention to politics ("as usual") anymore because of the seeming lack of any real attempt at listening these days (do I remember wrong, or did we really listen as much as soapbox in the 60's?). But I think that what is playing out, especially nationally, but also statewide, is a cultural (dare I say generational) shift of perspective, if not power. Please bear with me...
Back story, from which this theory gets (at least in my head) validation. (Disclaimer: Broad Sweeping Generalizations ahead.) I graduated from HS in Stockton in 1965. The town itself hasn't changed much since then, except for there being more there there, and to go into the racial/socio-economic demographics/politics, I think, isn't germaine, except to point out that it was mostly farming in those days, not development, so, while it was conservative, it was "farmer" conservative, not "developer" conservative.. What is relevant, however, was that even at the time, I could sense that we were different, a "transitional" graduating class. The class of 64 were Eisenhower kids. Many wore ties to school. They invited the Kingston Trio to perform on campus. Most of them stayed in the area, and married each other. They took jobs in industry and business, including aerospace. You never knew their drug of choice, because they consumed behind closed doors.
Class of 65 wore Levis, and were, essentially Kennedy kids. They went away to college, and the peace corps (or Vietnam, but that's only part of the story.) They invited Dave Brubeck to perform on campus. They The drug of choice was alcohol, mostly beer. They became artists, and urban planners, and community activists.
Class of 66 (I wasn't on campus, obviously, but had a girlfriend who was a part of that class) wore what they wanted. They were, so to speak, Leary kids. They did pot. They invited CCR to perform on campus, and dropped out of college to make furniture or move to Big Sur to "follow their muse."
Back to the present. Isn't the Republican/Democrat struggle really just Class of 64 vs Class of 66? And aren't we Class of 65 caught in the middle thinking we can convince one side or the other to find "the truth" by trying to teach them to listen to other people?
Does any of this make sense? Because if it does, then history shows, that Class of 65 seems to be headed toward noble failure again, societally, in the short run. But it seems, looking back, that the long-term may show real positive change. Unfortunately, we'll be in our 80's before we'll be able to see it.
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| lightbulb... |
Sunday, June 12, 2005 |
| Today is June 12th, and I think I finally finished the July/Aug issue of Creator. Had trouble getting the editorial started, so saved it for last...hope it speaks to somebody.
(Steve/Jeff--give me a bigger edit window...this feels cramped...)
The lightbulb finally went on last nite at a Gary Burton concert...went with John (my post office clerk) who's a jazz fanatic. It was kind of weird going without Judi, but he just had one ticket because his wife was going to another concert. Interesting band...Burton was the "old" guy, with a local 17 guitar player who's been on tour with him for a year or so (played some of his tunes..very lyrical), a young Ukranian pianist who attacked the keyboard and deconstructed a lot of melodic lines, a young latino bass player, and a young black drummer. Tight. Burton was better than I expected, and clearly seems to be rejuvenated from playing with the kids.
(NOTE TO ALL: My keyboard is sloppy, and there will be times when words are incorrectly spelled and I don't catch them...it's not my spelling, it's a crummy compaq laptop keyboard)
Still a lot to do for the upcoming NACM conference in July. anyone reading this who is interested in going, email me at
ccghq@aol.com
Time is running short...
later...
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| And another thing... |
Friday, June 10, 2005 |
First Entry
So this is blogging...
I've read a couple, just to see what they're about...I've know about them but stayed away because they sounded time intensive, and now here I am writing one...
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