Thursday, May 14, 2015

Bedroom calisthenics__may I say 'I don't care'?   This is in response to the new revelation that a particular actress has had many interludes with the same sex.  Last week it was another actress/singer revealing the same thing.  Monumental?  I think not.

Ladies [and gentlemen who are on this same bandwagon], if we want to know about your proclivities we can go to the sites devoted to this particular subject.  But you may be interested to know that unless you're under the age of 16, most of us [if not all] are supremely unconcerned with what you do with your bodies.  Seriously.  Unless there are victims involved and the authorities need to get involved, keep it to yourselves.  And if it's your PR teams that are responsible for inundating us with all of this unwonted info, steer them in other directions... or give them the URL's for the sites that specialize in your particular tastes.

I consider myself fairly open-minded.  I even managed to have a four year relationship with a Republican.  But having your orificial preferences shoved in my face on every single news site is getting tiring.


Thursday, April 30, 2015

I have thought about how to write this piece for several days.  I have reached the conclusion that I simply need to do it and how it turns out is, well, is how it turns out.

This blog is about Baltimore, Maryland.  Located in the mid-Atlantic region of the US, it sits at the upper end of the Chesapeake Bay.  It has a varied and rich history.  Once a major stop on the Underground Railroad [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Underground_Railroad] many of the houses still have hidden cellars, walled closets, and tunnels.  Much of the old architecture still stands in spite of  the 'great fire' of 1904 [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Baltimore_Fire].  I renovated an old house that managed to escape the ravages of that fire.  It was built at the turn of the 19th to the 20th century.

The reason I'm writing this is because, after living in Baltimore for five years [my youngest son was born there] I wish for people to have a different view of the city than the one which has been constantly in the news these last few days.  I want people who've not spent time there to see a more varied view of a complex and colorful city.  Yes, it has it's depressed neighborhoods.  Possibly more than many cities.  But there are neighborhoods where people live and pull together to make a pleasant place to be.  We were lucky to find such a place when we bought our house.  That isn't to say there weren't challenges.  Anyone who has ever renovated or restored an old house while living in it knows about that.  And living in the middle of a major city has it's adjustments, too.  It's noisy, aromatic and occasionally dangerous, even in the more stable neighborhoods.  But it also offers so much in the way of cultural pursuits.

There are many colleges and universities in Baltimore and the surrounding county.  It has a wonderful symphony orchestra.  Art galleries and theatre presentations...it's all there.  And some of the greatest libraries I've seen.

And then there's the violence.  That's there, too.

Baltimore is and has always been considered a blue-collar city.  It was a working harbor for the steel industry, fishing and incoming supplies for the mid-Atlantic region.  More than anything it has always been a roll up your sleeves and get down to work kind of place.  When many of the residents have nowhere to get down to work things become grim.  The unemployment rate in Baltimore is inordinately high.  Many of the businesses that brought so many there are no longer providing jobs.  Many are out of work.  The problems in Baltimore are much more class based than race based.  I say this because I know it. I lived it.  The population of Baltimore is 65% black.  Many of the sitting professionals are black, including the mayor. Many of the police are black as are many of the teachers, bankers, fire fighters...just about any job you can think of.  What is inequitable is the amount of unemployed.  Of all races.  This creates areas of  poverty that are difficult and undeniable. And it has been this way for a long time.

When the situation surrounding the arrest and death of  Freddie Gray became the most recent fulcrum for dissent and violence in the US, Baltimore took center stage in the portrayal of a media production of mass hysteria and retribution.  That's not the city in general.  So much of what Baltimore is got shoved into the shadows, the only illumination that of the fires and protesters and looters bent on destroying an historical city. I just wanted to say there is so much more there.

I brought my sons into my living room and took them on a virtual photographic journey of the city as I came to know it.  I wanted them to know, as they were too young to remember, that where we'd lived was a colorful, vibrant and complex place. It saddened me to see the entire city brought low.

 Over the following days much of what has made Baltimore strong came into the light.
re: cleaning up after the riots
http://www.cnn.com/2015/04/29/us/gallery/baltimore-protests-cleanup/

The libraries [main branches]


Inner Harbor
The Arabbers

Saturday, January 3, 2015

As the New Year opens I again find myself contemplating that generally berated concept, resolutions.
A few folks I know refuse to even consider the thought, let alone the action, of making New Year's resolutions.  But we always end up talking about them anyway particularly the part of slaying them in often spectacular fashion at some later date.

A few years ago I made the resolution to stop asking "why" about anything.  I realized somewhere along the line that if I had to ask "why" then it was almost certainly probable I would not understand the answer.  If, after observation, I didn't get it then having it explained would do me no good.  I then learned to ask "how, what, when, where and [usually most importantly] how much".  Cynical I suppose but that isn't germane here.  I've tried to stick to this, not always successfully, but I do try and one thing that has come of this is that it slows me down on the way to making snap judgments.

This year I've decided to give up on the concept of expectations.  If I expect something and it doesn't happen I am disappointed.  Even if it does happen it rarely, if ever, manifests as I envisioned and, once again sets the stage for disappointment.  So, no more placing the energy into expectations.  What I now will concentrate on doing instead is going about the day to day , putting one foot in front of the other and living my best life... without expectations__of myself and others and the world in general.

What will this do?

Well, if I can manage to pull this off I see it bringing the aspect of surprise to nearly each and every moment.  Some of these surprises may be negative [almost certainly] but many will be positive.   In deciding to walk this path I'm hoping to begin to see the world around me with fresh eyes.

And in saying that I suppose I've made an expectation.