8/19/2009

Health Care - My line in the sand

Ok, so part of the reason I started this blog was to have a way for me to express my thoughts and opinions in a bit more of a formal way than is possible on facebook or twitter. As its August of 2009 you'd have to be dead not to hear about the health care debate in this country. Since all the pundits and 'experts' are giving their opinions, I figured I'd give mine too.

I look at the rancor of debate thats going on now with an equal parts dose of sadness and 'yacking', as some friends of ours like to say. Sadness because I think the debate is about the wrong part of the issue and 'yacking' because the arguments against healthcare reform are just disgusting and cesspool low.

I think the fundamental issue that has failed to have been made is the notion of an individuals 'right' to healthcare. For all of you gun toting, flag burning activists out there, do me a favor and give me my 5 minutes to exercise my right to free speech. Here's the deal. We as a nation have this ideal, this measuring rod if you will, that a persons contribution to society is judged by their participation in a 'hard days work'. We hold true to this idea that the American dream is within everyone's grasp and that all you have to do to claim your share of the pie is to work hard, push with all you might, reach out your hand and take it. I have to admit that I share this dream. I have been a party to it; My parents have lived it out, and Im pretty darn proud about what they accomplished. In fact, most people in the world think of this idea as one of America's truly great 'inventions'.

And while the American Dream is alive and well, it does come easier for some folks than others. While we don't like to admit it in a polite conversation, we know that its true that societal factors play a role in accelerating or damping someone's efforts in reaching their dreams. Let me use myself as an example. I, by the grace of God, was born into a middle class family, with two parents who went to college, who was born white, who was born a male, who has had very little health problems and who has had little difficulty learning in school. I have not known any major opposition in my life; not by my choice, but by my birth.

If you take away any one of those blessings, now my life starts to look a little different. Lets use the least 'charged' piece of that puzzle as an example. My parents when to college so it was a no brainer that I was expected to go to college. It was a given. Now, you take away my education and you significantly affect my ability to get a job that pays well and has a decent health plan. And without health care, how am I supposed to respond when I get sick? I certainly could not afford to miss a day at work because I could not handle the lost wages. And I certainly could not spend the money it costs to see a doctor, even if I could get the time off work, because I need that money to put food on the table or a roof over my head. If I can't afford to see a doctor because I can't get the time off work or becasue I have a job that does not give me decent coverage, then I will just get sicker. And when I really become to sick to work and have to stay home to stay alive, well now I'm just even more in a hole.

So, for me, I see this debate about health care as a mute point. Health care is not something that we should debate the need for. Its essential to anyone's attempt at the American Dream. I find it hypocritical for me to say that someone else, who may have known opposition, who may have had more than their share of struggles in life cannot be afforded their place at the change to live a healthy life. So, here is my line in the sand...

I support the idea of a health care safety net for all Americans, and I find it inexcusable that the white males in congress disagree!

3/01/2009

Fun in the SNOW


Hmm... well, schools out for sure. Not sure about my work?
Sara's 1st Snowman!




Camping in the Cold!

So, couple of guys from the small group Sara and I attend decided that it was a good idea to go camping in February, in the NC mountains. Last Saturday Mike, Kirby, Dave and I headed off into the Pisgah NF just past Brevard in North Carolina. As this is Kirby's old stomping groups he became the trip appointed tour guide and organized basically the whole thing. The day started bright and early at 6 am so that we could be at the base of Looking Glass rock by 8 am. The climb up looking glass was added to the trip so that, besides the incredible view, we would be sufficiently tired after our days worth of hiking as the mileage to the camping site was only a meager 4 miles. Thus it was important to add the extra 5 up looking glass to add to your feeling of satisfaction come dinner time on Saturday (just one of the early signs of our ensuing madness).
So, after braving the wind and ice fungi on Looking Glass we headed over to the trout hatchery. We quickly scarfed down some peanut butter & honey bagels and headed out onto the trail, bidding our cell phones, good senses and all forms of modern toilets good bye. Luckily the hike to the campsite was not as strenuous as the AM "stroll". With Kirby 50 yards firmly in the lead we hiked for a couple of hours to the shelter near cedar rock. On the way we met a group of colorful locals, which Kirby new, of course. When we arrived at the camp site the wind was beginning to pick up so we decided it would be good to amass a huge pile of wood to burn to keep us warm through dinner & dessert. So for the next 45 Min's to an hour we collected a massive pile of wood that would make a Viking funeral pier proud. Within minutes of us collectively patting ourselves on the back for such good skill in firewood gathering, that rugged mountain man skill, Dave had a fire going. And like moths to a flame each guy began to hover around the fire, poking, prodding, and adding wood as each saw necessary. Needless to say by the end of the evening the fire was so hot we had all moved back several feet from our earlier sitting positions. The highlight of the evening was watching the reactions of the hobo meal and roasted peep "newbies" to their evening meals. The local color we met on the way in also came bumbling through around 8 PM as they had gotten lost on their hike and had only now found there way back home. They warmed themselves by the fire for a few minutes before taking the short cut 1.5 mile hike back out to their car in the 30+F degree weather. When finally fatigue took over each of use retired to our tents and passed out almost immediately.

The next morning brought more cold and a light dusting of snow. Each of us arose slowly and made our way over to the fire & stove of hot oatmeal that Kirby had going. It was quite funny how each of us remarked at how much better store bought instant oatmeal tasted when you were camping. So after a hot breakfast we packed up camp quickly and headed on our hike for the day. The plan that morning was to head up over Cedar rock and then over John's rock and back out to the truck. Well, little did we know what we had in store for us. The hike up Cedar rock was not bad, until we met the first of the rock faces that required a scramble up the face for 20 feet or so. Probably in warmer weather and without a pack that would have been no big deal, but it was a little bit "exciting" given our current pack/temp. situation. Well, we all braved it in the end. The next part of the trail was back on firm/solid ground, until we reached the next rock face which required even more skill in winter mountaineering. The one feature of the trip that was not anticipated was the accumulation of ice on the rock face. But, true hardy mountain men that we are we were not to be perturbed. So, thanks to Kirby and Dave's daring scramble up an alternate route and through some underbrush we were moving again. One final scurry up the rock face put our feet firmly on solid ground atop Cedar rock, or in Mike's case, face down kissing the ground.


The rest of the trip was a gradual hike down and out back to the car. We stopped for "brunch" and had more peanut butter & honey bagels before hitting John's rock. Dave and Mike were the only ones brave enough to venture out given the roaring wind and biting cold. The hike back down was quick and uneventful, except the fact that the restrooms at the trout hatchery were closed on Sundays, which as all hikers will agree should be an absolute crime! Back in civilisation we stopped in at a local BBQ joint, Hawg Wild, and had our full of pork & beans before heading back down into SC and into the arms of our loving wives & our nice warm houses.

1/25/2009

Greenville News 5k

So, ran a 5k race yesterday. My time was 28:23.75 minutes, or a 1 mile rate of 9:09 mins. Not too shabby. Gonna see if I can squeeze that down a little here for the next one.

11/29/2008

Thanksgiving Day 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

So, quite the eventful day of fun in the Florida sun & lots of food in the tum! Started out with croquet on the front lawn, followed by an impromptu game of football.

Then it was badminton on the back lawn. Nina & Brett dominated Dad & I, but Nina, Kerry and Mom gave it to them in the next round. Some pics below of the shuttlecock action, ....

Girls in Action!

Brett duffing it! ;)

Toby & Squirt watching all the action

Then of course comes the food. No day would be complete without some Turkey! Here's a pic of Mira pigging out... I mean digging in to a turkey leg.


11/26/2008

Thanksgiving Eve - 2008

Just a quick record of today's events. Had fun playing with the fam in the park in Gainesville. Bret, Mira, Naomi, Nina, Sara, Kerry, Chris & I swung our guts out until we were sick, tired, or both. Mira wore us all out, leading to many a whipped out adult later in the day. Some fun pics ...
Fearless Mira!

Telephone - 1900 style

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