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Charles' Scartlett Letter

YaVaughnie Wilkins posted the signs after she learned that her lover, Charles E. Phillips � president and director of the tech conglomerate Oracle Corporation and a member of Obama’s Economic Recovery Advisory Board � had reconciled with his wife, the New York Post reported.

Charles E. Phillips has a 10 year old son, has had an 8-1/2 year “serious relationship” with Wilkins, and is a “family man”.

That means he’s “loved” this woman almost as long as he’s had a son. Consider the implications of that.

He’s a creep, untrustworthy, etc.

Well, he’s worthy of something, social disapprobation and shaming.

Which is exactly what YaVaughnie did. For the wrong reasons, yea. But I’m begging and not feeling particularly choosie.

Read about her billboards.

Wealth without context

Rich and not working

During a conversation the question came up “who am I?” The lady I was talking with gave the above response, half joking yet completely serious.

I’ve often thought what I’d do if I were rich enough to not have to worry. Forget that with more money usually comes more worry for the sake of this argument.

Truth be told I would not stop working. I would definitely take the time to find a job I enjoyed more, and probably agree to work for much less than I may be worth. But not necessarily a non-profit job either. It would have to be the right non-profit.

The point is, I wouldn’t stop working.

There are too many strange and exciting things to learn and different and unique people to meet and experiences to participate in to justify stepping out of that world.

The life of wealth and ease is not a pleasant idea to me.

I’d not take a job that worked long hours or weekends unless the rare and necessary occasion. I’ve never lived to work.

Something I tell employers is that I work to live. I work in order to allow me to participate in my family, in ministry, in relationships.

So if I were to answer who I’d like to be, my response would be I’d like to be pretty much where I am now, with a bit more knowledge, a bit more wisdom, a bit more maturity, more history under my belt, and more future on the horizon.

Paul Potts - just another human

He looked like he may not be running on all cylinders. His appearance said he may be a few fries short of a happy meal. Harmless, but hardly someone worthwhile, much less, important.

How sad that I could dismiss a human life, a co-bearer of that divine spark, so easily. Flippantly, even.

He looked even a bit Down Syndrome, mentally short, which is nice enough. Several mentally handicapped people have considered me a friend and while I never felt camaraderie with them, I firmly believe God, in their life story, gave them less of one thing so He could fit more of another. Love and acceptance and warmth seem to flow out of mentally handicapped people so much more readily and in such copious amounts as to be shameful to those of us who consider ourselves to be completely there, mentally speaking.

Suffice it to say, I judged.

That book’s cover just said “don’t bother”.

And then he opened his mouth.

It shows how shallow I am that it took the man speaking to garner even my grudging recognition.

It shows how great his talent that by opening his mouth he took, by force and without remedy, my respect and adulation, and claimed it as his own.

Fatherhood is manly

I’ve been surprised of late at the sources and volume of negative or, at best, ambivalent feelings towards fathers and fatherhood.

My wife is getting involved in the ladies ministry at our church and there was a coffee and tea get together Saturday morning. My wife was planning several errands for the morning and so I was left caring for young William. So long as we have milk pumped and bottled he is quite alright with me. More importantly, I’m willing and able and responsible, as I am his father.

I’m no superhero, nor do I have any special ability beyond the normal. I’m not much of an outlier in this respect, I believe.

Rather, I consider myself normal.

I’m a normal man who has taken responsibility for his family, his wife and their child.

I work to support them financially, bu my responsibility does not end at 5pm Friday.

I’m a father, not just a breadwinner. A father is so much more than a breadwinner.

I’m a diaper changer, a dish washer, a laundromat, a soft shoulder, a chauffeur, a burp rag, a comic, a stereo, a counselor, a pastor, a manager, a confidant, a firm hand. I am whatever necessary to ensure both the macro- and micro-progress of my family towards our goal of bringing more glory to God and achieving greater Godliness mutually and individually.

I am capable and willing.

I’m not expert or perfect.

For the men who don’t think themselves capable: grow a pair, man up, find your spine. You’re capable of what you choose to be.

For the mothers who haven’t tried letting go and letting dad: he’ll grow into whatever you lovingly and with support allow him become, including dad.

For detractors and cynics everywhere of every stripe: leave. You’re not wanted. Your words only condemn another generation to fatherless failure. Your ideas enslave millions more in the stifling mire of your small minds and minuscule dreams.

Mothers are not superior, and neither are fathers. Both are needed and necessary for normative growth in children. Both are prone to failure.

It is no secret, except to those remaining willfully ignorant and despicable for it, that mothers are as capable of abuse as fathers, and for societies failure to accept it, becoming frighteningly more common.

In fact, it is the union of the two fallible, failed, faltering parents, both the mother and father together, who are most capable of lifting each other beyond their individual limitations and shortcomings. Not to achieve perfection, but to achieve the greater potential of success in whatever goal they have chosen.

And isn’t that what we’re all striving for?

So father, free yourself of the false notion of your incurable frailty and seize the mantel of manhood and be a father.

And mother, relinquish the idea of fatherly failure and instead build up and encourage and then step back and allow the man in your husband to thrive as it fills out the form of fatherhood.

Politics can get me incensed . . . but this is beyond that now. I have been casually monitoring the health care situation over the last couple days and want to pass on some very informative and exciting links to you.

First, I would recommend everyone to read this article. This is possibly the most succinct and clear perspective I have on the whole situation.  A short quote from it goes as follows:

They [members of congress] had no idea how people were feeling. Their 2008 win left them thinking an election that had been shaped by anti-Bush, anti-Republican, and pro-change feeling was really a mandate without context; they thought that in the middle of a historic recession featuring horrific deficits, they could assume support for the invention of a huge new entitlement carrying huge new costs.

The passions of the protesters, on the other hand, are not a surprise. They hired a man to represent them in Washington. They give him a big office, a huge staff and the power to tell people what to do. They give him a car and a driver, sometimes a security detail, and a special pin showing he’s a congressman. And all they ask in return is that he see to their interests and not terrify them too much. Really, that’s all people ask. Expectations are very low. What the protesters are saying is, “You are terrifying us.”

As we already know, and this article points out, there is now an “upper class” of congress people and guess what? They have no clue what is going on in the real world. In fact this congressman does not want to know. He is afraid (and rightly so) and is from a liberal state!

Now I know there are a ton of videos out there the anyone can watch . . . but I want to highlight this “listening” session by the AARP.

Want to know how to kill a butterfly?

Help it.

Yes, it’s that easy.

You see this newly metamorphosized creature, brimming with potential beauty and wondrous mystery, struggling weakly against the tough confines of it’s chrysalis shell. Moved with pity you gently tear the chrysalis further, freeing it’s hostage, the beautiful young butterfly.

And yet, what is this?

The fair creature is still weak. It’s body not energized with the pangs of struggle, and it’s abdomen still engorged with liquid it must now pump into it’s wings. Without the necessary and draining struggle for freedom from it’s chrysalis, the butterflies strength is stunted and it will not have the strength to pump it’s wings full.

It will fall to the ground and become easy prey to the other creatures waiting for food or it will simply die.

It is good to minimize suffering whenever we can. It is our moral responsibility to strive to help and assist others however we are able.

However, all assistance and relief must be provided with an awareness of the necessity of the situation.

Does a parent do their child good by covering for them when they cheat or break the law? Often, it is a parent’s failure to provide the necessary discipline at home that allows the child to grow up to break the law, and the best thing they can do is to allow that authority willing to provide the necessary correction the freedom to mete out the necessary punishment.

Does a parent do their child good by demanding the opening of the school basketball court to where they are skipping classes and failing everywhere except for their “mad skillz” on the court? Wouldn’t it help the child by standing firm beside others who care and require higher standards from children who obviously have drive and intelligence?

The easy solution is often fraught with foreseeable future failure.

An often maligned conservative standard is to expect more from people. It is completely true that this perspective tends to hurt more than the soft tyranny of low expectations held by many of a liberal bent. However, the people who grow through adversity are stronger people, more independent and more positively beneficial to the independently interdependent system our Founding Fathers devised for us.

It has been said the most difficult part of raising children is consistency, and also the most rewarding. Consistantly providing instruction, correction, support, guidance, and parental leadership will take life from me and cause hurt and pain. But it will reap rewards far beyond any mushy permissiveness or laissez-faire Spockian parental philosophy.

Our dear child is to be a butterfly, and I shall not do more nor less than hold his hand as he struggles through the various chrysalis’ life passes him through. I not ease his way only in giving him the tools he needs to accomplish his own way.

I will not kill my butterfly.

The only right which each and every human being has is the right to struggle.

To try is the only thing we can claim as ours.

To have or possess? That is only ours if we succeed in our struggle, and it may be taken away without notice or consent or fault.

To deserve? Not ours. Aesops Cricket ‘worked’ playing his violin and claiming the world owed him a living, and yet nothing was owed him. And yet consider the ants. I would count myself among Aesops faithful and hardworking ants much more readily than among his lax and laxadaisical crickets. However, what if, after all that work storing food all summer long, a storm came and wiped out the ants supply? Do they deserve the supply? How can they? Who do they petition for a redress? Before whom would they lay their grievance?

It’s futile and pointless to live in a state of deservation.

The only right there is is to struggle, to try.

Anybody who claims otherwise is lying and manipulating. And if you believe you deserve, you’re the unhappier one for it.

What makes us so special?

Rather than embarking on a long dialogue, as is my norm, I want to instead throw some things out on the table for you to think about.

First . . . do we really readthe Bible, or do we just preview it through our Americanized mindset? In American culture, my actions are treated as my own, and the consequences are solely mine. However, read the Bible. Truly read it. The story of Achan clearly demonstrates that not only is a person responsible for their crime, but their wife, children, and grandchildren are to suffer for the sin and their possessions are to be destroy. Do I condone this? No, with fulfilment of the law, God brought grace. But guess what? God hasn’t changed, we are still responsible for the sins of those we are connected to (accountability) are our sins still effect those we are around (responsibility), to a much larger extent than our American minds want to accept.

Second . . . what makes us so special (American Christians)? We walk around acting like being an American Christian is a benefit to God. Somehow, we have a general mindset (not when we think about it, but when we just normally act) that God is in debt to us since we are American Christians and he owes us providence and goodwill. I got news . . . I am of no more value to God than a Chinese Christian who is of no more value to God than a Chinese heathen. We act like God owes it to us to keep our country “safe” and prosperous, but God owes us no such thing.

Third . . . are we (American Christians) the ones who decided who is a Christian nation and who gets God’s blessings? Somehow, we feel like we have a direct line to God and can dictate to Him who he should bless (us) and how the world should be run (through our prosperity). However, here is a though . . . maybe God is using, and blessing the Chinese. Here is an even harder thought, maybe God is using the Chinese to reshape the world for the next stage of human development. That is a hard pill to take, but guess what . . . we (as Christians) should rejoice in that because it is the next good  step in God’s good plan.

In closing, maybe we should get over ourselves, read what God really says (not what fits our mindset), and take joy in world event (and prepare for joyous persecution) because God has ordained it for his glory.

(Hitchens and Dawkins) have to borrow from a theistic worldview in order to argue against it. They have to sit in God’s lap to slap his face.

Frank Turek: Sleeping with your girlfriend

Here is a priceless article out of the WSJ. There are no real “slick” lines in the article or fancy catchphrases, just sound, well though out reasoning.

The article details how the economies woes are no longer the fault of the Bush administration, the poor credit lenders, or the greedy oil barons. In fact, the article explains that the economy was actually recovering from those disasters . . . untill the anticapitalists came it. Check it out.

There is one quote really worth passing on to you all though. This is about AIG and Citigroup.

Citigroup’s restructuring last week added not a dollar of new capital, and also no clear direction.

I don’t know about you, but this really sounds a lot like a major theme in Dilbert. The constant changing of the outside of the organization with no real changes to the people, operations, or leadership (usually the real problem).