Christian, n. One who believes that the New Testament is a divinely inspired book admirably suited to the spiritual needs of his neighbour. One who follows the teachings of Christ so far as they are not inconsistent with a life of sin.
One set of words that drives me up a wall and reveals in what a sad world we live is “Realty TV Star”.
Before I relate my tales of Moscow, I need to provide some background about how I ended up going to a place I had no desire, even an aversion, to visit.
Although I had long been interested in Russian history and literature, I had never had a desire to visit Russia. My father had been on a cultural exchange, and his stories painted a bleak picture. (In hindsight, if anyone from the CIA had visited the country, they would have recognized that the Soviet Union was no match for the United States. Then again, perhaps they knew and did not want people to realize that the military-industrial complex was not needed. But, that’s another conspiracy...)
Because I had believed the stories and the propaganda about the Soviet regime, I had no desire to visit a place where I would feel uncomfortable or be afraid. I had no reason to visit Russia until 1992, a few years after the Soviet Union had collapsed. Something called the Commonwealth of Independent States had replaced the Soviet Union, with Russia being the largest member. The smaller members each wanted autonomy, but still needed much of the services provided by the former master or were too entwined to escape its tentacles. One entangled entity was the Olympic Committee, which had yet to split into separate units of the Olympic Movement. What did that have to do with me?
To be continued...
Anyone who doesn’t regret the passing of the Soviet Union has no heart.
Anyone who wants it restored has no brains.
Interesting article in the Guardian about a body part that few understand and some have trouble using. I have never fully accepted the theory about being dominated by one side of the brain. My limited talents tend to suggest that one side works at times, the other at times, and the whole shebang often or not at all. Research now seems to support my assumption.
The one book I want to write, but probably will not, will be non-fiction. I like fiction, because one must merely make up stuff. Fact checking is minimal, as long as everything seems plausible. I do not have to visit the locations, because I have Google Earth and Streetview.
The book I have been thinking about writing for years has the working title--in my mind- of “I Never Wanted To Go To Moscow” and will deal with my early trips to Russia. One thing holding me up is that I have not been able to find all the photos I had taken at the time. I saw, and photographed, aspects of life in Russia that few, if any, in the West have seen and have not been shown in other publications I have seen.
Recently, I discovered photos from my first trip to Moscow in Janaury, 1992, so I started writing down what I could remember. This is more stream of consciousness or stream of memory. I have decided to serialize this story, which can perhaps be used in the future as the basis for a book. If nothing else, this will provide filler for this worthless blog on days when I can think of nothing to write (most days!)
Experiences I had in Russia were used in some of my trash novels, especially Don't Fight Fate. Of course, names and places were changed to protect the guilty and avoid lawsuits, but sights, sounds, and smells influenced the result. Not all of what I wrote was fiction.
I will start tomorrow...
I did not think that the level of idiocy could increase...until I read the following headline in Salon:
Religious right leader says “Modern Family” is like “poison”
Bryan Fischer is deeply worried that the hit ABC sitcom
is destroying America from within
Either these people are sick...or I am. And, I feel rather healthy, both mentally and physically. I am happy to be living in a country where extremism is not tolerated. Of course, it took a whole lot of extremism to reach this result, but that was before I was born, so it does not count.
I watched Modern Family yesterday and today. I find it one of the best sitcoms ever produced. Being attacked by such idiots is a sign of success and a badge of honor in the United States.
If black boxes survive air crashes, why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff? George Carlin
In case you haven’t noticed (or paid attention to the garbage I write), everything in life is always about money. If you do not believe me, simply notice the news from Ukraine. Russia announced a doubling of pensions for the newly acquired Crimea, while the West has demanded that Ukraine tighten belts if they want credits. Guess which will appeal to simple people...which will lead to an increased war of words...
I shouldn’t admit this at my age, but I find How I Met Your Mother entertaining. This show is probably aimed at the 18-to-25 target market, but proves that you can be immature all your life.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.