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Boston Strong

Boston took a giant hit last week on one of its most glorious days.  Patriots Day.

It’s called Patriot’s Day because it celebrates the very opening battles of the American Revolution at Lexington and Concord.  It’s celebrated by many because that feeling of patriotism can still be felt in the air amongst those that live in and around Boston today.  It’s part of the culture.

The hallmark event of Patriot’s Day, the Boston Marathon, is a one day festival of endurance, of unity, of civic pride.  It’s a pride well deserved.

Boston, is essentially, where America began.  Where ideas of liberty and individual freedom took root.  Where rebelliousness against tyranny stood strong. And, like many cities in the northeast and Midwest, Boston served as the landing place and new homes for millions of immigrants.  For most of America’s history, places like Boston, essentially served as the hub of what America was always becoming.   That is a true as it was in 1776 as it was through the wave of Irish coming during the potato famine in the mid 19th century, through waves of Italians, and Jews, and Greeks, and Armenians, and free blacks, and Haitians, and Puerto Ricans, and countless others.

The spirit of what America is becoming is ingrained in the area, in the people, in the way of life.  It can’t and won’t be defeated.

This is best shown in a spontaneous outpouring of affection shown here:


The Boston Marathon will never really be the same.  It would be an injustice to the three innocent victims that were killed that day – Martin Richard, Krystle Campbell, and Lu Lingzi if we tried to hard to “move on” in order to forget.  It would be an injustice to Officer Sean Collier of the MIT police force if we wanted to forget.  My they forever RIP.

It’s my hope that we learn from this.  It’s my hope that we take little Martin Richard’s words of “Stop Hurting People” seriously – for once.  It’s my hope that we as a people can be strengthened by the resilience and character of the people of Boston.  My favorite city.

God bless Boston and I’m grateful that it has been part of my life.

I’m going to end up voting for someone who I often don’t agree with. That’s me. I’m a centrist/independent. Got that from my dad. And while I admire my choice for the presidency, I don’t worship him. It’s just that overall, I either agree with him more than I do his opponent or I’ve found something in his opponent that I don’t like enough to make sure my vote goes against that person.

The guy I won’t be voting for is not someone that I’m going to take the time to hate. In fact, I admire him and I admire the fact that he loves this country enough to put himself one the line here. He obviously is dedicated to America. And I don’t hold in disdain the people who will be voting for him.

One of the things that has disappointed me the most about this elections is that it has been almost completely void of ideas.

We’re at war. We’ve been at war for over ten years now. We need to develop some sort of strategic vision as to how we are going to face the international challenges over the next half century. The ascension of China and India in the world stage and how we will adapt economically and, to an extent, militarily. Add Latin America to that. The rise of political Islam in some countries. How we will maintain an energy policy that will meet our needs yet now harm the environment. How we will a changing Europe.

We’re in a complete economic flux. Our manufacturing base is all but disappearing. Technological implementations mean more productivity with less employment. Stagnant wages brought on by international competition and, yes, the amount of illegal immigrants/undocumented workers that move into the employment pool. All of this has lead to an increase in income disparity while, from what I can gather, less upward mobility. For some, that means less hope for a prosperous future. We may be creating a permanent underclass…one that seems to be very easy to pick on. It seems the powerful in both parties don’t address any issues related to poverty.

Our environment is a mess. Yeah, I believe that climate change exists. And I also believe that we’ve yet to understand the ramifications of it. I’ve also read where something like 40% of our lakes, rivers, and streams are too polluted to swim in or eat fish from. The Chesapeake Bay has huge dead zones where nothing exists.

And lastly, this election shows me once again, we are a divided nation. Hateful rhetoric thrives here. Whether it’s from the actual political arena of from many of you here on Facebook.

Obama is a communist. Romney voters are racists. The poor are lazy and want handouts. The rich are greedy. Whoever votes for the other guy is an idiot.

I could go on. In fact, I will.

I’ve seen Catholicism attacked for standing up on its principles. I’ve seen Mormonism defined as a cult. I’ve see gays attacked for hateful religious reasons when all they want is to be accepted. I’ve seen Muslims deemed as potential terrorists. I’ve seen loosely veiled attacks on blacks as somehow being less American than whites. I’ve seen hardworking business owners positioned as being selfish all the while I’ve seen hardworking employees who may be struggling being positioned as playing the role of being victims. I’ve seen women attacked for considering having an abortion. I’ve seen conservative Christians openly attacked as being morons. I’ve seen government workers get attacked for not having a real job.

Fuck all that.

Most of these simplistic, stupid digital posterboards trashing one side or the other show no interest is improving the country. Sure, some of them are funny, some may raise legitimate points. But most don’t say much being “the other side sucks”.

I’ve seen a lot of vicious battles here on Facebook over the past few months. Got a few arrows in my back and I’ve had to remove an ax or two from my forehead. I’ve seen a lot of people that I’ve come to admire make, what I consider to be, idiotic comments, predictions, etc. I’m sure post-election I’ll regain some of the respect I’ve had for them as it has been tarnished. But it disappoints me that from so many I saw so little. Work to make a better America? No…my side is so right and we’re doomed to hell if the asshole on the other side wins.

Either way, I’ll predict that no matter who will win, at the end of their term in 2016, the republic will still stand. We’ll still be America, an awesome country overall.

Suggestion: if you bitched about how this country is or how it will be under the other guy, you may want to try doing the following over the next four years.

Mentor a disadvantaged kid who needs a break, who needs someone who has faith in him or her.

Thank a veteran who took time out of his or her life to potentially put his life on the line for all of us.

Talk to someone who you normally can’t relate to…a small business owner who has to deal with government regulations, a social worker who deals with unimaginable stories, a person who’s lost their job and has come to the realization that their way of life ain’t coming back, a recent immigrant from another country (legal or illegal) who can speak on how America can likely offer more opportunity. This country isn’t just about you and the issues that you’ve come to feel are the most important.

Vote. And after you vote, get off your high horse and get off your ass and make this a better country. That’s what I intend to do.

Peace.

So I”m playing around with both Springpad and Pinterest, creating notebooks on the former, boards on the latter.  It’s somewhat fun, although I don’t know what will come from it.

Obviously, the best part of these two networks is that they allow us to use our visual creativity to express what we are, what we love, what we believe in.

On Springpad, I created two notebooks.  One was:

“Great Local Restaurants”
http://sprng.me/h22hj

which is the same as “DC/VA/MD Hotspots”

http://pinterest.com/jonathantrenn/dc-va-md-hot-spots/

Then I’ve got “Potomac River Scenes” on both

Springpad

http://sprng.me/h5ppd

Pinterest

http://pinterest.com/jonathantrenn/potomac-river-scenes/

Pinterest definitely has the mojo right now, but I like the way Springpad works. It’s has a handsome presentation and diverse capabilities.  I hope they do well.

Sandy’s aftermath

As hurricane Sandyroars outside, I’m now thinking how fortunate I am.  It’s somewhat rough here…but from what’s going on in the news and from what I’m hearing from my friends on social media, it’s obvious that many other areas have it a lot worse.  Here, it’s mostly hard rain and some strong winds inconsistently coming and going.

The rain sounds comforting.  I reminds me that I’m safe inside.  It’s constant.
Storms like this can effect almost 100,000,000 people.  The vast majority of us  hunkered down in some manner.  With loved ones, or by ourselves connected to others by phone or by computer.   Some of us are at work.
Storms like this reminds us that there’s a commonality within humanity.  A commonality that we all too soon forget.  Nature does that to us.  Or maybe for us.  It reminds us that we are all human and while as individuals, we’re often no match for the wrath of nature, humanity itself is the greatest buffer in case of disaster.

Then tomorrow is recovery for most.  For the more unfortunate, recovery takes longer.

But soon after that, we’re back to being divided.  Divided by whatever we want to be divided by.  Deep divisions that aren’t always necessary.

Why is that?

This week I (finally) launched my business.  InterActivate.

InterActivate is a digital marketing communications agency designed to help regional and local that offers comprehensive and customized marketing and engagement plans for small and mid-sized businesses to help them thrive in the digital age.

It’s also time to re-launch the business blog, Digital Street Journal.

It’s time indeed.

First of all, do yourself a favor and watch this movie:

http://www.philosopherkingsmovie.com/

The defining moment during this Republican presidential primary season came for me when Newt Gingrich suggested that school systems get rid of most of their janitors in order to hire students.  It wasn’t just what he said, it was the subsequent response and lack of response that cued something off in me. Yeah, I was upset that he feels that it’s OK for 12 year olds to mix together chemicals, stand on 10 foot ladders to change light bulbs in the gym, and mop up their classmates piss.  I get that.  I’m a father of a teen.  And I realize that this policy will end up causing some kids to be the target of abuse from a slew of their classmates as they intentionally urinate all over the floor so the poorest of the poor can mop it up.

What got me more was that he has no problem suggesting the mass firing of what I consider to be hard working under appreciated blue collar working class men and women who simply trying to provide a life for themselves and, perhaps, their family.

And what REALLY got to most of all was that the vast majority of well, us, didn’t even notice this last part.  Most focused on the comment about the kids.  We didn’t see that we’ve got a major presidential candidate who’s calling for a policy in which perhaps thousands of “union member” janitors lose their jobs.  Had to use those words “union member” for effect of course. Continue Reading »

Where were you when the world stopped turning?

Alan Jackson asked us almost ten years ago.  Now I’m asking you.

This week, for obvious reasons, is going to bring back a whole range of memories and emotions. 9/11 has been the seminal event of my lifetime. Close to 3000 people lost their live in one morning.

Where was I? I was actually in a small public library when I heard that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. Figured in was a Cessna or a Piper. Then it got hit again. I immediately went home and turned on the TV and began to see the carnage. It has haunted me still.

I ran up to my son’s school and picked him up from his kindergarten class as pretty much every parent was doing across America.

I lived in Alexandria, VA about 3.5 miles from the Pentagon. The smell of smoke and char lasted for weeks.

The memories of all of this still inspire hate in me. Hate that I don’t regret and hate that I don’t think is unhealthful.

I’ll probably try to make more posts on this issue throughout this week. But in the meantime, where were you when the world stopped turning?

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