Yours Truly
Janet Fauble at home
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
IYOGI MESSAGE
A message found on this computer has been removed. It is no longer there. It had said that I should disinstall McAfee security. I talked to a man today about the problem. So the message is no longer on the computer. End of story.
Bitching
O.K. yesterday was sheer holy terror for me in the computer world. Well, thanks to Judy Perry of Facebook, I came here to forward the post that I had written to facebook. I had received a phone call today from IYOGI and it struck me so funny because I realized that someone there had to have read my post. So sure enough, there is a comment on it from IYOGI about this entire situation. Oh boy, all due to security and Gateway since I learned that IYOGI is official security for Gateway.
I will not rehash this but I also talked to Sprint today and a man there did reset the voicemail with the passcode for me. The girl who told me had been correct about the right passcode but since the phone had not been yet reset to accept it I could not get it on. I also received a phone call from Sprint today about that phone call at which the girl was both helpful and not helpful. In my evaluation I scored her very low points simply because the voicemail was not yet working. After I talked with the man about the discount and the passcode I got it all straightened out. I wonder if they also read my blogspot now that I know for certain that IYOGI had.
I will comment back to IYOGI about the phone call I received and why it was that I had thought that they were monitoring my messages. It was about McAFEE.
I will not rehash this but I also talked to Sprint today and a man there did reset the voicemail with the passcode for me. The girl who told me had been correct about the right passcode but since the phone had not been yet reset to accept it I could not get it on. I also received a phone call from Sprint today about that phone call at which the girl was both helpful and not helpful. In my evaluation I scored her very low points simply because the voicemail was not yet working. After I talked with the man about the discount and the passcode I got it all straightened out. I wonder if they also read my blogspot now that I know for certain that IYOGI had.
I will comment back to IYOGI about the phone call I received and why it was that I had thought that they were monitoring my messages. It was about McAFEE.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Passcodes, Security, and Apps
1. Passcode for Voicemail...who knew that to try to state a message for voicemail you would need a passcode. I mean really...what the heck is this? when did it happen? and what is it? I can't for the life of me figure out what passcode it is that I should use to access this function....agh!
2. I had a former security partner who I liked until today. It was called lookout but when I tried to access it, guess what my screen name already exists. I wonder why. Same story with Norton. Neither could I access today because my screen name already exists...what does that have to do with the present need on the present phone on the present need?
3. Apps are great that are new to me: Instagram, NNotes, and Songza....love the new apps and had to recall those I had used before. I am not installing too many news one but these are really good and I like them a lot.
So it has been a heck of a day in which I have sworn, cussed, and spent a lot of time in clubhouse due to need for wifi here. Watching Dancing with the Stars finale also.
I liked Shaun Johnson last week for a really great number. Didn't see their finals last night but they will be on youtube eventually.
It will be known in a few minutes...
2. I had a former security partner who I liked until today. It was called lookout but when I tried to access it, guess what my screen name already exists. I wonder why. Same story with Norton. Neither could I access today because my screen name already exists...what does that have to do with the present need on the present phone on the present need?
3. Apps are great that are new to me: Instagram, NNotes, and Songza....love the new apps and had to recall those I had used before. I am not installing too many news one but these are really good and I like them a lot.
So it has been a heck of a day in which I have sworn, cussed, and spent a lot of time in clubhouse due to need for wifi here. Watching Dancing with the Stars finale also.
I liked Shaun Johnson last week for a really great number. Didn't see their finals last night but they will be on youtube eventually.
It will be known in a few minutes...
Computer Problems Never End
It is very difficult to be angry with something that has made life so much more interesting for so many people. The computer and world of internet is one of the most important and significant inventions to mankind that one can imagine. The transportation industry was transformed by the automobile, entertainment industry was enhanced with the television, and worldwide information is instantly transformed by the worldwideweb on the internet. It is truly amazing what the internet has done to change entire lives nationwide and worldwide. So why do we grumble? Why? Programming, what else?
Trying to get a voicemail personalized with a greeting requires that I have a passcode. Where the heck and why the heck do I need a passcode to say Hello. I am not available to answer the call. I called Sprint and she told me a possible code to use...did not work...when did this happen? When did I make a code to use voicemail?
Trying to get security on a phone means I had to use a former server who when I finally accessed the system had to give a screen name and password, and guess what, my screenname already exists. Like yeah, what has that got to do with this security on this phone? So what? It means that I do not have security because their dumb programmer does not realize that we may change phones at some point i time and allowed us to access our old accounts. What the expletive? Cause I am going vulgar and swear all the time due to these idiots in the world of programming the stupid idiotic screen names and passwords, and passcodes...are they really insane?
So this even gets worse. You know that I have always believed that my original laptop has never been cleared of a virus. I understand that once you have a virus, the system is never cleaned from it. So as IYOGI once intervened to let me know that someone had hacked into my computer to create a program for me that I had not ordered I had had to have the bank help me to solve that problem...guess what...IYOGI reared up today to tell me to disinstall McAFEE from my computer. They think it is for my computer when it is for my phone but since it is only a week's trial, I may disinstall if it is a problem.
But it told me that IYOGI is still watching my activity on my gmail account...what the heck?
I guess I may have to use them after all for everything including phone...but after watching the movie The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel in India I would not want to trust anyone anywhere anymore with any computer problems....I am leery of everyone worldwide now.
I will have to find someone at either Sprint or Best Buy to help after all. I did well most of the time by myself but a guy at Sprint was very nice to help me on the problem with my photos after being transferred. I could scream but it turns out once in a while a nice guy pops up. Who knew?
I have found some new apps. Songza for music, NNotes for memos and journal writing, instagram, a whole new world awaits in appland...So how can we complain when things are so good? Because we want and demand perfection....
Trying to get a voicemail personalized with a greeting requires that I have a passcode. Where the heck and why the heck do I need a passcode to say Hello. I am not available to answer the call. I called Sprint and she told me a possible code to use...did not work...when did this happen? When did I make a code to use voicemail?
Trying to get security on a phone means I had to use a former server who when I finally accessed the system had to give a screen name and password, and guess what, my screenname already exists. Like yeah, what has that got to do with this security on this phone? So what? It means that I do not have security because their dumb programmer does not realize that we may change phones at some point i time and allowed us to access our old accounts. What the expletive? Cause I am going vulgar and swear all the time due to these idiots in the world of programming the stupid idiotic screen names and passwords, and passcodes...are they really insane?
So this even gets worse. You know that I have always believed that my original laptop has never been cleared of a virus. I understand that once you have a virus, the system is never cleaned from it. So as IYOGI once intervened to let me know that someone had hacked into my computer to create a program for me that I had not ordered I had had to have the bank help me to solve that problem...guess what...IYOGI reared up today to tell me to disinstall McAFEE from my computer. They think it is for my computer when it is for my phone but since it is only a week's trial, I may disinstall if it is a problem.
But it told me that IYOGI is still watching my activity on my gmail account...what the heck?
I guess I may have to use them after all for everything including phone...but after watching the movie The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel in India I would not want to trust anyone anywhere anymore with any computer problems....I am leery of everyone worldwide now.
I will have to find someone at either Sprint or Best Buy to help after all. I did well most of the time by myself but a guy at Sprint was very nice to help me on the problem with my photos after being transferred. I could scream but it turns out once in a while a nice guy pops up. Who knew?
I have found some new apps. Songza for music, NNotes for memos and journal writing, instagram, a whole new world awaits in appland...So how can we complain when things are so good? Because we want and demand perfection....
Sunday, November 25, 2012
New Samsung Galaxy 3 cellphone
The thing about cellphones is that they are used more for computer aspect than phone calling. My bill tells me exactly how I use my cellphones. All data is sent to me, and I use the phone aspect so little as to be ridiculous but I overuse the computer part of it as I love it for facebook, twitter, email, and Gmail.
Phones spoil you for there are many apps to use, one of which is Songza. I am listening to it right now. It is one of the best.
I had problems with my original phone Thursday night when it suddenly cut short or blacked out. The phone was dead. Frankly, the last thing I need is to be without a phone. So the next day, while on the phone talking to my dad I was cut off three different times. It just went dead. Next day I was at Tempe Marketplace going to talk to Best Buy about it. So I stopped in the stage area to see an orchestra playing and took a photo of the Christmas tree. It died once again. Just went out. So that pushed me to go to Best Buy to talk to a rep. Luck was with me as I found a man who told me that if I bring in the receipt that I would get a new phone. Have I ever learned now about phone replacements.
So this is what happened. I took my phone in with box, charger, earbuds, and receipt so that nothing was amiss except the starter guide book. I had forgotten that. I did not realize it until I opened my box with the new phone accessories inside it. The sales manager was very nice, took the old phone back, reminded me of their protection plan for $9.99 a month which only works for damaged but not lost or stolen phones. They will immediately replace a damaged phone if you buy their protection plan which for a year is $120. Only $30 difference from the insurance plan that Sprint has because the deductible is supposed to cost$150 according to the customer service lady at Sprint. Hopefully, I will never have to use either but I do pay for the insurance plan which covers repair work if I need it, and with the HTCEVO4 I certainly did need it.
Then I went to see the Google computers which are found only at Best Buy or Online. They have both Samsung Chrome and Acer Chrome. The typewriter keys are amongst the best, and I like both frankly but the Samsung Chrome is only 2 lbs. and the Acer is 3.3 but it also has a hard drive, and HD Camera. All I have to do is put $50 on a preorder and I can pick up the computer before Christmas if I decide upon it. But I really do like it. I have read everything there is about both Acer and Samsung. The weight and thinness of Samsung is so impressive. I like it so much but online there is a 550 for $429 which Best Buy does not carry. If I buy it at Best Buy I get points on my rewards.
I am listening to Songza while I type this. I am trying to put on as many apps while in the clubhouse as I can. Next I will see if I have trouble with the bank again as I had had in the first time I tried to put the bank app on. But it is helpful and I could pay bills with it if I choose to do so.
I learned what micro memory card is thanks to the girl at Google. She showed me where the micro sd card goes and where it is in your phone. The girl who transferred all my data nearly forgot to put it back in my new phone but caught it in time...I am wondering at how much we have to carefully watch for all these things which we take for granted so much...crazy world right now.
Well, sharing with others may help someone for all I know. I wish that some would speak up. I know that a lot of people like Iphone 5 but I do not ever know why. It is so teeny tiny small in comparison and I like videos to be so that I can see them. I think that there is a "false" snobbery about Iphones.
The entiire apple industry is a bit "snobbish" in my opinion. In the end, I decided that over the cours e of a year I do not want to spend more than $200 to $300 for a computer per year. Apples are three times that for sure. I cannnot afford that even if a millionaire, and in the end, all computers are habits.
I will try google chrome and keep my other two windows. Google is not windows at all. It is also the one company that is supposed to be the best investment for young investors. I am too old to wait around for ten years but it is one of the top companies for young kids to consider...Just a little tip for you if you choose to listen to Aunt Janet here.
I am going to buy the SamsungChrome in December. I can afford it. TATA
Phones spoil you for there are many apps to use, one of which is Songza. I am listening to it right now. It is one of the best.
I had problems with my original phone Thursday night when it suddenly cut short or blacked out. The phone was dead. Frankly, the last thing I need is to be without a phone. So the next day, while on the phone talking to my dad I was cut off three different times. It just went dead. Next day I was at Tempe Marketplace going to talk to Best Buy about it. So I stopped in the stage area to see an orchestra playing and took a photo of the Christmas tree. It died once again. Just went out. So that pushed me to go to Best Buy to talk to a rep. Luck was with me as I found a man who told me that if I bring in the receipt that I would get a new phone. Have I ever learned now about phone replacements.
So this is what happened. I took my phone in with box, charger, earbuds, and receipt so that nothing was amiss except the starter guide book. I had forgotten that. I did not realize it until I opened my box with the new phone accessories inside it. The sales manager was very nice, took the old phone back, reminded me of their protection plan for $9.99 a month which only works for damaged but not lost or stolen phones. They will immediately replace a damaged phone if you buy their protection plan which for a year is $120. Only $30 difference from the insurance plan that Sprint has because the deductible is supposed to cost$150 according to the customer service lady at Sprint. Hopefully, I will never have to use either but I do pay for the insurance plan which covers repair work if I need it, and with the HTCEVO4 I certainly did need it.
Then I went to see the Google computers which are found only at Best Buy or Online. They have both Samsung Chrome and Acer Chrome. The typewriter keys are amongst the best, and I like both frankly but the Samsung Chrome is only 2 lbs. and the Acer is 3.3 but it also has a hard drive, and HD Camera. All I have to do is put $50 on a preorder and I can pick up the computer before Christmas if I decide upon it. But I really do like it. I have read everything there is about both Acer and Samsung. The weight and thinness of Samsung is so impressive. I like it so much but online there is a 550 for $429 which Best Buy does not carry. If I buy it at Best Buy I get points on my rewards.
I am listening to Songza while I type this. I am trying to put on as many apps while in the clubhouse as I can. Next I will see if I have trouble with the bank again as I had had in the first time I tried to put the bank app on. But it is helpful and I could pay bills with it if I choose to do so.
I learned what micro memory card is thanks to the girl at Google. She showed me where the micro sd card goes and where it is in your phone. The girl who transferred all my data nearly forgot to put it back in my new phone but caught it in time...I am wondering at how much we have to carefully watch for all these things which we take for granted so much...crazy world right now.
Well, sharing with others may help someone for all I know. I wish that some would speak up. I know that a lot of people like Iphone 5 but I do not ever know why. It is so teeny tiny small in comparison and I like videos to be so that I can see them. I think that there is a "false" snobbery about Iphones.
The entiire apple industry is a bit "snobbish" in my opinion. In the end, I decided that over the cours e of a year I do not want to spend more than $200 to $300 for a computer per year. Apples are three times that for sure. I cannnot afford that even if a millionaire, and in the end, all computers are habits.
I will try google chrome and keep my other two windows. Google is not windows at all. It is also the one company that is supposed to be the best investment for young investors. I am too old to wait around for ten years but it is one of the top companies for young kids to consider...Just a little tip for you if you choose to listen to Aunt Janet here.
I am going to buy the SamsungChrome in December. I can afford it. TATA
Friday, November 23, 2012
Death of Larry Hagman
On Friday, November 23, 2012, Larry Hagman, son of famed actress Mary Martin, died from a bout with cancer and cirrhosis of the liver.
He was 81 years old. Illness has a way of aging a person so that death is a welcome visitor to those who are suffering in pain and misery. His diseases sound as though he probably has finally discarded the physical for the spiritual to be grateful for the release from his long term illness.
However, he is a Hollywood actor who brought us a lot of fun in his role as the astronaut who held the little genie in the bottle in the sitcom I Dream of Jeannie. I wonder how Barbara Eden must be feeling about her famous costar, and I send her my thoughts of sympathy and condolences for I am certain that she feels both grief, sorrow, and relief at his demise.
For years, he starred in Dallas as the tycoon J.R. Ewing, and kept CBS studios ratings at the top for his ripoff of Edna Ferber's famous Texas story Giant.
It will be interesting to see all the tributes that will come to him now. He will not be forgotten.
He was 81 years old. Illness has a way of aging a person so that death is a welcome visitor to those who are suffering in pain and misery. His diseases sound as though he probably has finally discarded the physical for the spiritual to be grateful for the release from his long term illness.
However, he is a Hollywood actor who brought us a lot of fun in his role as the astronaut who held the little genie in the bottle in the sitcom I Dream of Jeannie. I wonder how Barbara Eden must be feeling about her famous costar, and I send her my thoughts of sympathy and condolences for I am certain that she feels both grief, sorrow, and relief at his demise.
For years, he starred in Dallas as the tycoon J.R. Ewing, and kept CBS studios ratings at the top for his ripoff of Edna Ferber's famous Texas story Giant.
It will be interesting to see all the tributes that will come to him now. He will not be forgotten.
Experimenting with Phone
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Reading about Writers
Professional writers and authors who take time to contemplate their work habits exposes a lot of both good and bad habits. I am not a published author in my own right yet. I have a long way to go before I can join that group. I am an avid reader however, and at the moment, I am reading James Patterson's NYPD Red which is a crappy book. He writes in the style of Steve Berry, James Rollins, Dan Brown, and others. Dan Brown apparently set the standard for this group of superficial writers. Fast paced, page turner type stories which keep reader on the edge of the seat. But this plot is both silly and stupid, stereotyped, and mundane. I am almost ready to give up on it but I will pursue it to the end, maybe, to see if it will impact how I write.
I had a nice post from my friend Ann-Katrin this morning as she is the only person who has read my first draft totally and given me comments on it. I will occasionally post a sample page but I delete it immediately after 3 or 4 days to read it since I do not want it ripped off, and I deliberately use chosen select phrases to throw of any possible attempt at copying or plagiarism.
I love "My" Alexander also which is based simply upon some of my own life. I threw my bottle out of the crib at nine months my mother told me and would not use a bottle again after that. I walked at the age of six months so I was a bit precocious myself...but I only know what adults told me...Heck, I would not know when I did what when.
Ann-Katrin told me that she likes "my" Alexander. I realize that Alexander and any other person of fame belongs to the world, and that the real Alexander can only be known to himself which in my case means me to me. I believe that the only reason I am privy to the life of these former giants is because I had been them in that time period. I have adjusted to why it is that I am now who I am, and I realize that in many ways, I have reaped what I had sown in former times but in a way that most would not ever understand it.
The most important thing that I have realized in this ongoing study of MY self is that time is compressed and only a second away when in a state of recollection. Then becomes now for a few hours and it is still living and well within that part of one's self that contains these spiritual records.
I am writing this for those who may benefit from my experience as I did benefit from Taylor Caldwell and Jess Stearns (not too sure if I got that right or not but for now I will stick with it as I can edit this at any time.) The point is that through sharing my experiences when I did, I did get feedback that helped me to understand some things. Example is the wedding of Susa. I did also put the remembered columns on a blank page to recall at will. I do not know if I put the wedding veils on or not but I remember them still as when I saw them just as I also recall the tents and the columns so well. Talking about it did get a description of the place from a person called Amyntoros.
Grateful for that...end of long passage for now...
I had a nice post from my friend Ann-Katrin this morning as she is the only person who has read my first draft totally and given me comments on it. I will occasionally post a sample page but I delete it immediately after 3 or 4 days to read it since I do not want it ripped off, and I deliberately use chosen select phrases to throw of any possible attempt at copying or plagiarism.
I love "My" Alexander also which is based simply upon some of my own life. I threw my bottle out of the crib at nine months my mother told me and would not use a bottle again after that. I walked at the age of six months so I was a bit precocious myself...but I only know what adults told me...Heck, I would not know when I did what when.
Ann-Katrin told me that she likes "my" Alexander. I realize that Alexander and any other person of fame belongs to the world, and that the real Alexander can only be known to himself which in my case means me to me. I believe that the only reason I am privy to the life of these former giants is because I had been them in that time period. I have adjusted to why it is that I am now who I am, and I realize that in many ways, I have reaped what I had sown in former times but in a way that most would not ever understand it.
The most important thing that I have realized in this ongoing study of MY self is that time is compressed and only a second away when in a state of recollection. Then becomes now for a few hours and it is still living and well within that part of one's self that contains these spiritual records.
I am writing this for those who may benefit from my experience as I did benefit from Taylor Caldwell and Jess Stearns (not too sure if I got that right or not but for now I will stick with it as I can edit this at any time.) The point is that through sharing my experiences when I did, I did get feedback that helped me to understand some things. Example is the wedding of Susa. I did also put the remembered columns on a blank page to recall at will. I do not know if I put the wedding veils on or not but I remember them still as when I saw them just as I also recall the tents and the columns so well. Talking about it did get a description of the place from a person called Amyntoros.
Grateful for that...end of long passage for now...
Thanksgiving Day
Thoughts today. I slept til 1:00. Of course, I was up at 7:00 to feed my cat, but went back to bed. Did not get to sleep after listening to some music from Patricia Kaas and others on Youtube. I must have finally fallen to sleep around 5:00. Shocked that I slept so late but was deep in dreams, and I have to sleep all the way through to get rid of nighttime pains in the knees and hip area. Don't know why I am so afflicted at night time but the pain in knee is very excruciatingly sharp and I have to sleep it off. No such thing daytime so what is this that is happening to me?
Finally learned the lyrics of Il ma dit que je suis belle from a group of beauties. Quite shocking to me to hear it and see it at the same time. Love that song so it kept me up since it sent me back in time to when I met up with Sadam Omar at Fashion Square. I can still see him and picture him. So happy to know that the word script comes up in this song as the conversation between us is in the Network film, starring Faye Dunaway and William Holden. I never forget how much the dialogue in that film seems to seem like that which occurred when I first met Omar.
That is the name he gave me to call him. So naturally, once again, I am analyzing the entire thing, thinking how I could not believe it when I realized who he is. Simply too incredible! But then I began to think that probably General Petraeus and Glenn Doherty and Charles's Woods son are probably like that too when not in uniform. So life goes...full of strange mysteries. One thing I finally realized which is too far out for anyone but me and a few likeminded souls to consider is that since he has been killed outright (Omar) that my problem with my teeth and eyes that was consistent for so long has now disappeared. That made me really sit up and think straight...What is this? Did I suffer mentally long before it ever happened the death of Jon Benet Ramsey and also of Omar? I am beginning to wonder about that.
I will admit that I do not miss the pain of any of it, but being a bit of a psychic medium is not very enjoyable. I do say that for sure as well. Will close now as I ponder all this again since fingers are now getting quite tired of this ongoing process.
Finally learned the lyrics of Il ma dit que je suis belle from a group of beauties. Quite shocking to me to hear it and see it at the same time. Love that song so it kept me up since it sent me back in time to when I met up with Sadam Omar at Fashion Square. I can still see him and picture him. So happy to know that the word script comes up in this song as the conversation between us is in the Network film, starring Faye Dunaway and William Holden. I never forget how much the dialogue in that film seems to seem like that which occurred when I first met Omar.
That is the name he gave me to call him. So naturally, once again, I am analyzing the entire thing, thinking how I could not believe it when I realized who he is. Simply too incredible! But then I began to think that probably General Petraeus and Glenn Doherty and Charles's Woods son are probably like that too when not in uniform. So life goes...full of strange mysteries. One thing I finally realized which is too far out for anyone but me and a few likeminded souls to consider is that since he has been killed outright (Omar) that my problem with my teeth and eyes that was consistent for so long has now disappeared. That made me really sit up and think straight...What is this? Did I suffer mentally long before it ever happened the death of Jon Benet Ramsey and also of Omar? I am beginning to wonder about that.
I will admit that I do not miss the pain of any of it, but being a bit of a psychic medium is not very enjoyable. I do say that for sure as well. Will close now as I ponder all this again since fingers are now getting quite tired of this ongoing process.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Thanksgiving Day
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day. I will maybe take a ride to a shopping center, I might go to the cheap movie theatre in Tempe to see a cheap flick. I should check on that. I went to Fry's today to get a loaf of bread for a dollar. I have enough cheese slices to eat plenty of grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch til next payday. I anticipated a long November so I did stock up on food for the remainder of the month, but purchasing my cellphone has put a real dent in my pocketbook. Living on too tight of a budget right now, and roughing it and toughing it out til December comes in.
My new cellphone has had an affect on me so that I was able to see myself looking my worse and realized that I have only a few years left on the earth. So I must get my act together now to do all the things I want to do yet. I am waking up to the fact that when one reaches 70 one is soon to cross over the bridge!
I will admit that I do not worry about the other side since I have gleaned of so many awesome past lifetimes and have really learned a bit about each one of them. I am confident that the afterlife is an improvement each time over the past life so that I am partially prepared for whatever lies ahead.
I know positively about the past so I am in anticipation of a greater day ahead in the future...I sometimes take myself very seriously despite knowing that all this is transistory, I know that it is the material existence that we come to love and enjoy. The spiritual remains are what convinced me that spirit is eternal and constant. Life can be beautiful if we make it that way. We at least must try.
My new cellphone has had an affect on me so that I was able to see myself looking my worse and realized that I have only a few years left on the earth. So I must get my act together now to do all the things I want to do yet. I am waking up to the fact that when one reaches 70 one is soon to cross over the bridge!
I will admit that I do not worry about the other side since I have gleaned of so many awesome past lifetimes and have really learned a bit about each one of them. I am confident that the afterlife is an improvement each time over the past life so that I am partially prepared for whatever lies ahead.
I know positively about the past so I am in anticipation of a greater day ahead in the future...I sometimes take myself very seriously despite knowing that all this is transistory, I know that it is the material existence that we come to love and enjoy. The spiritual remains are what convinced me that spirit is eternal and constant. Life can be beautiful if we make it that way. We at least must try.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Blood Trail by C.J.Box
I found a book in the laundry room that caught my attention. I had already reviewed the movie The WhistleBlower on facebook and blogger so that there seems to be so much similarity between the movie and the book that I do not find it a coincidence to be there at all. I really do like this book and the sympathy and the empathy that the author shows. There is enough real twists and turns to this plot to keep one interested in the solution that I read it as quickly as I could after I got past that first chapter that drew me into the book. Because I have read so many Tony Hillerman books I recognized some similarities in his mystery novel and this one so that is why I could sense that the murderer's thoughts were discernible. Only certain kinds of hunters are this perceptive about nature.
The first chapter did intrigue me because I also use hunting and survival tactics in a forest in my book about Alexander. This book taught me a few things that I had not known or considered. The author does give credit to David Diaz for his book Tracking:Signs of Man, Signs of Hope, and to Michael Chesbro's Wilderness Evasion. I never considered researching tracking until I read this book either.
I wrote off the top of my head and except for using history books by a few historians, I wrote my first draft from my own imagination and intuition.
So this book more or less brought me up to snuff realizing how much I have yet to do to fully develop a compelling book. But I am not being too hard on myself...I just needed the excuse to write some thoughts about Alexander that I wanted to explore and so I did do just that. I am rereading some of my recent efforts and realize that again I am being skeletal and trying to create an outline more than actually get into the story. I am trying to decide how I will go about doing this because frankly, there is so much to develop yet. I have a few very good scenes, and my book is gradually becoming an adult book more than a child's book. Yet, I have to write with children in mind. That controls some of the harshness of it. Yet, because Alexander was a child when he took command, it means that he became an adult very soon in life. I am thinking all this aloud now because it is very important to understand what he was like when he first took over at his father's death and how young and idealistic he had been at that age. Despite the fact that he had participated and even led in a few battles as fundamentally a child, he assumed leadership based upon the love of his soldiers for him, and it enabled him to keep them loyal to him while they conquered their enemies.
The point is that in reading this book, I see how this author has used his characters well to develop his plot, and to make us stay with the book. Had he not done that, the murder itself and the victims themselves would not matter to us. I have to develop my characters for those who do not know who Alexander is.
The first chapter did intrigue me because I also use hunting and survival tactics in a forest in my book about Alexander. This book taught me a few things that I had not known or considered. The author does give credit to David Diaz for his book Tracking:Signs of Man, Signs of Hope, and to Michael Chesbro's Wilderness Evasion. I never considered researching tracking until I read this book either.
I wrote off the top of my head and except for using history books by a few historians, I wrote my first draft from my own imagination and intuition.
So this book more or less brought me up to snuff realizing how much I have yet to do to fully develop a compelling book. But I am not being too hard on myself...I just needed the excuse to write some thoughts about Alexander that I wanted to explore and so I did do just that. I am rereading some of my recent efforts and realize that again I am being skeletal and trying to create an outline more than actually get into the story. I am trying to decide how I will go about doing this because frankly, there is so much to develop yet. I have a few very good scenes, and my book is gradually becoming an adult book more than a child's book. Yet, I have to write with children in mind. That controls some of the harshness of it. Yet, because Alexander was a child when he took command, it means that he became an adult very soon in life. I am thinking all this aloud now because it is very important to understand what he was like when he first took over at his father's death and how young and idealistic he had been at that age. Despite the fact that he had participated and even led in a few battles as fundamentally a child, he assumed leadership based upon the love of his soldiers for him, and it enabled him to keep them loyal to him while they conquered their enemies.
The point is that in reading this book, I see how this author has used his characters well to develop his plot, and to make us stay with the book. Had he not done that, the murder itself and the victims themselves would not matter to us. I have to develop my characters for those who do not know who Alexander is.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Movies
I have been watching movies lately. Lincoln is the latest Spielberg directed movie so I decided to watch a few trailers of the film. Sure enough, just as I suspected Barack Obama is being treated in a few publicity shots in a fashion reminiscent of Lincoln. He has always said that he admired Lincoln so that it is obvious that he is imitating some of Lincoln's lonely portraits in the White House in a few publicity shots. I saw the resemblance.
Skyfall is the latest Bond movie. It is number one at the box office which is to be expected. I have no idea what is happening except to know that Bond had been declared dead but has decided to resurrect himself to help his old pal M who needs him to stop some serious threat. The trailers are too action paced to make sense of any of it. I like the old sophisticated, debonair, and charming Bonds better than the gutsy, masochistic, rugged Bond.
If real life were ever as genuinely intriguing as movie life, we would be one sorry group of people. I hope that never do we have villains as well portrayed as Hollywood makes them. Because for sure, we do not have real life heroes as bright and brilliant as those portrayed in our "hero" style films.
I hope that Barack Obama does not react to the movie Lincoln in the same way that Nixon reacted to the George Scott movie Patton. I am suspicious that all these secession efforts are just a bit of a publicity stunt for the movie Lincoln. You can bet that this movie will be Oscar material and will win many without fail. By the way, Sally Fields as Mary Todd Lincoln makes me laugh, but she is cute in the role...probably too cute. All 130 pounds of her! The real Mrs. Lincoln, not Sally!
Skyfall is the latest Bond movie. It is number one at the box office which is to be expected. I have no idea what is happening except to know that Bond had been declared dead but has decided to resurrect himself to help his old pal M who needs him to stop some serious threat. The trailers are too action paced to make sense of any of it. I like the old sophisticated, debonair, and charming Bonds better than the gutsy, masochistic, rugged Bond.
If real life were ever as genuinely intriguing as movie life, we would be one sorry group of people. I hope that never do we have villains as well portrayed as Hollywood makes them. Because for sure, we do not have real life heroes as bright and brilliant as those portrayed in our "hero" style films.
I hope that Barack Obama does not react to the movie Lincoln in the same way that Nixon reacted to the George Scott movie Patton. I am suspicious that all these secession efforts are just a bit of a publicity stunt for the movie Lincoln. You can bet that this movie will be Oscar material and will win many without fail. By the way, Sally Fields as Mary Todd Lincoln makes me laugh, but she is cute in the role...probably too cute. All 130 pounds of her! The real Mrs. Lincoln, not Sally!
Blood Trail
In the laundry room, I found a book called Blood Trail. This is a strange story set in Wyoming about a hunter who is more than slightly cuckoo. He has decided to kill other hunters. He actually treated the latest victim like one of the elk who hunters treat in a special way by gutting and decapitating them. He is a serial killer but his thoughts are written up in the first chapter in such a way that is totally captivating and enthralling. For a mentally unbalanced person to think so sensibly and clearly is quite a stretch but the chapter did tell me finally why that first chapter is so important. I had read a similar first chapter a while back that gave me some idea but this one did make me realize how important it is to engage your reader immediately...However, the rest of the story must surely keep up with the pace of the first. But his descriptions of what a hunter sees while carefully studying his prey is incredible.
I have been reading through my last efforts at continuing the story of Alexander, and while I thought I had a great way to make a historical narrative interesting and enthralling, I find that some of it is really good but much must be rewritten. It is actually always a good idea to put aside your work for a while so that it can sit for awhile. Later, you have a more critical and sound attitude to it.
I am at least finally coming back to renewing interest in it again. But the last few months have been difficult for me to concentrate on anything but getting through each day one at a time.
After I had put my pet cat who was named for Alexander to sleep, I changed a lot about my interests in life now. That event of watching my dearest beloved cat die really has impacted me. My mother's death was bad enough for me, and the cat reminded me of when her little tongue suddenly popped out of her mouth too, and her head then just fell to the side. I can never forget either one. My friend Diane thinks I was very brave. I don't think of it as brave at all, but it is something that I am glad now that I was there for each one of them at the time of their death. I wonder now about both. I am sure that Alexander could be in spirit nearby. I don't know about my mother any longer.
I am not trying to be morbid but I understand death better due to both of their passing while I was staring at each one. I was trying to give my mother mouth to mouth rescutitation and realized at how inept I was in my efforts but it was what brought a smile to her face, and her face then went white and she was gone. I never forget her smile though.
Wondering why I wanted to write a book about Alexander at all. Well, at first I did not want to do that. But as time passed and I came to know him better and better, and had so many experiences in going back to that time, some of which truly impacted me very much, helping to explain some of today's events, I became terribly convinced that it would be a good thing if people could see him as I have seen him. Whether I will be right or wrong about that is yet to be realized...I will just keep on working...
I have been reading through my last efforts at continuing the story of Alexander, and while I thought I had a great way to make a historical narrative interesting and enthralling, I find that some of it is really good but much must be rewritten. It is actually always a good idea to put aside your work for a while so that it can sit for awhile. Later, you have a more critical and sound attitude to it.
I am at least finally coming back to renewing interest in it again. But the last few months have been difficult for me to concentrate on anything but getting through each day one at a time.
After I had put my pet cat who was named for Alexander to sleep, I changed a lot about my interests in life now. That event of watching my dearest beloved cat die really has impacted me. My mother's death was bad enough for me, and the cat reminded me of when her little tongue suddenly popped out of her mouth too, and her head then just fell to the side. I can never forget either one. My friend Diane thinks I was very brave. I don't think of it as brave at all, but it is something that I am glad now that I was there for each one of them at the time of their death. I wonder now about both. I am sure that Alexander could be in spirit nearby. I don't know about my mother any longer.
I am not trying to be morbid but I understand death better due to both of their passing while I was staring at each one. I was trying to give my mother mouth to mouth rescutitation and realized at how inept I was in my efforts but it was what brought a smile to her face, and her face then went white and she was gone. I never forget her smile though.
Wondering why I wanted to write a book about Alexander at all. Well, at first I did not want to do that. But as time passed and I came to know him better and better, and had so many experiences in going back to that time, some of which truly impacted me very much, helping to explain some of today's events, I became terribly convinced that it would be a good thing if people could see him as I have seen him. Whether I will be right or wrong about that is yet to be realized...I will just keep on working...
Monday, November 12, 2012
Post Abortion, Catholics, President and Pope
I wrote two pieces in response to an ongoing discussion. I have a great respect for the Holy Catholic Church with regard to its faithfulness in keeping the doctrine of Jesus Christ alive and well, and perpetuated throughout time in good faith and lovingness. I also have a certain kind of respect and admiration for the government of the United States in its fluid state of administration since it evolves and changes from generation to generation.
However, in good conscienceness, I no longer participate in communion services or even in attendance at the local parish. I have too many sincere disagreements with the pronouncements of the Bishops and the Pope regarding issues about which I feel strongly; therefore, I do not particpate in any but a total spiritual communion. I recognize that Jesus said where two or three are gathered in my name, I am with you always throughout time. I understand that concept, and I understand fully the reason for the sacrament of communion. It should be celebrated once a year in my opinion instead of daily but it is the centerpiece of the mass, so the practice continues.
When I was teaching, we said every single day without fail the pledge of allegiance to the United States. It was the first thing we did in the morning before the regular classes began. After a time, even the pledge of allegiance to the United States became a rote, mechanical exercise. It is the same in the church that after a time even Holy Communion becomes a mechanical rather than a meaningful experience.
When Jesus instituted the practice he was a living man sitting in front of his disciples explaining a simple relationship between his own person and the staples of life, bread and wine. Jesus in some ways was like the Greek god Dionysus in his use of wine for the purpose of reminding the apostles that he was sustenance for the soul.
The Catholic faith has a history of priests who have given their lives to preserve what they believe to be the living body of Jesus Christ in the form of the sacrament yet because of the nature and size of the church, the wine is given only to the priests and not to the people. This in itself is almost a form of insult against the sacrament itself...that the people should have to take only the bread and not the wine. In protestant churches both are given and understood as symbolic of the body of Jesus. The apostles knew full well that they were partaking of unleavened bread and wine when Jesus sat in person before them...When did the Church cease to realize that is what I have often wondered.
I know that my cousin Jimmy wants me to attend church for fellowship. I believe that fellowship is the result in a church where the congregation truly love one another. When my grandfather died, I was so impressed with the Pentecostal church who came to my grandmother in her time of need and supplied our family with pies, cakes, salads, and all kinds of home made goods to give comfort to my grandmother. I truly saw that their goodness is what makes church so wonderful despite the fact that I do not like the style of heavy handed preaching. I could see that the minister and his wife (a Russian) truly were good and decent people, sincere and faithful in their own way to their belief in the Jesus that they taught.
Granted, the minister's wife did not like the fact that my hair was bleached at the time. She was downright forthright and honest about it. I overlooked it, knowing that vanity is thought to be a sin in some circles, and it is Biblical, but also knowing that despite their humble ways, I would still continue to bleach my hair.
Like Sandy in the movie Grease, I had become a bad girl. I smoked, drank, partied, danced, and bleached my hair. To the devout, I was dreadful. Yet, inside me,I was possibly more religious than they could ever know...I live my religious belief of being good to one another through doing it rather than any other way. And I do not shout it out to the world, or even talk about it...I know that God sees in secret.
This will be continued.
However, in good conscienceness, I no longer participate in communion services or even in attendance at the local parish. I have too many sincere disagreements with the pronouncements of the Bishops and the Pope regarding issues about which I feel strongly; therefore, I do not particpate in any but a total spiritual communion. I recognize that Jesus said where two or three are gathered in my name, I am with you always throughout time. I understand that concept, and I understand fully the reason for the sacrament of communion. It should be celebrated once a year in my opinion instead of daily but it is the centerpiece of the mass, so the practice continues.
When I was teaching, we said every single day without fail the pledge of allegiance to the United States. It was the first thing we did in the morning before the regular classes began. After a time, even the pledge of allegiance to the United States became a rote, mechanical exercise. It is the same in the church that after a time even Holy Communion becomes a mechanical rather than a meaningful experience.
When Jesus instituted the practice he was a living man sitting in front of his disciples explaining a simple relationship between his own person and the staples of life, bread and wine. Jesus in some ways was like the Greek god Dionysus in his use of wine for the purpose of reminding the apostles that he was sustenance for the soul.
The Catholic faith has a history of priests who have given their lives to preserve what they believe to be the living body of Jesus Christ in the form of the sacrament yet because of the nature and size of the church, the wine is given only to the priests and not to the people. This in itself is almost a form of insult against the sacrament itself...that the people should have to take only the bread and not the wine. In protestant churches both are given and understood as symbolic of the body of Jesus. The apostles knew full well that they were partaking of unleavened bread and wine when Jesus sat in person before them...When did the Church cease to realize that is what I have often wondered.
I know that my cousin Jimmy wants me to attend church for fellowship. I believe that fellowship is the result in a church where the congregation truly love one another. When my grandfather died, I was so impressed with the Pentecostal church who came to my grandmother in her time of need and supplied our family with pies, cakes, salads, and all kinds of home made goods to give comfort to my grandmother. I truly saw that their goodness is what makes church so wonderful despite the fact that I do not like the style of heavy handed preaching. I could see that the minister and his wife (a Russian) truly were good and decent people, sincere and faithful in their own way to their belief in the Jesus that they taught.
Granted, the minister's wife did not like the fact that my hair was bleached at the time. She was downright forthright and honest about it. I overlooked it, knowing that vanity is thought to be a sin in some circles, and it is Biblical, but also knowing that despite their humble ways, I would still continue to bleach my hair.
Like Sandy in the movie Grease, I had become a bad girl. I smoked, drank, partied, danced, and bleached my hair. To the devout, I was dreadful. Yet, inside me,I was possibly more religious than they could ever know...I live my religious belief of being good to one another through doing it rather than any other way. And I do not shout it out to the world, or even talk about it...I know that God sees in secret.
This will be continued.
Regrets
One thing I like about blogger is that it can be edited and deleted. I am going to delete two posts now.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Spouting off Time
Well, the election is over, and the winners are gloating and pleased with themselves, while the losers are sad, disheartened, and depressed. All had hoped for a return to great economic good news, but instead taxes being raised are making the headlines at CNN. Oh boy, and a general has stepped down out of his job due to an indiscretion on his part...More to come in the soap opera of the WhiteHouse I am sure.
But I am going to spout off now about the people both on the inside and the ouside. I was really shocked to learn that people really believe that they alone know what is going on in the USA and who it is who should be elected to the most powerful job in the land...So we are told that it is the most powerful. Truthfully, that is not a realiable fact either. Three branches of government means that the Executive Office has only a limited amount of power. He can only do just so much.
I never really cared what people thought about my decision on which person I would choose. I do not like Barack Obama for sending horses to slaughter when he had promised not to do that. Then I read Ed Klein's book which says simply that Obama thinks that political promises can be easily broken because that is what political promises are all about...in other words, just so much bullshit.
I took an instant dislike to him when I read that.
I have contempt for both parties now. I believe that anybody who is popular can get votes but that does not show respect for the office or for the nation. The people deserve that the person who wins the election have credentials which make him capable of holding that office.
Romney at least had the good grace to laugh at himself at the Al Smith function which told me that he was on sounder footing about himself and his past performances than what others seem to be. Had the election been determined by the speeches given there, Romney would have won hands down in a minute unless as many already suspect, the election was rigged from the start.
I am not sour grapes about Barack Obama's win. I was torn in half. Some of Obama's platform I approved, but not all of it. I just simply do not like him as a person. Romney came across to me as a decent and fine upstanding man, and I like him but did not approve his platform...so I was torn.
I do not like religion to creep into politics. Unfortunately, the Republican party has not only let it creep in but has given in to it in a fashion that has turned many voters off. If they could have gotten rid of some of the stupid thoughts that emanated from some of the men who spoke about rape and abortion as if it were some kind of insignificant wound they may have stood a chance. It is amazing to think that any of those men got any support at all.
Most fortunately were defeated soundly. Thank Heaven for that.
About Romney's wealth, well, I am one of those who believe we had needed that kind of thinking man to finally know how to handle the economy of this nation. I admire Romney for his ability to create businesses, thus, jobs, and profits. I wonder at many who do not realize this, and for me, that was the most important reason to vote.
We need positive thinkers, doers, builders, and great men and women to serve in public office. Hopefully, some will continue to try to serve this nation, and a smart electorate will finally elect them.
But I am going to spout off now about the people both on the inside and the ouside. I was really shocked to learn that people really believe that they alone know what is going on in the USA and who it is who should be elected to the most powerful job in the land...So we are told that it is the most powerful. Truthfully, that is not a realiable fact either. Three branches of government means that the Executive Office has only a limited amount of power. He can only do just so much.
I never really cared what people thought about my decision on which person I would choose. I do not like Barack Obama for sending horses to slaughter when he had promised not to do that. Then I read Ed Klein's book which says simply that Obama thinks that political promises can be easily broken because that is what political promises are all about...in other words, just so much bullshit.
I took an instant dislike to him when I read that.
I have contempt for both parties now. I believe that anybody who is popular can get votes but that does not show respect for the office or for the nation. The people deserve that the person who wins the election have credentials which make him capable of holding that office.
Romney at least had the good grace to laugh at himself at the Al Smith function which told me that he was on sounder footing about himself and his past performances than what others seem to be. Had the election been determined by the speeches given there, Romney would have won hands down in a minute unless as many already suspect, the election was rigged from the start.
I am not sour grapes about Barack Obama's win. I was torn in half. Some of Obama's platform I approved, but not all of it. I just simply do not like him as a person. Romney came across to me as a decent and fine upstanding man, and I like him but did not approve his platform...so I was torn.
I do not like religion to creep into politics. Unfortunately, the Republican party has not only let it creep in but has given in to it in a fashion that has turned many voters off. If they could have gotten rid of some of the stupid thoughts that emanated from some of the men who spoke about rape and abortion as if it were some kind of insignificant wound they may have stood a chance. It is amazing to think that any of those men got any support at all.
Most fortunately were defeated soundly. Thank Heaven for that.
About Romney's wealth, well, I am one of those who believe we had needed that kind of thinking man to finally know how to handle the economy of this nation. I admire Romney for his ability to create businesses, thus, jobs, and profits. I wonder at many who do not realize this, and for me, that was the most important reason to vote.
We need positive thinkers, doers, builders, and great men and women to serve in public office. Hopefully, some will continue to try to serve this nation, and a smart electorate will finally elect them.
The White Ribbon (Spoiler)
I don't know how many have seen this movie. I had seen the previews which did not entice me to see it, but finding it at the library I decided to overcome a certain dislike for it since it had won so many awards. It is called The White Ribbon. The title comes from a form of punishment that a very rigid pastor hoists upon his children to insure that they lead virtuous and ideal lives. The old story of preacher kids comes to mind.
The movie begins with a doctor returning home to get pitched off his horse when he hits a wire. He is hospitalized and we then meet the small village which belongs to a Baron and Baroness who have three children, twins, and a young boy named Sigi. Sigi is a beautiful child but suffers from boredom trying to satisfy his demanding mother. The villagers are who the story is about but Sigi does have an important role in the film.
The narrator of the story is the teacher who is a son of a tailor. He is 31 years old, single, and a simple, kind, naive type of man who falls in love with a young 17 year old girl who is the nanny for the Baron and Baronness's children.
This is not a happy movie. It is a sad movie full of malice, emptiness, disdain, cruelty, envy, nearly all the sins that one can empty onto a piece of Hollywood celluloid. The writer outdid himself using a Conan O'Brien look alike to portray the cruel mean doctor who in the beginning of the film is so readily taken out. Later, we learn his evil secret which may be a clue to who it is that did string the wire to trip him up, saving his own daughter the misery that he has inflicted onto her. In the meantime, his wife has died so that he takes up with the midwife who is his children's caretaker, and who he secretly hates but uses to satisfy his lusts. There is an especially dreadful scene where he berates her sadistically so that she squeals on his dreadful deeds to his daughter which she has seen him do.
Two young children get tortured, the midwife's son who is a sweet and innocent retarded child, and the son of the Baron and Baroness, Sigi. Both are tortured cruelly, and the culprit frankly is never found, but there are significant clues as to who may have done the dreadful deeds.
A woman is killed sensely while working the Baron's fields so that her son goes berserk, using his scythe to take his vengeance out on cabbage heads, cutting them down in a rage. This costs his father and his family much humiliation and finally loss of jobs and then loss of life. The father hangs himself.
Isn't this just the happiest film you have ever seen get an award? Ha!
But throughout the film, there is sweet innocence, stark cruelty, as the children are portrayed as both good, sweet, and evil. One of the pastor's daughters mercilessly kills a caged bird to put it on her father's desk. The pastor is a man who one must question at times for his authoritarian and punitive way of teaching the Gospel. Old time religion seems to often be the worst kind of teaching, and in this case, it most certainly is. He has his son who is exhibiting signs of masturbating secretly tied down while in bed so that he can overcome the temptations to touch himself.
It is one of those films that because it exposes life so well in this harsh and unforgiving environment that it garnered awards from the world of film.
I was shocked, stunned, and amazed at the rawness of the film. We see the tortured child, and know through his agony who may have committed this horrible act of trying to blind him. He flees town so we are fairly certain that he is the guilty culprit. However, whoever it was who had Sigi tied upside down and caned is never fully known...
In the end, World War I is about to begin because some anarchist has killed the King of Austria.
The narrator, the teacher, does find love and happiness in his shy young nanny who has gotten fired from her job because of the torture to Sigi. Unfair, but nothing is fair in this film. Her father who demanded that he wait a year does come to the village to inspect the teacher's habitat so that the two can become married. He is drafted into the army but survives and life goes on...probably as sourly after the war as before.
This is a movie that is intended to expose daily life in German villages. It is ironic that it is called The White Ribbon. Lord knows these krauts are as sour as sauerkraut.
The movie begins with a doctor returning home to get pitched off his horse when he hits a wire. He is hospitalized and we then meet the small village which belongs to a Baron and Baroness who have three children, twins, and a young boy named Sigi. Sigi is a beautiful child but suffers from boredom trying to satisfy his demanding mother. The villagers are who the story is about but Sigi does have an important role in the film.
The narrator of the story is the teacher who is a son of a tailor. He is 31 years old, single, and a simple, kind, naive type of man who falls in love with a young 17 year old girl who is the nanny for the Baron and Baronness's children.
This is not a happy movie. It is a sad movie full of malice, emptiness, disdain, cruelty, envy, nearly all the sins that one can empty onto a piece of Hollywood celluloid. The writer outdid himself using a Conan O'Brien look alike to portray the cruel mean doctor who in the beginning of the film is so readily taken out. Later, we learn his evil secret which may be a clue to who it is that did string the wire to trip him up, saving his own daughter the misery that he has inflicted onto her. In the meantime, his wife has died so that he takes up with the midwife who is his children's caretaker, and who he secretly hates but uses to satisfy his lusts. There is an especially dreadful scene where he berates her sadistically so that she squeals on his dreadful deeds to his daughter which she has seen him do.
Two young children get tortured, the midwife's son who is a sweet and innocent retarded child, and the son of the Baron and Baroness, Sigi. Both are tortured cruelly, and the culprit frankly is never found, but there are significant clues as to who may have done the dreadful deeds.
A woman is killed sensely while working the Baron's fields so that her son goes berserk, using his scythe to take his vengeance out on cabbage heads, cutting them down in a rage. This costs his father and his family much humiliation and finally loss of jobs and then loss of life. The father hangs himself.
Isn't this just the happiest film you have ever seen get an award? Ha!
But throughout the film, there is sweet innocence, stark cruelty, as the children are portrayed as both good, sweet, and evil. One of the pastor's daughters mercilessly kills a caged bird to put it on her father's desk. The pastor is a man who one must question at times for his authoritarian and punitive way of teaching the Gospel. Old time religion seems to often be the worst kind of teaching, and in this case, it most certainly is. He has his son who is exhibiting signs of masturbating secretly tied down while in bed so that he can overcome the temptations to touch himself.
It is one of those films that because it exposes life so well in this harsh and unforgiving environment that it garnered awards from the world of film.
I was shocked, stunned, and amazed at the rawness of the film. We see the tortured child, and know through his agony who may have committed this horrible act of trying to blind him. He flees town so we are fairly certain that he is the guilty culprit. However, whoever it was who had Sigi tied upside down and caned is never fully known...
In the end, World War I is about to begin because some anarchist has killed the King of Austria.
The narrator, the teacher, does find love and happiness in his shy young nanny who has gotten fired from her job because of the torture to Sigi. Unfair, but nothing is fair in this film. Her father who demanded that he wait a year does come to the village to inspect the teacher's habitat so that the two can become married. He is drafted into the army but survives and life goes on...probably as sourly after the war as before.
This is a movie that is intended to expose daily life in German villages. It is ironic that it is called The White Ribbon. Lord knows these krauts are as sour as sauerkraut.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
More on Obama
The election is over. Winners are cheering and gloating, and the losers are in a state of real despair, as there is really serious opposition to Barack Obama. His win and victory is almost a joke because he is facing two formal charges against him charging him with treason. This is not a joke. The two lawsuits have been filed.
The charges are serious. If it is true that he and Chris Stephens were actually providing weapons to al qaeda forces, then Barack Obama is a traitor and an enemy to the people of the USA.
However, as in all law suits, the burden of the proof is upon the plaintiff. Barack Obama no doubt will have a defense, and unless the two plaintiffs are 100 % correct, the press will overlook this and downplay it. The press seems to be enamored with a man who is possibly as described in the lawsuit a clear and present danger.
He may be at the mercy of forces that we know nothing about. He may have a backer who has placed him in a position similar to those girls in Bosnia who were held captive and were so easily threatened. There is little doubt that a person who occupys the White House seat has to be a very strong person when dealing with the financial backers who put him there, the military who threaten him and intimidate him in meetings, and the ongoing problem of satisfying the wants and desires of the public who voted him into office.
I am keeping watch on this and will be discussing it in my blogspot as I am drawn into the drama of this. Who will win? A Naval officer? A public attorney? Barack Obama? the American public?
The charges are serious. If it is true that he and Chris Stephens were actually providing weapons to al qaeda forces, then Barack Obama is a traitor and an enemy to the people of the USA.
However, as in all law suits, the burden of the proof is upon the plaintiff. Barack Obama no doubt will have a defense, and unless the two plaintiffs are 100 % correct, the press will overlook this and downplay it. The press seems to be enamored with a man who is possibly as described in the lawsuit a clear and present danger.
He may be at the mercy of forces that we know nothing about. He may have a backer who has placed him in a position similar to those girls in Bosnia who were held captive and were so easily threatened. There is little doubt that a person who occupys the White House seat has to be a very strong person when dealing with the financial backers who put him there, the military who threaten him and intimidate him in meetings, and the ongoing problem of satisfying the wants and desires of the public who voted him into office.
I am keeping watch on this and will be discussing it in my blogspot as I am drawn into the drama of this. Who will win? A Naval officer? A public attorney? Barack Obama? the American public?
The Whistleblower
The Whistleblower is a nervewracking story which probably might remind one of the scandal involving the Navy in Las Vegas, the Tailgate party or some such thing...I have forgotten and did not research details before going into this discussion so will have to check it out. There had been a scandal about some military group a few years back with a party in Vegas. There are tons of stories about scandals and sex parties in most military barracks. I have even known air force personnel myself personally to know that these stories are true even here in Arizona in the good old USA. But there is a difference between going out, meeting women in bars, or clubs, and taking them home to screw than in kidnapping, holding girls as prisoners, and then using them as prostitutes for their own sick games. In America, women throw themselves easily at soldier boys hoping to get a tumble whether for money or for free, but in Bosnia, where this story is discovered, the girls had been lured out of the Ukraine to become forced to serve as sex slaves for men who were not only American, Europeans, Serbs, Croats, etc., but also for others serving in the role of peace officers. It has been reported so often about how UN personnel in Africa have raped and pillaged young girls there that most have turned a blind eye to it.
This movie outraged me, since the drama is well plotted, well manipulated and controlled to make you suffer with anger at the plight of young girls who go out into the world to survive on their own, to be used and threatened and tortured by men from all parts of the world. It made me ashamed of the United Nations and the United States government.
The end of the movie is the most disturbing. The heroine of the story suffers due to her interference, her dedication to her job as a good police woman, and finally loses in the end because she has done the impardonable, the good deed. She is a whistleblower treading on men's habits and activity so that she is soon out of a job and a future for herself. The men in the story are despicable and easily disliked, looking and acting like so many real life villains, no matter whether a 17 year old kid who recently abducted and raped a young ten year old girl in Colorado, and then killed and dismembered her. These men do the same to these young women who are unable to defend themselves. There is literally no difference between the ugliness of one from the other. Both are horrendous acts against women and girls.
A young girl from the Ukraine is the center of the plot along with her friend who unwisely encourged her to leave home to join this group of sorry young girls. The girl makes a fatal mistake so like our ten year old in Colorado, she suffers both physical and mental abuse before she is finally killed.
It is a sad and sick story which is a real sick and dangerous problem to women everywhere. After I saw it, I was reminded of the many young Mexican girls who are forced to be prostitutes in huts at the border towns where even Texas congressmen have admitted to frequenting as some kind of ritual. I have even participated in observing those activities myself when I first came to Arizona years ago and only in my early 20's. I wondered at men who like to use young girls and pay for them as many in the great Southwest do.
These stories are right under our nose. It is wrong if we do not try to understand and help when needed.
This movie outraged me, since the drama is well plotted, well manipulated and controlled to make you suffer with anger at the plight of young girls who go out into the world to survive on their own, to be used and threatened and tortured by men from all parts of the world. It made me ashamed of the United Nations and the United States government.
The end of the movie is the most disturbing. The heroine of the story suffers due to her interference, her dedication to her job as a good police woman, and finally loses in the end because she has done the impardonable, the good deed. She is a whistleblower treading on men's habits and activity so that she is soon out of a job and a future for herself. The men in the story are despicable and easily disliked, looking and acting like so many real life villains, no matter whether a 17 year old kid who recently abducted and raped a young ten year old girl in Colorado, and then killed and dismembered her. These men do the same to these young women who are unable to defend themselves. There is literally no difference between the ugliness of one from the other. Both are horrendous acts against women and girls.
A young girl from the Ukraine is the center of the plot along with her friend who unwisely encourged her to leave home to join this group of sorry young girls. The girl makes a fatal mistake so like our ten year old in Colorado, she suffers both physical and mental abuse before she is finally killed.
It is a sad and sick story which is a real sick and dangerous problem to women everywhere. After I saw it, I was reminded of the many young Mexican girls who are forced to be prostitutes in huts at the border towns where even Texas congressmen have admitted to frequenting as some kind of ritual. I have even participated in observing those activities myself when I first came to Arizona years ago and only in my early 20's. I wondered at men who like to use young girls and pay for them as many in the great Southwest do.
These stories are right under our nose. It is wrong if we do not try to understand and help when needed.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
I have a new smart phone
This week I called Sprint to ask about HSN's Galaxy 3 since it is sold on flex pay and because I explained that to the customer service lady, she was kind enough to tell me that I could save $100 if I went to Best Buy who had a special on the phone with Sprint. This works out for me so that I called two Best Buy stores to be certain that the phone was available and that it was really a savings for me.
I went down, met a salesguy name of Rocky, who then was very helpful and got me set up with my new smart phone for the going price of $118 total after taxes etc. Later, I learn from Sprint customer service who so generously devoted her time to helping me get the phone working properly that the monthly fee will be a bit higher than what I am paying now, but still good. The only drawback in this is that here in my locale the 3g is all that is available so far. But I can go to Chandler to see how the 4G works since it is being installed there so says some salesman at the Tempe Marketplace store.
Then I go down to Sprint Service store following day because contacts are all messed up as are a few other things, but I only reported two which he was able to fix...Nice technician who gave me the real lowdown on the phone and the service at the store. It turns out that Sprint does not really have to help if you don't buy the phone from them for the first 30 days but they were generously nice and fixed it all up for me.
I am just becoming acquainted with the phone. I had had an android before, an HTC, which I actually liked until the end of the contract for then it went cahooey bellyup too in many ways but it did continue to work and function but was giving me lots of trouble at times which annoyed the daylights right out of me.
The new HTC has the beat sound system which I did get to hear finally and I loved it...But I am sure it was the headphones who made the sound so really crisp and defined. I could hear every sound vibrate as it should. That almost sold me on the phone again. I know that there is a computer by HP that uses that Beat sound also. I may buy it when I get the chance if I can find it. It impressed me when I read about it.
However, I am going for cheap, cheap in the world of computers now. I just received word from Norton that is confusing the heck out of me on my notebook. I have not been using the notebook thinking that the Norton was not effective...Turns out something is up and I will have to find out what since I just learned about my renewal time which is soon...so I am ticked about that too.
I get so outraged by computers but I have learned one thing about all of them...Nobody ever helps one another much which always annoys me. I wonder if it is because they just don't know, are stupid, or just don't have a cooperative spirit. People who share problems help one another and I appreciate those who do so I always listen. The sales lady told me that the HP is a good one. But with no explanation as to why. I like to know what does it do that another does not do.
I want a computer to write my novel. I don't use computers for games, or for business dealings, stocks, bonds, or shares, but purely for social reasons and for the purpose of my business which is to finish what I have started. I can probably write some of it on my smartphone but I won't try...and I did digress a lot I see.
Back to the smart phone. It is so cool. I can talk into it to write comments, status, and probably even a note or a book...However, you have to enunciate well and get close to the mike...but I am practicing and learning...it is so darn fun. Then the camera shocked me no end today. It has so many functions I could not believe it. A smile function that is suppose to take photos when the person smiles...it did not work right at all...but I tried.
I will go to the library tomorrow to read all about it. I must close now. I have been online enough now.
I went down, met a salesguy name of Rocky, who then was very helpful and got me set up with my new smart phone for the going price of $118 total after taxes etc. Later, I learn from Sprint customer service who so generously devoted her time to helping me get the phone working properly that the monthly fee will be a bit higher than what I am paying now, but still good. The only drawback in this is that here in my locale the 3g is all that is available so far. But I can go to Chandler to see how the 4G works since it is being installed there so says some salesman at the Tempe Marketplace store.
Then I go down to Sprint Service store following day because contacts are all messed up as are a few other things, but I only reported two which he was able to fix...Nice technician who gave me the real lowdown on the phone and the service at the store. It turns out that Sprint does not really have to help if you don't buy the phone from them for the first 30 days but they were generously nice and fixed it all up for me.
I am just becoming acquainted with the phone. I had had an android before, an HTC, which I actually liked until the end of the contract for then it went cahooey bellyup too in many ways but it did continue to work and function but was giving me lots of trouble at times which annoyed the daylights right out of me.
The new HTC has the beat sound system which I did get to hear finally and I loved it...But I am sure it was the headphones who made the sound so really crisp and defined. I could hear every sound vibrate as it should. That almost sold me on the phone again. I know that there is a computer by HP that uses that Beat sound also. I may buy it when I get the chance if I can find it. It impressed me when I read about it.
However, I am going for cheap, cheap in the world of computers now. I just received word from Norton that is confusing the heck out of me on my notebook. I have not been using the notebook thinking that the Norton was not effective...Turns out something is up and I will have to find out what since I just learned about my renewal time which is soon...so I am ticked about that too.
I get so outraged by computers but I have learned one thing about all of them...Nobody ever helps one another much which always annoys me. I wonder if it is because they just don't know, are stupid, or just don't have a cooperative spirit. People who share problems help one another and I appreciate those who do so I always listen. The sales lady told me that the HP is a good one. But with no explanation as to why. I like to know what does it do that another does not do.
I want a computer to write my novel. I don't use computers for games, or for business dealings, stocks, bonds, or shares, but purely for social reasons and for the purpose of my business which is to finish what I have started. I can probably write some of it on my smartphone but I won't try...and I did digress a lot I see.
Back to the smart phone. It is so cool. I can talk into it to write comments, status, and probably even a note or a book...However, you have to enunciate well and get close to the mike...but I am practicing and learning...it is so darn fun. Then the camera shocked me no end today. It has so many functions I could not believe it. A smile function that is suppose to take photos when the person smiles...it did not work right at all...but I tried.
I will go to the library tomorrow to read all about it. I must close now. I have been online enough now.
The Election is Over! Obama spends another four years in White House.
Once upon a time I really cared about politics enough to actually campaign. As years go by, and we learn more about the people who are the elected leaders of this land, the more cynical and pessimistic we become. We learn that they are human beings consumed with grandiose ideas of grandeur associated with power. Does power corrupt? Most certainly, there are none who do not become somewhat tainted by the glory and the fame that accompany modern day politics. The elected love to talk on national television, to be admired, cozied up to, and to actually begin to believe that perhaps they are a slight bit more important than the ordinary man who elected them to the office in which they are serving. In other words, few can ever be the same person that they had been before occupying whichever seat in government they hold. The position of elected servant does that to them...Gives them the big head, makes them seem self important, privileged, and after a time, repugnant to the simple folk who elected them.
Obama's appeal to most of the electorate was his background, his birthright debated right and left, his poor boy whose rise to success imitates other Hollywood conjured stories so that many people condescend by feeling sorry for him, pitying him, and thus, electing him. What a travesty!
The truth about Barack Obama is little known, but believe it or not, there will soon emerge so many books about him, his father,a Kenyan Muslim, his mother, a poor white woman, and then his classy wife so carefully chosen for him by Reverend Wright, that it won't be funny. His life will be dissected to the point that it will be finer than ground flour at a flour mill. That is the spoils of success in politics. Soon you are studied like any other bug under a microscope.
In Ed Klein's book The Amateur, a term that Bill Clinton called him when urging his wife Hillary to challenge him in the Democratic primary, Barack Obama is exposed as a totally different character than his fiery speech giving oratory makes him appear. He seems to be hiding behind women's skirts since the women surround him keeping him in a prison of their making. The book is fascinating to learn that Barack Obama did not curry favor with his old friends who were responsble for getting him into his position but instead he cut loose from them, letting them know that they were liabilities and not assets.
He soon made new conquests and appears to have created an entire new personna. What the second term will expose in him as he meets the opportunities, challenges, and problems there is more than we can know but believe it or not, people will be dogging his every step.
Is he a mole? Is he really selling the country out? Is he morally decadent? Everyone who studied him and knew him from his legislation in Illinois knew his positions on abortion since he spoke up so often on that cause.
If in fact, he did use Chris Stephens as a means to help al qaeda, the truth must come out. He is being charged with the murder of four men in Libya whom he could have assisted but he did not give an order to help. He stood by and watched is the charge.
I wonder if this will escalate or die out. It is a flame in the burner...will the far right win this or will Obama? Stay tuned. The presidency is the national soap opera.
Obama's appeal to most of the electorate was his background, his birthright debated right and left, his poor boy whose rise to success imitates other Hollywood conjured stories so that many people condescend by feeling sorry for him, pitying him, and thus, electing him. What a travesty!
The truth about Barack Obama is little known, but believe it or not, there will soon emerge so many books about him, his father,a Kenyan Muslim, his mother, a poor white woman, and then his classy wife so carefully chosen for him by Reverend Wright, that it won't be funny. His life will be dissected to the point that it will be finer than ground flour at a flour mill. That is the spoils of success in politics. Soon you are studied like any other bug under a microscope.
In Ed Klein's book The Amateur, a term that Bill Clinton called him when urging his wife Hillary to challenge him in the Democratic primary, Barack Obama is exposed as a totally different character than his fiery speech giving oratory makes him appear. He seems to be hiding behind women's skirts since the women surround him keeping him in a prison of their making. The book is fascinating to learn that Barack Obama did not curry favor with his old friends who were responsble for getting him into his position but instead he cut loose from them, letting them know that they were liabilities and not assets.
He soon made new conquests and appears to have created an entire new personna. What the second term will expose in him as he meets the opportunities, challenges, and problems there is more than we can know but believe it or not, people will be dogging his every step.
Is he a mole? Is he really selling the country out? Is he morally decadent? Everyone who studied him and knew him from his legislation in Illinois knew his positions on abortion since he spoke up so often on that cause.
If in fact, he did use Chris Stephens as a means to help al qaeda, the truth must come out. He is being charged with the murder of four men in Libya whom he could have assisted but he did not give an order to help. He stood by and watched is the charge.
I wonder if this will escalate or die out. It is a flame in the burner...will the far right win this or will Obama? Stay tuned. The presidency is the national soap opera.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Life Changes
I have spent a good many years studying racing. I love horses and did write a few words as to why last evening only because I was in a mood to say I told you so. But I since have changed my mind about publishing that in a public forum. I have learned that words get distorted, misunderstood, and can be very dangerous if misinterpreted.
My relationship with animals is pretty certain. I find that they can draw me into their lives with relatively little difficulty. Animals have their own means of communication when one takes the time to pay attention to them, and I halfway imagine that that is all that they want...lots of attention and loving care.
My cats have taught me that they are just as loving, affectionate, and demonstrative as dogs. I think that cats are given a different attitude by owners since they are so clean, and so independent in taking care of themselves. Dogs do not have litter boxes. Nor do they sit around and groom themselves in the same way that cats do. I wonder if the other members of the cat family do that, or if it is limited to only domesticated cats.
I depend upon my cat a lot, especially to wake me up in the morning. Without fail, he is poking me, licking my face, and making me get up so that I can put out his morning feed. For a small cat, probably really regular sized, he is a very strong and powerful male cat. He is quick, way too fast for me to try to catch, so I do not allow him outdoors without a harness and a leash. Without the leash, I could never keep up with him when he takes to running. Since I have not neutered him, I will not let go out without the leash. If a cat were in heat, he would be on her in a second. Thank Heaven no female cats run loose around here.
I have not neutered him since I believe it is the cause of Alexander's early demise. I read some articles that try to explain that neutering is not the cause, but why the argument if so many cats who had been neutered had not died too soon after. I still believe that for some reason, and I have no idea why that that is the cause of Alexander's disease that eventually killed him.
It is a beautiful afternoon now. I will spend the day getting a few necessities done.
My relationship with animals is pretty certain. I find that they can draw me into their lives with relatively little difficulty. Animals have their own means of communication when one takes the time to pay attention to them, and I halfway imagine that that is all that they want...lots of attention and loving care.
My cats have taught me that they are just as loving, affectionate, and demonstrative as dogs. I think that cats are given a different attitude by owners since they are so clean, and so independent in taking care of themselves. Dogs do not have litter boxes. Nor do they sit around and groom themselves in the same way that cats do. I wonder if the other members of the cat family do that, or if it is limited to only domesticated cats.
I depend upon my cat a lot, especially to wake me up in the morning. Without fail, he is poking me, licking my face, and making me get up so that I can put out his morning feed. For a small cat, probably really regular sized, he is a very strong and powerful male cat. He is quick, way too fast for me to try to catch, so I do not allow him outdoors without a harness and a leash. Without the leash, I could never keep up with him when he takes to running. Since I have not neutered him, I will not let go out without the leash. If a cat were in heat, he would be on her in a second. Thank Heaven no female cats run loose around here.
I have not neutered him since I believe it is the cause of Alexander's early demise. I read some articles that try to explain that neutering is not the cause, but why the argument if so many cats who had been neutered had not died too soon after. I still believe that for some reason, and I have no idea why that that is the cause of Alexander's disease that eventually killed him.
It is a beautiful afternoon now. I will spend the day getting a few necessities done.
After a Night's Sleep
I was berating myself yesterday on my poor ability to play the horses yesterday and am always angry at some gamblers who don't know how to be good winners that I said too much on my blog so am deleting all of it this morning.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
A Dangerous Method
A Dangerous Method is a movie about Carl Gustav Jung, his relationship to a young patient, and his longterm friendship with renowned Sigmund Freud. This is a beautiful film which has a wonderfully written script, great direction, and superb acting by each of the three main characters as well as a supporting character who plays Carl's beautiful but rich wife.
It opens in Zurich, Switzerland, and then occasionally travels to Vienna, Austria where Sigmund Freud practices his medicine. The story is based upon Carl's relationship and friendship to Freud, who he sees as a father figure. There are scenes in this which like the previous movie that I just discussed make me believe that the writers and producers are pointing a finger at me. I am totally convinced of that in both through choice lines and scenes. I got the message loud and clear in both.
(Naturally, the world evolves around me, at least the entertainment world appears to at times. I now wonder why? hahahahaha)
At least I can laugh at myself as I watch actors do as a former student of mine once told me," it is all psychodrama."
So in this film which is beautifully made, well acted, and full of great respect for its audience, I can safely say I caught the line and loved it, knowing very well that it is an echo of my own line...If it worked in Network so well, I guess it can in A Dangerous Method. So be it.
The movie exposed a lot to me. I was half in love with my psychology prof at Kent State too, and as most young girls do, had silly fantasies and dreams until I had one too many classes with him. I then realized how silly and foolish I had been and got over it quickly, but in this film, the patient and the doctor both listen well to their hearts and get involved despite all the professionalism each knows is required for their profession. The friendship which they enjoyed is the cause of the conflict between Freud and Jung, despite other obvious differences in attitudes about launching outward in the field of psychiatry. Freud in this film is a bit of a realist but also is more easily threatened than the adventurous Jung. Very intriguing presentation of the way psychiatry was practiced in the early 1900's. Has any progress been made since?
Most patients fall in love with their doctors. Truly, it is astounding to learn that Jung and his patient whose needs are teriffic did enjoy an affair which cost him the friendship of Sigmund Freud. The movie does not end happily ever after, but it does solve some problems for those who may need some counseling regarding their own pentup suppressions and repressions. In the end, the patient marries and has children of her own, but unfortunately was killed in World War II. Freud died in 1939, and Jung died in 1961. Jung did have another mistress after his first affair as well as his wife. He suffered a nervous breakdown during WWI but came back to advance his career to make breakthroughs that brought him to the forefront in his profession. The movie emphasized the fact that most members of the psychiatry family were Jewish. The patient is Jewish, and that is why she lost her life at the hand of the Nazis. She had been widowed with two children but was apparently shot.
There is some discussion of Aryan race in this film as there was in I Served The English King. It does help to explain why it was that the Jews as a separate race were fixated upon by Adolph Hitler. I, for one, cannot yet understand why it is that a group of religious followers like the Jews could have ever been a threat to the Aryan race since Jews are notoriously famous for being family oriented and exclusive to themselves as well. It is important to understand that these two movies do not hesitate to dwell upon the Jews.
What that has to do with me? I have had lifelong work relationships with Jews as like the "shrimp" in the Czech movie I worked in a Jewish country club which was designed only for millionaires. I had an empathy with him for his work as a waiter as I had been a server who had served Forest Tucker, a movie actor, at that club. I think that may have prompted this A Dog Called Bimbo type movie.
I worked with Jewish women at the May Company in the Miracle Mile in Los Angeles one Christmas season. That was where I ran into a star of the t.v. show Hazel, Don DeFore.
I had many Jewish professors and teachers in many different schools and classrooms. Frankly, I do not know why anyone would ever victimize a group of people who keep to themselves. So it remains a mystery what prompted Adolph Hitler who was bringing the German people out of destitute living and depression to a full economy. I guess nobody will ever know. Frankly, I do think that Hitler was a great artist, but his desire to attain his goal was thrwarted so that some think that may have been the reason for his choice of victims.
Did I identify with the waiter in I Served the English King? Yes, of course since his name is Jan.HIs last name means child. He often gets by with things as if he had been a child. I once upon a time had to shop in children's clothing to get clothes to fit me. I wore a raincoat that was clearly made for a child. So I got the picture immediately...he looks a cross between Ellen DeGeneres and David Spade to me, but I saw through the entire film...It is a fantasy and made me laugh.
The Freudian thing made me think of a time when I was called Young.
I did not identify with anyone in the movie until she gave him her answer for why she could enter the film of psychiatry since I have always maintained that about psychiatrists as I do school teachers also.
You have to be crazy...(insane)! Then I laughed, and remembered that a bath is a form of torture, and they used bathtubs enough times to see the torture!
It is a good movie...Following me everywhere does at least produce decent films on very rare occasions...thanks this time for making me feel proud!
It opens in Zurich, Switzerland, and then occasionally travels to Vienna, Austria where Sigmund Freud practices his medicine. The story is based upon Carl's relationship and friendship to Freud, who he sees as a father figure. There are scenes in this which like the previous movie that I just discussed make me believe that the writers and producers are pointing a finger at me. I am totally convinced of that in both through choice lines and scenes. I got the message loud and clear in both.
(Naturally, the world evolves around me, at least the entertainment world appears to at times. I now wonder why? hahahahaha)
At least I can laugh at myself as I watch actors do as a former student of mine once told me," it is all psychodrama."
So in this film which is beautifully made, well acted, and full of great respect for its audience, I can safely say I caught the line and loved it, knowing very well that it is an echo of my own line...If it worked in Network so well, I guess it can in A Dangerous Method. So be it.
The movie exposed a lot to me. I was half in love with my psychology prof at Kent State too, and as most young girls do, had silly fantasies and dreams until I had one too many classes with him. I then realized how silly and foolish I had been and got over it quickly, but in this film, the patient and the doctor both listen well to their hearts and get involved despite all the professionalism each knows is required for their profession. The friendship which they enjoyed is the cause of the conflict between Freud and Jung, despite other obvious differences in attitudes about launching outward in the field of psychiatry. Freud in this film is a bit of a realist but also is more easily threatened than the adventurous Jung. Very intriguing presentation of the way psychiatry was practiced in the early 1900's. Has any progress been made since?
Most patients fall in love with their doctors. Truly, it is astounding to learn that Jung and his patient whose needs are teriffic did enjoy an affair which cost him the friendship of Sigmund Freud. The movie does not end happily ever after, but it does solve some problems for those who may need some counseling regarding their own pentup suppressions and repressions. In the end, the patient marries and has children of her own, but unfortunately was killed in World War II. Freud died in 1939, and Jung died in 1961. Jung did have another mistress after his first affair as well as his wife. He suffered a nervous breakdown during WWI but came back to advance his career to make breakthroughs that brought him to the forefront in his profession. The movie emphasized the fact that most members of the psychiatry family were Jewish. The patient is Jewish, and that is why she lost her life at the hand of the Nazis. She had been widowed with two children but was apparently shot.
There is some discussion of Aryan race in this film as there was in I Served The English King. It does help to explain why it was that the Jews as a separate race were fixated upon by Adolph Hitler. I, for one, cannot yet understand why it is that a group of religious followers like the Jews could have ever been a threat to the Aryan race since Jews are notoriously famous for being family oriented and exclusive to themselves as well. It is important to understand that these two movies do not hesitate to dwell upon the Jews.
What that has to do with me? I have had lifelong work relationships with Jews as like the "shrimp" in the Czech movie I worked in a Jewish country club which was designed only for millionaires. I had an empathy with him for his work as a waiter as I had been a server who had served Forest Tucker, a movie actor, at that club. I think that may have prompted this A Dog Called Bimbo type movie.
I worked with Jewish women at the May Company in the Miracle Mile in Los Angeles one Christmas season. That was where I ran into a star of the t.v. show Hazel, Don DeFore.
I had many Jewish professors and teachers in many different schools and classrooms. Frankly, I do not know why anyone would ever victimize a group of people who keep to themselves. So it remains a mystery what prompted Adolph Hitler who was bringing the German people out of destitute living and depression to a full economy. I guess nobody will ever know. Frankly, I do think that Hitler was a great artist, but his desire to attain his goal was thrwarted so that some think that may have been the reason for his choice of victims.
Did I identify with the waiter in I Served the English King? Yes, of course since his name is Jan.HIs last name means child. He often gets by with things as if he had been a child. I once upon a time had to shop in children's clothing to get clothes to fit me. I wore a raincoat that was clearly made for a child. So I got the picture immediately...he looks a cross between Ellen DeGeneres and David Spade to me, but I saw through the entire film...It is a fantasy and made me laugh.
The Freudian thing made me think of a time when I was called Young.
I did not identify with anyone in the movie until she gave him her answer for why she could enter the film of psychiatry since I have always maintained that about psychiatrists as I do school teachers also.
You have to be crazy...(insane)! Then I laughed, and remembered that a bath is a form of torture, and they used bathtubs enough times to see the torture!
It is a good movie...Following me everywhere does at least produce decent films on very rare occasions...thanks this time for making me feel proud!
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