One year older

Today I reached a plateau -- the big six o. If only it truly was a plateau. I don't really feel any different than I did yesterday. I keep hearing "My Generation" by The Who in my head today. "Wanna die before I get old". It's really not as bad as that. I'm older but wiser, and slower but more thoughtful. There are trade offs, and there always will be.

Avatar is a must see

I didn't cry through much of the movie like my wife did. She is very sensitive to the plight of any of God's creatures. I, on the other hand, felt the anger welling up inside me. And in the first 30 minutes of the film, one thought kept creeping in, "bury my heart at wounded knee". From the middle of the film onward, it was one long 'trail of tears' for the Navi. The saving grace was it has a 'happy' ending', or at least I perceived that way. The indigent tribes weren't wiped from the face of Pandora by the military might of a maniacal corporation bent on greed -- manifest destiny on steroids. The 'good guys' actually persevered. As far as happy endings go, perhaps the human race on planet Earth will have one too. We saw what it takes. We just have to do what the Navi did -- stand up for ourselves. I believe I appreciated that ending because I'm a citizen of Woodstock Nation and proud of it. I sincerely hope there are more like me out there. The world needs us; especially now.