Monthly Archives: January 2015

Paris is not a good photo-op – sorry

January 12, 2015

By Bob Cox

Some opinions, comments and links relating to what is happening in this great nation and, in particular, in Western Colorado.

 

 

I will openly admit that I have one heck of an imagination. I tend to see a story behind almost every statement and behind every action, regardless who else is involved. When I see something as simple as someone sitting on a porch, I start to imagine why that person chose to sit on the porch at that very moment. I know there is probably a story there.

So, Sunday when I, along with the rest of the world, was reminded U.S. leaders chose not to be represented when most of the renowned world leaders showed up in Paris for a march in solidarity of France after a horrific radical Islamic terrorist attack, I started to imagine several scenarios that must have taken place over the past seven years in the White House. Here is how I imagine things may have happened:

Scene: Somewhere behind the scenes of the Obama Presidential Campaign. July 2008.

Advisor: Senator Obama, it is going to happen! You are going to be the Democrat nominee for President. We must make this thing big. It must be the biggest thing since the Crucifixion.

Obama: Well, we cannot do it on Calvary, let’s do it in Rome, or maybe we could re-create Rome in Denver. Build me a temple! Get ahold of Stevie Wonder and Sheryl Crow, but make sure they are not the headliners. I must be the focus of the event. The speech I just gave in front of the Victory Column in Berlin was great! Build me some columns. Build me a temple!

Scene: Oval Office of the Whitehouse, March 20, 2010.

Advisor: Mr. President, the day after tomorrow you will need to address the press and members of congress about your signing of the Affordable Health Care Act. I propose we do it at the end of the hall, so that you and Vice President Biden can stage an entry that is appropriate to the occasion.

Obama: Good idea, but make sure there are enough loud voices in the audience to make me look good. I want it to sound like a campaign rally, not just another speech. Get a few people to holler in the background. And try to discourage the Vice President from saying too much. Oh, and stop referring to this as the Affordable Health Care Act. It is Obama Care, and I want the nation to repeat that title at every opportunity.

Scene: The White House with several presidential advisors present sometime late in 2012.

Obama: I have brought you together because you need to do a better job of staging my speeches. From now on, I want people standing behind me. Get that Monica gal… (laughter erupts from the back of the room) No, not that one. I want the one we talked about that has benefited from Obama Care. Make sure she is standing behind me on December 3, when I give my speech on Obama Care.

Advisor: But sir, who else do you want there?

 

Obama: Anyone that can wear campaign-style buttons and crossed purple ribbons. Get someone that looks academic and someone who has a loving smile. Let’s don’t put the white coats in the scene this time. We caught a little flak about that last time.

Scene: January 8, 2015 at the White House.

Advisor: We have been advised that a number of world leaders are going to meet in Paris to march together in protest of radical Islamic terrorism. We should probably be represented.

Obama: Will they all agree to stand behind me?

Advisor: I doubt that sir. They all want to link arms and lead the march.

Obama: I really have other things to do. There are a couple of NFL games I want to watch and I have that thing coming up here with the Spurs. After all, they are the NBA champions. See to it that we have all the photographers here and get me a jersey to hold up. Besides, all those other people want to blame the Muslims, and I cannot, in good faith, do that. Send Jane Hartley. Maybe she can make a few contacts. She doesn’t know a lot of people in those circles yet.

And I could go on, but I promised to hold the best for an Off-Broadway production in which I can add a song or two. Have a good day.

Remember, I only send out these missives to those who have asked for them. I do not share your email addresses with anyone and I use the Reagan email precisely because they don’t share or sell the addresses either. If you are getting this because someone forwarded it to you and you don’t want it, tell him or her not to forward any more. On the other hand, if you received a copy and would like to see more of my ranting, simply drop me a line at coxnotes@Reagan.com I will put you on my exclusive, but growing list.

Bob

© Robert R. Cox 2014

Listen to What the Children Say

January 5, 2015

By Bob Cox

Some opinions, comments and links relating to what is happening in this great nation and, in particular, in Western Colorado.

 

About the time I was preparing to graduate from high school Henson Cargill came out with a hit single entitled Skip a Rope. The song had some deep meaning and was especially poignant for many of us who were coming of age in a time of war, racial tensions and government mistrust. Sounds an awful lot like today’s world, but why?

Cargill’s song, which was written by Glenn D. Tubbs and Jack Moran, offered the advice “Listen to the children and what they say…” The admonition is as good today as it was in 1967. What we say and what we do has a direct affect on what our children, and therefore their children, say and do.

I have friends who routinely use what once was considered absolutely vulgar words during their conversations in a public forum, and I must confess that I allow one or two of those words to slip now and then, but never in the presence of ladies or children. That was part of my upbringing.

I do not find it surprising when I hear teen aged girls using four letter words that were once used only by men in the presence of other men. Just listen to what the children say and trace it back one generation. The answer to the problem may be right there.

Racial slurs are also still used by people who seem to think it is okay, both to use the slur in the first place and also to do so in a public forum, regardless of who is there to hear their narrow-minded utterances. Sadly, they are often answered with chuckles that can only reinforce the slurs; and the children listen and repeat what they hear. Just listen to the children.

Some time back I received a letter from a couple who were subjected to some loud, boisterous and profane language in a setting in which the behavior was once not only discouraged, but also specifically prohibited. According to their account, there were both young people and ladies present at the time, but the males engaged in the activity seemed oblivious to anything except their jovial attitude. I thought one paragraph, in which the writer was referring to some advice he once received from a mentor, was extremely well worded:

…profane words are fillers equivalent to useless trash. He also said that if a person uses profanity numerous times when talking to you, say 20 percent of the time, you are only getting 80 percent of the real content. Furthermore, with the extensive volume of words in language and the realization that we have an opportunity to utilize them instead of using fillers, it may lead one to assume that it’s a lack of knowledge of the words available for alternatives.

There is little doubt that the perpetrators of this escapade alienated a nice couple from further patronage. “…ain’t it kind of funny what the children say…”

Maybe we should all revisit those words sung my Cargill and many others after him. Maybe we should really listen to what the children say and why they say it. Maybe, just maybe, it is not the children’s fault. And, maybe just maybe, we could stop a lot of the problem by just cleaning up our own act and letting our children hear and see us doing just that.

Remember, I only send out these missives to those who have asked for them. I do not share your email addresses with anyone and I use the Reagan email precisely because they don’t share or sell the addresses either. If you are getting this because someone forwarded it to you and you don’t want it, tell him or her not to forward any more. On the other hand, if you received a copy and would like to see more of my ranting, simply drop me a line at coxnotes@Reagan.com I will put you on my exclusive, but growing list.

Bob

© Robert R. Cox 2014