10.6.2020 – if prophet told you

if prophet told you
do some great thing, you would have –
how much rather then

It is often little things.

When Doctors like Walter Reed and William Gorgas entered the fight against yellow fever they had a tough time convincing others that the enemy was the mosquito and pools of standing water where mosquitos could lay eggs.

Dr. Reed walked into one yellow fever ward in a hospital in Cuba and was stunned to find the screen less windows open to let in the fresh healing air along with mosquitos.

Dr. Reed also saw that each of the four legs of each hospital bed was standing in a small bowl of water to keep ants from climbing up into the beds.

It is often little things.

I remember an essay on world health where the author, PJ O’Rouke or Bill Bryson, I can’t remember which, interviewed an official with the World Health Organization and asked what might make the biggest impact on world health in general and what would it cost?

The official open a desk drawer and took out some small packets, the size of the extra seasoning packets at Papa John’s Pizza and tossed them over.

The salts in those packets kill the bacteria that caused chronic diarrhea and cholera.

The official told the author that for pennies, these packets could be shipped around the world to places where the water supplies were bad and chronic diarrhea could be stopped.

But, said the official, name a celebrity that will wear a ‘brown ribbon’ to stop global diarrhea.*

It is often little things.

In the Bible, in the book of 2 Kings, (2nd Kings, BTW, not TWO KINGS), Chapter 5, a man named Naaman, a commander of the army of Syria, comes down with leprosy

Desperate for a cure Naaman is ready to try anything.

In Naaman’s household was a slave girl, captured from Israel, who told Naaman’s wife that back home was a prophet of God who could help.

Naaman sent off letters and was directed to the prophet Elisha.

As a quick aside Elisha was a student of the prophet Elijah.

Elijah and Elisha.

Elisha is spelled with the letter S.

Elisha was second.

Naaman goes off to see the great prophet.

Naaman is met by a servant sent by a Elisha with a message.

The message is, Go, wash yourself seven times in the Jordan, and your flesh will be restored and you will be cleansed.

Naaman just blows up and loses it.

This is the great advice from the great prophet from the great God of Israel?

Take a bath?

Take a bath 7 times?

Take a bath 7 times and he will be cured?

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Sure.

The Bible records that Naaman “turned and went off in a rage.”

But another more thoughtful servant (how many times in literature are folks rescued by a ‘more thoughtful’ servant) ran after Naaman and said, “My father, if the prophet had told you to do some great thing, would you not have done it? How much more, then, when he tells you, ‘Wash and be cleansed’!”

And what happens?

I am happy to tell you Mr. Naaman went and bathed in that river.

Mr. Naaman went and bathed in the river not once, but seven times.

And the Bible says, ” his flesh was restored and became clean like that of a young boy.”

It is often little things.

Not some GREAT THING, but the little things.

In another book in my mind the feller asks God to be forgiven.

To be forgiven, not for his sin.

To be forgiven for his lack of faith.

It is often little things.

*According to the CDC Website:

Diarrhea kills 2,195 children every day—more than AIDS, malaria, and measles combined.

Diarrheal diseases account for 1 in 9 child deaths worldwide, making diarrhea the second leading cause of death among children under the age of 5. For children with HIV, diarrhea is even more deadly; the death rate for these children is 11 times higher than the rate for children without HIV 2. Despite these sobering statistics, strides made over the last 20 years have shown that, in addition to rotavirus vaccination and breastfeeding, diarrhea prevention focused on safe water and improved hygiene and sanitation is not only possible, but cost effective: every $1 invested yields an average return of $25.50 

9.18.2020 – not like in the states

not like in the states
the athletic rivalry …
here its academics

Forever and ago I was in the wonderful city of Toronto for a weekend.

My friend Scott and I went up for the bookstores and the ambience of being in a big city that you could walk downtown at 1AM and the biggest problem was that Canada closed around 6.

If you can remember the Toronto of the ’80s and ’90s you have to remember the WORLD BIGGEST BOOKSTORE which I think was 4 or 5 floors and each floor the size of a football field.

FI-BIGGEST For story on the World’s Biggest Bookstore at 20 Edward st. which may be closing next year when lease expires June 20, 2012 DAVID COOPER/TORONTO STAR

I thought this was where I would go when I died.

And so many of the books were from European Publishers I had never heard of.

I was told that due to tariffs, it was cheaper to ship books from Britain that to order them from the United States.

We also went to the fabulous Ontario Science Center.

Pre WORLD WIDE WEB technology but who knew.

You could test the stress on a bridge beam.

You could land a moon lander.

And you could use an Electron Microscope.

Scott and I stayed in that exhibit for quite a while.

It might have had something to do with the electron miscroscope.

It also might have had something to do with the very cute young lady who was running the exhibet.

We engaged her in engaging conversation.

Mostly us making derogatory comments about the other to the young lady.

But she found us engaging – maybe even enduring – and she endured our comments and we talked for some time.

She told us she was from Toronto.

She told us she went to the University of Toronto.

She told us that had created ‘quite the little scandel’ in her family as her family all went to York University.

She had a sister right now enrolled at York she said.

It was ‘quite the rivalry’ you know she said.

Then she stopped.

Then she said its not like the in the states.

You know with your athletic rivalries.

Here its a rivalry based on academics.

Scott and I both assured her that as Michigan Grads, we knew just what she meant when talking about academics over athletics.

Oh yes, we knew.

We knew all about that.

But she went.

You in the states, your atheltics.

I just don’t know.

I mean there was a band here just recently for a concert at UT.

She smiled and shook her head, ‘They told us that over 100,000 people go to their football games.”

Oh yes, we knew.

We knew all about that.

Yep, lined us right up with the wrong side of the argument.

And to prove the point how thick we were, when she asked if we had had lunch, we blurted out that we had just eaten.

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP.

Sometimes you hit a road not taken and its so dark you never even knew it.

But here I am in Georgia.

I wear I mask.

And now if anyone, ANYONE dares ask me why, I can say, “I suffer from HARBAUGH … and it might be catching.”

9.16.2020 – no peace, no quietness

no peace, no quietness
feel no rest only turmoil
odi et amo

Combining two great texts for one Haiku.

The first two lines are from the Book of Job when Job speaks to his three companions and says,

“I have no peace, no quietness;
    I have no rest, but only turmoil.” (Chap 3: 26)

This is after all of his family his health and his worldly wealth has been taken away.

The last line is in latin.

Does it break the rule of the Haiku if I use short latin words that take a lot of english words to get their meaning across?

Does it matter?

Do I care?

That is one the best parts of having my blog is that it is my rules so I say its okay.

Odi et amo.

I hate and I love.

From the poet Gaius Valerius Catullus who wrote:

“Odi et amo. Quare id faciam fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior”

By one translation:

I hate and I love.

Why I do this, perhaps you ask.

I know not, but I feel it happening and I am tortured.

One online discussion called a declaration of conflicting feelings.

No kidding.

It is a rainy day here in North Georgia.

Hurricane Sally is starting to creep into the area and it is supposed to rain for days.

The extended turmoil, such a perfect word, for the pandemic goes on with no end in sight.

The election now just weeks away but no real resolution in sight.

I never seem to leave this apartment.

I feel no rest.

Friends and family, like Job’s companions, are there to comfort and create angst.

Odi and amo.

sed fieri sentio et excrucior!

I feel it happening and I am tortured.

9.7.2020 – eternal whispers

eternal whispers
glooms, the birth, life, death, unseen
of flowers, thoughts, dreams

Adapted from the lines:

O THOU, whose mighty palace roof doth hang
From jagged trunks, and overshadoweth
Eternal whispers, glooms, the birth, life, death
Of unseen flowers in heavy peacefulness;

From the poem, Endymion, (Book I), by John Keats (1795-1821).

A famous poem in its time and beyond that time but today may be most identifiable by the poem’s first line, A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.

That is the line quoted by Willie Wonka or, Gene Wilder any way, when Mr. Wonka leads the troop of tourists up to the WonkaMobile.

I am also told that Julie Andrews, in the role of Mary Poppins, quotes the line after pulling a live potted plant out of her bag.

Endymion is the brain sick shepherd prince who ventures into the underworld in search of his love.

Today Endymion would not need to venture into the underworld to find the place where:

Eternal whispers, glooms, the birth, life, death
Of unseen flowers in heavy peacefulness;

Endymion would find that any where and every where he might travel in and over the world today.

In this time of the extended Month of March that has lasted from March to Labor Day due to the coronavirus, I feel the eternal whispers, glooms, the birth, life, death of not just unseen flowers but of any and almost all thoughts and dreams.

This is the era come back of Jimmy Carter’s Malaise Speech when Mr. Carter said, “all the legislation in the world can’t fix what’s wrong with America. What is lacking is confidence and a sense of community.”

Confidence?

Sense of Community?

Not just lacking but overwhelmed by the eternal whispers of glooms, the birth, life, death.

I am reminded if the old joke,”Why are New Yorkers so gloomy?”

The light at the end of the tunnel is New Jersey.

8.15.2020 – truth will set you free

truth will set you free
but first it, the truth, will make
you miserable

The World Wide Web attributes the quote, “The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable,” to President James Garfield.

There is no citation to when and where President Garfield said this.

From what little I know of President Garfield, he most likely would have used shall in place of will had he really said this.

But there it is.

The ironic part for President Garfield is the application of this quote to his life.

He was shot in the back.

He lingered for months and finally died.

He died not from the gunshot but from the infection of the wound.

His assassin put forward at his trial that he didn’t kill President Garfield but that his own doctors did.

That was the truth and from what I have read President Garfield’s last weeks were miserable.

Regardless the point fits for today.

C19, Congress, the President, the election … the truth about it just makes me miserable.

Another quote of President Garfield, also without citation is:

There are men and women who make the world better just by being the kind of people they are. They have the gift of kindness or courage or loyalty or integrity. It really matters very little whether they are behind the wheel of a truck or running a business or bringing up a family. The teach the truth by living it.

I am struck by the line, “They have the gift of kindness or courage or loyalty or integrity.

The gift of kindness.

Courage.

Loyalty.

Integrity.

Where are these men and women today?

I know they are out there.

I hope they are.