Alive and Well!
I am alive and well! For anyone who still checks here or wonders, life is still rocking.
I am alive and well! For anyone who still checks here or wonders, life is still rocking.
Yesterday I came to the realization that I own everything I ever wanted.
I grew up watching reruns of the original series of Star Trek, and as an inevitable consequence, William Shatner as James T. Kirk became a hero of mine. Shatner's life has been interesting to watch and keep tabs on. I'm sure you're familiar with his new album, Has Been, which came out last week. You can listen to it by clicking here. I guess I really didn't expect much, but I am really impressed with this album. It's easy to listen to, fairly introspective, and covers a variety of styles. My personal favorites are "Common People" , "Has Been", and "I can't get behind that." They're all fairly catchy tunes, but different in their own ways. Try to get over your skepticism and give Shatner another chance. You might like it.
I read a captivating article in this months edition of Rolling Stone magazine about mercenaries. It profiled a group of privately employed individuals who fulfill security contracts in Baghdad and southern Iraq. These men are paid exhorbant sums of money (up to $20,000 monthly) for their services, regularly use black market weapons outlawed by the U.N., and generally cruise Baghdad with a "Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome" attitude. Having read many copies of "Soldier of Fortune Magazine" while standing at the local Winn-Dixie magazine rack as a prepubescent youngster, this came as a somewhat interesting shock to me. Old dreams of soldiering, "taking back" hills and valleys that never were mine to begin with, and the overall concept and mystique of "Special Forces" have since been running through my mind. Although I doubt that the current situation in Iraq mirrors the image of enviable position of Vietnam Max Fischer that I have in my head, (Hello, Esposito. - Will you marry me, Le-chahn ? - You bet I will. ...") it still brings a certain rush of adrenaline down my spine. This caused me to consider other (G-rated) childhood adventure fantasies that I have not yet fulfilled. These of course include pirate, Money Pit mystery solver, "internationally known" writer, detective, etc.... as well as a few teenage and college career goals: lottery winner, hidden trust fund recipient, drug lord, rancher... To tie it all together, what are some other misplaced dreams that may have gotten moved aside in the chaos of daily living and reality? Also, do any of them still exert that regular "pull" on your more rational side?
I've been following the upcoming election rather closely lately. I got rather upset over a "debate" I was involved in recently, and I thought of this idea..... why not offer voters the opportunity to choose a man who not only lied to voters, but tried to subvert the entire electoral process?! So go ahead and write in Nixon / Agnew for President / Vice President in Fall of '72 - I mean, '04.
I recently tried to place myself within the confines Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs. While I feel that my physiological and safety needs have been met, I can't say that I was as sure about my affiliation and esteem levels. Overall, I think that I hover between these areas. I don't kid myself about self-actualization. I'm nowhere near it. However, much of what I think about Maslow stems from a fundamental understanding of semantics. What is self-actualization and just when does it start to become approachable? It seems to me that most text and reference works portray self-actualization to be as easily attainable as the basic needs before it, a point I strongly disagree on.