In a few hours my nephew will be graduating his basic training with honors with a group with the armed forces. Then he heads off to a town along the gulf coast where I have fond memories of waffle houses and blonde waitresses that could have been posted on any 1980 heavy metal album cover who said "huuuney" with the same effectiveness of the sirens of ancient mythology. thankfully, i soon realized that every man that walked into the place was "huunney" and soon found my loaded hash browns a fine companion to wallow away my tears that she wasn't into me... she was into getting tips.
I am not a member, nor will I ever be a member of facebook or any of the other big social media. Somewhere there is a reason why, usually it feels like today’s media needs filters to just edit out all the noise. So my wife sent out this image to my nephew. The story behind the image:
One day I was walking through Times Square and I saw this image of Chinese tourists taking images of each other. The view in their camera would be shooting uptown where all the billboards and such are heaviest. I just remember stopping, taking two shots on my iphone and thinking, “that was interesting.”
When I looked at the photos, I found irony in all of it, particularly with the trade since china was granted most favored nations. I don’t’ think most people remember before that, you had to pay a stiff premium to import anything from china.
The electric flag also makes me giggle a bit. While I like it, it seems sort of odd, as so many people walked right by it. Everyone was wanting the “big” picture of them facing either north or south along times square with all the electronic billboards, yet, plop in the middle of it, we have an light up flag that everyone seemed to walk buy that made a great image. it is sort of like the usa and foreign policy. we are not really liked, until someone is in trouble and wants help.
This is one of those photos that I send in cards. I just really liked the memory of taking it, it means something to me, and now I have my nephew I am proud of, and will simply pray that the leaders of the world realize it is less expensive to not fight wars than to start one.
But alas, I don’t have a cure for greed, lust for power and corruption in man. Nor do I have a solution where an arms manufacturer will start making tools to grow food. It simply is not profitable enough these days.
To my nephew, great job! Fly high. I am proud of you. enjoy the flavors and foods of wherever you may land on this planet. be safe. :o)