Cacophany of Reasonableness

The Enigma of the Flashlight ( A commentary on the video "Symphony of Science")

There is an overcompensation that comes with researched and educational ideas. With the exception of Richard Feynman's comments, what I see here are people who have become drugged by information into a state of emotional superiority. Every space we add on the checkerboard adds several more "missing spaces" around the edges, but they are so enamored of the spaces they have they think they have concieved the whole board.

If one is not humbled by knowledge, if we do not understand that our light does increases the darkness, then we have tunnel vision, and can only see our accomplishments and not the world as it is.

"For now we see through a glass, darkly." - 1 Corinthians 13:12

Humility and reasonableness never came out of a text book.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Cd36WJ79z4&list=PL5491F22AB79343DE&index=2&feature=plpp_video

But Our Flag Was Still There?

Further Adventures of New Jersey

More Pictures from New Jersey

Morning in New Jersey
		Another Cold Night Falls
Power Companies Hard At Work
		Wires Down/Wires Up
Downed Trees Remain...
		...And More Downed Trees...
...And Nervous Households
		The Flag Was Still There, But Is It Success or Distress?

Ranting on Hurricane Sandy

Sandy came and went and New Jersey will not be the same for a long time. I wish I could tell stories of heroism and pulling together, but my experience of Sandy was the insanity of other people. When I realized the storm was going to be historically bad I put four 2 liter bottles of water in my freezers (next to the bread and milk I always keep frozen for emergencies, and as usual, on Saturday I filled my tank for the week. On Monday I was called into work for a forty hour stretch, but otherwise (including Halloween Costumes, Party for the kids at work, and a haunted house) my week was typical. I drove 300+ miles on 2/3rds of a tank of gas, with no extraneous trips, or purchases. All along the highways, the usual 75 mph traffic was driving 85 (90?) cutting each other off and generally being a nuisance. At 50 mph, to save gas, I was the obstruction they were all honking and screaming at in the slow lane. When I was driving home from work, at 1:30 am or 2:30 am during the week, I saw them waiting 3-5 hours on long gas lines in the middle of the night often (according to my co-workers) to be turned away 2, 4 or ten cars from the stations as the gas ran out. Every car in line RUNNING THEIR GAS, LIGHTS AND MUSIC continuously, as if the dead cars (that ran out of gas ahead of them) were not symbolic of any concern or fear.

Almost every store, employer or business ran at half staff because everyone took the week off. People abandoned clients, customers and needy people in their pursuit of a crazed and untenable lifestyle. Store threw out food rather than donating it, when the power went off and the fridges stopped working. The whole state seemed to be, well, in a state. Topping it off was Governor Half-Wit yelling at mayors and assigning blame to a natural disaster. He cursed out reporters who asked him about the elections, because it will read well for him in 2016 if he was more concerned with hurricane relief.

Why has the human race abandoned, cooperation, conservation of resources and even self-preservation, in pursuit of ease, indulgence and plastic lifestyle?

WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?

I am starting to miss the days after 9/11 when everyone pulled together. Even despite the jingoism and racism (anti-Muslim sentiments) it was a time of caring and cooperation. Then again, if the Patriot Act was the result, maybe Hurricane Sandy's self-destructive insanity is less problematic in the long run.

Trees leaning on telephone poles or wires were becoming a common sight.	Another Tree leaning for support on our antiquated New Jersey infrastructure.
The 800+ lb. branch that landed on my car Monday morning. It did virtually no damage miraculously. some scratches and a ding.	The neighbors will even luckier with this enourmous tree that merely knocked off a rain gutter.
A church also fared well when their giant tree feel taking out a twelve foot wide swath of roots.	The same tree from another angle.
Another church, another tree and a another narrow escape.	From the same spot as the last picture, but in a different direction, the Freedom Tower, Tower Four, reminds us that we can rise above any difficulties.

A Long Delayed Remark

Gene Bourne and I have had much bad blood in the past, but in September he apologized and asked that we bury the hatchet. I accepted. 

It was remiss of me not to note this sooner, but I was busy being excommunicated from Yahoo again. 

Thanks for understanding. 

-Hiram
 
I miss you all, but am happier out of that war zone web site. 
(No, I didn't say "whore's own web's blight", but I was thinking it.)
-HH

Gene Finally (starts to) Tell the Truth

Gene Bourne trashing me:

"I am your friend" weaseled his way onto the site* of my last poem.
Happy Hiram gained entry to my last post on
YAP through "a friend contact".(I'm Contacts Only). He used
my Contact to access my site and my poem.
There he proceeded to humiliate and embarrass me publicly.
These "friends of Hiram" (longtime Contacts of mine) I've had to
remove and block, with sad regret. I warned them
last year, when they opened their web site
with Hiram, that It violated my principles
of good judgment and jeopardized
my trust in them as contacts.
I had a long time friend die the day before,
...and allowing Hiram access to my poem
cemented my decision to drop and block them.
You are judged by the company you keep.
HH has shown himself repeatedly to be a sadistic,
sociopath and predator.
I don't consider myself special, but
I won't be made a fool of.
I had a belly full of that, growing up
in a family, where certain members
were bent on destroying my self esteem and confidence.
If it weren't for an understanding father, they would have destroyed me.
There is no more room in my mind for being bullied.
"Solace Befriends, I am your friend, etc" is no true friend of anyone,
...and friends of Hiram's can be no trusted friend of mine.
Thanks for this poem, Beth.
Gene

Here is the question he wrote this in:
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=Aus1IGpH_BqyJ9iLiNWlTXen5HNG;_ylv=3?qid=20120722183424AAcvvv2
(But of course it is gone now. Can't let the TRUTH ruin our image now, can we?)

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Well I have to say thank God Gene is finally starting to say the horrible things about me in public that he said to me -unprovoked privately YEARS AGO while pretending to be neutral towards me. EXACTLY GENE, your philosophy of "Judge Not Lest Ye Be Judged" is a sham and a manipulation.

* His site being Yahoo Answers. I weaseled my way onto Yahoo? Just a reminder to those who don't remember, I have always said that Gene is a good poet but a lousy human being (to judge by his savage email remarks), and if he added me as a contact (without asking me) because I praised his WORK, in what manner is that weaseling?

I would ask no friend to decide to be my friend over another member because unlike Gene, I DO NOT OWN MY FRIENDS, and my every whim or disagreement does not reflect yea or nay on their character by agreement. That is the style of a dictatorial egotist.

Who is/are Giopeter?

Giopeter was impugning Dallas as the source of Darren Quigley (the false avatar that made accusations that I was a pedophile.) He is carrying the guilt of his internet behavior and trying to displace it AGAIN! Meanwhile he is going around calling himself Harry Codpiece, The Truth and Pandora!

I am sure he has deleted this by now, but here is the poem:
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20120709110103AAsb3DN

The Truth will Out (Himself)

The Truth will out
Whether slowly or Quigley
No matter how sneaky
Or smart his is or wriggly
No snake can hide forever
Under a codpiece
And peanut butter sticks around
Even where it is wanted least.
Enjoy these words, that he'll defile
Then, I will post it them my profile.
Remember back when speech was free
O, that was before we had Pet- er, I mean since Gio.

He also used the technique of trying to be "scary" as in the example below:

 This "Iamb Yore Wurst Knight Maer" crap becomes boring very Quigley, er I mean quickly.

Beth is at it again

Beth's Question (removed as soon as she got my email and remembered that I am DOCUMENTING THIS DISTRESS):
"When you are blocked by someone in poetry, do you know why?
I am blocked by HH. And it does bother me, because I don't know what I did. Does anyone ever explain?

[Leaving aside that I told her and her defenders that I put the whole issue up on my blog AT THE TIME I responded as if her ignorance were genuine.]

Email to Beth:
You asked me personal questions in email and I stupidly shared that information. After that when I critiqued your poem you tried to make it a personal issue. WHY would I trust my most personal info with someone I didn't trust and respect? Why was I suddenly the "enemy" when you had information that could damage me?

But basically, now that you "had me" you wanted to manipulate me out of being HONEST. I do not cave to blackmail.

I posted the interchange on my blog so you can read it when you forget:
http://hiramsrants.blogspot.com/2012/06/beth-doesnt-want-to-be-my-friend.html

You emailed me and threatened me, blamed me and blamed feeling "threatened" by me for your "leaving yahoo" (you were posting within a half hour of your "leaving") and you keep backbiting and trying to make me look like the bad guy.

I know you have issues, we all do, but for me to interact with you any more in YA would be frankly suicidal.

I love you as a friend, but you are too unstable in YA for me to cop.

HH

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Addendum (Not in Email):

If I EVER receive any messages from Beth or I see her posting about me I will update this site so that she can't hit and run, report and then play innocent etc, as she has been doing to me.

NO MORE GAMES PLEASE BETH!

(below is the screen shot of the Q, which she removed to hide her game.)