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June 26, 2004 (Saturday)

Well, I've been unwinding for a couple of days - a very good mental health protocol after intense work - and I saw a couple of delightful movies. Thursday evening I saw "Around The World In 80 Days". I saw the original movie way back when I was a kid and everyone was singing that theme song. I remembered the original as entertaining and I was ready for some lighter fare. I went to one of the movie theaters in Davis, and there were only five of us watching it - a middle-aged white couple, two Asian students, and me. Well, y'all don't know what yer missin' cause it's charming. It was full of cliches but left you begging for more. If you like those funny martial arts films with everyone flying through the air and dragon ladies and all, you'll love this. I'd never seen Jackie Chan, but my guess is he's related to the great Charlie Chan, or could be. Following the tradition of the original master's movies, this one pokes good-natured fun at Chinese movie cliches throughout, leaving one with the warm glow and feeling of fellowship that a shared laugh can do. Like many remakes, this one seemed to be making nods to various classics - this one, perhaps, to "Orient Express", "Maltese Falcon" and more. Several amusing cameos, including Arnold providing comic relief (if such a thing is possible in a comedy) as an evil and bungling sultan or governor or something. It's funny and heartwarming because we all know he is the opposite of evil and bungling, in real life. Best of all was the romance between Phineas Fogg and the lovely, charming, delightful, entrancing Parisian coat check girl/artist. In this one, our hero wins the race AND gets the girl ! *******
******* Well I felt I was on a roll, or at least the good start of one, so the next day I took on The Terminator - I mean, I took IN "The Terminal". It was given four stars by Joe Baltake of the Sacramento Bee during my "Dr. Risk" week, so I just HAD to see it. It was playing at the other theatre in Davis (there are two theatres in downtown Davis - one on the left side and one on the right, depending on how you're looking at it). I've always thought that heaping praises on actors was kind of ridiculous. But Tom Hanks is changing my mind about that. I saw him in "Cast Away". He WAS that movie. And then when I heard Karel cattily bitching that "Cast Away" wasn't very good and he didn't like it at all - then I really liked Hanks. According to Baltake's review, "The Terminal" was something I could relate to. It was about a man whose life was in "A Holding Pattern" because of war and politics and a small-minded careerist, the review seemed to say. That and so much more. It's about humanity, friendship, love, loyalty, humor, and a man living by his wits and his faith in God and man. It will make you laugh and cry. *******
******* Well, it so happens that Farenheit 9/11 opened the same day in the same theatre. I didn't see it and I don't plan to pay to see it because it is "one man's viewpoint" that I don't agree with and I don't want to support that cause. It "hardly provides a balanced look at presidential politics. Its suggestion that Bush's closeness to the Saudi royal family has hampered the hunt for Osama bin Laden is riduculous." (Opinion by editor, USA Today, June 25, 2004, page 8A) As I exited the theatre after seeing The Terminal, there was a long line down the block of Davis baby boomers queuing to participate in the see-in. Some wore Beat Bush T-shirts. But they didn't bother me and I didn't bother them. Amazing, isn't it that people of differing viewpoints can share the same space and exercise their First Amendment rights without harassing one another ? I was wearing a T-shirt that said DAD United States Air Force I walked past them on my way to the bookstore where I browsed a book whose title suggested that it held an opposing viewpoint to mine. I wanted to see what it said, and get to know the author and how he wrote and how he felt and what his background was. I wanted to understand him. But not everyone in Davis is as respectful of others' free speech rights as I am and the Moore fans are. For example, there is an old white male who has suddenly started frequenting the Carl's Jr in Davis where I have long been a regular. He sits directly adjacent to my regular table and his behavior could be characterized as unwanted stalking, if I were a female. In fact, it could be characterized as unwanted stalking. Period. The fact that he displays clear signs of mental illness is no excuse: people like him and his crowd want to be feared and considered dangerous. This morning as I sat reading The Bee, as is my custom, he walked by and said, hello, comrade. i saw your card on the bathroom wall in the library. After processing the comment and the manner of delivery, I decided to do a reality check. I inquired whether he meant to be satirical or friendly. His hostile response left no doubt. Now, in The Terminal, Hanks played a Russian-speaking traveller. Now, if this old white man and his crowd are STILL fighting the cold war, they ARE mentally ill and dangerous. Willful ignorance and extreme stupidity are forms of mental illness. As for me, I LOVE my Russian comrades and friends and I bid them a hearty WELCOME to this free speech country. There are only two Russians with whom I have a quarrel - Anna Kournikova and Maria Sharapova. I think it is outrageous that all they do is PRANCE AROUND on the tennis courts. Just who the hell do they think they are? The tennis courts are certainly no place for PRANCING, and I will do all I can to keep them from PRANCING here in Davis or in Sacramento. If they do, it will be over my body. So, could it be that the old white man and his crowd have been watching me, even to the point of spying what movies I see ? Certainly the evidence seems to support that. Why, just a short while ago, a pickup with a pot-bellied white male pulled up next to my camper out here in the middle of an empty parking lot where I write. He pulled eyeball-to-eyeball, several spaces away, and spoke on his phone for a while, then pulled away. So, there is evidence that supports an allegation of stalking and spying. This is an old white man who had professed to be deeply interested in my viewpoints. When I replied that I could only talk a moment, but that he could find my opinions expounded in depth on my web site, I handed him my card. He refused it and said he didn't know anything about computers. I offered to teach him a lesson and told him it would only take seconds. He said he was trying to get me to read the Bible, a book I love and respect and that I am very familiar with. I attended private Christian school for over twelve years and we had regular Bible study every year. I, in turn, questioned him about his opinion concerning the theory of evolution. He didn't know what I was talking about, which I found incredulous. I said, "it's the theory that the universe is 15 or 20 billion years old, that the earth is about 5 billion years old, and that life evolved on earth during those five billion years by the process of natural selection." "But God had to infuse a soul into man," he said. "Yes, perhaps," I replied. These are issues that we had been discussing in elementary school. I told him that I had to read The Bee and he replied that he would never read that piece of crap. Clearly, he is mentally ill. Not only doesn't he read The Bee, but he professed to want to know what I had to say, but refused to get on my website to find out ! Proudly said he didn't know a damn thing about computers. I told him I could teach him a lesson and it would only take a few seconds. The offer still stands. Old white men like him make conservatives look bad. *******
******* From Opinion by Editor, USA Today, June 25, 2004, page 8A "They should chill out. The movie is one man's viewpoint. As such, it is everything that most politicians are not: stimulating, thought-provoking and willing to challenge conventional thinking. Republicans...look afraid of free expression... "...By trying to keep him (Nader) off the ballot, Democrats are showing themselves just as willing to stifle debate as Republicans are in trying to shut down Moore... "...Nader and Moore enliven a political dialogue so dry that only half of those Americans eligible to vote do. If a little controversy can change that, then as George W. Bush and John Kerry might say: Bring it on." *******
******* I don't like labels too much, but they are useful. I'm more conservative than liberal. For example, I love and respect the military, and of course I'm aware of its weaknesses. Unlike Rush Limbaugh, I served in the military - U.S. Navy active, U.S. Army Reserves, U.S. Army Guard, U.S. Air National Guard. Though I didn't see combat, I was on a carrier off the coast of Viet Nam at the end of the war. But I have seen combat on the streets of this country - more than most of you. And, unlike Rush Limbaugh, I have a daughter, and she, too, is in the military - U.S. Air Force active. I haven't heard from her in a week, and I don't like that. Sensei Urban taught us a lesson one day. He had us stand with our backs to the wall while an opponent stood before us with a knife. He began the lesson like this: He said, "Do you know how you would feel if your back was to the wall and someone was threatening you with a knife ? You would be angry. You would be very, very angry. You would be so filled with anger you would want to KILL THEM." That is what Sensei Urban taught us. I wrote the script for the Rush Limbaugh Program at Sac State in 1982. My education career has been blacklisted by the liberal education establishment because of what I wrote at Sac State in 1982. That is the Truth now and it will always be the Truth. Bring it on. *******
******* I met a puppy at the bookstore yesterday. We kissed.
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