Who and What is the Happy Warrior

The Happy Warrior is the title of a poem... and yes, I love this poem. I do not wish to be mischaracterized, for the most part poetry is not my bag. I am not an afficionado of literature nor am I a metro-sexual (I despise that term) but a dear friend introduced me to this masterpiece of prose several years ago... it has provided no end of inspiration. The Happy Warrior by William Wordsworth outlines the qualities of a magnificent soul. I aspire to possess even one or two characteristics that "every man in arms should wish to be."


This blog is a representation, in conversational form, of my voyage to wrap my arms around the world in which Mr. Worsdworth's warrior finds happiness.

(Standing disclaimer: Luckily tests of spelling accuracy ended in 4th grade otherwise I would still be in Elementary School. Be forewarned, spelling errors ahead. I subscribe to the wisdom of a great man who said, "I have utmost disdain for a man who can only spell a word one way." -Benjamin Franklin)


Saturday, October 22, 2011

A Personal Holy-day: Oct. 22 & 23

Previously I've made the case for the importance of holidays: national, cultural, familial and even personal.  Today and tomorrow (Oct. 22 & 23) are days I've adopted as important to my own identity and contribute to a legacy of sacrifice, faith and service.  I direct interested readers to posts from previous years for a description of the events I commenmorate and the people I honor.

Post from 2010
Post from 2009

Earlier this year a movie, 17 Miracles, was released that provides a historical account of the pioneers at the center of my holy-day celebration.  It is not comprehensive in the account of their suffering and the events of Oct. 22 and 23, 1856 but it does a very nice job depicting the general sacrifice, faith and miracles of their exodus.  Click to see a trailer:


Shalom, God bless and may your day be meaningful.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Wacky Wednesday Returns!

So I enjoyed composing my blog entry so much that I made a personal pact:  I can spend 2.5 minutes on a post...  So get ready for short and sweet.  In honor of Wednesday here is a photo to brighten your day (because in this economy you can either laugh or cry).  :

Monday, October 17, 2011

What the hell is going on?

It takes a lot to bring me out of a self-inflicted blogger retirement.  My life is not mine... there are more demands on my time (both personal and professional) than I can possibly accomplish were I to live well into a second century.  Blogging is one of the activities forced to the back burner.  I could not, however, remain silent on a slow scourge that appears to have no limits.  This society is slipping into one of two deplorable conditions: insanity or incivility.  I am not a profane man; my range of vulgarity ranges from "holy cow batman" to "hell".    This blog entry merits a good, old fashioned:  What the HELL has gone wrong with this world! 

What has set me off?  Here is some context leading to the tipping point:  The ever captivating Mrs. Wicke has engaged in the wonderful world of PTA (Parent Teacher's Association) mainly, I think, to keep a close eye on our Angel #2 who has proven to be a challenge to the current educational establishment.  She provided me with some of the latest news from the front lines in the fight to produce the next generation of educated Americans... The news:  lollypops and suckers are no longer allowed at our elementary school.  Are you kidding me?  I admit that this may seem like a straw on the perverbial backside of the camel, but how much more can this society be turned upside down before we fall on our collective asses (oppps, add another vulgarity to my rapidly expanding library)?

Consider all those things that are no longer allowed in your children's lives that were taken for granted in the romantic past of your own formative years.  Literally, some of these are actually illegal:
extra tall play ground slides
those spinning "merry-go-rounds" on the playground guaranteed to make someone puke
dodge ball
freeze tag
smear the queer
trampolines
kissing tag
Happy Meals (in San Francisco at least... but you can be sure it is coming to your town soon)
Pop in school vending machines
fire places in homes
light bulbs
home made treats your mom would take for your class on your birthday
references to God in graduation speeches
excessive amounts of sodium (salt)
... I'm sure I am forgetting some (help me by adding your comments)

Now, if this was not bad enough, if this were not enough evidence of a swiftly tilting planet, consider that Happy Meals are legally banned but marijuana is now legal to grow, sell and ingest.  Are you kidding me?  This is how crazy this world is: McDonald's could be fined for putting a child's toy into a box with a hamburger but they could slip a joint in  brightly decorated box with a Big Mac, Fries and a Coke and rebrand an adult "Happy Meal" that is entirely legal.  Why not throw in the latest Play Boy pictoral and call it a Constitutionally protected full course.  It would be OK --in fact it would be socially acceptable-- to substitute apple wedges for the fries but don't even consider substituting the pictoral with a Bible; the Nineth Circuit will have none of that.  It is times like these when I am so proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free... that is unless you want to take a lolly pop to school, or play dodge ball or say a prayer or take in some homemade cup cakes....  Hmmm, my freedom suddenly feels kind of empty.