Thursday, May 18, 2006

67. Tell Dad you love him now

If there is a song that puts a lump in my throat every time I hear it, it is "Cats in the Cradle." It is the music, the lyrics and, most significantly, the message. For me, and surely many others, it is a true account of time, growing up and relationships. It is about life and understanding how quickly life can get away from you.

The story, if it needs to be told, is that of a young father that has difficulty making time for his son. There were, "planes to catch and bills to pay." However, despite missing his father, the son takes his disappointment in stride- pledging that when he grows up that he is going to be like his Dad. Later in life, indeed, the tables turn. The father wants to spend time with his son, as the son replies, "What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys." Finally, in retirement, the father realizes that when his son still is not available (job's a hassle and the kids got the flu), he has grown up just like him.

The relationship certainly held true in the relationship with my father. Growing up, I wanted more time with him than he could spare, and before he passed, he had more time available than I could manage. My father did spend a lot of time with me and my family, so I cannot say that I grew up without him- but as a kid you do not understand the affect eight hours in a factory can have on someone. After my father retired, he seemed to love late night philosophical debates- even if we held opposing views on a number of issues. It is a little strange that growing up he answered all my questions and in the end, I spent my time listening to his theories.

I never appreciated what my father accomplished until considerably after his death. He had an eight-grade education and worked at General Motors all of his life. He grew up in the city, the youngest of nine children, without a mother. Later he picked up his young family and moved west to the country where he tried his hand at farming before opening up several small businesses. Often embarrassed in his difficulty with spelling and math, I never realized how ambitious he was. He was a risk-taker that never let his lack of "credentials" hold him back. As a businessman, he knew people. He knew how to talk to his customers, what they wanted and he always showed his appreciation for their support.

As a family, we had the usual peaks and valleys that were not short on unforgettable moments. We were a sports-oriented family that spent a lot of time on the baseball diamond and football field. Together we shared the heartbreak of Cleveland sports teams, comforted only by Mom's traditional homemade pizza. In our attempt at farming, we raised cows, pigs and chickens- sometimes chasing them down when they got out at 3:00 a.m. or rescuing them when they got stuck on the frozen pond. Finally, we worked hard to start and manage our family businesses.

There is never enough time; my father passed at the young age of 55. He did not see me earn my master's degree, receive my license in healthcare administration, coach high school baseball or read anything I wrote. He visited our house just once and he will never know his grandchildren- if we ever have kids. With time on his side, he would still be involved in my life. He would have told me how to coach and on what subject to write my columns. We would still have disagreed on a number of issues, and he would have frustrated me- but like anyone who has lost someone, I would welcome that frustration now.

They say time is measured in moments, not time. It is amazing how fast time passes. It seems like he has been gone forever.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

66. Is your butt trashing the planet?

Earth Day should be one of the world's greatest celebrations, for it is the one thing that everyone and everything on this planet has in common. Our reliance on the planet is not debatable, not even across the traditional segregations- such as politics, religion and culture. However, its revelry is somewhat lackluster and that is not surprising when we consider how well we treat that which we should be so grateful for. In fact, to the planet itself, just showing no appreciation would be a gift, as the voyage of humans on planet Earth has been nothing short of neglect and abuse.

Pollution of any kind is humanity's crime upon nature. Whether it is the air we breathe, the water we drink or the environment we inhabit- pollution affects both human beings and the Earth's biosystems. The violence within our own species withstanding, I do not believe that there is a greater measure of human arrogance than the destruction of the earth and its resources.

In this discussion, I will take a leave of absence in my attack of corporations, since their environmental neglect in the name of shareholder profits is already notoriously spoken for. Although I may return to share the extent of this neglect in a future column, this notion is well documented even if the penalties have been laughable.

I will be specific in this discussion of pollution, narrowing my scope to the smokers that litter our streets and sidewalks with their cigarette butts. I find this to be a disturbing practice that, from the looks of our street corners, is either legal, rarely enforced or perhaps even encouraged. To view this inartistic display for yourself, look at the road and sidewalks around you the next time you are stopped at an intersection.

Some estimates put the amount of cigarette butts littered each year at several trillion. This easily makes cigarette butts the most littered item in the world. One at a time, these tiny butts test our understanding of the impact made by a little pollution every day. Moreover, because of the size and frequency, it is often overlook or ignored as individuals often let each other ‘off the hook' rather than express displeasure over such a ‘menial' crime.

My annoyance surrounding this issue is two-fold. My first issue is the thought process, or lack thereof, when someone throws a cigarette butt out of his or her car window. Is there no community value for a clean environment? And whom exactly does these individuals believe will be responsible for cleaning up their mess? The result is either a littered community or the waste of public money on its cleanup.

My second item of displeasure is that this practice is completely and utterly unnecessary, since every car I have ever owned has come equipped with an ashtray. When did it become an acceptable practice to bypass the vehicle-equipped butt reservoir in favor of the streets we live on? My suspicion, though I hope that I am incorrect, is that the cleaning up of an ash tray requires a few minutes of inconvenience every couple of weeks.

I am not a smoker, and do not mean to lecture from any perceived position of superiority. Cigarette smoking is a very addictive habit and I empathize with anyone who tries to quit. However, my understanding of this habit is not extended to the proper disposal of its residue.

It is pleasing to note however, that Lorain County is doing something about it. The Lorain County Commissioners and the Lorain County Solid Waste Management District are engaging in a campaign to clean our county of cigarette butts. The program features "Adopt-A-Spot" and "Adopt-A-Highway" solutions.

While I applaud the program, I would have to admit that I would be a little tougher. I would let those that litter clean up their own messes. I believe the fine for throwing a cigarette butt out the car window, if ever enforced, is usually around one hundred dollars. I would add to the fine a video on recycling (similar to the seat-belt video) and community service that involved, at minimum, a four-hour shift cleaning up the very road or intersection where the culprit littered. If a few people spend their Saturday morning cleaning up cigarette butts, suddenly their ashtray might become a whole lot more popular. It might also, and more importantly, lead to a greater understanding and appreciation for the planet we live on.

Thursday, April 6, 2006

65. Sacred cows mess up the streets

Are beliefs sacred? What about the rational behind those beliefs? If not, who has the right to challenge the rational behind someone's sacred beliefs? And, perhaps most importantly, what are the consequences for challenging those beliefs.

These are tough questions, most significant when the consequences result in riots, political influence and prejudice. Is it fair to say that once religious beliefs leave the church and not only enter, but also attempt to influence, through one methodology or another, societal and political culture, that they are no longer protected as a sacred ideology? Several events have once again inspired this discourse, challenging ethical behavior, the separation of church and state and, most importantly, free speech.

The Muslim unrest over the sacred depiction of the prophet Muhammad hit home here in the United States when Borders and Waldenbooks stores refused to carry the popular secular magazine, Free Inquiry, which in its April/May 2006 issue illustrates four of the controversial cartoons. Borders Group Inc., cited safety for itself, its customers and its employees as reason to censor the magazine. Whether or not the portrayal of Muhammad in cartoons was of moral good taste, radical Islamists have instilled a level of fear into anyone that might criticize or satirize its religion.

Another event pitting the civil guarantee of free speech against sacred religious beliefs is the portrayal of Scientology in the popular animated cartoon South Park. In mocking the beliefs of well-known actors and spokespersons such as Tom Cruise and John Travolta, the cartoon similarly raised ethical issues in attacking one's beliefs. Reports attributed the cancellation of the repeat episode to pressure put on Viacom by Tom Cruise and his threat not to promote Mission Impossible III if the cartoon ran.

A final example is detailed in the documentary "This Divided Nation" (although there are many more, consider the Beckett Corporation's financial and political pressure surrounding the Men's Club in Elyria). The documentary surrounds a small conservative Mormon college in Utah that arranged to bring Michael Moore in to speak on their campus prior to the 2004 election. The town and the campus became religiously enraged, resulting in verbal threats, attempted bribery and, ultimately, a loss in funding (reportedly $200,000), over the student government's decision to bring in a non-conservative, Democratic speaker. Although many students did acknowledge that this was an issue of free speech, and some even spoke to the irony of their own religious intolerance (and missions), most that opposed Moore's appearance had not seen "Fahrenheit 9/11"- rather, had simply heard that he was "evil."

While I do not endorse "mocking" or taking other cheap shots at one's beliefs or spirituality, I do fully endorse the critical examination of religions that attempt to promote itself or its particular values onto society. If Muslims are going to suggest that their religion is a peaceful one, then, in turn, riot over a cartoon published in a foreign country- then I believe we have the right to examine its religious claims. If Tom Cruise is going to use his celebrity status to publicly promote Scientology, then I believe we are afforded the right to examine his religion and publicly comment on its rational. Similarly, if Mormons are going to hypocritically deny the right of a non-conservative to speak, in the midst of their religious missions where they consistently ask people for open-mindedness, then I support the right to examine and criticize their religious ideology. Finally, an issue that needed no introduction here in Ohio, if Christians are going to use religious morality found in The Bible to support a constitutional amendment banning gay-marriage, then let us examine The Bible for moral consistency.

It seems to me, at a level reaching near absurdity, that many religions want the best of several worlds. They wish to maintain their non-political, tax-exempt status while not only attempting to influence societal values, but also threatening, either financially, politically or through fear, those that dare to get in its way. They want all the benefits afforded religions, and they want it without the slightest sort of religious examination or criticism- under the guise of sacred and personal spiritual belief.

How much longer can governments, corporations and politicians remain tolerant and subservient to the influence of religious leaders and their followers, who are doing their best to exemplify the reason, and brilliance, behind the separation of church and state?

Thursday, March 16, 2006

64. Nature teaches us lessons

The discourse of nature is boundless in all its splendor, conjecture, and obscurity. This endless exploration accommodates all theories and areas of study, so much so that scientists can spend their entire careers embarked on a journey to uncover just one of its secrets. This exploration often offers social and even political insights into our own civilizations, history and evolution. In this respect, people can see nature in a variety of ways, such as beautiful, symmetrical, harsh or even metaphoric. In addition, some take great aim in distancing themselves from it, while others embrace its significance.

Any study of nature and its ecosystems finds millions of stories to be told. From plant lifecycles to habit adaptations each species has a tale of history, survival and incredulity to be shared. The challenges that many of these species have faced, experienced or overcome in order to pass on their genes reveal the complexity, cruelty and competition of nature. As human beings, we are so far removed from nature that I think it is easy to lose perspective of life itself.

I have a subtle African print entitled "Essence of Survival" that reads, "Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed...every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle...when the sun comes up, you'd better be running." In nature, there is no such thing as a day off.

Fortunately, not all methods of survival are so straightforward, even if the competition is no less intense. To illustrate one of any number of examples, the Brown-headed Cowbird has adopted interesting survival skills, both promiscuous and parasitic- although by no means eccentrically unique by nature's standards.

A regular to the area in general and our backyard in particular, it seems quite normal in its disposition. The name comes from, as one might guess, its affinity to cows and other livestock (actually it was known as the "buffalo bird," but after human beings killed all the buffalo, the birds adapted to cows). The birds would follow the herding animals, eating the insects disturbed in its path. The travel made nesting difficult and required some adaptation on the bird's part.

Brown-headed Cowbirds do not build nests; rather the females lay their eggs in the nests of other (usually smaller) birds. She enters the nest and in less than one minute, she disposes of a one or two of the hosts' birds' eggs and lays hers in their place. The cowbird eggs hatch slightly before the rest of the nest and develop faster. The host bird often takes in the misplaced chick, even though it may kill or have killed her offspring. Over 150 documented species of birds have raised Brown-headed Cowbird young, as the female may lay as many as 40 eggs per season. The Brown-headed Cowbirds do not commit to another as a mate (although some dispute this), build a nest, or raise their own offspring. (Hmm, maybe they do live the "good life"- no spouse, no house, no kids!)

The Brown-headed Cowbird has been successful not only in its clever adaptations, but also thanks to humans, which have opened new habitats through deforestation (cowbirds prefer the fields). The potential impact of cowbirds is to the many songbirds whose nests they damage and whose offspring they kill. Several species are becoming threatened by its parasitic nature, such as Kirtland's Warbler, Black-capped Vireo, and Least Bell's Vireo. Some songbirds, however, have caught on and have begun displacing the cowbird eggs. (Imagine the conversation between songbird mates... "Honey, where did this egg come from?")

Unfortunately, as the tale too often goes, humans decide which birds we do and do not like, and in preference of the songbirds, the Brown-headed Cowbirds are now trapped and killed in some areas- even if many of the scientific facts surrounding its nature are disputable. The Audubon, as late as 1997, disputed some of the negative claims made against cowbirds, while noting that nearly $800,000 is spent annually protecting other species from cowbirds. Perhaps this observation by Stephan I Rothstein of the University of California, sums it up best, "People hate cowbirds, yet people love hawks. Hawks catch adult birds and rip them to pieces. Maybe people hate cowbirds because they're tricky."

Brown-headed Cowbirds are just one of thousands of fascinating species that engage scientists and the public alike. Its beauty or its nuisance, I suppose, is a matter of perspective and preference. Personally, it appears that they are making practical use of their competitive and adaptive advantages. I think every species and each individual deserves a fair chance- for that is the best deal nature can afford to offer.