Jim D.

I just watched some Mr. Rogers, and Tom Hanks doing Mr. Rogers. Now this is just a clinical observation and nothing more or less. Mr. Rogers sounds a lot like "the Church Lady" on SNL. And Tom Hanks is not dead on as far as his impersonation of Mr. Rogers. Not believable to me. 

Does anyone know what happened to the 20M Mr. Rogers was awarded/granted.  

Whenever I took on a new client, I was not interested in someone else's impression. I wanted to create my own impression through direct observation. So, no I haven't read the links you provided.  I did watch the videos provided about Mr. Rogers, and recalled those times I did watch him. I suppose growing up in a tough neighborhood influenced my personal criticism of the show, the "niceness", and warm fuzzy phrases mouthed by Mr. Rogers. The content and context seemed to be for children. My childhood was short lived, painful, and traumatic both at home and school. So no, I did not get very much out of Mr. Rogers. He was more like the man my mother told me to stay away from. You know, "stranger danger." Pedophiles, bums, greasers, gang fights, wandering tough guys, mentally challenged, rape, Schizophrenics were common. We lived in our area, and you stayed in yours. 

I don't think there was a hidden agenda, or conspiracy surrounding Mr. Rogers Productions. My posting has to do with warning people not to get sentimental about a movie or a man. I urge people to do their own thinking. 

Nine Years living with the Indians

Don't spit in the wind!

O.K. back to Mr. Rogers. Remember that Tom Hanks does not work for free. The movie is suppose to give all of us warm, fuzzy feelings. There are lines to learn, behaviors to do, clothes to wear, takes and retakes and so on. We will never know what was really in the heart of Mr. Rogers...remember he got paid too, and probably the parents of the little kiddies as well. 

So, was Mr. Rogers a good guy or just a fabricated image like the band called the "Monkeys." Probably the latter. 

Addendum: If you're wondering how I can be so candid about my life, well it is easy. When I was drinking and drugging I didn't mind you seeing me out there. I didn't even notice. 

There is no walk of shame here especially at my age. And there isn't anyone out there that hasn't done, said, did, failed to do anything that hasn't been already said and done by me. 

On 11/30/2019 at 5:36 PM, manitou said:

LOL, Jim.  I was just being a wise-acre.  In your earlier post you called them focal chords.  And I certainly understand the callous on the finger thing.  I used to strum and sing in a lounge.  But I won't touch the things now, for the reason you mentioned.  No callouses.

 

I agree, it's too much work for a 72 year old with a girlish body.  But I can still jam on a keyboard.

I couldn't tolerate performing in a lounge or bar unless I was well known and the audience respected me enough to be quiet and enjoy. I tried my hand at keyboard (inspired by the Band, Chicago). My second wife made fun of my piece as nothing more than playing scales. 

My first wife did not mind the 12 string I played. I really liked the musical arrangements of Boston and tried to emulate the fullness of their sound. It took Tom Schultz five years to put his first album together. He played all the instruments. "I love Amanda, and a Man I'll never be." "Hitchin a Ride" has some wonderful riffs. 

In case your trying to figure it, out everybody, I have been married two times and lived with a women I knew from the 60's. I love women and being married, but you have to have the right one. The two that dropped me off at the court house didn't improve their lives by this decision. The woman I lived with was afraid to get married, so I moved on. I am not going to blame them. I had my part in it all. 

Now I am too old to mess up. Got a good one who likes and loves me. And we work hard to keep it together and forever. Still learning. 

On 11/30/2019 at 5:36 PM, manitou said:

LOL, Jim.  I was just being a wise-acre.  In your earlier post you called them focal chords.  And I certainly understand the callous on the finger thing.  I used to strum and sing in a lounge.  But I won't touch the things now, for the reason you mentioned.  No callouses.

 

I agree, it's too much work for a 72 year old with a girlish body.  But I can still jam on a keyboard.

I told a friend who asked me about my exercise regimen that I was "cut". To be more honest, I have some fat on my belly with a six pack behind it...arms, legs, and head have some definition. I have arthritis in both thumbs, hip, and right shoulder. Deformed knuckles from Karate conditioning. I have scoliosis in my spinal column with right orientation. I have good posture and minimal to moderate pain where the arthritis is located. As long as I keep stretching and working out, my range of motion is good. I have edited "focal."

As I wait for twilight to turn into unconscious sleep, I imagine that there is a 1,700 degree F fire just outside my door. I can't touch it. Smoke is seeping in from the sides and underneath the door. My dog has been awaken from its slumber. The status of my wife is undetermined because her bedroom is just on the other side of the door. I scream for her. No answer. Where is she? I look at the window and well which its egress takes me to the outside. How can I leave without knowing where my wife is. And then I am asleep after abandoning this frightening image. 

I am not at the center of the Universe. I see myself flowing with the flotation of the Earth. It would be a scary thing if gravity gave out. I see Dorothy inside her house inside the winds of a tornado. 

Lead with your heart and there should be a spiritual experience. 

Doing vs Non-Doing is tricky to understand. I think that doing without trying to control the outcome is non-doing. As I learn archery there are times when I let the bow string go, and the arrow seems to have a life of its own while it makes its way to the target. All I have done is pull the bow string back and let it go. I have done something but I cannot control the flight or direction of the arrow with absoluteness. Even the experienced "shooters" who are shooting very tight pie plate patterns are a little off dead center bullseye. 

My fingernail in and of itself, has never suffered because fundamentally it is non-feeling and non-organic. It is the tissue underneath that has sensory nerves and tissue that is subject to disease. 

My hair has never felt pain as evidenced by haircuts. 

Brain and skull bones have no pain receptors. 

I don't know that absolute truth exists because it is relative...for instance, we think that is the truth that man has set foot on the moon. But I for one was not there to observe it. And if I were there could I trust only  my eyes because I could not hear the astronaut's foot crunch the lunar soil. And if I could hear, how could I trust my ears since I have never stepped on lunar "soil" in my life. And as I watch it all happen on TV how could I say I believe it was happening since anything can be misrepresented by the media in order to sway public opinion and interest. 

Belief and knowing are different. That is how it is that in a court proceeding, belief is not enough to convict a man...a preponderance of evidence can lead me to knowing. But then again, there are 11 other jurors who have to decide the outcome of the accused. Mix in prejudice, juror history and background, education etc. and the outcome can be affected by independent variables one cannot control for. 

I trust that Owledge is posting this question, but it could be his wife. 

7 hours ago, liminal_luke said:

What you say here strikes me as true and from the heart, and yet it´s also something I struggle with.  Gay men aren´t known for their steadfastly monogamous ways and my own life hasn´t strayed far from the culturally recognized pattern: I´ve had my share of sexual experiences in which bodies connected without a corresponding connection of psyches and souls.  My personal experience is that this feels icky.

I am not a man that finds science and its theories proof of anything because what is true today, will be false tomorrow. I relate to your "booty call" expression of "icky." In my opinion, I don't think sex was meant to be misused, although I have contributed to the exploitation of another for my own gain. I wanted the outcome more than the relationship. I was in it for me, and for most, the sperm receiver for the night  was in it for them...she wanted a future and was willing to give sex for love and I was willing to give "love" for sex. Now, I was not a block of ice. In the moment, I truly thought that I could maintain a marriage and children, and have a girlfriend on the side. And if sex was a gift given, that much better for me. Eventually, the woman concluded that what she wanted, me, was not going to happen even when she tried going off the pill and then thought she caught me unawares. Living two lives brought me to my knees spiritually, emotionally, and psychologically. This happened because I tried to dissociate from the truth. Eventually, it destroyed my marriage too. Recovery could not ward off years of being a part time husband and father. It hurt everyone. 

So Liminal_luke, if it feels like your associates are trying to guilt you into following their lead, get away from them. Their misery needs company and support to keep the charade going. 

Yes, a moment's pleasure has consequences. It is an "icky" feeling to use another. 

This all happened in my 20's. I am now 73 and am experiencing Karma through ED. But this is a gratitude. If I were still sexually active, I would have missed the  spiritual awakening of learning to respect a female for herself, and not how good she is in bed. I have been married for eight years to a most honestly beautiful woman I have ever met. 

4 hours ago, manitou said:

 

 

 

Have you tried exercising the vocal chords?

I don't sing because it annoys my wife. I practice guitar occasionally, but you have to do it daily to keep the callouses from softening. Guitar does not have the same meaning it did when I was in my 50's. I was living with a woman for 15 years who enjoyed guitar. She bought me an signed Alvarez. When we met in '68 it was the basis of our connection with each other. I learned "Happy together" for her.

It would take me a month to get ready for an audience, but there is no audience to get ready for. The last time I put time in for an audience was for my sister's birthday party. I also had an opportunity to jam with my nephew. He now has his own band. 

I can still hit notes, but working at it is not going to take me anywhere. Too much work for a 73 year old with a boyish body 

Brown bird scamper away

Lonely are we 

Sunset covers all that we see

Silence...

Watching Robert De Niro trying to be a Night Time Host. 

In the context of Catholicism, the crucifixion is how this religion controls its members. It is how they guilt man to keep coming back, keep confessing, and of course keep financially supporting the Church. As you come into a Catholic Church people are reminded of "what they did to this man, Jesus, through sin."

What impressed me at the time I watched this movie was the steady build up tension centered around punishing honesty and integrity. What impressed me was how it is that it touched my inner connection with one person, who allowed himself to not fight back, but endure. Subsequent to the movie, I researched medical and physical abuses this man endured without dying before he reached Calvary. I thought that he should have bled out from the lacerations. But the Romans were experts in extending the torture to life or death. (See below).

There are mistakes in reporting where Jesus was nailed. They should have shown his legs nailed to the sides of the tree he died on. Please read the article below. 

Yes, I was a sheep that followed the Church into insanity because I believed at the time it could show me the way to freedom and salvation. 

Today, I believe in nothing and everything. 

Do you remember the gentleman who thought he had a special relationship with bears. He tried to introduce his significant other to his life style. Unfortunately, a rogue bear took both their lives. I have often thought what bravery his significant other manifested in trying to beat the bear off of him (Timothy Treadwell). She gave her life for him. Imagine overcoming self preservation for another. 

Thinking of social wolves as more trustworthy gives me pause to doubt. Even wolf/dogs cannot control their instinct to behave like a wolf. The shift from dog to wolf happens in a second. It is hard to control for this. 

How about when Wolf Man introduced his girlfriend to the pack?

Did you see the circus bear which was muzzled, attack his trainer by forcing him down while getting on top of him. A man standing by, kicked the bear in the face several times before it got of the trainer. 

We talk of dogs and our cultural relationship with them. It can be fascinating. 

Do your best, have fun

Clumsily run chasing 

Brown bird scamper

I read something about the domestication of dogs as part of the thread. I have a vivid imagination and therefore fantasize about early man in a cave with his family and a dog or two. Now I am imagining that dogs attempting to trust the hand of a pre-human was much like "Dances with Wolves" attempt at trying to feed the wolf that came to his Post from time to time. The wolf was tentative but eventually took the morsel of food that was offered to him. It is matter of reinforcing good behaviors. But again, imagine how long that must have taken in an evolutionary sense to gain the trust of a wild animal where he would come inside and share a campfire, and respect the alpha male as alpha. If you watched the documentary on the Wolf Man, it teaches that getting the wolf pups when they are pups is an ideal time to integrate a man into a wolf's environment. He literally had to behave like their mother would to begin with, then get the pups to accept and accept that he was the dominant male wolf. But what is interesting is that when he took a short sabbatical from the pack, there was a shift in the dynamics and roles of the pack. When Wolf Man returned to the pack, he was no longer accepted as the alpha male. A new one had emerged. And that male had to show dominance over him buy standing on top of the Wolf Man, with teeth showing while salivating. The wolf positioned himself much to close to the Wolf Man's jugular. Moreover, not only was the new Alpha wolf defending his new roll with Wolf Man, but also defended his new role against another male wolf in the pack. Anything could have happened in the confusion and heat of the moment. Wolfman survived unscathed. 

Ms. Taomeow, I would guess that you are an intellectual and scholar of Anthropology...probably majored in it and wrote a thesis regarding the above. It would be difficult for most or all common men to discourse on this topic, but interesting to listen to and learn from you. 

It would be like my picking a topic from a Sociology course I taught at the University level and expect my audience to respond intellectually...unless they too were of equal interest in their pursuit of knowledge and the etiology of man.

For me, I would expect to see eyes glazed over. Even after three hours of Continuing Education, I too, squirm in my seat. I wish I could get up and leave, but then I would not get the Certification letter needed to prove to the Licensing body that I was there. Otherwise, I wouldn't go. I have been attending CEU's since 2000.

I suppose I could relate to your interests in that I found it an interesting subject to teach regarding the development of the family going back to pre-human days. I think the course I taught was Marriage and Family. 

I put your subject up in my browser and found your original post. So, in my eyes that makes you famous. I am impressed. 

I do not have the background to anything substantial, so I will just listen. 

Does it have to make sense. Syllables are hard for me to understand.