Musings on my life
Sometimes I just need to say it, maybe not verbally, but the thoughts need to escape. Here they will find that refuge to escape to, and hopefully someone will be out there to listen when they do.
Monday, January 2, 2017
2017? Part two - realistic three dog tattoo
They sometimes say that tattoo's are addictive. I'm the latest junkie. Soon after getting Sydney on my skin, I said "self, now what about Murphy, Lucy and Oakley?" "You know that you have to get them on your skin also." "Do you get small tattoos on your legs? "Maybe try to turn that arm into a dog sleeve?" So, the mind goes back to work. First, decide, do you want three more dog photos? Looking at more Google images, there are a couple of tattoos with multiple dogs, grouped together, and I decide that this is the route that I'd like to follow. And of course, I'd like to do it at the end of the year, while I'm planning to use some of my vacation time anyway. Today, was the last day of that period, by the way, our holiday from work for New Years.
Next step; I go through, literally, thousands of photos of these three, looking for photos of each that I like best. I narrow the list and come up with three photos that I like, that I feel represent each dogs personality in some way, and hopefully, three that will work together.
Off again, to search for an artist. Obviously, I email the artist who did Sydney, but also check with some of the others before, all of whom were highly recommended. I also check with a few artists who I did not talk to before. I suspect this is all an exercise in futility, as there is only around a month, maybe a little less, to get an appointment with someone, and I expect most, if not all, to be booked beyond that time. Maybe another cancellation? After about a week, I still haven't heard from the guy who did my first ink, so I go meet with one of the new people on my list. The shop had been recommended by someone, but not the specific artist, an older gentleman, who has been tattoing for over twenty years. He has a free day when I'd like to do this too. He said that he could do what I wanted, liked the photos that I brought in, and offered to work on the art without a deposit (something that is usually required.) I say, I can't completely commit, but will let him know. The next day, I call and tell him to go ahead with the artwork, and we schedule a consultation/fitting for the following week. On the way home, second thoughts hit, and I call back, asking how soon he would need to start on the artwork. He tells me "the end of the week", so I tell him to wait until then before investing any time. By the end of the week, I call back and tell him to proceed, but still have this hesitation about proceeding. Why? First, he had a portfolio, good art in fact, but it was old. He told me at one point that he doesn't take photos of his work anymore and hasn't in years. Now this can simply mean that he doesn't need to "sell" his work anymore and gets all he wants from repeat business, referrals and reputation. It could also mean something bad, but I won't even go there, assuming the first to be the case here. Also, in the portfolio he does have, none of it is realistic portrait work. That is a little more concerning. He claimed to be very good at animal portrait work, and he critiqued (which I didn't mind) my earlier tattoo, bringing up the fact that he would have used shading to do the tattoo, rather than so much linework. Also, I wondered why he had open time, when these other artists were booked weeks past this. Bottom line, I wasn't confident, and realized that I was trying to get the tattoo done at a certain time rather than get the best tattoo. I agonized over this during the weekend, and by late Saturday had decided that I would call the guy I had scheduled with on Monday and tell him to stop.
Having made this decision, I was relieved, but at the same time, knew this was an ideal time to get a tattoo this large, being able to be off work for 11 days, almost the entire initial healing period. I decided to Google search again. Google has turned out to be my tattoo friend. I search, "best portrait tattoo, Raleigh" thinking that Raleigh artists will probably be of a higher quality. Number three on the list is Inkslingers in Cary. I looked online, and without going into a full explanation, the name had been changed to Red Leaf Tattoo. The have an Instagram account, with many photos, and the work I see there, is as good as any I have seen in NC, and best of all, both artists have excellent portrait work of Wolves, which are close enough to dogs for me, as well as a fabulous tiger by one of them. So, thinking it won't be possible to get an appointment in 2016, I message them on Facebook, with the photos I hoped to use, asking about the possibility of doing something. A short time later I get a message to call the shop. I call, and actually say during the conversation, "I'm sure you don't have any openings left this year", and he said "when are you thinking about doing this." I tell him the perfect day, and he comes back saying that the preceding day is open. Not that there is free time, the DAY is open, so this could be done in one sitting, maybe eight hours. We schedule a consultation for early the next week, Wednesday, I believe, and of course it has to be at 8:30, so I have to come all the way home from Durham and then drive all the way back to Cary, not to mention get up at 5 the next morning. I am a creature of habit and dread messing with my sleep routine!
Second thoughts creep in again. Why is there open time, just a few weeks away, for a shop with the portfolio this place has? Still haven't figured that out. I cancel with the first guy ( he didn't actually work the day I called, so I left a message, though he did call later, and I did lie, saying that it was actually a money issue at the current time.) Off I go to the consultation, early, as I have a tendency to do, and especially after the first fiasco with the Durham Freeway a virtual parking lot. Of course, there is no traffic problems and I'm about thirty minutes early and prepared to sit and wait. However, soon after I arrive, Lee, the artist and shop owner, pops out from the back and is actually holding preliminary artwork. In all honesty, this helped sell me. He seemed anxious to do this ink. The size was actually good for my arm, and the layout was pleasing.
He briefly describes his ideas for execution, and I ask if he feels confident he can pull off the realism of my first tattoo. He said something to the effect of "I can't guarantee" (he is Chinese, with good English skills, but not always able to communicate fully) and I say "Hmmm, you're supposed to make me feel confident, not worried." I can't remember the whole conversation that followed, but he did make me feel more confident, and he did have that awesome portfolio. So the time came, if I wanted the appointment, it was time to leave a deposit. I decided to trust my instincts and go forward, so I left him with (unrefundable) money, and he pulled out the appointment book. He asked when and I reminded him of our prior conversation and the appointment for Dec. 21. He looked and said he already had someone scheduled (made the appointment earlier that day) at 5:30 on that day. The next available was later in my vacation, which would limit healing time, so I said, we would just have to look at doing it later the next year. He countered, by offering to open on the 20th (they are closed on Tuesdays) and do it on the day they are closed, if he couldn't get the other appointment changed to a different day. I agreed, after repeatedly asking for sure that he was really OK with doing that, so we set the appointment for tentatively on the 20th possibly moving to the 21st. Luckily, he was able to get the other appointment moved and I got the 21st.
I was again, slightly hesitant, and was slightly bothered that Oakley's paw was missing from the artwork, the stick just seemingly floating there. I even tried to get him to change that part, but he said it would disrupt the flow, so I eventually decided to let him be the artist, and not get on his bad side, and just let the matter lie. Other than that though, I was actually fairly comfortable and confident in the anticipated outcome.
Finally, the day arrived. I left work at 12 and off to Cary I went. It was actually a horrible day. My supervisor scheduled me to replace a yard hydrant, we opened the old one to see if the water was off, it was still on and the old hydrant would not shut back off. None of the valves prior to the hydrant shut off completely either, so hours went by, and I got pretty anxious. Eventually, the water to the entire plant was shut off, and we cut the pipe, but it was still draining down an hour later, with only a hour left until 12. We finally came up with a way to glue the pipe with the water still running, and were able to get a new valve in and the water back on with 30 minutes to spare. Too close for comfort and way too stressful.
I arrived at the tattoo shop, quite a nice place, by the way, and Lee was still setting up. After about 20 minutes he called me back and we began. He took a short break every hour or so, so again, I never had to ask. The upper, outer arm, is supposedly much less sensitive than the inner forearm, and for the most part there was less discomfort, but there were still plenty of mildly painful moments, especially when he went over areas already inked to darken them. All in all though, six and a half hours were very manageable, and I could have gone longer. He started on Oakley, and during the first break he left the room, and I got up, went to the mirror with the iPad and took a photo which I posted on FaceBook. Anggie commented "I already love it." and from that point, not necessarily her comment, but what I saw, I was very relaxed and confident in the final result to come. Every break, I was more and more pleased, but at the end, when he did his final touching up and highlighting, this tattoo literally transformed into a work of art. I am beyond pleased, and am already asking him if he will be willing to improve Sydney, as well as considering the future ink that is to come. I'm fully addicted now.
Partially healed above
Fresh tattoo, just completed
https://www.instagram.com/p/BOTKrvJhoII/?taken-by=redleaftattoostudio
2017?
So, this prompted me to move forward to get some ink on my own body, something that I have wanted to do for a long time, much too long to even estimate. So, why had I never gotten any tattoo's before? I have long wanted something on my body somewhere, and could have started with small, insignificant art, somewhere inconspicuous on my body, but that type of random body art has never had any real appeal to me. I have always loved big pieces and full sleeves, but the hodgepodge of random symbols holds no attraction for me. So, I suppose in my conscious mind, I was looking for something that was so important to me, I would want it on my body forever, and would cherish it as long as I lived. Nothing ever clicked though, and that is bizarre in hindsight. Maybe, the subconscious mind wasn't as confident about getting a tattoo as the subconscious. And also the factor of social stigma, I'm sure played a role. I have worked in the construction industry most of my life, so ink is not unfamiliar in this career, but in the last several years I had moved into more of a management role, and it could have been perfectly acceptable, but then again, maybe not. I never really consciously thought about it.
Back to my bizarre hindsight. After my wife got a tattoo, I knew I just had to get something. Again, this is something I have long desired, and she gets one first. Google images to the rescue. Still thinking, "this has to have real meaning for me, always", I search Google images. Not sure what the search term was, as I tried many, but in one search, a very realistic portrait of a dog appears, and the lightbulb is energized. DOGS! Wow, now that's something meaningful to me, and something that always will, until the day I die, or dementia steals my memory, which is a story for another day. Maybe, if that happens, I'll still enjoy looking at the dogs on my arm, even if I have no idea who they were. Dogs? Yes, I did say dogs, plural. It didn't begin that way, but remember, we are only talking November and there was a whole month left over in 2016.
Now that I had the idea in my head, I plowed ahead like a bull in a china shop. Sydney! Now that is one meaningful thing in my life, though she has been gone for many years now. Of course, I found a great tattoo idea, and talked to several tattoo artists (in a matter of a few days, bull in a china shop style), but was told repeatedly that they could not make the design that I had in mind work, with the photos that I had. Sadly, I realized that Sydney was with me while I was still using film cameras, and I did not take the multitude of photos that exist of the three current dogs, so there was a very limited choice of photos to use for a portrait. Maybe if I'd been more patient, I may have found a true artist who would have actually drawn fresh artwork and made the original idea work, but at the time, I wanted to get the ink on me. The decision was pushed partially because of timing. All of the artists that I had met with were booked a month or more in advance, but one of them, in fact, I believe the first that I met with, at a shop close to where I work, called and told me he had a cancellation later in the week, and the appointment was mine if I wanted it. I accepted and he worked up the art, from what he considered the best photo that I had. I never actually saw the artwork until I arrived for my appointment, which I was even late for, as the Durham Freeway was a parking lot and It took nearly twenty minutes to get to the next exit, and then I had to drive through town, along with all of the other traffic which also got off of the freeway.
The artwork was basically the photo I had provided, which he used to make a template to put the outline and highlight areas on my skin. Now if anyone says tattoos do not "hurt" I suppose one could agree, as pain is subjective. There is quite a bit of discomfort and irritation, and some parts do hurt, but it's a manageable pain, meaning the pain level is fairly low, much like a severe abrasion at times and a slight laceration at other times, but the majority of the time, it's just discomfort. Reading, after the fact, the inner forearm is one of the more sensitive ares, so I feel that I handled the discomfort well, never asking for any breaks. Of course, the artist had a couple of smoke breaks and once for a brief consultation, and without them, maybe I would have asked for a short break. Around three hours later, my Sydney tattoo was complete.
I had been watching most of the tattoo application, as it was happening, and was very impressed by the fact that it really looked like Sydney. Having all of that brindle coloring actually made it easier to make get realism in her portrait. On another level, it was probably more difficult, as it involved a lot of fine line work, rather than shading, and those single needles hurt substantially more, I now know. After he finished, I got my first complete frontal look in the mirror, which is s completely different perspective than looking upside down at my arm from an angle, and I was thrilled at how good it looked. I was wrapped with plastic wrap, sent home and given aftercare instructions. I drove home and my wife was thrilled with the tattoo also. Being me, of course I had to post a photo to Facebook, and others commented on how good it looked, but later, the same people commented that the photos did not do the actual ink justice, and people at work also commented on how good it looked.
The saga will continue in part two to follow.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
We have a new addition to our home, Lucy, another dog of unknown origin. She was adopted from New Rattitude Rat Terrier Rescue, the same organization that we adopted Murphy from, but I'm not so sure of what breed she actually is, or is most dominant in her.
More important though, Sydney has gone from our lives, and it has been one of the saddest events in my life. More to follow....
Friday, February 25, 2011
Murphy Update
It's odd. Being laid off from my job, I should have time to "muse" more often, but I seem to look at the same jobs over and over again all day instead. Today, I'm going to "muse" though.
Murphy has become a welcome addition to our lives. He has brought me a couple of really good laughs today which I am going to share. I decided, since Sydney was asleep, to let him ride with me on my trip this morning to the grocery store. In many ways, it was a typical Murphy ride, he bounced from side to side of the truck, me panicking every time he pressed the automatic window button, and grabbing him before he could make a foolish decision, to jumping on me to be able to see above the dashboard. This contrasted strongly to Sydney's ride with me to go visit my mother, earlier this week, when she tended to lie on the seat most of the time. He, I have to admit was a very good boy. He did no damage at all to my truck while left unattended for 20 minutes or so, even though part of that time was with groceries in the truck, when I had to return to the store for something that I had forgotten. (POM, for the Pomegranate margaritas) Proud or not, my evil side took over on the ride home, and as he was standing on the passenger seat, with his front paws on the dash, I just had to hit the windshield wiper switch, which scared the poor little guy to death. He managed to reach my lap before the wiper had hardly begun it's travel. He has this modified "big dog mentality", acting brave and aggressive until actually confronted, then he runs for protection. He's fine; It was only a matter of seconds until he was running back and forth once more.
Later this afternoon, I got a call from one of our subcontractors who wanted to come by and receive payment for a couple of jobs. As one dog can't hear and will casually stroll in front or behind a moving vehicle, and the other chases after them, I thought I'd let the two dogs out to roam and back inside before he arrived. It's been windy this afternoon, blowing occasionally in the 40 mph range. Murphy was running around the corner of the house as one of the big gusts came through, and it literally blew him over. 12 pounds isn't much anchor against a 40+ mph wind gust. Again, he's fine, even his ego doesn't seem bruised, but I'm grateful for the laughs he has provided me today.
Another interesting aspect of Murphy's life recently, is his burrowing instinct. Several weeks ago, we began to let him on the "people" bed after his supper, until bed time when he goes into his crate. He insists on burrowing under the blanket on the bed, frequently completely covered, and often with it wrapped around him in a tangled mess. It is an absolutely adorable thing to watch. He is such a good boy though, that at the correct time each night, when bed time arrives, he jumps down and goes into his crate by himself.....where more often than not, I cover him with his sheet which he has in there. Murphy is certainly a special boy.
Sydney is doing well. As well as a dog her age can be expect to be anyway. She gave us quite a scare a short time ago though. I didn't see it happen, but apparently she was running (trotting would be more accurate) toward the house and collapsed on the ground. We stayed with her outside for a little while, then I carried her inside, where I stayed and held her for over an hour. Her heart rate was extremely slow, but she slowly recovered, and by late the next day, you would have never guessed that anything had happened. No dwelling on what will eventually happen. She seems happy and doesn't show that she is in any real pain, other than the joint pain that all of us suffer as we age, so I'm hoping this will continue.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Article I - The Legislative Branch / Section 8 - Powers of Congress
The Congress shall have Power To lay and collect Taxes, Duties, Imposts and Excises, to pay the Debts and provide for the common Defense and general Welfare of the United States; but all Duties, Imposts and Excises shall be uniform throughout the United States;
To borrow money on the credit of the United States;
To regulate Commerce with foreign Nations, and among the several States, and with the Indian Tribes;
To establish an uniform Rule of Naturalization, and uniform Laws on the subject of Bankruptcies throughout the United States;
To coin Money, regulate the Value thereof, and of foreign Coin, and fix the Standard of Weights and Measures;
To provide for the Punishment of counterfeiting the Securities and current Coin of the United States;
To establish Post Offices and Post Roads;
To promote the Progress of Science and useful Arts, by securing for limited Times to Authors and Inventors the exclusive Right to their respective Writings and Discoveries;
To constitute Tribunals inferior to the supreme Court;
To define and punish Piracies and Felonies committed on the high Seas, and Offenses against the Law of Nations;
To declare War, grant Letters of Marque and Reprisal, and make Rules concerning Captures on Land and Water;
To raise and support Armies, but no Appropriation of Money to that Use shall be for a longer Term than two Years;
To provide and maintain a Navy;
To make Rules for the Government and Regulation of the land and naval Forces;
To provide for calling forth the Militia to execute the Laws of the Union, suppress Insurrections and repel Invasions;
To provide for organizing, arming, and disciplining, the Militia, and for governing such Part of them as may be employed in the Service of the United States, reserving to the States respectively, the Appointment of the Officers, and the Authority of training the Militia according to the discipline prescribed by Congress;
To exercise exclusive Legislation in all Cases whatsoever, over such District (not exceeding ten Miles square) as may, by Cession of particular States, and the acceptance of Congress, become the Seat of the Government of the United States, and to exercise like Authority over all Places purchased by the Consent of the Legislature of the State in which the Same shall be, for the Erection of Forts, Magazines, Arsenals, dock-Yards, and other needful Buildings; And
To make all Laws which shall be necessary and proper for carrying into Execution the foregoing Powers, and all other Powers vested by this Constitution in the Government of the United States, or in any Department or Officer thereof.
Now I'm no scholar of constitutional law, but is there any need for constitutional law anyway? Was the document not written in simple language, for the common man to be able to read and feel secure with his natural rights? It's true, in some ways the generations of the founding period were better educated than those today. No, there weren't public schools for all, but most, even farmers isolated from much of society, owned and read books written during the age of enlightenment, and Greek classics, books which led to the thought which created the mindset of revolution and liberty. No, A degree and years of study led by, most likely biased, professors, isn't needed to read and understand the US Constitution; You need simply to read the words as written, and with a little study of the Federalist and Anti-Federalist papers, along with understanding of word meanings during the period, you should be able to understand the meaning of the document well.
You will surely note from the above section, Power is granted to Congress, and then powers are enumerated. Obviously, these enumerated powers, define the intended role of Congress, and as well, limit the authority of Congress. The "general Welfare" clause is one of the most controversial clause's contained within this section. Not the "good and welfare" clause, as John Conyers, a member of Congress, who is supposed to vote on law, based on the Constitution, assumes it to be. Perhaps he should first learn what the document actually says and means. What does this clause mean? As Congress and the courts now interpret it, it includes any legislation which can be construed in some way to be for the general welfare of the people? Or perhaps should it be read, as pertaining to the general welfare, based on the enumerated powers listed after the clause. To begin maybe we should see how welfare was defined around this period? Webster says, "Exemption from any unusual evil or calamity; the enjoyment of peace and prosperity, or the ordinary blessings of society and civil government" (Webster’s American Dictionary of the English Language, 1828).
James Madison, the father of the Constitution said “With respect to the words general welfare, I have always regarded them as qualified by the detail of powers connected with them. To take them in a literal and unlimited sense would be a metamorphosis of the Constitution into a character which there is a host of proofs was not contemplated by its creators.” Madison also is quoted, "The powers delegated by the proposed Constitution to the federal government are few and defined. Those which are to remain in the State governments are numerous and indefinite. The former will be exercised principally on external objects, as war, peace, negotiation and foreign commerce." Another Madison quote of 1792 reads "If Congress can employ money indefinitely to the general welfare, and are the sole and supreme judges of the general welfare, they may take the care of religion into their own hands; they may appoint teachers in every State, county and parish and pay them out of their public treasury; they may take into their own hands the education of children, establishing in like manner schools throughout the Union; they may assume the provision of the poor; they may undertake the regulation of all roads other than post-roads; in short, every thing, from the highest object of state legislation down to the most minute object of police, would be thrown under the power of Congress... Were the power of Congress to be established in the latitude contended for, it would subvert the very foundations, and transmute the very nature of the limited Government established by the people of America." Madison in Federalist No. 41 "...it will be proper to review the several powers conferred on the government of the Union; and that this may be the more conveniently done they may be reduced into different classes as they relate to the following different objects: 1. Security against foreign danger; 2. Regulation of the intercourse with foreign nations; 3. Maintenance of harmony and proper intercourse among the States; 4. Certain miscellaneous objects of general utility; 5. Restraint of the States from certain injurious acts; 6. Provisions for giving due efficacy to all these powers." and later "For what purpose could the enumeration of particular powers be inserted, if these and all others were meant to be included in the preceding general power?" Perhaps Madison's draft of the 9th Amendment should have been used "The exceptions here or elsewhere in the constitution, made in favor of particular rights, shall not be so construed as to diminish the just importance of other rights retained by the people; or as to enlarge the powers delegated by the constitution; but either as actual limitations of such powers, or as inserted merely for greater caution."
In Federalist No. 83, Alexander Hamilton said: ...The plan of the [constitutional] convention declares that the power of Congress…shall extend to certain enumerated cases. This specification of particulars evidently excludes all pretension to a general legislative authority, because an affirmative grant of special powers would be absurd, as well as useless, if a general authority was intended..."
Thomas Jefferson in a letter to William Johnson, 1823, said "The capital and leading object of the Constitution was to leave with the States all authorities which respected their own citizens only and to transfer to the United States those which respected citizens of foreign or other States; to make us several as to ourselves, but one as to all others. In the latter case, then, constructions should lean to the general jurisdiction if the words will bear it, and in favor of the States in the former if possible to be so construed." Another Jefferson quote in the Draft Kentucky Resolutions, 1798 "The construction applied... to those parts of the Constitution of the United States which delegate to Congress a power "to lay and collect taxes, duties, imports, and excises, to pay the debts, and provide for the common defence and general welfare of the United States," and "to make all laws which shall be necessary and proper for carrying into execution the powers vested by the Constitution in the government of the United States, or in any department or officer thereof," goes to the destruction of all limits prescribed to [the General Government's] power by the Constitution... Words meant by the instrument to be subsidiary only to the execution of limited powers ought not to be construed as themselves to give unlimited powers, nor a part to be so taken as to destroy the whole residue of that instrument." Thomas Jefferson in a letter to William Branch Giles, 1825 "Aided by a little sophistry on the words "general welfare," [the federal branch claim] a right to do not only the acts to effect that which are specifically enumerated and permitted, but whatsoever they shall think or pretend will be for the general welfare." Thomas Jefferson in his Opinion on National Bank, 1791. "They are not to do anything they please to provide for the general welfare, but only to lay taxes for that purpose. To consider the latter phrase not as describing the purpose of the first, but as giving a distinct and independent power to do any act they please which might be for the good of the Union, would render all the preceding and subsequent enumerations of power completely useless. It would reduce the whole instrument to a single phrase, that of instituting a Congress with power to do whatever would be for the good of the United States; and, as they would be the sole judges of the good or evil, it would be also a power to do whatever evil they please... Certainly no such universal power was meant to be given them. It was intended to lace them up straitly within the enumerated powers and those without which, as means, these powers could not be carried into effect." Thomas Jefferson in a letter to Albert Gallatin, 1817, "Our tenet ever was... that Congress had not unlimited powers to provide for the general welfare, but were restrained to those specifically enumerated, and that, as it was never meant that they should provide for that welfare but by the exercise of the enumerated powers, so it could not have been meant they should raise money for purposes which the enumeration did not place under their action; consequently, that the specification of powers is a limitation of the purposes for which they may raise money." Thomas Jefferson to Spencer Roane, 1815. "I hope our courts will never countenance the sweeping pretensions which have been set up under the words 'general defence and public welfare.' These words only express the motives which induced the Convention to give to the ordinary legislature certain specified powers which they enumerate, and which they thought might be trusted to the ordinary legislature, and not to give them the unspecified also; or why any specification? They could not be so awkward in language as to mean, as we say, 'all and some.' And should this construction prevail, all limits to the federal government are done away."
Even after the founding period, the spirit was still alive for some time; Davey Crocket while serving as a member of Congress supposedly made a speech concerning a bill providing money to a naval officers widow, containing the following "I have as much respect for the memory of the deceased, and as much sympathy for the sufferings of the living, if suffering there be, as any man in this House, but we must not permit our respect for the dead or our sympathy for a part of the living to lead us into an act of injustice to the balance of the living. I will not go into an argument to prove that Congress has no power to appropriate this money as an act of charity. Every member upon this floor knows it. We have the right, as individuals, to give away as much of our own money as we please in charity; but as members of Congress we have no right so to appropriate a dollar of the public money.
President Franklin Pierce in a veto message in 1854 said, "I shall not discuss at length the question of power sometimes claimed for the General Government under the clause of the eighth section of the Constitution, which gives Congress the power "to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts, and excises, to pay debts and provide for the common defense and general welfare of the United States," because if it has not already been settled upon sound reason and authority it never will be. I take the received and just construction of that article, as if written to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts, and excises in order to pay the debts and in order to provide for the common defense and general welfare. It is not a substantive general power to provide for the welfare of the United States, but is a limitation on the grant of power to raise money by taxes, duties, and imposts. If it were otherwise, all the rest of the Constitution, consisting of carefully enumerated and cautiously guarded grants of specific powers, would have been useless, if not delusive. It would be impossible in that view to escape from the conclusion that these were inserted only to mislead for the present, and, instead of enlightening and defining the pathway of the future, to involve its action in the mazes of doubtful construction. Such a conclusion the character of the men who framed that sacred instrument will never permit us to form. Indeed, to suppose it susceptible of any other construction would be to consign all the rights of the States and of the people of the States to the mere discretion of Congress, and thus to clothe the Federal Government with authority to control the sovereign States, by which they would have been dwarfed into provinces or departments and all sovereignty vested in an absolute consolidated central power, against which the spirit of liberty has so often and in so many countries struggled in vain. In my judgment you can not by tributes to humanity make any adequate compensation for the wrong you would inflict by removing the sources of power and political action from those who are to be thereby affected. If the time shall ever arrive when, for an object appealing, however strongly, to our sympathies, the dignity of the States shall bow to the dictation of Congress by conforming their legislation thereto, when the power and majesty and honor of those who created shall become subordinate to the thing of their creation, I but feebly utter my apprehensions when I express my firm conviction that we shall see "the beginning of the end."
President Grover Cleveland in 1887 vetoing a bill providing for drought relief, "I can find no warrant for such an appropriation in the Constitution, and I do not believe that the power and duty of the General Government ought to be extended to the relief of individual suffering which is in no manner properly related to the public service or benefit. A prevelent tendency to disregard the limited mission of this power and duty should, I think, be steadfastly resisted, to the end that the lesson should be constantly enforced that though the people support the Government, the Government should not support the people.”...
“The friendliness and charity of our countrymen can always be relied upon to relieve thier fellow-citizens in misfortune. This has been repeatedly and quite lately demonstrated. Federal aid in such cases encourages the expectation of paternal care on the part of the Government and weakens the sturdiness of our national character, while it prevents the indulgence among our people of that kindly sentiment and conduct which strengthens the bonds of a common brotherhood.”
These are simply a few examples, of which there are many, which make clear the intended role of the federal government, limited and defined. We have almost certainly passed beyond the point from which we can ever return to the constitutional government intended and contracted with the people, without another revolution and re-organization. If all of the unconstitutional laws were to be struck down at once, society would be in disarray. However, we do need to make incremental changes to reduce the power of the federal government over our lives and liberty. If government needs to be kept at it's current levels, transfer power to the states where possible, and where constitutionally it should be. At the state level, move power to the counties when possible, and in the counties move it to the local level. Bring the power back closer to the people, where it can be more closely monitored and checked when it becomes abusive. Educate yourself. Don't rely on being taught by others who will bring a certain bias to any information passed on, but learn for yourself; There is a vast amount of information available. Learn what liberty truly means, liberty in it's classical sense as understood by the founders, and ask yourself, how much liberty has be usurped from the individual. We have become serfs to a bloated bureaucracy which controls or legislates almost every activity in our lives. This is not being free. With the massive spending programs and expansion of the federal bureaucracy in the last several years, which you have allowed by your silence, you have either mortgaged the future of your children and grandchildren to an even higher level of servitude than you have experienced, or began the downfall of the great experiment called The United States of America. Unconstitutional entitlement programs are un-fundable at this point, wars are continually waged which have little to do with our sovereign security, federal departments are ruling over every minute detail f your lives, and revenues will never be able to keep up. President’s Commission on Fiscal Responsibility and Reform has already began speaking of doubling tax revenues as a short term fix, without drastic cuts. The International Monetary Fund in July, basically stated that the US is bankrupt and can not meet it's financial obligations as currently organized; Either massive tax increases or massive cuts in spending need to be accomplished to possibly recover from the current debt and unfunded liabilities. Is this the world you wish to leave to your children? Life is going to be rough any direction we take, but the time has come to pay the bill. Vote wisely, not just this year, not just in 2012, but for the remainder of your lives. The time for apathy has past, learn the history, learn the problems, and learn how we can begin to restore America!
Amendment 9: The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights, shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the people.
Amendment 10: The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people.
“Government is instituted to protect property of every sort.... This being the end of government, that alone is not a just government which impartially secures to every man, whatever is his own.… That is not a just government, nor is property secure under it, where the property which a man has in his personal safety and personal liberty is violated by arbitrary seizures of one class of citizens for the service of the rest.” (James Madison, The Complete Madison, p. 267.)
Sunday, August 15, 2010
The Art of Racing In The Rain
The story returns to Sydney for the moment. All is well. She's older for sure. She's slower and weaker, but she still has a good life (I believe). A former client from work, who has become a friend, loaned me her copy of "The Art of Racing In The Rain", giving it rave reviews. She knows me as a dog lover of course, as we often talked about Sydney while I was working for them. They also are dog lovers, with a beautiful Golden Retriever, who goes by the name of Tatry, who became my friend too. In fact, we had worked for them years ago, when Tatry was a little girl, so we have a history. It's odd. Sometimes I associate jobs I have worked on by the dogs who reside there, more so than the people.
I could say that I thought this was the greatest book ever, but that would not be true. I personally did not think the story flowed very well at times, and personally I would have focused more on the life of the dog, but as I said, I often remember the dogs more favorably than the people I meet, so I'm probably not the best judge. The beginning of the book had me hooked for sure; "Gestures are all I have; sometimes they must be grand in nature. And while I occasionally step over the line into the world of the melodramatic, it is what I must do in order to communicate clearly and effectively."....."And that's why I'm here now waiting for Denny to come home - he should be here soon - lying on the cool tiles of the kitchen floor in a puddle of my own urine. I'm old. And while I'm very capable of getting older, that's not the way I want to go out." Wow! I'm not a dog, and yes, I do have a tendency to credit dogs with human emotions, so to me, this really put me in the dog's mind and set my mind for the rest of the story. Unfortunately, for me, the story didn't live up to it's beginning. I think if the book could have been longer, and explored the story more thoroughly, it would have worked, but the brevity made it seem like filler to me, bridging the beginning and ending of the book, but not as well as it could have. The ending, like the beginning, was worth reading the book, which by the way, is a quick easy read anyway. "I force myself to wag my tail, and I really shouldn't have, because the wagging jostles my bladder and I feel warm droplets of urine splash my feet. "It's okay, boy," he says. "I've got it." He cleans up my mess and tears me a piece of pancake. I take it in my mouth, but I can't chew it, I can't taste it. It sits on my tongue limply until it finally falls out of my mouth and onto the floor....I don't want to force him to take me on a one-way visit to the vet. He loves me so much. The worst thing I could possibly do to Denny is make him hurt me....he reaches down out of instinct; we've been together so long...The touch of a man. My legs buckle and I fall.... He turns off the fire under the frying pan. He places his hand over my heart. The beating that he feels, if he feels anything at all, is not strong."
How many times have I laid down with Sydney, my head on her chest, listening to her heart murmur? Will she go in a similar fashion, slowly growing weaker, all the while trying to please me, until her body finally fails? The selfish part of me hopes so. I don't relish the thought of having to make the decision that her life is no longer worth living. Today, she is doing well. No she can't run like she used to, a slow trot is the most to be expected. Her hearing is questionable, though she does seem to hear things she wants to. Fortunately, she does seem to still see well, and her sense of smell is still there. Medication has seemed to alleviate a lot of her joint pains, and she doesn't seem to struggle when getting up as much any more, and she still has a lot of love to give and certainly much more to receive. I doubt she has these fabulous thoughts in her head, it's actually preposterous, but I'll keep my fantasies anyway. She can dream of being reincarnated as a human, and I will continue my dream of being reincarnated as a dog.
Would I recommend the book? Absolutely. If you made it through this post, or any of my posts for that matter, you probably have an affinity for our canine friends, and if that is the case, you will enjoy the book.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Murphy's arrival
Murphy had a long day! When I first began looking at dogs that the Rat Terrier rescue, New Rattitude, had available for adoption, I was looking at Gizmo, if you remember, from a previous post. He was located in Morganton, NC, 150 miles away, which at the time, I thought was a good distance to travel. The rescue group does look for volunteers to drive parts of the route though, and if possible, no one needs drive more than approximately 70 miles. However, when we decided on Oslo (now Murphy), he was located near Atlanta, Ga, or around 360 miles away. Quite a ride for the little guy I'm sure.
We finalized the adoption of Murphy, the week before we were scheduled for our beach vacation, so the foster family kept him until we returned. They were able to schedule transport for the following Thursday, with me making the final pickup in Concord, just over 100 miles away. So, around 3;30, I began my journey to pick up the dog, I'd never met. I, being me, arrived ahead of schedule, and the person driving the leg prior was only slightly late, and Murphy and I met for the first time, outside a McDonalds in Concord, NC. The drive home was much better with the company for sure. We arrived home around 8:30, and Murphy was allowed to explore his new yard for a while, then introduced to Sydney outside. Things went better than I expected with this initial introduction. Then we moved inside, and though Sydney obviously didn't want this stranger in her house, there were no serious confrontations, just a bit of growling, which again, was a bit of a pleasant surprise. Then, my first unpleasant experience occurred. I assumed that Murphy hadn't been fed since the morning, and he was used to eating twice a day, so I decided to give him his quarter cup of food, in his shiny new bowl. I've seen dogs who gulp their food, but never a 15 pound little guy who tries to eat it all in one bite. The choking was the part that really concerned me, but he managed to get in all in, and down, and it stayed. Then outside again to do the necessary things dogs need to do after eating. It had been a long day for him, and only slightly shorter for me, after working almost a full day, then driving 200 plus miles, so Murphy was escorted into his new crate, with it's new bed, and settled in for the night, and I soon after, do the same, but on an old mattress, and of course with no bars separating me from the rest of the world. Tomorrow, Murphy's entrance to our lives can begin in earnest.