Good Friday Fog
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Fri, 04/03/2015 - 21:45We know the science behind fog
when the water vapor begins to condense.
We know the poetry behind fog
on little cat feet.
We know confusion of fog,
the fog of war or a foggy mind.
This evening, I drove to church in a fog.
Snow, melting on a warm day
and condensing on a cool night.
The family cat died earlier this week.
My wife and daughter have been sick
and I’m going to church
to contemplate
the mystery
of
Good Friday.
I know the story,
I’ve heard it year after year,
but like the fog
there is still a beautiful mystery.
Maundy Thursday
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Thu, 04/02/2015 - 21:17How do you wash feet online?
I’m not talking about posting about it
on Facebook
like
I’m at Maundy Thursday Service
at Grace and St. Peter’s.
And I’m obviously not talking
about something physical
with water.
No, I’m thinking about
how we subvert power structures,
how leaders become servants
and how we allow others
to serve us
in our brokenness.
It isn’t easy
to step outside of the power structure
no matter what your role
particularly online
where snark reigns supreme
but it seems
desperately needed.
April Fools' Day 2015
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Wed, 04/01/2015 - 19:43Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. April Fool’s Day, 2015. I think back to all the great April Fool’s pranks over the years, and I wondered what good pranks there would be this year. Perhaps I was too tired, too busy, or just too distracted, but I really didn’t see any great pranks. The only two that stood out was the augmented reality game, Ingress, being taken over by Pacman charactrs, and a co-worker who made brownies out of brown construction paper, cutting the paper in the shape of the letter E.
Yet with the news these days, it has become harder and harder to tell what is a prank, and what people really believe.
Politics and Eggs – O’Malley
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Tue, 03/31/2015 - 18:10The progressive populist technocrat of deep faith as seen from the Matrix
OK, now I'm supposed to say, "Hmm, that's interesting, but... " then you say...
For some reason, the Oracle’s line from The Matrix comes to mind as I sit down to write about hearing Governor O’Malley speak at Politics and Eggs in New Hampshire this morning. Everyone else is writing inside baseball, covering the horse race aspects of the 2016 presidential campaign. I figure, maybe I should write it as a theatre review.
The dress rehearsal of “O’Malley for President” had a wonderful, though a bit clichéd script, right out of the progressive populist playbook. “This great story we have the opportunity to write together...” Talking about how we all grew up believing “if you work hard, you can get ahead…”
He talked about his father seeing signs, “no Irish need apply… He never forgot that and neither have I”. He got the quote from Micah 6:8 in there about acting justly, loving mercy and walking humbly with our God.
He spoke about trickle down economics driving us into the recession and what makes economies grow, and countries strong, is a growing middle class. Perhaps his best line was about immigration, saying that the symbol of America is not barbed wire fence, it is the Statue of Liberty.
I remember in high school hearing a clarinet recital by my music teacher. It was phenomenal, or so I thought. Yet all the reviews talked about the performance being wooden, sounding like someone practicing their scales.
So, the quote from the Matrix comes to mind. It is the story line that the new kids on the bus have already written for the election season. We need a Democratic primary. We need an anti-Hillary. Hillary is old, flawed and unstoppable. She has the reverse Midas touch. Everything she touches turns to scandal. The press has a palpable sense of exhaustion in dealing with these scandals. We need to get to real issues. And yet it is the press that focuses on the horse race and the scandals.
One of the reporters commented on not seeing O’Malley igniting the grassroots enthusiasm that Obama did. In The Matrix, the Oracle goes on to say:
Sorry, kid. You got the gift, but it looks like you're waiting for something.
This progressive populist technocrat with deep faith.
It is an odd combination. I always think of technocrats as being centrist and faith being a domain of the right. Can O’Malley pull of uniting these?
There were a few believers in the audience, people who had lived in Baltimore when O’Malley was a councilman there, a bright and upcoming New England mayor who has looked to O’Malley as a mentor. Yet most of the crowd was made up of rich old white male power brokers, not exactly the crowd to respond to a progressive populist’s message.
So, the real question is, will O’Malley be able to draw in people who weren’t at the politics and eggs breakfast. He had a strong inclusive message, “The more people included, the better we can all do”. Will we see that in his campaign organization? He spoke of open data and performance management. Will we see performance management techniques applied to the campaign?
He said we have to look to one another. Will he do that in his campaign? And then, there is the role of money in politics. Has Citizen’s United moved our political system so firmly into high dollar donor based campaign structure that we are stuck with political dynasties?
For a dress rehearsal, it was a good performance. O’Malley knew his lines, even if the delivery was a little wooden. The script was solid. Yet there are many performances between now and primary day in New Hampshire. Perhaps it is best to wrap up this review with another quote from the Matrix.
I wanna tell you a little secret, being the one is just like being in love. No one needs to tell you you are in love, you just know it, through and through.
Reilly
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Mon, 03/30/2015 - 18:20“That’s it”, she muttered,
“we’re getting a cat”
as the momma rat
and her three babies
ran down her arm
from the spice cabinet
in the old house.
The rats were actually
kind of cute
and if they had
stayed down by the river
well, that would be one thing.
We had tried non-lethal
approaches to rat removal
to no avail.
And so,
Reilly came into our lives.
He had been rescued on St. Patrick’s Day
after living outside so long
that his hair was too matted
to be saved
so he became our
hairless Maine Coon cat.
When we went to visit the cat lady
in a house full of Maine Coons
it was pretty clear that he was the one
by the way he interacted
with our youngest daughter.
After a decade
and a few different houses
he retired from mousing
and became a lapwarmer
as a new rescue
took over the mousing duties.
When he started vomiting last night
I thought he had just eaten something bad
or maybe caught some stomach bug.
In the morning
when he let out plaintive mews
between his panting
I figured it was something worse.
The vet said it was his heart
and there was nothing we could do.