Brakes Are Out, No Point In Steering

"Having nothing, nothing can he lose." ~Henry VI

There comes a point in the human pathos when one is pushed so far against a wall, there is nothing left and the aggregate emotional result is quite scary.  We've seen it take place in Ruby Ridge, in Waco, we've seen it even in personal relationships wherein a spouse just disappears off the face of the earth because of incessant fighting, pushing and control issues.  The puzzling part is that there is no magic formula to determine when this will take place because every human being is different, possessing differing levels of tolerance.  For one individual, everything short of physical violence is tolerable, whereas another individual may get fed up with mere back talk.

It is most tragic when it happens to our young people - when kids feel as though they have no alternative but to cut themselves or to get involved in drugs and alcohol or worse yet, to contemplate suicide.  When this takes place, immediately we as adults begin to try to affix blame.  The parents, the bullies, the environment, and even the devil himself is often blamed for a tragedy that probably could have been avoided with a few kind words and an open mind.  You see, our young people want a voice, they want to be heard but they also need to know that there are boundaries - that with that free speech, with that voice there comes responsibility and consequence.  For example, a sassy mouth should get a child into some amount of trouble with the custodial parent, but that trouble shouldn't include torture and abject demoralization.

We're in a really weird place culturally.  The Christian community seems laser focused on church growth rather than discipleship and the birth of video churches on every corner has watered down the reality of the Christian faith and we suffer as a result.  We lack connections, we lack the desire to truly connect with one another on a meaningful level and we end up eating our own wounded rather than nurturing and caring for the least among us.  This impacts us so negatively that we find ourselves constantly facing the difficult decision to completely lose our minds and do something stupid, or lay down and take the lashes our humanity dishes out and we have no real recourse other than a bunch of feel-good dogma, wrapped in Amercan Idolesque video productions.

So, what are we left with?  Each other.  Because when the dust settles, we're all we have left.

Friday's Faith, Freedom, Firearms, Flatulence and Football

Welcome to the end of yet another exciting, action packed week  here in the blogosphere and yes, there are still a bunch of you hanging out, chatting it up with your resident 400lb Gorilla of Oklahoma media.  And for that, I thank you.  Let's see what the hell is going on in this crazy, silly, madcap world in which we live...

Harder, Faster, Longer

Amazing art by Jason Coates

I've had a few inquiries as to the new nature of the blog and some of my ongoing commentary in social media - that I've become more aggressive, harder and less tolerant. Um, yeah.  I have.  I've been wrestling with some of these health issues and it gets frustrating and I've stared my own mortality in the face and it really pisses me off.  I'm not old enough to be going through some of this crap but since I am, I'm not going to waste any time - I'm cutting to the chase and if y'all don't like it, there are other tepid, feed-you-want-you-want-to-hear blogs and news services out there that will tickle your ears and put your intellect and emotional well being to sleep.  Have fun with that.  Meanwhile, the rest of us will be over here, shaking the trees and taking folks out of their comfort zone. 

I'm back.  I'm pissed off.  I'm tired.  I'm restless and most of all, I've reached that point of complete saturation wherein the status quo is bothersome and an insult to our intelligence.  Let's fight back.  Let's call it like it is, damn the consequence.

Football Fistfights

When I played ball in high school, our coach and the coaching staff always told us that no matter where we are, we are ambassadors of our school and that should be taken into consideration.  We can be as mean and nasty on the field of battle as we choose, but we are to be gentle as doves off the field.  For some reason, that is beyond some people today.  The Stoops organization at OU can't seem to control his people because once a year at least, we hear of some football player getting into an altercation with someone - but this time, it was a woman.  A football player beat the shit out of a woman in public.  Really?  What the hell is wrong with Stoops and why is the rest of the team not whipping this young man's ass?  It's all about the cash flow, no doubt, but good heavens.  A ball player beats the shit out of a woman at a bar and the guy still has teeth in his mouth and law enforcement will take their sweet time prosecuting this pampered punk as a result.  The cure?  Double tap center mass - learn to defend yourselves, ladies and do so with lethal force.  Clean out the gene pool.   Boomer Sooner, y'all. 

Some Encouragement
This weekend, I challenge you to do something you probably haven't in a long time.  Take yourself out to see a local band.  Go enjoy a few adult beverages, listen to some local artists do their thing.  If you're a musician reading this, you know how many hours and hours you put into working a set list, creating a few hours of entertainment and it is amazing to see people have a great time with you.  So, friends, go enjoy some local talent.

Be safe. 

Gorilla

Stupid Freaking Laws, Regulations & Stuff

There is so much about the great state of Oklahoma that I care for, it's saddening to see the place be overrun with dumbass laws and lawmakers trying to create more and more dumbass laws.  Of course, many of the lawmakers ARE dumbasses, so we shouldn't be too surprised.  Let's take a trip down Dumbass Lane and see what we find, shall we?

Tougher Divorce?  Really?

One lawmaker decided that she should make it tougher for individuals to get divorced and that would somehow create a godly marriage utopia wherein we will all live happily ever after and Jesus would smile upon us.  Yeah.  It's just that stupid.  If they want to get serious about the divorce rate, how about make it tougher to GET married.  One of the reasons that people get divorced these days is because they have no freaking clue whatsoever they were getting themselves into.  The Church has so idolized the institution of marriage that it is in the minds of some to be a Holy Grail of our existence, a pinnacle to be reached beyond all other goals and desires of the human existence.  So, they go in blindly, thinking that all will be wonderful and the heavens will open up and they will be fulfilling the will of God.  You see how stupid this is?  If we are serious about the divorce rate, we'll make it tougher to get married.  Period.  Everything else is just poppycock.

Weed It Out
Alcohol and tobacco are legal in the state of Oklahoma and the state coffers are kept pretty damned full from the purchase of said products.  One former legislator who was instrumental in seeing an increase in the taxes on tobacco products argued that tobacco is just so horrible for us, but when asked why he didn't author legislation to ban the products, he laughed because the state needs that money to pay his and other useless piles of dung who are elected officials.  So, we see ourselves filling the coffers with alcohol and tobacco...and we know that both substances are killing Oklahomans...but it's still illegal to smoke weed in the state of Oklahoma.  That, my friends, is about as dumbass as it comes. 

ISIS Must Be Destroyed

Not being a fan of preemptive war, I think the time has come to send an exceptionally strong message to the scumbag pieces of crap in the Middle East who have dubbed themselves "ISIS."  Their behavior a radical Islamists is bad enough, and now, they are taking it to a new level and we had damned well better respond and do so with fierce vengeance.  The solution is relatively simple:  We use our SOGs to surgically remove them from the planet.  To hell with the Geneva Convention, the time to change the rules of engagement are now.  No more beheadings.  No more acts of terrorism.  We need to send our SEALs or Rangers in to take care of business and wipe the earth clean of these vermin.  If we do not, we're sending a message that we're a bunch of sissified big talkers.  And before you start thinking my position is based on that of race, the last asshat to behead an innocent was/is a British citizen and I believe that he, like the rest of the terrorists, should be killed swiftly and painfully.  All who love and know him should weep and mourn his loss as we mourn the loss of our innocent brothers and sisters.  It's time to send our SEALs in to kill these bastards.  Period.

Of course, these are just my opinions, and I could be wrong.  But I seriously doubt it.

Pro-Life, Capital Punishment Conundrum

One of the most perplexing and mind-numbing conundrums in the conservative world is that of the pro-life hardline stance and the issue of capital punishment.  The argument for pro-lifers is that every life is sacred, every human being is created in the Imago Dei and therefore have a right to life.  I don't disagree with that one bit for I too have been pro-life for most of my life and for a good part of that, had no clue as to why I was pro-life.  I don't support abortion on demand, and I sure as hell don't think that taxpayer dollars should subsidize it either.

But I digress.

On the other hand, there's the issue of capital punishment where the perpetrators of horrendous crimes against humanity are put to death.  But does that life still have value?  Is that person still created and existing in the Imago Dei?  This is a conundrum I have wrestled with for a very long time.  Not an easy place intellectually or emotionally to find one's self, I admit.  These are the conclusions I have come to:

1.  If I to be pro-life, I must also be anti-capital punishment otherwise I am being intellectually dishonest.

2.  The issue of war/pacifism is a completely different argument for a different time,  for I believe there are "just wars." 

3.  Immediate justice wherein a perpetrator is caught in the act of a heinous crime and is put to death on the spot can be considered acceptable, but is also troublesome. 

4.  Rigid pro-lifers who are also rigid capital punishment proponents are idiots and clearly lack intellectual honesty.

Right or wrong, that is now my stance.  I'm not a pro-capital punishment kind of guy any longer.  There are exceptions to the rule, of course as stated in (3) above.  But even saying that, I feel a little dirty, someone dishonest myself. 

As I age and come face-to-face with the reality of my own mortality, these are questions I find myself compelled to answer.  It's not as though I'm picking a fight, desirous of some debate, but rather I feel my soul must be cleansed from these inconsistent suppositions. 

I've spent far too much time in the presence of blood thirsty individuals who believe that they can use the term, "justice" and be able to explain away their lust for revenge and judgment.  These same people permeate the fabric of our government and many more are clamoring to follow suit and join the ranks of elected officials.  They are everywhere and while they say they are caring, compassionate "Christian" men and women, I can assure you that they are merely ravenous wolves in sheep's clothing.

Don't be fooled, don't be misled about these arguments.  Think for yourself, do your homework and work it out for yourself.  I don't have all the answers - I'm just starting to ask the right questions.

Friday Watercooler Jibber Jabber

Friends, this has been an incredible week for news junkies and lovers of juicy rumors and even though the weekend approaches with all the fury and gusto of a teenage boy on prom night, there is still lots to watch and talk about.  Let's dive in, shall we?

Ferguson, MO - The community that just keeps on giving us news upon news.  The Reverend Jackson and Reverend Al Sharpton showed up to show their support, hand out business cards and no doubt recruit individuals on their crusades to save the masses through propaganda and fundraising.  The community of Ferguson is trying to get a grip on just how jacked up they are and frankly, the jury may be out for a while.  Riots, looting, peaceful protests and jack-booted thugs posing as law enforcement have all left their mark on the landscape of that community and this Gorilla thinks it will be a very, very long time before they recover.  The only way recovery can begin is for the police department to admit fault for killing an unarmed man.  Nothing else really matters except that cold, hard fact.  It's sad that the issues there have been diluted and turned into ridiculous sound byte moments.

Gorilla Confession:  For the last week, I've physically felt better than I have in quite some time and with the exception of a few rough moments of chest pains and digestive pain, it's been an overall good week.  I confess to you, my friends, that there are times when I feel so horrible that I want to bash in my own skull with a sledgehammer, but something always brings me back to reality and reminds me that I'm bigger than the pain, that I can use that pain and channel it elsewhere.  Life is tough sometimes and mine is no different.  One thing I have learned, however, is the true meaning of the saying that we are all created in the imago Dei (image of God) and should be respected for that reason alone.  I also confess that the pain coupled with a new medication regiment has made me more than just a little cranky at times.  In fact, it makes me so uncomfortable at times that I want to bite walls.  But, with the prayers and well wishes of y'all, I live to fight and blather on for yet another day.  Thank you.

Photo courtesy KGOU

Fallin/Dorman Thriller:  The saga continues for the two candidates running for Governor, one the well known and popular incumbent, the other a little known state representative from Rush Springs (home of the Watermelon Festival).  Joe Dorman is someone I consider a friend, a man with whom I've shared deer camp and cold beer over a camp fire.  He's a damned good man and yes, he'd make a very good governor of this great state.  That being said, I have people for whom I have an enormous amount of respect in the Fallin camp and they truly believe in what Governor Fallin has in mind for her office after reelection.  I've talked to the Governor personally quite a few times over the years and yes, she is a very charming and disarming individual and she hasn't really screwed anything up as Governor.  That, my friends, is the real litmus test in Oklahoma - whether or not you can just not screw anything up during your tenure.  All that being said, I have no pony in the race and wish only the best for both candidates.  Yeah...that's me hedging my bets.

From the "Get the hell out of here" file - By 2025 Sexbots will be commonplace:  I, for one, call bullsh*t on this one.  The story is sensational to be sure, and is rather emblematic of our cultural inability to be intimate with one another in a real way that transcends merely the exchange of bodily fluids.  Some may believe the answer is robot sex partners, I am not one of them.  Read the whole incredible, borderline sickening story here.

Well kids, that's it for now.  Have a safe and sane weekend.

Rioting, Looting and Oklahoma Weed & More

Welcome back, my friends to the blog that will inspire, motivate and hopefully not bore you to tears.  Let's dive in and get wet, shall we?

Ferguson, MO

An innocent young man is shot and killed by an overzealous police force who is morbidly out of touch with its community and the world watches.  So, what is the result?  Rioting and looting and the police force pretending to be the National Guard.  People are losing their damned minds while the rest of the nation - hell, the world - watches and considers us to be babbling buffoons, unable to keep the peace in an otherwise peaceful community.

We hear daily of incidents where law enforcement gets too big for its britches and does something stupid, but in this case, a man is dead as a result.  And the response was unacceptable - there is never an excuse to riot, to loot and steal from your own damned neighborhood.  It's insane.  The police force should all be fired, the law enforcement aspects of Ferguson turned over to the County Sheriff and those who looted and rioted should spend a very, very long time in jail - and part of their punishment should be cleaning up the mess that they made.  It's a sad state of affairs, my friends.  Very sad, indeed.

Oklahoma Weed?

One of my favorite pictures of the Governor.

This week, the Governor of Oklahoma has done something that really no one ever believed possible.  She encouraged lawmakers to approve the use of medical cannabis oil for pain management as prescribed by a physician.  This is a very bold move for Governor Fallin and some have speculated that it was merely a campaign tactic because she is losing ground to former Representative Joe Dorman (D).  I call bullsh*t on that.  I believe it was as a result of some very creative lobbying and constituent calls that convinced the Governor to become a little more open minded.

Granted, this is a far cry from legalizing medical marijuana across the board, but this is a significant start.  Personally, I don't partake, probably never will.  However, it is painfully difficult to justify the regulation of alcohol with all of its known negative health ramifications and to turn a nose up at marijuana as a viable pain management alternative to big pharma.  It is intellectual dishonesty to argue one should be legal and regulated when the other is not. 

Kudos to the Governor for making the right call.  Of course, the Legislature will have to deal with the issue and you and I both know that Jesus would not approve of the evil marijuana, therefore it probably won't go anywhere.

Stop it.  Just stop it.

It's always been my thought that we often get caught up in the propaganda of issues and the joys of being pissed off, and it clouds our ability to remember that we're all human - like it or not.  We may disagree politically, but it's just politics - it's not a matter of life or death (generally speaking).  Then there's the religious argument...for many of my Christian brethren, it's all about recruiting new members to the club rather than making disciples of the ones already there (something Jesus commanded, by the way).  Of course, if we want to really tip the scales, we can contrast radical Islam with Christianity and before you know it, we just love the hell out of ourselves.

The fight to maintain the top of the food chain in self-righteousness is a bullshit goal and it destroys people and jeopardizes legitimate relationships.  I know a lot of judgmental pricks who are so under the guise of godliness and it's little more than an excuse to be an asshole.  The fundamental premise - something that is so real for the Christian faith that without it, Christianity doesn't exist - is that we are all sinners.  We have all failed, we are all a bunch of morons who constantly screw up.  If we just take that tack, if we just remember that we're no better than anyone else, imagine how well we could get along with one another! 

So, if you have the urge to judge someone, to look down upon them because of the clothes they wear, the number of tattoos or piercings they have, or you feel like brow-beating someone into submission to believe your worldview...stop it.  Just stop it.

He's Baaaaack

Heavens, it's been a while. And so much has happened and continues to happen.  So, let's do a quick review, shall we?

First, it's true - Obama is still President and it doesn't look like there is a whole lot his detractors can do about it.  I've said it before, and will say it again now - the problem is Congress.  A group of men and women whose whole existence is consumed by one effort:  The desire to be reelected, to keep their jobs.  It's pathetic that my Republican brethren have so little faith in the process that they must resort to petty attacks on the President.  Granted, he has screwed the proverbial pooch on countless issues, but damn.  Where are all of "God-fearing" congressmen who were elected to supposedly keep the President in check?  Oh!  Wait. They are running for the U.S. Senate now.

Second, yes, I've had some health issues and I don't want to go into great detail here because it's deeply personal.  But, that being said, I have been diagnosed with liver disease as a result of "fatty liver."  There is deterioration and now, I'm on about a billion types of pills and hopefully I'll soon be getting biopsies to really nail down what the hell is going on.  I know that I've lived with monster pain for over a year and a half, but I'm still alive and for that, I'm very thankful.  I went to the emergency room last year after vomiting up a bunch of blood, passing out and just all around feeling like crap and sure enough, I had swallowed 4 units of my own blood as a result of esophageal veracese.  I don't want to sound like a whiny bitch, so I'll just say that the big issue is pain management and determining a method to slow the deterioration of my liver and hopefully not have to get a transplant. Another problem is memory lapses.  I can remember songs, music on the guitar, but I can't remember the order in which I'm supposed to play them.  I can't remember which medications I am supposed to take and when.  It's frustrating for a guy like me. Hell, stranger things have been known to happen.

Third, contrary to popular belief, I have not been involved in any Oklahoma campaigns whatsoever.  I have no interest really, and the crop of individuals running for office is largely bottom of the barrel.  It's a bunch of names and faces we've seen before and only a couple of them are saying anything differently than their predecessors have a thousand times.  But, there are a few exceptions.

Fourth, I like Steve Russell for Congress.  The problems we have with the VA, the saber rattling of Russia, the ISIS terrorist bastards in Iraq, Iran's continuing aggressiveness and of course, Israel's struggles...we need veterans in office and if Oklahoma can contribute, so be it.  Steve Russell is the guy to represent us in Congress, in my opinion.  I believe that he'll do something about the VA bullshit and he will also provide a knowledgeable voice regarding war, the potential for war and how to adequately conduct conflagration without massive loss of life.  It's time for veterans to be heard and Russell can be our voice.  No disrespect to the former Edmond Mayor, of course, but if you have to look at where we are in this country, the last thing we need is a silver spoon Edmondite representing us - we had a camp counselor before, it's time to get serious.

Well, kids, that's enough for now.  I'll be back soon enough!

Veteran's Day

Here's my Veteran's Day rant from a few years back...back when I was on Supertalk 930 WKY.  Enjoy.

Kids Are Weird

Our parents never really understood us, or at least that's what we believed "back in the day."  We enjoyed our music loud, blaring out of our high-tech cassette players or for some, even those clunky 8-track tapes seemed to get the job done.  Interestingly, kids today aren't that much different - though the music and delivery systems are remarkably different.  And more expensive.

I remember when I first saw the movie, "The Exorcist."  I still believe it to be the most horrifying movie ever made for numerous reasons.  I didn't sleep for days after seeing it and watching it today, it still gives me the creeps and makes me sweat.  For our generation, those types of outlandishly made movies had a sense of realism if you believe in the supernatural and it is that sense that scares the stuffing out of us. 

(Note:  It was hard for me to even post that picture to the right.)

But kids don't find "The Exorcist" so scary and it befuddles me.  My teen daughters actually laughed at the movie, considering it humorous.  Yes, you read that right...humorous.  Of course, these are the same teen daughters who consider sampled music with thunderous bass to be "good music," mind you. 

Kids are weird.  Kids who don't find that movie scary are super weird.  That is all.  Tip your waitress. 

Mission: Missions

Which is more attractive to you?
1.  Going to South America for a month.
2.  Spending a month working in your community.

For most of us, the inclination is to jump at the opportunity to see South America, experience new culture, new cuisine, perhaps even some beaches and sunshine.  It simply appeals to hedonist side, our desire to enjoy ourselves.

Missions work for a lot of faith communities promote travel to exotic locations and the work is always worthwhile.  Meeting need, regardless of the geographical location is absolutely necessary as part of the faith experience.  Yet, it does make one wonder why more efforts aren't pushed in our local communities.  Certainly there are people within our reach, close by who need a helping hand or even a visit just to check on them.  But that isn't as "sexy," as appealing to the wayfarer spirit within us.

In some ways, it's rather like the legendary "Red River Rivalry" between the University of Oklahoma and the University of Texas.  Rather than having a home/home rivalry which would generate revenues for each of the respective communities, the rivalry is held in Dallas - a halfway point between the two colleges.  This affords fans an opportunity to travel from their home cities, act crazy, then return to their homes with memories.  Dallas benefits, the schools benefit, but then what?  Lather, rinse, repeat next year.

Don't take this the wrong way - I do believe that mission trips to far off lands has value and particularly so when humanitarian aid is provided.  However, I believe that there is a mission field ripe for the picking within our own communities.  We are to help the "least among us," and those are individuals who are right in our own neighborhoods.  It could be the elderly shut-ins, it could be the single mom or dad down the street, it could be the new family in town, it could be someone with whom we work...getting the picture?

We can do a better job of helping those around us.  We live in the greatest country in the world, with the most giving and caring people in the world and much of that reason is because of the influence of faith in our daily lives.  We don't have to be all "preachy," just caring.  We can do it, and we should do it.  Faith communities should spend more time meeting need, and less time involved in politics.

Show YOU the Money - New App

Gone are the days of scouring government websites to determine just how much money a presidential candidate has raised.  We remember the days when it was anyone's guess whether funding came from individuals, PACs, or from a candidate's own pocketbook.  According to a story on Mashable today, there is a new iPhone app in town that can, and will, break it down for you.

From the story:

Politicash 2012, a new mobile app from non-partisan research organization MapLight, aims to track money’s influence on this year’s presidential election in an easy-to-read way.

When you open Politicash, you’re greeted with a series of screens showing the money raised by either candidate, whether thaPoliticash 2012, a new mobile app from non-partisan research organization MapLight, aims to track money’s influence on this year’s presidential election in an easy-to-read way.

Enjoy!

Brand Me, Baby

What are the most engaging brands in social media?  While it may not be your small or medium-sized business, there is something to be said for using social media to engage your clients, to establish a relationship with them that transcends mere transactions at the cash registers.

Digiday has a very interesting article about some of the top brands in social media.  From the article:

The secret to Disney’s success in social media is that it places a tremendous emphasis on pictures that every American can feel nostalgic about. One example would be a photo of Cinderella walking down the master staircase in the palace on the way to meet her prince for the very first time.

An excellent example of small business, small-town branding is that of a little pizza shop in Goldendale, Washington named, "Hometown Pizza."  First, the name of the location is absolutely brilliant for obvious reasons.  Second, they have an aggressive social networking presence even going so far as listing employment opportunities on their Facebook page.  And it doesn't hurt that their pizza is fabulous.  While a little more expensive than what one would expect, the price does in fact match the quality of the food served.  

Getting your brand out there isn't that difficult, nor do you need the budget of Bud Light, Disney or Harley-Davidson.  All it takes is a little help, a desire and a commitment to making your business grow...and thinking outside the box a little. 

9.22 Week In Review

The third week in September has proven to be a bizarre one, to be sure.  Muslim outrage, bizarre happenings in Seattle...we live in strange times and yes, it seems like things are reaching a climax in this weird existence that makes even Tarantino blush a little.  So, here's my rewind for the week!

Muslim Riots.  Embassy's are attacked and destroyed, American citizens killed abroad just because they are American and then the deplorable video of a murdered Ambassador being dragged through the streets.  It defies all logic. And then there's the President's tepid response.  What happened to the days when this country just didn't put up with such shenanigans?  I miss those days.  Perhaps they will be restored sooner rather than later.

Ratpocalypse.  Apparently, some of the construction in Seattle is "displacing rats and cockroaches," making city leaders anxious and residents, well, creeped out.   Oklahoma has tornadoes, Seattle has rats and cockroaches.  I'll take the rats and cockroaches any day. 

Fires.  Lake Chelan, Yakima Valley and the Columbia River Gorge in Washington State have firefighters from across the state hard at work containing wildfires.  The fires have largely been started by lightning storms, and unfortunately, they are bracing for another round of storms that could produce even more fires.  Thousands of acres have been destroyed. 

Presidential Dead Heat.  Rasmussen polling indicates that Mitt Romney and President Obama are tied at 46% which means that the campaign commercials will be coming hot and heavy over the next couple weeks and it should prove to be wickedly entertaining.  Romney released his tax returns, with little or no push back from the DNC.  Truth is that Romney donated a huge some of his income to charity, which explains part of the reason he is in the 14% tax bracket.  But with the $14 million annual income, giving over $4 million to charity barely scratches the surface of his total net worth.  Again, we're forced to choose between the evil of two lessers.  Tragic.

And now, for some interesting local and national news stories that I admit I read diligently...

Goldendale Car Chase

Synchronized Toilet Flush

'Go Rogue'  (Confession:  I think Sarah Palin is amazingly cute, though not bright, so I read far too many stories where she is quoted.)

Origins Behind Popular Children's Songs  (Weird)

Blair Underwood Getting Divorced  (Sad)

There you have my weekly rewind.  Next week looks to be even more interesting. 

Commitment: Not Just For Couples Anymore

Creating and developing a small business marketing plan takes real commitment.  Whether it be a small business or a multinational firm, marketing, public relations, branding and advertising are more than catchy phrases used to make employees feel good about themselves.  They are all an integral part of business success, or, they can contribute to business failure.

On average, businesses set aside 7-10% of their gross revenues for "advertising/marketing."  When the economy gets tough, however, that percentage drops dramatically and is often the first line item to be slashed in a corporate budget.  Successful businesses and true entrepreneurs believe their external marketing plan to be a communication tool to reach existing customers as well as prospective customers and to cut off that line of communication is tantamount to a married couple refusing to talk to one another - the aggregate result is always disaster.

The bottom line is that there are three primary reasons to create a marketing plan and to stick to it:

1.  To bring in new customers.  If a business owner can't understand this concept, he/she probably shouldn't be in business to begin with.

2.  To encourage existing customers to return.  Once the relationship is established, it's critical to maintain that relationship, nurture it and treasure the relationship.

3.  To increase employee/brand confidence.  Employees can be one of the greatest marketing tools in a marketing plan.  Happy, confident employees are productive employees.

To illustrate a point, let's see if you can recognize the following and identify the corresponding company:

"Eat Fresh"

"I'm Lovin' It"

"Have It Your Way"

"Like A Good Neighbor..."

"Taste the Rainbow"

"Think Outside the Bun"

"The Quicker Picker-Upper"

"I Don't Want To Grow Up, I'm A..."

The companies above committed themselves to a campaign for just that reason - for you to remember them to create top-of-the-mind awareness.  And yes, these campaigns were expensive, but the aggregate result speaks for itself.  These companies have learned early on that a commitment to a marketing plan requires sacrifice, diligence creativity.  They have established a synergy between their radio, print, television, Internet and social media networks in such a way that even the smallest business in the smallest town can emulate.  While your company may not have millions of dollars for an advertising budget, you can still be creative and get the most out of your marketing budget and increase your bottom line.

All it takes is commitment and a willingness to take a few small risks.  Are you committed?

Email questions here.

What Goldendale Needs...

Goldendale, Washington is a great town, the county seat for Klickitat County, nestled just north of the Columbia River.  One public high school, one public middle school, one, primary school, two grocery stores, a pharmacy, a couple coffee shops, handful of churches, a public swimming pool, a little league park...you get the picture.  The town has pretty much all you could ask for, but in keeping with the American spirit, let's ask for more, shall we?

Recently moving back to Washington State, I remember spending summers here in Goldendale and there are a few things I would like to see return, or perhaps added.  

1.  Bring Back the Drive-In.  I remember my uncle and aunt taking all of us kids to the J&R Drive-In, enjoying a feature film and what was, at the time, some of the best pizza anywhere.  As I recall (mind you, it's been a few years), the screen was held up with what looked like old telephone poles.  The feel of Goldendale is such that it would be only appropriate that someone would have the courage to bring back the theater.  If anyone remembers why the theater was closed, send me an email here.  

2.  Taco Bell.  Yes, we have a McDonald's, a Dairy Queen, a Subway, awesome pizza from Hometown Pizza and the deli at Sentry Market isn't too shabby either.  However, every community needs a place where cheap indigestion and a plethora of hot sauce packets with catchy phrases can be found. 

3.  Apple Store.  Perhaps the population density is quite what Apple would prefer for locating one of their locations, however, it seems like everyone has an iPhone, iPad or Mac computer.  Just seems to make sense to have a place to service these fancy gadgets.

4.  WiFi Community.  Goldendale would be an excellent choice for one of the monster Internet Service Providers to experiment on a completely wireless community.  Whether it be hanging out in Okone Park, or the WWII Memorial Park, or waiting at the Klickitat County Courthouse, everyone could have wireless Internet access on their laptops or smart phones.  This is not to say, however, the current Internet providers aren't getting the job done, but it would be a pretty interesting selling point for the Chamber of Commerce.

5.  Local Live Music Venue.  Well, there is the Maryhill Winery down the road where some pretty names play, but every town needs a place where there can be some live music featuring local talent.  A couple of the bars in town have some live music every now and again, but a local outdoor venue where families could come and listen to local talent would be incredible.  Of course, the parks could be used, but it's yet to be seen whether that sort of thing is allowed in Goldendale. 

Bottom line:  Goldendale and the whole of the Columbia River Gorge is an incredible place to live.  Still, it would be interesting were any of the above to arrive on the scene.

It Could Be Worse

Taking freedoms for granted has almost become a national pastime in this great country of ours, forgetting the immense sacrifices made by our forefathers and our men and women in uniform today.  Life in America is hectic; friends, family, work and the ever-present political hoopla bogs us down, forcing us to take our eyes off the prize.

Blogging, for example, is a great freedom we have in this country - a place to express thoughts and ideas to the world and do so in an uncensored manner.  People across the globe see us, admire our freedoms and often are punished for their desire to have the freedom our Creator has given us. 

This, from the Washington Post:

MUSCAT, Oman — A journalist and blogger in Oman has been sentenced to one year in prison for alleged anti-government writings in a widening crackdown on political dissent in the strategic Gulf nation.

The official Oman News Agency says Mukhtar bin Mohammed bin Saif al-Hinai was convicted on Sunday of slander and violations of media codes, but gave no further details.

Al-Hinai works at the Azzaman daily, which came under pressure last year for coverage that angered some officials in the tightly ruled nation.

And lest we forget, Oman is a supposed ally of America.

Whether it be rural communities or big cities, our access to the Internet and our freedom of speech is priceless and should be defended aggressively.  Our government has taken a turn for the worse, going so far as to seriously consider taxes on the web and even using the Internet to investigate individuals who are what they deem to be derisive.  It's truly sad, but always remember:  It could be worse.

We could live in Oman.

Small Isn't So Small (Rural Social Media)

The conversation went something like this:

"Did you hear about Jimmy Smith?"

"Oh, my Lord, yes.  He has been in trouble his whole life."

"And can you believe that his sister is actually defending him?"

"Not surprising...she's piece of work."

"Well, I'm going to be keeping an eye on this one - everyone is talking about it."

This conversation takes place, not at the town square or even the local coffee shop or grocery store aisle.  Much like big cities, these conversations take place in living rooms, dining rooms, front porches throughout rural America while the participants are glued to their mobile devices or computers.  Technology has changed how we communicate with one another and this blog is but one of many examples of how rural communities stay in touch...when there's Internet, of course.

Through the use of social media, families can stay in contact with loved ones, watch the news and see what's happening around town.  Even local papers have created an Internet presence in the smallest of towns in the hopes of maintaining cultural relevance they once held.  Gone are the days of the local diner being the focal point of town gossip, trends and interactivity.  Rather, even these diners and coffee shops have wireless Internet and the person-to-person conversations are typically relegated to the exchange of money at the cash register for a beverage.

Recently, a horrific fire ravaged much of an area of White Salmon and it was the use of technology - the Internet largely - that kept surrounding residents abreast of what was taking place.  It was an excellent example of the positive aspects of both social media and the use of smart technology to keep people aware and safe.  Ultimately, it saved lives. 

Facebook has become much larger than even its founder imagined.  Ignoring the drop in stock value, Facebook has served to reconnect family members and loved ones, friends from youth and is now a pivotal aspect of rural life.  In some cases, Facebook serves as a town crier, a bulletin board of sorts where events are posted, videos are watched and conversations about hunting, fishing, jobs, politics and illness are learned of and resources shared.  Say what you will about social media, one thing is certain:  It works well in big cities as well as rural communities and the argument can be made that the impact is greater in rural communities than in areas with heavy population density.

It's exciting to see the changes in attitudes toward the use of social media, technology and how rural communities stay in touch.  At a recent Goldendale High School football game, the opposing team had set up a webcam, was broadcasting the football game via the Internet and providing play-by-play commentary.  While the negative side can be a downturn of real human interaction, residents of rural communities who perhaps were unable to attend could participate in their own way - from the comfort of their homes as they rest from a long day at work.  

Change can be a good thing and the growth of technology and the increased use of social media to communicate will serve to grow communities, to enhance the quality of life for many in rural America and as a consultant to the same, this development of technology has been an enormous blessing. I've had the opportunity to help others use social media to their advantage, to increase name recognition and give some insight as to who they are.  Businesses, candidates for elected office as well as folks like you and me can use technology to our advantage to share ideas, thoughts, promote business and communicate effectively and quickly.

We live in a great country.  That's all there is to it.

Journey to WA (Part Deux)

We traveled through what was left of Utah, enjoying the sights, talking endlessly about the family who had been so unmistakably kind in helping us out.  That brand of kindness truly is rare in our society today, but welcomed nonetheless.  

The sun was bright, not even a hint of rain was to be found anywhere, and we were determined to make it to Goldendale that evening.  When we hit the Oregon border, we called Uncle Cliff and let him know that we were well on our way, excited about reuniting with him and his wife Patty and the chance to see Matt, Paige and Rylan made us absolutely giddy with excitement.

Stop Two

Oregon is not known for being a flat state, rather mountainous in areas and the Explorer's legendary engineering flaws came to bear not long past the border.  As we were driving up one of the rather steep hills, the "O/D" light began to flash on the instrument panel and the transmission started to sleep.  Yes, we had awakened the demon that possessed generations of Ford Explorers previously.  Somehow, however, we were close to an exit and exit we did.  We found a little town where the mechanic put his computer module on it and explained that it was a shift solenoid in need of replacing - and no, not something they have lying around.

Mindful that we all three were pretty rough looking, Shawn looked up the problem on the Internet from her phone (finally had cell coverage enough to do that) and we determined that the problem with the Explorer was one that could be dealt with once we arrived in Washington - as long as we didn't get the speed beyond 60mph, adding at least an hour to our drive time.

Sidebar:

Those of you who know me, know that at times, I can be somewhat "anxious."  I had gripped the steering wheel with such force during this leg of the trip that the steering wheel cover had begun to rub off on my hands, making the palms black.  To say that I was uptight and nervous would be the understatement of the century - knowing that we were not only on a tight budget, but that nothing would be worse than to be stuck in Oregon somewhere or worse yet, to have the transmission simply fall out of the legendary Ford Explorer.

The sight of the Columbia River was a welcomed one.  Majestic and soothing, the sun setting in the West glistened along the river.  The highway travels east and west along the river, providing some of the most beautiful scenery in the Pacific Northwest.  Shawn and Anna took pictures furiously, enjoying what was a first time experience for them.

Stop Three:

Biggs, Oregon is due south of Goldendale on the Oregon side and the bridge across the Columbia River marks the final leg of the trip.  A mere 15 miles from Goldendale, on the map it seems an easy enough trip, but the grade is exceptionally steep.  Not wanting to cause too much panic for the ladies in the vehicle, I simply gunned it, ready for the hill.

We made it 2/3 of the way up the massive grade when the transmission decided to not only slip, but virtually stop propelling the vehicle.   Fortunately, there was a little driveway we could pull into to let the vehicle rest long enough to try one last time to make it up the last 400 yards of the grade.  You see, from there on, it would be an easy trip to Goldendale and a little jog down Cliff and Patty's driveway.

We gave it our all and yes, we made it (three hours late).  The Explorer intact, we unloaded and was greeted by the open arms and warm smile of Uncle Cliff.  We had reached our destination after what was a trip never to be forgotten and certainly something to tell the grandkids about.  

Epilogue:

The Explorer still limps around, and if you're real quiet, you can actually hear the vehicle chuckling under its breath...

Journey to Washington State

Living in Oklahoma was an incredible experience.  Working in radio, working with folks in the medical supply industry, consulting on numerous campaigns, working with the Oklahoma Rifle Association on legislation...the list goes on and on.  Which is why moving back to my home state of Washington was a tough decision to make, but after long hours of discussing the move with my wife and my kids, it had become clear that now was the time.

My uncle Cliff has been diagnosed with pulmonary fibrosis, a terribly debilitating disease wherein a lung transplant is necessary to ensure a long, productive life.  Being in Goldendale, Washington with him and his family is important at this stage of both our lives and will also give my children the opportunity to see where I grew up and to experience a little of what I did "back in the day."  My oldest son, Matt, lives in Washington as well and being closer to him and my grandson is a joy.

Of course, the journey was an eventful one - a trip that will go down in history as one of the funniest and dramatic travels of my lifetime.

Departure

We worked on the Explorer for about two weeks prior to leaving, fighting with the "blower motor control" unit which was expensive and a classic pain in the rear.  Fortunately, we got the thing going and yes, the AC was working just fine...until we loaded the vehicle with essentials and hit the road.  Suddenly, the air was just air and driving in the Oklahoma heat was rather like cruising down the highway in a fully loaded sauna.  But, undeterred, we were on a mission to get to Goldendale, Washington and there wasn't a whole lot that was going to stop us.

Shawnnessy and my daughter, Anna, had packed all of the necessary road trip snacks and were surprisingly upbeat (a couple pounds of beef jerky tend to make one smile), though saddened about leaving Mason, Madison and Samantha behind - knowing that eventually, they would be coming to visit and that Samantha would be moving out to Washington after the school year.

Stop 1

We drove through the evening, finally exhausted, we stopped in Hays, Kansas for the night.  The next morning (Tuesday), we had some breakfast, feeling confident that we could make it through Colorado, perhaps even drive through the night and hit Goldendale in the morning Wednesday.  The AC still not working, we headed out, showered and fresh, anticipating some amazing scenery.  Then, later that night as we hit the middle of Utah, orange barrels (a familiar sight in Oklahoma) crowded the darkened highway.  Suddenly, when the brakes were applied, a terrible sound came from the right front wheel - initially, I thought it was a flat tire...but it is never that easy.  One of the bolts that holds the brake pads onto the rotor busted and the whole darned thing was smacking up against the wheel.

Stuck for the night along the side of the road, we were fortunate to be at an off-ramp and away from the highway.  The following morning, we made calls to little towns nearby for the replacement bolt and the auto parts dealers weren't really sure if they had one.  The Ford dealership had one, but of course, it would take a couple days to arrive as it was located in a warehouse somewhere in Siberia.  A kind gentleman came by, asked if we needed some help, and we were still calling around to see if there was a part somewhere.  A little while later, the gentleman returned - he happened to live just about a quarter mile away.  We limped the vehicle to his house and he and I went off to the auto parts store, Anna and Shawnnessy stayed behind speaking to his wife and daughter.

Since we were in Utah, he told me all about the history of the area, shared that he was LDS.  I learned about the town, the community, his faith and to be perfectly honest, it was immeasurably enjoyable.  We got the bolt, headed back and repaired the vehicle.  Before long, we were back on the road.  We won't soon forget that incredible family in Utah who helped us out in a very tough patch.

More to follow...

*Transmission issues and the long hill up from Maryhill.

THC, Scattered Hamlet and Shotgun Rebellion...

Every once in a while there comes the perfect storm - a time, place and environment where everything just "clicks."  In the music industry, it's not always that way but coming up on January 28th at Thunder Alley in Oklahoma City, the musical perfect storm has arrived and it has done so with a vengeance. 

Madd Maxx productions has outdone itself on this one. 

Texas Hippie Coalition (THC) is headlining what will be a show that no one in attendance will soon forget.  THC is a unique hard rock band with an exceptionally unique sound that isn't just some "screamo" kind of groove.  Fans of hard rock, metal are flocking to THC shows because, well, there just aren't any like them.  I had the opportunity to see them perform on the Hard Rock Stage at Rocklahoma last year and in my honest opinion, they should have been playing the main stage.

Scattered Hamlet is a band whose sound is unique as well, traveling from Los Angeles to Oklahoma to get their feet wet in the Southern Rock scene and it makes perfect sense since that is really their groove.

Of course, my favorite band on the ticket is Shotgun Rebellion.  Not taking away from the headliner or SH, Shotgun Rebellion is an Oklahoma-based band, preparing for a tour of the Gulf Coast and their sound is not only intense, but filled to overflowing with soul.  Each original song has meaning, is designed to invite the listener into the very personal and very diverse lives of each of the band members.  I have come to know these guys personally and have to tell you that their commitment to awesome performances and original music is really second to none. Rick Davis (vocals/guitar), Steve Parnell (vocals/guitar), Jon Parr (bass) and Jared Adams (drums) have created a sound, a feel that is phenomenal.  And these guys were willing to help out the Hugs Project by performing at no charge for a benefit concert held in Edmond last year. 

The doors open at 7pm at Thunder Alley and tickets are still available - contact my friend Jon Parr for tickets.  They are only $12 and $20 gets you the VIP treatment.  With this show, you have the opportunity to experience national talent in a relatively intimate environment, up-close and personal.  There will be nothing like it.

Here are some selections from the bands for you to enjoy:

THC

Scattered Hamlet

Shotgun Rebellion

 

Thinking About It

The new year, for me, lasts through the month of January and it is a serious time of introspection.  New year's resolutions, the clean up from the party, plans for the future - they are all part of the American pathos and I drink deep from the pitcher of contemplation this time of year.

Looking at some of my friends' photo albums on social networking sites as they post the places they've been and the things they've seen, it got me to thinking about some of the things I've seen, the people I've met and thought I'd share a few of them with you.

Ted Nugent.  Back "in the day," the Motor City Madman was a regular guest on my talk show on WKY and I was fortunate enough to go on a pronghorn antelope bow hunt with him in Marfa, Texas.  The pronghorn I bagged hangs on my wall in my office, overlooking my madness and certainly laughing.  I also got to introduce him at a concert he did in Ardmore, Oklahoma.  It was a fascinating time, and for those of you who wonder whether or not the Nuge is just an act, well, I'm here to tell you that with Ted Nugent, what you see/hear is what you get.  He's the genuine article. 

Oklahoma Rifle Association Media Award.  I won the Mike McCarville Oklahoma Rifle Association Media Award back in 2007, and though it feels like a lifetime ago, I remember it quite fondly.  It was a total surprise to win it, having no clue that I was even in the running.  It sits proudly on the mantle over the fireplace, and every now and again I glance at it and grin...remembering the hard work on 2nd Amendment issues so many people back then put into legislation.  It truly was an honor.

Australia.  While serving in the United States Navy, I was blessed to travel to Singapore, Africa, the Philippines and yes, the big island of Australia.  It was everything everyone said it would be and while I don't know that I'd ever go back if given the opportunity, I do know that it was an amazing place - though the Outback has plenty of snakes and I'm not big on snakes.

Blackened Blues Band.  The first band I put together here in Oklahoma, included the late Bill Frank who is greatly missed.  He wasn't the greatest musician, but damn, that boy put everything he had into every song.  Our first gig was a Blues Jam and Wail that just seemed to work.  The turnout was good, the people were fun and it was an opportunity to play with a bunch of different musicians and different styles.  Today, I play in my band (Organized Chaos) and with Wild Heart - a classic rock, progressive country band. 

Campaigns.  I've worked on a number of different campaigns - some in the forefront, others in a behind-the-scenes capacity and I have won most of the campaigns I worked on.  Campaigns are tough and without thick skin, can tear away at your very soul.  Sometimes the good guys (and gals) win, sometimes the bad guys win.  The process itself is taxing, difficult and requires the ability to babysit candidates and deal with some purposefully negative garbage.  It isn't for he faint of heart and while I have worked with the Trinity Foundation who investigates fraudulent televangelists, I must say that many within the campaign world make televangelists look like Saint John.  All of that being said, I admit that the few straggler friends I have kept as a result make it all worth while.

Oklahoma Legislative Committees.  I have had the honor to make presentations to two Oklahoma House of Representatives Committees in the last few years, the first being the Wildlife Committee in pitching the Constitutional protection of hunting and fishing in Oklahoma which was a huge success.  The second was at the invitation of Representative Joe Dorman wherein I had it out with two criminal defense attorneys over the issue of DUI legislation.  We did, however, make some progress in legislation and Dorman is to be commended for his work.  It was intense, to be sure, but wouldn't have traded the opportunity for anything.

Creed.  Creed is a band whom you either love or abhor.  I happen to love them and for my birthday a couple years ago, my wife surprised me with tickets for their show in Dallas and it was incredible.  They are wickedly talented musicians who really know how to put on one hell of a show. 

There are just a few that have come to mind and I am sure my mind will wander and stumble on to more repressed memories of things I've done, people I've seen and I'll share them with you.  In the interim, have fun and be safe.

Keeping Up

2011 is gone, 2012 is upon us and I have come to the realization that I don't have the informational multi-tasking capabilities I once possessed in my younger days.  For example, I watched the returns of the Iowa Caucus last night, flipping between news channels and found myself confused, befuddled and wondering how so many "professional pundits" could have such remarkably different takes.  Unless of course, they are on the take, as it were.

Trying to keep up with the 24/7 news cycle is a daunting task to be certain.  Change is everywhere and every other day, the news channels are fussing with their graphics, changing their lower thirds, their sweepers and now, even Mike McCarville has changed his website.  What is this world coming to? 

Last night at band practice, drummer Bob Griffiths made some comments to me about this blog, asking if I planned on getting after it more aggressively with the campaign season bearing down on us.  He mentioned a few news stories that I had only glossed over and I kind of told him that I blog when the mood strikes me, not republishing every stinking press release I get but rather when I feel like talking, I do.  He laughed and told me he appreciated it - probably because there is just so much to filter these days.

This is an election year and yes, there is a lot at stake, but there is a lot at stake every election.  In 2006, every congressional candidate ran with an agenda, one with a sense of urgency because either the illegal immigrants or the Islamic terrorists would soon take over America.  Of course, it didn't happen, but don't tell them that.  In 2008, we realized that nothing promised in 2006 would come to fruition and we pretty much accepted it.  In 2010, more of the same.  In 2012, we're probably going to get exactly what we ask for - anyone but Obama.  But at what cost?

It's hard to keep up these days because there are far too many information resources available.  I make no bones about the fact that this blog is, always will be, little more than one man's opinions about issues and some commentary on life.  I'm not trying to change the world through press release redistribution or hyperbole.  I'm just running my mouth when I should probably just quietly go somewhere dark and damp to die.

But I'm not ready for that yet.

Casino Competition

Sara Evans

If you've spent any time on the road in Oklahoma, you've no doubt seen the billboards promoting any one of the multitudinous Native American Casinos we have in the great state of Oklahoma.  I saw one for the Riverwind Casino over by the Fairgrounds for an upcoming Sara Evans concert and it dawned on me...

Isn't a bunch of taxpayer money being spent to improve the building formerly known as the "Ford Center" as well as the Cox Convention Center?  Weren't these to be billed as new concert venues, blah, blah, blah?

Seems that perhaps we were wrong.

There is built-in competition now for large music venues and how the Oklahoma City Zoo Amphitheater stays alive with all the casino competition befuddles me.  And it isn't like the casinos are drawing in lesser-known artists...they are getting the big fish in the musical pond.

Just makes you wonder a little, doesn't it?