Collaborative Ineptitude

Even a 1-degree shift causes desolation and ice ages

Geophysicists and astrophysicists are in common agreement:  Earth is in a very fragile state of ecological homeostasis.  Geo and astroscientists as well as archaeologists know that the Sahara Desert was once a lush green oasis just 6,000 years ago until the earth’s axis moved less than one degree closer to the sun.  This was no surprise to scientists.  Our planetary wobble (or axial obliquity in scientific terms) happens about every 41,000 years in conjunction with other variations such as Jupiter’s and Saturn’s orbital gravitational forces onto earth, or shifts down in earth’s molten core resulting in major earthquakes.  Earth’s axis is in perpetual flux moving ever so slightly over centuries.  It is currently at 23.44 degrees and decreasing, nearing the end of another 41,000 year cycle.  Unfortunately, axial obliquity and tectonic plate shifting have catastrophic effects often coupled with mass extinctions of species.

New York City after sea levels rise just 70 meters

As our protective atmosphere continues to gain more CO2 (carbon dioxide) from humans burning fossil fuels such as coal, gas, and oil making the surface more susceptible to the sun’s heat and radiation, melting the polar ice caps and pushing sea levels up over one foot per century, the homeostasis is disrupted more.  Again, scientists are in agreement that by the next two or three centuries the earth’s sea levels will rise between 230 – 250 feet.  Metropolitan areas such as London, New York, Paris, Berlin, Los Angeles, Washington D.C. and New Orleans will all be under water.  These alarming facts are not at all apocalyptic prophecy fulfilled or the coming of some miraculous rapture.  This has been simple cold hard science beginning around the First World War and today in geophysical and astrophysical communities is well-known.  Earth and the solar system she belongs has always been going through violent changes.  It is not a question of if or ever, but when.  The more critical question is… How are we as simple human beings going to manage together the cataclysmic threats to the human race?

Five Amish teens experience “the Devil’s world”

Religious, ethnic, gender, or racial separatism will most certainly fail, and fail miserably.  In the coming two centuries those four global and social discords will be mankind’s greatest challenge.  How mammoth are these challenges?  Regarding religious separatism, National Geographic recently aired a documentary called Amish On Break where five Amish 16 year olds take for the first time in their lives a four-week excursion outside their ultra-sheltered communities and over to Great Britain.  It airs again Monday, June 27, 2011 on the National Geographic Channel.  If you would like to watch a 3:35 video clip, click here.

What was most astonishing in the 1-hour episode was how naïve these teenagers were of the outside world’s real hardships or achievements.  On one occasion the five sat in one of their British host’s school classrooms.  The teacher read a quote from the U.S. Constitution, written of course by Thomas Jefferson, saying “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”  He tried to engage the American Amish boys in the meaning and impact of those words, but they had no idea what the U.S. Constitution represented nor who Thomas Jefferson might have been; they had nothing at all to contribute to the U.S. political history class.  In the Amish-Mennonite communities formal education is only from age 6 to 14 and includes just reading, writing, and mathematics.  Beyond those basics the rest of their education concentrates on Amish vocational training and socialization strictly within Amish values.

On another occasion during a formal dinner, the host mother asked the Amish teenagers if they were active in any Green Movements such as recycling or if they were aware of global warming.  Again, the five couldn’t explain at all what global warming involves, how CO2 increases the green-house effect, or even that their U.S. federal and state governments enact laws and policies that can directly or indirectly effect their own homes!  They were silent with empty gazes for their hosts.  It would be safe to assume the Amish teenagers would also not be able to speak anything on the matter of global drought and rising water shortages.

The Amish are by no means the world’s only separatist.  Many other religious groups are socially less educated and unaware.  Sadly, some separatists do not care for any broad education but live only to kill and die ushering in their own self-perceived after-life.

I have no ill-feelings for the Amish-Mennonite people.  Unlike many religious separatists, they are some of the most peaceful respectful humans on earth.  Their work ethics are to be greatly admired.  Their simple humble lives offer several emotional and physical benefits to the general American high-stress, competitive lifestyle.  However, I can’t help but classify their “faith” any differently than the rest of this world’s current non-militant theocracies, ecclesiocracies, or groups that have separatist-doctrines as the following:

Islāmic states (Sharia) or ethnic groups:  Afghanistan, Iran, Mauritania, Oman, Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, Somalia, Sudan,Yemen.

Vatican City and then where Roman Catholicism is state religion:  Costa Rica, Liechtenstein, Malta, Monaco, and cantons of Switzerland.

Israel (Zionism).

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An even greater number of nations adhere to Roman Catholicism, Eastern Orthodoxy, Anglican, or Lutheran tenets within their laws; 27  nations exactly.  Then the rest of the planet has a seemingly infinite variety of tenets from Mormonism, Hinduism, Buddhism, Islam, and Christian Protestant like the Amish-Mennonite.  Trying to decide which group contain active radical separatist movements or primarily historical movements that have become passive or completely disregarded is a frustrating task for unity.  Any Fortune 100 CEO would be seriously challenged to reverse the proverbial chief-to-indian ratio to an efficient profitable working corporation.  To avoid complete bankruptcy, this fictional board of directors would be attempting to coalesce a crippled workforce — all claiming absolute truth and God’s favor — just to carry out a few simple turnaround tasks.  What this planet will soon be confronting is on a scale that not even the richest, most powerful Western nations, much less the religious supremacist,  can dream to manage.  It must be a collaborative global effort.

For the sake of the next two, three or four generations after us, it is time to seriously consider not just whether the human race will survive, it will; but more importantly maximizing how many can be spared.  And for apocalyptic fatalists who proudly proclaim their ideological discriminations, the cold hard facts are that the many forces of this planetary system and its Universe doesn’t discriminate in the least.  These cyclical violent changes will indeed happen and they will claim WHOMEVER they want.  Religious, ethnic, gender, or racial affiliations or passive beliefs of rapture will all fall irrelevantly mute.  We are clear and simple Homo Sapiens.  If we have any real threats to our survival, they are only two:  ourselves and the cosmos in which our submissive planet exists.  One we are fully capable of managing.  The other demands nothing less from us than unified collaboration.

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Abraham Demands Your Skin!

No introduction is needed.  Jack Black, Michael Cera, and Hank Azaria have it covered quite well.  This is a short clip from the 2009 film “Year One“, one of my favorite comedy films though its ending was lacking.  If you haven’t rented it and you’re a fan of great parody — particularly a fan of Michael Cera — then you should crack a few ribs laughing all through this film.  Feel free to tell me which line is your favorite; I have two or three!  Enjoy…

A Gulp of Humbleness

I woke the other morning to what seemed like a typical early morning in the Texas hill country.  Part of my routine at first light is pouring a cup of freshly made hot coffee with a splash of Amaretto, in front of the kitchen windows looking out over the unusually green grass which is the well-cared for, well watered vegetation of the entire front yard and hill.  A contrast of color set against the years of long draught that has been arid southwest Texas.  As I look up through the window, I count not four deer, not six deer, but eight happily grazing on the moist St. Augustine grass.  You might think no big deal, right?  Actually, for the last two or more months decent food or vegetation for omnivores around the hill country of Texas have dwindled to all-time lows due to the long draught.  This fertile fragile Garden of Eden that I’ve worked so hard to keep up and keep alive has become a battleground between man and beast!  Well, perhaps not big nasty ferocious beasts that would slay Christians in the Roman coliseum, but very hungry Texas doe, with their young.  I am greatly outnumbered and THAT makes a great hero-warrior story like this epic!

"That 2-legger sure dances funny."

My masculine sense of protector of kingdom and castle immediately kicks in!  I grab my flip-flops quickly sliding them on with as much vengeance as the great Achilles must have felt against Troy’s best warrior Hector!  I remember that some grass spots were already eaten down to the bare roots.  This fuels more of my soldiering rage!  I’m saying to myself, “No!  HELL NO…not on my watch!”  I throw open the door and jump out.  I let out a maniacal laugh and think “Ahhhh, man one….beast ZERO!”  But my glory was short-lived, very short-lived.

I had only scared them about 25-yards away, still within a comfortable stroll back into Eden as soon as I returned inside my castle walls.  With even more determination and kingly authority, I reached down to pick up our landscaping rocks.  “I’ll show them just how serious I am AND show my Major League Baseball power and accuracy!”  Wooosh!  The rock flies to the target at lightening speed.  Silence.  Those doe’s casually look down where the rock fell, walk over and sniff it, then look back at me!  This enrages me more.  I reach down and in a span of 3-5 minutes I am hurling rock after rock after rock…and every time the same reaction:  they go over and sniff my bullets-of-fear as if I was trying TO FEED THEM!  With utter astonishment, I bow-up and say, “Alright, that’s it.  You perky little Bambi’s are going down.  This is a war of supremacy and all of you are getting it tattooed on the ass!

I throw my hands up and roar at them.  Nothing; just the look above in the picture.  I pick up two more rocks, hum them past and near their stern stubborn bodies.  They stroll over and sniff.  Now I am near wits end.  I start running straight at them with the face of any psychotic Apache or Comanche warrior — still the same ears and snouty noses.  It is not until I get about 10 yards away that the herd finally runs down the hill, and the YOUNGEST is the last to flee.  I returned to my undefended fort exhausted, huffing and puffing out of breath.  I flopped down into my throne-of-a-recliner with my now cold coffee and reflected on the battle.  It was not pretty.  Had I just been given a taste of my new evolutionary place?  Had I just been dealt a reality check on my spot in the food chain?  I cannot believe they showed me so little fear!

When enough time had passed for my reflection, I thought to myself and all the rocks I heaved at them….”Thank all Gods of War I did not have a family to feed back in my cave!

 

 
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Can America Now Be Truly Brave?

LGBT supporters in France

In an unprecedented show of great unity today, the United Nations’ Human Rights Council voted 23 in favor, 19 opposed, and three abstentions passing a resolution ending all violence in the world based on sexual orientation and gender identity.  This resolution is a HUGE step toward a planet with more patience, tolerance, love, and simple human integrity — something that patriarchal Middle Eastern countries and obviously those with much more violent intolerant religious Islāmic zealots — must take heed at the risk of increased isolation from the rest of the world’s nations.  And the United States cannot by any means pretend hypocritically that they are fully onboard with the rest of the world.  America too could just as easily risk the same isolation from truly freer nations that certain Middle Eastern countries could face or have faced.  With much gratitude and excitement, here is the CNN news article…

U.N. Council Passes Gay Rights ResolutionJill Dougherty CNN Foreign Affairs

I am very curious to know what the U.S. vote was in light of the fact that here, America as a whole does not offer the pursuit of happiness to all or protect fully its own LGBT population.  Can America now be truly more brave and join the rest of the nations being highly courageous in the fight for simple human rights?  This American believes wholeheartedly it can.

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A Progression of Percussion

Egyptian stone motif c. 3000 BCE

How far can time be broken down?  How many different tempos can be part of one tempo?  There may be a few viewers unable to fully appreciate this drumming journey as much as a fanatical drummer will.  Hopefully, my tribe-of-the-skins will!  Send any of your drumming friends by!  They like me, who are instantly moved from ear,  to arms, to fingers, to the heartbeat, then to the hips and finally to the feet… there is no cure for rhythmic-addiction, especially if it took hold of your body and soul at the age of six.  Don’t bother finding me a RA support group (Rhythmics Anonymous) because I am an energized kinetic-lifer!

Written in an earlier post In My Tribe, there is a spiritual connection between a drum’s membrane or the drumhead, the various sound waves it produces, and the conduit it travels to the heart, soul and the rest of the body.  Former drummer of the Grateful Dead and now a professor of percussion’s ancient roots, Micky Hart joins the greater cosmic rhythms symbiotically into our body’s natural rhythms; he describes:

We live on a planet of rhythm and time.  A planet that completes its cycle around the sun every 365 days, with a moon that cycles around us every 28 days, and we rotate around our own axis every 24 hours.  These cosmic cycles and our bodily ones, all connected to the circadian dance of day and night.  The mystery of rhythm and time found for a moment in the soul’s drum.  When it is right, you feel it with all your senses, every thread of your being.  It is the ‘sweet spot’ of connection.

As many parents do with their kids, I was enrolled in instrumental lessons of some sort; Mom named me after her favorite guitarist, so naturally I was going to learn the guitar.  But as fate would have it inside my practice room at the nearby Brook Mays Music Store, I heard the pounding of my calling next door in their practice room not mine.  Done.  Once Mom realized that she could not get me back over to the guitar, she gave in and scheduled my first drum lesson!  As a boy, the first step in becoming a percussionist is learning the basic rudiments.  Boring?  At that time yes, but in hindsight it was most assuredly the right move.  To drummers-percussionists, precise syncopated rhythms are not just important, indeed they are sacred — holy, transfusing sound pushing us to a Greater High.  By high school marching band, I was playing the Quads.  I wished our percussion line was an eighth as good as this drumline and flag corp below from Basel, Switzerland or the more laid-back Hip Hop drumline after.  Notice the near infinite various independent rhythms all simultaneously woven into one primal tempo.


More liberal and not as ‘formal’ as drum corps is the no less exquisite tempos of the drum kits and their Masters.  Growing up my Lord of Percussion was the renown Neil Peart of the Canadian rock band, Rush.  Not only is Neil a phenomenal drummer like Swiss clockwork, but an even more accomplished lyricist.  When one of my soccer teammates first introduced Rush to me, like candy or ice cream to a child,  I could not get enough!  Neil’s unworldly precision and syncopation between his two hands and two feet, all four beating out hypnotic sound, I thought “Wow, so this is what drum-heaven is like!” — to this very day La Villa Strangiato is regarded as one of Peart’s eternal creations.  The following video is not Neil Peart but another excellent drummer demonstrating the beautiful complexity of the 1978 song.  It is not the full 9:30 minute version of the song, but a highlight of the most advanced rhythms perhaps Neil ever created.  If you would like to listen to the entire song click here.  The full version has a mind-blowing amount of time changes, tempo changes, mood changes, and several music genres mixed in that would challenge Mozart’s comprehension!  But this video grabs the highlights…

Percussion is not limited to corporate designed and manufactured musical cylinders and heads.  Many everyday items lying around the home or office, inside and out can be instantly turned into a drum or percussion instrument.  Perhaps you’ve heard of The Blue Man Group or another theatrical show named Stomp.  Watch how the latter use almost anything imaginable to turn mundane objects into an industrial orchestra…

Finally, I arrive at a most aggressive form of drumming that seizes my beast-of-rhythm just as equally as drum and bugle corps shows.  I had a very difficult decision between ending this blog with my 2nd most favorite drummer, Danny Carey of the metal band Tool…or the live drum kit duel between Sulley Erna and Shannon Larkin, both of Godsmack.  Erna and Larkin won out, but needless to say searching Danny Carey of Tool on YouTube is in my drumming opinion definitely worth a look.  Not to mention that many famous drummers in jazz, blues, rock, and metal started as percussionists either in high school marching bands, or in the nationally and internationally competitive Drum & Bugle Corps championships.  Drawing the curtain on this post, I hope I have opened up a tiny view into the emotion, force, and spirit of percussion, at least as it comes from inside my soul.  Enjoy…

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