July 26, 2011

Losing the war

Terrorism.

There are many definitions and many colours to it. There are ways and methods to terrorize. There are objectives of the group employing those methods.

One of the objectives of a 'Terrorist' Organization, almost always, is to, well, terrorize, its target Government / People, into a different way of life. Alter the openness and trusting nature of the society in the cross hairs. And I've been thinking, (and those thoughts now seem vindicated) that if the government of the United States was really fighting a 'War on Terror' (always seemed oxymoronic to me, this phrase), I believe it has lost. And Lost.

July 14, 2011

death again

The country has been hit again. Its painful.
There are lots of things that are wrong and need correction, so there is no more loss of life. Lots of people to blame (though no one will take responsibility, no heads will roll, nothing will happen, other than some 'investigations' and braggadocio talk), but there is something else that i was particularly agitated by.

News. Normal, uneventful days are bad enough with the 20 or so 'news' channels manufacturing non sense to grab eye balls. But on days like these.... when the broadcasting medium, that has a voice in millions of homes, and their inhabitants - the citizens of this country.... has the responsibility to report the facts as they are and do so in a fashion that does not add to the horror, anxiety and panic of those tuning in to the horrific events unfolding before their eyes.

It is quite the opposite now. Other than a handful of news agencies... DD, NDTV, CNN-IBN, every single 'news' channel has one liners flashing on the screen in blood red and font 48 size, with the 'reporter' literally shouting out unimportant but panic inducing details in a tone of voice that would suggest that its Armageddon this very moment and she is right in the centre of the theatre of war.

I am just angry right now. Agitated.

April 21, 2010

Up to a point, a man’s life is shaped by environment, heredity and movements and changes in the world about him. Then, there comes a time when it lies within his grasp to shape the clay of his life into the sort of thing he wishes to be. Only the weak blame parents, their race, their times, lack of good fortune, or the quirks of fate. Everyone has it within his power to say, “This I am today; that I will be tomorrow.”
— Louis L’Amour