Columbus Day Musings

Today is Columbus Day. Banks and Post Offices are closed here in the United States. We are in the Major League Baseball pennant race, Football Season and all sorts of hunting seasons. However, today we observe a holiday that commemorates the man who in 1492 sailed the ocean blue.

The memory of this man and his ideals is not a hard thing for me to honor. He did help to bring about the end of many worlds but he also represented powers less destructive, corrupt an evil than some on the stage. In addition the man’s sense of adventure, exploration, faith and courage are admirable.

There is a great deal that happened in the years leading up to and following hard upon 1492. First of all there was the recovery of the Classical and other Greek Culture from the Muslim States in Spain which led to the Renaissance. Today we use Arabic numerals and there certainly is much that Arabic and Islamic culture can claim to have contributed. However the destruction of Hellenic Christian culture in Egypt and all of North Africa, in what is now Turkey, Lebanon, Israel, Syria, Armenia and farther afield mostly was a transfer of a far superior civilization to the inferior and backwards Arab Muslim culture. The West was triply backward. Rome had never equalled the sophistication of the Alexandria, Jerusalem and Athens in their different ways. It surpassed them in some things but not overall socio-technical development. Then the relatively narrow and militaristic Romans were conquered by the more narrow and militaristic German Barbarians. The Greek influence from the East had helped to lead towards a new civilization untill the Muslims cut off those well springs as they destroyed what was a left of the great Greek civilization of the Eastern Roman Empire based in Byzantium. The conquest of the Muslims in Spain brought this scholarship back to the shriveled remnant of Christendom we would come to call Christendom. Many Jews converted because those who would not convert were required to leave Spain. There was a Spanish Christian King with a Jewish mistress who opposed forced conversions and was known as Pedro the Cruel and he was defeated at about this time by another Spanish Christian King. The good of this forcing of a single Spanish identity in formal religion that these Jews did refresh Christianity in the West from its Hebrew roots. The tragedy is the suffering of the nonconverting Sephardic Jews. The experience of Spanish Moslems mirrored that of Spanish Jews to some degree. The possibly Italo-Spanish Columbus of mixed Jewish and Latin descent came from all this to bring forth a new world off opportunity. The modern world is probably much better than it would have been had he not succeeded. Had he not succeeded then a much more violent, paranoid and desperate Muslim or Christian civilization would have succeeded decades later. Latin America remains a mix of Aboriginal American cultures and Latin Cultures as well as a genetic mix. Without Columbus and his ideals there would have been a more destructive approach in a few years I feel certain. I am not uncritical of his legacy but I still believe in civilization and he was a man committed to civilization. Never was mere selfishness, cowardice nor greed enough to shape his life. He was an imperfect man struggling to do good in an imperfect world. He sometimes struggled to do things less clearly good. However, he never fell away from seeking after true greatness.

We need people of the caliber of Columbus today. We need quests pursued to spectacular results. However, we have to have the Isabellas who will relive the legacy of the Spanish Queen who supported him…

Creative Writing and Civilization

I went to see Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps tonight with my parents it was my second time to see it. I also recently went to see the movie The Social Network. Each are films that join the ranks of Eat, Pray, Love this year and countless films from Ghandi to Platoon and Pay it Forward to Syriana in that they were trying to do more than entertain. All these films try to express human truth and plumb moral questions. I think that this is an apropriate thing for a movie to do.

I also have read some books recently from a group of biographical essays called Louisiana Women to Dostoyevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov and been aware of how much moral struggle was involved in creating these books. I am also writing a novel online and I am aware that in addition to plot and character problems and choices I am preoccupied with moral questions and answers.

Last night I watched Macbeth on Louisiana Public Television and was thinking of how Shakespeare plumbs moral questions in that dark tale. I think that morality is something we all must seek to understand and develope ourselves. But in this month of elections and votes I hope that we still as a people morally alive enough to make these decisions well. I think that literature still plays a role in developing that moral sensibility whether in novels, biographies or screenplays.

Chris Tavile Duplechain leaves us…

Chris Tavile Duplechain  was born on December 6, 1924 and died October 3, 2010. He was  a resident of Lafayette, Louisiana when he died but when I met the family he lived in St. Mary Civil Parish in the small city of Franklin.  Chris Duplechain died as a member of St. Mary Church which is a Catholic parish where I once worked as a youth minister.  Mr. Duplechain attended SLI which is the same school that was the University of Southwestern Louisiana when I was there and is now the University of Louisiana.  He was president of the Newman Club in 1949 at SLI and I participated in many aspects of college ministry in varied places. He was the recipient of a Fulbright Scholarship which I either applied for and never got or thought about applying for seriously but we both had studied oversees.  He  attended one year at the University of Nottingham, England  with the Fulbright and I got the two-year graduate Board of Regents Fellowship and earned my MA at LSU with that fellowship. He graduated as outstanding male student of the year in 1951 and I graduated as the Alumni Association Outstanding Graduate for my Spring Commencement in 1989. We had other things in common as well but these were more than enough to fill our conversations.

While he was more financially successful with this type of endeavors  we both had worked in radio and other broadcasting activities and had both served as lectors in Church. He and I were both very much involved in the Catholic Charismatic Renewal. He had a foot amputated and I have had trouble with my feet. He was almost exactly forty years older than I.   

I went to the Delohomme Funeral Home in Lafayette to pay my respects today. They have the details of his arrangements. I visited with his family who are noting and mourning his passing. I have known them all except one daughter. and her children. We were not very close but he was a significant part of my life. We both took a strong interest in Louisiana and he did a great deal for local bilingualism which I advocate. May he rest in peace.

Running Off to the November Elections

Well we have a party-led primary to give us a Libertarian candidate as well as Congressman Charlie Melancon as our Democratic US Senate candidate and Davis Vitter as our incumbent Republican US Senate candidate. We have passed two constitutional ammendments which have made changes to the Louisiana constitution. We have had our open primary in which Sammy Kershaw who shares with me roots in Vermilion Parish was squeezed out as close third in a race which had almost half a dozen candidates finishing well below him. That leaves the runoff election to Republican “Jay” Dardenne our current Secretary of State and Caroline Fayard a Democrat and Louisiana lawyer endorsed by Bill Clinton personally.

In addition to all of this we have lots of races which do not involve the entire state. We now look at the races which the rest of the country is anticipating to see who will control each chamber in Congress as well as our other offices up for election this term.

Election Day is Saturday October 2, 2010 in Louisiana

For the typical race this will be an open primary and the two top vote-getters will be in runoffs in November when the rest of the country votes by and large. The Senate race had a separate primary already and will have narrowed the field to three by party — possibly there will be no majority. Some are running unopposed and so they will be crowned and anointed in the manner of modern Teutonic monarchs tomorrow and some are two person races already and will produce a majority. The Lieutenant Governor, the appellate courts, the varied local races and the public service commissions advertise more than the school boards. But the school board races are big and important tomorrow. Every school board I know of outside New Orleans is electing its leaders tomorrow.

We also have two constitutional amendments on the ballot. One is to place GOHSEP staff in the unclassified civil service category. Another is related to official scheduling of the legislative year.  None of these issues were huge in my mind. I voted early and with less certainty as to how I should vote than usual.  However, I was enthusiastic enough to recommend voting to many people I met at the football game my nephews played in this morning. I posted the first half of this blog post last night and the longer post today feeling just about ready to call this the limit of my electoral involvement.  My precinct only had four items on the ballot after all.

What I Do When I Am Not Blogging These Days

I recently posted a blog post which dealt with misery and the life lived in that sense of unhappiness. This is another exploration of the gloomier side of things. I find that I am doing a lot of things in a few rooms, with a few people and in a few contexts. I find I am less in touch with many people than I used to be and sometimes it saddens me. But most of all I remind myself sometimes of Kerouac at the end of his short life, seldom venturing from his modest family home. The details of our lives are different and yet there is a pattern. There is a great deal of used to be and once upon a time kinds of involvement with life. Nonetheless, there are few changes that have not come with at least some new sliver of new off-setting opportunity. I do believe that since I was a child the odds were always that I would not find the way forward to the future I was seeking. That is true for very many children indeed.  Whatever I do in life it has to involve the fact that I spent a good portion of my life testing and evaluating the limits of people with regards to opposing the vast systems and energies which I regarded as mostly negative, evil and ubiquitous. But the bottom line is that it has been almost decade and a half since I was married.  It has been almost six years since I filed a tax return. It has been five years since I published an article in a newspaper.   In many ways I am now on the far side of a life spent finding ways to interact with the world that no longer form part of my daily experience. So  I am doing a blog post on my own life and where I am in terms of living and doing at various levels.  One thing I am not doing is prospering financially in a very big way.  Of course,  I know a lot of good people who are not. 

A change to smaller change in time I've spent

 

I am trying to make a move towards the future.  I think that we are as a human race in many ways rushing towards destruction.  I think that in many ways we are avoiding all the courses of action we should most be seeking out. I think that in many ways we are extremely separated from any real hope of things improving. Nevertheless, I try to keep moving forward on a wide front in seeking out a better future and also making a better life for myself. 

My sense of a cause has carried me to many places...

 

 Teaching, writing in various formats and  engaging in activities that simply consist of maintaining whatever lifestyle I am in have certainly occupied much of my life. I read a lot and have corresponded broadly with a great number of people in very many places.  Nonetheless, my life has largely been a blocked off and horribly distorted life. 

All my nieces & nephews@ the time @ Kissinoaks

 

I have remained involved in the lives and concerns of my extended family and I believe that maintaining that connection has been worthwhile.  It is something I will keep trying to maintain and through them I both perceive and have an effect upon larger segments of the world. It is not always easy to do nut it is one of my priorities.  My own involvement in family has also been tied to views and concerns about family which are important to me. I am occasionally involved in some effort to promote a view of family which I find better and to strive to make family an experience which has better possibilities. This has me pushing for some issues seen as feminist and against others. For some parts of a traditional conservative agenda and against others. 

Me leading my sisters on a Carabao on Mindanao in the Philippines

 One of the areas of happiest memories for me  is of memories spent with my younger siblings as well as nieces and nephews. However, right now those memories seem fairly remote. I am more concerned than usual with whether I helped prepare them to deal with the evils and struggles my siblings now face as adults and which my nieces and nephew must face at  varying different points in the future. 

 In my life I have seen the awful horrors of almost infinite cowardice over and over again. Among my varied goals in life is to confront the evils, dangers and challenges that must be confronted in as direct and timely a fashion as is possible and not entirely foolhardy. I live surrounded by the ruins of much of what I think matters most.  That is why I must struggle whenever I can to keep everything from becoming ruin.  

My causes have included: 

1. Seeking to be faithful to the legacy of Scripture and promoting a good understanding of it. 

2. I seek to have a real and useful connection with the best of Western Civilization and also learn from other civilizations. 

3,I seek to work towards a more responsible  relationship between humanity and the natural environment than was the one which largely defined our recent past and many other pasts. However, I do not wish to abandon the struggle for progress. 

4. I seek to make a difference in the realm of sexuality, sex, love and family for myself and others. I try to live out of my own base of convictions as regards these matters 

However, these four causes all blend into a certain vision of life and also are accompanied by other causes.  There are many times when an incident like 9-11, Hurricane  Rita or the Macondo  BP oil spill rearrange my thinking so that all of the issues I am concerned with are seen interacting in a single context and are viewed through a single lens.  Then there are times like this time in my life when all of things going on are viewed through a kind of dull gray filter. Some would call it depression based on that one fact but although they are related and I have been depressed there are other complexities to the experience. I am focusing on the sad, negative and problematic right now. I do think that there so very many negative realities that deserve to be understood. Then in addition, I sometimes put all the sad thoughts aside for various good reasons and therefore it may be a balancing act to focus on the dark side some times.  We live a life both in the experience of internal states of mind and engaged with external challenges, forces and actors. 

In this blog and in all other aspects of my life I have never found a shortage of challenges that need to be confronted. I have never lacked for a crises within range of my own voice and pen and keyboard to address. The BP oil spill of recent months was just one of my troubles that life has brought my way.  I have lived in a state of engagement with varied crises most of my life — whether or not I have felt or been successful in engaging with them. I think that almost everyone who blogs, practices a religion and engages in the social dialogue contends that a very great deal of all that can be right with the world is right with the world.  If not then they contend that either a few huge problems are ruining everything or else they have not thought about what is logically required for one to have a complaint and contend that things just have to be lousy. Mostly they are largely optimistic.  I do not contend either of these things. I contend something else.

The world is largely run like hell. I try to change it a little or a lot in the right ways. That is how I sincerely see things. But at this stage in my life it is not a sense of zealous hope that drives me. I am truly exhausted  at a deep interior level. Yet in that basic state of mind which I am choosing to call exhaustion my energy level fluctuates a great deal. There are times when I feel that I am really accomplishing something and am energized by this experience. However, the general trend has been to recognize the extremely low likelihood of making the differences that I never doubt I must commit myself entirely to making when I have anything left to give to the purpose.  

There are times when I am very much in the frame of mind that there is no particular reason not to feel very bad about how things are working out in my life and the world around me. There have been a few time when asked about my life and plansIi have honestly and sincerely replied.” I am aware that life is likely to be an ever-increasing hell beyond fantasy. It is already amazingly horrible. But I have to keep going.” That is a state of mind to get out of as quickly as possible. But I do not believe in the kind of simplistic single form of truth some of my friends who struggle with post modernism believe in out of reaction. Many kinds of truth are universal, relatively speaking. But they cannot all be reduced to a simple single formulation of life experience certainly. 

There have been times when I was really happy. Never in an uncomplicated way that meant that all was right with the world. However, I have been happy enough that the details of the world’s operation did not matter to me much. I hope to be a bit happier soon but today the world appears to me as it has been made by all its many woes and tragedies.

Governor Jindal Addressed Modest Sized Group in Abbeville

The A.A. Comeaux Recreational Center in Comeaux Park had a modest-sized crowd. The three sponsoring organizations were lightly represented. These were the Chamber of Commerce, the Rotary Club and the Kiwanis Club. Abbeville’s Mayor Mark Piazza was the Master of Ceremonies and I think I recall that State Senator Nick Gauthreaux  introduced the governor. Over half a dozen elected officials were present. These included Clerk of Court Dianne Broussard, Parish Assessor Kathy Broussard and State Senator Nick Gauthreaux. There were a cluster of attendess from the local Indian-American community. There were a few of my personal friends. However, there was not a very large crowd after one names these groups of people. Jindal reviewed his time in office and administration policy so far and noted the awards and rankings he had achieved.

He did not entirly neglect the BP spill and its aftermath as well as his response. Such was the pace that he covered many basic issues from coastal restoration to federalism briefly. However, it was largely an incumbent’s stump speech. He reviewed the policies he had put into effect and how they had achieved some good effects. These were largely in administrative and legislative technical changes.

Because of the smallish crowd he was able to speak with a high percentage of the attendees in an individual face to face context afterwards. I took advantage of the opportunity and was pleased with the conversation I had with Governor Jindal. However, I had no camera and so I got no picture and cannot share the moment with posterity or with those of you reading this blog in a visual way.

Jindal In Abbeville this afternoon.

I am not committing to be there but I hope to attend the “Building a Better Louisiana” conference in the Comeaux Center in Abbeville this afternoon. Governonr Jindal will be addressing the group. Maybe I will see some of you there.

Misery: The Reasons to Continue Living a Miserable Life

Sunday September 26, 2010 the New Orleans Saints lost a home game in overtime to their toughest competitors in the NFC South this year  – the Atlanta Falcons. At halftime both teams were tied as well as at the end of regulation play. It was a well-played game with nuns as guest of honor, a huge and emotional  crowd and some really impressive play by so many from Vilma and the defensive squad to Thomas, Henderson, Shockey and Colston — but especially it featured a superb performance by Lance Moore. There was a good performance with Drew Brees but also some interceptions. The notable failure of Hartley on two field goal attempts and having Bush off the field with an injury were the most notable factors contributing to the loss. It was a glorious game hard played between two teams. There was nothing bad about it except the final result but the loss did remind me of the so very many very bad days in the past.  It reminded me just a tiny glimmer of how it felt to root for the local team when things looked so very bad. I expect the Saints to end up being pretty good this season but even if they are not I will be a Saints Fan. That fact reminded me that in many ways I have been very unhappy and displeased  most of my life by so very many things.  I remembered that in some ways the Saints of the worst season match my life more than the Saints of the good seasons or the Saints of last year’s spectacular season.

 I have decided to focus on all that is good about living a horrible  life in this post. Maybe this can be used to discourage a trend of suicide somewhere. Maybe it can be used to make those who do not feel miserable feel better about themselves. I am writing an autobiographical note. Many of my autobiographical writings have  touched on this theme but this is a note focused on one of the themes entirely and directly. This is an effort to look at my life primarily as a prolonged and intense misery.

I think that in all of this story of misery and unhappiness I  will start with my right foot. There is a rather large birthmark on top of it and it tends to varying degrees of swollen, painful and deformed dysfunction. I am more aware of that than usual this week. Sometimes I can participate in many  strenuous activities and it does not bother me much for many months and other times it keeps me in cheap sel applied braces and home therapies for months at a time with seldom any break from these routines — but I am still mobile, ambulatory and active most of every day. I do not remember my birth and so I wonder if I was crushed or injured, if it happened in utero or it was genetic.   I have vague memories related to this injury as a child including the fact that I never had a good foot doctor and also that some adults discussed amputating the foot and how I never recovered respect for most adult opinion after that. Since those days my life has led me to feel that Hell is somehow a very subjective thing and that I was really born into hell in many ways. The world is at least out of sync with what I would call the idea of what is good. Why that may be is a very complicated question if one really tries to answer it adequately.

Now at 46 years of age I  am experiencing some of the signs of aging. Those things do not improve my quality of life.  However, the main thing I remember is how many and varied the bad times have been. How very bad the very bad times have been. It is interesting that I do not feel I have suffered far more than everybody else. In fact I  have known people who were suffering much more than I was when I met them. But things are just so amazingly awful that I have often been caught up in complete amazement at how often multiple very great evils oppose one another and squeeze out almost anything that I could call good. I look back a t times when I helped a child  or an adolescent  pass a difficult course and I feel pretty good about that. I look back at times I dropped off a box of food, a bag of candy or medicines with people who really needed it and I feel good. I look back on bringing people  in jails with limited resources  small bars of soap and  pieces of fruit with satisfaction. I look back on writing about special overlooked stories about interesting people  for newspapers and other publications  and I feel good. But overall I think of how much was always getting so much worse and still is getting so much worse and  how horrible it was to be able to do so little good.

I just feel discouraged, well not just discouraged but I do feel discouraged. I feel so sad for all the bad things that happened to people I knew and cared about but could not really help.I also remember countless good deeds done to me and to others but I  am truly amazed at how many truly horrible things I have witnessed in my life. Literally I do feel that “things have worked out” amazingly badly on this planet. That the human condition is surprisingly horrific. My own life is simply in harmony with this larger trend.  I have sometimes described this to close friends as a sense that one is playing a game for which the winning score is 21 or over but one has a handicapped starting position which make it impossible to get past zero in the number of plays one has available. Thus the most heroic efforts would result in what the fair observer would regard as normal nothing.

I am not coming to this realization from the point of view of someone who is innocent and totally free of any of the evil he sees in the world. It is more probable that I regard myself as an unrealistically tough and resilient player in the dark and seedy games of life. Yet there are a number of things I really do regard as evil even if I have done them and consider them to be things I understand well. Likewise there are people I have cared about and who have mattered to me whom I could not really call “good people”, “true friends”, loyal or anything else along those lines  despite the connection between us. Overall they were in my honest opinion at the very least bad guys or baddies depending on your dialect. But I am not willing either to write off all that was good about them.  Overall, the context was just rotten to the core and they were part of that rotten milieu. However, there was good in them, in us and in the environs.

I have looked hard and listened intently in life. Hope has not been something I have been inspired to see or feel a great deal in the searching I have done. There have been moments of hope but they have been islands in a sea of other things.

All of this makes me conscious of the fact that when good things happened in sports, work, creative or other projects involving me or near me I was happy and enjoyed them, I did live in those movements. Part of that means that I am still living in the moment  of many happy things — one of them is that the New Orleans Saints are a great football team.  I don’t believe there is anything bad about good per se. In other words it is just plain good to see good things happen.  But compared to a lot of Saints fans these days I will be able to handle to lows a bit more easily.

I am afraid there is no limit to how low the lows will go however, this post has not become a list of horrors and evils. Just to list diseases, forms of violence and terrors that have claimed my friends is not enough to make this into that kind of post. I have worked very hard to accomplish very little in the big picture and I will keep trying. “Maybe”, one hopes, “life as a whole will be like being a Saints Fan. That would mean that despite many sad and troubled times of defeat there will come some times of happiness and victory that are so great nobody can question them.” That is a long hypothetical mental quote isn’t it?  If the day of clear joy and goodness does not come there will still be  those things I listed in the beginning that really happened. Those are similar to the better seasons the Saints had in the past before they had these last few great years. It would be nice to be happy but being sane is nice too. To keep on and know things are bad is to recognize that life has value and that if things really ever went well one could appreciate the good times  better than if one had called the bad times good. I really have been and still am enjoying the success of the Saints. I wish I could afford a little more hope but I do enjoy the good moments with family and friends. I do value the good memories even if I think they are atypical.

National Book Festival and Other Things I am Not Doing

This weekend is the National Book Festival in Washington, DC. This is the book festival most associated with government of our Union. One of my brothers is hosting and my parents and their intake class of missionaries are attending a family conference at the Our Lady of the Bayou Retreat House which Family Missions Company is in the process of acquiring.  I looked over the program for the conference and did some not to be noticed small things to help them get ready for the conference.  However, I will not be attending the conference for myriad reasons. I will not be going to the National Book Festival being held on the National Mall either although I have watched some of it on television  and that includes hearing Former First Lady Laura Bush speak.  I may watch some more of it on television later. I am planning to go to a football game to be contested by my three young nephews. For whatever reason, I will be happy to try to make that work.

This is also a time of year when I remember my only Mid-Autumn Festival in China. This Moon Festival  was  a very special one which left me with more than a dozen really delicious Moon Cakes from friends, students  and  colleagues. This was a great occasion. As I sit in my room still largely marked by Chinese memorabilia there are no Moon Cakes around. All of this is just part of what I am not doing. Not doing these things ought to help me to do other things. I will always do some thing and always leave others undone.

This simple universal condition is the idea behind my blog post today. I may post more tomorrow or even later tonight if I decide not to do something else.