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We should read and respect history, not revise and forget it. Nature has not a human heart, but we do; yet Nature takes care of itself, so can’t we do the same? And Nature has not a rational mind, yet reconciles each day with the next, even as for her, mercy is not synonymous with strength. Nature, it seems, is inherently free to determine its own course, though some presume mysterious qualifications to know enough to impose their will over her. Is not the human spirit as free and formidable to determine its own course? Should we really look to predators among us to decide our worth? For Truth is not a semantic construct, changing from one belligerent and narrow-minded platform to the next as a pretext for power; it is timeless and unchangeable. It is as evident as the rising sun and shining stars though it rests sometimes beneath a rock, or upon a weary face. Greed, hatred and contempt are savage forces; faith , hope and charity are what distinguish the human heart and rational mind from wild beasts, and if we read and remember, rather than revise and forget, we will know Truth and discover we need not be ashamed of our human identity, or apologize for right to be free.

I did not bristle to learn that the Chinese Year of the Ox means hunkering down to hard work and toil with renewed discipline. This has defined pretty much every year that I have had since I can remember. The bright sun glinting off the long, thick icicles hanging form my eaves like stalactites (Σταλακτίτης)) help keep my house at a paltry 59 degrees, despite the 400.00-dollar gas bill. But it is a life-affirming sign and I have every confidence that spring is just around the corner.
It almost seems appropriate that last year was aptly called the Year of the Rat given the various plagues that vex us still as we plod forward under the yoke. I was at a dinner party this past weekend where a university professor was talking enthusiastically about her “bitch” class which examines the bitch archetype. This is what a liberal arts education can offer. I was not surprised, but irritated nonetheless to hear that Margaret Thatcher was lumped in with the likes of Imelda Marcos and Sinead O’Connor. Her point was students didn’t recognize many of her archetypes. Right Wing and Left Wing aside, I realized that the ultimate site of intelligent reasoning is properly the brain, however, I know enough of academia to understand that not even the brain can control the flaps on the Left Wing, thus any attempt to reason logically with them results in a vicious circle bearing left.
Margaret Thatcher (1925-) leader of the Conservative Party in Great Britain 1975-1990, was the first woman elected British Prime minister in 1979. She was the epitome of grace and courage, a woman of profound intelligence and class whose record needs neither explanation nor apology for anyone capable of reading history. Sinead O’Connor was a mediocre musician whose intolerable behavior and stupid antics were the direct result of her dysfunctional childhood. In liberal interpretation this means that she was a victim of circumstance which, though unfortunate, rightfully enables her pernicious contribution to the world. Nevertheless. That an educated academic should group Thatcher with O’Connor reveals a great deal about the larger liberal mindset. And the liberal mindset is in fierce dictatorial control of higher education in general.
Part of a conservative mindset is the importance of having some kind of good manners, at least in my experience. There are always exceptions, of course, but overall, having good manners is a plus in any situation. That said, I resisted the urge to challenge the professor because I did not want to offend my hostess. But now as I reflect on the whole affair, I wish more than ever to have secured a permanent position as a professor myself, on the chance that I could offer a course on conservative contributions to humanity. I would love to pit Nancy Pelosi against Margaret Thatcher as an exercise in comprehension; Logical Reasoning, World History, and Rhetoric would be pre-requisites as a means of insuring fair and intelligent discussion, rather than relentless proselytizing by bitter socialists with a captive audience . That alone would be worth the certain censure by my peers.

I feel like Yuri Zhivago writing at my desk surrounded by white swells of snow. The icicles reach almost from the eaves to the ground so it’s like I am caged in. Honestly, I had forgotten all about my blog, and then when I recalled starting it, I couldn’t remember how to access it. How lame am I anyway?

This is only my second post and already I get the feeling I am wasting space, competing with legions of bloggers who are ridiculously advanced in their craft and content. I never had much attention in the real world; I don’t know what possessed me to think I would be good at this. Instead of obsessing however, I will take a poetic approach and reason that someone is supposed to find me. Perfect. Now it feels like a mission.

Before the end of the year, a time when I customarily reflect on the past year and perform all manner of cathartic ritual, I decided to inaugurate a blog. I’m not sure I fully understand the merits of blogging, but I do understand the need. I have long been censored for my conservative, creative, and interdisciplinary responses to life, education, business, art, philosophy, religion–you name it–by a persistent (largely liberal) elite. As a result, I have sought release through creative outlets such as writing and art. To my surprise, however, even these arenas are controlled and stifled by elitists who often lack the talent and authority to command the territory they rule.

Enter the blog, the last frontier of freedom of expression, according to the United States Constitution (the one on the endangered species list.

I hope to create a forum for like-minded individuals who are frustrated by propaganda that masquerades as truth, or sincerity, or corruption, or deception. I am interested in interdisciplinary approaches to problem solving as a means of correcting the many wrongs and obstacles we face in our lifetime. I believe that we can use knowledge in an interdisciplinary way to restore humanity, instead of destroying it; this means I think artists, for example, can apply their expertise in effective, proactive ways instead of necessarily political and divisive ways. Notice that I am not merely suggesting that a series of murals with a message is the only contribution an artist could make. Being interdisciplinary means the technique, philosophy, and aesthetics of a particular expertise. For example, an artist might use his knowledge or experience working with certain materials as a lucrative insight into solving problems between diverse groups of people. Some people are like oil paints, and need to be thinned out in order to flow better on the canvas and dry more quickly. If a project is time sensitive, we need guache and acrylics, that dry fast and thin with water. Get the point? One wouldn’t, couldn’t expect to homogenize oils and acrylics without realizing the consequences of such a thing; the focus is on what materials (people) blend well (are compatible) with other materials. Anyway, more on this later.

This also means that doctors can offer priceless input in areas outside of medicine, and mechanics can provide promising solutions to biological sciences; the more opposed two disciplines might seem, the greater the challenge, and possibility of a successful problem solving tool.

I ask for patience and open-mindedness as I make my excursion into this undertaking. I hope to inspire those who still believe that mankind is worth saving, and that God is greater than nature, and that freedom is a birthright, and grace is not negotiable.