Tuesday, October 7, 2003|
I first read this on Musings & Migraines via Tom Tomorrow's This Modern World (the original link is here.): 5:08:35 PM | "Anti-gay preacher Fred Phelps has announced intentions to erect a monument to Matthew Shepard, the gay college student brutally murdered five years ago near Laramie. But the monument will be no memorial. Phelps says the monument would be 5 to 6 feet tall and made of marble or granite. It would bear a bronze plaque bearing the image of Shepard and have an inscription reading 'MATTHEW SHEPARD, Entered Hell October 12, 1998, in Defiance of God's Warning: "Thou shalt not lie with mankind as with womankind; it is abomination." Leviticus 18:22.' The monument would be erected in downtown Casper, Shepard's home town. Phelps has sent details of the monument to the city of Casper city council and there may be nothing the city can do to prevent it." It makes me sad that Fred Phelps and Matthew Shepard's names are now linked together, seemingly forever. Do a Google search for one and the other name comes up too. One man's hate chained to another's tragedy is an old story; that the story seems to have no end, will be perpetuated into the future endlessly, is heartwrenching. 
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Even baseball-haters and South Side Sox fans can appreciate this one. 4:48:22 PM | Has the curse been reversed? I guess we'll find out tonight when the Cubs face the Marlins. If you've got a few minutes to spare, listen to the audio play-by-play as three guys, a goat, and four tickets try to gain entrance into Minute Maid Park in Houston, TX. Check out the photos too. Cheezborger, cheezborger, no fry, chips!
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Fried Green al-Qaedas muses on the art of blogging today. I've been thinking a bit about such things myself lately, especially after my visit to the Zen Temple last month. 1:47:05 PM | In essence, I see blogging as a Zen practice. While many have gained something from writing a blog (book deal at best, a few readers if we're lucky), for many writing a blog is done simply for the act itself. To write with no thought of gain or profit. The internet is, in this way, one of the few places left in our culture for such a venture. We are driven by goals. The blog has no goal. It is what it is: a collection of musings on our present days. Sometimes these musings are insightful, beautiful; sometimes they reflect the chaos in the world around us or in our personal lives. They are most often of the moment. As are all things, blogs are impermanent. We can search for past posts, of course, but the front page is constantly changing (if we post, that is), a demonstration of the regenerative cycles of life and death and life again. Sometimes I find myself seated cross-legged on my bed, taking deep breaths as I read other blogs and write my own. No zafu pillow, no bells or gongs, only the computer and the blog. Only this moment, right now. I'm so happy to have joined this community. Thanks for reading.
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