Benjamin Franklin, American

It’s no secret that Benjamin Franklin is my gold standard for quality when it comes to all things American. Lately, I’ve delved into a biography by H.W. Brands titled, The First American. The book starts off with our man Mr. Franklin before King George’s Privy Council. The king’s men give old Ben a wicked dressing down. As Mr. Brands says, a lesser man would have been humiliated. Not Benjamin Franklin. He knew this was the end, as in the end of his loyalty to Britain. It was also the beginning, though the revolution wouldn’t kick off for about two more yeas.

I’ve heard various discussions here in Philadelphia about Ben Franklin, his habits, his lusts, his failings. This is pop culture balderdash that deserves no more than a passing mention in non-permanent media outlets. In this regard I subscribe to the policy of letting the man without sin cast the first stone. Every human is fallible and subject to human weaknesses be they of the flesh, the emotions, or simply errors in judgement. In fact, I’d venture to say Ben Franklin had quite a few less flaws than many other so-called great men.

Thus, there is no shame, and in fact worthy pride, that Ben Franklin is held up as not only a founding father of the United States of America, but also an example of how to conduct one’s life. He was tolerant, ambitious, learned, and wise. What frightens me most is the view of the current crop of leadership held against his silhouette. The damn fools mucking up in government today seem hell bent on the abandonment, if not outright destruction, of the principles Franklin and his band of 19th Century radicals fought to establish. Today’s leadership palls in comparison. The founding father’s had their brawls, feuds, and fights. However most of them were more a matter of how to implement a successful strategy than over what the strategy should be.

And so in this election season, I’ll judge candidates by the Franklin Standard. If they bow to opinions beyond the border, if they see the United States as a cow to be milked by whiners and half-wits, and if they refute the proven principles of limited government over the self-reliant, well, then they’ll get neither my vote nor my sympathy. On the other hand, if they lead with boldness, unafraid to speak well of a nation that has done so much for so many, and put forth a platform that recognizes the necessity of individual solutions to seemingly collective problems, then I will make my mark by their name.

As Benjamin Franklin once said of the newly formed United States of America, “A republic, if you can keep it.”

Published in: on September 12, 2008 at 3:16 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Gear UP!

I remember my first flight. It was on the old Eastern Airlines. My family and I flew from Allentown-Bethlehem-Easton airport in Pennsylvania to Orlando, Florida. It was a Disney vacation for the five of us. The plane was not very crowded and we were allowed to spread out. I clambered into a window seat to watch the take off. For a small boy, it was huge thrill.

Since then, I’ve done my share of flying in various types of aircraft, from jetliners to small single engine craft to helicopters. Each time the plane makes that final turn onto the runway for takeoff, I can’t help but anticipate the joy of leaving the ground. The sound of the landing gear locking in the up position means we’re on our way to cruising altitude.

These days I’m fortunate to be able to travel to several faraway places on an annual basis. The downside is that travel is not as friendly as it was back on that flight with Eastern. Something happens when people get in line at the airport for a security check. Whatever it is, it only gets worse when they board the plane. By the time they’re in the air, they’re practically out of their minds. They commit all sorts of horrible acts. They harass the cabin staff. They expect gourmet meals from a galley the size of a closet. They have to smack the seats in every direction on their way back and forth to the lavatory the way a five-year-old would. On top of it all, they complain that their ticket costs too much. Really? They probably paid less per mile than it costs to drive a car with four paying people over the same distance.

I have no idea what causes this form of behavior. Flying used to be fun, glamourous, and exciting. I remember people used to dress well for a trip on an airplane. Now, it’s like a cattle call for that annoying character in every sitcom. Why? If you simply want to grind on people, pick another place, like your local Marine Corps base where the people inside might give back plenty of what you dish out. They might enjoy it and you might find it instructional.

Sadly, this experience replicates itself on cruise ships, in hotel lobbies, and on beaches, not to mention the line at the grocery store, the local freeway, and the movie theatre. I witness it and can’t help but wonder, “Man, can’t you work out your issues some other way?” I hear so many people talk about the pressure they’re under, the stress, the awful lives they lead. Hey, man, change it. Again, don’t tell me you can’t. It only took Edison a couple thousand tries before he got the light bulb. The Wright Brothers wrecked plenty of planes before they got one to fly. No doubt Harley and Davidson wiped out a good many bikes before straddling a cruiser that took to the road with all the glory they had envisioned. These people were doing things for the first time, things no one had done before. The rest of us, we’re your average citizen simply on the way from one place to another. Going along to get along might be the way to think and act.

Life is a work in progress, not a perfect state of being. Relax, enjoy the journey. When you figure out where you’re going, the destination will be still be there.

Published in: on August 26, 2008 at 9:05 am  Comments (3)  
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Thomas Kelly’s Empire Rising

Author Thomas Kelly brings New York City to the front and center is his novel, Empire Rising. From the start, let me say that Kelly is on par with Steinbeck when it comes to capturing not only the essence but also the sweep of an era.

This is a story that takes place in the shadow of the construction of the Emprie State Building. The main characters are recent Irish immigrants. One, Michael Briody, has a terrorist past, and he struggles to put that behind him as he works as an ironworker. Grace Masterson has her own crooked dealings, including her relationship with a Tammany Hall boss. Then there are the other characters, from Mayor Jimmy Walker to union bosses and thugs galore, including the hint that the Italian mafia may be growing more powerful than the Irish gangs. The pot boils as these people claw their way through the depression and the struggles of a corrupted political system that may work better than anyone realizes. However, the price paid is not always denominated in dollars.

The best part about this book is Kelly’s ability to put the reader into the City, into the jobs these people do, and into the mood of the time. You’re right there, praying it works out. Like reality, Kelly gives the good with the bad, something I always enjoy about great fiction. As I mentioned earlier, this story is on par with some of Steinbeck’s work. Kelly doesn’t pass political judgment either, which too many recent authors seem unable to resist. He simply lets the story run its course in the context of the time in which it is set.

Thomas Kelly has written two other books, Payback, and The Rackets. I haven’t read Payback, but I did enjoy The Rackets. I’m looking forward to another book by Kelly soon.

Published in: on August 19, 2008 at 9:34 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Modern Apartments, Aruba

This post shows a modern apartment building that is under construction in Oranjestaad, Aruba. In other posts, I showed cunucu houses, ruins, and things of that nature. It’s only right to show something a bit out of the ordinary. This structure is built directly across the street from the Caribbean Sea. There isn’t really a beach there, but at some points you could clamber down to the water.

The sign above gives you an idea of the finished product. There is to be one apartment per floor, with parking at ground level, two spots per apartment. Some people don’t like this sort of thing cropping up on the island. They think it is out of character or too large. I don’t have no opinion with regards to that. Progress is inevitable. Without progress, you’ll have decline. It is impossible to remain in a constant state. Here’s a look at the conceptual drawings of each apartment.

One way or another, those five apartments will be occupied. The location isn’t bad. It’s on the far side of town in relation to the new shopping mall and many new restaurants. However, that may appeal to someone who wants to live there as opposed to vacation on the island. It is also more accessible to the airport, a benefit to a local business person with off-island dealings.

Whatever your preference, the good thing about Aruba is that there are plenty of options.

Published in: on August 19, 2008 at 10:28 am  Leave a Comment  
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