OH-Bama!

History was made Tuesday night as Barack Obama surged ahead in the poles, more than doubling his closest competitor, Senator McCain. This is the very first time the U.S. has elected a non-white president. I don't want to bother asking the question "Is America ready for a black President?" well... I think the numbers speak for themselves.

Comparing Barack Obama's inaugural speech to Former President George Bush's speech, is kin to comparing a College Professor to a kindergartner. The level of intelligence this man brings to the table, combined with his compassion, kindness, hope and passion for his country, I believe, is just what the U.S. needs. Someone with a built in sense for "the wider world", not just the little bubble that the U.S. is unto itself.

Personally, I like Barack Obama and what he stands for. Listening to his acceptance speech brought a tear to my eye as my wife looked at our daughter and said "See, now you truly can be anything you want to be..." And that meant more to me than anything.

YES WE CAN!

Racism Rampant...

Down in the US, they're still quite vocal about their racism with visible class divisions based on skin color.

Here in Canada we say "there's no racism here"... but all we do is squash it with "equal opportunity" employment, which is really just a QUOTA of minority / female employees that the company is required to meet to be called "equal opportunity".

The natives here are treated like the Afro-Americans down in the US, and though there are few crimes the can be called "hate crimes" televised and made a big deal about on the news... they happen daily, and they range from "fuck you N***er!!!" to the dragging of a human with colored skin behind a jeep by a tow rope. The majority of them are kept HUSH HUSH unless someone blows their stack about it. Down in the US the Blacks have their Ghettos such as Bankhead (the largest ghetto in GA), and up here, the Natives have their Reserves. It's pretty sad because people living there, may actually live their whole lives in the ghetto, or on the reserve without ever leaving simply because they don't have enough money to. In places like Bankhead, hate is fueled with liquor stores and gun shops on nearly every corner, and people murder others simply because they live on a different street, or wear a different color.

So, in order to stop racism, we have to stop ALL of it, even the most basic.

Let's quit using the stereotypes, because even if it's a positive one... "She must not have to study! She's asian, school comes natural for her!"...it's a racial stereotype, therefor, it's racism, no matter how you slice it, even if you didn't mean it in a bad way...

Don't be racist.

Let's get this party started

People hate dealing with reality. That's a fact. If you had to deal with reality all the time, with no break from it, no quiet time, no personal time, no time to just goof off, you'd begin to hate it.

That's what my blog is about. Dealing with reality, dealing with the tough questions that noone likes.

Here's my first question.

Here's a few quotes on Love to get us started.

"Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end."

"Love is a journey not a destination."

"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." - Aristotle

Now, my question is "If you love your partner, when is enough, enough? Where is the breaking point? The point at which you say 'no more!' and walk away?"

The answer I gave my wife was "never, there is no such thing. If you love someone, you will walk with them through their own personal fire, through the fire you create as a couple, and you will walk hand in hand from that fire into the serenity that you two create together as a team, as partners, as lovers."

That was the day she first mentioned marriage.

So how much is enough?
If you feel you have to draw a line in the sand and tell your partner "don't cross this!", you shouldn't be together.

Intro

Let me introduce myself, 

I'm 28. I'm married, I have a daughter, and I'm very happy.

The world is a screwy place that contains questions without answers.

I'm not here to answer questions, to complain or throw insults around.

I'm here to ask questions.

Questions that some people might not like at all.