Good morning on this fine day that is known as Friday. It looks like rain will be settling with us for the weekend, and that’s a real good thing.

In 1968, a series of protests at Columbia University in New York City were one among the various student demonstrations that occurred around the country and that year the Columbia protest erupted over the spring of that year after students discovered links between the University and the institutional apparatus support in the United States involved in the War as well as their concern over an allegedly segregated gymnasium to be constructed in the nearby Morningside Park . The protest resulted in the student occupation of many university buildings in the eventual Violent removal of protesters by the New York City Police Department

So protests are not a new thing and protest do actually work. It is also worth stating that the police have been jack asses as we go through our short history. Hell the police were formed as a gesture of discrimination and a stab at white superiority. So things haven’t changed in a real long time. We have less wars and I can only infer the reason for that however we have way more out right racism right out in the open. These are different times but they’re pretty much the same.

I have spent a decent amount of time learning foreign languages. And to be quite honest it is not in my wheelhouse. I struggle with languages, living in an English world it forces my brain to work really hard. The brain works overtime, very much like pushing your body on a long run or lifting that certain weight. It is humbling in a time where does good to be humbled, struggle a little and enjoy the little victories when putting a sentence together and communicating with somebody from another culture.

The thing that really warms my heart is to see somebody from another country, struggle to use the English language or speak with a strong accent. I am so impressed by those who can master more than one language and use it in their day-to-day lives.Our kids are doing that presently and every day I am so impressed. However that’s a little bit of a different case.

There are no major life messages in my morning brain dump, rather we are a people of the world with whom we share this planet. It is nice when they enter our sphere and for us to enter into a little slice of their world. I even have a hard time with that sentence because there is no our world in their world it’s all one world.

qué tengas un lindo día

Who knows if a new day dawned on this backwards country known as the United States. We as a people, as I’ve said many times before are divided by WE people and ME people. We are divided by the pull yourself up by the bootstraps mentality that has been with us since the cowboy days. I’m not even sure of the cowboy days are a real thing because they are basically just movies starring John Wayne and some other white guy on a horse trying to make his riches by pillaging the land.

Of course I had it in a morning time regression, for which I apologize. Yes another black man died for what we check off as progress. There is a little bit of progress, but in my humble opinion every single wife, relationship, mother, father and role in life has inherent meaning.

A fast food company, I believe in Canada tried to compete with Burger King, or some other conglomerate of cow killing, by selling a 1/3 pound burger at the same price as it’s competitor quarter pound burger. Most people in the general public thought that 1/4 was larger than 1/3. And you see why we don’t argue with people on the Internet. And I will add another snarky digression to the people who claim that eating meat gives you added brain power.

I really don’t care how smart you are, what I really care about is we walk around this planet with empathy and compassion for those less fortunate than us. It is a mission to make a less fair world a little more fair one day at a time. Namaste

So apparently, the other day a visitor from another planet landed on what is known as the planet earth. We all have these visions of green headed monsters with three eyes that try to speak a language that we may have the ability to decode. That is not exactly how it works. But I digress, as what appeared to be people from another planet landed here in the United States.

I never saw them land, and only heard stories from a far. As Events fade further and further into the past they get bigger and bigger in the future.

It was a rather non-plus event but I’m surprised it did not gather a few more headlines. Visitors from another world, another planet or just another enlightened group that no one could understood landed just east of Eugene Oregon and settled for an extended stay. They found the pristine waters flowing from the mountains to be a thing of beauty. The pine trees that were left looked beautiful when framed across April’s clear blue sky. It seemed like a very very simple visit. On a side note, somehow they tuned in To the college radio station from the University of Oregon. It was another thing they were truly impressed with.

They had no way of really communicating and were baffled by how all the trees were ruined by what looked to be fires that were fairly recent. They heard of this on other worlds, where some form of capitalism owned the landscape. Those who have it, those planets tend to screw up most everything. Sorry people from other planets don’t use the F word.

They heard stories and plenty of stories and most of them these days centered around the thing called a gun. How can a world who at one time had almost everything reduce it now to only burning embers of morality.

The last time I want to check on them, they weren’t there anymore and I was going to buy breakfast at a great little vegan restaurant in Eugene. I can hardly blame them. They would’ve liked the restaurant.