Outrageous!!

I've been wanting to say something about this for a few days, but am having trouble coming up with diction. His name is Josef Fritzl and as the World now knows, he is accused of holding his daughter captive in an underground cell for 24 years, raping her, fathering 7 children with her, disposing of the body of one of the infants when it died after birth by tossing the body into a furnace. I am sure more will come out, but my mind is having trouble wrapping its self around the basic facts as they are too horrible, too terrible to comprehend.

The American media have given a slightly watered down PG-13 version of what happened. I read an account from a European news web site the other evening which described how the children looked, what kinds of trauma they have. The problems include curvature in their spines from living in cramped, crouched positions constantly, to having practically no teeth because of decay, many have limited vocabulary and cannot find words to express themselves because the only education they recieved was through watching a small tv. They say Elisabeth, the daughter, who is around 41 or 42 looks more like her 65 year old Mother.

It blows my mind that his wife had no knowledge of the underground hell on earth he created, although relatives who are speaking out now are giving a clearer picture on the dynamics inside the family that allowed him to become such a sick tyrant. I guess the thing that really troubles me about this is the systematic nature of the abuse, and the length of time the abuse went on undetected. I was saying to my Wife the other day, I think this is about the worst crime I have ever heard of in my 44 years. There is a lot of pain in this world, but this takes the entire cake.

No punishment would be good enough or just enough for this monster. Death would be an escape, a prison cell would be too lenient. I'm so outraged by the crime I'd like to see this worthless animal really suffer, really really suffer for a long time.

Going Home to Aldershot Town (pt 1)

The first part of the film I made when I took a daytrip to my hometown of Aldershot is now up on You Tube. You should be able to watch the film by pressing the play button below. I will post part 2 as time permits. Hope you like it.

Believe

I jotted this down on the plane home from England today. It isn't about anyone in particular, it could apply to many different people I'm connected to.


Believe

I wish you could believe in yourself
Just to see you, as I see you
Nothing but dreams coming true
Wishing the very best for you

I wish you could see the glass half full
Or runneth over, like my love
On a spring day, wouldn't that be enough?

I wish you could just believe
You have a purpose, or something
You want so desperately to achieve

For you deserve the very best
After what you've been through
Nothing but the bluest skies & sunshine
Would be good enough for someone like you

I wish you could see the light
Throughout the long and lonely night
That I could reach out and touch your eyes
And bring back your sight, I wish I could

I wish you could just believe in yourself
As others do
Unlock the door and simply walk on through

Just believe.

Doing Laundry In Paddington (Poem)

Pound coins, Pound coins
Warm wash, or cold
Fabric conditioner
Fluff n fold

Paddington, Paddington
Outside our door
Smokey old chimneys
And busses galore

Sky grey, sky grey
Of rainbows you're made
Bring out the sunshine
To brighten our day

Our day, our day
Just wash it away
We'll come back tomorrow
In Paddington we'll stay

I Hate To Fly, And Now I Know Why (Poem)

Written on the plane....


I hate to fly, and now I know why
As we rumble through the clouds
And the baby starts to cry
Was it worth the extra miles?
At the gate we were all smiles
But now this plane smells like shit
There's not denying it, I hate to fly

I hate to fly, cause I feel cooped up
As we're rockin side to side
Like a broken coffee cup
Sleep is but a dream at 3:15
And now I gotta pee
But the guy next to me, won't let me be
Oh God, I hate to fly

I hate to fly, and now I know why
Didn't they used to call it the friendly skies?
We're doomed to suffer and sweat
Why is there no air conditioning on this jet?
But why ask why? When you know..
I hate to fly...

I hate to fly, and now I know why
The industry's bankrupt on a pack of lies
But we'll be back just like the year before
To cash in more airmiles
For another distant shore

First Day Video - Donaghadee, Northern Ireland (4/15)

Off We Go!!

One last video blog before we take off..

We will be posting photos and video of the trip on our Stockton Central blog.

Charity Art Auction for Human Rights - New York Jun 28th

Art for Fire and LifeNets is currently accepting submissions for ART FOR HUMAN RIGHTS: New York Art Auction 2008. More information on this important effort can be found on the Art For Fire web site or contact Olivia at oliviapeach@artforfire.com.

Clipped from the Internet

Clipped from the great site Blogger Play.

Our baby...

Here's Cali, she just had her nails done, and was being her usual skittish self... You should see the way she flirts with me in the morning so I give her free massages.

Duffy - Syrup & Honey

Another Amazing Vocalist from the UK.

Monday at the Den

I went down to the Gypsy Den last night after work. This time I wasn't as nervous as other occasions. It's spring break so the place was packed, but even after arriving a bit late was able to get a table near the back with plenty of room to tune up and drink a coffee. I was really impressed by everyone else who got up, the talent this time was superior to other nights.

I only got to play one song, a short one called Abacus by Fionn Regan which I'm quite fond of. It went very well, no mistakes, nice round of applause. The song lasts only 2:24, short and sweet. This time instead of playing with my earphones and clip mic I decided to sit on a stool so the guitar was closer to my ear and it worked really well. I was planning on playing Dig In, but they had taken from 8pm to 9:45 to get around the list once so only the one song for each performer. I really enjoy playing live, it's worth getting butterflies if people dig what you are doing.

In other news, I was interviewing for a new job recently. My current company apparently can't afford to lose me so I decided to stay when they counter offered. I invested quite a bit of my own time researching and advising the new company on what I would do if I got the job. After I told them of my decision to stay where I was they expressed in a certain way I had wasted their time, which was quite a revealing reaction if you ask me. My desire to find a new job was genuine. It's part of the interviewing process. It's nice to know I am actually valued and appreciated here afterall.

Three weeks till we're off to England and Ireland so I had better get back to work.

Thank you for stopping by to say hello. I love to read your posts.

Mwuah!