Thursday, January 18, 2007

#59 - I Am Powerful: Helping Women Throughout the World


Take a few moments out of today to visit CARE, and international charitable and advocacy program designed to empower women throughout the world.



Here is a beautiful video clip to interoduce you to their work:

http://www.care.org/features/videogallery/2006/iap.asp

The website is relatively easy to navigate and you can contribute to their advocacy campaigns within the United States with just a few brief minutes dedicated to petition signing and contacting your government officials:

CARE Action Network

Consider this your daily contribution to sending out some good karma!

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

#58 - Everyone in Levy County Florida Died this Year

Every single person in Levy County, Florida (population 34, 450) died this year due to war.

Every single individual of Cowley County, Kansas (population 36,685) was injured in the past year from this war.

All citizens were non-combatants.

Do you hate the title of this blog entry?


So do I.

Why would you write such a thing, some may ask.

Here's why.

Huge numbers are incomprehensible to us.


What does it mean when we read 34,452 civilian Iraqis were killed in warfare this past year?

I started thinking about that.

I know Baghdad is about the same size as my hometown city, Buffalo, NY.

So I imagine warfare so close to where I live...


and I am able to just merely scratch the surface of a reality that is so distant from my own.

A reality so far away as to seem unreal.

Here is the headline I received today in my Globe and Mail news update:

globeandmail.com: 34,452 Iraqi civilians killed last year, UN says

I looked at the body count number in that headline and almost closed the e-mail into my delete pile.

I have numbed myself.

Body counts, body counts.

People in my generation grew up with body counts broadcast daily during the dinner hour on the news broadcasts.

That was during the Vietnam War.

And those numbers ticked off enough people to cause the citizens of the U.S. to say, "No more!"

Look, they didn't do a very good job of it.


The outcry made the war "unpopular"... which helped a lot...

BUT,

The military who were doing what their government asked of them got trampled in the melee that ensued.

And I think the same thing is happening now.

I don't have the right words or experience to say NO to war, but that I respect and love soldiers.
I have some incredible family who have served our country.


And one family member who is in the service now.

The youngest being my nephew. He is a Marine.

And he made the Iraq War real for me even though he does not speak of it to me.

I used to babysit him all the time when he was a toddler. Curly headed, mischievious, beautifully wide-eyed blue and so, so very innocent.

When you have tended someone as a baby, you never forget that about them...


even when they are all grown up with babies of their own.

And when my nephew went to Iraq... my heart ripped.

No, please no.

I saw the pain in my sister's eyes as her son went far away...


and that awful silence that ensues for families of the military.

They stay strong, they send only positive thoughts to their loved ones...

no time for grieving, or worrying oneself to tatters.

Keep it together.

Your loved one in the military has to, and you go along for the ride.

So, when I speak out against war...

how to say this?

I am not trying to attack the soldiers.

That would be beyond ridiculous.

What do I know about military life, war, international politics?

I don't.

Except through personal experience.

I know that war killed my uncle, tore away another uncle's legs, permanently changed two of my brothers, and has put my nephew's life in danger many times.

That's what I know about war.

I don't really know war.

I know peace.

So I can only speak of peace.

And on the side of peace, I ask you today to consider this...

This number: 34,452

That is how many people died in their homeland even though they were innocent of any violence. That number is 2 folks greater than the whole population of this place:

LEVY COUNTY FLORIDA.

And those two PEOPLE (not numbers) that did not fit into the population count. Imagine if those two people were your children, or parents, or any loved one.


The numbers 1 and 2 take on a whole new meaning don't they?

Now consider this:

36,685

The population of COWLEY COUNTY, KANSAS.



That is how many innocent civilians were injured in Iraq.

What about OUR people you may ask.

Yes, I have numbers for that also...


but even more to help you understand how bad the Iraq war is.

Set some time aside for yourself before you go to this place.

Because now you will see faces.

You will see all of the young faces of American soldiers killed in the Iraq War. A War that has now lasted longer than the U.S. involvement of WW II (the war to end all wars):

CNN.com - Special Reports

and when you get to the photo of this young woman


Sgt. Cari A. Gasiewicz
28
Company B, 202nd Military Intelligence Battalion, 513th Military Intelligence Brigade
Depew, New York
Killed when two roadside bombs detonated near her convoy in Baquba, Iraq, on December 4, 2004

say a little prayer for her family... my family.


She is related to my neices and nephew.

She was murdered just shy of her time to return home.

Her family planned a "late Christmas" to celebrate her homecoming.

Instead they had to greet her home with a funeral.


WOULD YOU LIKE TO USE YOUR VOICE TO PROMOTE PEACE?

There are numerous ways to do so.

Peace begins one person at a time. You may choose to create peace in your daily actions. Do something today to lighten someone's burden, choose empathy instead of anger today, say a prayer, meditate... ask yourself what you can do... the answer will come to you.

There are many paths.

Here is one example:

Mother Teresa The Path of Love

Do you feel you would like to participate with others?

There are many oraganizations out there.

Here is one:

United for Peace : Index

Please feel free to comment, add suggestiions... correct me if you feel that I have misspoken.

I am not writing as an expert.

I am still learning.

Loretta Kelly, B.S. Ed., M.S.W.





RESOURCES


CNN.com - Special Reports



globeandmail.com: 34,452 Iraqi civilians killed last year, UN says

Northwest Florida - Levy County

Bronson
Gulf Hammock
Otter Creek
Cedar Key
Inglis
Williston
Chiefland
Morriston
Yankeetown

Population information for Cowley County, Kansas

http://budget.ks.gov/publications/FY2002/2000_Certification(rev%207-24-00).pdf

Friday, December 22, 2006

#57 - New Year's Resolution : Darfur

Dear Friend,

Did you know that more than 2.5 million people have been driven from their homes in Darfur, Sudan? Each day, they face threats that are hard for us to even imagine, including rape, disease, and starvation.

These people need our help to put an end to the genocide and they need it NOW.

Please join me in taking a stand to end the violence before more lives are lost needlessly.

Read the following letter below and consider joining the cause:

(Jesus said: what you do for the least of my brothers, you do unto me)

**********************************************************************


Dear LORETTA,

2006 is drawing to a close. Although the violence in Darfur continues to grow, we've made remarkable progress in raising awareness of the crisis among the public and decision makers around the world with your help.

Thank you again for your hard work.

We need your help to increase the pressure on our leaders to stop the violence in 2007. Please join us in bringing tens of thousands more concerned citizens into our efforts to save Darfur.
That's why we're asking you to make it your New Year's resolution to get five friends or family members to join you in signing our petition asking the President and the UN Secretary-General to take immediate steps to stop the violence.


Click here now to let us know if you are willing to commit to making this your New Year's resolution for 2007.

Together, we have accomplished a lot in the past year. The crisis in Darfur is now a daily story in top newspapers and the people of Darfur have many champions.

But the violence in the region is like a brush fire in the dry season - the crisis is spreading to neighboring Chad and the Central African Republic.

It's going to take a sustained effort from committed activists like you to truly turn the tide and stop the violence.

Please start by committing to make it your New Year's resolution to recruit five friends, family members, co-workers, or neighbors to join you in signing the Save Darfur Coalition's petition.

Click here now to let us know you are planning to make this your New Year's resolution.

Together, we can make 2007 a year of hope for millions of Darfuris.

Thank you again for all you do.

Best regards,

David RubensteinSave Darfur Coalition

Donate to Help Save DarfurHelp build the political pressure needed to end the crisis in Darfur by supporting the Save Darfur Coalition's crucial awareness and advocacy programs. Click here now to make a secure, tax-deductible online donation: http://www.SaveDarfur.org/Donate

The Save Darfur Coalition is an alliance of over 175 faith-based, advocacy and humanitarian organizations whose mission is to raise public awareness about the ongoing genocide in Darfur

Monday, December 18, 2006

#56 - Rosie O'Donnell Uses Racial Slur on National TV

Comedian, Rosie O'Donnell, recently used the racial slur "ching chong" on the television show THE VIEW.

O'Donnell offered a public apology claiming that she was unaware that the term used was a racial slur.

FOXNews.com - Rosie O'Donnell Apologizes for 'Ching Chong' Comments, but Group Isn't Satisfied - Celebrity Gossip Entertain...

Unfortunately, her "apology" is so cavalier as to be ludricious and more incendiary than showing any sign of remorse for her offensive behavior.

I can hardly believe that Ms. O'Donnell truly is clueless to the reality that the slur she used is offensive.

The link below will explain why this term is offensive, but I am having a hard time thinking that this celebrity needs Asian-Americans to PROVE to her how wrong her speech was on this occasion:

Ching Chong - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

As the parent of an Asian-American child... do I expect more from Rosie O'Donnell?

You bet.

I have been a fan of hers for years. And I know her humor can be acidic, but I always believed that she took the side of people in minority groups.

After reading her response to the UNITY journalist group... I think Rosie's days on television are now numbered.

And I can guarantee you that I will be changing the channel if I see her face on the tv screen.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

#55 - The Mexican Wall

Apathy is the road towards great suffering.

When we are apathetic towards the processes that govern us, we unwittingly become participants in events that may totally be against our values.

So in an earnest attempt at encouraging folks to think and participate,

I would like to draw your attention today to the issues regarding building a 2,000 mile U.S./Mexican border fence.

Here is the information made available by Global Security.Org:

US-Mexico Border Fence / Great Wall of Mexico

and from a source on the other side of this issue:

US Proposes 'Great Wall of Mexico'

Below are the petitions for both sides of the issue:

Americans Against the Wall Petition

Petition Spot - I fully support the Mexican border wall

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

#54 - Crazy Making: When I Was Tiny (originally posted MySpace 11/17/06)


A young Brazilian model died yesterday.


She succumbed to an infection that took hold of her tiny body because she had anorexia.

Yes, she died of anorexia.

I looked at her photos.

She was beautiful.

And I hate myself for thinking as I looked...

wow, she is so beautiful.

I used to be tiny like that.

I guess the big difference had been that I KNEW I was too thin and I bristled at anyone in the entertainment field who told me to drop a few pounds.

I look at my son, Little Bear.

He is a healthy athletic 7 year old boy...

and just about 10 pounds shy of my own weight in high school.

Yes, I weighed 75 pounds, at 5'6".

My best pal, whom you have all heard about, Ellen, weighed more than me in high school and was treated for anorexia nervosa...

which she was eternally pissed off about until her dying days.

Hey, but her parents noticed and cared enough to encourage her wrath in order to get her help.

They scared her enough with that to keep her from toddling off of that out of control line ever again.

I went unnoticed because I dwelled in baggy clothing. I did not fuss about my weight, so I never drew attention to myself.
And I knew I was underweight and accepted that. What we all didn't know back then is that I was already seriously ill.

I had been playing music professionally since age 11, but as a church musician...

you have to be pretty darn covered up...

so I went unnoticed.

By high school, all the pals I wanted to hang out with were in theater, so that is where I went.

And I got attention.

Now I was being admired for looking so tiny in theatrical and dance costumes.

That was fun, but I was so ill and thin through the experiences, that it all is kind of a fuzzy blur.

I do remember the girls "admiring" my little shape when Danskins were worn.

And how hilarious everyone thought it was when someone decided to parody me (ala' comic strip style... sound familiar?) as a walking & talking stick.

I went on to college and continued to study performance.

And found myself getting cast as precocious children and pre teens because I did not look like a woman.

And I really resented that.

Got so fed up with being cast as a child at an age when I wanted to scream...

look at me!

I am a woman! ...

well, I left theater.

Transferred to study education and continued performing as a musician.

And then phtographers found me.

I finally broke the 100 pound mark, only to be told, "Well, you could be a 'face' model for circular magazines (the stuff crammed into newspaper ads), but you are going to have to lose some weight if you are going to model seriously.

That really pissed me off.

And I walked away from it all.

And watched my little pal, Ellen, perpetually shrinking as she continued on in the theater industry.

Do you have any idea what it is like to watch someone you love during the last months of her life worry over her tiny cancer ridden frame because she lost her "six pack"?

I know she had the disease anorexia nervosa, it happens to many, but I do blame the entertainment industry for making her problem ultimately worse.

I continued to be too thin, and was eventually told by a gastroenterologist that I was anorexic, but the qualifier here was that it was due to disease. No nervosa. I knew I was too small.
My body was racked with disease, the surgeons needed me to gain some weight before they could safely operate on me, and I was terrified of eating food because I would get so deathly ill after eating.

There is a difference.

What astounds me is how you can hide in plane sight while looking so sick.

My ribs jutted out, I had bony hips, and sticks for arms and legs, but with the exception of my mother...

no one said anything...

at least not to my face.

I did the baggy clothes shuffle.

Even when married (the first marriage... that was the crazy one).
My first husband's response when my weight skyrocketed down was "Gee, you look good thinner, you just need some muscle tone."

What the [bleep]?!

I finally had the reconstructive surgery done on my g.i. system.
I was born with an incomplete one and the doctors had to "rebuild" what was left.

They pumped me up with steroids and we waited and waited until my body said it was strong enough to undergo the work.
And I will tell you, a few days after that surgery... I ATE!

Happily and with GUSTO!!

The hospital folks were more than happy to feed me.

My body had been starving and my soul was rejoicing at being able to finally thoroughly enjoy food at the age of 29.

Upon release from the hospital, I went home and I realized how trapped I was.

My first husband did not like this whole "I want to eat" thing.
He hid any goodies that were brought to our apartment from well wishers.

I felt like I was in prison camp.

And because I was recuperating from surgery, I couldn't go down the stairs of the apartment, or hop in a car and whiz through a McDonalds.

And I was so humiliated to be trapped in such a relationship that I didn't tell anyone.

So I had to eat normal in secret, because believe it or not...

he did not like the changes in me.

It was a crazy making time.

And the thing is that as my figure actually turned to what it is supposed to be, hips, breasts, all the girly curves ...

then folks took it in their heads to notice my weight!

"Oh, you've put on weight!"

And, I was so unaccustomed to having a normal shape that I then became obsessed with becoming thin again!

I began to agonize over a scale, and fret over whether something made me "look fat", and I fell completely head over heels into the crazy making of society's worship of the impossibly emaciated thin.

At a time in my life when I should have been enjoying good health, having a normal shape, and thriving on renewed energy because now I could eat...

I agonized over food.

The whole ridiculous cycle broke when I left my first husband.

You don't like me the way I am?

You want to taunt me and verbally batter me day in and day out?

Too bad.

Not gonna take it anymore.

And after counseling and priest talking and a horrible attempt at couples counseling...

I left.

And I felt really good.

I put on figure clinging clothing and enjoyed the fact that I had some body fat.

And I attracted healthy attention.

The kind meant for a woman who actually looks like a woman.

And I attracted Jerry, for all the right reasons.

Because I felt good about myself on the inside.

And I was happy with how I looked on the outside.

And because we could laugh together and he loved me no matter if I was in a skirt and heels, or slumping around in sweats and fuzzy slippers.

And when the lupus finally caused me to crash and burn in 2003, being tiny no longer mattered.

Now it is about survival.

When I got tiny again, before the treatment for the lupus began in 2003, I was so ill that I could not give a fig about being petite and pretty.

I was miserable.

And the thing was, now I have been with someone who KNEW that something was wrong because I wasn't eating much and dropping weight.

Jerry took care of me and still does so everyday with a loving heart.

After the treatment started my weight has ballooned and crashed all over the place. Between steroids (which blow you up like a balloon), and chemotherapy (which makes you never want to touch food again) to the kerjillion pills I take these days which leave me sometimes bloated and sometimes back down to tiny...
I have learned the hard way that YOUR SIZE HAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR HAPPINESS.

At least this is my reality.

When I looked my "best" I was being told to drop ten pounds to make that spandex look better

and at my heaviest weight...

I have had more energy and enjoyed life much more.

Our society is sick.

The message being sent to youth is sick.

Where do you think our chubby little cookie chomping darling Winga came from?

She is our rage against the "thin is in" social x-ray society at large.

The last food that Ellen and I ever shared together was a package of Oreo cookies.

I told her "Screw your weight, you have cancer dammit! What more of an excuse do you need to eat a cookie?"

She stomped into her kitchen, came out with the unopened mini packs of Oreos that I had bought her. Threw one at me and ripped open one for herself.

May I suggest if you know someone with an eating disorder, please. please do not wait until they are near death to start throwing cookies at them and telling them to wake up.
nuf' said.

Now I want anyone who reads this to go have a cookie...

hell, have a few.

Life is too short.

Monday, November 27, 2006

#53 - Name Calling and North Korea (originally posted in MySpace 10/09/06)

Well, now we know what happens when our glorious US leader knows nothing about diplomacy and spouts off calling a country ruled by a crazed man part of the "Axis of Evil".

North Korea succeeded in a nuclear bomb testing today:

North Korea Claims Nuclear Test: BBC

South Korea was able to measure the darn thing on a Richter scale.

Now we are in serious trouble.

My sweet child was born in South Korea. The people of South/North do not consider it so split ... it was supposed to remain one nation.

Little Bear's bloodline is ancient and traces back to his Korean roots.

Our "big plan" when we adopted him was to return to his birthplace when he was about 13 or so in order to give him the chance to reacquaint himself with his homeland.

Yes, well.

Back to the US president.

You just can NOT go around name calling leaders and expect nothing in return.

We in the U.S. should be concerned.

Seriously concerned.

Iraq was NEVER a threat to us.

They just happen to have oil.

And we happen to be a rather greedy gobble up the world's resources type of nation.
North Korea is impoverished.


Nothing sitting there that greedy US citizens would want.

So when the whole Axis of Evil sword rattling came out...

didn't anyone ever stop and think that Kim Jung-Il...

crazed synchophant, murderer of his own people, deity in his own mind...

well, didn't anyone ever think of the FACT that the people of North Korea are perfectly capable of building nuclear weapons?

Especially, when they are being held hostage in an Orwellian world, dislocated from the rest of the world..

thinking that their glorious leader rules the universe.

And even if they don't believe that...

North Koreans would never say such a thing, because they love their children and families and thought police do exist in nations like North Korea.

Say the wrong thing and you or a loved one may not be around tomorrow.

So you can't even do the good old American HATE those suckers! over this one. The North Koreans have been held captive and starved to death under this crazed dictator.

President Bush and his puppet (er... speech) masters slapped Kim Jong-il in the face with their words and now he is going to save face.

And trust me on this.

We are in deep trouble.

#52 - The Battle For Your Mind

Here is a quick read about hypnosis and some of the ways it can be used in television and other mediums:

The Battle for Your Mind

Definitely worth a look see.

..Loretta