Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Friday night Carmen and I were laying in bed. She was doing something sensible, reading a book; I was searching Google and Baidu for images and articles on Song Binbin. I saw the thumbnail of the man being struggled that was posted in the previous article. I couldn't make the man's face out very well in the thumbnail but the whole image had a different look to it so I clicked on it and was taken to the tianya.cn webpage. As I scrolled down and saw the the photographs I nudged Carmen. "Look at what they did," turning my laptop toward her. The captions were in Chinese but I recognized the photographs from the "Four Olds" campaign to destroy "old" customs, habits, culture and thinking. Photo after photo showed Red Guards destroying ancient shrines, pulling down statues of Buddha, smashing the archways of old Beijing, burning books, carrying old furniture out of looted residences.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Dear Mr. Ben Harris:
I am a faculty member of [deleted]. I appreciate very much your work of chasing the criminals of
I was a college student [deleted] when the Cultural Revolution began. It was a havoc. I witnessed red guards beating and torturing innocent people, especially professors. Unfortunately, many of the torturers and killers got away with their crimes. In 1967...[I was] beaten and tortured.
One of my friends [deleted] was put in solitary confinement and under the so-called" investigation." Later, he escaped from the confinement and committed suicide by[deleted].
The person who should be responsible for his death is [deleted, for now]. He was and is a communist and the chieftain of a red guards group called [deleted]. When the Cultural Revolution was over, I tried to hold him accountable [deleted]. Unfortunately, nothing happened to [deleted]. Based on what I heard, [deleted] had someone up there to protect him. It is said his [relative] was [a high Chinese government official].
Since then [the alleged perpetrator] came to this country and
About three years ago, I was upset with the situation and considered it was unfair to those who were tortured and died because of him. I wrote [letters]. Nothing happened as could be expected.
I wrote to [an American politician] suggesting that US Immigration and Naturalization Service should stop those criminals of Cultural Revolution from coming to this country like the Nazi criminals. The [American politician] didn't respond except adding my name to his list for his propaganda.
Now it seems the big wigs at DC are only interested in doing business with
Scott Peterson, murdered wife, dumped body in ocean.
We all have hearts, therefore we all feel ourselves the hurt that Rundle felt in so much greater degree at these insults. Our hearts do not produce only positive feelings like empathy. When we care, the more hurtful we can be. We can feel the exasperation that Laeser and The First Laddie felt, although nothing excuses the public nature of their humiliation of Rundle.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Mr. Brewer started the practice soon after Evelyn, his 18 year old daughter died. "Evie" had been in full bloom, a blonde, pretty, witty, happy child with the teenager's boundless energy. It was the early 1960's and so Evie had ahead of her a career path typical for girls at that time. Nominally she was going to beautician school but in reality she was just keeping busy until she met a man and got married. Then she would become a happy wife and mother and Chuck and Betty would become grandparents and she would live and raise her family in Barnesboro and die and be buried there.
Evie started getting headaches in her junior year. Growth puts stress on the body which changes every day and so the headaches were chalked up to growing pains. In her senior year the headaches got worse. Sometimes Mrs. Brewer would put a cold compress on Evie's forehead and sit with her as she lay in bed, the window drapes pulled tight to keep out the painful light.
They took her to Dr. Smithson and he gave her a prescription for some fortified aspirin and told them to call him in the morning.
Then Evie's right eye started bulging.
Death hits a small town hard. Everyone knows everyone else and so there's no escape from the grief. In a big city you can get away from whatever's on your mind by changing the scenery, going to a tavern or restaurant. But the scenery never changes in a small town. Everyone in the tavern or restaurant is talking about the same thing and so all Barnesboro wept when Evie died.
Chuck and Betty took it hard but they were strong people. Friends and family helped. They went to church. Chuck went back to work. He was drawn and sad for a long while but in time he seemed to return to a rough approximation of his old self. And the nightly walks began. They were good for him too.
On this night, over 16 years after Evie's passing, Chuck, Jr. called to tell them that his wife just had a baby boy. Betty got in the car and excitedly went out to get Chuck. Some neighbors had seen him as he walked, they waved to him, and they told Betty the direction he went.
She drove up the dirt road and saw Chuck but she did not call to him nor did she run after him nor did he see her coming. She walked over the grass toward him past the tombstones until she stood next to him lying flat on the ground his arms over his head sobbing into the the grass on Evie's grave as he had each night for over 16 years.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
The Pitney Bowes machine ran out of ink in the middle of doing the mail so I went to the post office to do it the old-fashioned way.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Rundle's reputation deeply hurts her. Better said, Rundle is deeply hurt by the self-inflicted wounds that have produced her reputation, for it is she--not others--who has tied the tin can so tightly to her own tail.
Friday, September 04, 2009
There were three people present for the moving day incident. Only one stuck her foot so completely in her mouth as to prevent extrication.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
The photograph at top is from Time magazine online.