Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Dear Future President

The other day, a camera crew from a nearby megaorganization stopped by the corner coffee shop where I spend time. They requested thoughts for the future president. I was ashamed to say I had nothing to say. So, I thought about it a little, and here you have it:


June 25, 2008

Dear Future President,

I'm reluctant to write because I know so little about political machines and the extreme, far-flying wings of the Parties. On the other hand, if I may be frank, I'm also encouraged to write because of that same ignorance. As a native US'er, I'm naive enough to believe that the kind of difference Jimmy Stewart made as Mr. Smith is more than just a fantasy. That were we to strip off the layers of propoganda and confetti, we might find something pure remaining in a naked Washington.

A friend of mine is a recruiter for the US Air Force. Often, potential recruits strut into his office confident that the Air Force has something to offer them. Fewer contact my friend with a true attitude of service--what can they bring to the country's table? Essentially, you have been recruited as commander-in-chief, the faceplate of America. Aside from all the resume buzz words, what are you offering?

The media has blitzed the "change" message into the ground. But words are cheap and depreciating quickly these days. I'll keep this short.

1. Are you strong enough to be silent instead of making promises you're not sure you can keep? Is honesty a priority for you? How will you follow through on promises Uncle Sam has already made (Social Security, National Debt)?

2. Terror, Terrorism, and Evil Axises have existed forever. Historically, violence spawns violence. How did our efforts leave Vietnam? Native Americans? Japan? On the other hand, how has a policy of peace had an impact in an utterly ravaged Rwanda? In that country, the word "change" really means something.

3. When you have to make tough decisions, what is your foundation? Ultimately, to whom do you feel most responsible for the job you do?

Thank you for taking the time to read my letter. I recognize the privelege of having the opportunity to address the leader of my country (even indirectly). Thank you for donating years of your life to public service.

Sincerely,

Aubrey
Atlanta, GA

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Surfer Crossing



Heh. Kelly took this is Hawaii. I think the GDOT should design a special crossing sign for Buckhead crosswalks. hrm.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Designed

I spent some time at Pensacola Beach a few days ago. It's amazing to me how the same God who designed oceans that can tsunami entire nations into n o t h i n g engineered brilliant, beautiful little shells. I love that.



Designed

The rip tides are hidden, erratic pulls
That drag while you're kicking and yank 'til you're full
of plankton and brine, watery salt.
Lungs that can't take it fill and then halt.

The Maker is violent, dangerous, loud;
He lifts up the rulers and cuts down the proud.
Like soldiers, the tides march in and retreat
In time with His magnetic metronome beat.

The shore sand is soft, yielding, unmeasured--
A hiding place both for lost junk and treasures.
It forms hills and valleys at the whim of the wind,
settled only 'til the sea claims it again.

The Lord is a gentle, strategic unknown
Who buries great gifts in the sands of His own.
Like time, the breeze stirs up and reveals
The depths of a love that knows, values, and heals.

....

Honey, it's HOT! ;) Anyone for a sweaty game of frisbee?

near frozen juices. iced grande vanilla lattes. AC.

Aubrey

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

The Schwank Life

Tonight, I went to an event at a house in a very nice neighborhood. There was no trash or dirty water or bugs in the ditches....The gutters were filled with tennis balls. Hmmm... ;)

What I'm looking forward to this SUMMER

tennis
growing my first tomatoes (!)
Seeing my neice on her birthday
A short trip to Florida
Reading a few books
Working more at my "fun" job
Organizing my desk at home
The pool