GRATA EORUM UIRTUTEM MEMORIA PROSEQUI
QUI PRO PATRIA UITAM PATRIA
“With grateful memory to honor the courage of those who have poured
forth (their) lives for (their) country.”
Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation’s service. There are many stories as to its actual beginnings, with over two dozen cities and towns laying claim to being the birthplace of Memorial Day. There is also evidence that organized women’s groups in the South were decorating graves before the end of the Civil War: a hymn published in 1867, “Kneel Where Our Loves are Sleeping” by Nella L. Sweet carried the dedication “To The Ladies of the South who are Decorating the Graves of the Confederate Dead” (Source: Duke University’s Historic American Sheet Music, 1850-1920). While Waterloo N.Y. was officially declared the birthplace of Memorial Day by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966, it’s difficult to prove conclusively the origins of the day.
It is more likely that it had many separate beginnings; each of those towns and every planned or spontaneous gathering of people to honor the war dead in the 1860’s tapped into the general human need to honor our dead, each contributed honorably to the growing movement that culminated in Gen Logan giving his official proclamation in 1868. It is not important who was the very first, what is important is that Memorial Day was established. Memorial Day is not about division. It is about reconciliation; it is about coming together to honor those who gave their all.
Memorial Day was officially proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan, national commander of the Grand Army of the Republic, in his General Order No. 11, and was first observed on 30 May 1868, when flowers were placed on the graves of Union and Confederate soldiers at Arlington National Cemetery. The first state to officially recognize the holiday was New York in 1873. By 1890 it was recognized by all of the northern states. The South refused to acknowledge the day, honoring their dead on separate days until after World War I (when the holiday changed from honoring just those who died fighting in the Civil War to honoring Americans who died fighting in any war). It is now celebrated in almost every State on the last Monday in May (passed by Congress with the National Holiday Act of 1971 (P.L. 90 – 363) to ensure a three day weekend for Federal holidays), though several southern states have an additional separate day for honoring the Confederate war dead: January 19 in Texas, April 26 in Alabama, Florida, Georgia, and Mississippi; May 10 in South Carolina; and June 3 (Jefferson Davis’ birthday) in Louisiana and Tennessee.
In 1915, inspired by the poem ” In Flanders Field” Moina Michael replied with her own poem:
|We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
Men and women over the centuries have decicated their lives to doing the one thing they believed in most, protecting and serving their country, family and freedoms. Some have paid the ultimate price of losing their lives.
Today is a day to pay tribute to those who went through and are currently going through (Middle East) Hell on earth to maintain the liberties of the world we know and live in.
Some of us can’t even begin to imagine the horrors they faced in devotion of their service to us all.
Pictured above: scenes from the war in Iraq 2008
Pictured above: scenes from the war in Japan 1944
Pictured above: Trenches of World War I
Pictured above: The war in Iraq, January 2009
Where did this expression come from?
The origin is unsure, however, its meaning is known world wide.
We have seen those jump for joy when claimed the winner, the ones who jump at the revelation of good news, such as a letter/email from someone you love and miss, or jumping at being surprised with something long wished for.
We can suppose that the feeling of joy originates with that first, hard pump of the heart when that combination of dopamine and adrenaline is released in our brains at the onset of something that elates or excites us.
As it stands, all of us look to have those moments in life where we experience joy. It provides a natural “high”. In a world that is oppressed with so many varieties and combinations of “downers”, it is no wonder that we find something to relieve them.
Actually, jumping releases natural endorphines which provide you with the same kind of high you might experience with the use of a drug. Endorphines are essential to reduce pain and anxiety and increase the feeling of well being. They actually cause an increase in your levels of dopamine ( you feel this when in love or when achieving sexual gratification).
Hmmmm, Maybe that’s why base jumpers do it?
There was an artisit/photographer who believed there was psychological science behind the jump. In a jump the subject, in a sudden burst of energy, overcomes gravity. He cannot simultaneously control his expressions, his facial and his limb muscles. The mask falls. The real self becomes visible. One has only to snap it with the camera.
The Laurence Miller Gallery in Manhattan currently has an exhibit of Phillippe Halsman’s photography of “Jumpology”. He was the first to capture the joys of jumping as a tribute to both psychology and art.
“I like nonsense; it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.” — Dr. Seuss
(above: The Tower of Babel by Dr. Seuss)
Evidently, this worked for Dr. Seuss and others such as Lewis Carol and even other literary or artistic geniuses, i.e., Poe and Van Gogh and Picasso. You get the idea.
Yet, maybe we should ask the question, “who says it is the wrong end of the telescope that they were looking through?”
Who is it that sets the standards of what is considered to be the wrong way to look at things and the right way?
What makes them right and the creative geniuses wrong?
Is it better to live by the strictly stressed set of stapled standards, which are ruled over by others, or should we remember to always look at life the “wrong” way through the telescope of our inner genius?
Trivia: Did you know today is Cat in the Hat Stamp Day? In 1999,the U.S. Postal Service issued the first stamp bearing the likeness of Dr. Seuss’ Cat in the Hat character.The stamp was one of fifteen stamps commemorating the 1950’s.
The Moulin Rouge was a cabaret established in 1889 at Pigalle in Paris. It was what some would call the “spiritual” birthplace of the can-can, a dance performed by the, Chahuteuses ( unruly girls).
The Japonism , a movement of Far-East inspiration using influences from the Japanese style in French Art, was at its height. Toulouse-Lautrec, with his famous Japanese engravings, was one of the most famous disciples of that time. The atmosphere of Japonism fitted perfectly to the appearance of the first cabarets, such as the Moulin Rouge in 1889. Joy and vitality reigned in this extravagant theater, favouring artistic creativity and a full of fancy atmosphere, which broke completely with the rigid classicism of that period.
In 1929, after the retirement of Mistinguett, one of the famous stage performers of that time, and under new ownership, the Moulin Rouge was depleted.
Six years after World War II, the Moulin Rouge was purchased and revived in June 1951 by a Georges France, alias Jo France, the founder of Balajo.
Today, a night at the Moulin Rouge remains pricey and well worth the entertainment. Courtesans still perform this seductive dance, the can-can, whilst the rich and the common people lose themselves in the dance, the music and the beauty that is the Moulin Rouge.
This is all I have to say to these two music videos. There really is not much more I can add.
You have an awesome movie and a kick ass rock band rolled into one.
Here are my two favorite video picks in regards to music to live by ( and when I say live, I don’t mean just wake up and go through your everyday kind of day,…I mean LIVE! )
Makes you want to grab your guy ( or girl) and slam the pedal to the metal!
In the words of Lady Gaga, “Cause I’m a freak —–, baby”… Well, aren’t we all a bit of a freak,…sometimes? Even if we may not always show it on the outside, hmm?
Come on,..admit it.
VIDEO #1: Music and trailer
NEXT,… another great song and trailer…is this overdoing it?
I don’t think so.
Let’s see,…sexy stars, wicked stunts and rocking music? Nah,…I don’t think so.
Don’t just live your life…LIVE your life! See ya on the other side!
TMZ reported that President John F. Kennedy was involved in a sex party.
From the days of JFK…”If I don’t have a woman every three days or so I get a terrible headache.” –President John Kennedy
To the present, where sex is still used as a way to degrade our nation’s leaders:
Sex and politics has been almost synonymous. We can not hear about any politicians without hearing about their sexual liasons or see them degraded in some sexually related material.
Frankly, I couldn’t give a damn about what they do or do not do. And, it is realized that sex…SELLS.
Honestly, people, we all do it. Unless we are monks or priests, and nowdays, even that is up for questioning. We all have sexual cravings and lusts and appetites. Why must the world make such a big deal about something everyone does, whether openly or in secret? Think about it. When a scandal of such nature is televised, the one thing everyone wants to see is the live footage; wants to hear the juicy details of the affair. Why? What interest is it to us? Yet, we see even the most uptight, church-going fanatic “has to know”.
See what happens when you say the words “free money” and “sex”.
Do people all of a sudden stop what they were doing to pay attention?
Think on this, the things that grab our attention are usually the things most desired; i.e., money, and pleasure usually top that list. And in this day and age, with all the hours you fought off boring meetings or ignored your friends by reading forgettable blurbs about forgettable things on your cell phone or laptop, who can argue?
We all have different vices to get us through these days, yet research has proven that in us all, sex is the number one drive.
Sorry, bible-belt. Hey, God designed us this way, or so I have been told.
Going back to politics and sex,…
History of leaders in Noah’s day (for all the christians gasping for breath and clutching their chests right now), it was just fine for a man to have a wife and a little dish on the side. They were religious/political men of good standing.
Why not now?
Is manogomy man made from simple evolutions of religion? Or is it merely due to evolution of the species, or as one writer has mentioned, “Monogamy is invented ( by the our fast paced, industrialized world) for order and investment, not necessarily because it’s natural, warn many researchers, which point that both social and sexual monogamy in humans is not a natural state.” – check out the whole article here: ( news.softpedia.com/…/Humans-Are-Not-Made-Monogamous-83227.shtml )
As we know, there are infinite number of sites on the internet available. One in particular, oriented with those who feel they would like to receive their news about political dealings in a less than discreet way.
READ EXCERPT BELOW:
“Huffington Post excerpt March 24, 2008:
While it’d be great if your endless internet sessions left you better informed about news and events, that shouldn’t come at the expense of getting better informed about what women look like in panties. Get both, at Sexy Politics.
Based in Santa Monica, SP incentivizes social and political awareness via barely-safe-for-work striptease — because if cleavage can teach Adam Sandler basic grammar, think what it can do for people who know how to read. First, pick a quiz category (general, daily, candidate, or issue), then select a stripper from amongst six women, three strapping dudes, and a dessicated old geezer ID’d as “Matt Drudge”; each comes with unique outfit options: “Sara” will go Girl Scout, while “Bean” will dress like…Terrell Owens? As you tackle everything from sordid infidelities (JFK, Clinton, Larry Craig) to domestic policy (Obama hearts ethanol), your dancer will either joyfully remove clothing, or scold your ignorance, though encouragingly they’ll sometimes look as disappointed as you are that you failed to get them near-naked. ”
So, as much as sexual scandals run the headlines in the political world, what is the point of pointing fingers in judgement at our leaders, when we, the underlings, spout our religious, societal moralities which deep down, in our genetics, is only natural for all us to be disinclined to?
And they say separation of church and state……pffff!
Today is the birthday of Robert Browning(1812). Robert Browning was an English poet and playwright whose mastery of dramatic verse, especially dramatic monologues, made him one of the foremost Victorian poets. Trivia buffs: Browning was a good student, and by the age of fourteen he was fluent in French, Greek, Italian and Latin.
I missed sharing a birthday with such an amazing soul…just by one day after.
Just due to the fact that today’s post is ode to his memorial and there is someone even just as amazing, if not more, on my mind, I will leave this poem and a quote:
“If I had but an hour of love
If that be all that is given me
An hour of love upon this earth
I would give my love to thee….”
“If I have learned anything, it is that life forms non-logical patterns. It is haphazard and full of beauties which I try to catch as they fly by, for who knows whether any of them will ever return?”
~- Margot Fonteyn