Wednesday, 29 April 2015
Saturday, 25 April 2015
Politically Incorrect
CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG! April 24, 2015
Politically Incorrect
By
author Bryce A Baker
This last
week I happened across an article on the web about a grade eight girl that
raised a controversy with her class group photo. On her black T-shirt boldly
expressed 'Feminist' in bright paint.
In law enforcement there is a classification called 'Appropriate
Use'. Self explanatory; One does not carry a hunting knife into a Walmart, or
wear a bikini to the mall… okay, maybe I could cut slack on the bikini....
In our democratic society, citizens have the right to express
themselves in whatever way appropriate to the situation or locale. They have
the right to verbally speak or write their views on their beliefs. Or so I'm
told. BUT in comes a rule that I personally feel is APPROPRIATE.
Understandably, some misguided souls feel their expression of
opinion is their God given right, no matter when or where or how.
For me to run naked through downtown scaring the locals, just
because 'I' have the right, just
isn't appropriate. It would give me my fifteen minutes of fame and a room for
the night, but common sense says no, and so does my wife.
Personally, woman's rights have a definite place, as long as
it follows the guidelines of our 'Man's' domain… just kidding. That isn't
appropriate.
Setting aside what personal message this young girl felt
necessary to have posted into posterity with the class photo, she was stepping
out of consideration for others. Her expression was inappropriate at that time.
Where is the line drawn? Shall class photos be a medium for
political or moral rights? Shall students have profanity, or political
statement shadowing what is simply a photo for students to reflect back on in
the future?
Off subject slightly, but pertinent: There is an 18 year old
of middle eastern decent in Washington state that strapped a fake suicide bomber
belt of explosives around his waist to ask a girl to the prom. He thought it
would be funny. Considering the thousands that have died from real suicide
bombers and school shootings, this idiot should be given a tour of a war zone
to see how funny it is.
Reading the feedback to these stories, mostly showed a common
sense understanding of these actions, but then there are the people that feel
these individuals had the RIGHT to
say whatever at any cost. Let someone do something inappropriate to them, and
see how loud they scream "INAPPROPRIATE!"
There is a garment out for men called a 'Mankini'. The
pictures of said garment show that it is not appropriate for any sane man to wear
in private let alone on a beach. Pert near upchucked my cookies.
Now, I am aware that what I have said is politically
incorrect, but it IS appropriate.
Please... CORRECT
ME IF I’M WRONG!
Bryce A
Baker
www.bryceabaker.com
Saturday, 11 April 2015
Terrorist
CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG! April 10, 2015
By author
Bryce A Baker
We are in the midst of World War III whether the population will admit it or not.
Throughout human history, our persistent gravitational pull has been to destroy each other; mostly to dominate other cultures or populations.
Let's start relatively recent, the War of Independence between England and the New Colonies, now known as the United States. During that war, Colonists fought for freedom. Their reason is not the issue, but how they fought is. They were charged with treason against England. There were morally questionable acts of violence on both sides, but in this war, these acts were understood. Both sides were discernible in battle by uniform or flag.
In the first and second world wars, again the ranks of the enemy were identified with exception to the spies or the underground allied resistance.
Korea, again, is similar. But in Vietnam, war took on a hidden genre; that of the dark side, contrary to the Geneva Convention. These fighters of the jungle waged war without uniform and hid in tunnels under the ground and booby trapped with brutal inhumane death weapons.
In my opinion, these wars were a horrid waste of lives because of an unwarranted force of threat against us, yet our people were called to defend freedom.
With this; in recent decades a new killer has slid out from under the rocks. They are void of conscience and an unidentifiable uniform. They strike and crawl back into their evil hole. A warrior doesn't use pregnant women or children strapped to bombs, to walk into a public place and kill innocent people.
If a war is to be fought, then let the soldiers do battle and keep the innocent out of it.
There are endless arguments about how the World Wars took innocent lives on both sides, but this is a different battle field that encompasses malls, public buildings where children are. If the enemy has a beef with another government, I fail to see how these cowards can be fighting for a just cause, under a manipulated religion as a reason for carnage. They are straight from the bowels of Hell, with Satan as their general.
These creatures are not soldiers when they cowl behind anonymity. There is no honor in killing women and children. There is no honor in their use, of a misused religion. They are simply psychotic, random killers with no purposeful outcome. They are not human. For them, to commit a suicide bombing so they can go to their heaven so they can have a multitude of virgins, is a sick depiction of evil. Taking babies from their bassinets and throwing them to the floor of the hospital maternity ward, expresses their true being. Cutting the heads off of kidnapped victims escapes any rational.
This World War is altering our right to freedom in a way never experienced in history.
What befuddles me is that our population demonstrates against racial prejudices, but turn a blind eye and don’t demonstrate against killers of innocent men, women and children by a hideous regime of murderers; the ultimate in racial and religious injustice. A peaceful demonstration would show support to our men and woman that are fighting, and dying, against this hidden enemy. It would show we are not going to succumb to their terrorism.
This doesn't mean we target people unrelated amongst us with a religion the terrorists are using as their misaligned ideology.
These are 'terror'ists, not soldiers fighting a war with innocent causalities.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!
Bryce A Bakerwww.bryceabaker.com
By author
Bryce A Baker
Terrorist
We are in the midst of World War III whether the population will admit it or not.
Throughout human history, our persistent gravitational pull has been to destroy each other; mostly to dominate other cultures or populations.
Let's start relatively recent, the War of Independence between England and the New Colonies, now known as the United States. During that war, Colonists fought for freedom. Their reason is not the issue, but how they fought is. They were charged with treason against England. There were morally questionable acts of violence on both sides, but in this war, these acts were understood. Both sides were discernible in battle by uniform or flag.
In the first and second world wars, again the ranks of the enemy were identified with exception to the spies or the underground allied resistance.
Korea, again, is similar. But in Vietnam, war took on a hidden genre; that of the dark side, contrary to the Geneva Convention. These fighters of the jungle waged war without uniform and hid in tunnels under the ground and booby trapped with brutal inhumane death weapons.
In my opinion, these wars were a horrid waste of lives because of an unwarranted force of threat against us, yet our people were called to defend freedom.
With this; in recent decades a new killer has slid out from under the rocks. They are void of conscience and an unidentifiable uniform. They strike and crawl back into their evil hole. A warrior doesn't use pregnant women or children strapped to bombs, to walk into a public place and kill innocent people.
If a war is to be fought, then let the soldiers do battle and keep the innocent out of it.
There are endless arguments about how the World Wars took innocent lives on both sides, but this is a different battle field that encompasses malls, public buildings where children are. If the enemy has a beef with another government, I fail to see how these cowards can be fighting for a just cause, under a manipulated religion as a reason for carnage. They are straight from the bowels of Hell, with Satan as their general.
These creatures are not soldiers when they cowl behind anonymity. There is no honor in killing women and children. There is no honor in their use, of a misused religion. They are simply psychotic, random killers with no purposeful outcome. They are not human. For them, to commit a suicide bombing so they can go to their heaven so they can have a multitude of virgins, is a sick depiction of evil. Taking babies from their bassinets and throwing them to the floor of the hospital maternity ward, expresses their true being. Cutting the heads off of kidnapped victims escapes any rational.
This World War is altering our right to freedom in a way never experienced in history.
What befuddles me is that our population demonstrates against racial prejudices, but turn a blind eye and don’t demonstrate against killers of innocent men, women and children by a hideous regime of murderers; the ultimate in racial and religious injustice. A peaceful demonstration would show support to our men and woman that are fighting, and dying, against this hidden enemy. It would show we are not going to succumb to their terrorism.
This doesn't mean we target people unrelated amongst us with a religion the terrorists are using as their misaligned ideology.
These are 'terror'ists, not soldiers fighting a war with innocent causalities.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!
Bryce A Bakerwww.bryceabaker.com
Friday, 27 March 2015
Callow Pride
CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG! March 27, 2015
Callow Pride
By author Bryce A Baker
Over the years, chasing bad guys as well as post retirement security work, the main element involved in confrontation is the overabundance of misdirected pride.
Pride in one’s work, hobby, or family in reasonable terms is healthy, but in a state of anger or envy, is a mental nuclear explosive that levels a wide circumference of collateral carnage. ‘Try saying that in one breath!’
Several years ago, while working security in the emergency department at the hospital, I got a dispatch about a belligerent man creating havoc in the waiting room. He was loud and swearing when I got there. He made several comments that he was an iron worker and I was just an ‘old guy’ and could take me. It came time to provide him an escort outside to leave, at which time his pride overrode common sense and raised a fist to me to strike. Now, as he was apologizing profusely from his face down, locked position on the ground… this old man let him sit quietly on the curb to await the summoned police. His subdued pride and tone reflected his awareness that pride does not beat experience and patience. It was agreed that he would go cool down and come back later in a proper mindset. Later that morning he did return to apologize for his behavior.
As an instructor, I emphasized the only way to defuse is to keep pride vacant and use common sense as a weapon. Mind you, dealing with some required much, much more common sense.
If you look at anything in the human disorder, misdirected pride is the culprit for the decline of intelligent resolution. For example; gangs, 1 percenters (outlaw bikers), relationships, work, sports… everything!
Don’t get me wrong… I have personally breached stupidity on many thousands of occasions, but do recognize we are all guilty at some point or another.
One thing I did learn as a detective and body guard; one’s mouth needs to work in close proximity with the brain to refrain from pouring more fuel on the fire.
Just this week I have personally bit my tongue and swallowed my pride and as a result, my wife saved the energy of bailing me out of jail. Now, I may be looked at in this situation as weak and at a loss, but I was not the one that stood as an idiot aggressor. If the eyes could see and the mouth would speak in silence there would be no loser in the battle of pride.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!
Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com
Callow Pride
By author Bryce A Baker
Over the years, chasing bad guys as well as post retirement security work, the main element involved in confrontation is the overabundance of misdirected pride.
Pride in one’s work, hobby, or family in reasonable terms is healthy, but in a state of anger or envy, is a mental nuclear explosive that levels a wide circumference of collateral carnage. ‘Try saying that in one breath!’
Several years ago, while working security in the emergency department at the hospital, I got a dispatch about a belligerent man creating havoc in the waiting room. He was loud and swearing when I got there. He made several comments that he was an iron worker and I was just an ‘old guy’ and could take me. It came time to provide him an escort outside to leave, at which time his pride overrode common sense and raised a fist to me to strike. Now, as he was apologizing profusely from his face down, locked position on the ground… this old man let him sit quietly on the curb to await the summoned police. His subdued pride and tone reflected his awareness that pride does not beat experience and patience. It was agreed that he would go cool down and come back later in a proper mindset. Later that morning he did return to apologize for his behavior.
As an instructor, I emphasized the only way to defuse is to keep pride vacant and use common sense as a weapon. Mind you, dealing with some required much, much more common sense.
If you look at anything in the human disorder, misdirected pride is the culprit for the decline of intelligent resolution. For example; gangs, 1 percenters (outlaw bikers), relationships, work, sports… everything!
Don’t get me wrong… I have personally breached stupidity on many thousands of occasions, but do recognize we are all guilty at some point or another.
One thing I did learn as a detective and body guard; one’s mouth needs to work in close proximity with the brain to refrain from pouring more fuel on the fire.
Just this week I have personally bit my tongue and swallowed my pride and as a result, my wife saved the energy of bailing me out of jail. Now, I may be looked at in this situation as weak and at a loss, but I was not the one that stood as an idiot aggressor. If the eyes could see and the mouth would speak in silence there would be no loser in the battle of pride.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG!
Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com
Saturday, 14 March 2015
I Rest My Case
CORRECT
ME IF I’M WRONG!
March 13, 2015
I Rest My Case
We
are buried in a wayward society that only partially understands and appreciates
what has been given them. Each time I write this article, it reflects what I
perceive in my world and the elements around it. For some, it is easy to get
lost in the bustle of going nowhere. There are so many negatives in life that
the great things sometimes get shadowed or overlooked.
My
schedule is such that it is rare that my day doesn't include many hours of
multitasking between the different projects that are on the go. When I do take
a day off, Rena pert near has to duct tape me to my lounge chair to keep me from
'tinkering' in the shop. I guess that is part and parcel of having ADHD.
So
what does all this have to do with the scurry of thoughts through the space
between my ears? Well... as I look back over the years, there have been
irretrievable moments that are deeply missed. But as I sit contemplating my
next book, many scenarios about the 'what ifs' gives me volumes of manipulative
data to build on.
It
is said that many people think outside the box, which confuses me. What box? As
a writer, drifting into another world gives me an appreciation of all that has
been in my real world. Including the bad from which there has been lesson. It
would be much appreciated though, that the 'lessons' be reduced now.
If
I arrange a sentence in a certain way it can be interpreted in many ways and
sometimes not as intended. In life, I may do something and be interpreted pro
or con. So, in our world, the negative may just be a misinterpretation. Now,
being married four times and divorced three, I can honestly say without a doubt
my theory is based on that nasty word.
In the heat of an argument, rational
thinking takes flight and swords are crossed in haste. Confused pride takes
over and the result is my sore back from sleeping on the couch. Most marital
arguments need both parties to be stupid at the same time, so a day or two of
cool down is a practical solution to allow our brains to regroup. With Rena and
I, we are blessed with a great loving relationship that have arguments that
last only seconds. Our ADD and ADHD provides us with a buffer. We either forget
what we are arguing about or we lose interest.
One
of the largest negatives is when a son or daughter has been misled by
manipulation of accusations. There is no winner or boost able success. Over and
over the friction caused to the child is a selfish tool by the responsible
parent. In a divorce where children are involved, a parental battle only hurts
the child. There is no prize for being an idiot.
So
what is my point? If we speak, think first. If we act, use discretion. If we
make a mistake, admit it… then RUN really fast!
In
all seriousness, why don't we just shut up and use sign language.
Bryce
A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com
Thursday, 26 February 2015
A Walk
CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG! Friday February 27, 2015
By author Bryce A Baker
A Walk
We live in an age of virtual reality since our world has overwhelmingly integrated computers into our lives and daily routine.
It is my belief that there is another virtual world few can understand. It isn't a screen interfaced with a program or programmer's imagination. It isn't a game or intellectual pass time.
There is a hidden virtual battle that seeks its prey when we are at our weakest.
No matter what spiritual understanding we have, there are forces ablaze tearing us apart from inside.
I was once asked if I believe in a higher entity. My response was that because of the horrors witnessed in my work, there must be a light that shines. A positive outpost from where we can find shelter from the darkness of evil. I have sought out this place of light but have still struggled to keep my faith.
Some expect that if they believe in their God that all will be given. To those that understand; the path is riddled with virtual diversion. One needs to dress themselves every day, but aren't free from the responsibility to put a belt on to keep their pants up or be wary of a splash from a mud puddle.
Even though one of my routines is to avoid watching the news, its word still reaches home. Buried deep amongst all the information thrust into our faces by the media is a little known bright side of information that says there are people on this earth that do care and extend a hand to those that are hurt. Unfortunately, it is more newsworthy to report a shooting or violent event.
So what is my point of these words put forth in frustration? It is simple in terms, but radical in a spiritual war against the forces destroying us. We need to learn how to live.
In the Christian Bible, a Man stepped this earth with a 'soul' purpose, and was put to death to give the people forgiveness. Nothing changed. Nothing learned. We still feel it necessary to kill each other out of greed, hate, jealousy and power.
The other morning I sat having coffee with a man that witnessed the bombing of London during the Second World War. As he spoke of the waste of humanity because of an evil creature seeking power, he said there was peace in the countryside where children were taken for safe haven. He and I share a commonality. He found great understanding by sitting and experiencing the quiet in nature far from the ravages of war.
There is a gift in our world that is far from taking another's land or for that matter life.
We need to believe in a miracle; a gift of peace and a force against evil.
A virtual world.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!
Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com
By author Bryce A Baker
A Walk
We live in an age of virtual reality since our world has overwhelmingly integrated computers into our lives and daily routine.
It is my belief that there is another virtual world few can understand. It isn't a screen interfaced with a program or programmer's imagination. It isn't a game or intellectual pass time.
There is a hidden virtual battle that seeks its prey when we are at our weakest.
No matter what spiritual understanding we have, there are forces ablaze tearing us apart from inside.
I was once asked if I believe in a higher entity. My response was that because of the horrors witnessed in my work, there must be a light that shines. A positive outpost from where we can find shelter from the darkness of evil. I have sought out this place of light but have still struggled to keep my faith.
Some expect that if they believe in their God that all will be given. To those that understand; the path is riddled with virtual diversion. One needs to dress themselves every day, but aren't free from the responsibility to put a belt on to keep their pants up or be wary of a splash from a mud puddle.
Even though one of my routines is to avoid watching the news, its word still reaches home. Buried deep amongst all the information thrust into our faces by the media is a little known bright side of information that says there are people on this earth that do care and extend a hand to those that are hurt. Unfortunately, it is more newsworthy to report a shooting or violent event.
So what is my point of these words put forth in frustration? It is simple in terms, but radical in a spiritual war against the forces destroying us. We need to learn how to live.
In the Christian Bible, a Man stepped this earth with a 'soul' purpose, and was put to death to give the people forgiveness. Nothing changed. Nothing learned. We still feel it necessary to kill each other out of greed, hate, jealousy and power.
The other morning I sat having coffee with a man that witnessed the bombing of London during the Second World War. As he spoke of the waste of humanity because of an evil creature seeking power, he said there was peace in the countryside where children were taken for safe haven. He and I share a commonality. He found great understanding by sitting and experiencing the quiet in nature far from the ravages of war.
There is a gift in our world that is far from taking another's land or for that matter life.
We need to believe in a miracle; a gift of peace and a force against evil.
A virtual world.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!
Bryce A Baker
www.bryceabaker.com
Thursday, 12 February 2015
Mental Health Warning
CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG! Friday February 13, 2015
By author Bryce A Baker
Mental Health Warning
This coming Saturday is a day of romance. Heart told, it is a day that should engulf us with emotions of love to our special person. Valentine's day has naked, winged... whatever they are, buzzing around shooting people with arrows! Or so I am told. Is this a weapon of mass destruction, or a ploy to have us succumb to our weaknesses?
In a late breaking news advisement between my memory and conscience mind, I just found out the Easter Rabbit is a fraud; because rabbits can't lay eggs. Devastation is an understatement. All the holidays I patiently waited for are now under suspicion of deception. Do we classify these horrid acts as a mental homicide, or is the government going to cover up this social scam as usual? Are we being coerced into false holidays so our leaders can take extra days off with pay? Of course they will pretend all is okay, but this sheep is not going to aimlessly follow the herd any longer. I shall set forth to find the truth. My mission will take me to the far reaches of this earth, and what is left of my sanity, but I shall find the truth.
It is difficult for me to have to write about this atrocity to humanity, but feel it is my duty. The pain seems to sear through every nerve trying to understand that even my mentor, Santa, is only a figment of some plot.
Fortunately, I have a gift card for Psychiatric visits, so my stability will be sustained. It may not be so for the poor that can't afford such help.
What in this world shall come to light next... Shall we be told that milk and cookies are not to be mixed, or gingerbread is not a house construction material? When will this nightmare end... When will it end?
All the years of life on this earth we have been led through the valley of fibs.
So in light of all this; how do we know these naked, arrow slinging thingy's, are not just another way to crowd our minds with 'stuff'. I know that is a technical word, but bear with me until there is resolution.
On Saturday, be careful not to get hit by a stray arrow or get one of those propaganda Valentine's Day cards, for you could be the next victim to fall into this illicit con.
Now, off I go to have cookies and milk before that is found to be only a hoax.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!
Bryce Bakerwww.bryceabaker.com
By author Bryce A Baker
Mental Health Warning
This coming Saturday is a day of romance. Heart told, it is a day that should engulf us with emotions of love to our special person. Valentine's day has naked, winged... whatever they are, buzzing around shooting people with arrows! Or so I am told. Is this a weapon of mass destruction, or a ploy to have us succumb to our weaknesses?
In a late breaking news advisement between my memory and conscience mind, I just found out the Easter Rabbit is a fraud; because rabbits can't lay eggs. Devastation is an understatement. All the holidays I patiently waited for are now under suspicion of deception. Do we classify these horrid acts as a mental homicide, or is the government going to cover up this social scam as usual? Are we being coerced into false holidays so our leaders can take extra days off with pay? Of course they will pretend all is okay, but this sheep is not going to aimlessly follow the herd any longer. I shall set forth to find the truth. My mission will take me to the far reaches of this earth, and what is left of my sanity, but I shall find the truth.
It is difficult for me to have to write about this atrocity to humanity, but feel it is my duty. The pain seems to sear through every nerve trying to understand that even my mentor, Santa, is only a figment of some plot.
Fortunately, I have a gift card for Psychiatric visits, so my stability will be sustained. It may not be so for the poor that can't afford such help.
What in this world shall come to light next... Shall we be told that milk and cookies are not to be mixed, or gingerbread is not a house construction material? When will this nightmare end... When will it end?
All the years of life on this earth we have been led through the valley of fibs.
So in light of all this; how do we know these naked, arrow slinging thingy's, are not just another way to crowd our minds with 'stuff'. I know that is a technical word, but bear with me until there is resolution.
On Saturday, be careful not to get hit by a stray arrow or get one of those propaganda Valentine's Day cards, for you could be the next victim to fall into this illicit con.
Now, off I go to have cookies and milk before that is found to be only a hoax.
Please... CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG!
Bryce Bakerwww.bryceabaker.com
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