Some yes, some probably not, a little bitch please….
Part 3 of a series
I posted my two big resolutions for 2017 already: aim high and shoot straight and insist that support be mutual. But what will I do about all the standard resolutions? You know, the ones everybody makes and breaks every year?
Here are 15 top New Years resolutions. And what I plan to do about them.
Lose Weight and Get Fit
Well, I’m already doing that. In terms of strength I’m in the best shape of my life already. So this is more like I resolve to keep doing what I’ve been doing, only moreso.
Never have, never will, so it doesn’t matter. Read more
I have always supported independent artists, but that support has not often been reciprocated. This bothers me.
Part 2 of a series
[Caveat: I’ll apologize in advance if this one sounds a little bitchy. That isn’t my intent, but I know people don’t always hear what I think I’m saying.]
Ever since we started this blog in 2007, and really for a good number of years before that via different media, I have done all I could to support the efforts of artists I found worthy, especially the seemingly numberless independent artists out there who are being all kinds of brilliant without much help from mainstream media or the industry institutions that dominate the areas in which they work. Music, visual arts, photography, literature, you name it – if you’re like me you run across a lot of fantastic creative work, and if you’re like me you want everyone else to appreciate it as much as you do. Read more
I resolve to be more honest and direct in confronting ignorance and hatred.
Part 1 of a series
When I was a little boy, my grandparents read me the Parable of the Talents (Matthew 25: 14-30). They had a particularly Southern Baptist working class interpretation of what it meant. If you had a gift, the Lord intended you to use it to make the world a better place. If you didn’t, it was a sin and the gift might be taken from you.
“You’re smart,” they said to me. “God means you to use your brain to help others.”
Whether because my ego liked the idea of being smart or because I was innately concerned about other people’s well being, the lesson never left me.
When I got older and started my career, I developed a reputation among those I worked with as a guy who was honest. Read more