Showing posts with label Salt Lake City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Salt Lake City. Show all posts

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Rocky Anderson - I Never Laughed So Long...So Long...So Long!

Paul Simon wrote a lyric in tribute to American architect Frank Lloyd Wright, with basa nova chords, lauding Wright's lasting impact on American architecture. Bidding him a fond farewell: "I never laughed so long/so long/" Then, in a final double-meaning goodbye: "So long!"
However, Ding, Dong the Wicked Witch is Dead!
Let there be no double-meaning here. We say "so long" to Rocky. And our jubilant jam hits high riff. Munchkins are liberated from the Wicked Witch of the West. And Rocky Andersen leaves power as the most Leftist, radical and power-hungry, agenda-driven bureaucrat in memory.

Salt Lake Tribune writer, Derek Jensen, heaps on alliterative superlatives, in his eulogistic piece praising the pedantic Mayor's burly baritone and "muscular mind to match." Jensen leaves you breathless! But equally bloated in alliterative blow-hard bluster will be this offering.

So on to the argument! Ah, yes, it was to Rocky Anderson that we owe so much Olympic notice from the world! Wasn't it his plan that the TV network scrap the LDS Temple as the visual backdrop, and replace it with his beloved City and County Building? But the national network told him: Nuts!

So, Rocky came along, and "jolted the local landscape!" But if Salt Lake is so blue in its political persuasion, how could it have been jolted? Oh. It was the Mormons who were jolted! I just thought Mormons were tired of his using his "non-political" mayor's office as a pulpit for his personal prejudice, and to re-make this valley into the People's Republic of Rocky's Mountain.

And then, in the Jensen article, we hear that oft repeated accusation of Utah's being "parochial." Thank you, to the grandfather of regional literature, Wallace Stegner, for that word, which Salt Lake Lefties love to chant. But the title of Stegner's article was (and make sure you get the gist of the title): "At Home in the Fields of the Lord" - you got the "at home" part? (Read: A Great and Peculiar Beauty: A Utah Reader, Thomas Lyons & Terry Tempest Williams, editors.)

While I'm sure Mormons were a tad closed to begin with. Who wouldn't be with an extermination order hanging over their heads! However, over the past 150 years - roughly the same time as from Pilgrims to the Framers of the Constitution, mind you, (Stegner's claim)they've come into their own, with young men and women serving in foreign lands and bringing back those cultures and sensitivities to poor "parochial," backward and red Utah. But then...Rocky came along to save us from our narrow-minded selves!

His mayoral leadership has been called "overwhelmingly positive." Yeah, as positive as Venezuela's Hugo Chavez is "positive" in his persecution of minority political parties, his shutting down of opposition newspapers and jailing "jingoistic" journalists (which Derek, you can be as a Leftist, too). So, how so with Rocky, you ask?
O, where to begin? First, his attempt to sell the Mormon Church a bull for stud service (the land), only to find that the bull didn't have the equipment they thought they were getting (the easement). Lucky for all of us, Rocky finally found in himself, what the bull was lacking, and made it right.

Also, he has laid the foundations of further persecution of Mormons, in his collusion in establishing the Leftist enclave The Leonardo Center - a repository of pejorative stories about people who have been wronged by Mormons. It's a given - the stories are what they are: other people's voices telling how a religious group, who professes to be Christian, can fall so very short of their mark - to be like Christ.

Be that as it may, the editorial trajectory of the Missing Stories, brought about by Les Kelen is what is most disturbing. In his self-proclaimed effort "to fight institutionalized racism," he paints Mormons with broad stereotypical brushes, into a monolith of misconception. On reading those stories, one would think that "all Mormons are racist bast**ds." The Leonardo would make Spencer W. Kimball into a "Bull" Connors, if all they relied on were Kelen's stories. And thus he perpetuates myth!

Rocky belongs to the aforementioned opinion group. And so, with the Mayor's help, The Leonardo was slipped past voters amid a barrage of soccer fields and play parks. The voters just thought they were getting another venue of learning. The question you have to ask yourself is: Whose learning are you getting? And where are they going with it?
Look to the Southern Poverty Law Center for a direction. (I admire the Center's films and have used them in my classes. But one should realize their political bent. The ends of the Civil Rights Movement were absolutely needed; but the non-Constitutional means were questionable. And our celebration of Marxist methods of social change at the expense of Constitutional processes still fans the embers of more social unrest and riot to come. I see it in my inner-city students.)

Additionally, there are volumes of stories missing from the Missing Stories, of people outside the Church - people who are of different races, and who have been blessed in their associations with Mormons. But that is a group of people that Kelen doesn't believe exists (and for that fact, neither does Rocky).
According to Kelen, all people, so blessed, would have had to leave their own cultures, and join the Mormon Church, in order to receive any benefit or friendship. Thus, Rocky and Kelen and others of their ilk, with the establishment of The Leonardo Center have institutionalized their nonsense. In addition, they are asking for more money to preserve this repository of their prejudice.

As I represent the Lollipop Guild, I'm glad that Rocky Anderson, the left-wing demagogue is gone. Now, we just have to learn how to build bridges to unite us, and not walls that separate us.

But then, as a member of the ACLU, Rocky has been all about walls. So long....so long....so long!

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Take the Baby Out of the Movie!

Seeing a movie on Christmas Day brings my bother and I together during the holiday season. This Christmas we went to see Will Smith's I Am Legend - set in a futuristic world that relies soley on science to find a cure for cancer, but creates a global pandemic that destroys some 97% of all human life. What little life remains is either dark flesh-eating, super-charged hives of inhuman people, or normal survivors who have an immunity to the mutation.

Near the end of the film, when hope in the storyline gains a foothold, a little child from the audience fussed, and for a moment you thought it was part of the movie - it fit so well with the hope presented. Suddenly a fella's voice said really loudly: Take the baby out! In a high baritone pitch - that had a touch of vanity for its own tonality. It sounded metrosexual, single and self-righteous.

The child was fine really, but the mother dutifully took it out. Later another voice from the back of the theater rang out, at a quiet moment at the end of the film: And a child shall lead them! The baby... was fine! This other man's emphasis was on the irony of shutting up a child in a movie where an innocent child's voice was precisely what was needed! Sure, we want the writer's script to provide the sound FX, not the audience. However, it goes deeper than that.

When children get really fussy and make any film uncomfortably difficult to watch, parents should, without question, take the child out as soon as possible. And they should determine beforehand, whether their child will present a breach of etiquette for movie goers.

However, at the core of some of this is an ugly intolerance against children and those who have them, that seems extremely wrong to this observer - especially in this city: Salt Lake City, where Leftists and elites look down their noses at anything fertile. ("Ah hah," you might say, "that explains it all! Salt Lake!" Then, dear reader, it is to you I speak.)

Your disposable income, college educations and numerous dogs breed in you a short-sighted view that has its roots in the Me Generation of the 70s. It is a view that is economically unviable, and places many Western nations at risk of not being able to regenerate themselves, and to revitalize the democratic institutions that gave rise to the prosperity you enjoy. (Commentary, "Why Have Children?" Cohen, June 2006;and recent books: The Empty Cradle, Longman, 2004; Fewer, Wattenberg, 2004.)

You may have your view; it is your perogative. But when you begin to shout down a mother and a child - and you are a man, doing so. I will not stand idly by while you spew your metro-mindset.