Live from Valencia


My brother, Tom, is crewing on an older America's Cup, The Valiant, in Valencia. He speaks of the spinnaker custom made for this wonderful boat for Freerange:

"We flew the FreeRange spinnaker today at practice (out with th Alinghi a*nd Team New Zealand, the America's Cup contestants, who were also out practicing, and it was awesome. We attracted a great deal of attention. I think when this regatta starts on Thursday, the big buzzard (as my crewmates refer to it) will be the talk of Valencia.

We also had dinner...the at head of the sailmaking operation for Team Oracle/BMW Racing (who has been living in Valencia for the past 3 years, and he had on a FreeRange hat when we walked in!"

>>More later>>

Brush-hoggin'


Back behind the back 40, they are brush hoggin' old Mrs. Dean's seven acres. Shady Grove and I crept back to the property line to check out the happenings. They are making that lot look like a suburban heaven. Peonies are blowing out.

As an aside, the folks at The Believer are having a sale because they have hit some rough times. From their note:

As you may know, it's been tough going for many independent publishers, McSweeney's included, since our distributor filed for bankruptcy last December 29. We lost about $130,000 -- actual earnings that were simply erased. Due to the intricacies of the settlement, the real hurt didn't hit right away, but it's hitting now. Like most small publishers, our business is basically a break-even proposition in the best of times, so there's really no way to absorb a loss that big.

We are committed to getting through and past this difficult time, and we're hoping you, the readers who have from the start made McSweeney's possible, will help us.

Over the next week or so, we'll be holding an inventory sell-off and rare-item auction, which we hope will make a dent in the losses we sustained. A few years ago, the indispensible comics publisher Fantagraphics, in similarly dire straits, held a similar sale, and it helped them greatly. We're hoping to do the same.

So if you've had your eye on anything we've produced, now would be a great time to take the plunge. For the next week or so, subscriptions are $5 off, new books are 30 percent off, and all backlist is 50 percent off. Please check out the store and enjoy the astounding savings, while knowing every purchase will help dig us out of a big hole.

So check them out. Help them out. The teeshirts are cool and the back issues fun for the summer.

Sugar cube


I couldn't resist giving you a peek. Cute? Right?

Had a nice exchange with a fellow SU ISDP student--someone who will graduate with our group of 3 (we have 2 adds who dropped out and will finish this summer). He is a good graphic designer who took an approach to his thesis doing a digital woodcut look. I sent him my sketch thesis to find out we are listing some of the same inspirations--his more direct than mine...so it should be interesting to see the work together this summer. His work is very blocked out and far more graphic than mine. Makes me want to try going that bold...and beefing up the tigerteeth to see where it goes. To compare them, my work is more "painterly"(?) using a range of colors and shading and his is more linework with a very limited palette.

The Papillon integrates the shiny learning from the dachshund--letting two tones of grey (or can be purple) to pick out the highlights to render the form. The eyes are really simple but still work. I laid in a single color for the eyebrow and cheek color and it got too flat( which, now as I say it...maybe I should take the black forms with the grey shadows and do a really flat one too...)so I added 3 orange to brown colors to give it some shape.

These dogs are cute and showstoppers strictly as the content is so winning. I think if I have 8-10 of these...They could be really merchandised and sold. I wonder if there is some type of little specialty kids store (maybe online) that there could be a fit? Need to think. Maybe that is selling "down"?

Finally, the "card" came. I found this rare and necessary technical component by digging around on the web which will allow my power tower to work properly with my new tool, a 30" Apple Cinema Display, sweetness personified. I have had the whole world of wires and technology plugged into my powerbook for about a week to take advantage of the monitor--and having the big box back in play is now welcome. I now am bitten by the bug to be like Al Gore (saw this confirming picture of Al in his office...as messy as mine--with Al, upfront and center in front of his computer--flanked by three 30" cinema displays all with newpapers etc on them). Way to go AL. There is never enough wonderfulness when it comes to this stuff.

There is a tiny deer baby--the size of a small dog--gamboling outside my window. Too bad they are such pests. Speaking of pests, while Shady Grove and I were looking up at the trees (Shady for squirrels, rabbits and groundhogs (she thinks they might live in trees as well as holes)) I noted the meat-headed turkey vultures sitting on the tippy top of the tall pine trees that surround the quadrangle. They are still here. And then I heard a tap tap tapping to see a damned woodpecking pecking the margin board of the house. What does this bird think the house is? A square tree? So like a crazy person, I ran around clapping my hands and shouting at the woodpecker. It is moments like this that I am thankful our neighbors are at a bit of a distance from us...

Iron Butterfly


Extrordinary weather. Low humidity, coolish (mid to high 60s). Socked in the poor zinnias--looking a little shopworn and raggity. Worked the better part of the day on an illustration of a branch of holly for the Christmas extravaganza happening here on behalf of our jolly customers who want to be on point before the snow falls. The holly, surprisingly is slow going...but will be nice when its done.

Yesterday was a work day. K needed to work on the paper that represents 20% of her grade. She somehow thought it was something she could knock off after riding the day before it was due. I thought it needed more work. I took charge.So, after my railing at her and coming up with a plan that every hour and a half, I would see results or she would have to sit by me in order to do the work (a fate worse than death), we got a typed draft and first round of edits done. Yesterday was another round of edits with discussion (positive and thoughtful) around what she wanted to say...and saying it. This is the approach we are going to take in the fall too. The work got significantly better and I think she saw it too. A., in fear of the toxic mommy, read his book, did his work and had "a party" to go to at his friend's house.

Baseball was rugged yesterday. Coach R. ran them and drilled them such that when we came to get A. he was wavering and feeling worn to the bone. The baseball boys are going to be better players after a month with their beloved Coach. Their coach was jogging with them and doing all the stuff he demanded of him (which for me is the way to drive respect and attention because the import is being demonstrated not just talked about). After a huge jug of salty gatorade and some grilled chicken, he wasnt complaining as much and had a bit of a bounce in his step.

K's yearbook came yesterday to her delight. I find it amazing that every yearbook looks the same. Almost Groundhog Day-ish in the same pictures, same "har har" funny photography, same antics and bad graphics. How does this happen? I am stunned by it.

I have another dog picture in the works. It is a papillon surrounded by butterflies. It is sacchrine in it's cuteness...and could work as an example for children's book illustration or a cute thing to frame for a kids room. I like where this is going. A little more levity, a little less quiet. Making some nice progress on it.

D went to the lake to redd up--and we didnt communicate so he couldnt get in. I had him work on the porch and like lightening, I asked, "could you mow?". So hopefully, the grass won't be up to our chins by the time our knight comes home from his pilgrimage.

Will chat later. Feeling a bit guilty I haven't given you anything in a few days.

Saturday 06.09.07


Yesterday was one of those days that was pulled into amazing focus. We attended an extrodinary person's memorial service that honored her in a way she would have approved of--and for those of us attending, her energy, spirit and generosity was palpable. People brought flowers and food to place under a white tent filled with flowers and big green checked tablecloths. The clouds cleared as we stood (some sat) outside the big, beautiful barn for a service of singing, readings, poetry and tributes to her spirit, her loves and her relationships. It was heartwrenching to see how special her world was, and that she had to leave it all in her prime with all the richness and fullness of how she lived, the people she affected and how her efforts affected a community that was and is feeling tremendous loss in her passing. We all mourn her and reach out to her family --now and as time goes on--in the future.

R. left for a whirlwind trip to Europe to meet people, see things, negotiate opportunities and steer clear of others if they dont feel right. I think it will all go swimmingly, and he will have a fruitful and hopefully, fun time. K, A, and I bought white baseball pants with a blue belt. We also went to the new skateboard shop and admired the boards, the shoes and the skater lifestyle stuff both K and A. dig. Then a little this and that shopping and up we went to Taughannock for a lovely walk in the park to the waterfall. We all loved it. Shady ran from K in the creek to me on the path back and forth like a black bullet. A. and I stayed on the trail and talked of many things. The shadows were blue and purple. Hemlocks with new growth, lightly shading--layer by layer. The waterfall was robust--It was beautiful and fun. Our key observation outside of a chipmunk or two was a nighthawk. Both K and I saw it to our surprise and delight.

Then home for movies... and sleep.

Today is the socking in of plants, the sorting of things and a little time spent on my holiday cards. But, if today is anything like yesterday, we will do some more walking.

looks like rain


Nice big downpour last night. Baseball game with the "prep team" was great. Perfect field, wonderful coaching, the boys all in good spirits but very serious about the job they were doing...However, we lost. But, losing is a good incentive to move forward, so there is much to gain with practice.

Starting a bunch of Christmas images for a client. New tactic from last year. One, do a bunch of images that are appropriate. Meaning: tasteful, non-denominational, and seasonal. If some things are red and green or if snow or pine trees are in it--that qualifies as seasonal. I will present 8 ideas. If none will be acceptable to the group, they will need to lob a direction this way (maybe something a little more friendly than "global" and with no religious, sect, geographic region orientation) to take it further. If we start out with all the no-s on the table, nothing will happpen. I have to make a stab at it and truly consult. We'll see.

The Baker Institute Annual Report samples delivered yesterday. Nice! We used a really nice #3 paper (which means not the premium) for price--and it is a lovely silk finish we then put a matte coating on. All the color pops, copy is legible and the final looks better than the comps (except the epson puts down a matchless matte black that really cannot (or I havent seen it) be printed on a printing press. This publication should work for the folks at the Baker...and we now have to start thinking of topping this one. I have ideas. But how can you miss when the images one can show is of horses, dogs, cats, llamas or camelids (goats, sheep and camels are in that group), wild cats and foxes? Plus, the Baker does phenomenal work, so why not show it off?

The peonies have popped. Hosta are expanding. Bought a bunch of big (and inexpensive) salmon pink zinnias yesterday and plan on socking them in today along with 3 dicentra (bleeding hearts), and 2 hellebore. Will also plant some additional peonies that I think I will try and naturalize with other wild plants as the deer truly do not (or havent been tempted to) devour them. What with the 500 daffodils and 50 allium we put in last fall, it made for a very happy spring with vases filled with a diversity of color and shape that hopefully will continue to revisit us every year.

Maybe now is the time to get the snowtires off the wonderbus?

IF: (do I) suit you?


I know, I know. It's not that time of year....but for some of us, those jingle bells start jingling now and are done by August so that things can be printed and put in the mail by the end of September for the season of spending. This picture is for a client's holiday card. It is a work in progress.

This poochita wants to know if she suits? Does she?

(check out the Little Chimp Societyto see some cool new work, get some cool new suppliers, learn about new illustrators>>!)

Click the poochie to see it bigger.

Cool Resource


Arsenal: Professional Design Weaponry
Vector Packs

"...these ready-made vector images are a godsend."
Becky Colllier of Computer Arts Magazine

"The most Kick-ass Design Products. Royalty Free. Instant Downloads"

The kitchen sink of the whispies and curlies that I have spending a lot of time looking for. These vector packs make doing this style of work time consuming and research driven. Now all you need are these files and time to get going!

Learning a bit


I've been tooling around the web, looking for places to link my blog or become part of communities to drive more traffic outside of the pop that Illustration Friday gives me on Fridays> Mondays when I submit. I have joined Technorati, Blog Catalog, Gather,Blogarama, BF Directory and 2-Review (nice little buttons on the side). I have really enjoyed this process to learn by acting about tags, placement etc. and its made me to really realize that content is key in the world of blogs (and the world in general). A blog filled with picture is okay, but thin. So my blabbing on has a little more value than that I have been giving it. I need to give this more attention to better understand this world and how the Rongovian Academy of Fine Arts can work harder for me.

I had to do a totally clean redo of my OS etc. on the other computer and have discovered the terrific new browser, Flock (linked to Flickr and that world)--which is great and am enjoying it as much as my former fave, Firefox. It pops images up from your Flickr account--and runs them across the top of the page, it imports all the bookmarks etc. from your former accounts. they have incorporated the Flickr uploader into the whole package. And you can open and access your blog through the account. This is terrific and smooth...the only catch for me would be that the design might not be so great. But, with any tool, its who is using it...not what it does. However, it is like buttah.

The other fun thing I have discovered is an add to Firefox called, StumbleUpon. They say about themselves:
Channel surf the internet with the StumbleUpon toolbar to find great websites, videos, photos and more based on your interests. StumbleUpon learns what you like and makes better recommendations.

You essentially download a little widget for the Firefox toolbar that once installed, you can click the Stumbleupon button that clicks you through a progression of websites and blogs that you can give a thumbs up/thumbs down, rate it as a friend or a favorite and all of this registers on your personal page at StumbleUpon. It is a nice way outside of bookmarking, that you can refine what you like, and learn more on the web. Saw some cool little toys like this:

Ultimate Flash Face>>
Ready Mechs>>
Barcode Yourself
Hero Machine>>

Toys to amuse you today. Aimless dumb stuff. Gotta go and find a notary to get K's Art stuff off to Albany. Big concert tonight.

Identity?

After a nice chat with the leader of the Ithaca Art Trail, I was left to ruminate over the topic that Light in Winter is addressing next January. There might be an opportunity for those of us on the Trail to have a little show of work that addresses their theme of "Identity". This is a tough one. Where to start? Is it gender identity? or personal identity? or identification within a community or the Communitity's identity within the world? Is identity what we identify with, but diverge from? It is all too confusing. Therefore, with the confusion, a picture may emerge. Thank goodness I have more than an hour to think about this.

Some new news. The Rongovian Academy of Fine Arts is now listed on this interesting new blog catalog called surprisingly, the Blog Catalog which will allow us to get our Mission, Vision and Values of the institution to a larger world. We will see. I spent a little time tooling around on the site and saw some pretty cool stuff. I am sure I will be linking you to them as I find em.

The picture above is a little creature that leapt into my notebook without me seeing him. He is smile-y but could bite! Watch out!

Waiting for rain

Today is a day that induces a zombie-like stupor, where the only thing that makes sense is to sleep, and sleep and when you wake, you will yourself back to that place of slumber. Stunning, warm,humid air is bringing the scent of the lilac tree under K's window and filling the second floor of the Luckystone with a heavy,sweet memory of spring. The clouds are filled with possible rain. The sky and water are the same pearly grey color--when you squint, it blends with lighter grey blue landmasses bearly visable within the pearly greyness.

Chicken Chokers
on the radio this morning. Saw Chad of the Chokers yesterday. He was beaming over his pleasure with the new album and the possiblities. It was so sweet he came by just to share his happiness. I know in my bones they will be in a good place with this album. To reiterate my offer: THE FIRST TEN READERS WHO SEND ME THEIR EMAIL/AND SNAIL MAIL WILL BE THE RECIPIENTS OF THE NEW CHICKEN CHOKERS '07 CD! Enter soon and I will throw in a handful of my new promo postcards for your use and delight.

Gotta go. The paper awaits.

hot summer Saturday

Chip, chip, chipping away at the thesis and all the crazy notations etc. Just made a lemon poppyseed cake, baba ghanouj and a big pasta salad for the big kids that live here. Went down to Ithaca to buy some books for K to take to a birthday party for triplets. A hung with all of his friends, the Middle School fun fair, pizza and skateboarding. Bought a bunch of frames for the Ithaca Art Trail sale from TJ Maxx. Am looking forward to filling them with smaller images to see how they look and how they might be priced. We had a nice little lunch at the Ithaca Farmer's Market. Rob had indian food, I had the summer version of spring rolls, and K ate burritos. Garlic greens were prime to buy.There were some lettuces that looked good.

John Tamerbrella,from Glenhaven Farm Winery, our new friend who is a blueberry farmer, was at the Farmer's Market doing tastings of his wine. He has a nice light wine, semi dry and made of blueberries. It didnt even resemble a dessert wine or ice cream topping.I am looking forward to blueberry picking at Glenhaven Farm in a month or so.

IF: Birds in my Paradise

In the spirit of the summer and summer games:

"Get to your places!' shouted the Queen in a voice of thunder, and people began running about in all directions, tumbling up against each other; however, they got settled down in a minute or two, and the game began. Alice thought she had never seen such a curious croquet-ground in her life; it was all ridges and furrows; the balls were live hedgehogs, the mallets live flamingoes, and the soldiers had to double themselves up and to stand on their hands and feet, to make the arches.

The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo: she succeeded in getting its body tucked away, comfortably enough, under her arm, with its legs hanging down, but generally, just as she had got its neck nicely straightened out, and was going to give the hedgehog a blow with its head, it would twist itself round and look up in her face, with such a puzzled expression that she could not help bursting out laughing: and when she had got its head down, and was going to begin again, it was very provoking to find that the hedgehog had unrolled itself, and was in the act of crawling away: besides all this, there was generally a ridge or furrow in the way wherever she wanted to send the hedgehog to, and, as the doubled-up soldiers were always getting up and walking off to other parts of the ground, Alice soon came to the conclusion that it was a very difficult game indeed."

Alice in Wonderland
Lewis Carroll

cool new stuff I saw at the printer

Trends on the finishing floor at Cohber included:

--tiny, little (quarter scale) presskit folders in bright colors with information in them (I think the drug companies use them)

--drilled and padded pads--the catch being they are padded on the side so the paper opens as a book, and the paper lays flat.

--Cohber has a great die strike (already made) of a cruciform shape that can be folded into an interesting promotional thing, or card

--Cohber also has a die for postcard packaging (holds 22 postcards)--need to quote a simple job with that to see how dear the price is on that.

--hidden wire-o binding (wire-o with a paper that folds around the binding)

--"art" with a mat ( print on one side of that pewter/brightwhite duplex Strathmore paper--print the "art) fold over a piece and die cut the window right out of it...cute and a lot of mileage considering the simplicity of the idea.

--pads/ promotional pads are HOT

--Not a lot of big 4 c/p books. Smaller jobs. Not a lot of ink being put on the sheets.

--Print on Demand is where the profits are.

Later.

CMYK not RGB

There is nothing quite like it. Big machinery. The heavy smell of washes and thinners. The din of the big presses, clicking and humming and counting off the sheets. The magic of the color moves when the subtle shift of CMYK can take you from your starting point on the chromalin to the fulsome, buxom color that blooms while it’s wet and tacky from the press Running up the color, more, more, more with the color deepening and sharpening as you go…and then its too far. A little less, a little less…Done! And the roseate fleshtones balancing with the red in a tiger or a border collie. Which wins, which takes the fall for the bigger horizon. Cah-Click, hmmmmmmm, cah- click,cah-click. Hmmmm. The press is the heartbeat of the plant with men on both ends, feeding wasteand good paper into one end, and the master on the other, tuning and sharpening, checking for fit, spots, scratches and the panoply of evil that can overtake you. The evil is far less, but it still lurks in the guise of humidity, flawed paper, mechanical failure or error in type, content, image. Hold your breath, get ready to go.

R. always is impressed when a finished piece looks as good as the comp, but what with where computers have taken us from the man in the dark room, massaging the dots, burning and dodging and “stoning them” off the plate—it truly is a miracle what extrodinary quality we get without knowing the hair-raising opportunities that were posed in the past with every pressrun, every form and sheet running through the press. In the past, the magical man in the color room has the status of a rockstar to those of us who cared—often our taking business wherever “Manfred” or the Manfred of the day went. He just knew how to tweak the colors from the transparencies and reflective art to ink on paper that we now supplement with scans etc. and the magic man is no longer. Manfred would cut the silhouettes, match backgrounds and all that we do without thinking much today.

Today at Cohber, we were working with a new8 color Heidelberg that runs 18,000 impressions an hour and has mechanized plate changing—so the time between sheets has been running about an hour and a half from the signoff of the first to the approval of the next form. We have (its around 8:30 p.m.) since 9 a.m. seen 7 forms and will finish up the printing of this whole job (7,000 books @ 64 pp (cover included)). Then off to the bindery and first samples early next week. No paper problems, no scratches, no pulling of plates…none of the usual histrionics that often accompany this sort of fun.

On the topic of printing, but more "insider"--Eric Weber, President of Cohber and I were talking about digital printing (I saw samples first hand) and he pointed me to this site, Kodak Creative Network,a place for the SOHO (Small Office, Home Office)--sounds like me. They have cool thin, square or regular sized business cards (100 pieces for $2. as a come on), postcards (as few as 25 cards for $8) etc. Might give them a try. They have calendars (you can make as few as one..or five).

Wow. Smaller world. How is anyone making any money?

Tara's Production Blog


Tara McPherson created a step-by-step production blog of a screenprint she did with the Austin, Texas based Decoder RingDesign Concern. Check out both links. Enlightening. Like lightening! Thanks to Juxtapose for posting such an eye opener and paying attention to the import of understanding production as a way to good images...versus just the painting. You do not need to hear me rant on that. I did that last year about this time. I will need to give you another six months before I go off on production importance for illustrators. But, hush.

K and I love Tara and her work. And it seems, Tara Loves Her Work too. We just got a terrific book just on Tara and her work--showing the illustrations from rough sketch, to hard lines on trace to final paintings or screenprints. Very doable and understandable...and a real source of inspiration for K.

Tara McPherson Book

...before I forget


Cheryl Schaefer of Schaefer Yarns in Kelly's Corners (a hop and skip north of our little Tburg)is one of the people who are singular in their pursuits, world-class in their practice and product and are all round interesting and nice people. Cheryl and her husband Erich run Schaefer Yarns, an extrodinary collection of hand-dyed fiber in all sorts of shapes, hues, and colorways that are carried in the most chichi of yarn and knitting stores. For me, the color is striking, but the hand of these fibers are the thing that sets them out from the others. Just touching and working with these wonderful yarns is such a pleasant experienct, I just want to knit and knit and who cares what comes off the needles (not necessarily the best idea). Plus, the opportunity to see the collection of yarns and the places where they are washed, dyed and hung is magical as "who would have thunk" it was right here in our neighborhood. And the added extra is that Cheryl knows a ton and is happy to share ideas, patterns and bits and pieces of anything with you. When K and A were younger, they were fascinated with old keys--carrying them around, wearing them...and when Cheryl clued into this, she was offering keys to them as little gifts etc.

My favorite of all her yarns are Lola and Little Lola, a great 100% Merino Superwash which makes up into socks in a snap. Washable wool socks at that so you can really use them. Not wear them for special occasions --and then in my case, fold them in with all of the other laundry, and whooooops! Baby socks!.

There is another enterprise in Kelly's Corners only at this time of the year...The Schaefer Iris sale. If you follow the signs off of Rt.96 you will find yourself in front of a white house with the other side of the street buzzing. Rows upon rows of iris in bloom--every color and hue--surely inspiration for her fibers, that are ready to dig up and take home in plastic bags. Each plant is amazingly affordable (in the past, $5. a plant...a huge plant but who knows the price this year). But worth it...whatever it is as you can see the plant in bloom, they are mature and the iris I have are robust and blooming and needing to be split in the worst way. The Amish are the Schaefer's neighbors and often they have tables set up with baked goods and fruit (if the strawberries are in season) to fill your car with as well.

Its getting to be that time of the year for splitting and sales. Hosta and Daylilies are next.

Tomorrow, up to Ro-cha-cha for a pressrun. It will be great to get this big 64 pp. book off my desk and into the hands of happy readers. CDs for the Chokers are on the horizon too!

More later.

What is right?


Today is Memorial Day, the day we honor our veterans, injured and dead. It is a day we should reflect on the efforts and sacrifices that these individuals and their families have given in the name of peace, liberty and freedom. It is a day we should put these people first and foremost in our thoughts and prayer but, also to reflect on the state we are in as a nation.

It is a particularly poignant day for me as it has been on my mind for the past week--and the question of rightness keeps coming to the fore of my thinking. What is right? Is it right for us to be in a military engagement with no end in sight? Is it right to be involved in a dynamic that the folks we are so sworn to help and protect are thinking about when they go on vacation? Is it right for us to have a President and his team so singular in their thinking? So unshakable and callous to the other side of the story, the feelings of a large majority of the people they are sworn to represent and protect are disregarded and spurned? Is it right to have families lose their children for a cause that cannot truly be defined? Is it right to be handing over lives and money for an unfathomable pretext, which we are told is democracy...but democracy on our terms? Is it right for us to impose our tenants and beliefs on a country that may not want them, may not understand them and may not culturally be able to get there? Is it right for us to be so right...throwing back to the days of the missions in this country apostatizing people for a church that is "right"? Is it right for us to have the military be one of the logical choices to get college aid so an individual can stretch to their fullest and be the person they can possibly be? What is right?

There are no right and wrongs here...and that is why I am confounded to think about the next presidency and leadership in this country. We are devoid of selfless leaders, those people who live and breathe aspirations and expectations for the bigger picture beyond the partisan politics that exist. I am tired of democrats and republicans who bicker and fight and frankly, differ by a whisker as their motivations stem from money and power and not truly transcending the ordinary. Our country is suffering. We have lost status in the world community as stupid, righteous brutes whose very arrogance is repellent. Our people are saddened and treated as a secondary people. Our educational system is dying as money and people are not being poured into it. We cannot afford to send our children to college. We cannot afford to clean up our world. We cannot afford to live cleaner and greener. This is not right.

The war must stop. We must halt this president and his inept team from their bullheaded righteousness, knowing better than 75% of the American people as to what is right. We must have leadership who has a positive vision and can implement it...independent of the philosophy of war, might and blood. We need a legal system lead by a pure person not a liar hiding in layers of stories, half truths and shameful behavior. We need a secretary of state who will talk to anyone and everyone for the better of our country and that of the world. We need a President who listens, measures, weighs and truly understands. No more of this. War makes more war, and we have, as Americans, set the stake for decades of strife and war in the middle east regardless of whether this war or skirmish is "won". We have stirred the hornet's nest without truly knowing what we do. And we will, and our children and their children will, pay the price for this arrogance and righteousness.

We must make noise, halt the money and pull back to see really what the situation is and move forward. This cycle of being right is wrong.