Balanced greetings on the morning of the southward equinox. I confirmed for myself that the sun rose due East.


one world, one life
Balanced greetings on the morning of the southward equinox. I confirmed for myself that the sun rose due East.

It’s the small adventures. Today’s Xtreme Sport was shaving with a tube of shave cream older than I am, found forgotten in the back of my parent’s cupboard, purchased in ’72 for 56ยข. Worked surprisingly well. #vintage

A crisis makes for strange bedfellows. Flooding caused by your friendly neighborhood gardener caused two critters to seek refuge on the nearest shrub.

A view from my back patio this morning as I sit enjoying the crisp coolness of autumn creeping in on the breeze.

Please listen, LDS friends. This is important. This is about the safety of your children.
I realize that posts like this don’t endear me to you, but I need to help spread the word. This isn’t about attacking your religion or trying to convince you to change your beliefs. Resent me if you want, but please listen.
Today an internal document was leaked from the office of the attorneys for the LDS church, Kirton McConkie. It reveals how the LDS church and their lawyers handled sexual abuse cases from just two months in 2012 (summarized below). I’m personally aware of other cases that follow the same pattern.
My point in sharing this is that the LDS church is no safer for your children than any other organization. Don’t let your guard down just because someone is Mormon or an activity is sponsored by the LDS church. Abuse and sexual assault happens all too often within the Mormon community. Don’t rely on the LDS church to keep them safe.
If something does happen to your children while on their watch, don’t expect the LDS church to do anything more than try to protect its reputation and give you as little money as it can. It will not do much, if anything, to help you heal if doing so requires them to admit liability unless forced to do so legally.
Was up early enough to see this very slim crescent moon before my Saturday morning walk.

One benefit of working with lots of Indian co-workers is eating mysterious desserts they bring in to share. This one is very sweet and spicy. Apparently it’s called basundi.

I am grateful for the Labor movement, that the power of business owners has been balanced out so the benefits of capitalism are more fairly shared and so that the deplorable work conditions of past centuries are fading memories, but there are many future challenges to face together. May we always keep Labor strong!
