Sleaze & Filth – Now with Shinier Packaging!

Categories: Life, Venting

It’s that time of year again. Time for the new season of shows on TV. Lately that means that the TV channels are trying to convince us that their newly packaged sleaze and filth is just the show we want to sit around and watch. Prime time television is no longer prime time for family. And the TV channels will readily admit it.

Check out this article from the Deseret News: Why broadcast shows are looking more like cable.

Pay attention to the part about how a clip from a prime time show is inappropriate for the morning time slot.

Pay attention to the part where they say the prime time show is not appropriate for children but it is okay to expose your teenagers to it if you sit and watch it with them and talk about it. How about we talk about it without having to expose ourselves to it? How about if we don’t have to mentally feed ourselves filth in order to talk about it being inappropriate?

Pay attention to the part where they say the broadcast channels are not selling shows, but are selling viewers to the advertizing sponsors. Can you be sold for sleaze and filth?

Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
Proverbs 31:10

I’m worth a lot more than sleaze and filth and will not allow anyone to lower my price.

The FCC might lower its standards, but that doesn’t mean we need to lower ours.

See also: Prime time television?

And they were all young

Categories: Gospel

20 And they were all young men, and they were exceedingly valiant for courage, and also for strength and activity; but behold, this was not all—they were men who were true at all times in whatsoever thing they were entrusted.
21 Yea, they were men of truth and soberness, for they had been taught to keep the commandments of God and to walk uprightly before him.
Alma 53:20-21

47 Now they never had fought, yet they did not fear death; and they did think more upon the liberty of their fathers than they did upon their lives; yea, they had been taught by their mothers, that if they did not doubt, God would deliver them.
48 And they rehearsed unto me the words of their mothers, saying: We do not doubt our mothers knew it.
Alma 56:47-48

2,000 “Stripling Warriors” march down Main Street in Bountiful

Looking at that gathering of young people, youth who know who they are, who keep the commandments, it’s easier to have hope for the future.

By the way, we have a nephew somewhere in that crowd.

We do not doubt.

The good life

Categories: Happy Things

The hummingbirds flirt in the tree.

The tree is brilliant green. The sky is bright blue. And the clouds are a stunning white.

A lizard crawls through the grass.

A big butterfly flits at the pink flowers.

A breeze stirs the air.

The hammock gently sways.

For some reason the dog next door gets real excited and has to tell his neighbor about it.

The rain comes in as the sun sets, making everything orange.

That’s a pretty good life.

The entire world flips upside down

Categories: Family, Gospel, Musings, Work

Monday morning was a strange media moment for me. When I checked my news feeds two articles stood out to me and a third was mentioned by another blog.

First was an article advertising that the local YWCA is offering an employment class just for women. It does seem like the answer to today’s economic woes is for women to all get out and work.

Second, nationally, was a book review on NPR of a book titled, The End of Men and the Rise of Women. Apparently women are now in control of this nation. That is reflected in many ways in the economy, from the percentage of the workforce that is women to the types of jobs available in this country. This shift is changing every aspect of our culture, including our most intimate relationships within the family. I found it interesting that the author uses the phrase “the entire world flips upside down” to describe this new reality, as if it were a good thing. Right side up seems like a better position to be in to me.

And the third article talked about how in the college “hook-up” culture, women are just as crass and brutish as the men, promiscuity and sexual exploration abound, and this is supposedly a good thing. It is a great progressive step for women, or so the article says. (The article was “Boys on the Side” by Hanna Rosin in The Atlantic from September that I am not going to link to because I don’t want to drive business their direction, but feel free to look it up if you really want to.) Do we really want to progress in that direction?

Before I sat down to read the morning news though, I’d read two other pieces of media that had a profoundly different view on women, the power they have in society, and what their relationship with men is.

I started rereading the Old Testament that morning and it starts with this:

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.
Genesis 1:27

And the Lord God said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him.
Genesis 2:18

Both man and woman were created in the image of God. Both of us have that divine potential in us as reflected by our image. And if it is not good for man to be alone, I can only imagine it is equally not good for woman to be alone (there’s scripture that says just that too – 1 Corinthians 11:11).

When I went for a walk around the neighborhood I also did some reading. It allows me to both multitask and keeps me from pushing too hard. I’ve been reading the book Faith Precedes the Miracle while I walk. That morning I read the chapter titled “Are You There, Mother?” The chapter is about the irreplaceable role women have in the lives of their home and children. It also talks about how children need to be given opportunities to work and have jobs. A particular paragraph stood out to me as it relates to the country’s economic situation and unemployment today, even though the book was published in 1972:

If a few million working mothers who need not work were to go home to their families, there might be employment for men now unemployed and part and full-time work for youth who ought to help in family finances and who need occupation for their abundant energy.
(Faith Precedes the Miracle, p. 121)

How simple a solution that is. How many of society’s ills that would solve if all children were secure in their home relationship with their mother and had responsibilities to help the family in whatever way they could. And what contrast it is to the news articles I read when I got home. No economist today would dare say that a solution to the unemployment crisis facing our country today would be for women to return home to their most important job, wife and mother, so that men could get jobs to be the breadwinners. Can you imagine the thrashing they would take for such a suggestion?

Sunday evening I got this text from a friend:

I’ve been reading your blogs today and I just wanted to say thank you. You and Brett are inspiring examples of an equally-yoked marriage. I often don’t have faith that such a thing is possible. Thank you for not only living that way but sharing it with the faithless. 🙂

I’m not sure exactly what made her say that (I even looked back through our blogs, the most exciting thing recently is that football season started again). But we appreciated it. We are doing the best we can to be equally-yoked in our marriage. And I believe that works in large part because we aren’t mandating that our halves of the yoke be the exact same. Brett and I are different. We are different in our masculine and feminine natures. We are different in our personalities. We are different in our interests and abilities. To ask me to pull his half of the yoke while he pulls mine would result in disaster (not to mention fewer holiday decorations). I don’t begrudge him his half and he does not begrudge me mine. I appreciate what he does with his half and he appreciates what I do with mine.

I am a woman.

I am a feminist.

And I will always choose family first. The greatest difference I can make in the world will be made at home.

Scrubbing the floor

Categories: How To, Remembers

In every job that must be done
There is an element of fun
You find the fun and snap, the job’s a game.
– “A Spoonful of Sugar” from Mary Poppins

When we were little my mom would take large rectangles of nylon netting and tie them in the middle with yarn to make scrubbies. We each got two of them. Then she’d splash some soapy water all over the kitchen floor and we’d get to “ice skate” all over the floor with our bare feet and scrubbies. After we’d scrubbed the whole floor she’d give each of us an old towel and we’d get down on all fours and “bunny hop” over the whole floor, pushing the towels between our hands to dry the floor. I remember scrubbing the kitchen floors to be a LOT of fun.

We have a mop. It’s a sponge mop I bought when I moved out of one of my apartments because they are real handy to scrub walls with. But they really aren’t that great at scrubbing floors, especially after several uses. It’s pushing dirt around because the sponge isn’t exactly washable and rinsing it after a use just doesn’t do a good enough job. Then there’s the whole bucket of water you have to haul everywhere. Mopping just doesn’t work. And I don’t have the back and knees to bunny hop all over the floor like I did when I was little.

But I can still skate all over the floor. 😀

Now I use a squirt bottle and squirt the floor ahead of me. But I still skate around in my bare feet, only I’m using two washcloths. Our floor is a lot cleaner when I skate around it than when I mop it. Every so often I’ll stop and rinse out the wash cloths before continuing on. No sense just moving the dirt from one part of the floor to the other.

Mopping the floor with wash cloth “skates.”

I could probably do the same thing with a swiffer mop thing. But then I’d have to buy the swiffer mop thing and the swiffer mop pads. Plus I get better spot scrubbing action with my big toe then I’d ever get with something else.

Old Books

Categories: Books, Musings, Remembers

As an undergraduate at BYU I had to take two semesters on the history of civilization. I chose to take the version taught by the curator of the special collections at the library. Which meant the entire focus of the two semester class was how writings, books, and manuscripts, had shaped the history of the world. Most versions of the class divided the two semesters at 1500. My class was divided at 1450 because that was the year Gutenberg published the bible (BBC News has a pretty good clip about the Gutenberg Bible and the importance of other early writings), the first use in the Western world of moveable type.

I remember taking the final for the second semester, needing two blue books and, after answering several short answer/essay type questions, being asked to name the major writers for each century since 1450 and how their works had shaped the world. Narrowing that down was hard. After three solid hours of writing I left that test and was unable to really straighten my right arm or spread out the fingers on my right hand for a good while after. I’d been holding my pencil and writing, about writings, nonstop.

Writing. Words. They are powerful. They have changed the world. Writing connects us across time and space. We can have conversations with the past as we read what they wrote. We can start conversations with the future as we write.

Imagine what life would be like if there was no writing. How long would cultural memory be? How connected would different locations be? How far would civilization have advanced if we could not write?

Labor Day BBQ

Categories: Food, How To

We’re getting real good at this BBQ thing. Even if we forget we have coals and get half way out of the driveway to go buy some more before we notice a bag and a half sitting in the garage next to the car.

Yesterday Brett got the coals started and then came in to mix up our Mexican style hamburgers from Better Homes and Garden’s cookbook (main difference between these and regular burgers is you use salsa instead of milk when mixing them).

While he was doing that I put together some jalapeño & bacon poppers and got them in the oven (half a jalapeño filled with cream cheese, wrapped in bacon, and cooked on low in the oven).

Then I put together some potato foil packets (diced potatoes with small pieces of bacon and garlic) and corn on the cob packets (husked corn, small slabs of butter, and garlic powder).

We put the foil packets in the coals before adding the burgers, flipped them for the second set of burgers, and then enjoyed the yumminess.

We topped the hamburgers with cheese, tomatoes, avocado, and lettuce.

No doubt about it, we eat well when we bbq.