Character Actors

It may take stars to steer a project, or it may not.  Star is kind of overused these days.  Not everyone can be a star, but many can lead.  Ensemble casts are a good example of this.  The most long lived shows have casts which shift emphasis round a core group of say, half a dozen or more actors. 

There can be central characters, aka 'stars' such as actors portraying James Bond.  But Bond is only as good as the villains, ladies and again, supporting players.  The original Star Trek was supposed to be ensemble.  Though star slanted, the ensemble quality of the cast came through.

There has been a lot of discussion about stars and character actors.  The latter often have longer more versatile careers.  And some stars, such as Bruce Willis, actually segue from character parts to starring roles and vice versa. 

Often the villain is a more memorable role, with opportunities to stretch past a somewhat confined hero.  Versatility can vary and teamed with good writing and direction, heroes can shine as well.  The whole point is to be adaptable.  The more options, the better in most instances. 

In the same line, supporting players can be character actors or they can be there to literally support leading actors (much too often referred to as stars).  Eccentric individuals or unusual folks often define character actors.  They add flavor to the pot. 

Stars can become figureheads who literally walk through the film.  Some stars, like John Wayne, can produce magnificent performances.  Suspending disbelief is a great two way street.

The audience should be able to do so.  Good actors, along with the other elements (director, script, camera etc) can take us on a journey.

So it is in other realms.  So it is in our efforts re the Republic.

We actors and other artists aka everyday characters, all play a part.

Act.  Do.  Go forth at least on paper/online if not in person.

Characters.  Having character ie features, qualities that stand out, particularly moral excellence enduring the test of time.  I'm not talking saints.  Most of us are a might prickly-s-.  I'm talking consistency.  Again and again we each play a part in the unfolding story of Freedom.

THAT is performance.  Not make believe.  Reality.

Hard Rolls

Never did like 'em.  I always liked the soft yeast kind like Great Grandma used to make -s-.  You may wonder why sometimes I seemingly digress with tales of food and old time places etc.  I'm not living in the past.  I just remember and often details/minutiae that are obscure.  I believe recalling even odd bits is important.  The ability to remember is essential if we are to restore the Republic.  If we don't, we will fail.

Now hard rolls, the kind you can knock on a table, are a matter of taste.  They are good for soaking broth or soup.  And there might come a time when having them beats nothing at all.  I'm just saying make do with what you have.  And if I can have a preference, I'll take it!  Also, suffering for suffering's sake is insane.

Some people wear suffering on their sleeves.  That's different then again, from simply declaring where one is at re status, health, even wealth (whatever that is lol).  It's the opposite of putting on airs.

If all you have are hard rolls, make the most of them.  We may have a hard row to hoe as it is -s-.

On the other hand, being picky is not to be despised.  I'm pretty picky about taking back the Republic bit by bit!

Excuse Reason

First, I'm glad David Codrea and Mike Vanderboegh are better.  Now that doesn't make an excuse for any of us.  We still need to do our part.

Looks like I'm not making it at all to the NRA convention.  It's almost in walking distance and I have the ten buck 'member for a day' aka admission.  Call it zigging when I should have zagged.  I'm sure all has gone well without me.  It's not an excuse either.  It's just a fact.

I bet there are lots of neat things to see and do.  It would be a fine way to say hey I'm for the 2A!  Then again in my daily grind, I let that be known.  I don't shove it in people's face.  Then again, I don't demure like a shrinking violet either.  I make choices.

I might have had time yesterday Saturday 4/26, to have dropped by.  Could have said hi to Mike and met the Armed American Radio folks.  It didn't happen.  And the world continues to turn.

Running errands, being along when a good deed was done by another, shopping; well the last could have been postponed.  Is it a matter of excuse or reason?  Little of both I guess.

I am sure lots of good goals were accomplished at the convention.  What's more important to me is what happens after.  70,00 attended.  NRA has, what, between 4-5 million members?  GOA and JPFO has more, along with other groups, of which some criss cross.  Meetings are invaluable times to exchange ideas and get things rolling.  Hope word is spread re what occurred at the convention.  But it is not a be all end all.  We each have a job to do.

Aside from all the official stuff, which all conventions, no matter the content/purpose share, there would no doubt be a transfer, a continuation of ideas.  in this case, Freedom is predominant.  Ideas move along, propelled by meeting. sharing doing.

Those who for active or passive reasons, protest Freedom, in this case guns, met too.

We drove by them downtown.  Couldn't have been more than around 200 as was predicted.  I'm sure they are a mixed bunch.  Some really think guns will destroy us.  Some have had negative imprinting.  And some are aiming as it were, to disarm us as a prelude to total tyranny.

They offer excuses, based on emotion.  Reasons are few and far between, usually couched in emotion only.  They do not offer real reason.

Now there are excuses for not doing something.  'I'm busy, family, work, distractions.  There are reasons for same.  But examine where you are.  Is there not at least some time to send a letter, support Freedom, speak out?  Just because most of us didn't make a convention is no excuse to do nothing.  Stay the course.  Find those activities that call on your individual talents. If you don't think you have any, they may be quietly roiling underneath -s-.

There are usually plenty of excuses.  But there is no reason not to do something. 

Health

If you have your health, you have everything.  Pretty much true, for then you can build on a foundation.

It's easy to take health for granted, especially when young.  As we grow older, then we give more thought to our mortality.  Me, I'm not worried.  I'll live til I die.  I will use my time.

Don't take health for granted.  Of course the red diaper baby in the Oval Office and his controllers are trying to micro manage healthcare.  We must confront and stop it.  Until then, see to your well being.

When you get sick, work to get well.  It may be a bumpy ride, but do all you and those round you can.

David Codrea and Mike Vanderboegh have health problems.  Give them some slack.  And do something to help the work they are doing.

I guarantee they will feel better just knowing we are doing our part and not just waiting for them to get better so they do theirs.

Fighting for Freedom is a team effort.  Get busy.

And care about them.  Pray and or think of them.  Carry on inspired by them and others.  There is something each of us can do.  Don't run yourself into the ground.  It's share the health to play on the words of the collectivists -s-.

Our Republic is ill with compromise and the continued rot of the collectivists.  Let us bring back health.

The Invaders

I generally overlooked this before.  Upon closer examination, I'm glad I looked closer.

The Invaders was a 67-68 series on ABC starring Roy Thinnes as architect David Vincent.  He's driving from a commission and it's late so he looks for a place to get sack time.  The diner he heard about is deserted but he pulls over and naps.  He is awakened by a strange hum and glow.  Before him he sees a spacecraft landing.

The socalled authorities of course think he's nuts when he tells them about it.  The series goes on as Vincent tries to expose the invasion and its purpose.  The invaders intend to exterminate mankind and take the planet for themselves.

Far as the show goes, it's pretty good science fiction/fantasy.  The guest stars are among Hollywood's best and Roy Thinnes, the star, is very intense as Vincent.  The special effects are actually interesting as far as how the invaders are dispatched.  As they die, they glow red and poof, disappear, leaving what looks like some kind of carbon imprint.  So, there is no trace, thus eliminating proof -s-.  Remember this came out in '67, so don't expect top notch stuff.  It's at least as good as Star Trek was lol.

As for the message, well for me that's the interesting part.  It's debated but there is a strong emphasis on the commie menace so prevalent at the time.  There is the atmosphere of paranoia and the old saying that is not really paranoia if they are really after you.

The invaders seem to have no emotion.  Their race advances in a self-sacrificing way, easily destroying themselves and equipment when foiled.  Sounds familiar huh?

I for one actually see commies/collectivists as very passionate about their beliefs and goals.  A particular Hollywood actor comes to mind who said he's willing to die for his liberal (collectivist) beliefs.  Yet they do lack spirit.  There ways are steeped in lies, which do not make up for truth such as we who are restoring the Republic.

As for The Invaders being a relic of the Cold War, it's not.  It's thought provoking and reminds me of a salient fact:  Communism is far from being dead.

Soul destroying collectivism is very much alive and rotting the Republic.  Look at the red diaper baby in the Oval office and those birds of a feather flocking round him.  Gaze upon those who would disarm us and burden us with ridiculous regulations bent upon making us a collective slag heap.  There are plenty of communist countries.  And don't count out Russia.  If it quaks and waddles like a duck, well what do you think?

Yep the invaders are here.   And I'm sure I'm looked at as an alarmist or nutcase etc.  Part of the Alinskyan method re side tracking.  I will not be quiet.  And I will match them blow for blow.  I will also be proactive.  I will never rest til the invaders are stopped and excised/exposed.

How's that for commitment, spirit and passion?

Dichotomy

There was a man who wondered what it was all about.

All his life there seemed to be two examples of people, one good, one bad, one positive, one negative.

The list went on seemingly from the beginning.

A self centered possessive mother.  A loving, giving wise great grandmother.  A grandpa who cared for him and had little but love and concern.  A grandpa who cared actually only for himself, stole inheritance and promoted selfishness.  A self centered spoiled cousin.  A cousin who was realistic but had common sense and helped others.  Teachers who taught and inspired, giving so others might truly learn.  Teachers who were know it alls, autocratic, seeking self importance.  Pastors who followed Jesus.  Pastors who followed themselves.  A bishop who cared and helped others no matter who.  A bishop who served his own fiefdom, thinking he owned others.  Head of a charitable help center who literally bled for others.  Her replacement just the opposite. 

People who built.  Those who destroyed.

He watched the seemingly unprincipled rise and succeed as he saw selflessness rewarded with punishment.

It seemed for every good thing, a bad thing attempted to neutralize it.

There was a feeling of loneliness, isolation.  He was brought to the brink of wondering 'what's the use'.

But, at the inverse summit of fear and desperation, something happened.  He remembered.

Many of the Founders lost all.  Many lost families, wealth even health.  Yet they pressed on.  There was something greater than themselves even together or separately.  Apparently painted into a corner, they knew Freedom/Liberty was worth it, even when some spit in their faces.  Others tried to take credit for their work when they did little or nothing during the fight.

The fight is never over.  Cliches come to mind like lemons and lemonade.  Silly?  Maybe.  But clichés often have a tinge of truth.

The man knew, past the 'golly gee' and what could have been cynicism, that most often it's content of character that counts.  No matter position, be it leader or follower, parent or child etc, that who you are is more important than what you are.

Betrayed and spurned by old 'friends', he thought of his oldest friend, now old and ill, a shell of his former self.  Truth will out.  He knew what was more valuable and that all our yesterdays coalesce.

He came back from the edge, and pressed on, quietly helping, healing.  Also he exposed those who craved power, even at the cost of Freedom.

A line from a song in Jesus Christ Superstar came to mind.  When Simon the Zealot tried to convince Jesus to lead a bloody revolution (actually serving Simon's self interest), Jesus remonstrated him, telling him he and so many others did not understand what power or glory are.

And we know that same Man of Easter advised his Apostles to sell their coats and buy swords, knew hearts better than others knew. 

Ultimate betrayal turned into ultimate triumph.

We are in the midst of an ultimate struggle (to borrow a collectivist term -s-), which will determine A bright day of Freedom or a dark night of slavery.

If this man knew, in spite of all against him, he must step out and step up, what will you do?

What will you do?

Eggshells

Lordy.  Someone on Facebook removed a comment.  She 'kindly' sent me a message telling me so.

Seems she was worried it might seem 'antimuslim'. 

It started with her posting a remark about, what was it, herpes, or some other STD.  Appears ads etc were popping up on her page re such things.

I explained FB has bots that pick up on remarks one makes.  It gets absurd I said.  I illustrated this with the fact I was getting ads for dating Muslim women.

All I said was I had not wanted these ads as well as many other ad topics and that it was most unlikely I'd be dating any Muslim women.  That was the offending statement which might be misconstrued as anti.  Sheesh.

I am not Muslim.  It is most improbable I'd date women of that faith since it is mostly restrictive.

Now if I'd said I wouldn't want to endanger any Muslim ladies for dating an infidel,what would she have said as she excised my comment?

We have become way too pc.  Oh um gee um if I say this, would it offend you?  I could probably cook up something set to curdle some people's sedate peace at any price cream.

I always say what I mean and mean what I say.  Even the message in the ravioli symbolism applies.

So I explained this to my 'considerate' censor.  She never replied.

Enjoy your page.  Of course you are free to do what you did.  But one should question oneself as to why.

As I say over in FBland, I will say what I think.  You may agree, disagree or ignore.  Simple.

Reason and reasons are always welcome.

That is too much for those entangled in liberal pc mishmash.

What's that bit about breaking eggs to make an omelette?

Oops.  It might offend the chickens.