tourist (2K)

- seeking direction in Truth, Goodness and Beauty

February 2004

Speaking Ill Of The Dead   posted:   2-21-04

I've held off posting the following - out of shock - and wanting to get some confirmation.
(To better understand this unfolding incident - please begin by clicking here:  "Kris Died" .)

2-11-04 :  Saying Goodbye 

Weekly Safety Meeting:
It was announced this morning that Kris's family will hold a private ceremony followed by cremation. The announcement was made by Jill - North metro operations manager (I will be omitting last names and "exact" position titles.).

Jill, a very "sharp" and lovely person, shared with us how Kris had confided with her a couple weeks prior. Kris had told her that doctors had determined that he had a brain tumor. With admiration - Jill recounted Kris's bravery and dedication to his job. She explained that Kris decided to schedule chemo treatments in the evenings so that he could continue working - to be with his extended family of fellow workers.

Jill was clearly touched by this tragedy. She stated that Kris's family has asked that we respect their privacy. And she acknowledged that - since there was clearly a need with most of us to pay our last respects - she hoped at some point ... the family would allow us - Kris's "extended family" a way to formally say our good-byes.

2-12-04 :   Termination - another kind of death -

Dan, our plant manager - held an unscheduled meeting this morning. He called this special meeting to make an incredible announcement:

   KRIS IS NOT DEAD!!!   

SHOCK ?  DISBELIEF !  ANGER !  RELIEF !

I have waited a week to write about this subject, in part, because I wanted as much confirmation as I could gather (Short of launching my own private investigation.).
I won't wade into the flood of my emotions; one can probably imagine the gamut my feelings traversed.

Betrayal

Observing the technicians and office staff following the announcement - it was as if they had gotten the "wind knocked out of them" - from a great fall. Many seemed dazed and confused.

Kris had made personal one-on-one connections with so many people here. A week of heart-felt sadness and tears was transformed into anger and cynicism.
Though Kris lives, one might wonder what he "killed" with his masterful manipulation?

Why?
Rumor has it that Kris was unhappy in his job and chose this method of "resigning".
Was it a parting act of revenge? ... Or was it an act of social suicide resulting from hidden insecurities; from failings in his work?...

Forgiveness
Sifting thru that "gamut" of emotions - I'm left (mercifully) with forgiveness - and even - empathy for Kris.
Kris put hundreds of people thru "hell" - for about a week.
But, we will move on.
Kris - on the other hand - must live on with - not only the memory of this outrage - but, the demons of his personality that led him to this tragic "end".

I wish him well.

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Kris    posted:  2-08-04

I was told that Kris died.
At the beginning of our work shift this morning, a supervisor brought us into a meeting room. This was unusual. Was there a shake-up in the company; did someone lose their job? Was there a public relations issue; a scandal?

The supervisor covered a few short housekeeping items ... and then his tone changed.
His voice broke has he announced in a very direct fashion that Kris suffered a brain aneurism ... and did not survive the operating table.

I sat thru this solemn statement, thinking, "Yes, it is sad - one of our 300 or so technicians passed away. .... Who was it again? .... not someone I actually know? .... last name sounds familiar... tech 1216 ? .... sounds familiar????

It took several minutes for the reality to trickle past the fog of my early morning mind.
In fact, its taken all day and into this evening for the realization to sink in.

I'm very confused.
As an old bachelor, I've somehow managed to insulate myself from many of life's "realities". People die every day, but seemingly never anyone I know. Is my confusion fueled by a fear lurking deep inside me?
I don't know how to feel.
Its hard to accept - - I won't see tech 1216 at work tomorrow? .... Its hard to believe ... I won't ever see him again - because his life has been extinguished.

It's very embarrassing to admit that I'm not sure; I think that Kris was a fellow classmate. I went thru training a little over three years ago. Class enrollment was sort of open and ongoing; we didn't all start and complete on the same date. I think Kris may have been in the class that followed mine. Close enough - I felt we shared a beginning. We both started out on the same team - under the same strict (to a fault) supervisor.

Hell-of-a-Kid
Apparently some of the guys called Kris "Slim". I've never been one to call people by nicknames. In fact nicknames - at least in the work place - seem to be pretty unusual anymore. I wonder if that doesn't help to make my point that maybe there was something special about Kris?

Kris was a slender kid in his early twenties. He had a way with people. Many a time I observed him engrossed in a private conversation with a wide variety of people. He seemed to have his finger on the pulse of the social under current of the shop. He was handsome, earnest, considerate, light-hearted, hardworking - a ready volunteer.

What am I doing?
I didn't think I was going to reveal "to much information" - on a personal level on these pages. But, I feel that I've got to get it out. And personal - or not, death is a subject that may be a little to well hidden by most of us.

I don't intend this as a eulogy. If that's what it is - so be it. But it won't be sugar coated.

Kris and I were on the same team (under the same supervisor). There were times when I felt he was competing against me.
I believed that Kris was trying to use his charm to endear himself to our supervisor. I think that the sup actually came to the same conclusion - over time. So, first I must admit that I was annoyed by Kris's abuse of his social talents. This was a source of friction between myself and Kris.
But, I think Kris actually changed in the last year or two. It may be that this young man discovered - that as an adult - in an adult world - manipulation of people was a dishonesty - not worthy of him and the people he wanted to interact with.

My last memory of Kris.
About a week or so ago, I was walking up to an automatic door with my arms full. The door requires that I "swipe" my badge to open it, but of course my arms were full - necessitating a little juggling to get my badge out and swipe it - not a big deal. I noticed Kris standing outside about twenty paces away from the door. But, again - opening the door was not a big deal for me and it never entered my mind to ask Kris to open it for me. But, as I did my little juggling routine - "Slim" suddenly appeared at the door to help me (the old man) open the door. Kris - a young man with a good heart.
Kris touched a lot of people. Tears have been shed in our workplace. He will be missed.

PLEASE CLICK HERE FOR AN ASTONISHING REVELATION - REGARDING KRIS'S PASSING

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Month Two - Year One    posted:  2-02-04

Healthy Wealthy and Wise
For this month's quote - I turned to a favorite book, Benjamin Franklin - The Autobiography and Other Writings (L.Jesse Lemisch).
Thumbing thru this worn old paperback - it dawned on me that this great man (my idol, hero, invisible mentor, kindred spirit ... okay .. I guess you get the idea) -- is probably, subliminally, the inspiration for this web project.
Its been a few years since I've read his work, but I do believe his ideals embedded themselves in my spirit. Though, it may be that Mr. Franklin's beliefs blended - in accord - with sentiments that have always been a part of my subconscious.
Benjamin Franklin "walked the talk" of:  service, co-operation, hard work, and sacrifice for the greater good.
My perceptions of Mr. Franklin are primarily based on the images that he has "composed" for public consumption. As time goes on, I'm hoping to learn more about who Benjamin Franklin truly was. He was, after all, just a human being.
Still, even tarnished a little, I think the man will still be shown to be extraordinary - a renaissance man who inspired honest exploration of the world around us; aspiration to self-improvement; and social responsibility.

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a Favorite Quote

"It is hard for an empty sack to stand upright."

- "In 1732 I first published my Almanac, under the name of Richard Saunders; it was continued by me about twenty-five years, commonly called Poor Richard's Almanac. I endeavoured to make it both entertaining and useful, and it accordingly came to be in such demand that I reaped considerable profit from it, vending annually near ten thousand. And observing that it was generally read, scarce any neighborhood in the province being without it, I considered it as a proper vehicle for conveying instruction among the common people, who bought scarce any other books. I therefore filled all the little spaces that occurred between the remarkable days in the calendar with proverbial sentences, chiefly such as inculcated industry and frugality as the means of procuring wealth and thereby securing virtue - it being more difficult for a man in want to act always honestly, as (to use here one of those proverbs) "it is hard for an empty sack to stand upright." These proverbs, which contained the wisdom of many ages and nations, I assembled and formed into a connected discourse prefixed to the Almanac of 1757, as the harangue of a wise old man to the people attending an auction. The bringing all these scattered counsels thus in a focus enable them to make greater impression. The piece, being universally approved, was copied in all the newspapers of the Continent, reprinted in Britain on a broadside to be stuck up in houses, two translations were made of it in French, and great numbers bought by the clergy and gentry to distribute gratis among their poor parishioners and tenants. In Pennsylvania, as it discouraged useless expence in foreign superfluities, some thought it had its share of influence in producing that growing plenty of money which was observable for several years after its publication."
- An excerpt from Benjamin Franklin's "autobiography"

http://eserver.org/books/franklin/

http://www.csustan.edu/english/reuben/pal/chap2/franklin.html

http://www.english.udel.edu/lemay/franklin/

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Humor

love (9K)
http://www.ucomics.com/comics/

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Painting


artemisia (44K)

Self Portrait - Artemisia Gentileschi

I chose this painting for the artist more than the image. This woman was (from my limited exploration) a pioneer of her time (17th century). Born the daughter of an artist, she was granted access to this "man's domain". She brought a wisdom - beyond her youth - that helped depict "history" from a "herstory" perspective.
http://www.kfki.hu/~arthp/html/g/gentiles/artemisi/
http://www.kfki.hu/~arthp/bio/g/gentiles/artemisi/biograph.html
http://members.ozemail.com.au/~drbrash/artemisia/susanna.html

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a Favorite Film

fullmetal (24K)
Full Metal Jacket - 1987.
Directed by Stanley Kubrick.   
http://pages.prodigy.com/kubrick/kubfmj.htm
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0093058/

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Poetry & Prose

  Discipline  
George Herbert


	THROW away thy rod, 
	Throw away thy wrath : 
                 	O my God, 
	Take the gentle path. 

	For my hearts desire 
	Unto thine is bent : 
                 	I aspire 
	To a full consent. 

	Nor a word or look 
	I affect to own, 
                 	But by book, 
	And thy book alone. 

	Though I fail, I weep : 
	Though I halt in pace, 
                 	Yet I creep 
	To the throne of grace. 

	Then let wrath remove ; 
	Love will do the deed : 
                 	For with love 
	Stonie hearts will bleed. 

	Love is swift of foot ; 
	Love's a man of warre, 
                 	And can shoot, 
	And can hit from farre. 

	Who can scape his bow ? 
	That which wrought on thee, 
                 	Brought thee low, 
	Needs must work on me. 

	Throw away thy rod ; 
	Though man frailties hath, 
                 	Thou art God : 
	Throw away thy wrath.


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"Love will do the deed:"
As an agnostic - what appeals to me, is the acknowledgement of the power of "love".

http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/herbert/

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a Favorite Photo

purplegold (74K)
A modest backyard iris.
I took this photo years ago - it actually won a little contest.

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lyrics


Shower The People
James Taylor

	You can play the game and you can act out the part
	Though you know it wasn't written for you
	But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart
	Ashamed of playing the fool
	One thing can lead to another; it doesn't take any sacrifice
	Oh, father and mother, sister and brother
	if it feels nice, don't think twice

	Just shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel
	Things are gonna work out fine if you only will
	Shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way you feel
	Things are gonna be much better if you only will

	You can run but you cannot hide
	This is widely known
	And what you plan to do with your foolish pride
	When you're all by yourself alone
	Once you tell somebody the way that you feel
	You can feel it beginning to ease
	I think it's true what they say about the squeaky wheel
	Always getting the grease.

	Better to shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel
	Things are gonna be just fine if you only will
	Shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel
	Things are gonna be much better if you only will

	Shower the people you love with love
	Show them the way that you feel

	You'll feel better right away
	Don't take much to do
	Sell you pride
	They say in every life
	They say the rain must fall
	Just like pouring rain
	Make it rain
	Make it rain
	Love, love, love is sunshine.
	Oh yes
	Make it rain
	Love, love, love is sunshine
	Yeah, all right
	Everybody, everybody
	Shower the people you love with love
	
	

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