Boy Scouts of America Lifted Ban On Gays

Cue the wrathful Christians. Certain large Christian groups have already announced the end of their affiliation with the BSA. They are cutting funding, and actively encouraging to pull their children out of the Scouts. Apparently these people haven’t got a single clue what a Christian is supposed to be. Christians aren’t dosed to judge, they’re supposed to forgive.

The BSA has made the right call. In an organization which promotes respect and equality, it was becoming increasingly hard to justify a policy of exclusion. Particularly one based on a set of standards which are no longer as widely held as they once were. No matter how strong your belief, it doesn’t give you the right to attempt to coerce others to follow them. That’s exactly what some allegedly Christian organizations tried to do. For years they “encouraged” the Scouts to reject any boy who didn’t live a lie. Now that the BSA has decided to favor inclusiveness over bigotry, the bigots have gone from coercion to punishment. Who knows how many youth will never get to experience the joys of Scouting because some people want to play God and judge when God has reserved that right for His Son.

Frankly, my God is going to be more likely to judge someone who let’s their own petty prejudices hurt a child than they are a gay child. If you or your organization believe that a belief, any belief, is more important than the happiness and social development of a child, you have my pity. If anybody is going to be judged, I bet it’s not the Scouts. I bet it’s the groups that want to exclude and punish kids for not living the way you want them to.

Personally, I’m thrilled the Boy Scouts of America has lifted it’s ban on gay kids. Now let’s work on the ban on gay troop leaders. One step at a time means every step is important.

Cheers, Winston

EA To End “Online Passes”

I was catching up on my gaming news this morning when I learned that EA (Electronic Arts) has decided to do away with their online pass program.  Apparently the damage to their reputation was costing them more than they were making.  I was working at Blockbuster when they announced the program and I saw gamers reactions up close.  None of it was positive.

A few years later, EA finally seems to have read the writing on the wall….. Not to mention the profanity and occasional threats on the forums.  I understand why they did it in the first place.  The used and rental markets were eating up huge amounts of bandwidth on their servers without generating any revenue for them.  To reduce the overload, they introduced the online pass.  It was included free with new games, and allowed access to the online portion of the game on the account that registered it.

This of course meant that if you bought used, rented or borrowed from a buddy, you couldn’t play online unless you bought an online pass for an extra $10.  While this reduced the less on EAs servers, it also alienated a huge number of gamers who saw it as nothing more than a naked cash grab.  Used game resellers were forced to lower the prices on their EA titles to offset the cost of the pass and so lower their margins.  Long story short, nobody but EA really liked the program.  Its not actually over-stating things to say it was pretty much universally hated.  To their credit, EA has finally listened.

This proves two things.  EA isn’t just a giant, greedy corporation.  They can and do, listen to their customers.  They do understand that gamers are the people paying their bills.  They also understand that sometimes the extra revenue just isn’t worth the hit to their image.  Secondly, if you aren’t happy with how a company is treating you, nothing gets their attention like voting with your wallet.  If enough people do it, even an industry giant like EA is going to notice.

I admire any company that’s willing to admit they made a bad call.  Even more so when they decide to un-make it.  Not only are they not requiring online passes in new games, they’re phasing them out on existing titles as well.  That’s being a responsive company.  It will take a while to undo the damage to their corporate image, but at least its a start.

Well done EA.

Cheers, Winston

KEEP MERIDA “BRAVE”!

After writing 30 poems in 30 days, I gave myself some celebratory time off. Then I ran across this and had to speak up about it. Apparently Merida, the main character in the recent Pixar movie “BRAVE” is about to be inducted into the Disney Princess club. So far so good. Her father’s a king, so she definitely belongs there. Also, she’s a great role model for young girls. Merida is bold, intelligent, courageous, strong, caring and everything any parent knows their little girl can be.

She also looks like a real girl. At least much more so than many other animated young females. That seems to be a problem for Disney. The following image highlights the difference between Merida as she appears in the movie, and whoever the hell it is that the executives at Disney want to turn her into.

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On the right, is movie Merida and on the left, Disney s new and “improved” version. Note the wasp-waist, enhanced bustline, curvier hips, fancier and less practical dress, more manageable hair. It all adds up to someone who clearly has nothing at all to do with the character in the movie. Instead of encouraging girls to be strong, independent and their own person, it says “If you want to be a “Princess” you have to be a cookie cutter-sexualized-Barbie looking version of yourself.”

So if you haven’t guessed yet, I’m more than a little bothered by this. The good news is…. I’m not the only one. “A Mighty Girl” has started a petition on change.org urging Disney to rethink their decision. If you’re interested, you can find it and sign it here.

I don’t know if Disney will listen, but I think it’s important to try. If we don’t, who else is going to keep Merida “BRAVE”.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day:30 The Final Verse

So….day thirty. Against all expectations, here I am at the finish line. Just one more poem and I will have completed the National Poetry Writing Month challenge.

Just one more to write. Just one more….but what to write?

Enjoy!

The Final Verse

I set a challenge for myself
And now it’s nearly done.
Twenty nine have gone before
This verse the final one.

I’ve written for a solid month
Said all I have to say.
I’m glad it’s done ’cause I don’t think
I’d last through one more day.

It’s been a blast and probably
I’ll try again next year.
By then maybe I’ll find a voice
That people want to hear.

So thanks to those who read my words
It’s nice my voice was heard.
To ask for any more than that
Would just be plain absurd.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day:29 Still The Only One For Me

Day 29 of NaPoWriMo… one more to write!

Today its back to my number one inspiration. My wife Lynn. Love you Sweetheart.

Still The Only One For Me

Enjoy!

I’ve had an awesome weekend with
My wife whom I love so.
But now it’s early Monday and
Its back to work I go.

We spent it all together and
This is the wondrous part.
With fifteen years behind we are
Still fresh as at the start.

Thank you so much oh Angel mine
For all the time we share.
I’m so much more alive with you
Than when you are not there.

I wish that it could be like this
For everyone it’s true.
But if it can’t then I’m just glad
It can for me and you.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day:26. For My Angel Lynn

NaPoWriMo post 26 is a love poem for awesome lover Lynn. Thank you so very much my angel.

Enjoy!

I dreamed of love one summer night
And then when I awoke.
I realized it was a dream
That’s when my heart was broke.

For years I thought that was the end
My dream now never true.
But I know now the dream was real
Now that I have found you.

You’re everything I dreamt you’d be
That night so long ago.
I am so blessed to share your life.
So blessed you love me so.

I cannot thank you near enough
For all you do for me.
Although I pray that these few words
Will somehow help you see.

I’m so much more than I would be
Without you in my life.
I am so blessed in every way
To have you as my wife.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day:22 Spare A Thought

My 22nd NaPoWriMo effort is in honor of Earth Day.

Earth Day

A vernal warmth is on the land
As round the seasons go.
On this small world we call Earth
The only home we know.

She gives to us all that we need
Trash is all we give back.
The water’s dead, the soil too
The very sky is black.

We take so much then take some more
We take until we die.
Well what if we gave back instead
At least we ought to try.

Try taking less reusing more
Perfection’s not the goal.
For every single, smallest thing
Helps heal her wounded soul.

Plant some flowers or plant a tree
Put feeders in your yard.
Leave the car and take a walk
It’s really not that hard.

The Earth she needs your help my friend
She needs your help to heal.
It’s easier to just not look.
That won’t make it less real.

So won’t you please come work with us?
The time is now at hand.
To take much less and give much more
It’s time to heal the land.

Cheer, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day:21 Bygone Folke

My poem for day 21 of NaPoWriMo is about the lost world of the fae. We have reasoned so much magic out of the world in our search for the future. Maybe our lives are poorer for it.

Enjoy!

Faedreaming

I dreamed a dream of peaceful wood
All leafy and serene.
And through it flitted bygone folk
Soft footed through the green.

They came in every shape and size
And every sort of look.
From walking trees to balls of light
To women ‘neath a brook.

A fairy sipping from a bloom
Oh what a dainty sight.
Some gnomes were working on their house
To make the thatching tight.

A unicorn was grazing near
As satyr played his flute.
Across the glen a tree sprite sat
Astride a willow root.

A dwarf sat at his bench and worked
To craft an argent ring.
The other dwarves sat round a keg
To laugh and drink and sing.

All through the wood there were such sights
As varied as you wished.
In losing them we’ve lost so much
Our lives now diminished.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day: 18 A Night Terror

When I was a child, I suffered from extremely vivid nightmares. I would awake from them utterly convinced of their reality. A couple of cries in the night quickly established my father’s impatience with such behaviour.

The realization that my father wasn’t going to help me was, in its own way, more terrifying than the nightmares. That fear is the inspiration for day 18s NaPoWriMo entry.

Enjoy!

My Childhood Nights

There’s something lurking in the dark
Behind my closet door.
No way I’ll call out to my Dad
Made that mistake before.

I swear the door just moved a bit
The gap is bigger now.
I stare until I see a shape
There in the dark somehow.

I wish that I was brave enough
To go and close that door.
But no reward could make me put
My feet down on the floor.

I curl right down into a ball
Tuck my sheet in all ’round.
And when they wake me in the morn
That’s still how I’ll be found.

My father says “They are not real. ”
” Don’t fill your head with fluff.”
He’s grownup so he cannot see
Or recall well enough.

He has assured it is not real
But wise words cannot fix.
The terror I feel squirming here
For I am only six

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day: 17 BBC Nature

I’m a huge fan of nature documentaries. I have been since I was a kid. At this time, I’ve got to say nobody can hold a candle to the BBC.

I recently picked up BBC Africa. While watching the first episode, I was reminded again of just how much I love their work. My 17th NaPoWriMo piece is a tribute to the BBC and their incredible teams.

Enjoy!

BBC Nature

I’d like to thank the BBC
I am a nature nut.
They bring all life’s wonders to me
While I sit on my butt.

They show me things I’d never see
Places I’d never go.
I’ve learned some things while watching them
I’d otherwise not know.

I’ve seen a cave that’s full of bats
And monkeys in hotsprings.
There’s beetles, sharks, volcanoes, more
Ten thousand wondrous things.

Through them I’ve been to India
Seen ocean’s hidden sights.
Watched bower bird build up his nest
So many more delights.

So thank you to the BBC
And all your roving teams.
For showing me these visions that
I’d only seen in dreams

Cheers, Winston