I ett uttryck för ren och skär desperation gick jag, när all annan internetlektyr jag kunde komma på avverkats, tidigare i dag in på veckorevyn.com för att fördriva lite tid. Veckorevyn har inte ändrat sig särskilt mycket sen mina yngre tonår då blaskan, tillsammans med diverse gravt olämpliga vuxenböcker, agerade kunskapskälla för min informationstörstande och hormonstinna lekamen. Det är lite ledsamt, faktiskt, att inte mer hänt med sminktips, modespecial och populärpsykologiska delvis-, halv- och ickesanningar om manligt och kvinnligt. Eller lite skillnad är det förresten. De förtäckta moralkakorna vänds mer sällan mot magasinets huvudsakliga målgrupp och istället oftare i riktning mot killar. Som till exempel det att killar inte någonsin säger till någon att en tjej är dålig i sängen, eftersom hans polare då skulle påpeka att det i så fall måste ha varit hans fel. Önsketänkande kallar jag det, men i alla fall bättre än dåtidens förmaningar att inte ge honom chansen. Och kanske ett sätt att i smyg sända ett normerande meddelande till de tonårskillar som stjäl en nyfiken flukt på de rosa sidorna. Men jag undrar fortfarande vad ”kissbomben” är. Det har jag lyckats leva 28 år utan att få svar på.

Så lite bättre är det kanske numera, även om jag också efter P1:s dokumentär i går fortfarande känner mig osäker på det där med mödomshinnans vara eller icke vara. Inte blödde det för mig, men det betyder ju inte att någon hinna aldrig existerat. När man läser vidare är det som att den både finns och inte finns, ibland i samma text. Hur är det så? Mödomshinnan är ju så allomstädes närvarande i litteratur, kultur och kollektivt medvetande. Kan den då verkligen vara ren inbillning? En myt? En vidskeplig föreställning från en svunnen tid? Varför vet vi inte mer? Och är det inte rasande märkligt att något så grundläggande som det kvinnliga könet är så outforskat att en relativt initierad kvinna i väst fortfarande är osäker på hur sjutton hon själv funkar där nere?

And don't even suggest working some multi-level marketing plan thing, dad.  I just don't need that kind of frustration right now.  I don't need someone blowing steam up my butt, I need reality.  But a better one.

something about brightness in the middle of darkness
shows me that even in the darkness
of my mental situation,
even in the instability of my choice of occupation,
even in the fact that i want sunshine and life is still raining,
there is light.

i've anticipated
peace
for a long time
and perhaps if i could look up
and see an orange moon on a tired night,
maybe peace is not too far away
because i just got a glimpse of what it looks like today.
i just hope it won't shift like this eclipse,
that it won't be a singular occurrence
in the pages of my life
or something i can only achieve
in the poems that i write
because i need it in my mind, in my words, and in my thoughts.
i need peace to envelop me like nectar on tree bark,
sticking to my heart
and rubbing off on whoever i touch.

Well i am currently on a ministry trip with Matt and Dana Candler in Colorado Springs. We are at the "Desperation" conference at New Life Chruch. When you here the name of the conference you most likely had the same reaction as I did: "How many intense words are we going to go through to name conferences?" I mean I just helped "fascinate" then going to "The Call" after that "Onething". Then there are many others: Undone; furnace; inferno; Passion; Hungry; Ravished; Reconcile; oh and my favorite Blazed. I wonder if we will start naming conferences Native American names like: Need God, Wants fire, or Prays with Wolves.

Either way I'm happy to be here Dana's brother David Perkins is a wonderful guy. He actually kind of had a hand in changing my life when I was 14. He was a 18 year old little preacher at a conference here in Colorado Springs. He preached about giving our teenage years on be-half of the gospel. Something I took very seriously when I was 14. I got to hang out with him last night at his house a bit. I'm grateful for what God is doing here in Colorado Springs, and all across the Earth. Everywhere I go I find reason to find hope that God is going to save this generation.

Side note: I think I'll get out my lack of posting today and write like 5 different posts. So you'll be hearing from me indeed!

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I'll be back soon enough, possibly feeling a little worse for wear but I'll of slept. That is my goal. Pity I don't have enough for unending sleep. Yet. Baby steps before leaping.

Tick Tock

Matthew 6:25 (ESV) “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat, or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?

I open a can of tuna fish and in a few minutes, the stray black cat with glowing, yellow eyes licks the bowl clean. Still snorting and snuffling, he abruptly leaves, only to return to my back door, the next day, and the next. Now, three months later, “Blackie,” darts over to me out of nowhere when he hears my car's motor and I am returning home from work. His very survival apparently, now depends on me.

I always want to have an extreme hunger for God, just like my part-time pet has for Chicken-of-the-Sea Chunky Light Albacore. In Matthew 6:25, Jesus tries to tell us that our priorities need to be re-ordered so we are much more concerned about our spiritual life with Him, than we are worried about “un-necessary” things of this material realm. Food. Clothes. Aren't we spiritual beings living in a hypnotic, physical world? Without Him for our real sustenance, we will surely die. “Blackie” the cat knows, without a doubt what he needs for survival. Do we?

Lord God, Oh, that I might have the gift of desperation to seek and search for You every day; to know with certainty that my soul dies a little more each time its divine connection to its source of life, You, is severed. I want to be close to You so I might be able to effectively serve others. Help me so I hunger only for You. Amen.

Följande mail skickade jag till Kristdemokraternas partiledare Göran Hägglund ikväll. Ibland blir jag bara så trött på att de som styr vårt land inte tycks dra sig för att berätta rena lögner.

Ämne: Talet i Almedalen

Men snälla Göran?

' – Det var inte många år sedan som medlemmar i just det partiet dök upp i naziuniform och gjorde hitlerhälsning på partimöten.' från aftonbladet.se ikväll.

Det här är ju en direkt lögn. Något sådant har inte inträffat i Sd:s historia. OM någon tokstolle skulle få för sig att komma till en partitillställning iklädd naziuniform skulle den personen givetvis avvisas från platsen omedelbart och inte vara välkommen tillbaka oavsett klädval. Vi är inte och har aldrig varit ett nazistiskt eller rasistiskt parti, och att du som minister i den svenska regeringen tar till ett så fult knep gör mig faktiskt både besviken och orolig.

Tycker du verkligen att det är ok att stå och kasta ur dig lögner, påståenden som du varken kan bevisa eller ange en trovärdig källa till, vid ett framträdande där du ska representera ditt parti under politikerveckan i Almedalen?

Skulle du då i konsekvensens namn tycka att det vore ok om Jimmie Åkesson eller någon annan av våra företrädare skulle, i sitt tal, påstå att på KD:s partimöten har man sexorgier och partnerbyten under inflytande av partydroger? Lika väl som det eventuellt har existerat medlemmar i mitt parti som haft tvivelaktiga åsikter så existerar det alldeles säkert medlemmar i ditt parti som har en tvivelaktig inställning till droger och promiskuöst leverne, eller hur?

Om man upprepar en lögn tillräckligt många gånger så blir den sann, eller?

Men vi tar så gärna fighten, Göran, tack för inbjudan.

Hälsningar, Gabriella, ledamot i kyrkomötet för Sd.

Yesterday I came across that stunning quote by the late Mike Yaconelli. Today, during some more preparation, I came across this quote by David Garland in the NIV Application Commentary on Mark's Gospel (5:21-43):

"Faith is impelled by desperation that Jesus is sufficient to meet whatever need one has. The ruler and the woman did not take their plight stoically but desperately sought Jesus. The woman refused to grin and bear it. One student of this text draws a strange conclusion: She applauds that Jesus broke through purity barriers and social barriers but comments that Jesus should have accepted ‘the woman as she was, even if she was bleeding. If that had happened, I would call it a true miracle.' One wonders how the woman in the account would have reacted to this comment...She was physically ill and needed healing. She forces her way to Jesus, confident that he will provide a cure for her disease. She serves as a model for people who are shy, ashamed, or afraid to come boldly to Jesus for healing. Desperation drives one to him. Martin Luther once remarked that his insight into God's grace came to him while was ‘on the toilet' (auff diser cloaca). George points out that the phrase was a common metaphor for being in a state of utter helplessness and dependence on God.

"Where else are we more vulnerable, more easily embarrassed...? Yet is it precisely in a state of such vulnerability-when we are reduced to humility, when, like beggars, we can only cast ourselves on the mercy of another-that the yearning for grace is answered in the assurance of God's inescapable nearness.' (Tim George, Theology of the Reformers), 105 (as quoted by Garland in situ)

"Evil, sickness, and the death of little children continue to exist in our world. Not every touch heals, and those with faith still hear the dreaded word from the doctor, ‘your little girl is dead.'...If God intervened in every situation, we would never have to exercise faith...The little girl is spared from death for now but has not been given a total reprieve. The woman has been healed of now, but she will face new ailments as she grows older. Faith, however, is able to hold on in the face of death, knowing that God has conquered death in the resurrection of Christ."-(David Garland, 228-229)

I wonder why it is that I keep coming across quotes like this this week? What is it about our desperation that is so remarkable? What is it about our desperation that causes us to seek out Jesus like the man and woman in Mark 5? Here's Mark's account:

"When Jesus had again crossed over by boat to the other side of the lake, a large crowd gathered around him while he was by the lake. 22Then one of the synagogue rulers, named Jairus, came there. Seeing Jesus, he fell at his feet 23and pleaded earnestly with him, "My little daughter is dying. Please come and put your hands on her so that she will be healed and live." 24So Jesus went with him. A large crowd followed and pressed around him. 25And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. 26She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. 27When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28because she thought, "If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed." 29Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering.

At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, "Who touched my clothes?" "You see the people crowding against you," his disciples answered, "and yet you can ask, 'Who touched me?' " But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. 33Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. 34He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering."

While Jesus was still speaking, some men came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue ruler. "Your daughter is dead," they said. "Why bother the teacher any more?" Ignoring what they said, Jesus told the synagogue ruler, "Don't be afraid; just believe." He did not let anyone follow him except Peter, James and John the brother of James. 38When they came to the home of the synagogue ruler, Jesus saw a commotion, with people crying and wailing loudly. 39He went in and said to them, "Why all this commotion and wailing? The child is not dead but asleep." 40But they laughed at him. 

After he put them all out, he took the child's father and mother and the disciples who were with him, and went in where the child was. 41He took her by the hand and said to her, "Talitha koum!" (which means, "Little girl, I say to you, get up!" ). 42Immediately the girl stood up and walked around (she was twelve years old). At this they were completely astonished. 43He gave strict orders not to let anyone know about this, and told them to give her something to eat.

I love this story. Leon Morris concludes, "Jesus speaks of 'your faith'; it is important that the woman understand that she had not been cured by magic...her cure had been the result of a mighty power in Jesus, but it came to her because of her faith, not because of magic in [her] touch."

Faith. Desperation. What a wonderful couple.

Soli Deo Gloria!

I read this book a couple of years ago. I saw it on the shelf today while preparing lessons for my week of deaning junior high church camp next week. I saw one of those small green post-it flags attached to a page so I turned to it to see what had caught my eye two years ago. Here it is:

My father believes, as I do, that the church is the place where the incompetent, the unfinished, and even the unhealthy are welcome. I believe Jesus agrees.

Christianity is not for people who think religion is a pleasant distraction, a nice alternative, or a positive influence. Messy spirituality is a good term for the place where desperation meets Jesus. More often than not, in Jesus' day, desperate people who tried to get to Jesus were surrounded by religious people who either ignored or rejected those who were seeking to have their hunger for God filled. Sadly, not much has changed over the years.

Desperate people don't do well in churches. They don't fit, and they don't cooperate in the furthering of their starvation. 'Church people' often label 'desperate people' as strange and unbalanced. But when desperate people get a taste of God, they can't stay away from him, no matter what everyone around them thinks.

Desperate is a strong word. That's why I like it. People who are desperate are rude, frantic, and reckless. Desperate people are explosive, focused, and uncompromising in their desire to get what they want. Someone who is desperate will crash through the veil of niceness. The New Testament is filled with desperate people, people who barged into private dinners, screamed at Jesus until they had his attention, or destroyed the roof of someone's house to get him. People who are desperate for spirituality very seldom worry about the mess they make on their way to be with Jesus."--Mike Yaconelli, Messy Spirituality, 33-34

You know what the problem is with us Christians? We become so certain of our faith in Christ, that we have forgotten what it means to be desperate, we forget how to be desperate. We are so confident in our Justification that we forget about Sanctification. We settle. And badly.

Perhaps it would behoove us to remember what it is like to be desperate, starving, dying of thirst. Perhaps if we remembered these, satisfied as we are, it would be much easier for us to understand those who still are in such dire straits. Perhaps we have forgotten how parched the land really is and why we came to Christ in the first place. Perhaps we need, quickly, to remember.

Soli Deo Gloria!

In past ages we've had pain to deal with, agonies of the soul, quiet meditations to life's big questions. Today, we sit in an emulsion of sound and lights and flashy colors and distractions, so that when we do contemplate ourselves, we despair. We ache and hurt because we are not at rest, we live like the kings of ages past, and yet have not found happiness, and as Nietzsche pointed out, we are the last man, we are the final ones, who will claim with our sleepy eyes, "We have invented happiness."

So, know then that when you suffer, and ache, and have riddles to ponder, great questions to overthrow and overcome, when you are tortured, you are alive. You are not sedated. You are empassioned, you are not anesthetized against yourself, you embrace your weary bleeding heart, and carry your heavy cross across the landscape of humanity, calling forth with clarion call, 'this is the way!'

Have we become so blind? So as not to feel our souls retreating as our distractions flood us with less energy, less life. To contemplate is to be alive, to be conscious of oneself is to be a self, without this, we are shells.

Such heavy passions such as burden the hearts of the weary, these are the things which make us alive. We either live in great tragedy and ask why, or have no tragedy at all and are resigned to sedation which is the worst of all evils that can happen to the human soul.

To suffer is to be aware.

Though this by no means resolves suffering, know that you are alive when you feel, your passions are still beating in your weary heart, better than nihilism of the soul, better than sedation, better than a lack of identity, you are still alive.

And in that life we find our passions steady beating, that solemn agony.

It still echoes across our hearts and minds, in the visions of our memories, in the hearts of all children, the knowledge that suffering is within us all.

We are alive in this, and as we near that great consuming fire, we find that we are all alone, outside the walls of normality, outside the jurisdiction of sedation, outside the facets and boundaries of acceptable. We are not acceptable, we are prophets. We are not the joyous announcers of salvation, but the harbingers of awareness, bringing suffering to the forefront of our minds, in order to answer the question which has never been answered successfully. From Buddha to Jesus, to the New Age and beyond, no one can answer.

The Outside is Within.

This is ridiculous. I really tire of this company becoming so utterly desperate to give corporate a false impression of the store that will only last for half a day anyway. I wish that the regional manager would walk into a shitty-looking store tomorrow since it's been that way for at least the past month, but that probably will not happen unless my boss reaches a new level of apathy. So much for the campaign to get the store director fired.

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When no one else wants to take your fucking stress test

Disclaimer - As the post progresses there is a marked increase in sex, violent and graphical language. Please proceed at your own responsibility and do not proceed if you are not yet 18 years of age.

This is the first time I am using Pages, which the word processing tool available for Apple, to blog. I have to admit that as a new user of Apple I have to divide the world of computer users into three categories.

The first category is of the users who need to use the computer’s software to the maximum. They need to code in C++ and check if the code works. They need to be incredibly boring on the dinner table, because I don’t want to fucking know that you were able to shorten the code to four lines and now it is using less memory as well as processing power. I have spent four years of my life learning to fucking be an IT guy, and I don’t want to spend one more day at it. Thank you very much.

This category of users will be called the Software utilizers. They need to have a custom built computer with Linux installed on it.

The second category is of the users who need to use the computer’s hardware to the maximum. They need to process video files whilst they play graphics rich computer games. They need to be incredibly boring on the dinner table, because I don’t want to fucking know that you were able to fight off three Zerg rushes before you eventually raided the Zerg camp and destroyed them while the rest of your team could not help you. I have spent years of my life gaming, and I just cannot stand another conversation revolving around computer games any more.

This category of users will be called the Hardware utilizers. They need to have a PC with some version of windows installed on it.

The third category is of the users who need to use the computer’s ability to go basic tasks. They need to check their email, while they listen to music and have a movie on hold in the background. They need to be incredibly boring on the dinner table, because I don’t want to fucking know that you actually learnt that whales are mammals and that your IQ has increased to 70 points. I have spent years of my life dealing with insipid narcissists who have a severe brain deficiencies and I do not want to listen to conversations which push me down the IQ ladder any more.

This category of users will be called the Computer utilizers. They need to have a Mac.

It’s all right. I am not a bad person. I am just vicious and bitter. Also, if I don’t get a whole lot of sex soon, I will be vicious, bitter and perverse. There. Oh, oh, but I am a bed person. I love being in bed. With or without other people.

Wow. If any one of you out there is a psychiatrist, psychologist or just able to assess people, and specifically if you are hot men who will be able to give me love, can you please not email me to tell me that you are insane.

Oh, and yes, whichever one of you searched for “Amazing Gay Sex Karachi” on Google and landed on my blog. Email me now! I need some of that too.

And, I think that if you are a guy, you are not allowed to say fabulous or worst yet - fab. You are not. You are just so not.

See, see, this is what happens. This is what happens to otherwise slightly insane people (read me) when they do not get sex for a very long time. They go stark raving mad! Like me now! Oh My God! I cannot believe I am blogging like this. This is like a fucking scary telephone call when you just cannot hang up because you are stuck in a fucking vicious circle of lies, deceit and self birthing faux pas!

Before I say more. I beg to take to your leave. Good evening and enjoy yourselves. And if you happen to have some good porn quality sex, please do write to me in detail. That seems to be the only sexual intercourse that I will be having in some time.

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As is, perhaps, explanation.  Two zinnias -- one in what we might call "full flower" and the other on the way.  Is either right or wrong?   Some days I have a sense of what it means to be "in full flower," living as God intends for me.  Most days I'm somewhere on the way (or feeling and behaving distinctly unflower-like).

If you know me, especially if you know me well, you might think I look a lot like this rotten apple.  But the other side of that apple, though out of focus, looks absolutely fine.  Same apple -- two views.

I'm very aware this morning that I am glorious and not yet so.  That I am rotten and beautiful.  Both.  And/or.  And that that's probably not a surprise to God.  Tim Keller says (every chance he gets, I think!) that we are more wicked than we can possibly imagine and that we are more loved than we can possibly imagine.  And that is the heart of the gospel.  We need a savior.  We have one who died for us because we are so loved.

As is.  But ready for renovation.

And as I sat this morning asking God why my renovation is so slow, why I almost always feel like a very public poster- child for brokenness, I wrote this in my prayer journal:

"My spiritual desperation means that my time with you drives my mornings.  BUT is it you I am after and encounter or something more akin to desk-straightening?  Do I come out with radical dependence or a to-do list?  How often do I forget that I need (and want) to talk to you minute-by-minute to get through dense fog vs. having a retreat and making a plan that I then implement without you?

So thanks, God, that I can't come to you and get a ticket punched.  Thank you that I live with enough fog, enough of my own rottenness, enough of the uncertainty inherent in life on earth that I need to both look for and walk along with you all day."

Zinnia. Growing zinnia.  YOUR zinnia.  Amen.

Det beror på hur vi gör.

Antingen gör vi ett till alla som inte har ett arbete eller inkomst. 10,000 kronor garanterade i månaden.
Kostnaden? 8% i skatt för alla som jobbar. 216 miljarder om året, så mycket kostar det att se till så att alla i sverige lever på existensminimum. En särskild medborgarlön alltså.

Eftersom vi inte ger ut 216 miljarder om året är det rimligt att anta att vi har en hel del svenskar som faktiskt lever på mindre än existensminimum. Helt utkastade från samhället, det kan röra sig om knarkare eller vad som helst, men oftast är det vanliga människor som det gått snett för någon gång och som inte lyckats ta sig tillbaks. Det finns många såna i Sverige, tro mig.

Men det finns ett förslag till, som är lite radikalare.

En generell medborgarlön. Hela svenska folket får alltså 10,000 kronor i lön. Kostnad? 774 miljarder. Dock finns det en vinstsektor, som får ner priset lite grann. Alla som arbetar, står för 558 miljarder kronor av kostnaden. Den summan betalar de tillbaks i skatt, så de finansierar sin egna medborgarlön. Dessutom skulle företagaren kunna betala 10,000 kronor mindre per anställd, och därmed få enorma incitament till nyanställning. De arbetslösa skulle slippa behöva söka bidrag, han skulle ändå få ett.

Trygghet utan motprestation ska vara en självklarhet. Vet ni vad som händer annars, de slås ut. Vet ni vad som händer när man ligger på existensminimum. Man vill ta sig upp till normal nivå. Man vill inte ligga med endast pengar till mat och kläder och en mindre hyreslägenhet. Man vill kunna ha ett liv. Det ska samhället garantera alla människor, av en simpel anledning.

Hungriga vargar jagar inte mest. Hungriga vargar är mest stressade, de är mest desperata och gör vad som helst för överlevnad.

Alla som tror att människor kommer vilja ligga hemma på existensminimum och dra bidrag, räck upp en hand. Alla som tror att de kommer arbeta och bidra till samhället, ni kommer med mig. Till, öh.. Miljöpartiet. Det blir bra. De har redan tagit ett steg med obligatorisk a-kassa. Och kanske en sammanslagning av socialbidrag och a-kassa. Det är på tiden.Varför ska facket sköta a-kassa?

För att ytterligare motivera medborgarlön, ge alla arbetslösa som kan arbeta en form av samhällstjänst. De kan hjälpa till i skolan, gatorna, överallt, så de slipper hamna utanför samhället samtidigt som de är arbetslösa. De ska givetvis fortfarande söka riktiga jobb.

Läs även andra bloggares intressanta åsikter om a-kassa, Arbete, bidrag, desperation, existensminimum, företagande, människor, medborgarlön, miljöpartiet, nationalekonomi, nyskapande, samhälle, socialbidrag, stress, vargar

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Note that I bought the drive because I have mostly given up using beloved real film cameras in order to be greener. Apparently all those chemicals, paper, and film are bad for the melting ice caps, and so I too have converted to a digital technology that should be simpler and save consumables.

I'm not sure, but I am pretty certain that the INSIDE packaging (see right) that the drive came in was big enough to keep me shoplifting the flash drive in my pocket. But I guess it's the OUTSIDE packaging that was really necessary for National Geographic to help save the polar bears.

Someone call The Doctor

Do you know what I wish I had? I wish I had a giant KARM-ECO SCALE. What's that, you ask? A Karm-Eco scale would be a REALLY big scale like Lady Justice has... used for comparison.

However, in this case I could pile up all the nostalgia and beauty created from film cameras, along with all the dusty equipment that exists already but is going to get trashed, and the film, paper and chemicals on one side of the scale.

And on the other side, we'd represent with PNY's use of this STUPID PACKAGING. Among other blatant karmic offenders. Sure the plastic isn't that heavy, but I wonder if what the weight of its future implications and thoughtlessness is?

There isn't any scale like that ... not in the 21st century. But I am hopeful. There is one man who might be able to save us!

Meanwhile, I am considering a twist on the "starving children in Ethiopia" routine that my mom pulled on me when I was a kid. There are, after all, dying Polar Bears in the Arctic. Surely they could use a new chew toy?

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Recognition that much of my behavior, good or bad, has been controlling has not made my days any easier. I find myself falling back into personal patterns of grasping and despondency. I am also being tempted like I have not been tempted in a while.

I know this is a sign that I was depending on my own efforts to sustain me. This should throw me even more completely on the Lord. I struggle. In my head I know that what is happening is for my good, that God does not put his children through the wringer for no purpose. My prayer life has been a little stunted, but this morning one of the first things I had to do was thank the Lord for loving me enough to strip these things from me.

I think my wife continues to write. I hope that she will write out her position and think it through. Writing was her idea, not mine, so it is not a hoop that I have asked her to jump through. At the same time, I wonder if the effort will cause her to throw up her hands and say, "I do not have to justify myself to anyone." I have been careful not to say anything about her writing to avoid provoking just this kind of reaction.

These are all hard things. I have been encouraging my daughter to "Do Hard Things!" and I find myself faced by the hardest things I have ever faced. I know that you all pray, and I ask for that to continue. I really appreciate the email and phone calls. God has returned me to the point of desperation, I want to respond appropriately.

Dear Mr. Gates:

My name is Marcos, and I am bored.  It’s not quite noon, here in the middle of America, and I am on my second cocktail of the morning.  It’s actually a quite tasty beverage, vodka and Fresca, very refreshing; especially during these hot summer days.  I usually don’t drink before noon, but I also don’t normally wake before noon.  So today is somewhat of an aberration on both of those fronts.  My point for writing to you this morning is that I have a grievance with the way things are going in my life, and I believe that you, being a great American leader and innovator are fully capable of offering me the guidance (money) that I require to quell this problem.  I will detail this for you in the coming passages, but first, I feel that I must take this time to recall a classic American dialogue:

Pee Wee Herman: There's things about me you don't know, Dottie. Things you wouldn't understand. Things you couldn't understand. Things you shouldn't understand.
Dottie: I don't understand.
Pee Wee Herman: You don't want to get mixed up with a guy like me. I'm a loner, Dottie. A rebel.

I chose this passage because I think it captures, perfectly, my current mindset, and also that of the characters in the story, which I have suddenly and inexplicably recalled this morning while eating my huevos rancheros, which are tasty and make me giggle because huevos is Spanish for balls.  But, I have digressed, even whilst digressing.

My complaint is that life is too boring.  I feel that, if I should have a better purpose in life that this would cease to be the case.  But, in my current state, the only thing that seems to keep me going is bowling night.  Even when I fail to perform as well as my teammates, or anyone else in the bowling league for that matter, bowling night fills me with joy, vigor and tequila.  The rest of the week, I find that I do nothing much at all but sleep until it is time to work and then drink until it is time to sleep.  Yes, once I am too drunk, I call or text every girl in my phone book, and some of the time I do end up fucking one of them, but that only lasts about four minutes once the actual physical stuff has started, so that is not exactly a meaningful thing.

I feel that if I were to be a part of some major or even minor crusade, that things would turn around.  It is clear that a great majority of the problems I now face can be attributed to the curse of being an American.  It is this wretched freedom, this liberty that we take for granted that has crippled me.  If I were living under tyranny, I might be forced to get out of bed and work twelve hours a day for seven days a week.  But no, there are no tyrants here.  Not even George.  Instead, I am basically able to do whatever I want.  I can wake up and go to work for five hours and make enough money to have two days off before I have to go back.  What the fuck am I supposed to do with all that time off?  As you can tell, because I have told you, I spend most of that time drinking and sleeping.  This is no way to live, so, as you can see, my plight is great.

What kind of music do you listen to?  Do you have an iPod?

Great Bill, I am desperate.  That is why your check will be immensely and genuinely appreciated.  Your ten-thousand euro donation, made payable to the Marcos Archibald Johnson Foundation, will no doubt help to erase the burden of boredom from the lives of at least one person.  Please, be hasty in your endorsement.

With a kind heart,

Marcos A. Johnson