Hunter S. Thompson

This is not a guy who set good examples.  He had bad personal habits, abused drugs and alcohol, smoked like a chimney, amassed a far from sterling work ethic and couldn't play well with others.  Exasperating, fanciful, incredibly talented, free with opinions, light on facts.  He took a lot of babysitting.  The James Dean of journalism.  He did have.... ability and attitude.

Thompson hailed from Louisville, Kentucky, just an hour and a half from where I grew up in Indiana.  A southern gentleman.  His name was always familiar to me, more as an example of what not to do with my life.  And I was impressionable; just on my way to college.   But by then he was working at Rolling Stone and so he passed from being the transgressor to just plain cool.  Rolling Stone for crying out loud!  The arbiter of all things cool in the 60's and beyond.

His writing style was referred to as "Gonzo Journalism", a first person narrative that took a sharp left turn from objective reality into, well, not so factual entertainment.  It was a great read.  He wrote well and often.  The list of his accomplishments is truly impressive. Yet, the only steady commitment he maintained was an unrelenting hatred for Richard Nixon and George W. Bush.  Wow, what's a gal to do? I fell in love.

Life came careening to an end, suicide, in 2005 after health issues.    But throughout his life, in addition to his other writing duties, he wrote over 20,000 letters and kept carbons. These became the basis of "Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas"  a bible of the 60's counterculture, and "Fear and Loathing On The Campaign Trail '72".  The rest of the letters have been compiled and are due out in early 2011.  I'll be in line.

Bill Murray portrayed Thompson in "Where The Buffalos Roam".  It was a hit.  He may not have been the best idea of a journalist, or a writer, even with that amazing ability.  But there was no one like him.  I keep thinking the world we have now is just full of aluminum siding.  No real identity, no style, certainly no individuals are left.  Real characters are nearly extinct.  We all face a watered down life of something that was once authentic.  Another reason I loved Hunter S. Thompson.

Here is Thompson's job request to the Vancouver Sun.  The man was asking for a job, yet he hated authority figures.

"By the time you get this letter, I'll have gotten hold of some of the recent issues of The Sun.  Unless it looks totally worthless, I'll let my offer stand.  And don't think my arrogance is unintentional; it's just that I'd rather offend you now than after I started working for you.

I didn't make myself clear to the last man I worked for until after I took the job.  It was as if the Marquis de Sade had suddenly found himself working for Billy Graham.  The man despised me, of course, and I had nothing but contempt for him and everything he stood for.  If you asked him, he'd tell you that I'm "not very likable, hate people, just want to be alone and feel too superior to mingle with the average person".  (That's a direct quote from the memo he sent to the publisher.)

Nothing beats having good references"

ATTITUDE

Did he get the job?  Look it up.  Along the way, you're going to run into someone real.

Bryce Thompson Arboretum

This is Paul.

Paul is the go to guy for all things Bryce.  There is nothing this man does not know about the Arboretum and he will make sure you have all the knowledge you need to make your visit memorable.  He has so much information stored in his head, I'm surprised his hat doesn't fly off!  And he is a really nice fellow.  Make sure you find him before you start a hike.



This was my first visit to the Arboretum.  I fell in love immediately.  Head over heels.  The desert is a real attention getter, but this place is drop dead gorgeous.

Come on, grab some coffee, and take a walk with me.

I left Phoenix before dawn.  To get a sunrise shot over the Superstitions, you have to get there before the sun is up.  I thought this was pretty spectacular.

Then I turned around and saw this!

Bryce Thompson Arboretum opens at 7:30 a.m and I wanted to make sure I was there when the sun was still low enough to cast nice shadows.

I have one of these in my front  yard.  Doesn't look this good though.

The is the front of the Smith Center on the upper trail.  In front of this is the Rose Garden.  To the right is a Children's Garden.  The Butterfly and Hummingbird Garden are to the left.  The main trail begins here and is a little over 1 1/2 miles around.  The upper portion is pretty sunny, so that is where you want to be in the morning, before the sun gets serious. 

Don't forget your water.  Let's go.

Yep, vultures.  I have no idea what this rock is named.  I call it "Hitchcock Point".  Seriously spooky birds, but I have no plans on falling down and being breakfast.

See what I mean?  Drop dead gorgeous.  The desert does demand respect though.  Watch were you step and stay hydrated, even here. 

Along the top portion of the trail, where this is, you can go into rougher terrain to the north and explore the Chihuahuan Exhibit, arranged on either side of the Silver King Wash. 

To the north of the trail here is the South American Exhibit.  In the far distance are the Superstitions.  Somewhere up there is the Lost Dutchman Mine.  If you want to try your hand at finding the gold, you had better know what you are doing.  People still disappear up there.

This is a Boojum Tree.  It's one of those really odd living things that you just know had to be around at the beginning of the world.  Arizona skies (where have I heard that before?) really do look like this.

This is Ayers Lake, one of the reasons I'm here.  There are dragonflies around.  Lots of them.  I was so drop jawed amazed by this place, a dragonfly could have easily flown into my mouth.  Sometimes, you just have to sit and be quiet.  This was one of those times. 

Here is a handsome guy.   

This is the former home of Bryce Thompson, who donated the property that became Bryce Thompson Arboretum.  I am almost half way around the trail here and it's getting hot.  I'm looking forward to the shady walk back.

But, the trail will go on for a while before I reach the cool spots beneath those green trees in the distance.

Ever onward.  I just came from the other side of that rock and am headed towards the little hole in the foliage to the left.  And I'm soaking wet.  You just have to love that sky.

I passed the Wing Herb Garden, but was too tired to stop.  Although I haven't hiked far, I've been stopping a lot to take pictures, so I've been at it a while. All along the south side of the trail here is a rougher hike called the High Trail.  At the bottom is Queen Creek, although it is actually a wash.

The old Drover's Wool Shed is here.  I imagine the truck is here to stay.  Nice.  It is very evocative, but it was a hard life.  All around here is the Australian Desert Exhibit.

The shade is lovely.  I have plenty of water and have almost finished 2 liters.  Do not skimp on water.  There are a few water stations on the trail, but it's much better to keep sipping as you go.  You don't want to wait until you actually feel thirsty.

How about an artsy fartsy black and white image!

Don't you just love the light? 

I'm done in for the day.  Time to go back to the Visitors Center and hit the gift shop.   OK, so I'm not that done in.

Here is another image of the Drover's Shed.  This lady is from the Mesa Arts League and was giving a demonstration at the Entrance.  Pretty good, isn't it! 

I came here with the Az. Photographers Club of which I am a member.  We had the best time here.  I'm coming back.  Often.

Bryce Thompson Arboretum

37615 E. Hwy. 60

Superior, AZ. 85273

520-689-2723

http://arboretum.ag.arizona.edu/

Theater Girls - Arizona Broadway Theater

What do you do when you want to see great Theater but don't have anyone to go with?

You start a group called Theater Girls, invite every single person you know, schedule some shows, buy some tickets, arrange some car pools and meet in the front rows.

Here is one of many venues we will visit this season. 

Arizona Broadway Theater

Don't even think about not tapping your feet when you see this high energy classic.  An excellent cast with great singing and dancing talent  provided a rousing performance.

(Photo, Arizona Broadway Theater)

By the time this scene happened, it was hard to stay in my seat.  I wanted to dance!!!  And at the end, we did!  The cast invited the audience to get up and move.  Oh, yeah.  This was great fun.

One of the many accomplishments of this acting company is the uniformly high level of talent.  This extends to the construction of wonderful, movable sets and staging. 

(Photo, Arizona Broadway Theater)

"He Called Me"

From the production of  "I Love You, You're Perfect, Now Change".  These four actors are constantly in motion, providing a really hilarious look at dating, marriage and aging.  Again, fabulous voices that effortlessly range over all the registers with crystal clear diction make it easy to understand every word. 

These different staging islands allowed for a flexible presentation with minimal changes and transition times.  Tiered table levels provide excellent views of the whole stage from anywhere in the theater.

Speaking of tables, the food is really, really good.  The ABT has a 3000 square foot kitchen and a committed chef.  The dinner choices are tied to the time period of the shows.  How clever is that!

Theater Girls, Pat and Susan, before the show.

Two more Theater Girls, myself and Gerri, looking over the children's program for grand kids.

Give Arizona Broadway Theater a call.

Box Office 623-776-8400

Peoria, Az.

http://www.azbroadwaytheater.com/

Named "Best Playhouse" 2010

Phoenix Magazine

See you in the front row!

God Save Arizona

"Though this nation has proudly thought of itself as an ethnic melting pot, in things racial we have always been and continue to be, in too many ways, essentially a nation of cowards."

Eric Holder, U.S. Attorney General

February, 2009

(speech in observation of Black History Month)

Thanks, Ray.

Governor Jan Brewer and Sheriff Joe Arpaio.

Way to go.

Eric Holder has apparently dismissed the affront to the dignity of  thousands of Mexicans subjected to human trafficking across the Arizona border.   Or maybe their ethnicity isn't important to him.

Once more, Arizonans are only opposed to illegal immigration.

Get it?

Historic Guadalupe Cemetery

On three sides of an unpainted block wall stands an older working class neighborhood, it's houses dotted with swamp coolers and satellite dishes.  Cactus and scraggly ironwood trees have grown out of bounds, crossing property lines indiscriminately.  Aluminum chairs with torn webbing share the shaded carport spaces, shoulder to shoulder with faded vehicles sitting on balding tires.  

The fourth side of the wall forms the eastern boundary for a mobile home park. Trailer houses with patched window screens and dented tin siding slouch over rusted wheel wells.  Here they sit and here they will stay, any hint of mobility gone forever.  

Yet, there is no graffiti, trash does not litter the yards and no cars sit up on blocks.   It is very poor, but clean and probably safe.

Between these living arrangements, the gray walls enclose a dirt parking lot and a forest of white crosses that mark the final resting places of those who have given up living altogether.

This is Guadalupe Cemetery

Tempe, Arizona

(clicking on photos will bring them to screen size)

I came here on a white hot day a few weeks ago to see this cemetery reflecting Hispanic and Yaqui Indian cultures, established in 1904.  There were people around so I asked permission to photograph the area, being careful not to include any living person in my pictures.  Also, I was dressed appropriately and moved quietly.  Small gestures are important, I think.  Especially in these spaces. 

Someone thought about this soldier recently; the flag is not yet faded.  Surely his face was brought to mind when the primitive crucifix was made for him.

Even in the early morning hours, the unforgiving sun drove me towards the shady places.  I was heading for the folk art on the back wall.  It wasn't easy. 

There are few orderly rows, convenient right angles or discrete distances between markers.  I kept the backs of crosses immediately to my left, reasoning that I would be at the bottom edge of the grave to my right, only to find that I would end up at an intersection with a grave directly ahead.  So, I would walk the few inches between graves and turn where I thought they ended, refusing to walk over a grave not out of fear, but respect. 

Still I found myself apologizing to people long since dead and beyond caring for stepping on their toes.

When I finally arrived at the back wall, I saw this.

Isn't it wonderful!  So much life and joy.  It depicts El Dia de los Muertos (The Day of the Dead).  Unlike Halloween and it's evil spirits with which it is wrongly associated, The Day of the Dead is a celebration of life.  Life and death are intermingled.  On this day, graves will be cleaned and decorated.  Food may be brought and shared.  Laughter and music will be in the air.

 

It may make it easier to bear this.

The child's grave is marked by two pots with white stones to hold flowers; one bouquet has blown away.  There are two white ceramic puppies and three Christmas trees here.  It's better not to speculate.

 A child's grave is sad enough.

A doll and a yellow plush kitten look over this grave covered with the  mementos of a young life.  On The Day of the Dead, November 1, the vases will hold fresh flowers and maybe another little gift will have been found to place here.

Not everyone has family to honor their lives, but neither are they forgotten.  The pieces of this cross have been carefully gathered and placed over the flag until The Day of the Dead when a new cross and flag will be erected.  I only saw three broken crosses; they all looked like this, waiting to be renewed.

The town of Guadalupe is named after Our Lady of Guadalupe or in Mexico, La Morenita, depicted here appearing to the Aztec Indian, Juan Diego in 1531.  From then on, Catholicism became an inextricable part of all Central American culture.

This newly placed cross was erected this past April.  The hand painted decoration and carefully filigreed wood is lovely.  The grave is in front of the cross.  The bricks behind it line another grave beginning just inches away.

Just a couple feet away, the same family used this cross fifteen years ago.  It seems to be holding up well.  The wood cutting and hand painting are sealed and the colors remain bright.

Nearby, the Virgin of San Juan overlooks the far eastern part of the cemetery.  Everywhere, the walls have been painted with religious representations.  Effort has been made to show that this is a sacred place and to surround the dead and their visitors with comforting symbols.

Some graves are fresh and tidy with historical information on the cross.

Others have intriguingly little information.

Known only by their given names, these three appear to belong together, possibly brother and sisters?  Among the many graves, some are barely remembered.

And some are forgotten.  My grandmother used to say that you are truly dead when the last person who remembers you dies.  You are then beyond living memory.  This grave will be attended to on The Day of the Dead.  Someone will show respect for an unknown one.  Like other graves, this one will be cleaned, the dirt will be swept up onto the mound and any broken monuments will be replaced or repaired. 

A small bench makes visiting easier.  The simple palm frond roof will provide shade from the western sun.  It is a place to gather and provide ease.  A grave is a sorrowful thing.  But here, death is not overwhelming.  Life is close by.

Some grave sites are newer and much more elaborate, providing ample comfortable seating, shade and more durable masonry monuments.  The deceased is still very much a part of the family.

Whatever the circumstances, all are equal now.  But there is a difference here from most cemetery sites.  This one is visited, routinely.  It is not a forlorn and forgotten place.

Death is part of life.  Traditional marigold wreaths are placed on the crosses to alert the deceased to the attention paid by the living.  A face is brought to mind, a gift is left with love.

Mostly, they remember

(Anyone interested in genealogy will have to apply to the Town Clerk of Guadalupe for information.

Although this cemetery is current, raised mounds do not always indicate recent burials.)

"ILLEGAL is not a race. It is a CRIME" (Sen. Pearce)

Senator Russell Pearce

"You can't break into my country, just like you can't break into my home."

Arizona SB 1070 uses "attrition through enforcement" as one of the tools to deter illegal immigration.  This means that after any lawful contact for traffic or criminal infractions is made, authorities can then determine the immigration status of those suspected of being in the country illegally. 

Arizona law mirrors federal law which already requires aliens (non-citizens) to register and carry their documents with them at all times.

8 USC 1304(e) and 8 USC 1306(a)

The most controversial component of SB 1070 requires authorities to determine the status of persons believed to be in the country illegally.

So what would suspicious behavior look like?  How is that recognizable to law enforcement?  Since Arizona does not issue driver's licenses to illegal immigrants, the lack of a driver's license, any record of ever having had a license, or any other state or federal identification is one example of reasonable suspicion.  As is crossing the border at any point that is not an official point of entry, i.e., the desert or rivers and canals.  Or being recognized by law enforcement as having been a previous offender.

Those participants demonstrating against the implementation of SB 1070 refer to "racial profiling" and seem to think that police would or even could walk up to a brown skinned person and start questioning that individual without provocation.  It doesn't work that way.

SB1070 states that police may not solely consider race, color or national origin when implementing the law.  Read about it here:

http://www.cis.org/

Center for Immigration Studies

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Illegal immigration begins with crushing poverty created, in part, by U.S. corporations who moved across the border looking for cheap labor.  And then moved on to Asia in search of even cheaper labor, leaving starving thousands of people unequipped to fend for themselves.  The 1994/1995 Mexican privatization of banking and telecommunications created even more poverty.  Most of the wealth in Mexico is owned by the top 12% of the population. Faced with a Mexican government that was unable and unwilling to provide social services, they began walking north in desperation.

The seduction is irresistible.  Jobs may be north.  It is beautiful...and deadly.

There is no water here and days of searing heat to endure. Thousands have died of dehydration through the years.

These numbers are now skyrocketing to the largest mass immigration in our nation's history.  Damage to the environment, to National Parks, to wildlife and to residents is now spiraling out of control.  The cost to the border states for emergency health care, education and the criminal justice system are bankrupting our social services.

The topography looks green; it isn't.  This is an arid area of few habitations or roads, both to be avoided if you are illegal.  There is a tradition in the West among desert people.  No one is refused water.  To that end Humane Borders have erected and maintain water stations throughout the area with blue marker flags that can be seen for miles.  Even with this help, many die, as the red dots indicate. Not everyone is found.  This is a low estimate for years past.

Should this humanitarian aid continue?  There are those who contend that aiding and abetting illegal immigrants in this way is itself illegal.  This also aids drug runners, human traffickers and returning criminals as well as the thousands entering the U.S. illegally.

http://www.humaneborders.org/

www.desertinvasion.us/info

 It is estimated that nearly 3000 illegals per day are crossing the 1940 mile U.S./Mexico border.  I don't know how many are destitute Mexicans or terrorists in disguise. 

DO YOU?

This is just one small trail along a nearly 2000 mile border with Mexico along which illegal immigrants are pouring into the U.S.  President Bush merged the U.S. Immigration and Naturalization Service, FEMA and the Border Patrol into Homeland Security.  In 2005 Congress required Homeland Security to hire 10,000 new Border Patrol agents.  It didn't.  According to John Culberson (R-TX),  Congress bypassed the White House twice that year to bring the number to 1500.  With the economic distress of recent years, it will be an uphill battle to meet those numbers.   

On March 27 of this year, Robert Krentz, a rancher on the U.S./Mexican border called his family from a VHF radio to report illegal activity on his land and asked them to call Border Patrol.  They found his body hours later and followed the tracks south to the border.  Mr Krentz had been shot by an armed perpetrator who didn't hesitate to kill.   

Homeland Security Director and former Arizona Governor, Janet Napolitano, thinks there is adequate security on the border.

IS THIS A SECURE HOMELAND BORDER?

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Judge Susan Bolton has struck down parts of SB 1070.  This will be appealed to the 9'th Circuit Court of Appeals, located in San Francisco.  Check the Court Calendar for case number, case title, the judge's name, the location and hearing date.
www.ca9.uscourts.gov/

For a summary of SB 1070 and an explanation of immigration issues, see The Federation For American Immigration Reform.
http://www.fairus.org/

On March 14, 2010, USA Today reported that
.....three people with ties to the U.S. Consulate in Mexico were killed in a drive by shooting.
.....the  U.S. official spoke to the Associated Press on condition of anonymity. (Why anonymity?)
.....the State Department said it would allow family members of diplomatic staff to leave the border cities of Tijuana, Nogales, Ciudad Juarez, Nuevo Laredo, Monterrey and Matamoros.
.....delay travel to Durango, Coahuila and Chihuahua.

www.epa.gov/usmexicoborder/

Along Arizona's part of this nearly 2000 mile border and because of Judge Bolton's decision, it is now illegal for Arizona authorities to enforce federal immigration policy even in light of the federal government's failure to do so and even though SB 1070 makes the federal and state law agree in an effort to protect our border.

So, it is illegal for police here to check the immigration status of anyone in custody before they are released.

Why?

Because that is the Fed's job and they don't have the time! 

According to Judge Bolton, in agreement with the Justice Department, certain items in SB 1070 conflict with the federal government's preemption and supremacy clauses.  Such checks would "swamp federal immigration officials who are pursuing other priorities".

SB 1070 mirrors federal law.  It is not in opposition to it.  And what "other priorities"?

"Federal resources would be taxed and diverted from federal enforcement priorities as a result of the increase in requests for immigration status determinations", causing irreparable harm to the interests of the federal government".

What?!

How is it even possible to do "irreparable harm" to the federal government, who controls all the armed services and all the intelligence agencies in the country in addition to having all the money collected from taxation?

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Hispanic Vote * Business Profits

Fraudulent ID and the Social Security System

These are the reasons for a U.S./Mexican border that leaks like a sieve.

Even though illegal immigrants have no vote, they have family here who do.  The Hispanic community represents the largest ethnic block of voters in the U.S.  Politicians on both sides of the aisle will do anything they can to get those numbers on their side. 

Good business has the appearance of success, but looks are deceiving.  Profits are gained by moving more legal workers out of jobs and more illegal workers into them.  Workers that will accept less pay and no benefits.  This decreases the median pay scale for everyone downward. 

Fraudulent IDs are easy to obtain; a package containing a fake Social Security number, fake green card and sometimes, driver's licenses.

With this "documentation", employer's have themselves covered to then hire illegal immigrants at the lowest possible wages resulting in economic slavery and a downward spiral in all wages. But profits are up.

The W-2 forms with fake social security numbers are put into an earnings suspense file.  This is how the Social Security Administration collects money from sources that do not appear to be valid.  Hence, the SSA knows who employs illegal immigrants and even who those illegal immigrants may be.  But, this is money that is collected and so far, will never be paid out in benefits to those payees.  It amounts to billions and billions and billions of dollars.  And it is propping up a failing social security system.

With amnesty, a motion supported by Arizona Senator John McCain, these monies will be paid out to former illegal immigrants who earned the money illegally and will add millions more to our already overburdened system. 

Here is the catch.  There is no money in this fund.  It is just an accounting file.

Any monies paid out will come from another source.  The American taxpayer who legally paid into the system. 

http://www.seniorsleague.org/

The Scales of Justice are skewed.

And Not In Arizona's Favor.

(Articles quoted here include Bear Stearns in a jobs report; the New York Times in April 2005-Eduardo Porter; Dr. David Groody, Associate Professor at Notre Dame and the director of the Center for Latin American Studies; Deborah Moody of About.com; the National Drug Intelligence Center. Other attribution is included in the post.)
*Hispanic Americans who are here legally are not in any way thought of in a negative light by this writer.  This refers to just one (the largest) ethnic voting blocks in the U.S.