Tag: random thoughts

  • Georgia National Fair 2025

    Georgia National Fair 2025

    I have enjoyed going to the GA National Fair for several years. This year was no exception. I actually went twice. The first time I went was as a school bus driver taking a group of special needs kids out to enjoy a day at the fair. The second time I went with my good friend Shirley, who had some passes she had obtained and wanted to use.

    I didn’t take any photos on the field trip. I didn’t bring my camera and didn’t see anything I wanted to capture using my iPhone. I usually don’t walk around with my iPhone in hand thinking about taking photographs. If I see something that is of particular interest, and I don’t have my Nikon, that’s when I get it out of my pocket and take aim. I’m usually not in a state of cat-like readiness and probably miss a lot of interesting things while the impulses go from my eye to see a good opportunity; then to my brain to realize it’s a good opportunity; then to my hands to fish the iPhone out of my pocket; then to my hands and brain to set up a shot and execute the act of photography. Sometimes video depending on the situation at hand.

    With my Nikon DSLR it’s often already in my hand, or at least hanging off it’s strap in close reach. I am looking around with intentionality, and often take many more photos than I need. If anything is of interest I’ll often take a photograph. Usually it doesn’t amount to much, but occasionally I may get lighting in a bottle.

    Anyway I did bring my DSLR along on my second trip to the fair with Shirley. I didn’t do as much street style photography this year as I have in the past when I went to the fair alone. I didn’t do much at all. I did get a couple photos of my friend as we walked around the exhibition hall. I didn’t want to overwhelm my friend with photo taking, so I only got a few different looks. A few of which I have posted below.

    There was an event at the fair where I did take quite a lot of photos. It was a staged event performed periodically any given day. It was called Disc Connected K9s. It was a dog show where trained dogs and their handlers did tricks with frisbees. It was fun, and a good opportunity to take some interesting photos, and exercise some shooting discipline. The high speeds of the interactions made for a challenging environment. As is the usual case, I shot using full manual settings.

    The event itself had two handlers working with three dogs. All of the dogs were very impressive in my opinion. The handlers in the show discussed each dog and it’s characteristics while having them run around chasing frisbees. The show lasted around 30 minutes, and beside my photo taking I was well entertained.

    While I took many and got many good photos, I’m only going to post these three. One of each of the dog stars doing something pretty amazing. I hope you enjoy them,

  • The World Owns You

    The World Owns You

    Part 2

    A little bit more about school discipline and it’s relationship to how the world owns you. Public schools are the product of a public education system. That system is administered by some governing body or another. Here in the U.S. It could be national, state or county. Usually it’s a mix of all three to some degree or another depending on the political climate of the moment, location, and willingness to follow laws. The administration of any actual school building, the place where the rules meet the reality, is a combination of regulations piled on by multiple levels of bureaucracy but ultimately administered by the final link in that bureaucratic chain, in most cases the teacher, who must exercise their own discretion in the application of those rules, and results can vary widely between individuals.

    From my perspective as a school bus driver, they too are responsible for ultimate administering of the layers of rules expected in the public school environment. Bing as how this is the point of view of my perspective I can comment with some authority about the relationship of the layers of rules and expectations and how it is applied at the final point of contact between the bureaucracy and intended control vector, i.e. the student. It is then important to note that in the ideal administration of rules and the education for the student, the chain of administration doesn’t stop at the school-level but with the parent or guardian.

    The teacher and the bus driver aren’t the only ones who have contact with the student. To some extant the interactions of any and all staff in a public school have impact in the students. From the kitchen staff to the custodial staff, from the student resource officers to the nurse. Obviously the principles are very important as they are responsible for administering all that goes on inside a school building and on it’s grounds. The principles are beholden to the their superiors and must act with that in the back of their head when doing anything. And up and up and up the bureaucratic chain until you reach God.

    Yes, God is the ultimate bureaucratic manager, and that opens a whole other can of worms. But for my purpose God will be the end all be all of authority. You may think of it as destiny or a random number generator or something else entirely, but it all comes down to something beyond human control, and that is my point.

    Back to school. I am using school at this time because it is something I’m somewhat familiar with. It is also a microcosm of the world at large in many ways. The education system in the U.S. is something that can be analyzed in a fairly comprehensive way. It is in theory a public institution that in theory is subject to public scrutiny, much more so than institutions like private schools or business. It’s worth noting that private schools are essentially private business in the U.S. And private business isn’t legally required to be as open with information as are public schools, which despite the legal assumption that the public can access it’s information is still relatively opaque.

  • Happy? Veterans Day

    Happy? Veterans Day

    It’s Veterans day. I’m Happy I have the day off, but not happy we live in a world that needs veterans.

    I had a little while this morning to play around before a Dr appointment, which I need to leave for right now. But I wanted to post this glorious flame art variation.

  • The World Owns You

    The World Owns You

    Part 1

    I was thinking this morning about my life. I’ve never been happy about not having control of myself, my life, my immediate circumstances and the multitude of consequences resulting thereof. To put it another way, I have a problem with authority. I can’t remember a time when this wasn’t the case. I was thinking that no matter how hard I tried to free myself from the constraints of my reality the gravity of reality always pulled me back into universal compliance. Frequently to my detriment. So it seem’s/seem’d to me that no matter how much I tried to do what I want, the world/universe always got what it wanted one way or another.

    I hated school and being told to do homework as a child. The lectures were okay. The homework and forced compliance always rubbed me the wrong way. I felt like I was in prison. And I’ve since learned that isn’t entirely far from the truth of the public school institutional system. As an adult that now works in that system, I understand the need for such regimented systems and behavior control. I still don’t like authority, but I understand it better.

    There are children who, like me, have a dislike of authority and conformity. There are varying degrees based on my observations as a school bus driver and basic observer of life. Some individual children would balk at a command while other would flat ignore it. I know this seems pretty obvious, and it is, but there has to be some system in place to maintain some semblance of peace and order. Children need to learn that “the world owns them” in the sense that there are consequences for the decisions and actions we make. They are at least subject to school discipline if there is no effective home discipline, which is not uncommon.

    School discipline, at least the public schools I’m familiar with, needs to be rigid. It chafes people with authority issues like me, some more than others. I received some disciplinary actions as a school boy, but I wasn’t too “bad” a kid. My institutional discipline was minimal compared to most but still a cause of personal distress.

  • The Law of the Jungle

    The Law of the Jungle

    For reasons I’ll not expound upon, I was thinking about the Law of the jungle this morning. My memory of it was that it is to “kill or be killed.” I can’t recall when or where I got that definition of the law of the jungle, only that it was at some point in my childhood. But my nerdy self decided to revisit my memory of this thing. Thing, hmm, I suppose a law is a thing. I suppose this is a real law. It says it’s a law right in the title. It must be a real law or at least it is as far as I’m concerned. Not a law like don’t shoplift, but a universal law like gravity.

    What makes a law a law? Who decides? What percentage of a population must accept the law for it to be a accepted? If it isn’t accepted does it cease to be a law? If 99% of a population doesn’t accept the law of gravity, does that mean that the law of gravity isn’t a law? If 99% of a population don’t accept the law of averages will the universe tip over? I’m pretty sure I know what would happen if 99% of people didn’t accept the law to wear your seat belt. So one is a law in deed and the other in name. The seat belt law would change one way or another if nobody wanted to buckle up, and nobody did. It would be impossible for even the most zealous police force to enforce and maintain that order.

    Yes most of us know and understand the difference between these two types of laws. Most is probably being generous, but I digress. The point being one is theoretically immutable while the other is elastic. That got me thinking a little bit about how the law of the jungle is mostly the first, but has some elements of the latter. What I found was I was right and wrong.

    A quick internet search and I learned the law of the jungle isn’t really a law of either kind, but a phrase, a phrase attached to a set of laws wolves lived under. The phrase was introduced by Rudyard Kipling in his 1894 book “The Jungle Book.” The phrase was later expanded upon in the follow up, “The Second Jungle Book,” in 1895. I’m unsure where the “kill or be killed” I’ve attributed to it originated, or even if that was widely understood or isolated to my family and other small pockets.

    While not a law it is still powerful and relevant to this day. I know I’m not the only one familiar with it. I’m pretty sure this is a phrase used frequently in political rhetoric among other occasions. The phrase describes something that, as far as I can imagine, always has and always will be relevant. Relevant at least to the life forms currently understood by our collective human consciousness. Brute force wins. There are exceptions. But usually the strong survive while the weak perish.

    However my quick research led me to understand my interpretation of the law of the jungle, ” kill or be killed” wasn’t accurate. In some ways my understanding aligns Kipling’s poem “The Law of the Jungle.” However in my view the key word in the poem is obey. “Obey or be killed” instead of “kill or be killed.” Interesting how one word can make such a big difference. I have to wonder if that was intentional, and if so how it was manipulated.

    It’s interesting the things we think we know and how they differ from what is accurate. The only actual exposure I had with the Jungle Book was as a kid and seeing the movie. I don’t remember much at all about it. I don’t remember if the law of the jungle is even mentioned in the Disney film. I would assume it must be at least mentioned as Jungle Book is the source of the phrase, and the phrase has obviously been widely spread. I’m going to need to watch the Disney version again soon to satisfy my curiosity.

    In my opinion this poem is critical and subversive at the same time as it is plainly educational. I guess the whole Jungle Book thing was aimed at a younger audience. He was kind of an early childhood writer if my memory serves.

    I don’t know much about Kipling. I want to know more. So many interesting things in the world and so little time. I’m glad there are people dedicated to keeping his vision alive. I’ll definitely make some time for him.

    Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky;
    And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.
    As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back —
    For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.


    Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip; drink deeply, but never too deep;
    And remember the night is for hunting, and forget not the day is for sleep.
    The Jackal may follow the Tiger, but, Cub, when thy whiskers are grown,
    Remember the Wolf is a Hunter — go forth and get food of thine own.
    Keep peace with the Lords of the Jungle — the Tiger, the Panther, and Bear.
    And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the Boar in his lair.
    When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
    Lie down till the leaders have spoken — it may be fair words shall prevail.
    When ye fight with a Wolf of the Pack, ye must fight him alone and afar,
    Lest others take part in the quarrel, and the Pack be diminished by war.
    The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, and where he has made him his home,
    Not even the Head Wolf may enter, not even the Council may come.
    The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, but where he has digged it too plain,
    The Council shall send him a message, and so he shall change it again.
    If ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the woods with your bay,
    Lest ye frighten the deer from the crop, and your brothers go empty away.
    Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your cubs as they need, and ye can;
    But kill not for pleasure of killing, and seven times never kill Man!
    If ye plunder his Kill from a weaker, devour not all in thy pride;
    Pack-Right is the right of the meanest; so leave him the head and the hide.
    The Kill of the Pack is the meat of the Pack. Ye must eat where it lies;
    And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or he dies.
    The Kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf. He may do what he will;
    But, till he has given permission, the Pack may not eat of that Kill.
    Cub-Right is the right of the Yearling. From all of his Pack he may claim
    Full-gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may refuse him the same.
    Lair-Right is the right of the Mother. From all of her year she may claim
    One haunch of each kill for her litter, and none may deny her the same.
    Cave-Right is the right of the Father — to hunt by himself for his own:
    He is freed of all calls to the Pack; he is judged by the Council alone.
    Because of his age and his cunning, because of his gripe and his paw,
    In all that the Law leaveth open, the word of your Head Wolf is Law.
    Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and mighty are they;
    But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is — Obey!

    Rudyard Kipling

    Good night.