Frodo, Keeper of the Ring

Thursday, May 11, 2006

You Can't Hide Your Lyin' Eyes
Mood:

loud
Topic: "Qwest For Truth (2)"
It is not an every day occurence when Frodo stands back and looks, admiringly, at artificial intelligence. In this case, an artificial entity, created for the purpose of doing business, has acted responsibly and in the public interest. The motivation, Frodo grants, may have been something other than pure honor, but the result is worthy of his respect. Tomorrow, should someone from Qwest Communications call Frodo and offer him the opportunity to switch his telephony services, he would suffer any financial hardship and do business with this server.

Sauron has rushed to defend another indefensible enhancement of executive authority. The information amassed under the latest abuse of power was gathered from Verizon, AT&T, and BellSouth (it should be noted that the latter two are in merger negotiations subject to Federal approval). Qwest was similarly approached to provide data and chose not to do so. It was the legal interpretation of those enacting in behalf of this articial creation that to do so would be in violation of the law.

"Law," said Frodo, "that is a very strange word, isn't it?" "It seems to carry the connotation that there is a determinant factor that goes beyond the individual judgment of any elected official, no matter what Supreme Entity has endowed that individual with authority."

Sauron, alas, has the ring. Gandalf, Aragorn and the Citizens of Middle Earth stand before the Black Gate, preparing to face the Orcs hand-to-hand. Frodo and Sam face Smeagol and every hardship in their ascent of Mount Doom. It is an ominous time. It is heartening when help comes from an unexpected source.

Thank you artificial entity known as Qwest Communications. You serve us all.

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Wednesday, May 10, 2006

She Had Bette Davis Eyes
Mood:

celebratory
Topic: "Can She Name Them?(2)"
Wook Kundor of Malaysia got married this past week to Muhamad Noor Che Musa. Despite the importance of such a happy event in the lives of two people half-a-world away, Frodo would normally not have paid much attention to the news. He was struck however, by the fact that this was the 21st time that Ms. Kundor had been escorted down the aisle.

Additional analysis revealed another interesting statistic or two. Ms Kundor, it seems, is 104 years old. That certainly begged a question about whether or not her father gave the bride away? Frodo has been surfing the Internet for the last several days, unsuccessfully it should be noted, in order to determine what exactly is the status of husbands 1-20.

Mr. Musa, on the other hand, was being wed for the first time. That, really, is not very surprising since he is just 33 years of age. Frodo, in all due honesty, began to make a few assumptions about what motivated the happy couple to pursue nuptial bliss.

Mr. Musa stated that he found peace and a sense of belonging with his new bride, after first sympathizing with her for being childless, old, alone, and poor. "Mutual respect and friendship turned to love," he offered to reporters. "I am not after her money, she is poor."

After thinking about this for several minutes Frodo opined that Ms. Kundor-Musa must make a terrific "Mango Stew." Alternatively, she may have once been a member of the Malaysian Olympic Gymnastic Team.

Regardless, Frodo thinks that the finger of Ms. Kundor-Musa is an appropriate place to place a ring. May their time together be filled with happiness (as well as a spot in the Guinness Book of World Records).

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Tuesday, May 9, 2006

On The Cover of The Rolling Stone
Mood:

don't ask
Topic: "Frodo Not Foggo (2)"
Frodo sat down with a piece of paper and a pencil. It was clear that he was trying to make a list and to interconnect the facts in that list in order to make a point. It was also clear that it was a very difficult task. Peering over his shoulder, some of the following could be observed:
"1. Number three guy quits after involvement in poker games where government employees were allowed to win in order to pay for hookers;"

"2. Guy fired by Goss will re-join in order to be top deputy of Hayden;"

"3. President gives word-for-word identical endorsement speech for Hayden that he gave for Goss two years ago;"

"4. Agency has no 'human intelligence' emanating from country that was targeted as a threat 27 years ago, and subsequently named by Bush as part of "Evil Axis';"

"5. Sign outside agency HQ in Langley carries wording 'George Bush Center for Intelligence';"

"6. Goss Top Deputy in Iraq when Boss announces 'Resignation';"

"7. Senator Chambliss from Georgia known as 'Rubberstamp' for his blind obedience to Bush publicly questions nomination of Hayden;"

"8. Hayden states that had the US utilized wiretap procedures against al Qaeda, prior to 9/11, tragedy might have been averted, but no one seems to wonder why we would've been utilizing domestic surveillance at all at that time;"

"9. Goss gave up secure House seat and Committee leadership in order to re-structure CIA."

Frodo slowly pushed his chair back from the table and began to walk around the room with the paper in his hand while the TV carried the continuing string of befuddling news from around the world. He stopped when he heard the talking head say that "The President responded to the questions of his 'best day' and his 'worst day' by noting that his 'best day' was when he caught a seven-and-a-half-pound largemouth bass in his lake in Crawford. He identified his 'worst day' as 9/11."

Frodo balled up the piece of paper and threw it at the TV.

The Men of Gondor and the Riders from Rohan continue to stand before the Orcs. They have done so longer than the UN face-off against the Chinese Communists in the Korean War. They have been there almost as long as the United States remained at War with the Germans in World War II. 75% of these men believe they should withdraw by year's end.

The President believes resolution will come with his successor.

Maybe Dick Cheney should take Bush on a quail hunt?

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Monday, May 8, 2006

I Just Gotta Get a Message to You, Hold On
Mood:

irritated
Topic: "Frodo of Arabia(2)"
"My name," he said, "is Frodo Abdullah al-Jimsonweed and I am Shi'ia."

"I am Frodo Baggins of the Shire," came the response.

"Have you ever watched the movie 'Lawrence of Arabia', I mean have you ever watched and listened to the story behind the movie?"

"Well sure, Peter O'Toole and Omar Sharif aside, it is an outstanding chronicle of the continuing disasters of British Colonialism that hound the world a century later."

"What do you mean effendi?"

"I mean that from the Indian Sub-Continent around to Sub-Saharan Africa and through to Palestine and Persia the British of the 19th and 20th centuries were there to exploit natural resources. The meddling of these Europeans in the affairs of tribal peoples is at the heart of every major 'hot spot' in today's geopolitical realm."

"Does it not give you concern effendi, that the British now stand with the Americans in support of their 'positions,' if you will?"

"Of course it does. It seems as if Tony (aka 'The Poodle') Blair feels he has to act to justify the gross incompetence of the Americans in each of these locations."

"Don't you realize effendi that there is no Iraq? The role portrayed by Sharif in 'Lawrence' was that of the first man put in charge of the artificial creation of the British."

"Frodo is very aware of your point. Iraq was India before the birth of Pakistan. Iraq was Yugoslavia, held together only by a tyrannical leader."

"Was, effendi?"

"Well let me turn the tables on you Imam, do you think Iraq is a viable nation-state?"

"Nation-state! Is this a serious question? Iraq is as artificial as the military service record of George W. Bush. Iraq existed only because of the tyranny which one religious group used to persecute another. Once the tyrant no longer existed there was nothing cohesive amongst the peoples."

"Then, Imam, I suppose you question why the Americans would commit so much of their most precious resources to the ideal of 'Freedom' as a unifier?"

"I question nothing effendi. I understand."

"Oh? Would you explain your understanding of that which seems so inexplicable to so much of the world?"

"Effendi, the late astronomer from your Cornell University, Carl Sagan (The Dragons of Eden), wrote that if Aristotle, the greatest thinker of all civilizations, should return to this life today, and were he to continue living to a natural end, that he would not be able to assimilate all of the technological changes which have occurred since his death. He would, however, utilize no more than twenty minutes in order to learn all that Man has learned about human behavior."

"I suppose Imam, that you feel that the 'Neo-Cons' who devised this strategy, despite their scholarly credentials, didn't have a clue about the cause-and-effect of human interaction?"

"Effendi, someday, history books will look at the purveyors of these times in much the same way that we remember the 'White Man's Burden,' 'Manifest Destiny,' and 'Separate But Equal'."

"Peace be with you Imam."

"And you, halfling."

Frodo of the Shire knows the pain of T.E. Lawrence. Frodo Abdullah al-Jimsonweed knows the treachery that befell him.

As Shakespeare implied, it is the same lines spoken only by different actors upon the stage that is Middle Earth.

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Thursday, May 4, 2006

Rock My Soul In The Bosom of Abraham, O Rock My Soul
Mood:

down
Topic: "Crime and Punishment(2)"
"Hear ye, Hear ye, all rise for his Honor Justice Frodo for the Federal District Court of Virginia. God Save this Court and the United States of America."

Justice Frodo used the small stool next to the chair which contained three telephone books. From this regal position he could look down into the eyes of the accused.

"Moose Howie," Frodo began, "you have been found guilty of certain crimes against humanity. It has been deemed by the members of the jury that for these crimes you shall be confined for the remainder of your life without the possibility of parole. You shall be confined in an appropriate Federal facility where you will remain in solitude for 23 hours of each day."

The pseudo-human, Moose Howie, glared back at Frodo without saying a word.

Frodo continued, "Further, this Court will instruct your Jailers to restrict you access to any media of entertainment or information. You will not be allowed visiting privileges except those guaranteed to regulatory agencies who safeguard the treatment of prisoners in civilized societies."

Moose Howie raised his eyes to Frodo and his lips began to part.

"Moose Howie, think carefully about what you are about to say, because these will be the last words you will ever utter that will be heard beyond the confines of the cell in which you will reside from this moment on. You will be outside your cell only to bathe."

The quasi-hominid was suddenly struck by the enormity of the moment, and as he paused, searching for appropriate words, Frodo smiled from ear-to-ear and ended with the following, "Moose Howie, it is the sincere wish of this Court that the bars of soap provided to you when you shower will squirt from your hands each and every day. It is hoped that those with whom you bathe will take full advantage of the opportunity provided to them daily at said moment. That Sir, should give you something to think about the other twenty-three hours of every single day."

Capital punishment be damned.

Posted by loveysdaddyga at 10:16 PM EDT

Updated: Thursday, May 4, 2006 10:19 PM EDT

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Sunday, April 30, 2006

Lookin' For A Lover Who Won't Blow My Cover
Mood:

silly
Topic: "Media is the Message(2)"
Press Secretary Number Three has now reported for duty. Crack National News Reporter Frodo Baggins, seated to the left of Helen Thomas, waves his hand above all others by standing on his chair.

"Mr. Frodo," your hand is highest, so you will have the first question."
"Thank you Mr. Snow-Job. Can you tell us what your Father is doing today, and what his position is on an Excess Profits Tax for Big Oil Companies?"
"My father?"
"Yes, Secretary of the Treasury Mr. Snow-Job. He is your father, isn't he?"
"No that is not correct. We are unrelated."
"You mean that it is sheer happenstance that we not only have two Bushes, but we have two Snow-Jobs in the same Administration?"
"No, Boy you are confused, there is only one Bush, but there are, indeed, two Snow-Jobs, er I mean Snows."
"Now just a darn minute, you mean to tell me that there is only one Bush in the White House?"
"No, what I'm saying is that Former President Bush, who is the father of the current President, is not a member of the current Administration."
"Well duh, what I'm referring to is Laura, whom I believe goes by the moniker 'First Lady'."
"Mr. Frodo, what is your point? Everyone knows that, as the President's wife, Mrs. Bush carries a support role to the President."
"His wife? Well what about Condi calling George her husband? How many wives does Mr. Bush have?"
"I assume that the comment to which you are referring, which took place several months before I came to this office, was merely a slip of the tongue."
"A slip of the tongue? Is that anything like referring to the 'thousands of mistakes' made by the Administration in the implementation of the Pre-emptive War?"
"Well, I believe that Secretary of State Rice clarified that remark to reflect it as a characterization of the imperfection of any human endeavor."
"Characterization? Well, exactly how many mistakes has the Administration made in the implementation of this War?"
"That, Mr. Frodo, is what Secretary of State Rice said would be determined by historians."

"Now that reminds me," said Mr. Snow-Job, "I am today announcing that all further news items will be issued directly to the Faux News Network in order to gave a 'fair and balanced' presentation of the facts. Members of the Press should contact Mr. O'Reilly or Mr. Hannity for the appropriate briefing."
"What? Well, what are you going to be doing, and what happens here?," queried Frodo.
"Excellent question, from now on these briefings will be known as the Historical Perspectives. You all are invited, but be advised that there will be a test after each sesssion, and that a failing grade on more than two daily tests will result in the de-listing of your credentials. We call this 'No Journalist Left Behind.'"
"Mr. Snow-Job, exactly whose idea was this, if I may ask?"
"You may ask."

"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well, whose idea was it?"
"Secretary of State Rice felt that a historical perspective would be of great value to the White House Press Corps."
"Well what did the President have to say?"
"He said 'Yes Dear.'"

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Saturday, April 29, 2006

Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer
Mood:

energetic
Topic: "Cause It's One, (2)"
Pearl Sandow attended 1,889 consecutive Atlanta Braves baseball games in Atlanta between 1966 and 1989. Frodo computes that had she spent an average of $25 for tickets and sundry items at each of those games, Pearl would have invested $47,225 in the Atlanta Braves at the ballpark. Since the Major League Minimum salary is more than four times her total fiscal contribution, it is certainly unsurprising that not a single member of the Braves organization attended her Memorial Service this past Sunday.

One month shy of her 104th Birthday, the unmarried (spinster, if you will) lived most of her life in an apartment in Atlanta, and commuted to both the ballpark and her job at the Department of Housing & Urban Development. Her regular seat was in Section 105, Row 9, Seat #1, and she never missed a Braves home game until she suffered a stroke. The Braves invited her to the ballpark to celebrate her 100th birthday, but that celebration was overshadowed by the conspicuous absence of any representative from the Braves at her Memorial.

Admittedly, the gallant Braves players were in Washington to play a game, but Frodo supposes it must have been deemed unseemly for the General manager, or the Public Relations Director, shoot, why not one of the ballboys, to spend a few minutes with the 50 or so people who gathered in her honor?

At the Memorial, Hot dogs, Crackerjacks, and peanuts were served. Rather than a more traditional hymn, the attendees joined together and sang "Take Me Out to the Ballgame." The body was cremated.

Frodo hopes that her ashes are scattered at Turner Field. Perhaps some part of her will bring a tear to the eye of an Atlanta Brave. Frodo feels the same as Charlie Brown must have felt when Joe Shlabotnik didn't acknowledge his greatest, and only, fan.

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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I'll Never Have That Recipe Again
Mood:

hungry
Topic: "0 Preservative Added"(2)
In November 1962, while the Nation began to exhale over the Cuban Missile Crisis, Mr. Lance Nesta of Waukesha, Wisconsin, was only doing what most of us do when that inevitable gift arrives in the mail. While serving in the US Army in Alaska he received a fruitcake from his two aunts back home in Waukesha, which he promptly set aside without opening. As best he can remember he packed it with the rest of his personal belongings which were all shipped back home to Waukesha when his tour ended several years later.

More than 43 years later, last week in fact, Mr. Nesta was rummaging around in his Mother's attic and happened upon the cake, still in its' original tin and wrapped in paper.

"I was amazed that it hadn't changed at all,"
he said.

Frodo notes that when Professor Howard Carter first glanced inside the Tomb of Tutankhamun ("The Boy King") in 1922, his first words when asked what he saw inside were, "Wonderful things." Frodo additionally notes a certain similarity in Mr. Nesta's reaction to a 43-year-old fruitcake as that of Professor Carter and a 4000-year-old mummified Egyptian Pharoah.

If there is a moral to this small vignette said Frodo, it is "that no matter how you wrap it, neither a politician nor a fruitcake ever seem to change." "In fact," said Frodo, "they both are extremely difficult to swallow."

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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

All We Are Saying Is
Mood:

chatty
Topic: "Give Heath a Chance (2)"
Joshua Chamberlain, later the President of Bowdoin College, and the boys from Maine held the field at Little Round Top in the month of July, 1863. It can be argued that they played a very important role in the preservation of the Union. Frodo is very appreciative.

138 years and 2 months later, in a field in Pennsylvania, a number of other brave men and women sacrificed themselves in a desperate struggle to prevent even greater loss of life in that same Union. Frodo stands, hand on heart, in honor of those brave souls.

People have been coming to both of those places ever since the events that burned them into our collective memory. At Little Round Top, amidst the National Park that is Gettysburg, people come to see where Pickett charged, and Lincoln spoke, and the boys from Maine charged downhill to rout the Alabamians. To the West, in that field, people come to stare at the crater where the creation of Man came into collision with the creation of God. No matter what else happened that day, everyone who comes there remembers the words "Let's roll." The reverent nature of both locations is different however, and that, dear reader, is "the rub."

That crater in that field sits on private land. Proposals have been made for the land to be purchased, jointly, by the United States Government and private donations. The appropriate Committee Chairman of the House of Representatives has taken the position to block the acquisition of the land. Arguing that the United States Government already owns more than enough of our national landscape, and that the private donations are not keeping pace with the commitment, the Congressman (from North Carolina) is acting to safeguard the American taxpayer. The Congressman has, alternatively, suggested that donated money be used to fund scholarships in Memory of those who died in that field on that day.

That Congressman, a Republican, is being challenged for re-election. Mr. Heath Shuler, former quarterback at the University of Tennessee, and the Washington Redskins, is opposing him, as a Democrat. Heath Shuler was an All-American, who received a $17 Million bonus to sign with the Redskins. He was out of football within three years. Frodo feels that he just wasn't good enough.

Frodo doesn't know very much about the campaign being waged by the aspiring Congressperson-to-be, but Frodo would support Mickey Mouse himself if it meant removing from office a Congressman who just doesn't get it.

Frodo doesn't like paying taxes. Frodo likes the idea of providing money for higher education for deserving students. But Frodo knows that it is important to pause and take note of the acts that have inspired the birth and the life of our nation.
It is only fitting that the acreage be acquired, and public access be provided for all of those who want, or need, to reflect on what happened there, on that day, and how much it means.

Frodo will write to Mr. Shuler and he will tell him that he will have the opportunity to represent much more than one small part of North Carolina. He will represent all of us who remember. Frodo, and Mr. Shuler, can use your help.

Let's roll.

Posted by loveysdaddyga at 9:21 PM EDT

Updated: Friday, April 28, 2006 10:32 PM EDT

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Sunday, April 23, 2006

Six Days On The Road And I'm Gonna Make It Home Tonight
Mood:

caffeinated
Topic: "Frodo And Truckers (2)"
Air Transportation in Middle Earth is managed almost as well as it is designed. That, more than anything else, explains why nearly every Airline is either in Chapter XI Bankruptcy, planning to file, or is recently released. The management of these entities could be in the White House, and everybody would still think we are led by stumblebums.

Atlanta is home to the most heavily-traveled airport in all the world, with only Chicago as a serious contender as number two. Atlanta is also home to Delta Airlines, once the crown jewel of efficiency, customer satisfaction, and corporate vision. Frodo and Sam, on the advice of Clark Howard, and based on their own experience, have now returned from their round-trip to visit Bilbo for Birthday Number 88, via Southwest Airlines in-and-out of Birmingham, Alabama. They saved more than $500, and they were not threatened by a pilots' strike. That would not have been the case had they flown via the more convenient surroundings of Delta and its' "Hub" system out of Atlanta.

Frodo and Sam parked their motorcar in the remote lots at Birmingham, and paid the $56 fee when they departed Birmingham last evening. They had landed at the ungodly hour of 12:15 AM CDT, and headed directly home to the Shire, where they arrived at the pre-dawn awakenings of 4:30 AM EDT. It cost about $350 to keep Mick (the Wonder Dog), Fiona, and Georgia at Camp Kennel, and another $100 for Miss Ellyn to watch over Mr. Beau Neau and Sydney. So, by driving to Birmingham and departing non-stop via Southwest, the maintenance of the non-traveling members of the Shire was covered. The dodo-heads at Delta don't have a clue.

Aside from the management issues, Frodo and Sam were alone on an Interstate Highway in the American South in the middle of the night, again. The radio is an absolute dream of long-forgotten ballads and harmonious outpourings from artists of the genre. The fellow travelers are law enforcement officers and truckers. As Frodo approached one from the rear he would ensure that he was within the 10 MPH "grace limit" and continue his trek eastward, with a nervous Sam encouraging him not to risk the ire of Alabama's finest.

The Truckers are a different story, and Frodo remembered an erstwhile "rule of the road." When approaching from the rear, and once in the left lane to pass, it is polite to blink onto high beam for just a moment to signal the long-hauler that one is about to pass. Once you have cleared the long-hauler, he/she will blink onto high beam to tell you that you are clear to return to the right-hand lane.

Frodo has not practiced this in more than thirty years, but last night, on I-20, he did so, and about one out of every three truckers responded. "The times," as Bob Dylan sang just outside Pell City, "they are a' changin'." Frodo sang all of the words with Arlo Guthrie, and Sam smiled at the "Native Son." And, if the mood strikes you, there is always a "Waffle House" nearby, and someone to say "Come in dahlin', sit a spell."

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