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February 6, 2011

Ocean Boulders

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 9:07 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the great island of Nantucket!  Happy Sunday morning to you and yours from the star filled skies of Osterville, as the wind was howling last night, so much so, it knocked the power out.  How am I writing this commentary you might ask?–Divine intervention.  The Lord works in mysterious ways.  So, today, marks the American tradition of watching 3 million dollar thirty second advertising spots on whatever station is broadcasting the 45th Superbowl, a football match up between the Greenbay Packers and the Pittsburgh Steelers, two of the original squads of the National Football League.  Regardless of the commercialization of the game, I still love the pomp and circumstance of the “big game”, although it means a whole lot less to me now than when I sat watching the Denver Broncos playing the Dallas Cowboys–living with my family in Petaluma, California, age 13–watching the game with my “Orange Crush” soda, accompanied by my Dad and Grandpa.  Being born in Denver, I routed for the Broncos of course.  But, I had several favorite teams, as I recall the San Francisco 49′ers beating those same Cowboys and then winning the Superbowl again, a few years later, during their dynasty, while coming from behind to beat the Cincinnati Bengals 22 years ago when I was a young corporate “executive”, playing the role of a group rep, schlepping insurance products for my employer, “The Prudential”, yes, the Prudential, offering overpriced health insurance to employers and their employees since the birth of Jesus Christ himself.  Oh, those were the days, living with three drunken Long Island roommates, while trying to keep a long distance relationship alive with a girl I met on Martha’s Vineyard only a year prior, as she had returned to her native Michigan to finish up her Senior year at Michigan State.  I remember her flying out from Detroit to watch that game and I can tell you from experience, if I knew now what I didn’t know then, I probably would not have made that “executive decision” to quit my job, buy a used VW Scirocco, and drive to Detroit to get married, youth is great, but it lacks the 20/20 vision of hindsight, I loved her though and wish her well in her travels.  Ah, the Superbowl, bringing back memories that will last a lifetime, as I recall a Superbowl, much later in that relationship, where I was now alone, living in Beacon Hill, working for UNUM Corporation in the financial district of Boston, Post Office Square to be exact, Milk street if you really must pry about such a painful experience, where I enjoyed the game with some of my pals from the University of Vermont, who lived and worked in Boston, watching, um, who cares, and thinking to myself as everyone laughed madly at the then 700,000 dollar commercials, “what the hell am I doing here?” Good times, good times.  So today, possessing no real interest in who is in the game, or who will win it, I can just sit back and enjoy, or rather observe, the radical change this country has reflected over the past 45 years, in the music, the dance, the style of dress, the politics, the state of the world, as well as the rapidly changing “weather phenomenon”, simply by tuning in and breaking down the message.  And what a volume of messages it really IS.  For the Superbowl, is as much a barometer of our life and times in this here US of A, perhaps even more so, than the annual ‘State of the Union’ speech by the President of the United States, just look at the ratings.  Every year it acts as a national “time out”, allowing for the average American to create the carnival like atmosphere that acts as a great distraction to the otherwise crazy world we live in now, a world that sometimes feels like it is falling apart at the seams, when, in fact, it is just turbulence, such as what you experience on a plane, AIR, that will not, or can not, break the plane apart.  So sit back America, mark the day, and ENJOY, we may not have Madden anymore, but we have “The Jersey Shore”, starring “Snooky”, who recently was at a northeastern airport, blanketed by “reporters”, when the Senator of her state walked by, made an attempt to say hello, but received no response, as Snooky was deeply involved in a tweet of some sort, or shopping on line via her i phone, attempting to purchase some class.  Who says the United States is not number one anymore, when we have so much in the way of entertaining shows like “The Jersey Shore”, “Real Housewives of Orange County”, and “Sarah Palin’s Alaska”?–GOD HELP US ALL. Peace be with the people of Egypt today, and may that same peace come upon the Middle East, finding a path to the “Liberty” that we all seek, and some, already have. Have a blessed Sunday folks!    PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

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