Friendship and freedom are earned and learned...

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A few of my close friends have recently called me out of my quiet re: the very dark and hurtful clouds that have passed over us these past few weeks. Without nitpicking details, they encouraged me (actually kind of insisted) I step up to the plate and share my truth and my story. So okay, here goes...*

I consider myself a blessed man. I have a wonderful (extended) family and many friends. They are of many faiths and beliefs and were born here or immigrated here and collectively represent roots that reach back to almost every known people and place on this earth, our one and only home.

They represent a rainbow of heritage, customs, cultures, and color. They may be considered white, black, brown, yellow, or red and every conceivable mixture thereof, but I simply call them my friends and loved one’s because that’s what they are to me. I’m not colorblind, we all come from somewhere and the river of life is a long one.

Many are married raising children, many are retired. Several are single, divorced, on their 2nd or 3rd marriage, and some are LBGT. They are artists, writers, small business owners, doctors and dentists. They are military, police, and fire, and other first responders of every kind to emergency when we need them. Some are janitors and store clerks, musicians and teachers, truck drivers, entrepreneurs, engineers, and many work in the real estate and title industry because that’s where I’ve been for the past 30 years.

Some are rich, most are not, and a few I know are currently homeless. Some live in mansions, most do not, and a few live in trailer parks. I’m proud to call them all friends, and not lightly so, because they are all good people and like me they just want to be happy, find some peace, and enjoy life in these the United States of America, land of the free.

They are generous, caring, and pay their taxes. They obey the law and contribute not only to family, friends, and neighbors, but to those in the community they don’t even know, just because they need a hand up and the help.

I have to be careful in these times because I have a tendency towards the empath. With the horrendous happenings and hyperbolic media (including  the social media) hype, I can only take so much then I withdraw and get quiet. It really shakes me up and I simply can’t process it.

But I refuse to go to the dark side.

I appreciate the encouragement to get me out of my quiet and to my often silent truth, though I admit it kind of scares me. I do believe good karma begets good karma and I practice that each and every day in my own way.

As a 66 year old white guy I well remember a different crazy fearful time, the late 1960s and early 1970s. We got through it all somehow, but media then and the ultra-right talking heads were puking all over us that we were but a total loser stoner generation of dropped out hippies. What we actually were was the younger generation and we stood for peace. Most of us were just collectively saying, 'let’s just try to love each other and give peace a chance'.

If you’re of a certain age you’ll remember the extreme backlash that was stirred up over John Lennon’s release of Imagine. Seriously? It was simply a ‘what if’  love song to one and all... I was there. I remember... It had nothing to do with any kind of upset to the world order or destroying our God given right to capitalism. We weren't trying to destroy anything. It simply put forth the question, just Imagine if it were different and we got it, we really didn’t need anything but each other.

It’s not just about race. Haters are haters and history teaches us they have existed for a very long time. Unfortunately and obviously recent events show us haters are still here and among us.

These recent terrible events bring up memories and conjure up a different crazy time for me. I recall a night after band practice in Burien in 1967. I got run off the road and literally got the shit kicked out of me by some skinheads because I had long hair and displayed a peace symbol decal in the window of my car. I’m white. They were white.

In 1970 I was playing a gig at a bar in Algona. This big drunk guy wearing a 10 gallon cowboy hat comes up to me and demands we play a song we didn’t know. “What’s your name, anyway?” My name is Rene. “That’s a girls name you faggit,” and he lunges straight at me with fists to fury. I was playing bass that night and quickly turned and aimed the neck straight at him. Jumping off the stage I popped him mid chest with all my might and knocked the wind out of him and he dropped to the dance floor. Yay for me! I’m white. He was white, and a F’n redneck.

One night in the early 80s I got roughed up pretty good by three guys who jumped out of a car while we were walking down Broadway on Capitol Hill, Seattle. They yelled many obscenities and took some swings. They obviously didn’t know this kid was a scrapper from Renton. I grew up on the ‘other side’ of town and stood my ground, so they jumped in their piece of shit car and sped off... I’m white. She was black. They were pasty white wearing black and chain with extremely spiky rainbow mohawks. Quite a site!

To be fair, because haters have no ethnic boundaries, I was in the Central District one late night in 1968 to enjoy and support a performance of live music by my black friends. Oh, did I mention the alto sax player was the token white guy? Totally awesome Funk band they were! I stepped outside to have a smoke and four gangbangers were going to teach this honky a good lesson for being in their hood. Thank goodness for my good friend Big John, 6’6”, 300+ pounds, the bouncer. He literally grabbed me by the collar and whisked me back inside and saved my ass! I’m white. They were black. Big John was way bigger and black.

A friend in need is a friend indeed!

I was at a party in Auburn back in my just after RHS high school days. Eduardo insisted I be there because his family wanted me to attend. It was at a rental hall and a wonderful evening with live mariachi music, dancing, and food. I even sat in on a few tunes. Yet, there were some cholo’s out back smoking chains and pounding drinks. When I came by they were making secret Spanish (they thought) and talking about what they should do with this guero when he left. Really? I told Eddie and he and several guys, my friends, escorted me safely to my car and watched me drive off. I’m white. My dear friends were Latino. The Cholo’s were Latino.

Actually I haven’t thought about these encounters for decades. I could go on with several more but I think the point is more than made. Life lessons taught me good people are simply that, good people, and no matter their religion, color, or culture, they are or they are not, good people.

I choose my friends because of their heart, not their color, job, or religion. Friendship and freedom are earned and learned and most of us get that with mutual respect. Social media connects us and just because a few take to the bully pulpit and spread lies, fear, and hatred doesn’t mean we should stop connecting. In fact, we’re better for it if we make these connections count even more.

Yet let me say this, I will unfriend any and all who spam my walls with prejudice, bigotry, idiocy, stupidity and feed the beast of hatred. I have an absolute zero tolerance policy. And that goes for stupid unfounded bullshit accusations in the political arena too... Feel free to express your opinions, I love them and feel no need to agree, if they’re well intended. But if they’re unfounded, cruel, and/or malicious, well, XXXXXXXXXX and bye bye...

So much about people freaking out these days is dealing with change. It has accelerated and we’re not done yet, in fact it's just beginning. I’m sure you’ve noticed. That’s not going to stop anytime soon. We’re all naked now. It’s not my fault. I’m adjusting too.

One of the most absolutely amazing revelations in our time is the Human Genome Project (HGP). While decoding the genetic DNA puzzle it was unexpectedly found that there really is no such thing as race. Skin color and physical features are just variations of our same species, mostly created by the tribes hyper local gene pool and its location and climate over time.

Absolutely everyone alive today on this planet can be genetically traced directly in an unbroken line on their mother’s side to Mitochondrial Eve. This convergence back to the one (not biblical) Eve mother happened between 100k and 200k years ago. Yes, there were other mothers then, but Eve is the only one to produce a direct unbroken female line all the way to now. So literally speaking, like it or not, no matter who you are, what your color, your faith, or where your roots originate on this planet, we’re family.

So give Mom some love, because she’s my mom too!

In closing, in the infamous words of my late father while playing and bickering during a neighborhood pickup baseball game in the vacant lot next door, preteen, 1959, “Goddamn it you guy’s! What the Hell! Jesus Christ! Why can’t you all just get along and stop the fighting? I’m telling you right now if you don’t knock it off there’s gonna be some hell to pay and some sore rear ends too, because I’ll be talking to your dad.”

We got along...

 

*Originally blurted out via my personal Facebook page, July 10, 2016 with just a little tiny bit of editing to correct a few grammatical errors and stuff and to hopefully better articulate and clarify a few points... Need I apologize for the way Dad used to actually speak frequently to our lord and savior back in the day? I would hope not. Much of my life I disagreed him. Today, I miss his his love and opinion.

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Carla Muss-Jacobs, RETIRED
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The violence is created on purpose.  The manipulation is for a purpose.  False flags are raised, and lowered, to fulfill and fuel the ongoing wars.   I'm actually sick of it. It's predictable, controlled and spoon fed through the mass hysteria media.  I don't need to pretend it's a coincidence.  It is not.  It is deliberate, timed, programmed and planned.  It has gone on before, and will continue to go on.  People are scared, frightened and it's done on purpose --make us fearful, then we turn to someone (outside ourselves) to make us feel better about whatever it is that just blew up.  The adult in us ceases to exist and we turn to some pupper that is put in place to provide protection, to tuck us in at night.   Who controls the airwaves will tell you who controls the bile we're being fed. I turned my TV off 5 days . . . and counting.  I do not listen to it anymore . . . the news is not reality.  It is a contrived set of formulaic programs . . . cut to commercial.  Stop making this the "news" and guess what will happen?  The wars and rumor of wars won't light the dragon's eyes.  Extra, Extra read all about it, and newspapers get sold and editors become rich.  The Pittock Mansion, here in Portland, is a fine example of the medium of the day . . . the newspaper was nothing more than "news" and advertisements.   Mr. & Mrs. Pittock became rather well off selling "news" and advertisements.  They made us scared, so we bought guns.  Now we have too many guns, so the government has to make us scared so they can confiscate them.  The news plays to our fears . .  if it bleeds it leads.  And that's all it is today . . . the "news," which really isn't . . . it's the ongoing theme of death, war, divide and conquer, oh and while they're at it, sell some commericals.   Cain don't know the answer, he keeps a sword by his side . . . Ecclesiastes 1:9

Jul 15, 2016 08:09 AM #11
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Thanks Dick Greenberg ... More acting instead of reacting is a good deal of it, don't you think! We're so bombarded with bad news these days. Ironically, sad but true, media seems to recognize its not working so their solution is to amp it up and give us even more grewsome presentations more often. Not that I don't want to know what's going on in the world, but they 'the news media' seem to pore gas on the fire at every opportunity. Peace and Love!

Jul 15, 2016 09:52 AM #12
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Thanks Myrl Jeffcoat and thank you for the feature! A little bluer in tone than my usual voice, but it just didn't read authentic without... 

Jul 15, 2016 09:53 AM #13
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I agree Carla Muss-Jacobs, Principal Broker (503) 810-7192 and I'm not a conspiracy dude... The very reason I've turned away from the news on tv and radio... Even NPR is wearing me out through it's brow beating repition of ever worsening news. I like your phrase, The wars and rumor of wars won't light the dragon's eyes. And it seems all major media is like the rags you see at the grocery store checkout lane... Really? This is what you say to us? Obviously, you (meaning them) have a very low opinion of us. 

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                                          thank you Rene Fabre 

Jul 16, 2016 10:57 AM #15
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Good morning Rene Fabre ,

I'm so glad Kathy Streib featured your post in her "Ah-ha" moments for the week. I missed your post and so glad I got read it this morning. I related to your post like many others and feel like Dick Greenberg commented.."we have to knock it off" if we are to find a solution to peace.

Jul 16, 2016 09:50 PM #16
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Good morning Rene. We have made some progress but have such a long way to go! And our parents aren't here to set us straight! Enjoy your day!

Jul 16, 2016 10:15 PM #17
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Good morning Rene. Your stories touched me and reminded me of times I experienced. It is a scry time today and I do my best to be good and do good. Terrific post.

Jul 16, 2016 11:21 PM #18
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Thank you for sharing your story. Friendship and freedom are indeed earned, and as you pointed out, we're all related in some way. I'm glad this was featured by Kathy - I had missed it!

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Hi Rene Fabre - I do remember a day, a long time ago in a galaxy far away, when we were Americans. Now we are African-America, Asian-American, Hispanic-American, Native-American or white-American.  Until we put "American" in front of all other racial and ethnic monikers, we will continue down the rabbit hole. Diversity is what made this country great. Let's use it to make us stronger instead of using it to divide us.  

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History tends to repeat itself.  Now the media news advocate we have a racialism issue again.  I think our president should focus on more urgent issues and allow local authorities do their job.

 

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Thanks for the 'Ah-ha moment' feature Kathy Streib... Much appreciated! 

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Hi Dorie Dillard ... Thank you! We do need to knock it off... and we do need to participate if we're going to have any peace and  prosperity. We have many things kind of out of whack today, but that's not to say we're coming undone. There's many things right about us, the USA, we just need to keep our attention on what's really important, each other...

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Hi Wayne Martin ... Thanks! Indeed, it's a journey and there's always progress to be made. You too, enjoy the day!

Jul 17, 2016 02:31 AM #24
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Thanks Sheila Anderson !.. When I stop and unplug I remind myself not to live in fear, be thankful, and share the good... 

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Thanks Kat Palmiotti !.. I find the fact that we all share some DNA back 100+k years pretty fascinating. It does present us with a different perspective on life.

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Thank you Sheri Sperry - MCNE !.. You say it very well and this was the premise of my post and you nailed it! :O) We're all Americans!

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Agreed Sam Shueh and probably the major catalyst for me blurting out this post. Having been around in the 60s and going through life trying to make a difference these recent tragedies kind of took my wind away. It, for me, kind of took away all the progress we've made... But I remind myself to carry on, there's still work to do, and all is not loss because I know so many wonderful people. We just rarely ever hear about them in the media. Thanks!

Jul 17, 2016 02:43 AM #28
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Rene Fabre - I'm glad you commented on my post and that Kathy Streib featured your post too! It's because of Kathy, that I'm reading your post today.  You touched on many nerves that have bothered me too. I also grew up in the 60's and 70's with all that civil unrest and violence like Dick Greenberg . My freshman year of H.S. was the first year of busing. Anyone who grew up in Chicago knows about Cabrini Green, the roughest, toughest Project that was built in the city. Those were the girls that got bused to my high school. We didn't call each other names, other than by our first names. We did not hate each other. We were focused on getting through school and graduating together! But outdoors, we experienced gun shots, the smell of gun power, baseball bat bashing of heads and we, the girls from the project and the girls from my school sang "Let there be Peace on Earth and we held hands and had candle vigils too. We considered each other friends and wrote loving notes in our year book. 

As Sheri Sperry - MCNE mentioned, we were ALL Americans without labels of ethnicity, religion, or race. We were the same, growing up in the melting pot of diversity, children of immigrants,  blue collar fathers, hobos living in our alleys, and my father never hesitated to drop money in their hats, cans, whatever, he gave more to the homeless than to the church. The children I grew up with, most were fatherless and their mothers worked as janitors, cleaning ladies and we did not discriminate. We played with each other on the streets of Chicago. And we played volley-ball and yes the girls from Cabrini Green were much better at sports and we cheered for each other, especially when we were on the same team.  

But back to you --- your post was so powerful, well written, courageous and on point! You socked it to me and I say thank you! Yours is an article that can be published. Again, I'm grateful Kathy included you for this week's ah-ha' moments. If it hadn't been for Kathy, I would have missed it and thanks to you, you got to mine first to prompt me to go to your blog, without knowing we were feeling the same thoughts in a very different way. 

Hey Rene! "Let there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me!!!"

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Wish I could say so many things about this great post, Rene Fabre ..

Love this statement ---

"It’s not just about race. Haters are haters and history teaches us they have existed for a very long time. "

They have no religion!

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