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December 24, 2015

A CHRISTMAS CAROL HOLIDAY QUIRKY BLOG 2015 bY Calvin Schwartz December 24th 2015 1:11pm

Filed under: November 2009 — Tags: A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens, Food Bank of Monmouth & Ocean Counties, homelessness, hunger, NJDiscover — earthood @ 3:01 pm

A CHRISTMAS CAROL HOLIDAY QUIRKY BLOG 2015 bY Calvin Schwartz December 24^th 2015 1:11pm

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snow man

It’s always complicated for me writing a holiday blog; emotions run all over the place. Holiday movies fuel the energy of my creativity and wisp me around mostly Jersey memories. A few minutes ago, I watched “Miracle on 34^th Street” with Maureen O’Hara and child actress Natalie Wood. The movie was made in 1947. The black and white film depicted post war life in New York City perfectly. I said to my wife how much I loved and appreciated the writing of the movie. How perfect an ending to see ostensibly, Kris Kringle’s cane; it makes you believe in everything about the movie. A few years ago after watching “The Wizard of Oz,” for the 44^th time, I realized it would’ve been a perfect ending if Dorothy was wearing the RUBY slippers back in Kansas after she woke up. Oh well; back to the holidays.

The Ghost of Christmas Present reveals to Scrooge two emaciated children, clinging to his robes, and names the boy as ‘Ignorance’ and the girl as ‘Want’.

at the Food Bank of Monmouth and Ocean County

Right after I’m finished writing this blog, I’ll hop on my exercise bike and pedal full throttle for 90 minutes while watching “A Christmas Carol.” How I look forward to Christmas Eve and Alastair Sim as Scrooge. Christmas has poignant meanings for me. I celebrate Christmas in my own way. In my first novel, ‘Vichy Water,’ my main character, Elvin, goes to Power, Montana on Christmas Eve for Midnight Mass. Funny thing, it’s on my bucket list as well but that is a very long story. But there is an extant year- long meaning of Christmas for me; it involves awareness and proactivity with homelessness and hunger. This too is a long story. Perhaps I can explain a bit with reference to one of my favorite movies(holiday and all year), ‘A Christmas Carol’ starring Alastair Sim from 1951.

on assignment with NJ Discover LIVE radio/TV co-host Tara-Jean Vitale at Tent City Lakewood where 100 homeless people lived.

There have been a number of actors playing Scrooge. For me it’s only Alastair Sim. The tech noir film ambiance lends itself perfectly to the time Charles Dickens wrote the novella in 1843. A few things about the movie still hold on to my soul. The Ghost of Christmas Present reveals to Scrooge two emaciated children, clinging to his robes, and names the boy as ‘Ignorance’ and the girl as ‘Want’. The spirit warns Scrooge, “Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.”, dramatizing the book’s social message.

Here’s where the movie’s theme gets relevant, timely and fascinating. “Want” is a powerful force. In 1843, people wanted and needed. Of course Scrooge asked, “Are there no work-houses?” In 1980, there were 40 Food Pantries/Food Banks in America and today there are 40,000; a devastatingly incomprehensible example of want and need beyond most of our comprehension. A dollar donated to a food bank can buy three meals. Last week, this factoid about the low prices of gas was published and astonished me. Because of the low price of gas (fuel) America is saving $350 million a day. I played around with the numbers. If all of us took $1 of savings a week and donated to local food banks, can you imagine what a special Christmas season and all year for up to 50 million Americans who are hungry?

one of my favorite improv Christmas pixs. I got a chance to play a large red elf on Asbury Park Boardwalk

http://mic.com/articles/85541/nasa-study-concludes-when-civilization-will-end-and-it-s-not-looking-good-for-us#.VjOCwS6Mi

“It is an independent study by university researchers utilizing research tools developed for a separate NASA activity.” There are five risk factors for societal collapse (population, climate, water, agriculture and energy). The report says that the sudden downfall of complicated societal structures can follow when these factors converge to form two important criteria. “The two key solutions are to reduce economic inequality so as to ensure fairer distribution of resources, and to dramatically reduce resource consumption by relying on less intensive renewable resources and reducing population growth.” What does this all mean to me in this Holiday blog? Dickens was enduringly smart. Want is the root of so many problems. The holidays should be a good time for all us Earth inhabitants to look at the less fortunate; a powerful message of the season.

As a journalist and human, nearly three years ago, I became involved with Tent City in Lakewood, New Jersey where 100 homeless humans lived in tents for up to 12 years because Ocean County had no provision for the homeless. Then two years ago, I became involved with the Food Bank of Monmouth and Ocean Counties, writing several articles about hunger and “want” and need. Then I went to an all-day event in Red Bank dealing with hunger. Then there’s Dickens in 1843 warning about ‘Want’ and I say to myself nothing has changed here on earth and in America since 1843. Want and Ignorance and Hunger not only exist but have grown in scope from 40 to 40,000.

Scrooge on Christmas Morning

On a more upbeat(after all it’s the holidays) extraction from the movie; the scene on Christmas morning when Scrooge wakes up and realizes he’s still alive and can change the course of his life by being a better, giving, and grateful human. The sheer joy and excitement of revelation propels Scrooge to stand on his head on a sofa which is priceless. Later on, I love what he says to Bob Cratchit, “I haven’t lost my senses, I’ve come to them.” Therefore I’ve added this scene to my bucket list. Someday I’ll come to that moment of sheer joy and find reason to stand on my head; hopefully on a morning local television program. Scrooge and I are about the same age so if he can stand on his head so can I. If we could move in the right direction fighting hunger and homelessness, I’d stand on my head.

It’s the holidays which are full of dreams and wide-eyed children. I’m wide eyed right now finishing this blog and wishing everyone the same thing Tiny Tim wished.

Have a Merry Happy Healthy Wondrous

Calvin Schwartz, writer, co –host NJ Discover Live, co-host, Rock on Radio with Danny Coleman and citizen of New Jersey , USA

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December 16, 2014

MY HOLIDAY BLOG 2014: Holiday Movies, ‘A Christmas Carol’ and 40,000 Food Pantries and America Saves $350 Million a Day on Low Cost of Fuel. December 16th 2014 Calvin Schwartz

Filed under: November 2009 — Tags: A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens, Food Bank of Monmouth & Ocean Counties, March of the Wooden Soldiers, Tent City, Tiny Houses — earthood @ 5:27 pm

MY HOLIDAY BLOG 2014: Holiday Movies, ‘A Christmas Carol’ and 40,000 Food Pantries and America Saves $350 Million a Day on Low Cost of Fuel. December 16^th 2014 Calvin Schwartz

A bucket list thing for me. I was one of Santa’s elves at 6’5″ on the Asbury Park Boardwalk. This pix was all improv.

It’s complicated for me writing a holiday blog; emotions run all over the place. Holiday movies fuel the energy of creativity and magic carpet me around my Garden State memories. Soon I’ll bring up some points about Dickens’ ‘A Christmas Carol’ that are hauntingly real and timeless. I love this time of year; the spirit behind the holiday with its giving, sense of family, togetherness and awareness of poor and less fortunate. I treasure every moment of holiday absorption and begin listening to the season’s music the day after Thanksgiving; Sirius Channel 17, 106.7,Time-Life Treasury of Christmas Music and You Tube. I get around.

I decided to do my holiday blog today; it’s supposed to snow this weekend and maybe I’ll get a chance to use a snow blower; I’ve reached that age of obviating shoveling. On Thanksgiving, I start to gear up for the holidays and watch ‘March of the Wooden Soldiers’ with Laurel and Hardy. I’ve been watching that movie for over 60 years, the last 24 with my son just as I watched with my father.

For me, that movie kicks off the Christmas season and imparts lessons about life, togetherness and family and living in a shoe. My thoughts about the movie’s meaning; I think the movie shows an early example of robots (wooden soldiers) being used productively by humans. The movie (from 1934) was a pioneer in other relevant areas such as animal rights by harshly depicting the banishing of pig-nappers to Bogeyland. The film also deals with a powerful contemporary issue of affordable housing or as they’re newly called, tiny houses for the homeless. Even as we speak, New Jersey is wrestling with legislation to provide tiny houses for homeless; the legislation in part promulgated by homeless advocate and friend Sherry Rubel. ( https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/create-and-sign-law-national-homeless-protection-bill-rights/pSC3VxqM) One more staggering homeless fact: The National Center on Family Homelessness calculates that nearly 2.5 million American children were homeless at some point in 2013. Back to the movie: The three pigs lived in tiny houses in Toyland in the film. I’m into pig issues since I’ve not eaten anything with four legs since 1975 so I’m cognizant about their plight as a species.

Moving on to one of my favorite movies (holiday and all year), ‘A Christmas Carol’ starring Alastair Sim from 1951. There have been a number of actors playing Scrooge. For me it’s only Alastair Sim. The tech noir film ambiance lends itself perfectly to the time Charles Dickens wrote the novella in 1843. A few things about the movie still hold on to my soul. The Ghost of Christmas Present reveals to Scrooge two emaciated children, clinging to his robes, and names the boy as ‘Ignorance’ and the girl as ‘Want’. The spirit warns Scrooge, “Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.”, dramatizing the book’s social message.

Scrooge right before he stands on his head Christmas morning with Mrs Dilber watching.

WANT and Ignorance. It seems nothing has changed since 1843

Continuing Charles Dickens’ theme of “WANT” in the movie ‘A Christmas Carol’, I bring to this blog the news about a report that NASA had some involvement in: “NASA Study Concludes When Civilization Will End, And It’s Not Looking Good for Us.” “It is an independent study by university researchers utilizing research tools developed for a separate NASA activity.” There are five risk factors for societal collapse (population, climate, water, agriculture and energy). The report says that the sudden downfall of complicated societal structures can follow when these factors converge to form two important criteria. “The two key solutions are to reduce economic inequality so as to ensure fairer distribution of resources, and to dramatically reduce resource consumption by relying on less intensive renewable resources and reducing population growth.” What does this all mean to me in this Holiday blog? Dickens was enduringly smart. Want is the root of so many problems. The holidays should be a good time for all us Earth inhabitants to look at the less fortunate; a powerful message of the season.

A great scene from Holiday classic ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’

At the Food Bank

On a more upbeat(after all it’s the holidays) extraction from the movie; the scene on Christmas morning when Scrooge wakes up and realizes he’s still alive and can change the course of his life by being a better, giving, and grateful human. The sheer joy and excitement of revelation propels Scrooge to stand on his head on a sofa which is priceless.Later on, I love what he says to Bob Cratchit, “I haven’t lost my senses, I’ve come to them.” Therefore I’ve added this scene to my bucket list. Someday I’ll come to that moment of sheer joy and find reason to stand on my head; hopefully on a morning local television program. Scrooge and I are about the same age so if he can stand on his head so can I. If we could move in the right direction fighting hunger and homelessness, I’d stand on my head.

It’s the holidays which are full of dreams and wide-eyed children. I’m wide eyed right now finishing this blog and wishing everyone the same thing Tiny Tim wished.

Have a Merry Happy Healthy Wondrous.

Calvin

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December 17, 2013

CALVIN SCHWARTZ: My Christmas Holiday 2013 Blog: ‘A Christmas Carol’ Starring Alastair Sim; Why It’s Still Timeless. Eyewitness to a New Classic Christmas song: Introducing ‘The Big Man,’ Clarence Clemons recorded song ‘There’s Still Christmas.’ December 17, 2013

Filed under: November 2009 — Tags: A Christmas Carol, Alastair Sim, Charles Dickens, Christmas, Clarence Clemons, Food Bank of Monmouth and Ocean County, It's a Wonderful Life, March of the Wooden Soldiers, Tent City, There's Still Christmas — earthood @ 6:39 pm

me and my holiday snowman

I decided to do my Holiday blog; it’s snowing outside but it’ll turn to rain and wash away hopes of using a new holiday motivated snow blower. Sentimentality always grips me this time of year as the holidays abound with spirit, tradition and memories. On Thanksgiving, I start to gear up for the holidays and watch ‘March of the Wooden Soldiers’ with Laurel and Hardy. I’ve been watching that movie for over 60 years, the last 23 with my son just as I watched with my father.

For me it kicks off the Christmas season and imparts lessons about life, togetherness and family and living in a shoe. My thoughts about the movie’s meaning; I think the movie shows an early example of robots (wooden soldiers) being used productively by humans. The movie (from 1934) was a pioneer in other relevant areas such as animal rights by harshly depicting the banishing of pig-nappers to Bogeyland. The film also deals with a powerful contemporary issue of affordable housing or as they’re newly called, tiny houses for the homeless. The three pigs lived in tiny houses in Toyland in the film. I’m into pig issues since I’ve not eaten anything with four legs since 1975 so I’m cognizant about their plight as a species.

Stan and Ollie with one of the early robots (wooden soldier)

The movie is powerful stuff; it transports me back to Newark in simpler times of rotary phones and only seven black and white television channels. I still remember my old phone number; one number off from a local Chinese Restaurant. We used to get quite a few phone orders for take-out chow mein; no further comment.

Scrooge on Christmas morning. Of course played by Alastair Sim. how i love his performance

As a journalist and human, nearly two years ago, I became involved with Tent City in Lakewood, New Jersey where 100 homeless humans have been living in tents for up to 12 years because Ocean County has no provision for the homeless. Then a year ago I became involved with the Food Bank of Monmouth and Ocean Counties, writing several articles about hunger and “want” and need. Then I went to an all-day event in Red Bank dealing with hunger. In 1980 there were 40 food banks and pantries for the hungry in America; today there are 40,000 with 50 million hungry Americans. Then there’s Dickens in 1843 warning about ‘Want’ and I say to myself nothing has changed here on earth and in America since 1843. Want and Ignorance and Hunger not only exist but grow in scope.

On a more upbeat extraction from the movie; the scene on Christmas morning when Scrooge wakes up and realizes he’s still alive and can change the course of his life by being a better, giving, and grateful human. The sheer joy and excitement of revelation causes Scrooge to stand on his head on a sofa which is priceless. I love when he says to Mrs.Dilber, “I haven’t lost my senses, I’ve come to them.” Therefore I’ve added this scene to my bucket list. Someday I’ll come to that moment of sheer joy and find reason to stand on my head; hopefully on a certain morning television program. Scrooge and I are about the same age so if he can stand on his head so can I.

Its A Wonderful Life’s Clarence the angel.

Finally, last year through the magic of synchronicity and holiday spirit I came to interview Dennis Bourke(melody) and Jim Nuzzo (arranger) who helped bring the Clarence Clemons Christmas song “There’s Still Christmas” to our radar screens and Youtube etc. Yes, Clarence Clemons recorded this amazing song back in 1981. So a few years after he passed, he is still giving magic and his ‘bigness’ to us; the makings of another holiday classic; just like all the holiday Christmas movies I’ve talked about. Here is my article from last year telling the story of this song. And please check out the link to listen to “There’s Still Christmas.”

A long time ago in another state, in another city (which has alternate side of the street parking), I was aimlessly flicking television channels with an antiquated remote when I caught the black and white beginning of a movie that I’d never seen, “It’s A Wonderful Life.” It was early autumn. Within a few minutes, I was drawn into the mystique and charm of this movie; throw an angel into storyline and I’m hooked for the long haul. I loved the movie’s message; about friends, family and dreams. The movie became a Christmas classic but not for many years after it was made in 1946. It was actually released in the summer that year and bombed at the box office.

Clarence Clemons

When I finished watching the movie, I wondered why this wasn’t a classic with its timeless message of Christmas spirit, incredible cast and storytelling. Over the next few years, Ronald Reagan became President and the movie began surfacing on television during the holiday season with uncanny frequency. I said to myself, “I knew it would find itself holiday time;” and did it ever. Back in the Garden State, in the early eighties, a few weeks before Christmas on a Saturday afternoon, I was flicking channels again with a more modern remote and stumbled upon “It’s A Wonderful Life” on six different channels at the same time, staggered so that you could see the ending if you were so moved; six times. “Atta boy Clarence,” Jimmy Stewart (George Bailey) says near the end; witness to the multi decade birth of a Christmas classic movie. Television stations today conspire to only do one showing per season; but it’s still a certifiable classic. Segue to the title of this article, ‘Eyewitness to a new classic Christmas song.’ By the way, I find it particularly haunting in my microcosmic synchronistic world that the angel in this movie is Clarence, and I’m writing about Clarence (Clemons). Hmmm!!

Clarence and Bruce

I told the story of the movie because in our crazy mixed-up, digital, smart-phone, fast food world, we’re likely to be witnessing the birth of yet another classic; this time an incredible Christmas song with such a moving emotional voice, the late ‘Big Man,’ Clarence Clemons. If you want to get in the mood before reading on, here’s the You Tube link to ‘There’s Still Christmas.’ Go listen and come back here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NZ__QNFP5U

I love angels and synchronicity. Forty-eight weeks ago, I came to know Jim Nuzzo and Dennis Bourke (and the late Stevie Betts, lyrics) who created this song with Clarence Clemons back in 1981. I’m a story teller so here goes.

Back in 1981, Stevie Betts (lyricist) and Dennis Bourke (melody) wrote this song, ‘There’s Still Christmas’ and teamed up with Jim Nuzzo (arranger, producer) and got manager Matty Breuer (assistant tour manager for Springsteen back then) to approach Clarence Clemons. They all met at Clarence’s Sea Bright, New Jersey home, had some wine and presented the words of the song to the ‘Big Man.’ Being on hiatus from touring with Springsteen, Clarence wanted to do it. He loved the message of the song; when things look down, there’s still Christmas; simple yet poignant. And Clarence’s rich baritone voice that is silenced now; propels this to classic status. At the first recording session in October 1981, Clarence arrived wearing a cowboy hat. The next day he was wearing a Santa Claus hat and red vest exposing a chubby belly. He had Christmas lights put on the music stand; he was so in the mood to do this song. They rehearsed the song at ‘Big Man’s West’ in Red Bank; Clarence’s club. Jim and Dennis both told me about getting chills being in the same room with him when he performed. “He was a gentle down to earth guy,” Jim said. To relax during the recording sessions, they played video games. To prepare for record company submission, Clarence recorded the other side on solo sax another Christmas classic “The Christmas Song.” The record company never picked up the song so it’s been sleeping all these years waiting for classic beams of particulate historic energy. Last year the song was released but like the movie, so few of us knew it existed. I listened and was blown away; his voice and persona holds me in a suspended state; like I’ve known him all these years; like it’s a special legacy to all of us to have him back in our lives at Christmas this year.

Imagine, after all these years; this song comes to us from Clarence at this holiday time of year; part of his enduring legacy.

Here’s some links to this wonderful life song/info:

http://www.oceangaterecords.com/

Available for purchase on iTunes, CD Baby, Amazon, and Backstreets.com http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/theres-still-christmas-single/id474038459?uo=4http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/clarenceclemons

You can also find ‘There’s Still Christmas’ on Facebook.

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Theres-Still-Christmas-Clarence-Clemons/286246628066619?fref=ts

Bottom line. Please go listen and fall in love with the song. Purchase it. Sit by the fire place with a glass of wine or egg nog. Enjoy the Happy Holidays. Listen to his wondrous voice.

Thanks again to Jim Nuzzo and Dennis Bourke for their passion and time. And to Stevie Betts for his wonderful lyrics and words.

And Clarence.

And wishing you all a Merry Christmas, Happy Holiday and Healthy Happy New Year. CALVIN SCHWARTZ

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June 23, 2012

Voices From Beyond (Recorded) in a Revolutionary War Cemetery (Scary). Fracking and Charles Dickens: A Middletown, NJ (Scary) Environmental Seminar. Marlboro, NJ: Probably the First Town on Earth to Offer “Property Tax Reward Program” “From Here to Eternity” June 23rd 2012

Filed under: November 2009 — Tags: "From Here to Eternity', Assistant Mayor Larry Rosen, Calvin Schwartz, Charles Dickens, Councilwoman Carol Mazzola, Dr Jan Dash, Dr. Larysa Dyrszka, Ebenezer Scrooge, EVP, Fracking, Jim Walsh, Linda Baum, Marlboro NJ, Mayor Jonathan Hornik, Middletown Library, PhD, Rutgers, Susan Kraham — earthood @ 3:30 pm

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Fracking is the essence of this blog. But first a word on origins.

How’d I start writing this blog? To emote and stir sensibilities, I watched ‘From Here to Eternity’ last night while I pedaled feverishly on the stationary bike. An early scene in this tech noir movie, Montgomery Clift (Robert E. Lee Prewitt) walks into an empty barracks pool room. The screen door slams behind him. Echoes fill the room. Black and white desolation in the scene grips me. I felt December 7^th and World War II coming. 1941: my parents just started dating; so they were here on earth then. How can I get back to spring 1941? I was psyched to write this blog.

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an emotional scene ‘From Here to Eternity’ with Sinatra and Clift

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ah. the famous steamy beach scene ‘From Here to Eternity’

Firstly, before the fracking essence of this blog edition, I need to apologize to all my global readers for my tardiness in getting this blog posted; it’s been too long. Insights: I’ve assumed huge responsibilities with NJ Discover TV as a journalist covering music, art, environmental, and human interest stories here in New Jersey. Even armed with video camera (and learning editing capabilities), I’ve been immersed in a myriad of experiences. This blog has been my baby for nearly three years; in the distance I hear the maternal voice, sensibly uttering “balance and pace yourself.” So I aim to get back to timely entries with you all. The good news; this journalism gig has opened my world to new experiences which I can share here in this blog moving from a pediatric (baby) blog to maturation. A perfect segue: last week and my entrance into a whole new spiritual world.

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scene one from cemetery. a lot of plant growth. and you can see the sun shining.

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me hanging around near a grave marker. seconds before the rain.

Last Saturday, a small team of an intellectual, fellow journalist and little old me journeyed to a Revolutionary War cemetery here in New Jersey. Before I go on, let me say this about that (President Kennedy used to say this phrase all the time). I want to enlighten you all as to my spirituality which is a major portion of my life these past ten years. It’s so involved and complicated but refreshingly haunting and honest, that some people near and dear are moving me down the road to a memoir; it’s that remarkable. Confession; I’ve taken so much for granted these past years but last Saturday was one of those wake-up calls. Something has been in my life for a long time.

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more cemetery scenes

Back to last Saturday. The three of us stood in a small cemetery where many of the grave markers said “departed this life,” mostly before America was born in 1776. It was 7:44 AM and not a cloud in the sky; one of those top ten days. We could faintly hear early morning traffic in the distance; household milk deliveries to rear doors, I humorously thought to myself. Most markers were covered with dense foliage; I hoped no poison ivy and if there was, I figured I was a dead man to the extent I’d be laid up past Rutgers first kick-off in September. Along came a spider that bit me on my right calf. Standing over the grave of a child, the intellectual asked, “Are you a child?” A small tape recorder in hand, the intellectual played back the response (we didn’t hear anything with the naked ear), “Yes I am a child.” By the way, these responses are called ‘electronic voice phenomenon.’

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a marker. circa 1775. before Revolutionary War.

Moments later, we stood in a semi-circle reading the marker of another grave when it started to rain on us. Thing is, there was not a cloud in the sky. I rubbed my arms in disbelief that I felt moisture and rain. The intellectual assured what was happening was not out of the ordinary. Taking things in stride, we continued to query the spirits and recorded more along the way. Interestingly, my associate co- journalist is of the extreme cynical variety so listening to play-backs and the voices recorded transformed her normally effusive smile to one of serious revelation; reminded me of an old vintage song, “I’m a believer.”

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a cemetery close to heart.

Later we moved our three folding chairs and cars to a different cemetery; equally as haunting and historic. The word nefarious fits. No need to delve in depth about experiences here, but the intellectual recorded a voice responding to her, saying “I’m glad you are here.” You should’ve seen the somber face of my co-journalist. Good old Calvin takes things in stride. Over lunch, the intellectual and I traded introspective stories of the spirit. She did say to me, perhaps changing my life’s map journey, that I was one of the most unusual persons she ever met; so in tune to the offerings of the universe. The intellectual urged me to write a memoir. I just need a final chapter and away I go; also soon to a special gathering of spiritualists; keep you all posted.

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Marlboro NJ Mayor Jonathan Hornik addressing local business leaders, Assistant Larry Rosen, Councilwoman Carol Mazzola looking on. A Revolutionary tax reward program

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Talk about directional changes and diversity in a life. On Thursday, I went to cover the launch (for business owners) of the ‘Shop Marlboro Property Tax Reward Program.’ In my headline, I alluded to the notion of Marlboro, New Jersey (population 40,000) being (probably) the very first place, town on Earth (therefore the United States as well) offering a reduction of (Marlboro) township property taxes based on a percentage of purchases during the year from (Marlboro) local businesses. I said to myself (a property tax payer in town), ‘Wow.”

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indeed lettuce is lettuce. no matter where.

It’s not within the scope of this blog to talk specifics, but certainly to applaud Mayor Jonathan Hornik and Township Council and the entire Township Council and their Economic Development Committee(David Faust) Jonathan Capp, Business Administrator and Investors Bank for visions and courage way beyond a central Jersey township’s limited reach and place in the universe; a refreshing and uplifting civic prideful thought for their 40,000 residents.

I’m enthused about eating out in Marlboro so much more often now. You see, I’ve got this theory that lettuce is lettuce no matter where ever you go. I might as well eat lettuce close to home and pay less property taxes. It may be that simple.

Now to scary nightmarish thoughts about fracking; here’s my article based on my experiences at a recent seminar. And fracking is fracking important to our children’s future health.

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a seminar flyer. study the pix. quiz tomorrow or day after.

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Charles Dickens. another hero of mine. good old Scrooge and human greed. it hits awful close to home.

This is not going to be a traditional news journalistic article on a seminar on fracking which I recently attended at the Middletown, NJ Library. There should’ve been 20,000 people in attendance. Thing is, I didn’t know a lot about fracking; it’s not necessarily plastered on the news. But I knew it was an environmental issue. I also now know that most of our species, especially those living in the United States of America have no clue whatsoever about what fracking is and the dangers thereof. Do we applaud the natural gas industry that stand to make billions for perhaps keeping the issues away from the public? I do applaud the Democratic Executive Committee, Middletown (and Linda Baum for being the human energy behind this seminar) for sponsoring this Public Service Event. And I have no political party affiliations; a lifelong purist who votes for the best candidate. So what’s the purpose of this article? Well, to inform my blog readership that there are serious environmental problems than can or will arise from this procedure to allow natural gas to escape and flow out of wells and make the gas companies rich.

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a collection pool. not pretty.

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Jim Walsh speaking at Middletown Fracking seminar

Now, what does Charles Dickens have to do with the title of this article? Yes, sometimes I’m a dramatic writer, especially when I’m emotionally concerned. I’m also tired of taking my 26 year old son aside and repeatedly apologizing to him that my generation has really messed things up; can’t find a way to sign the Kyoto Protocol and agree on greenhouse gas emissions causing climate change and witnessing animal and fish extinctions daily. You all know the rest. For me as an impartial journalist, this seminar clobbered me. I got that sick feeling in my very sensitive intestinal lining.

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Attorney Susan Kraham speaking.

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a fracking fracking mess site.

It was so egregious what was happening with fracking (and wow to the 20,000 wells they want to put into Pennsylvania so that the pollutants eventually work their way right here to the Garden State) that I immediately envisioned Charles Dickens character Ebenezer Scrooge saying at the end of the movie starring Alastair Sim in 1951’s ‘A Christmas Carol,’ “Decrease surface population.” My wild imagination, I thought. But fracking can be potentially bad and evil. I thought about somebody out there in imaginary television land, looking for ways to really decrease surface population. Fracking could be efficient beyond wildest dreams (a great song).

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a sign from the Sierra Club, New Jersey headquarters in Trenton

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Dr Jan Dash, PhD speaking. He invited me.

The panelists of the seminar were Larysa Dyrszka, MD, Physicians, Scientists, and Engineers for Healthy Energy, Susan Kraham, Senior Staff Attorney, Environmental Law Clinic, Columbia University, Jim Walsh, Eastern Region Director, Food and Water Watch Moderator and Jan Dash, PhD. Synchronicity follows me around. After the seminar, I mentioned to Susan Kraham how alarmed I was and that this whole issue reminded me of Scrooge and Dickens as a far-fetched conspiratorial way to decrease the surface population. She laughed. A few days earlier in front of a court room with the natural gas industry as an opponent, Susan observed that their lawyer looked like Scrooge and there I was talking to her about Dickens.

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fracking’s forgotten costs.

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PLEASE READ. TAKE ACTION. there is still time.

What concerns me is that humans make mistakes and rush to judgment. We need decades of studies and analysis before we dump millions of gallons of rare, precious and beautiful water mixed with carcinogenic chemicals and sand into each well to dislodge the trapped natural gas. That mixture can move around and work its way into our food chain. Good old human stupidity. No one on earth can say what can happen to those millions of gallons of water and nasty scary chemicals; where they ultimately end up.

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a concerned citizen talks to Dr. Larysa Dyrszka after seminar.

Here’s an example of folks in high places (politicians) not knowing much and changing our healthy lives. Days after 9-11, the Environmental Protection Agency head (director), said that the air around the World Trade Center was alright to breathe. Back then, I said to myself utilizing the gift of common sense, that anytime you burn two large buildings fully loaded, there isn’t a scientist on earth, that could ever figure out what chemical compounds are created by the combustion and therefore probably would be deleterious to the human body. It surely isn’t going to make us live longer breathing that air. Fracking is the same thing. Nobody can tell where and how and when. We just don’t know. We need more time brother.

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what your fracking water could look like one day.

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seminar panelists

A little primer: Fracking injects a mixture of water, chemicals and sand into wells to create pressure that cracks the rocks, allowing gas to escape and flow out of wells. Yes it’s a mad rush to get gas and make money. Somehow fracking was exempted from provisions of the Safe Drinking Water Act and other federal environmental and public health regulations. Some of the chemicals injected into OUR ground contain naphthalene, benzene and acrylamide; known and suspected carcinogens and toxins. I remember the movie ‘Erin Brockovich.’ Nothing changes. I worry about the underground, greenhouse gases, rivers of toxic waste water, mountains of toxic waste, farmers (growers of human food) in Colorado being outbid for water in auctions by natural gas companies, physicians being legislated on what they can report when people get sick, air pollution, children, and my son’s children someday if. And what if, who’s responsible some day? Where have all the flowers gone?

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a sign in waiting at the Sierra Club in Trenton.

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Ebenezer Scrooge. the face of greed. it hits all of us eventually close to home. and of course decreasing surface population.

This is mostly a Paul Revere kind of article. Get thee on a horse and learn about fracking. I’ve made my point. Guess what. I’m in the mood now. I know its June but I’m going to find my VHS copy of a ‘Christmas Carol’ starring Alastair Sim and I’ll watch it now that I’ve finished this article with great anticipation to when Ebenezer proclaims, “Decrease the surface population.”

NOW HERE THIS: a bit of an advertisement. I don’t do those very much here. BUT there’s a very unusual upbeat funny precious 2 minute video involving 102 year old Emily Cook who talks about the life briefly and then invites me back to her room. Not to be missed especially the last 23 seconds. PLEASE check it out and share it.

emily cook video she’s 102 years old.

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