Month: February 2015

ISIS: Who Is Responsible?

Want to know where ISIS (IS, ISIL) came from? Want to get a better picture, the whole picture, of their history? Want to know more than the 30 seconds to three minute blurb you get on the evening news?

I would advise you to watch the FRONTLINE episode, “The Rise of ISIS.” (see link below) Published back in October of 2014, this program brings the issue into focus, gives you an excellent idea of where we are at the moment, and where it is going in the future if something isn’t done soon. **Warning: There is very graphic violence in the report**

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/rise-of-isis/

The conflict is much larger than the evening news (or government) would have you believe. There is lots of good, relevant history in this reporting. Definitely an eye opening report. Beyond that, there are other very informative reports regarding this topic as well.

Most of all, what needs to be done to resolve it?

If Only, and Responsibility Sucks.

If only there were a way to get here and still be responsible…Costa Rican beach…

I texted my wife earlier today and asked her an important question. It wasn’t really serious, but it was at the same time.

Would you be really mad if I abandoned my job, flew to Costa Rica, and lived there till I maxed out the credit cards?

I wasn’t serious, of course, because I am too responsible to do something like that. I am too rational. I recognize that my decisions have an impact, not just on me and my future but on people I really care about. So this fantasy isn’t really an option.

Ever.

Sometimes responsibility really sucks. Or, maybe, it is just BEING responsible that sucks. I am not sure. I guess I have more years to figure that out.

In the mean time, I’ll keep doing my jobs (yes, I have two) and keep being responsible. Maybe one day this fantasy won’t just be that, a fantasy.

Oh and, in case you’re wondering, she said, “Yes I would be lol.” That isn’t a knock against her. She later said she would be mad because she wouldn’t get to abandon all responsibility with me. It seems we have a theme here…

Anyone else ever felt this way? Have you ever had a time that you would like to abandon all responsibility and just get away? Tell me about it.