Monthly Archives: October 2009

Iraq And Afghanistan Soldier’s Poetry / Art Slam Session 34

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN To all,

All Images Courtesy of www.doverpublications.com

 

See you next Saturday!

 

Please send any thoughts or ideas to shivazzzzz@aol.com and I will post or use comments area, thanks,

www.ivaw.org Iraq Veterans Against The War

www.iava.org Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America

www.veteransforpeace.org Veterans for Peace

 This Slam will continue until all our soldiers return from Iraq and Afghanistan.

 BJ Halliday Crawley     Editor

 

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Friday Night Gallery Chat / Returns! Viola and Paik

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Good evening ,when I last left you we were discussing the work of Bill Viola and Nam June Paik – hopefully you have attempted to form an opinion on what you think is the crux of their work.

Video installation for Nam June Paik and Media/Installation for Bill Viola.

 

Nam June Paik is an interesting artist and always has a new idea or concept for his work, the elements are disparate and symbolic.  There is a tinge of spirituality to his work  mixed with reflection.

here is another example,

Image from wikipedia

Detail of Electronic Superhighway: Continental U.S., Alaska, Hawaii
 
I think his work is truly beautiful  with a strong sense of placement.

 

From Wikipedia

Nam June Paik (July 20, 1932January 29, 2006) was a Korean-born American artist. He worked with a variety of media and is considered to be the first video artist.[1] He may have been the author of the phrase “Information Superhighway”, which, according to his own account, he used in a Rockefeller Foundation paper in 1974[2].

Nam June Paik

The picture was taken by Lim Young-kyun in 1983 while Nam June Paik was in New York City
Korean name
Hangul 백남준
Hanja
Revised Romanization  class=”hiddenSpellError” pre=””>Baek Nam-jun
McCune–Reischauer   

 

Bill Viola was more of a straight contemporary artist for whom process was more important than the art, by that I mean- the actual engagement  with the medium, the working on the piece was more important to him than the end result. 

Sometimes in art the underlying meaning to the artist and the viewer is more significant than the piece itself.

Art is not a simple thing there are many layered interpretations, if it is done well…

an example,

From Wikipedia,

Bill Viola (born United States of America, 1951) is a contemporary video artist. Viola is considered a leading figure in the generation of artists whose artistic expression depends upon electronic sound and image technology New Media.[1]

 

Have a pizza ladened night!

I know I am going to stuff myself silly!

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Wednesday Flash Story (Time For Another Latte Break, Jerry) For The Workers Of The World

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(Serial Flash story, Part 4)

 

“BLACK”

 

” No Way ,”  Artell whispered, ” this is what we came here for.” 

The figures hadn’t noticed the jeep yet.

Artell watched as they drifted around the forest in concentric patterns, releasing beams of light that emanated from their hands then entered their foreheads.

” Artell.  Backup, before they notice this truck.  It is too dangerous to stay here.”

Artell jammed the jeep into gear searching for reverse.  ” you’re right, we need film of their ships.” She pushed the clutch in and slowly backed up.

” Watch it! ”  Sandra said in a hoarse whisper.  The jeep slammed into a tree making a large  crunching noise. They both stopped breathing.

The figures continued to mingle and fly around the forest.  ” They must be in some sort of trance, otherwise we would both be on a laboratory table by now,” Artell said. 

” Cripes, why did I ever come with you.”  Sandra searched her tool box for something she could use for defense.

” You watch, and I’ll back it up again.”  Artell carefully repositioned the truck, and hit reverse again.  Sandra with pick axe  in hand, was mesmerized by the scene before her.  She counted forty- five of the small creatures.  The beams they released were in various  colors and intensities.

The jeep burst into daylight.

“I’ll head down Bear Tavern road, then we can hike up and avoid any further encounters.  ”  There was no time for Artell to digest what she had seen.  She must retain her focus if they were to survive. 

It took fifteen minutes to reach the base of the mountain.  Artell parked the jeep in a bed of brush with the roof peeking out above a mound of cattails.  She popped the trunk, reached for her camera and seized a handful of film.  Sandra sorted through her tool box adding the flash light to her pick axe, which she jammed into her Dutch military pouch.  Their eyes met for a split second.  With faint smiles they began trampling toward the thick of the forest.

 

To be continued…

 

Image from Google Images

 

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Iraq And Afghanistan Soldier’s Poetry/ Art Slam, Session 33

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Good evening,

A photograph tonight,

From Goggle Images / rawfijinews.wordpress.com

 

Have a good evening,

See you Saturday,

Please send any thoughts or ideas to shivazzzzz@aol.com and I will post or use comments area, thanks,

  

www.ivaw.org Iraq Veterans Against The War

www.iava.org Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America

www.veteransforpeace.org Veterans for Peace

 

 This Slam will continue until all our soldiers return from Iraq and Afghanistan.

 BJ Halliday Crawley     Editor

 

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Poem – A Gardner’s Hand

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A GARDNER’S HAND

Red berry resting in a mud encrusted palm,

Sound of nothing rustling in my ears,

Lost in the dirt wind wet… heaven.

 

Dead Leaves on the Dirty Ground

Image from Google images /   www.bluejake.com

 

PEACE

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Mid Week Flash Story (How Much Longer Must I Wait For Friday To Arrive! oops…The Aliens Tried To Suppress My Story…)For The Workers Of The World.

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(Serial Flash Story Part 3)

 

” BLACK “

 

” This is different.  Weird. I think you could be right.”

Sandra took off her gloves.  ” Damn it’s hot,” she glanced at her watch, ” and it’s only seven thirty.  Where are you headed Artell? “

” I have a plan. ” Artell  dropped the fragment against the ground, watching as it spread flat then snapped back to its original shape.  ” Since we have visitors, so close by, I want a record of it – up close and real – a record of exactly what is happening behind that mountain range.”

” Didn’t you hear the warning given over the net? You could go to jail. That area  is crawling with black suits.”

” I know, but once an investigative reporter, well you know… Want to come?  You can be the look out… my backup.”

Sandra gathered up her tools, many of them were old archaeological implements used in well-known digs.  She had been collecting them for twenty years. The hammer she held was the same one Howard Carter used to chip away the plaster seal in the antechamber of Tutankhamen’s tomb in Egypt.  Sandra rubbed the edge of the hammer, then said.

“Your car or mine?”

Artell jumped into the jeep and cleared off the seat next to her.  ” We’d better take mine since who knows what kind of terrain we will be travelling on.”   Sandra grabbed her toolbox and hopped into the passenger seat  as the back wheels spit out stones.

It was a thirty minute ride up to the spot Artell had in mind, plenty of trees for cover and an open view of the valley behind the mountains.  She looked at her watch. It was five after eight.  A stand of pine trees guarded the perimeter of the forest.  They proceeded down the dirt trail.

Cool air flowed through the windows of the jeep producing goosebumps and a thin-film of steam on the window.  Artell put her headlights on.  Sandra hung her head out the window to catch the misty breeze.

“Get the video up and running, Artell, there is something up ahead,”  Sandra whispered as branches brushed her arm,  “Holy schmoley, get down.”

Artell reduced her speed taking care not to get stuck in the road which was half mud and half rocks.  She saw small figures crisscrossing amongst the trees.

” What the…”?   The dimly lit area made it hard to see anything, but gradually Artell glimpsed figures between two and four feet high.

” Let’s get out of here.”  Sandra murmured whipping her head back into the jeep.

 

To be continued…

 

 

 

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Iraq and Afgahnistan Soldier’s Poetry / Art Slam Session 32

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Good Afternoon,

A poem.

 

MY DREAMS

 My dreams have stopped,

My dreams have disappeared,

My dreams are filled with fear,

I sit and wait for a new dream to appear,

Something I can believe in and hold dear.

My time will come  –  if I can just hold on for one more night.

 

Hold on… they said, we’re listening.

 

 

BJHC

 A poem for all the soldiers with PTSD injuries.

 

 

 

When you try your best but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse.

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above earth or down below
When you’re too in love to let it go
But if you never try you’ll never know
Just what you’re worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream, down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face and I…

Tears stream, down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I…

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.
 

“FIX YOU ”  lyrics         Coldplay Band

 

Image from Google Images

 

Have a good evening,

See you next Saturday,

Please send any thoughts or ideas to shivazzzzz@aol.com and I will post or use comments area, thanks,

  

www.ivaw.org Iraq Veterans Against The War

www.iava.org Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America

www.veteransforpeace.org Veterans for Peace

 

 This Slam will continue until all our soldiers return from Iraq and Afghanistan.

 BJ Halliday Crawley     Editor

 

 

 

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Friday Night Gallery Chat / Video Art

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Good Evening on this cold rainy day,

Tonight something different-

Below are 2 video artists.

(Video art is named after the video tape, which was most commonly used in the form’s early years, but before that artists had already been working on film, and with changes in technology Hard Disk, CD-ROM, DVD, and solid state are superseding the video tape as the carrier. Despite obvious parallels and relationships, video art is not film.  FROM WIKIPEDIA)

 

Look at the images and think about what they are trying to say…although it is just a section of the video one can still get a sense of the focus… then next Friday we will discuss the meaning that the artist was trying to convey.

 Here they are, have a cricket trapped in your house free night…grrrrr…!

 

Nam June Paik

Nam June Paik

Bill Viola

Another Bill Viola

IMAGES FROM Goggle

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Wednesday Night (Is It Friday Night Yet?? ) Flash Story For The Workers Of The World

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Serial Flash Story

 

“BLACK”

 

Artell decided she would take a spin on the highway, then exit off onto the gravel road that leads east, it was the direction she last saw the ships as they disappeared behind a range of mountains.

Artell checked her video as she drove, balancing the camera film and the edge of the steering wheel simultaneously- a trick she picked up during ten years of journalistic endeavors.  The gravel road was up ahead. Dust filled her nostrils as the wheels of the jeep gyrated over the loose stones.

Catching Artell’s eye on the side of the road was someone or something.  All she could se was a grey lump hunched over a pile of rocks which had fallen in a rock slide last year.  The vehicle was a half a mile from the object.  Artell placed the Buena Vista Social Club into her cassette player.  Cuban music percolated out of the jeep cajoling her fears into abeyance.  As the jeep approached the form it  sprouted up to six feet and turned towards her.

“Sandra,” Artell shouted and waved out the side of the jeep.

Sandra’s green eyes darted in the direction of the approaching vehicle as she layered some rocks into her tool box.

” Where are you headed in such a rush?”  Sandra said brushing off the red dust covering her overalls.  “You nearly cleaned my clock with that claptrap car of yours.”

” Don’t get your knickers in a twist, Sandra…anyway, what the hell are you doing crouching in the middle of the road?”   Artell slammed the jeep door kicking up even further the cloud of dust produced by her expedient braking. 

” Don’t tell me that you have discovered Nefertiti’s final resting place here in N.Y. ”  Artel bent down.

” Well if you really want to know, I found a piece of dead alien, or maybe a fragment of one of those ships.- look.”  Artell reached for Sandra’s hand.

” Wait, put these on first.”

Artell slipped on the yellow work gloves and knelt gingerly beside Sandra and the pile of silver rocks.  Sandra raised her gloved hand and opened it releasing the object into the air.  It glinted in the light as it bounced a few times off Artell’s glove then nestled into her palm.

It was curved.  Around the edge were hieroglyphs  not recognizable to her.   Artell held it with her other hand and pulled. It stretched then resumed its shape.

 

To be continued…

 

 FROM Google Images

 

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Iraq And Afghanistan Soldier’s Poetry / Art Slam, Session 31

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Good evening,

Even soldiers gotta take a break and have some fun,

The five soldiers are shown jumping, shimmying and stamping to The Cha Cha Slide, the 1996 dance track by DJ Casper that has become a school disco and wedding favourite.

Dressed in tight green T-shirts and khaki trousers, the men carry out their routine in what appears to be a military workshop.

 Three of the marines perform moves called out in the song’s lyrics – including “slide to the left, slide to the right, criss-cross” – while carrying on with their work around the table. They are joined for the final few moves by two other soldiers.

The men involved in the clip have not been identified and it is not clear whether they were serving in a war zone when it was shot.

Titled Cha Cha Slide USMC Style, the video was posted on the MySpaceTV website last week with the caption “Fun is contagious!”. It has already been viewed almost 400,000 times.

The soldiers have won an army of online fans impressed with their dance moves, humour and physiques.

“That’s totally awesome. Good to see that even though they are serving our country they can still have some fun,” wrote one commenter.

A teen-age boy added: “Hey I’m going to be a marine when I’m older and this video wants me to go even more.”

The video has also gone down well on US blogs. “This video is oddly entertaining and entrancing. If they’re taking requests, I’d like to see the Macarena next,” joked the Celebutopia website.

By Matthew Moore
Published: 9:53PM GMT 14 Nov 2008

 

This may be old news to alot of you but it is new to me!

Looks like we need a dance competition for returning soldiers!

 

Have a great evening!

See you next Saturday,

Please send any thoughts or ideas to shivazzzzz@aol.com and I will post or use comments area, thanks,

  

www.ivaw.org Iraq Veterans Against The War

www.iava.org Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America

www.veteransforpeace.org Veterans for Peace

 

 This Slam will continue until all our soldiers return from Iraq and Afghanistan.

 BJ Halliday Crawley     Editor

 

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Friday Night Gallery Chat – Irving Penn – Photgrapher

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Good Evening,

Tonight I want to talk about a photographer who died recently.  His name is Irving Penn, He was 92 when he died, he left a serious and engaging body of work.  You cannot really understand the difference between digital and silver photography unless you go to a gallery or museum and look at photographs produced in this fashion.  There is beauty and  luminosity in silver photography that is lost in the flat computerized imagining of digital photography.

Because of the silver halide crystals that are the base of silver photography and the light that reflects through them to create the image  – your eye sees a layered somewhat mystical presentation.

In the NY Times obituary it stated that Mr. Penn used a turn of the century technique employing rare chemicals mixed with platinum not silver and that he hand coated each print using a single hand made piece of paper.

His work is exceptional, taking the shot is just the beginning of what a photograph can become.

 

Here is an example,

Another,

Have a bake a few cakes weekend! 

 

  Irving Penn from Google Images

Early career – FROM WIKIPEDIA

Irving Penn studied under Alexey Brodovitch at the Philadelphia Museum School from which he graduated 1938. Penn’s drawings were published by Harper’s Bazaar and he also painted. As his career in photography blossomed, he became known for post World War II feminine chic and glamour photography.

Penn worked for many years doing fashion photography for Vogue magazine. He was among the first photographers to pose subjects against a simple grey or white backdrop and used this simplicity more effectively than other photographers. Expanding his austere studio surroundings, Penn constructed a set of upright angled backdrops, to form a stark, acute corner. Posing his subjects within this tight, unorthodox space, Penn brought an unprecedented sense of drama to his portraits, driving the viewer’s focus onto the person and their expression. In many photos, the subjects appeared wedged into the corner. Subjects photographed with this technique included Martha Graham, Marcel Duchamp, Pablo Picasso, Georgia O’Keeffe, W. H. Auden, Igor Stravinsky and Marlene Dietrich.

 

 

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Congratulations to President Obama, Hippie Jedi oops…Shhhhh – Knight!

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President Obama has been awarded the Nobel Peace prize and I can not think of anyone else who has done more in the last 9 months to promote peace. Kudos!

He has started the process to resolve  several issues left by the prior president,

 

Torture

Closing Guantanamo – essentially dungeons

Opening dialog to the “Axis of Evil”  N. Korea, Iran, – Iraq

Presenting America as a country that wants to talk not fight with the rest of the world

Taking the first steps to stabelize the economy  using a bubble up, “we the people “focus –

to name a few achievements..

 

I had a dream,when Mr. Obama was a mere face in a sea of presidential hopefuls.  In the dream he was walking down a street with a few people walking with him on the sides of the road.  I was standing on the side watching.  He turned around and looked me straight in the eyes and said “Barbara, are you coming?”

There is a possibility for world peace now at this time, in this moment – anyone who is alert and watching can see the opportunities that hang out there waiting for us to grasp.  Opportunities created by the war famine and economic devastation created by the last administration, people are ready to take that chance, go that extra mile, to create peace in our life times.

 So if you are ready – follow Obama and all of us into the river of rainbows that lay ahead.

 

Everyday we make small choices  for peace or war – to help the earth or hinder it, take a stand and make that choice to work for something larger than yourself , to work for the greater good – as President Obama does everyday.

 

PEACE

 

 

Barack Obama
Portrait of Barack Obama

Incumbent
Assumed office 
January 20, 2009  

OFFICIAL HIPPIE JEDI KNIGHT, Shhhhh….  

 

 

www.carnegieendowment.org  Institute for Peace

www.whitehouse.gov

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Iraq and Afghanistan Soldier’s Decompression Tip # 4

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Keeping a diary is one way to decompress, it is a tried and true way to release negative/positive  emotions, even ones you may not realize you have.  After an intense experience there may be parts of it that you could not handle so your mind can sometimes hide those traumas from you.

By writing you can bring all elements to the  conscious mind and hopefully explore and look at them, try to understand them  – look for ways to use the experience to learn a lesson or gain an insight that perhaps you can pass along to the world at large as a guidepost on how to walk the path you have been on.

There is always a lesson, a reason for what happens to you… look for that underlying reason.

Look for the light in whatever you have experienced then you can start to try and,  not forget, but  transcend the memory.

 

Blogging is a great way to keep a journal and it is free!  Except that you need access to a computer but you can get that for free by going to your local library.

I use WordPress but there are other sites that offer the opportunity to use their platform to blog.  ( I will list a few well-known sites below) Just go to the website of your chosen blog organization sign up and access is immediate – I had no prior knowledge before I started blogging and picked up info along the way through the help and in-house forums or information boards.

You can keep a journal using a hand held notebook but when you blog there is something about publishing your thoughts (whether anyone is reading or not) that finalizes the emotion or thought.  The people who do comment are thoughtful and friendly. ( except spammers)

So give it a try, if you need help with the basics just email me ,  Shivazzzzz@aol.com ,the main thing is to start writing.  People in general would love to hear what your experiences in Iraq or Afghanistan have been like, they want  to know, also what your life after being a soldier is like.

These wars have been such a struggle for the country there is a well-spring of friendship and caring that people want to give to you guys and gals… so blog or write and see what happens!

 

PEACE  

 

 Note:       www.42explore.com    look for journal writing

The free, public blog sites

There are many sites that offer free account creation for blogging:

WordPress.com: http://www.wordpress.com

 

  • Very professional-looking templates, easy to use.
  • More limited than others, like Blogger. You can’t play with your template.
  • You can categorize your posts with custom categories and tags.

Blogger: http://www.blogger.com

 

  • Very easy to make changes to your template, add html, etc.
  • Not perceived to be as professional as WordPress or some others.
  • You can categorize your posts with labels.

LiveJournal: http://www.livejournal.com

 

  • This is more community-centric blogging, including Friends lists.
  • You can categorize your posts with tags as well as your mood, music, etc.

Vox: http://www.vox.com

 

  • This is more community-centric blogging, including Friends lists.

Xanga: http://www.xanga.com

 

  • This is more community-centric blogging, including Friends lists.

MySpace: http://www.myspace.com

 

  • This is more community-centric blogging, including Friends lists.

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com

 

  • On Facebook, you can have “Notes” which are viewed by your friends.

FROM ANSWERS.COM

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Wednesday / Mid-week Flash-Serial Story For The Workers Of The World

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Hello workers! Today I will be starting a serial – episodic – flash story, another words  a story that unfolds in a serial fashion as ” The Shadow” did in the 1940’s radio show.

 

Presenting… ” Black “

 

 The sun shone hard over the horizon.  Its shape was egglike and puffy.  I pulled on my green rubber boots and decided to head south to avoid the network of triangular shaped UFOs that had landed in the fields north of my estate.  There were about forty of them, during the night, flying in perfect formations that sent a red glow over the landscape.

Sweat careened down my spine.  It was ninety-five degrees, yet only slightly past seven in the morning.  I grabbed my binoculars, compass, sunglasses and video.  Cutting through the marshes and swamps I could probably avoid encountering them until I was ready to start filming.

What a week this had been.  Between Neil breaking his arm, the water pump burning out and my editor returning a recently submitted manuscript covered with edit marks – I was ready to embark on one of those UFOs and head to Neptune myself.

The sightings had become quite common in New York.  My farm was fifty miles from the border between New Jersey and Pennsylvania separated by a thin ribbon of water, the Delaware river.  No contact had been reported between the government and the ‘visitors” as the press was referring to them in print.    The tabloids were having a field day.  One of their usually less than credible stories had actually come true.  No one knew where they came from or their intentions.

Maybe it was an interstellar fly over a huge beautiful overwhelming display of their best bag of technical wizardry.  At least that was the theory I clung to. 

Now  where was my … oh, there it is.  Time to move while the heat is still bearable but not yet oppressive.  Pools of condensation formed in my boots, trickling around toes that grasped orange flip-flops.

” You’d better get going, Artell, if you expect to make it back before Sara and Peter arrive,” Neil said as he poured himself some cold coffee from last night’s party.  ” You know they’ll be disappointed if you are not here when they arrive, and for heaven’s sake be careful.”

” Don’t worry, I’ll be back before noon – if everything goes as planned.”

Artell loaded the items in her backpack  and walked to the purple jeep, which they had bought at a sale of military surplus.  Of course, it wasn’t purple when they bought the jeep, Artell’s niece, Sara, had begun painting a purple dragon on it one day and they just continued the process to its natural conclusion.  She started up the engine  expecting the usual sputtering and lurching, but to her surprise – it was smooth. Giving Neil the thumbs up, she drove off down the mile long driveway which streched  to a dirt road and then the super highway.

 

To be continued…

 

 Note:

Serials in television and radio are series that rely on a continuing plot that unfolds in a serial fashion, episode by episode. Serials typically follow main story arcs that span entire seasons or even the full run of the series, which distinguishes them from traditional episodic television that relies on more stand-alone episodes.   From Wikipedia

The Shadow
Shadow Death From Nowhere.jpg

“Who knows what evil lurks…?”
The Shadow as depicted on the cover of the July 15, 1939 issue of The Shadow Magazine. The story, “Death From Nowhere,” was one of the magazine plots adapted for the legendary radio drama.

Publication information
Publisher Street & Smith
Condé Nast
First appearance Detective Story Hour
(July 31, 1930)[1] (radio)
The Living Shadow
(April 1, 1931)[1] (print)
Created by Walter B. Gibson
In-story information
Alter ego Kent Allard (print)
Lamont Cranston (radio and film)
Notable aliases Lamont Cranston (print)
Abilities Skilled marksman and martial artist. Master of disguise and stealth. (print)
Able to make himself nearly invisible to the naked eye, can alter and control a person’s thoughts and perceptions. (radio)

From Wikipedia

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Iraq And Afghanistan Soldier’s Poetry / Art Slam, Session 30

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Good Evening,

Buffalo soldier monuments,

 

Buffalo Soldier Memorial of El Paso, in Fort Bliss, depicting CPL John Ross, I Troop, 9th Cavalry, during an encounter in the Guadalupe Mountains during the Indian Wars

Buffalo Soldier Monument

Note:

Buffalo Soldiers originally were members of the U.S. 10th Cavalry Regiment of the United States Army, formed on September 21, 1866 at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. The nickname was given by the Native American tribes they fought; the term eventually came to include six units:

Although several African-American regiments were raised during the Civil War to fight alongside the Union Army (including the 54th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry and the many United States Colored Troops Regiments), the “Buffalo Soldiers” were established by Congress as the first peacetime all-black regiments in the regular U.S. Army.     FROM WIKIPEDIA

  

Have a good evening, see you next Saturday,

Please send any thoughts or ideas to shivazzzzz@aol.com and I will post or use comments area, thanks,

  

www.ivaw.org Iraq Veterans Against The War

www.iava.org Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America

www.veteransforpeace.org Veterans for Peace

 

 This Slam will continue until all our soldiers return from Iraq and Afghanistan.

 BJ Halliday Crawley     Editor

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