>are we there yet?

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PilgrimAkimbo has been unfocused for quite some time, nearly as unfocused as it author. When I started this blog in late 2006 I meant to focus my writing on cinema, along with some forays into other arts. Very quickly my focus expanded, but for the most part I blogged a lot about film. Then I got tired of that. Cinema is only one of many interests that grab my attention. I also have a family with young and very young kids. I can’t seem to get myself out to the theaters anymore (it’s actually been a long time). Many of the films I want to see my kids can’t yet see, so that makes it hard to see much at home other than family-friendly movies (many of which I do like). And then I fall asleep anyway reading to my kids when I put them to bed. Plus, years have passed since I relied on film references to define my life. I have become less and less interested in following trends or keeping up on the latest films. Bla, bla bla. So that’s that.

Well, it’s been a long time since I focused on writing anything about cinema, film, movies, or whatnot. But now I plan on changing that somewhat. However, the last thing I want to be is another one of those bloggers who announce their intentions on their blog and then take no further action toward those ends. So I am not announcing that I will now refocus PilgrimAkimbo and make it a film blog again. But maybe, just maybe, you will find me writing my thoughts on cinema and art here more often once more.

So that’s that. Any questions? Don’t forget your reading for next week.

>man cave tricolor

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Why I made this image I do not know. But I like it, and the man cave continues to evolve and progress.

>finishing that walk

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A couple of years ago my wife packed up our almost two year old daughter in the stroller and took a walk down the sidewalk to pick up our then eight year old daughter from ballet. The day was a nice day.
Before my wife could get to the ballet class a driver in an SUV crossed several lanes of traffic and struck my wife and daughter. That nice day turn ugly real quick. Broken pelvis and foot, two weeks in the hospital, several more weeks in a hospital bed at home, constant pain.
The other day we took a walk down the same road to pick up our eldest daughter from ballet. You could say this was the day that walk from two years ago was finally finished. Though pain still lingers for my wife, I cannot thank God enough these two are still alive and with us.
Two years after. Finishing the walk.

>a day at the beach

>Sometimes one just has to make a video of one’s kids running around at the beach.

This was shot on a Flip camera and edited in Windows Live Moviemaker.

>some snaps from our vacation…

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These were taken at Black Butte Ranch.

A grove of aspens.
Two of the the Three Sisters rise above the lake at the lodge.
The pool at evening.
On our bikes.
Stopping by Aspen Lake.
Three Fingered Jack and Mt. Jefferson in the distance.
At the spring.

>a new year’s changes

>This blog is just over three year’s old. Since starting it I had also joined FaceBook, and then Twitter. Life continues, of course, in its typically unpredictable way and I have become drawn towards unplugging myself somewhat from the online life. I have deactivated my FB account and deleted my Twitter account. I also plan on posting less here, though I won’t quit entirely.

The reasons are many and have been just below the surface for some time. In short it is just the need to de-clutter my life and get on with other things. There are many things I would rather do than fritter and waste my life looking for distractions. I can’t predict that by unplugging more from the Internet (and other things) I will finally write that book I’ve always wanted to write, or get in shape and climb a mountain, but I can say that maybe, just maybe I will spend more time with my wife and kids. Maybe I will find more and more little ways to be productive rather than merely receptive.

The fact is, when I look at my life, and I look at those things I most am proud of, they always seem to be things I’ve very consciously done, things that took effort, commitment, even a little obsession. I have a list of things I want to do, or characteristics/talents I want to develop, and I know that to do so means simplifying my life and removing distractions. I am tired of constantly wishing to do things and then finding instead I’ve wasted a couple of hours online (or a couple of years!).

There is so much more value in talking over beers with a friend at a local pub than there is in “connecting” via any social networking site yet created. There is far more value in taking my kids camping or skiing than checking Google Reader for updates. And, of course, spending more time with my wife doing the hard work of living “as one” rather than just two hard working people moving along parallel paths is invaluable. Each of us sitting at our own screens surfing or blogging or updating our profiles just doesn’t quite cut it anymore (it never really did).

Fortunately I am not the only person seeing these things or choosing to declutter. Now, this doesn’t mean I’m giving up my online life entirely, but I hope to be more focused elsewhere.

>Ring those bells: 350 in Eugene

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This morning I did something new for me. I attended an environmental rally.

Now don’t get me wrong, this was a little affair, just a few people for a few minutes. But it was good. After it was over I walked away glad that I had attended. The purpose of the rally was to highlight the number 350 as it relates to the amount of CO2 in the atmosphere.

The big deal about 350 is that it is the critical number for CO2 in terms of parts per million in our atmosphere. 350 ppm is the upper limit that scientists have determined is safe for life on the planet. Presently the number is near 390 and rising. The goal is to bring it down to at least 350, or lower. 350 is also the name of a non-profit (350.org) started by Bill McKibben. This was a 350.org event.

I had my wife’s Flip camera with me and took a few shots. Here’s the gang doing their thing:

What was great for me, in a very small way, was just to have gone to such an event. I often tend to not do things I want to do merely because of unfamiliarity. Now that I have gone I hope to feel more freedom to attend future events and possibly get more involved in local/global issues. For the time being, however, I am happy to just try to apply good principles of living to my life, and read, think, and write about these things.

>a day of celebration

>Today is a day of celebration for me and my little family. I celebrate my beautiful wife’s LIFE. On this day one year ago she was struck by an SUV while walking on the sidewalk near our home. I wrote about it then. From that moment on our lives (and especially her’s) have not been the same. Weeks in the hospital, then hospital bed at home, then months of physical therapy, continuing pains, and all the rest of life (wife, mother, homeschool teacher, and pregnant again) have been her existence. For the rest of our lives November 17th will continue to bring back the memories of near tragedy and great pain. But this day is also a day of great thanks. I am so thankful that Maricel is still with us and thriving. I am so blessed to have her as my wife, and our daughters are so blessed to have her as their mother. That she is with us, that our family is whole and growing, makes this season that much more joyful.

>The Crisis Now: Harman & Harvey on our (re)current economic troubles

>Given our current economic crisis (haven’t we been here before?) maybe this would be a good time to see what the communists have to say.

Here is Chris Harman speaking on how we got into this stinking mess:

Harman references several times the talk given by David Harvey. Here is Harvey:

I have to say I like a lot of what they say (in fact I think they are often spot on), but at times they come across a little too simplistic and a little too much like they are preaching to the choir (but Harman is a hoot, ain’t he). This is where some good reading will help. This last weekend I spent about ten hours on American Airlines reading Das Capital. It’s both great and a slog. Many pages left to get through that beast. Then on to other books and more perspectives. Bye for now comrades.

>bikes & cars

>I feel I must write this.

Yesterday I went on a bike ride (23 miles) that took me through the country. It was a beautiful morning and the ride was great. But there was an incident that got me mad. I was on a straight stretch of country road with no usable shoulder. This meant I had to ride just to the left of the white line. Everything was going well until a loan motorist decided to come as close as he could to me (about 6 inches) at 60+ mph and then blare his horn as he passed. Then as he barreled down the road his hand came out of his window and flipped me off. I did not get his license plate number. If I had I might have called the police to say the motorist tried to kill me. My speed increased by almost 2 miles an hour for about 15 minutes as my anger boiled inside me. Then my rage subsided and I rode home. Except for that one motorist it was a truly great ride. However, in the future I will consider riding with a local bike group rather than alone.

What I find interesting is that in the past two weeks I’ve had two other “incidents” with cars on my daily commute to and from work. The first was a woman in a white Lexus SUV (I’m sure she takes it 4-wheelin’ on the weekends) who was talking on her cell phone and waiting to enter traffic. As I came down the street in the bike lane she looked right at me and then decide to pull out into traffic anyway. I had to hit my brakes hard in order not to hit her. The other was about four days ago. Another woman on a cell phone in another SUV. I was entering the crosswalk on my bike. The light was in my favor. She came up on my left and then made a sudden right hand turn right in from of me through the crosswalk, cutting off my path and forcing me to hit my brakes. I missed hitting her by only a couple of inches. In all three of these cases I was in the right, playing by the rules, and if the situations had been even slightly different I would be dead or very injured. Being in the right doesn’t mean much for the cyclist when the other vehicle is a car or truck.

What is going on?

I see other signs of bicycle disregard. Cars park in bike lanes. Road crews use bike lanes to put out their road construction signs. Bike lanes are perennially filled with debris or resident’s garbage cans or piles of leaves. Cars pull into bike lanes to make turns. The list goes on. But of course I live in a country that is designed to get a car within at least 50 feet of anyplace a person might want to go. Our houses look like they are made for cars to live in along with their servants. Our lives are designed around cars. Our cities are designed around cars. Our economy is designed around cars. And yet we suffer in many ways because of cars. Don’t get me wrong. I have a car and use it. I need it, in fact. But I recognize our society’s mindset is wrapped around the supremacy of the automobile. It only takes a few days of commuting on a bike to realize that fact.

I read a recent article that compared the general attitude towards cyclists in the U.S. and Europe. The article used the interesting fact that in Europe truckers encourage cyclists to grab on to their rigs and get pulled over hills, whereas in the U.S. truckers try to run cyclists off the road. The article went on to say this is because in Europe professional cycling is seen as a working class option to “get out” and improve one’s life – kind of like boxing in the U.S. But there is more I think. There are just more people on bicycles in Europe. It’s part of their culture and part of their economy. In the U.S. bicycling is for kids and joyriding adults. It’s not serious or necessary to either life or our economy. This means, in part, that bicyclists don’t have to be taken seriously. I live in a city that is considered bike friendly. Yet sometimes I get the impression that many think the bike lanes are their as a courtesy and us cyclists should be grateful that at least we are allowed to exist at the margins.

Studies have shown that motorists tend to view cyclists as an “out group”. Put simply, motorists subconsciously see themselves as part of a group (motorists) and they hold negative views of a group they view is inferior (cyclists). This is a typical minimal group paradigm scenario.1 Not all motorists do this, but the majority do so subconsciously. Other studies have shown that the provision of bicycle lanes appears to “increase driver confidence and, hence, potentially risky behaviour, such as higher vehicle speeds and less speed reduction when encountering cyclists.”2 In other words, motorists tend to drive faster and with less regard for cyclists if the cyclists have their own lane. This may seem to make sense until one considers the consequences of a human body and a three ton car. Plus bike lanes are often inadequate, too narrow, and don’t interface well with the rest of traffic. If one is pulling a bike trailer carrying children then bike lanes are far too narrow. This is not good if motorists think the road belongs solely to them and it is the cyclist’s job to keep out of the way.3

I am not an angry person and I tend to say live and let live. But I am beginning to think of getting the license plate number of every driver who is reckless around non-reckless bicyclists and calling it in.

1 Part of this paradigm is to attribute the negative behavior of a few to all. Sometimes a person will claim that bicyclists are the ones at fault because they are reckless, don’t stop at lights, weave around in traffic, etc. But most cyclists follow the rules very well. And don’t forget those rules are, in large part, designed around the needs of automobiles and to control reckless motorists (of which there are many) rather than cyclists. Also, there is a world of difference between the mother riding safely in the bike lane, pulling her trailer with her kids, and the 20 something joyriding derelict recklessly cutting off cars. Yet many motorists don’t, or can’t, make the distinction – all cyclist are the same in many people’s eyes, they are part of that “out group”.

2 Basford, L; Reid, S; Lester, T; Thomson, J (2002), Drivers’ perceptions of cyclists, Report, 549, TRL Limited, pp. 38, OCLC 51283575

3 Years ago, when I first began commuting on a bike to work, I noticed myself becoming much more aware of cyclists whenever I drove my car. I was surprise by how much I previously did not care about, or even notice cyclists or their needs. It was a kind of paradigm shift for me. I came to the conclusion that everyone should commute in their city some of the time in order to reorient their minds to the greater word they live in.