Many of us struggle through life looking to find our calling. There are some like my brother, Justin, Warren, TMW, AOW and others who feel a spiritual calling. There are others like the Duck who feel drawn to failed economics and class genocide. There are others like Jams whom I respect as a compasionate idealist. Then there is Rob who took control of his life and followed his calling. With the exception of the Duck I respect everyone's calling. Every religion has a point of exclusion and one an not believe in all of them. The most important thing is to respect human life in general until it has proven unworthy of that respect.
I have been called many interesting names by people the Duck thinks of as rational.
The Duck is perfect in that he is wrong 100% of the time. Among the names tossed in my direction from the Kahanist nuts are traitor, apostate, self loathing Jooo, liar, bufoon. The reality is that the definition of who and what we are is determined by each and every one of us.
I have never been a religious Jew, it was never something I was drawn to. I had the standard Yeshiva education and have performed all the rites of passage save the last.
Yet it is never something I was drawn to or interested in. I do not go to ceremonies unless there is a need for someone to honor the dead. This is not my calling and it never will be my calling. Religion is much like love and there are those that feel it like my younger brother, TMW and those who just don't. I certainly do not look down upon those who feel the calling. There is no person that I speak with greater efection than my younger brother the Beaker. I named this blog after him Beakerkin means relative of the Beaker. He is an actual Orthodox Rabbi who holds another job but the spiritual calling is the labor of his love.
I fell in love with something different. I fell in love with this wonderful country that treats my people so well. My head was glued into talk radio or some obscure book of history. I was excited about being part of something larger. Each day I get up and I am honored to serve the country I love in a special capacity.
I have written before that I approach life from a sterner perspective than most. I live in the world of honor and it is a much harsher world than most of you inhabit.
The question of keeping your word and doing the right thing is what guides me through life's problems. Thus when Florian or many of you out there come under attack there is no question of what I will do. I have even rushed to help Pim's Ghost who is not a close friend. A friend that some of you know was plauged by a troll Socrates. I never wavered and fought him tooth and nail. You do those things because it is the right thing to do and there is no other way.
Most of my thoughts are an a simpler level. If I do this will it work. Is this the best solution to a problem? I do think the preservation of life is the higest calling.Yet I am practical enough to understand the need to fight for the future.
I am unconcerned with the labels of Kahanist crackpots and kooks. I am not defined by the words of those who provide arrogant lectures. The titles I hold dearest is brother, followed by son, friend and American. In the end we are all defined by the person in the miror.