Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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a daily breath...

A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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So Little To Show
Posted on January 25, 2017 by j.g.lewis // 1 Comment

Dense fog obliterates the beginning of our day,
surrounded by pavement and landscape with little snow to
track where we have been or what we need to know. Without
a true north to guide our direction, we are pulled further
into this element of fear. Who do, or can, we hold dear.

Winter now that of a librarian’s hush; a hint of caution but
nothing to heed, not as such. Many of us decided not to listen.
Complicit in our actions or intent, the atmosphere has
become veiled in a chorus of disjointed voices, more
about the chosen and less about the choices.

Each of us comes from somewhere else. It is how we have
grown, forever going anywhere new instead of finding
our way home. Making friendly with strangers we never
really got to know, nothing comes from nothing
and we have so little to show.

Lessons learned in how we’ve lost control of our lives, liberty
being not about how we live but how we will die. Temporary
lapse of judgement or time, conscience, or reason. We truly
have no idea what to expect of the day, of ourselves,
or the remainder of the season.
© 2017 j.g. lewis

In The Palm Of Your Hand
Posted on January 18, 2017 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

Their backs are strong, but don’t put the weight of a dying business on the shoulders of the elephants.

Ringling Bros. announced this week that the show will no longer go on. The world-famous travelling act, almost 150 years old, will stop performing in May. Attendance at the circus has been dropping steadily for years, but following a decade-old battle with animal rights groups and governments, the company pulled the elephants out of the act last May.

Apparently, the soul of the circus left with the elephants. . . along with the profits.

Once big news when the circus (any circus) pulled into town (any town), the sky-high acrobatics, strong men, human oddities, and exotic animals no longer appeal to families as they once did.

These days it takes more than the promise of a hot dog and bag of peanuts to pull a 12-year-old kid away from the Xbox.

The circus is no longer relevant in the entertainment world. You don’t have to step under the big top to see all the action; not when you have access to that type of entertainment (and more) on your laptop or handheld device.

It is all right there in the palm of your hand, and it’s not limited by time or date. In fact, there is so much entertainment with live streaming in this digital age that you don’t have to go out any more.

And it seems we aren’t.

Movie theatre revenue is down, and it’s not just the high price of tickets and popcorn that is keeping people away. Quality of the offerings is down, for the most part, and you can watch the same shitty movies at home within days of release. Or you can watch something that might be better whenever you want through any number of subscriptions services.

At one time we relied on clubs and concerts as sources of new music. Not anymore. It is easier to find new music online, and preferred. Sadly. Recently Hugh’s Room, a comfortable Toronto restaurant and live music venue, closed its doors. Once popular with the acoustic, jazz, and indie music crowd, the 200-seat room has been struggling for some time.

People simply aren’t going out to find entertainment, not if they don’t have to. Or not if there isn’t a perceived reason to go out.

So while we may rejoice that the elephants and exotic animals are no longer misused or abused to give us a few laughs or a night out with the family, and while we may think of it as quality time at home, what this shows is that we want to be surprised and delighted when it comes to entertainment.

We don’t want to see the same old sort of lion-taming or sword-swallowing, out-of-date song and dance act. We don’t want to watch yet another sequel or remake. We want to be entertained.

Or we will just entertain ourselves at home.

Intolerant of Intolerance.
Posted on January 11, 2017 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

A year ago, out of frustration over what and who was dominating the news, I wrote and posted this right here. Somehow I thought (or hoped, or dreamed) that we, as a society or global community, would come to our senses. The situation has not changed, and neither has my hope that it will.

In all the scintillating sentences, salacious sound bites, news and views published, broadcast and available 24/7, there is a lot of nonsense about who belongs where.

Much of the talk, originally (though not original) comes top-down from leaders or potential leaders of nations as they stand tall to proclaim rights and responsibilities that clearly go against the way this planet has been evolving.

In this ever-hungry news cycle the comments make headlines, grab the first seconds of the newscast, and the views proliferate and become coffee-shop talk and idle banter. Those people stuck in the past herald these tired, old bigoted views and the velocity of these harmful ideals accelerate.

Intolerance has become the catchall word towards any of the isms, but the only thing inclusionary about the word is its ability to dress down a huge swath of the population in one swift breath. It is hatred, pure and simple, occasionally wrapped in imprudent puffery or packaged in some sort of theme-based oratory proffering intelligence.

I’m growing intolerant of intolerance. Lately it is all you hear about, whether gender-based, nationality, faith, or sexual orientation. The ‘anti’ talk comes from many sources, but right now there is one particular politician trumping out divisive language devised to prop up beliefs that one race, one religion (one country) is superior to all others.

It’s posturing, yes, but it goes far deeper. It pits people against one another, even those within the same nation.

Now I wholeheartedly believe in free speech; it is what keeps us growing intellectually and allows cultures to flourish. Part of that freedom comes with the responsibility of listening, learning, and even accepting or acknowledging the viewpoints of others. Freedom of speech does involve speaking one’s mind, but the words, phrases and diatribes need to be mindful. Even when hurtful, thoughts spoken should be founded in research and reason and not simply used to perpetuate stereotypes.

Where free speech is concerned, a well-formed argument is acceptable, even applauded. But there is little room for acceptance in any form of intolerance. Free speech comes from open minds. All the hate speech currently being bandied about promotes violence, elitism, and a shameful ideal that denigrates entire nations at a time when borders between countries are being eliminated (at least where trade and commerce is concerned).

Yes, sadly, history contains many, many examples of how opposing beings are, and have been, responsible for epic conflicts. There are currently evil powers at work in this world focused on mass destruction and devastation. But if we are to be hopeful we must look beyond these vengeful and revengeful acts and try to salvage our humanity. The trade between nations must be more than monetary.

If we allow this unruly and uncaring behaviour to repeat itself — if we allow this ever-enlarging global community to be ruled by closed minds — we are certain to not only repeat history’s past mistakes, but also deal with consequences we cannot even fathom.

Now I may be a dreamer, yes, but if people put as much effort into understanding as they do into standing their ground we may find ourselves in a position of truly being able to work out age-old conflicts.

Yes I dream big, but life is too short, and the planet too small to categorize and sub-divide the population in an effort to keep out anyone who does not look, sound, or hold the same beliefs we hold.

We live in an era of multiculturalism and mixed race. North America was, and continues to be, built on immigration. As we grow physically in size and spiritually by understanding, and as the population expands, as cultures blend and races and religions cohabitate, we must look favorably on this opportunity to grow as human beings.

We cannot paint everybody with the same brush; we can’t systematically decide who is right, or moral, or worthy, based on the hue of the skin, gender, sexual preference, language spoken, country of origin, or beliefs believed. By blindly discounting a certain population you are overlooking the opportunity to become involved with, influenced and inspired by, and more knowledgeable in the process.

It is unreal, unconscionable, and unacceptable to allow intolerance and this type of deterioration to continue. This is not about race. This is about disgrace.