I don’t know about you but my stomach is turning and it’s not from too many barbecues Memorial Day weekend. No, my stomach is turning because we, as a nation, are hypocritical in the treatment of our veterans.
That’s not easy to write and I’m sure it makes some of you uncomfortable, but someone owes it to these men and women to speak what’s truly on their minds. I spent Memorial Day weekend at numerous observances and I had the honor of spending time with many veterans and their families. In no uncertain terms, our veterans are unanimously disgusted by the recent Veterans Administration (VA) healthcare revelations that treatment delays and falsified records have led to the deaths of fellow veterans.
Memorial Day was meant as a somber day of mourning for the war dead and reflection about the horrors and costs of war.
The annual Jones Beach extravaganza, uses flashy, flying weapons of war to “celebrate” a day meant for mourning. Why is this continued every year? For profits? To glorify war machines, hoping we don’t realize that these sleek fighters and bombers are meant for killing?
I love being a legislator for so many, many reasons; being able to secure the health, safety and welfare of my constituents to the best of my ability, being able to draft laws which have benefits for the people I represent and meeting the most wonderful, giving people and having the opportunity to work with them to make miracles happen. About two weeks ago just such an incident happened and I would like to share this with you.
I was contacted by a former Woodbury resident, whose family still lives in the area. He inquired about possible donations to help make a dream become a reality. The family suffered an overwhelming loss during the Sandy Hook school incident in Newtown, Conn. Their beautiful family member Madeleine was one of those who was taken by the gunman.
“I’m going shopping in Kara’s closet today!”
My daughter informed me, early last week, that she was going over to her friend’s house to borrow a few “things”. I’d assumed that she meant an article of clothing, such as a sweater or a pair of shorts.
I wasn’t expecting her to walk in the door with a Hefty bag.
A recent article by Senator Jack Martins regarding “The Heroin Highway” touched upon some very important concerns for every parent in our community. And while most of our children do not find themselves on this “highway,” the statistics and trends for drug use and abuse are alarming. And sadly, in spite of our best efforts, they are not decreasing.
Drug use is not a problem we can arrest our way out of. It is not a problem that emerges overnight because of “bad parenting” as some have proclaimed. It is not a problem that emerges because of one choice in one moment, although we do know that for some, lives can be lost that quickly. More often than not, drug use begins because of so many things that have gone wrong or not enough things going right. It often begins not with the use of drugs but with the breakdown of those things we know to be vital for children growing up in today’s times.
I don’t mind reasonable incremental changes to our children’s education. What I see, however, when you follow the money with Common Core, is an opportunity for billionaires like Bill Gates to apply monetary influence over politicians in order to gain political favor. I see a public school system focused more on testing and memorization of useless trivia, than students truly learning and grasping concepts.
With Common Core, I see corporations eventually profiting from access to our children’s confidential information, and a further invasion into our privacy. Will any of us be surprised if somehow Bill Gates’ Microsoft eventually benefits from computerized testing and educational software in our public schools?
The United Veterans of Hicksville would like to remind everyone to please use caution when arriving at the Memorial Day Parade assembly area, at the Sears parking lot, on Monday, May 26. We will begin assembling at 8 a.m. with a step off time of 9 a.m. We ask that anyone arriving early, please park on the north side of the light poles that run from the auto center to Bay Street. The south side is where the four parade divisions assemble.
If you are entering the parking lot from Bay Street please stay to the right, north, of the light poles. If you are entering from Broadway please stay on the left, north, of the light poles. There will be individuals with programs available to assist anyone in finding their position in the parade. Any of the participating organizations with floats, will be directed to the proper division that they are in.
I’m a journalist, author and psychoanalyst. I have written editorials and have been editorialized myself in Newsday, The New York Times and The Wall Street Journal. When I read Michael Miller’s “Viewpoint” (“American’s Deserve a Life After 6 p.m.,” The Hicksville Weekend, April 30-May 6), I recognized it as one of the finest editorial pieces I have ever come across.
I recall the first time I watched the infamous Cadillac commercial Mr. Miller referred to, and how persuasive and really evil it was. For those who have not seen the ad, it was a 60-second spot of a handsome actor walking through his luxury home, past his built-in pool and approaching his new Cadillac. All the while he discusses how ridiculous the lazy French are for taking off “all of August!” and how Americans are so smart to be willing to sacrifice all their time and energy to work and buy and work and buy.
Zwanger-Pesiri Radiology hosted their Walk MS at Belmont Lake State Park on Saturday, May 4. It was a fabulous day for the walkers, with bright sunshine and moderate temperatures. Several teachers from the Hicksville School District walked, in support of all who suffer from this unpredictable disease.
I somehow blew up my brother-in-law’s power washer last week. I don’t know how, but you know the feeling. You try never to borrow anything but when you finally do, not 20 minutes in, the otherwise indestructible machinery that’s been well-used for 15 years suddenly and inexplicably starts sputtering and belching smoke like a wounded Godzilla.
It’s a shame too. I was trucking right along, smoothly blasting away muck and grime when I suddenly heard a bolt blow clean off the side of the machine. So my meticulously planned three-hour task turned into a full-day excursion as I headed to the Home Depot to educate myself on the wide world of power washers and where I bought new ones for both my brother-in-law and myself. Lesson one: better not to borrow anything expensive, for Murphy’s Law will surely intervene.
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