Here’s an update on the bully bus story.
http://video.today.msnbc.msn.com/today/47917346#47917346 

The one negative thing I can say is this: The town hasn’t learned their lesson.
The parents are failing still.  Too many people thought the solution would be to call and bully the families of the bullies.  To excuse bullying in one case is to open the door for others.  An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.  Shame on you, town of Greece.  Named after the inventors of democracy, as in “people having power”,  clearly you have abused your freedom of speech, and you do not deserve the power given to you, but instead you carelessly extort the power you have to hurt or heal others with speech.  Apology is what breaks the cycle of verbal abuse, not more verbal abuse.

Behold, a great goober!

Thus has been signaled my new (and more permanent) blog, as well as the welcoming of my new son to the world (for those of you who didn’t know, I had a son a month ago today).

Our first Father’s Day brings a reflection of the first month: Eat, sleep, lose sleep, adore baby, watch baby eat and sleep and poop.  Stay up letting him sleep on me while I play Skyrim so his mother can sleep.  Go to class to learn how to teach grammar—not the Miss Fiddlesnitch way, banging a ruler on the desk and telling the little farmer’s son there’s something wrong with him for saying “ain’t”, but rather teaching kids to code-switch to talk like Miss Fiddlesnitch so prejudiced crackers can give them a job.

So on Father’s Day four generations assembled in one house: Noah, myself, my dad, my granddad.  My mother took a picture.  It was monumental to say the least.  I really am ushering in a new chapter in my life.  Gonna take a few things more seriously.  Gonna take a few things less seriously.  Gonna take time to rethink some things.  Begin some things anew.  And some things gonna keep doing the same, and not cease at.

I’ll talk on some things or others.  The topics will relate mostly to the spiritual, but what I have learned is that all things are spiritual, have a spiritual dimension.  There is no such thing as a “spiritual topic”, but rather topics that we either suck the spirit out of or simply talk on without regards to their spiritual dimension or application.  I’ll ramble some days and tweet the other.  That reminds me, up next is a twitter.  I need to crawl out of this cave.  My grandfather is catching up with me, learning how to use e-mail and whatnot.  Just yesterday he was sending smoke signals.  I can’t imagine what Noah will be using when he’s my age.

So welcome to my new blog.  Read.  Interact.  Share.  And by all means, keep your comments to yourself.  Then, after about fives minutes have passed, return to your computer, review your comment, and post it.  This isn’t YouTube, for crying out loud.  There are consequences.

-Caleb Coy signing out