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Stretching It: When the Story Stops Making Sense

By Thomas Kochman - 01.25.2011

As most folks, I love movies. One thing I always check for is whether the story line makes sense given the characters and situation.

For example, in Shawshank Redemption, one of my all time favorites, Andy Dufresne is planning his escape. In his last conversation with his fellow inmate, Red,

Andy offers his friend one more thing to remember to do when he is eventually released – something buried in a hayfield in Buxton [is it his gun? – or something else?]:

There’s a big hayfield up near Buxton…One in particular. It’s got a long rock wall, a big oak tree at the north end. It’s like something out of a Robert Frost poem. It’s where I asked my wife to marry me. We went there for a picnic and made love under that oak and I asked and she said yes. Promise me, Red. If you ever get out, find that spot. In the base of that wall, you’ll find a rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield. A piece of black, volcanic glass. There’s something buried under it I want you to have.

When Red is finally released from prison he goes to the place that Andy told him about and finds the box that Andy buried. He also finds a letter with it. It reads as follows:

Dear Red,
If you’re reading this, you’ve gotten out. And if you’ve come this far, maybe you’re willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don’t you? I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I’ll keep an eye out for you and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping that this letter finds you, and finds you well.
Your friend,

Ok. Here’s the problem. Read more »

Sticks and Stones ….

By Jean Mavrelis - 01.24.2011

Sticks and stones will break my bones, but names will never hurt me. Or so the nursery rhyme goes.

I agree with that in part, especially now, after Tucson.

A call for civility in our communication is fine, but I’m more worried about sticks and stones.

As Bill Maher said a couple of nights ago– it’s not the first amendment we have to curb, it’s the second.

In his segment called “new rules”, he said, tongue in cheek, “Don’t try to control guns or nuts, just be more polite.”

It’s shocking to me that assault rifles are legal.  Who protects themself with an assault rifle?

It’s called an “assault” rifle for a reason.

A child or teen is murdered in Chicago on a weekly basis.

Check out what the UK has done in the aftermath of school violence.

Fenton Johnson, Tucson author and teacher, argues poignantly that we probably have to minimize fear before we can convince citizens to get rid of guns.

Wouldn’t people have less reason to be fearful if there were a ban on assault rifles and handguns?