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Labels and Hate
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We need a human revolution!

August 21, 2004
What happened to the "UNITED" in the "United States of America?" United we stand, divided we fall. Donít we all know that axiom? Yet we have split ourselves asunder. How did this happen. At one time people in the government cared; they worked for peace and equality. Now, their eyes reflect dollar signs, and they have labeled us according to voting choices.

The labels we have given ourselves are splitting this country into pieces. Hate is taking over. To hate is to be ignorant. Ignorance is the lack of knowledge. The "right" hate the "left", the "left" hate the "right", conservatives, liberals, democrats, republicans all hate each other (these labels do not deserve to be capitalized.) Listen to rush limbaugh sometime; if you can stand it. He has done more to split this country than any 100 men.

Frankly, I don't know what I am. I like money as much as the next man. Does that make me a conservative? I believe in saving the environment. Does that make me a bleeding liberal? I'm registered as non-partisan. Does that make me a traitor? I believe women should be allowed to make their own decisions about their bodies. I don't know what that makes me. I believe war is stupid and can be avoided. I can't stand to see young boys and girls slaughtered. And I believe when it says "Thou shalt not kill" that it means everybody. I really don't want to be labeled. I want to work with everyone. I don't feel like hating anyone. I never did, and don't want to start now. I am lost!! 

Maybe I could start by hating the weather. Too damn hot, too friggin' cold. Or maybe I could hate cats, or hate dogs. That could be a starter. Then maybe in time I could learn to hate human beings. Then maybe I could get a label. Is the label that important? I guess it, is if it helps you hate. I like people, I don't want to hate them. I don't need a label.

Placing labels on people makes it easier to kill them. One of the headlines In The San Diego Union Tribune the other day read "Mexican Soldiers Kill 11 Rebels". What if the headline read "Humans in soldier uniforms killed 11 humans in rebel uniforms" Either way you put it, 11 human beings were killed by other human beings.

Life is our most precious gift, to take life away from any one individual is a crime against all mankind. At one time these "rebels" were born, had parents, were children, and then became adults, who wanted something better for their people, and they were willing to put their lives on the line for their belief. There was something wrong with the way they were being treated, and they wanted to change it. I am not making judgments, but isn't that they way our forefathers felt when they rebelled against their English government.

Rebels cause revolutions, revolutions cause change (good and bad). If the governments listened to the people and served the people instead of being so self-serving, would there be rebels? There may be criminals (another label) but no rebels.

Labels make it easy to hate, mistreat, rip off, and kill. When we see each other as human beings instead of labels we will be starting the biggest revolution in the world; human revolution. If we conquer hate, we will be the most victorious rebels in the world. Stop hate and there will be peace. Human beings will be victorious.

Hate is taught, we don't come into this world with hate. To teach hate is the most criminal of all acts against mankind. Teach compassion and soon there will be no reason to hate. So simple, yet so hard. It starts with you. Can you wear it?

Sam Younghans - August 21, 2004

December 23, 2004
I've found some labels!! The biggest and the best label is "Human." That right I am a human, what a great label. It covers everyone, there is no need to go further. But, how do you earn that label?? (After this was written, a better label appeared. You'll find it below.)

In the beginning we were all humans, until we started labeling each other. Once we accepted a label, we wore it on our vest with pride, and woe to anyone with a different label. It was them and us - no in between - no gray areas. And we would not listen to any other opinion - our leaders word was the law. How convenient, we no longer had any need to think. People who think are dangerous. We had our leaders. Anyone who disagreed with the leader was a traitor.

But, back to the question, how do we return to being a human? The first thing, I would say, is to start thinking for yourself - don't accept what you are told as the gospel. Research it - seek the truth. You do have a brain - use it with pride. Do you really like being a sheep?

Next - start listening to others with different opinions. You donít have to agree, just open your self to other ways - new ways - different ways. It is exciting to do this. You open up a whole new world that has been there, waiting for you to wake up.

Youíre almost there. Next - drop all labels. See people as individuals not as groups, races, colors, right wing, left wing or any other label you know. Individuals are unique! They all eat, drink, sleep and feel with the same feelings you have. They are no different - they are all humans - if you take the time to find out.

I was fortunate to find that out at an early age. My grandfather was a bigot (also a politician). I heard his talk of the blacks. I lived in a part of town that had no blacks. The town as a whole had very few blacks living in it. In fifth grade, I joined the "Patrol Boys," a group put together by the chief of police. We had meetings every week and boys from all of the schools in my hometown met to learn about traffic and about directing kids across the streets. We also had special meetings to learn to drill. We were taken to other cities to march in their parades. It was a grand feeling. The Elks Club took us in buses to and from the cities. On one of my first trips I was seated next to a black boy my age. His name was, Stoney.

For some strange reason, I didnít remember my Grandfatherís talks, degrading blacks. I just saw another boy seated next to me that was doing the same thing I was doing - marching in a parade. We had a grand time, and after that parade we sat together on the ride home. After that first parade, every time we drilled, we would get together and when we rode the bus to another parade, always saved a seat for the other one. That made me un-eligible for the label "bigot" or "prejudiced." I would never become an Archie Bunker.

I ran out of time! More to come on this subject. WE have to all be humans soon!!!

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December 31, 2004:
This morning, I lay in bed thinking about God, and where I was at with him, on this day. As a child, the religions I knew were the Methodist, Presbyterian, Catholic, Baptist and Jewish. Living seventeen miles up the Allegheny River from Pittsburgh, we were included in the melting pot of nationalities that made up that area. Work in the steel mills and coalmines attracted people from all nationalities.

My Mother attended the Methodist Church, which was my first introduction to religion. My Grandmother attended the Presbyterian Church, so that was included in my religious teachings. Then, through my playmates, I learned about the other religions. It was intriguing to learn the different ways people thought and lived. I loved visiting my friends on their holidays, of going to weddings, picnics in the summer, dances in their clubs, and also, going to their churches and synagogues. I guess this ruined me; I had no potential of ever making the elitist groups of prejudiced and dichotomous thinkers of the world.

Throughout my life I have had mixed feelings about religions. I practiced Yoga for quite a while; I joined the Ananda Marga Yoga Society, and I went to Yoga retreats, even turned our house in Sonoma, California into an ashram, where people came to meditate, meet and receive a mantra from a Yogi, Yatish Vera Ananda. We taught Hatha Yoga at the ashram and later, I taught it at a health club in New York City. While in New York, a friend, asked me to go to a Buddhist meeting, where they chanted Nam Myoho Renge Kyo. I told him I was satisfied with Yogi and didn’t need anything else. That was in 1968. We’ve remained friends to this day. You’ll hear more about him later.

In 1973, while living in Hollywood, I was once again invited to a Buddhist meeting. This time I went - found it very interesting. Heard experiences of people who were chanting and saw changes in people who had begun chanting. When asked what I thought of it, my reply was that chanting for world peace was a major plus. I liked the idea that people were not ashamed to chant for possessions or things for themselves, that it was okay, and encouraged.

Many of the experiences were about chanting for, and getting possessions. I felt there was much more to chanting than just getting possessions, that those people, who got into it for the possessions, would one day see the more spiritual values of it.

I attended meetings with my friend for about three or four months before I decided I wanted to receive a Gohonzon (the scroll that everyone received when they accepted the faith.) I became a Buddhist. I saw how much it helped people find themselves and become happy. I received my Gohonzon, which I still have. I chanted for over thirty years.

Throughout that time, God was still in my conscience. From my Yoga days I always felt that there were many paths to God, and shied away from anything that said there is only one way to God. With so may different people in the world, there had to be many ways to know God. I looked at chanting as a key to God that worked for anyone who did it. I never accepted it as the one and only way.

One day, the Buddhist lay organization and the Priests were separated because of disagreements about finances and power. I was told I would have to make a decision between the temple and the organization. The organization said the temple was evil and the priest said that the organization was evil.

My answer to them was as follows: Nichiren Daishonin (founder of the Nichiren Sect) said, "All in all, the disciples and believers of Nichiren should chant Nam-myoho-renge-kyo (Daimoku) in perfect unity (Itai Doshin) transcending all differences among themselves to become indivisible as fish and water in which they swim. This spiritual bond is the basis for the universal transmission of the ultimate law of life and death. Herein lies the true goal of Nichiren's propagation. "When you are so united, even the greatest hope for Kosen Rufu (World Peace) can be fulfilled without fail. If any of Nichiren's disciples disrupt the unity of Itai Doshin, he will destroy his own castle from within." This was part of Nichiren Daishonin's reply to Sarienbo, February 11, 1272, The Lifeblood of True Buddhism - Heritage of the Ultimate Law of Life. The website: www.parsec-santa.com/Buddhism has more information.

At a large meeting we were told that we had to make a decision, I got up and said I didn’t want to make a decision, that splitting us apart was Dotai Ishin (non-unity), that we could not gain world peace that way, that we must stay united in order to win. Many people agreed with me, but it had already been decided. I stopped attending meetings, but continued to chant.

With all of the changes, I began thinking more about God. I saw God as a cosmic energy. Then I realized that God is everywhere - God is! God is in everything, including humans and everything that is in the cosmos. Therefore God is in me - in everyone - no discrimination. If this is so, and I believe that it is, then we should look on each other with love and caring. We may not like everything an earthling does, but we can still love the earthling.

About the same time that I started to practice Buddhism, I met a man, David St. Clair, who had written a few books on metaphysics. One of the things I remembered was about a daily exercise he did, regarding prayer. He had been told about this exercise from two different sources, the last being from a woman in the Peruvian mountains. He said that he wished he had taken the first person’s advice, but was glad that it finally became a part of him.
I began doing the exercise and it has evolved into a daily exercise, with some re-wording, but with the same intent.

Before I relate my exercise, I want to get back to today’s earlier thoughts. I had written an article about labels dividing us, causing hate, violence and war. I didn’t want a label. The only labels I could think of that could cover everyone were "human" or "earthling". We are all human and we are all earthlings. There looked like two good labels. So if anyone asked me what my label was, I could say "earthling" or "human."

Then I remembered my exercise. I’m not sure any more how I began the exercise, or when I first started doing it, but it evolved into, "Thank you, God! Thank you for everything you brought to me. Thank you for making me aware that I am eternally one with you and all of the Universe. I bring the cosmic forces of God into my body and I ask for strength, protection, guidance, wisdom, compassion, good health and fortune (fortune meaning; being in the right place at the right time - not power or wealth.)" I put a white light around my family and loved ones and then prayed for individuals. The prayer was for their protection from harm and evil, and that we may all serve God.

If someone were to ask me how do I know that God is within all of us, I would have to I answer, "I feel it." For how do we really know anything about God? Do we have to be told by someone who sets himself up as a conduit - who says that the only way to God is through him and his beliefs?

So, what do I want to be labeled? I know what I want to be labeled, and what we all could be labeled. At that point I realized that my friend, who first offered to introduce me to the Buddhist teachings, had been talking about this very subject a few days ago. He now lives in Florida, a wonderful person, and we still communicate. My friend used the same term in our conversation; a term that I feel we all could be labeled. You got it! COSMIC! If God is within us, and God is of the Universe, and if God is COSMIC, what better label could we possibly invent for ourselves? WE are all COSMIC, whether we like it or not.

Next time you look at someone, anyone; see God in that someone. You will be looking at yourself. How long would wars last if we all adopt that attitude? It starts with you. See God in you, and you will see God in everyone. We are all perfect, we just never knew it, and no authoritarian would ever tell us that fact. They would lose control.

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by Samuel Younghans

I see a scenario of a great battle that is about to begin. This is to be the battle of the century. Millions of people will view this event on their television sets.  Thousands of armed troops line up on either side of a great battlefield, ready to go into battle.
They are in this battle because of politics and self interest groups on both sides. The soldiers know that many of them will be dead at the end of this day, yet because of their indoctrinations and beliefs in patriotism, they go forward to death, believing it is for a good cause. No one told them that what they were dying for was money and power.
            The troops on both sides begin moving forward into position to attack. They can see each other as they move closer towards the approaching battleground. Suddenly a hush falls over the whole area. Two beautiful, white doves circle in the sky, swooping over the heads of the soldiers, first on one side, then on the other, finally, they set down in the middle of the battleground - they are courting. Suddenly, they hear beautiful music - it is an old world waltz. The doves move to the sounds of the music.
            The advancing troops stop to behold this beautiful sight. They lay down their weapons and sit on the ground watching the doves. There is a strong feeling of peace, permeating the battleground. The troops on both sides begin humming and swaying to the sounds of the waltz. The male dove is strutting around his mate with his feathers all ruffled up. The troops cheer; there are tears in their eyes.
            The Commanders, who are watching from a safe distance, only see the troops sitting with their weapons on the ground. “What is going on? Get those men off the ground - they must fight!” Immediately, orders are dispatched; the troops ignore them. They wave to each other and they are laughing with happiness.
            Hate, instilled by the authoritarians, is dissolving, replaced by an acknowledgment of each other. Some of the men are calling to the doves; others are walking towards each other, their weapons left behind on the ground. As they converge, they shake hands and embrace each other. They watch as the two doves fly off into the sun. A huge cheer bellows up from the, would be, battleground. There will be no killing today. A rainbow appears in the horizon.
            The millions, who watched on television, applaud and cheer. Never in the history of the world has so many tears flowed. Could this be the end of war? Why not? What greedy politician would dare mention the word “war,” let alone suggest starting another war? Those sad individuals will have to find another source of income.
            We are most fortunate to be living in this perfect world. If we stop our authoritarian, dichotomous thinking, we might even make this planet a paradise for every "Cosmic" on earth. Who knows, it might even spread out into the universe.
Peace and love, from a "Cosmic"

Thank you to: Dr. Wayne Dyer for the use of his words; “authoritarian” and “dichotomous".


Sam Younghans - December 31, 2004

I would like to thank Dr. Wayne Dyer for the use of his words; authoritarian and dichotomous.

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Another Label

Yes friends, it IS the same John Dean from Watergate. 


Triumph of the Authoritarians
    By John W. Dean
    The Boston Globe

    Friday 14 July 2006


    Contemporary conservatism and its influence on the Republican Party was, until recently, a mystery to me. The practitioners' bludgeoning style of politics, their self-serving manipulation of the political processes, and their policies that focus narrowly on perceived self-interest - none of this struck me as based on anything related to traditional conservatism. Rather, truth be told, today's so-called conservatives are quite radical.

    For more than 40 years I have considered myself a "Goldwater conservative," and am thoroughly familiar with the movement's canon. But I can find nothing conservative about the Bush/Cheney White House, which has created a Nixon "imperial presidency" on steroids, while acting as if being tutored by the best and brightest of the Cosa Nostra.

    What true conservative calls for packing the courts to politicize the federal judiciary to the degree that it is now possible to determine the outcome of cases by looking at the prior politics of judges? Where is the conservative precedent for the monocratic leadership style that conservative Republicans imposed on the US House when they took control in 1994, a style that seeks primarily to perfect fund-raising skills while outsourcing the writing of legislation to special interests and freezing Democrats out of the legislative process?

    How can those who claim themselves conservatives seek to destroy the deliberative nature of the US Senate by eliminating its extended-debate tradition, which has been the institution's distinctive contribution to our democracy? Yet that is precisely what Republican Senate leaders want to do by eliminating the filibuster when dealing with executive business (namely judicial appointments).

    Today's Republican policies are antithetical to bedrock conservative fundamentals. There is nothing conservative about preemptive wars or disregarding international law by condoning torture. Abandoning fiscal responsibility is now standard operating procedure. Bible-thumping, finger-pointing, tongue-lashing attacks on homosexuals are not found in Russell Krik's classic conservative canons, nor in James Burham's guides to conservative governing. Conservatives in the tradition of former senator Barry Goldwater and President Ronald Reagan believed in "conserving" this planet, not relaxing environmental laws to make life easier for big business. And neither man would have considered employing Christian evangelical criteria in federal programs, ranging from restricting stem cell research to fighting AIDs through abstinence.

    Candid and knowledgeable Republicans on the far right concede - usually only when not speaking for attribution - that they are not truly conservative. They do not like to talk about why they behave as they do, or even to reflect on it. Nonetheless, their leaders admit they like being in charge, and their followers grant they find comfort in strong leaders who make them feel safe. This is what I gleaned from discussions with countless conservative leaders and followers, over a decade of questioning.

    I started my inquiry in the mid-1990s, after a series of conversations with Goldwater, whom I had known for more than 40 years. Goldwater was also mystified (when not miffed) by the direction of today's professed conservatives - their growing incivility, pugnacious attitudes, and arrogant and antagonistic style, along with a narrow outlook intolerant of those who challenge their thinking. He worried that the Republican Party had sold its soul to Christian fundamentalists, whose divisive social values would polarize the nation. From those conversations, Goldwater and I planned to study why these people behave as they do, and to author a book laying out what we found. Sadly, the senator's declining health soon precluded his continuing on the project, so I put it on the shelf. But I kept digging until I found some answers, and here are my thoughts.

    For almost half a century, social scientists have been exploring authoritarianism. We do not typically associate authoritarianism with our democracy, but as I discovered while examining decades of empirical research, we ignore some findings at our risk. Unfortunately, the social scientists who have studied these issues report their findings in monographs and professional journals written for their peers, not for general readers. With the help of a leading researcher and others, I waded into this massive body of work.

    What I found provided a personal epiphany. Authoritarian conservatives are, as a researcher told me, "enemies of freedom, antidemocratic, antiequality, highly prejudiced, mean-spirited, power hungry, Machiavellian and amoral." And that's not just his view. To the contrary, this is how these people have consistently described themselves when being anonymously tested, by the tens of thousands over the past several decades.

    Authoritarianism's impact on contemporary conservatism is beyond question. Because this impact is still growing and has troubling (if not actually evil) implications, I hope that social scientists will begin to write about this issue for general readers. It is long past time to bring the telling results of their empirical work into the public square and to the attention of American voters. No less than the health of our democracy may depend on this being done. We need to stop thinking we are dealing with traditional conservatives on the modern stage, and instead recognize that they've often been supplanted by authoritarians.
John W. Dean, former Nixon White House counsel, just published his seventh nonfiction book, Conservatives Without Conscience.

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This is what the 4th of July means to me: Remember this date; Sunday_03_27_1939

It is Sunday 03/27/2011 and I have been listening to “KJAZ with, Chuck Cecil, playing songs from this day in 1939. My mind took me back to those days. I was eight years old at that time, living in New Kensington, Pennsylvania. I was in the fourth grade at the Third Ward School on Victoria and Walnut. I939 was the year we saw Judy Garland in “The Wizard of Oz” and in September, Hitler attacked Poland. I have photos of the sky that day taken by my Dad. It was a scary red sky and while he was shooting the sky, a newsboy came down our street shouting, “EXTRA! EXTRA! Hitler attacked Poland.”
There were many who felt the oncoming disaster that was approaching the world. Hitler had already been building his war machine. Many people supported him and many were in denial. No one in our country wanted another war. I don’t believe that even the businessmen of that day, who stood to profit from it, wanted war.
There was a little market, on the way to school, that sold flat squares of bubblegum with baseball cards and war cards inside the package. We bought both and then traded them. The war cards were mostly of Japan’s invasion of China. They weren’t nice photos. There were photos of large groups of Chinese, being machine gunned as they huddled next to each other. Little did we know - we were next.
My mind traveled to a Sunday when I walked downtown with a small group of friends to see Bud Abbot and Lou Costello in “Buck Privates”. It was getting dark when my Dad picked us up at the theater. On the way home, he told us about Pearl Harbor. I remember arriving home; going immediately to the basement, and setting up for target practice with my BB-gun. I knew I would be going sooner or later.
These were some of my thoughts as a lay there listening to Chuck Cecil talk about those times and playing that old familiar music. I then thought of how happy I was to be still alive and actually in a musical, playing “Gus , The Theater Cat” for the Ukiah Civic Light Opera’s production of “Cats”. With that good feeling flowing through my body, I remembered all of the people who were slaughtered by the wars. I thought of all of our troops that died or were maimed. Then I thought of the ones who are still being slaughtered for the greed and power of a few – and I cried. Large tears fell down my cheeks; I did not try to sop them, I cried for all mankind and the terrible state we have allowed ourselves to reach through fear, hate, ignorance and greed.
I believe in “us.” We can change all of this for the better, by starting with ourselves, and working outward. We know that trees, plants and animals vibrate and respond to vibrations; and that one tuning fork will resonate to another if they are set to the same frequencies. People also vibrate and need to resonate with each other. So, whether they receive good or bad vibrations, they act accordingly. Why not send good vibrations out into the universe and make this a better world for all? Nameste, Nam Myoho Renge Kyo, God Bless, Adios, Shalom, Salute, Auf Weidersehen, Au Revoir, Senebeti, Avedeci, Salaam, Khairete, Aloha, etc.

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