As The Sun Sets on The News Of The World

The sun never sets on the Rupert Murdock Empire. As scandal besets an old newspaper and they print their last edition and Rupert himself lands in London to take charge of the scandal of phone hacking and payoffs let me say........he has more where that came from. Including Fox News Cable Network in this country. My son in law writes for the Utica New York Newspaper , of which I am proud. I believe that one of the harms of this scandal reaches even into upstate NY. Trust......another nickel of trust has been taken away. Newspapers have always had a point of view a determination to seek their own identity. Mistrust of the fourth estate is nothing new. Murdock by this scandal has allowed news to become the bastards of the slimy hand again. You damage my family , neighborhood , the newspaper in my home this Sunday morning. Another crack in brickwall I have had in my life. The wall that keeps thoughtful consideration alive in my family and town and yes country.

A Moment of Silence

In my last blog I spoke of Peter Falk having passed on. A small side article in a local paper caught my attention soon after that. At Ossining High School at their graduation ceremony they had a moment of silence for their former graduate. If the kids knew of him at all it was from Princess Bride the movie. But you know it got me thinking , sometimes some of the best tributes may indeed be a simple moment of silence. Silence to think your own thoughts , feel whatever it is to feel. Let a passing be noticed by it's lack of noise. Probably I have been in over a thousand moments of silence in my life. I like the practice for the famous and non. From a 9/11 person lost to a well thought of teacher. A respectful moment. As my final example I will bring up Peter Sellers again from a previous blog I wrote. About 2 months after he died , the obits all written , fellow actors interviewed etc , there was one more tribute. His free Mason Lodge in Chelsey England stood after the opening of the lodge for that year. They stood in silence for their passing brother. Alas my brother. Sometimes , moments , quick and quiet moments keep you much more alive.