Life 2.0

It's not often that I feel like a 12 year-old kid, but today a box arrived that contained treasure beyond measure to me, and while I have almost nothing in common with the late, Hall of Famer Deacon Jones, the greatest defensive end in the history of the NFL, his presence and legacy was an important reminder to keep the kid in me alive, more than I do.

Last week I was in the gym, which isn't anything new-but-what is new, is that I pushed more weight than I had in a few years, which had me thinking about the kinesiology concept of S.A.I.D. or Specific Adaptation to Imposed Demands and "muscle memory."

 

I've been marinating on these concepts for three days, and once again the reminder comes that SAID isn't just limited to working out, and the physical body-but also applies to the mental, emotional and spiritual aspects of our lives.

 

That pic is of "The Iron Swede" aka my maternal grandfather-Karl Gustave Bengston-when was 20 years old in 1925.

Over time, I've become a conservation curmudgeon, when it comes to the ongoing environmental challenges we face, mostly because we're the ones creating the problems, then denying they exist. With over 20 years of effort in using my media platform to inform, entertain and inspire a greater awareness and responsibility, I wonder if any of it really matters in the big scheme of things. But, as always, there is a corridor of hope, of change and of stewardship that remains, no matter how much plastic we put in the oceans. Music from old friend John Denver always puts things in perspective as well.

It dawned on me earlier this morning, that today would have been my friend Hillary Raimo's 48th birthday. Hillary passed away suddenly last November, not long after she was a guest on the international radio show I host called "The Bridge." She was a force of nature, a fierce warrior and incessant seeker of those truths that live between the lines, that most of us miss. She was a best-selling author, internationally recognized artist and radio host. Taking a few moments to listen to her voice, lessons and laughter, I am reminded that tomorrow is promised to no one, and while she is no longer here in the physical, her gifts are still alive in the world.

So, I forked over $69.95 to watch five seasons of The Muppet Show on Netflix-and was surprised to find a disclaimer, warning me of the dangers and stereotypes that are embedded behind the antics of Kermit, Miss Piggy and the gang. Then, a few of Dr. Seuss's books were on the chopping block for the same reasons. As recall the one year anniversary , when Cyrus The Virus put us into barely controlled chaos, I was reminded by my conversation from many years ago, with the late, great Christopher Reeve of what's important.

When a friend of mine suggested I watch a documentary about the effects of social media on humanity at large, I carved out 90 minutes-which might have better been spent watching "Creature from the Black Lagoon." The documentary made some great points, but being a media insider for a couple of decades, nothing I haven't really heard before-and since I still think that common sense in uncommon times is usually the best answer-I offer up a solution to the "Social Media Dilemma."

I received an email last week from Christopher Wray, the Director of The FBI-informing me that after much searching and validation, I've been chosen to receive $10.7 million dollars tax free! I deleted the email of course, but somewhere in the world there's someone who thinks they finally hit the lottery-but only nitwits, dimwits or halfwits need apply.

 

That email had me going down the rabbit hole of human behavior and our seeming lack of common sense during uncommon times-which of course is nothing new.

What do the following things have in common?

 

Theodore Roosevelt, my barber, an internet troll, Burger King, a Post-It Note and the American flag have in common?

 

They are all part and parcel of the latest episode of the Life 2.0 Podcast.

 

Enjoy.

JSA

Finally! 2020 is officially in the history books, and life can start anew! Well...not exactly. While the concept of a clean slate is a good thing, but expecting 2021 to be a cake walk, is a set-up for depression, anxiety and a host of other soul crushing maladies, and while some major names passed away last year, I also wanted to take a little time and remember a few friends I lost, and also what I found, in their passing. 

'Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house, hardly a creature was stirring, except my computer mouse. So, I fired up my mic and swung into action, just to see if I could get a reaction. As we put another Christmas in the books, perhaps it's the perfect time to remember a few lessons that Charles Dickens wrote about 177 years ago, and that unfortunately are still much needed reminders today, and as a matter of fact...every single day of the year.