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Good Morning from St. Croix

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 30, 2004

Ahhhh…..

Eight hours of sleep – a night at the bar down on the ocean, some weblogging from the terrace last night – off to breakfast.

Pictures forthcoming.

Filed Under: Family

Prefontaine: Sacrificing the Gift

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 29, 2004

When I was in middle school, I started running track. I was not a very athletic young boy and the major growth spurt that usually spurns a person of my age into athletics had simply not happened. But track appealed to me because I liked to run. I ran a lot – all of the time – almost from when I got up to when i went to bed.

That’s a far cry from my current physical state, but that’s a different issue for a different time.

In middle school, I ran the middle and long distances – the 800 meter, the 1600 meter, and the 110 meter hurdles. I ran away from field events, they required strength, and I didn’t have it.

But it was an article in Runner’s World during the summer before my Freshman year of High School that changed my thoughts about running. It was there that I read the story of Steve Prefontaine.

Prefontaine, usually just called “Pre”, was one of the most gifted and spirited runners of his time. As I’m offline as I write this, I can’t begin to write about his accomplishments. But he was a man who ran fast, won races, and had chosen to live his life out loud. He suffered through controversy, heartbreak, and other challenges before being tragically killed in a car accident at a young age.

Yesterday, I was in downtown Boston with a co-worker and stopped into Niketown to show him the marathon exhibits that they had and take a look around the store.

On the ground floor, at the end of the marathon exhibit, was this quote from Steve Prefontaine:


To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the gift

I’m a pretty intense individual about alot of things – but I could be more intense at work – more intense on getting things done at home – but importantly, alot more intense with taking care of myself. Prefontaine’s quote on the wall, combined with a scare earlier this week with my health, made me think.

So I walked over to the running section and bought running shoes and workout clothing.

Long live Pre.

Filed Under: General

Confronting Mortality

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 29, 2004

I have never been a paragon of physical health. I am overweight, I do not exercise at any pace approaching regularity, and my diet ranges from poor to downright shitty. I’ve only made two significant changes in my health in the past year – I followed Atkins for about three months and lost thirty pounds (some of which I’ve regained) and I completely dropped caffeine – though I occasionally imbibe from time to time.

On Tuesday, I followed my normal routine. I got up, took a long hot shower, dressed, and left home around 5:45am for my office and then for some store visits to follow. I’m usually in the office only on Mondays, but had some training to attend this Monday and wasn’t able to make it then.

When I arrived at the office around 6:45am – I got out of my car and opened the rear door to get my backpack out when I felt an immense popping feeling in my chest.

For the next two minutes, I thought I was suffering a heart attack. The pain was intense, but not localized. And I could hardly move.

After a moment or two, when the pain subsided, I realized that I had pulled something in my lower back or left side of my chest — as I write this now, two days later, I know that I had somehow yanked a muscle hard on the left side of my chest – as I now have some pain there when I bend over.

It was the single scariest health issue I’ve had in the last decade – it was certainly something that makes you think.. and wonder.. about what your future holds for you if you don’t start taking your health more seriously.

It certainly made me think – and I resolve to change my approach in the future.

Filed Under: Family

Victor Davis Hanson: Between War and Peace

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 29, 2004

I wasn’t planning on starting any books this morning that involved any deep thinking as I fly from Boston to St. Croix via San Juan on American Airlines, but I was caught by the cover of this week’s Sports Illustrated, about Pat Tillman’s journey from Athlete to Soldier.

So I pulled out Victor Davis Hanson’s new collection of essays, Between War and Peace

And damn, he’s caught me again, and I don’t want to put it down. But I have to – so that my mind can work through his thoughts and its impact on my own. Here are some snippets from the first three essays in this collection, all written from 9/11/2002 through 1/3/2003 and focused on The War Against Terror.

Introduction

I had thought that the pessimism that presaged defeat in Afghanistan – the mountains, remember, were too high, the weather too cold, the religious calendar too foreboding, the factions too numerous, the Taliban too ferocious, and the country itself the graveyard of the British and Russian armies – might have been dispelled by the miraculous victory over the Taliban in a matter of six weeks at a cost of a handful of American lives. BUt it was not to be, as the renewed display of gloom during 2003-3 would prove.

[…]

As I wrote on July 4th, 2003, we are again told – after one of the most remarkable military victories in American history – that we are in perpetual crisis: no firm evidence of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq as yet uncovered; no word about the ultimate fate of Saddam Hussein; and constant sniping and assassination of American troops in postwar Iraq with dears now reaching well over one hundred. Yet we forget that occupation is never easy – consider the mess of restoring order to territories of the former Japanese empire in 1946 – and our task is made difficult both by the sheer rapidity of a victory designed to shock rather than kill a large number of Baathist troops and the unlikely task of implanting consensual government in a region where democracy has no history.

[…]

Much of my own sense of things, of course, grew out of lifelong residency on a small farm in the San Joaquin Valley of California and my own training as a classicist and military historian who teaches Latin and Greek to mostly minority students at California State University, Fresno. The two worlds are not as antithetical as they might seem. The Greeks, after all, were a rural people, and the literature of a Homer or Thucydides often reveals a tragic view of the human condition often shared by contemporary agrarians who through the daily experience of battling nature to obtain a living – and now so often failing – agree that there are certain constraints on us all across time and space, given that the physical world remains unforgiving and the nature of man himself stays constant

The Wages of September 11th: There is no going back

The more the world knows of al Qaeda and bin Laden, the more it has found them both vile and yet banal – and is so confident and eager to eradicate them and all they stand for. It is one thing to kill innocents, quite another to take on the armed might of an aroused United States. Easily dodging a solo cruise missile in the vastness of Afghanistan may make good theater and bring about braggadocio; dealing with grim American and British commandos who have come seven thousand miles for your head prompts abject flight and an occasional cheap infomercial on the run. And the ultimate consequence of the attacks of September 11 will not merely be the destruction of al Qaeda but also the complete repudiation of the Taliban, the Iranian mullocracy, the plague of the Pakistani madrasahs, and any other would-be fundamentalist paradise on earth.

[…]

Indeed, as the months progressed, the problems inherent in “the European way” became all too apparent: pretenious utopian manifestos in lieu of military resoluteness, abstract moralizing to excuse dereliction of concrete ethical responsibility, and constant American ankle-biting even as Europe lives in a make-believe Shire while we keep back the forces of Mordor from its picturesque borders, with only a few brave Frodos and Bilbos tagging along. Nothing has proved more sobering to Americans than the skepticism of these blinkered European hobbits after September 11.

[…]

Real concern for the sanctity of life may hinge on employing, rather than rejecting, force, inasmuch as our troops are as deadly and protected abroad as our women, children, aged, and civilians are impotent and vulnerable at home. It seems to me a more moral gamble to send hundreds of pilots into harm’s way than allow a madman to further his plots to blow up or infect thousands in high-rises.

Al Qaedism: From Criminality to Politics in the Blink of an Eye

By the same token, it is very American for zealots to shout displeasure at their government, but their slurs that the President of the United states, the Vice President, and the Secretary of Defense are the “true axis of evil” rather than Stalinist North Korea, fascist Iraq, or theocratic Iran have consequences in the future that we cannot predict in the present. And we should be concerned that an apparent Iraqi national, recently returned with permission from Saddam Hussein’s regime, leads Americans in chants about their amoral war. We should cringe, too, when the former attorney general, Ramsey Clark, compares an American administration to Heinrich Himmler, the architect of the Gestapo. There are ripples from such hate and we are seeing how insidiously they can lap into crazy minds.

In other words, we have a moral responsibility to oppose such extremism, and yes, subversion. Such hateful anti-American language can lend a sense of legitimacy and encouragement to a John Muhammad, a mixed-up teenage John Lee Malvo, or an angry anti-Semite Hesham Mohamed Modayet at the Los Angeles airport, and so elevate their pathologies into something apparently “meaningful,” or perhaps even enrage them to at last act.

It’s Not the Money, Stupid! War Apparently Must be Anything Other Than Good v. Evil

It has only been a little more than a year since September 11 and already therapeutic voices are back, suggesting that we are somehow culpable for our own calamity because we did not give away enough money to the Middle East. Not long ago the well-meaning and sincere Senator Murray of Washington contrasted the purported civic philanthropy of Osama bin Laden with the supposed failure of the United States to help those impoverished in the Middle East. She was apparently perplexed over why so many Islamic countries hate us – and perhaps thinks that instead of warring with Iraq we should spend the projected billions in war costs on more foreign aid to convince the Arab masses to like us rather than him.

[…]

Sadly, prosperous Westerners never seem to learn of the folly of honoring appeasement of naivete – the awarding of Nobel Peace Prizes to the likes of a Le Duc Tho and Yasser Arafat, as if global praise might make them statesmen rather than murderers, to a Kim Dae Jung, as if his demonstrable kindness would pacify rather than embolden North Korea, or to ex-president Carter, as if his well-meaning parleys with tyrants could bring peace. As chief executive emeritus, his saintliness now plays well; but we forget in the rough and tumble of his presidency that Mr. Carter’s brag that he had no “inordinate fear of communism” was followed by the brutal Russian invasion of Afghanistan, that sending Ramsey Clark to apologize to the Iranians did not win the release of the American hostages in 1980, and that UN Ambassador Andrew Young’s praise of Cuban troops in Africa and his clenched-fist, Black Power salutes to African leaders did not stop Communist intervention and bloodletting abroad.

The United States cannot lose the struggle on the battlefield, as we did not lose the Vietnam conflict in the strict military sense either. But we most surely can fail in this war if our citizens and leaders reach for their checkbooks as the fundamentalists reach for their guns – or convince themselves that our enemies fight because of something we, rather than they, did.

Hanson always provokes my thought process in ways that I had not considered before. Off to think deeply as we fly over the deep blue of the Atlantic Ocean on the way to San Juan and St. Croix…

Filed Under: Deep Thoughts

iPod Heaven

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 29, 2004

My iPod tells me this morning that it has 18.5GB of content – comprising some 3,331 songs.

Woot!

Filed Under: Music

And they’re off…

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 29, 2004

Off to St. Croix until May 9th, blogging will be slow and sporadic.

But the sun won’t be 🙂

Au Revoir.

Filed Under: Family

John Phelps

by Bryan Strawser · Apr 28, 2004

John Phelps the father of LCPL Chance Phelps, who was killed in action in Iraq earlier this month, has posted some information on his webpage.

If you have time, take a few minutes to watch the video from PBS about Chance’s funeral and the town of Dubois, Wyoming. A fascinating look at a town not unlike where I grew up in Indiana.

Filed Under: Military

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