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I found this spare head mixed in with the rest of the spare parts. Decided to put her on a body for the photos. I'll be finding new homes for a neighbor's childhood doll collection. Any ID help will be appreciated. Sorry I've been M.I.A. since I started a new J.O.B.
'Blinders!' Focus & follow the path to your Dreams!
Casey Moss of NBC's Days of our Lives for DREAM LOUD
Photograph By Brad Everett Young www.DreamLoudOfficial.com
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Our cat Casey in precious moment when sitting still. Pinhole photography, Ilford XP2 film, exp. about 0.5 sec, taken from hand.
Our Casey (we got her from a cattery) is a bit smutty compared with our previous tabby cat. So she got her name from the Casey Jones the famous American railroader who died an April 30, 1900 when trying to stop his train and save lives on foggy and rainy night.
LOS ANGELES, CA - AUGUST 29: Artist Casey Zoltan and Mike Shinoda of Linkin Park pose at the Glorious Excess Dies VIP Reception on August 29, 2009 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Tiffany Rose/WireImage) *** Local Caption *** Casey Zoltan; Mike Shinoda
Casey Brinkman of Lincoln won $5,000 playing Lucky for Life from the Nebraska Lottery! Casey said the winning ticket had numbers he'd replayed from a ticket his mom had bought him for his birthday. Congrats, Casey!
Casey Junior's coming down the track
Coming down the track
With a smoky stack
Hear him puffing, coming round the hill
-- From the Disney Animated Classic Dumbo
Here’s Casey Jr., part the Storybook Circus section in the new Fantasyland Expansion. It’s always cool to have something new to shoot and I was looking forward to seeing this new section. Though it’s colorful, I had a hard time getting the area into interesting frames. Could have been the unfortunate fence around Casey Jr. Or it could have been trying to avoid getting myself and/or my camera soaked!
(Disney's Magic Kingdom -- Storybook Circus -- Casey Jr. Splash 'n' Soak Station )
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On July 29th, Veterans for Peace-111 and the Whatcom Peace and Justice Center brought anti-war activist Cindy Sheehan to Bellingham. I attended her talk, and sat down for a private interview with her a few days later.
I wrote the following article on the talk and our interview. It appeared in abridged form in the August 12th, 2009 issue of Bellingham's 'Cascadia Weekly.'
Read the full article below or check out Cascadia's version here:
www.cascadiaweekly.com/cw?/content/articles/cindy_sheehan...
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Cindy Sheehan Wages A War on War
By Alexander Kelly
Cindy Sheehan knows the sufferings of a mother.
For more than two centuries, millions of mothers have watched their children leave home to serve in the United States military. Like Casey, Sheehan’s son, they were recruited, trained and shipped in the thousands near and abroad to serve some known or obscured U.S. interest.
In our culture, we expect the mothers of these soldiers to feel proud of their children’s service and show unwavering support for the fulfillment of their duty. While a large number of them do, pride is hardly alone among the emotions dominating their hearts. Fear, anxiety and helplessness also grip them. For Cindy Sheehan, it was enough to keep her up at night.
Cindy is the mother of Spc. Casey Sheehan, an American soldier who served in the Iraq War. On April 4th, 2004, Cindy’s worst nightmare came true. While watching television that evening, CNN reported that Casey and seven others had been killed during an effort to rescue American troops. Casey’s death led his mother on a mission to understand what motives brought us to the war in Iraq, what is keeping us there, and a realization of the deep meaning of her son’s service and sacrifice. She became a warrior against war and an advocate for a peaceful U.S. foreign policy.
Five years and three months later, American forces still occupy Iraq, and Cindy Sheehan still hasn’t given up. Late last month, Veterans for Peace Chapter 111 and the Whatcom Peace and Justice Center’s Executive Director, Marie Marchand, brought Sheehan to Bellingham. On a hot July day, 200 people came to hear her speak at Christ the Servant Lutheran Church.
The evening marked the final stop of a four-month tour. Last April, Cindy set off to promote the message of her latest book, Myth America: 10 Greatest Myths of the Robber Class and the Case for Revolution. The result of four years of tireless activism, Myth America represents Cindy’s effort to identify and plainly convey ten established premises that allow American imperialism to persist unchallenged. Our culture’s blind acceptance of these myths killed her son, Sheehan says, and if we fail to expose and do away with them, untold more American youths will be lost to an early and unnecessary death.
Prior to the loss of her son, Sheehan was not an anti-war activist. After Casey was killed, she began speaking out against the war, but didn’t become the focus of national media attention until she sought to confront George Bush himself. Sheehan recalls the exact moment.
Unable to sleep, she was sitting at her computer at three in the morning on August 3rd, 2005. While sharing her grief via email to a list of 300 supporters, the voice of the man who killed her son came over the radio. “I want to tell you his exact words,” Sheehan told the Bellingham audience. “’The families of the fallen can rest assured their loved ones died for a noble cause.’”
Bush’s statement came three months after the Downing Street Memo was leaked to the British media. Practically ignored by mainstream American press, the document contained the details of a discussion between senior officials of the British government. Included was a statement made by Richard Dearlove, then the head of Britain’s Secret Intelligence Service. Dearlove related Bush’s intent to justify an American invasion of Iraq on the basis of unconfirmed intelligence regarding possession of nuclear weapons and ties to terrorist groups. Foreign Secretary Jack Straw confirmed the president had already decided to take military action, but making a legal case for the invasion was difficult.
With full knowledge of the memo, Bush’s comment devastated Sheehan. “Not only were they [Casey and the others] tragically killed, but George Bush came on and said they died for a noble cause,” she typed to her readers.
When the press failed to inquire exactly what the soldiers died for, Cindy decided it was her turn to ask questions. “The press didn’t ask him what was the noble cause,” she continued typing. “What’s wrong with me? I have a voice.” Three days and 1800 miles later, Sheehan found herself setting up camp along with six others in Crawford, TX, three miles away from George Bush’s vacation ranch.
Sheehan’s modest protest exploded into the most publicized anti-war demonstration the country had seen since the beginning of the Iraq war. Cindy admits she didn’t expect Camp Casey to become so significant. The protest drew international media attention, attracting 15,000 Americans during its 26 days, and for a brief moment, succeeded in uniting America’s anti-war movement.
Though Bush brought his vacation in Crawford to an early end without answering her questions, Cindy knows why her son was sacrificed in Iraq. In an interview with Veterans for Peace, she asked, “Was it freedom and democracy? Bullshit! He died for oil. He died to make your friends richer. He died to expand American imperialism in the Middle East.”
Sheehan was pleased with the national discussion Camp Casey stirred up, but it did not bring peace in Iraq. It also failed to move in the direction Sheehan began to hope for. Cindy intended to rally the country to bring an end to the Iraq war. Instead, she felt the movement was taken advantage of by political opportunists.
“Unfortunately, I believe that the energy of the movement, the Camp Casey and the anti-war movement, was co-opted and misused by democrats and organizations that support democrats,” she declared.
Before Camp Casey, Sheehan worked with Progressive Democrats of America. Over time, she began to sense they were using the anti-war movement for their own benefit. After Casey’s death, when John Kerry ran for president in 2004, Sheehan held her nose while she gave him her vote, knowing well enough that he was not an anti-war candidate.
Her faith in the Democratic Party suffered another blow when Kerry conceded to the suspicious voting outcome in Ohio. She recalls the hopeless situation of the Green and Libertarian candidates demanding a recount themselves. “They had no hope of coming out on top, but they thought that with a democracy, every vote should count,” she explains.
Eventually, Sheehan began speaking out against Democrats who did not support a platform focused on ending the Iraq war.
After countless beatings from the left in the media and on liberal blogs, in 2007, Cindy left the Democratic Party. When the results of the 2008 Presidential election were in, Cindy was surprised at the flood of congratulatory emails and phone calls she received. The show of support made her feel misunderstood.
Cindy lamented, “I never did this to get democrats elected. I did it to end the occupations and now those haven’t ended, and the fact that they’re getting worse is very frustrating to me. Many people have fallen back to sleep thinking that a regime change means anything different is going to happen.”
The realization that a Democratic candidate does not equal an anti-war candidate occurred slowly in Sheehan over the last few years. In her newest book she argues against the conventional lines that divide our society. The divisions between race, religion, geography and two-party politics, are illusions, Sheehan writes. They serve the elite by having the convenient effect of distracting us from the only division that really matters.
“The only relevant division in this country is the class division. All other divisions are artificial and imposed upon us by the robber class to divide and conquer,” Cindy says. “We in the robbed class have way more in common with each other than we do that separates us.”
“It’s not about the person in charge,” Sheehan says. “It’s not about Republicans, its not about Democrats, it’s not about George Bush, it’s not about Barack Obama. It’s the system that we battle against. So if we change regimes, it doesn’t mean that we stop.”
Wall Street, the corporate media, the current form of U.S. Government. Sheehan tells the audience that all of these are part of the robber class. They exist to make a profit, Sheehan says, no matter the cost to the rest of us. Whether they admit it or not, they would sooner send the rest of us to our deaths than give up an opportunity for profit. “After Casey was killed, I used to think that profit was a consequence of war,” Cindy confesses. “But now I know it’s a reason for war. It doesn’t really matter if Goldman Sachs candidate A wins or Goldman Sachs candidate B wins.”
Sheehan’s revolution is not a violent one. She wants to free us from the oppressive grip of the Robber Class. She asks people to focus on their local communities. “That’s where we have the greatest success,” she pleads. With half-closed fists, she invokes the old adage, ‘Think Globally. Act Locally.” Major positive change never occurs from the top down in this country, she says. “It only happens in a grass roots movement that pulls the Robber Class to us.”
Before the talk began, Cindy announced that the following day, she would return home to exercise and devote herself to her children and grandchildren. She will also continue to produce her radio show, Cindy Sheehan’s Soapbox, and focus her efforts on a new set of myths, tentatively titled Myth America 2. Apparently, Cindy Sheehan does not surrender.
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Epilogue
The talk began shortly after 7 P.M. I arrived at 6:15 with my friend Chris Crow, who photographed the event. For thirty minutes, we canvassed the church, guessing at the light and looking for the best angles for photographs of the talk. At around 6:30, Katelyn showed up, followed by three good activist friends of mine.
A few minutes before Cindy was introduced, I fiddled in my chair, joining a discussion of nonsense and commenting on the crowd of ‘usual suspects’ that regularly gathers for ‘peace’ events. After a few moments, Cindy appeared.
She is a blonde woman, of slightly taller-than-average height and is smiling as she enters the room. The crowd applauds and smiles back. She walks not with airs of importance or distinction, but as a simple woman ready to tell the story about the death of her son; the moment that changed her life.
As she speaks, she doesn’t bother with note cards, and she is unafraid to embark on the occasional meandering tangent. Though she has done this numerous times, there is something authentic, seemingly unrehearsed about this. She has acquired more than her share of anecdotes over her last four years of dealing with media, politicians and groups like ours.
As the talk comes to a close, the audience rises for applause. At that moment, there is a sense of adoration among the crowd. It was as if we were all waiting for her to finish talking in order to shower her with our support. Seated in the front row, I risk a glance behind me, and for a moment, even in the July heat, I feel a brief chill. Quickly, I count the number of people in the crowd under the age of 30.
Ten or so, it seems.
In a community of 75,000, known nationwide for its progressive politics, literally a handful of young adults came to hear a peace activist speak. As I recall Casey Sheehan’s final age, just weeks away from 25, I become terrified by what I see. Or what I do not see.
In a culture where powerful forces, in all media, work to seduce our sons and daughters into believing it is honorable to fight and die for whatever reasons our leaders allege, how can we hope to reach the audience who needs it most? If my generation is not available to hear the message, how may we hope to save our country from the devastating consequences of the decisions made by its unscrupulous leaders?
I cannot help but wonder – did Casey Sheehan ever hear someone with his mother’s conviction speak?
I did.
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I went outside to take some flower pictures and I looked up and saw this. Aww! Casey's such a good girl!! I don't know what I'll do without her.
From the Wikipedia D&SNG page "The Casey Jones railbus was built in 1915 out of a Model T and is a predecessor of the Galloping Goose. It was originally designed to be an ambulance servicing the Sunnyside Mine in Eureka, Colorado. It was often used by mine officials to commute to Silverton. It has room for 11 passengers. The Casey Jones is owned by the San Juan Historical Society. In the summer months it is on a siding near the Silverton Depot and in the winter it is on display at the D&SNG Museum in Durango." en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durango_and_Silverton_Narrow_Gauge_...
Sept. 1, 2009.
Part 2 Casey Stoner Collage. It's now on its way to Australia with a view to getting it signed hopefully. The Collage will be completed upon return.