Archive for February, 2010

Openly Gay Military! What’s Your Vote

February 14, 2010

Openly Gay Military! What’s Your Vote?

A USA Today February 3, 2010 article (p. 6A) presented the following:

“Repealing the policy against openly Gay men and Lesbians in the military ‘would be the right thing to do’.” This is according to the Nations top uniformed military officer, Admiral Michael Mullen, Chairman of the Join Chiefs of staff.

He went on to say, “ However, eliminating the current ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy will cause some disruption in the force.”

Admiral Mullen further stated: “Allowing Lesbians and Gay men to serve openly is an issue of integrity–theirs as individuals and ours as an institution. I also believe that great young men and women of our military can and would accommodate such a change”.

Senator John McCain’s response was the following: “At this moment of immense hardship for our armed services we should not be seeking to overturn the ‘don’t ask, don’t tell policy’.”

So there is the issue. You can decide as you wish. But, I have long ago made my decision and it is not favorable to this primarily political movement which threatens the strength of our military. 
I believe that I am qualified to speak to this issue in many ways because I have had a good amount of experience with Gay and Lesbian individuals and issues. As a psychotherapist, I have done my best to help them and their families cope with the many social problems associated with this way of life and I have felt great compassion for all concerned. I have happily worked with, liked and respected, many Gays and Lesbians in numerous professional venues. Finally, and most relevant to the present issue, I was accused of being Gay and investigated by an agency of the federal government when I was in the Navy.

Here’s my story. 

In 1960 they were building my submarine. It was a brand new Fleet Ballistic nuclear powered  submarine. It was armed with 16 multiple nuclear war-headed missiles. Our submarine played an important role in the “cold war” against Russia. The strategy was one of “Mutually Assured Destruction”. If they destroyed us, they knew for certain that we would destroy them and nothing could stop us. Those were the “good ol’ days”. Mutually assured destruction would appear to be irrelevant to our new mortal enemies who’s God handsomely rewards their self-destruction in the service of His goals.

While our submarine was being built our crew lived ashore for a while. A new shipmate invited my best friend and I to share his apartment. It was our second night there when my buddy shook me awake in the early morning. He was in a panic: “Moe! X grabbed my ‘cock’ last night! I’m getting out of here! We immediately left to look for another apartment.

The Gay sailor was a higher rank than we were, we were just 19 yrs. of age and did not know what to do. Should we tell? What will happen to us? Do we keep our mouths shut? We were pretty shook-up. Regrettably, we made the wrong decision and we kept quiet.

The Gay guy did the same thing to another sailor, of equal rank, and that sailor told an officer about the incident. Soon my best buddy and I were under suspicion and investigation for being homosexuals (the term used in that day). We were scared to death.

My heart was in my throat as the intimidating men in civilian suits interrogated me. All I could do is what my parents taught me: I anxiously told the truth. One of the men leaned into my face and aggressively accused me of “corn-holing” my buddy. My fear turned to anger and indignation as I raised my voice and profanely corrected the man’s point of view. I was dismissed shortly after that. I never hear another word about the incident, except from my shipmates. They sometimes teased my buddy and I about the incident, but they all knew the truth—we were “pitifully trapped” in our heterosexuality.

Our homosexual shipmate simply vanished, to our great relief.

Looking back, from my perspective of 69 years of age, I do not hate or despise my short-term homosexual shipmate. He was a young man driven to desperation by his ungoverned sexuality. I hope he lived happily ever-after. He simply had no business on my submarine, or in any other branch of our military.

I am in favor of the current “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy.

If we choose to do the “Openly Gay” social experiment in the United States Military it will be increasingly burdened with new social, ethical, administrative, logistical, investigative and legal entanglements. At just the moment when our military can least afford such distractions.

As Admiral Mullen stated: “Allowing Lesbians and Gay men to serve openly is an issue of integrity…..”. Of course, it is a matter of integrity during a time of  war when our military must remain the most fierce and effective fighting force in the world— or all may be lost. It is a matter of Admiral Mullen’s integrity, which he has surrendered to the Obama administration’s mad dash to impose as many self-defeating progressive policies on this Nation as he can, before he loses the power of the Presidency.

I would like to see Admiral Mullen’s resignation.

Good Luck America!

V. Thomas Mawhinney, Ph.D.

Like Flees On A Coyote

February 12, 2010

Like Flees On A Coyote

I once observed an old coyote in the woods of the upper peninsula in Michigan. The poor creature moved slowly and painfully along an open field, just outside the tree line.

Every five steps or so,  the coyote suddenly dropped to the ground  and scratched itself madly. After a couple of minutes, it moved a few more feet, only to repeat this tortured attempt to escape what the agony of its infestation with fleas.  This poor creature was trying to hunt and occasionally rammed its nose into mounds of grass, all for naught. It was very thin and its body showed  large patches skin scratched raw and clean of  fur. I am sure that this poor coyote did not live very long after I saw it that day.

Like the fleas on that poor old coyote, Muslim terrorists will bite at us by the thousands. They will sap our resources, disrupt our efforts to sustain ourselves, and they will destroy our vitality and ability to fight on.

This is the modus operandi of vermin.

We must adopt whatever new war strategies are  necessary.  Now— at any cost—we must ruthlessly exterminate these terrorists and whoever stands with them. We must do this  before America, like that worn-down mangy old coyote, is weakened and no longer able to defend itself effectively.

With our full support,  America’s armed forces and their allies must find the terrorists wherever they are and they must kill them.

The survival of the free world  is on the line.

V. Thomas Mawhinney, 2/12/10

Nothing Lost–Nothing Gained

February 10, 2010

Nothing Lost–Nothing Gained

Life is a spree. An unpredictable interval of time in an amusement park of miraculous consciousness.

To discover and play by timeless rules yields an equitable measure of pleasure. To fail in this will lead to great and protracted pain.

When death finally comes–so comes the fee for services rendered. Fortunate and happy are they who know they have made a fair exchange: death for life. There can never be one without the other.

All that is gained must someday be lost and it is only a matter of time. Enjoy life, for it too will pass.

Nothing lost–nothing gained.


Laughter Through The Tears!

February 9, 2010

Laughter Through The Tears!

Political Cartoons by Michael Ramirez

By Micheal Ramirez

Political Cartoons by Michael Ramirez

By Michael Ramirez

Political Cartoons by Michael Ramirez

By Micheal Ramirez

Political Cartoons by Gary Varvel

By Gary Varvel

Political Cartoons by Bob Gorrell

By Bob Gorrell


VTM, 2/9/10


What a Chamber Pot Means To Me

February 8, 2010

What a Chamber Pot Means To Me

I am back from the Michigan U.P. and I am pooped.

I am in awe of those who settled the Upper Peninsula. It was so bitterly cold and inhospitable in the woods that I cannot imagine how my great grandparents could have done it! They lived and worked on that farm all their lives without  electricity, running water, indoor plumbing,  and all the other conveniences that we all take for granted. These were amazing Americans and I am always stunned to think about their strength, courage and resolve to scratch out a living there in those woods.

The last thing on earth that I wanted to do was leave my warm bed in our trailer (no water or plumbing in the winter) and walk 50 yards through the freezing cold and snow to our little outhouse at the edge of the dark dense woods late at night.

 I remember seeing my first chamber pot under the bed at my Aunt Maggie’s farm when I visited up there as a little boy.  Then,  I thought it was strange and highly amusing that my country relatives would use this funny pot to relieve themselves near their bed sides at night.  But of course, as a child and a city boy, I just didn’t get the big picture.

Over the past three years of weekend visits and fridged winter nights in the  snow-filled woods of my great grandparents farm (still without water or functioning toilets in the winter), I have had a great change of heart about those funny little chamber pots. 

I wish I had one of those white porcelain red-trimed pots with the decorative lid as a family heirloom to proudly display somewhere in my city home. It would provide living testimony to my relative’s strength, perseverance, and willingness to do whatever it took to carve-out a life and future for themselves and their children in this very harsh and unforgiving Michigan environment.

The empty plastic gallon milk jugs that we used were not as pretty as our relative’s chamber pots, but they worked like a charm.  And, with that handy practical adaptation, life became much easier in the shivering winter woods of the Michigan  U. P.

It is great to be back home!


In The Michigan U.P.

February 3, 2010

In The Michigan U. P.

I hear say that smart folks head south in the winter. 

I’ll be on our great grandparent’s ol’ farm in  the U.P. with my brothers stumbling around the woods in the snow.

Gotta sit around the campfire, have a sip of o’l Jack, shoot a few tin cans and see if the out house is still standing.

I am already looking forward to starting to blog again on Monday.

Hope to see you then!


Some Inspirational Words

February 3, 2010

Some Inspirational Words

My dear friend, Darrel Bostow, Ph.D., sent me the following video.

I highly recommend that you take a short minute to view it. It is wonderfully a inspirational U-tube video.

I do enjoy inspirational words and thoughts, so long as they do not cloak an occult destructive political movement.

V.T.M., 2/2/2010

What’s More Important:Liberty or Equality?

February 2, 2010

What’s More Important: Liberty or Equality?

The following response was written by Brice Petgen, a outstanding former student, now in graduate school. He was responding to my post, “Are You a Ant or a Grasshopper”.

I judge that his thoughts are worthy of  your consideration.

V. Thomas Mawhinney, Ph.D., 2/2/2010

The following are Mr. Petgen’s words:

As I read the new parable I see it as so true.  But I find myself asking a question.  Which does our current society value more, liberty or equality?  Do not misunderstand, I agree with EQUAL OPPORTUNITY with ever fiber of my being.  But what I see occurring is the focus, in academia and in society as a whole, is there is now a focus on equal outcome.  But I seem to remember learning in a history class long ago that the American Ideal is centered on liberty.
You see a free society is by definition unequal in outcomes.  I work on a PhD in Counseling and another person sits around the house glued to the T.V. when not at work.  I am free to work harder and make more than the couch potato.  Hence inequality of outcome.
An equal outcome society by definition cannot be free.  As I work harder to make more, more is taken from me and given to the couch potato.  Hence I am not free to enjoy the fruits of my labor, essential in liberty.
So now I ask again, especially to all those “social justice” disciples, what is more important, liberty or equality?

As I compose my diatribe I am waiting for Bruno’s pizza and having fond memories of my classes and discussions with Dr. M.  And if any IUSB faculty read this, thanks. You guys did a great job of educating and preparing me for Grad school.

We Had Better Teach Manners!

February 1, 2010

We Had Better Teach Manners!

Once families, churches, communities and schools once commonly, worked in concert, to teach our children manners (civil behavior, morals and ethics).

Now, many of our  families struggle to teach these manners to their children all by themselves.  Our public  schools have largely abandoned the teaching of morals. The media (which has become more the community for our children) is largely dedicated to immoral behavior. The only outside assistance for parents who struggle against the tide of social corruption, pumped from seemingly everywhere to their children,  is the church.  But this important aid is only available to those who significantly involve themselves their children in these specialized communities. Unfortunately, significant involvement in our churches has been in decline.

After decades of these trends, it is very hard  for parents who never learned  manners  to teach them to their children.

In all of this, our Nation appears is  in serious trouble.

Samuel Adams once  expressed his grave concerns about a society without manners .

The following is from Founders Quote Daily, by the PatriotPost U.S.


“[N]either the wisest constitution nor the wisest laws will secure the liberty and happiness of a people whose manners are universally corrupt.” –Samuel Adams, essay in The Public Advertiser, 1749

V. Thomas Mawhinney,  2/1/2010

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