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High-Tech or High-Touch?

 

iPhone, great for high-touch!

iPhone, great for high-touch!

When the military pushed the invention of the microwave, no one probably predicted that homemade enchiladas or handed-down Italian recipes for lasagna would give way to store bought boxes of microwavable dinners.  While the testimonial advertising does its best to make you believe it’s as good as what Mamma made, we all know, it’s not made from scratch and it’s probably missing a pinch of this or that, so it’ll never taste the same.

Mamma’s great cooking has given way to high technology just like human handshake interaction has lost its touch to telecommuting, teleconferencing and social networking—let’s face it, human touch with technology has turned into “high-touch.”

It’s true, in fact many people in this world, just ask Tiger Woods or Sandra Bullock’s Jesse James, probably have less hands-on-sex because their fingers were used more for sexting on their smart phones than gentle, romantic massages.  It seems like we’re losing our human touch in this wireless world of emails, texting, Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, Wii, X-Box, Kindles, iPads, etc., than actually spending quality time with our friends, family and significant others. Just ask your virtual neighbor if they know the name of their mailman—I bet they don’t.  Heck, Barbie is even high-tech, she’s always texting Ken, at least according to my nine-year old daughter.

You can find more on how society shapes us, even the Barbie syndrome in my free photography book (www.freephotographybooks.com) and that’s a high-tech freebie.  While don’t get me wrong, I love my iPhone, Gmail, Facebook—I’m addicted to it—but sometimes I’m frustrated as I twit around wondering where is that teleporter so when I need that human touch, I can just text Scotty to beam her down.  Now when that becomes reality we’ll be “hi-touching,” though now, I’ll just pray for an iPad.

While we can always start from scratch when we type our texts and download our tunes, adding pinches is a different story.  Not even downloads are the same anymore unless you can microwave your dinner in five seconds. Well gotta go, Mamma’s calling, yep, she’s on that webcam again. Don’t forget our military service members, their families and friends, without them, there would be no high-tech much less future high-touching. God Bless everyone! Rolando

Escort Duty–Taking Chance

Pathfinders static discharge a UH-60 Blackhawk helicopter during sling-loading.

Pathfinders static discharge a UH-60 Blackhawk helicopter during sling-loading.

I boarded my flight from Los Angeles to San Antonio feeling hollow, mixed with emotions, as I had just said one of those airport goodbyes we hate to do—I’m never good with goodbyes especially those resonating with longevity. This concave place in my life had me more moody with mixed emotions than normal, and when I selected the HBO movie “Taking Chance” on the in-flight, entertainment system, I didn’t realize that I’d soon be watching the most powerful, but saddest movie that I can remember—I tried to hold back, but the volatile mixture of emotions combined with my military background, brought tears to my eyes along with flash backs of my military time in Desert Storm, Haiti, Rwanda and the Latin drug war days.

“Taking Chance,” stars Kevin Bacon as Marine Lt. Colonel Michael Strobl, who volunteers for military escort duty to return the body of a heroic, young, but fallen Marine back to his family—but not just the hearse ride or the funeral of a flag-draped coffin, but what happens behind the scenes, from the minute a military service member is killed in action to the burial.  The movie takes you through the respect of escorting a body to the immediate family and all the people it affects along the way, from the airport baggage handlers to the vehicle drivers, not to mention the Marine colonel, a Desert Storm veteran, who must face his own assessment of himself for avoiding duty in Iraq for the fear that his number was up.

While I’m sure this movie will affect everyone differently, military veterans like myself will probably think, that could have been me during my days while on military missions.   We also understand that those who have never served their country, will never understand what it truly feels like—just no clue—it’s a different world and an experience that will never purge itself from your system and perhaps Taking Chance will provide a feeling of what it’s like to those that haven’t served. It’s not just about patriotism, it’s about the sacrifices and sometimes the ultimate sacrifice—and those that have survived their military duty know it could have been reversed at some point in their military career.

While this movie is heart-grabbing and rides high on emotions itself, one scene demonstrates how the yellow badge sewn on a TSA uniform is not the same as the military medals meticulously measured and spaced on a military uniform.  I loved that scene as I’ve seen too many TSA screeners act like their threaded badge gives them the right to disrespect you as they tried to do with the colonel in this movie.  It should be mandatory for TSA screens to view this movie as part of their training, then perhaps many of them will not “cop” an attitude they are so generally becoming known for.

This movie demonstrates the meaning of respect and loyalty, words many people take for granted.  Military medals are normally earned, especially for heroic actions and selfless service—Silver and Bronze Stars are not yellow badges—they are for bravery and meritorious actions above and beyond the call of duty.  The importance of duty is written into the script of this movie throughout, from the simple action Lt. Colonel Strobl takes by only drinking water while escorting the remains on a civilian aircraft, to protecting the private possessions of Lance Corporal Chance Phelps that will ultimately be returned to his family.

I could write volumes about this movie, but unless you’ve seen it, no matter what I write, you will never be able to feel what it’s really like—just like military service itself.  While yesterday started with mixed emotions of a dreaded airport goodbye, I thank my Lord for ensuring I survived my military time.  At the same time, I’ll never forget those that have fallen, including those that I personally knew, while serving to protect our freedoms and I can only hope that those who choose not to serve, will not forget—it’s only fair as military members volunteer their selfless service today to bring us the freedoms to do the things we do, including difficult goodbyes.  God bless our service members, their families and friends, let’s not forget them and their sacrifices—Rolando (Army active-duty Staff Sergeant, 1987-1995)

Goals, the Key to the New Decade

While there are many folks out there arguing if the new decade starts in 2010 or 2011, one thing for sure it’s a new year and obviously many like myself made new resolutions to live by and all seem to have a common thread, that 2010 will be better than the previous year.  I wholeheartedly agree and without getting too personal in my life I’ll give you insight on my thoughts for the New Year.

As humans we all make mistakes, and Lord knows I made quite a few in the past decade, the key is how we learn from these mistakes.  My greatest mistake in the last decade was trusting in too many people that promised so many great things, often that lead me to promise others things I found out I could not deliver unless the promises made to me became reality—some did, most didn’t.  I trusted too many people and that alone impacted some of my own integrity—but I’ve learned from it, trust less, trust yourself and your gut more.

Still my best friend in life, Rhonda.

Still my best friend in life, Rhonda.

I’ve always been taught to help others, that I did in the past decade more than ever.  Many took that help and never looked back and said thank you, others did say thank you, and the reality of it all, I learned who were truly friends for the sake of friendship and were friends only for their own personal gain.  Obviously during this trial of friendship you separate the two, sometimes more quickly than others—but ultimately you know who they are and they know who they are too. My mantra is simple, never be a quitter, always look forward.  Keep the passion alive and the passion will guide your goals.

I set many goals in the previous decade, some I didn’t accomplish, but the importance is that I set my goals.  My goal strategy is like in the military promotion board system for noncommissioned officers, we express long-term and short-term goals as part of our promotion evaluation.  While 2010 will start out tough at first, I foresee that it will finally begin to flow much smoother than the past, especially if I stay focused on my goals, perhaps I will even get promoted.

My short term goal this year is to push very hard in getting my “photographic therapy” concept out to many, my long-term goal is to realign my business back to a level higher than it once was, to move more forward in my photography and writings in a more positive manner without impacting it in negative fashion from potentially false friends and false promises. It’s time for me to use the lessons learned to help decipher quicker who is real and who is in it for their own benefit.  It’s time for me to make wiser decisions and focus more on what I do best based on experience, passion, and creativity.

In the new decade, as I’m one of those that feels the decade started in 2010, I plan on avoiding conflict, poor decisions and learning to filter the real from the unreal.  I plan on spreading the gospel of photography in every possible way my passion guides me to do so, for the benefit of others of my choice, and those that stand with me will gain, those that don’t, will be short-lived in my life as I have far less room for error in this decade as I get older and much wiser.  Separating the real from the unreal only gets easier because I don’t live the past, I’ve learned from it and learned there is always better.

Happy New Year, Even Better Decade!

No one has been immune from the past crazy decade of world conflict, poor economy and just tough times in general for the majority of the world–hopefully, as history dictates, the cycle will go up and not further down. Regardless, we’re all survivors and I thank each and everyone one of you that has helped support the gospel of photography.

I honestly think photography, while not a cure, is in fact an outlet to release and feel better for the moment, especially during these tough times.

Heather in a military flight suit.

Heather in a military flight suit.

The new decade and new year will start with the re-release of Photographic Therapy, the Power of Photography to Help Build or Rebuild Self-Esteem, and while it’s expanded from 77 pages to 105, plus a new chapter, images and the expansion of the photographic lighting chapter, it’ll still be free. Totally free, no gimmicks, no obligations, no worries. Those on the email list on http://www.freephotographybooks.com will be notified first! Again, no obligation, just be ready to download the printable PDF file when we announce it and please let all your friends and colleagues know so they too can share in the benefit of my fifth book, being free.

Well time to run and get ready for tonight’s festivities. I hope everyone has a safe and great time this weekend, and please, don’t forget in your prayers the service men and women who allow us to love in the free world. Don’t forget their friends and families, too, as they all, ultimately pay the biggest sacrifice in life. I salute you all! God bless you all too. Happy New Year and an even Better Decade! Rolando

Grown Men Can Cry, Reflecting Back…

U.S. Army Best Ranger

U.S. Army Best Ranger

I think it’s healthy to cry, Lord knows I’ve shed a few tears overtime. Though most of the time as men we see it coming, then there are times when something triggers it and we don’t see it coming. If there is one song that will always make my eyes water, it’s TAPS, especially since I’ve attended many military funeral services over my lifetime and as a former active-duty Staff Sgt. in the U.S. Army, it drives home.

While I’ve been out of the military service for some time, yesterday, after launching PhotoTherapy.org, memories of some of those days came back when an old friend, former barracks roommate and military buddy, James Campos, registered as a PhotoTherapy.org community member.

I thought about the days we served together during the drug war (Operation Support Justice) while on active-duty for the U.S. Army in the early 1990′s. James was there before I arrived. In fact he had gone through the whole Noriega conflict. I had arrived afterwards from Germany, via Desert Storm.
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