We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
My good friend, Austrailian freelance photographer Rob Smith of Wowfactor Images (also owner and designer of Predatek Lures) recently had a run in with the locals at Port McQuarie when he was photographing beach scenes. Apparently it was reported to the local constabulary that a "pervert" was taking pictures of local kids splashing in the surf and sun - a older couple called it in. After discussing the issue with the constable, it was resolved in his favor and all was well.
I've had problems myself occasionally with police taking an interest in what I was doing - more in the city than in the country. Probably the best incident I had was with TSA - I honestly don't know where they get these screening morons from - Mars maybe. I had my Olympus cameras and lens bag, sent them through the scanner thingy and promptly was greeted by an officious dude on the other side who said I had to put my cameras in checked luggage. I asked why and he said because there were no pictures allowed inside the terminal passenger area.
I replied that I wanted to see his supervisor immediately because that was the dumbest, most incredibly stupid rule, if it was a rule, ever created. They segregated me, the supervisor came over and starts this "best judgement" rationalization when I stopped him, pointed out to him that every single cell phone, about 70% of the laptops and thousands of small cameras passed through his checkpoint every single day. His reply - yes, but they don't have lenses like yours. And he woudn't budge.
I swear that is absoutely true. I missed the flight, which was ok because I don't like flying anyway, went home, got in the truck and drove to meet the Mrs. Got there a day late, but I got there.
Power, authority and photography don't seem to mix well.
I'd love to hear Marianne's husbands take on this.
That is an issue I find most people never come to grips with... at least starting out. I struggled with this in my first job... My wife recorded (on one of those little micro cassette memo recorders) my phone conversation with my manager when I announced I was leaving. I listened later (I really did not remember what I had said) and I can still recall the nervousness in my voice and hear my own angst.
Later, I counseled my own children as they were starting their own careers:
1) Don't quit your current job until you find the next one.
2) Challenge yourself to learn all you can.
3) Know when to move on.
Jobs are part of life. Life is not fair, and neither are managers (They are only human beings... though I had one I would even question that). Managers have their own self interest in mind. If you get someone who is good, why would you let them go so you just have to train someone who might not be as good? (yeah, yeah, I have heard all the excuses. My experience.)
I hope I taught them by example of my own working life (both in the good examples AND bad).
I followed the link about the virgins and pilgrims. I dunno. This sounds a lot like a put-up job to me. Islam has generally been willing to leave young men hard-up for sexual release if they aren't married. I'd need some credible research before I believed this article.
I have read before about the temporary marriage gig as well. Again, I'd need to see something from a seriously credible source before I accepted that this was real Muslim teaching.
I'll gripe about what I don't like in Islam as briskly as any Farmer here. I want my gripes based on facts.