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Friday Weisblog: Nothing is sacred anymore

You know what’s wrong with this country? Nothing is sacred anymore. We’re too worried about being so politically correct that we’ve swung in the entire opposite direction.

What I discovered today is a perfect example. (Note: This is actually being written on Thursday evening.)

My stepson JR tells my wife and I that he is studying Native American history in school. Fine so far, right? Well, they began to study some of their legends of how the world began. I’m a little uncomfortable with that, but OK.

But what I found out next enrages me. The teacher wants the students in the class to MAKE UP THEIR OWN STORY about how the world began.

Hold on a second … aren’t we supposed to be politically correct these days, going out of our way NOT to offend anyone? I guess that’s only a one-way street.

For those of us who believe in God and the Biblical account of creation, this is highly insulting. So now we are stuck in a bit of a predicament. If we instruct JR to not do the assignment because none of us are comfortable with it, we risk JR getting a bad grade. If we instruct him to do it, he is then forced to do something he isn’t comfortable doing.

I get that it’s a “creative writing” project, but there are thousands of other topics that are just as interesting and much less controversial.

Christian families should be upset over this. Even evolutionists should be outraged if they truly believe this theory. Making light of such a serious subject is not acceptable, and the teacher will hear my opinion … like it or not.


Monday Weisblog: A most unwelcome piece of advice

Saturday afternoon, our family was at Flagler College moving my daughter, Chawney, into her new college dorm room. I knew that at some point, I was going to feel some sadness knowing that my daughter, who I’d just adopted in March, was not going to be accompanying us on the ride home.

That time came at around 4 pm Saturday, when the parents and students were ushered to separate “orientation” classes. One of the first things out of the mouth of one Daniel P. Stewart, Dean of Student Services, was that the parents needed to learn to “let go.” In other words, they had to let their kids make their own decisions and take responsibility for themselves.

When he said those two words, “let go,” I felt as if someone had kicked me flush in the stomach. I suddenly realized that I’d spent all last week trying to imagine what must be going through the heads of Chawney and/or my wife (Christina). This mother/daughter combo is as closely knit as two people in those roles could be.

In this one split second, I discovered I’d never actually taken the time to stop and consider how saying goodbye to someone who’s been an integral part of my life for the last six-plus years would affect ME. I was so worried about everyone else I didn’t really ever stop to deal with my own thoughts and emotions.

But now here we were and there was no turning back. I was going to have to say my goodbyes within the next couple hours, and quite frankly, I knew it was going to be something I was not prepared to handle.

It was everything I could do to not stand up and shout, “BITE ME, Daniel P. Stewart!”

See, what Mr. Daniel P. Stewart doesn’t understand is that I will NEVER let go, at least not completely. Sure, Chawney now has the ability to make decisions on her own and lead her own life, but I am always going to be her dad. I will always be there for her and her brother – no matter how old they are, where they live or what they become.

During dinner, our last “official” gathering together, we were all unusually quiet – and if you know “the Weises,” you know we are normally among the most chatty, animated families on the block. We all knew the time was drawing near, and there was no conversation or humor-driven banter that could gloss over the emotions we all felt.

I had an entire laundry list of emotions going on: I was proud simply to be the father of such a magnificent kid; I was feeling grateful for having Chawney under my roof for the last six-plus years; I was feeling cheated because I only had her under my roof for six-plus years; I was thrilled for Chawney because I do feel this is a great opportunity for her; and I was feeling sad that life as I knew it was never going to be exactly the same. Maybe it was a little selfish, but that latter one was by far the strongest.

Prior to dinner, I’d promised myself that because I was a man – and men don’t get all emotional, I would be strong for my wife and Chawney. But who was I kidding? I didn’t even make it through dinner before starting to cry – and I don’t mean just a little. I literally sobbed for the rest of the time we were there and about a third of the way home. Just re-living the moment now makes the water works start all over again.

“Let go.” You’re joking, right?

As Chawney closes one chapter of her life, I intend to be a part of the new one – even if it means going from being a major player to a “best supporting role.”

Bite me, Daniel P. Stewart!

One more reason to love AMW

2688453987_0140f445c8_tI still remember the first time I watched America’s Most Wanted. I fully expected it to be nothing more than a show that would create a few curious onlookers, but would never last. But after just one episode, I was hooked – and apparently so were many others.

To date, the show has helped capture nearly 1,100 heavy-duty fugitives, both in the United States and abroad.

While I do think the show has gotten a bit more “schlocky” in recent years (especially in the opening credits when host John Walsh looks at a criminal who’s just been placed in handcuffs and says, “It’s a bad day for you!”), it serves a very useful purpose other than just to entertain us.

Such was the case late last week when another fugitive was plucked from off the streets – this one for a crime committed in my home state, Florida. Jorge Ivan “Angel” Villamizar-Ayala, 36, was taken into custody in Brownsville, TX as he left a church service last Friday night.

Villamizar-Ayala is accused of killing his then-girlfriend Bianca Sierra in Pompano Beach in 2004. The death was particularly gruesome, as he allegedly killed her with a sledgehammer and left her to be discovered by her two children. Villamizar-Ayala then disappeared until a recent broadcast of America’s Most Wanted.

If you think this makes Villamizar-Ayala seem like a bad guy, well, you ain’t heard nothin’ yet! He’s also accused of killing his wife in Colombia prior to fleeing to the United States in 2001. He is also charged with attempted murder in New York of another girlfriend, Luz Jackelina Fuentes.

Villamizar-Ayala tried one last trick to elude authorities, giving them a false name and ID, but they weren’t buying what he was selling. Once the fingerprint results came back, they were certain they had the right guy.

For his sake, I sincerely hope Villamizar-Ayala absorbed everything he heard in church while he was on the outside!

Nice job, America!

PLEASE NOTE: This is my last blog of the week. I’ll be back on Monday as usual. I’m taking a few days off to celebrate my birthday and help get my daughter moved into her new college facility.

Monday Weisblog: Good stuff, Maynards

Less than a week before her wedding, a woman named Ida who lived in Ansonia, Connecticut was attacked by a masked man at her home. The man threw a blanket over her and beat her with a baseball bat before fleeing her domicile.

The police investigated, and the perp turned out to be Keith Maynard, an Ansonia town official. He’s been charged with second-degree assault, first-degree unlawful restraint and first-degree reckless endangerment.

For her part, Ida was treated at a local hospital for abrasions and released.

Authorities say that Ida – NOW MRS. IDA MAYNARD, came home to find Keith already inside the premises, where he committed his assault (allegedly).

“I love my husband more than anything and to know that five days later was my wedding and he could do that and go through with the wedding. I was very surprised,” Ida Maynard told reporters outside the courthouse.

Makes you wonder if Ida’s having second thoughts! The article I read as a point of reference left a couple key questions unanswered, the most important of which was, “Did Ida know Keith was the perp BEFORE the wedding?”

I’m guessing she did not from her comment, though I cannot say for sure. Either way, this marriage is on shaky ground – and Keith’s probably going to get some time to cool down and think about what he’s done.

Wednesday/Thursday Weisblog: Drug Money

If you are fortunate enough to have a few dollars in your wallet or purse, chances are it’s tainted. No, it’s not fake … but it is more than likely tainted.

How is it tainted? Well, according to a study by the American Chemical Society, about 90 percent of all United States paper currency contains traces of cocaine. Yes, cocaine … the illegal drug. The percentages were even worse in cities like Detroit, Boston, Baltimore, Miami and, sadly, in my area (Orlando).

In the worldwide study, the United States and Canada were the world’s worst offenders, while China (20%) and Japan (12%) had the “cleanest” currency.

Apparently, cocaine likes to attach itself to the green ink on the bills – but the amounts are so small that unless you go around sniffing your money all day long you’re probably OK.

Tuesday Weisblog: Time to be Frank

OK … I am asking for a little help here. Whether or not you supported the government taking over General Motors, it happened. I happen to be a little bit skeptical about the whole thing, but that’s neither here nor there.

What I am confused about is this: About the same time the takeover happened, many General Motors dealers were given their proverbial pink slips – in other words, they were given a period of a few days to close their doors as mandated by the parent company. That in itself seems a bit “un-American” to me. While I understand there were entirely too many dealers, whose fault was that?

Ninety-nine percent of dealers were good soldiers who grudgingly did as they were instructed and closed their doors, effectively putting many people out of work. They were also told to turn in master lists of their customers to GM, presumably to give to the very people (neighboring GM competitors) who helped put them out of business.

So when I saw what happened the other day, I was shocked – and I don’t understand why there is no public uproar over this. It seems that Massachusetts Congressman Barney Frank decided to give a last-minute stay of execution to a General Motors distribution center in … wait for it … Massachusetts! Who’d have guessed.

Why can Barney Frank, the “self-appointed car czar,” arbitrarily decide to keep open something that was scheduled to close at the end of the year without anyone questioning him? What if EVERY Congressman decided to do this?

When Congressmen can do this kind of thing and not be taken to task for it, well, that’s just plain dangerous in this man’s opinion. What’s yours?

Monday Weisblog: Who’s the real Vick-tim here?

After a previous blog about Michael Vick, you knew I couldn’t keep silent forever after the news came out that he’s signed on with the Philadelphia Eagles.

There are three schools of thought. I hear many people saying that he’s paid his debt to society and he should be allowed to play. A second school of thought says that while he should be a free man, he should lose his privilege to play in the NFL. A third says he should still be in prison for the heinous things he did to the dogs.

While I am still undecided about which school of thought I fall under, I do think that he was let off the hook too much in his press conference last week. At one point he said, “I know, as we all know, in the past I have made some mistakes, I have done some terrible things, I made a horrible mistake.”

Making a bad, one-time decision that results in an awful end is a horrible mistake. But what Vick did was cold, calculated and planned out. Vick had a whole business enterprise that specialized in dogfighting, and either knew about or contributed in dogs being electrocuted, hanged and drowned.

If you are heartless enough to do something like that – to torture an animal and give it slow, painful death, I don’t think you can change overnight and suddenly become Mister Nice Guy.

Vick is fortunate to have someone like Tony Dungy (the former Super Bowl-winning coach who is mentoring Vick) in his corner, speaking out on his behalf. For Vick’s sake, I truly hope he has changed. Dungy is a fine man; the world would be a better place if we had more people like him.

Vick has exhausted every chance he’s been given and is down to his last one. Is he a changed man? I hope so. Will he contribute on the football field for the Eagles or another team? Who knows.

Until such time has passed that he either proves the Eagles correct or incorrect in their judgment, we all have every right to be skeptical.