Amor por Juárez

In Ciudad Juárez, you see these signs painted in various places:

Amorporjuarez

(Photo by Dan Newsom)

After visiting there, seeing the conditions, and meeting the people, I now have "amor por Juárez."

As part of the "21 Days of Prayer" campain at Casas por Cristo, Day 1 (that's today) is the day we are praying for Juárez. Visit the Casas por Cristo blog, watch the video for today, and if you are a praying person, please pray for this city. 

An Absurd Tribute

In her excellent essay at the Dissident Voice site, No Way to Honor Dr. King, Medea Benjamin points out many of the absurdities of the ceremonies surrounding the new Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial in Washington, D.C. The fact that the Memorial was built in Washington strikes me as absurd from the very beginning. It seems to me Washington, D.C. is a symbol for all the things Dr. King fought against in his lifetime. 

Something I hate

I don't hate anyone. I really try hard to "love my neighbor as myself," although I am pretty much a miserable failure at it, but I don't actually hate anyone. There is at least one thing I do hate, though: the pathetic business practices of the newspaper The Tennessean. 

Many years ago, I subscribed to The Tennessean. When I signed up, I only purchased a Sunday subscription. One day, someone called from the newspaper and offered to give us a full subscription for the price of the Sunday-only subscription. "Sure, why not?" I thought. When that subscription was about to expire, they sent a bill for renewal. I called them and told them to cancel the newspaper altogether. We never read it, anyway. 

But a strange thing happened. They just kept delivering it. They soon sent another bill for papers they had delivered. I called again and was told not to worry about the bill, and I was assured the delivery would stop. It didn't. I would just throw the papers in the recycle bin when they arrived, and began ignoring the bills. One day I received a notice from a collection agency demanding payment for all those newspapers I didn't want. I wrote the collection agency and The Tennessean an angry letter. The papers stopped, but the collection agency kept sending me bills periodically. I finally wrote them and threatened to report them to the Federal Trade Commission if they persisted in trying to collect the bill. A few days later I received a letter from The Tennessean informing me the amount they said I owed had been credited to my account and apologizing for the problem. I vowed to never have anything to do with them again.

Fast forward to December 2009. A family member, not realizing my disdain for the newspaper, gave me a one-year subscription to The Tennessean for Sunday-only delivery. When the subscription was about to expire, the newspaper sent a bill. My wife called them this time and informed them we wanted delivery stopped, and eventually they stopped. 

Today we received a notice from a collection agency acting on behalf of The Tennessean requesting a $29 payment. 

My advice: never, ever subscribe to The Tennessean. Don't agree to receive the newspaper for free if they call. If someone gives you a subscription as a gift, politely refuse it. 
Posterous theme by Cory Watilo