Politically Speaking: Guam

Guam’s election season is at a fever pitch this weekend and the governor’s seat is up for grabs. According to the latest poll, the incumbent governor has a tough fight ahead.   Nothing new here regarding the way campaigns are handled except being on such a small island amplifies the intensity of it all and, personally, I’ll be happy not to watch one more  political ad on TV or see another billboard for a few years.  When I’m watching network TV, I’m so happy to see the cute Diet Pepsi guy strutting his stuff rather than another commercial for Prop B.  There is one positive to the TV ads. Since the people of Guam are so nice and courteous to begin with, even their negative ads aren’t bad. They come across as “disappointed” rather than mean. 

For those of you unfamiliar with the government of Guam: Guam is governed by a popularly elected governor and a unicameral 15 member legislature. Guam elects one non-voting delegate to the US House of Representatives, currently Congresswoman Madeleine Bordallo. During U.S. Presidential elections, citizens in Guam vote in a straw poll for their choice of president but it doesn’t count toward the general election results. 

There are two propositions on the ballot here in Guam, both of which will result in big changes for Guam if passed.  Prop A will raise the current drinking age from 18 years old to 21 years old and Prop B will allow slot machines at the Greyhound Park.  There have been several lawsuits regarding the validity of the propositions. For now, they remain on the ballot but will no doubt be challenged after the elections.

Even though I’m not registered to vote here, I have an observer’s opinion: 

Prop A: I doubt this will pass.  On the positive side, it should galvanize lots of 18-21 year olds to get out and vote.  Unfortunately, when I read the weekly police blotter, there a lot of DUIs listed, the driver is usually OVER the age of 21 and they are almost always charged and released. I don’t think the drunk driving laws are strict enough and that should be addressed. In Germany, 16 year olds are allowed to drink beer and wine but with that comes the responsibility of not drinking and driving. The Germans don’t mess around: if you are caught drinking and driving then you DON’T drive anymore ~ period, no questions asked, no leniency!  That’s the way it should be everywhere.

Prop B: FM asked me how I would vote on Prop B if I was actually voting. I hadn’t given it much thought since I’m not a gambler and certainly will not be using the slot machines. I find them VERY boring. Give me a game of Texas Hold-em and I’m happy. After giving it some thought, I would probably vote yes ~ which surprised FM. The slot machines would generate a lot of revenue (ideally from the tourists who are already there gambling on the dog races) for the government which in turn is suppose to go toward education. There has been a lot of opposition by the churches and others who want to protect the person (s) who can’t control themselves and will gamble away all their money.  My problem with that argument is there’s already dog races and cock fights (legal) and dog fights (illegal) occurring. Are people gambling away all their money at these events?  Where is the outrage and protests from the churches regarding these two reprehensible practices? And really, much as we wish to regulate someone’s behavior, it will take other means to help an addictive personality.

I still surprise FM with some of my opinions ~ I’ve never been down the party line kind of voter.  Sometimes, I’m all over the ballot.

So that’s Guam’s politics in a very small nutshell.  Whatever happens, I wish the best for Guam’s economy and the people of Guam -they deserve a chance to continue making Guam a great place to live. It has SO much potential to be even more wonderful than it already is.    

Flashback Friday Bratislava 2001

During our November 2001 trip to Vienna, we took an old, cold-war era train to Bratislava for the day.  Bratislava is the capital of Slovakia, is located on the Danube River and is a very charming city. I’m so glad we took the time to visit this endearing city.  We only had about 9 hours in Bratislava so we toured the castle on the hill, then had a delicious lunch at the Forum Hotel and spent the afternoon walking around the old city. I remember it being very cold and I dressed FG in the warmest pants we packed. Unfortunately, they look like pajama bottoms ~ when she looks through these photos, I hope she’ll forgive me for dressing her that way. 

 

One of my favorite things around the city are the fun statues.  FG was quite entertained as we walked around and she would pick them out so she could pose with them. 

I loved this one:

Happy Halloween

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I’m not sure if FG had more fun getting or giving candy. After she went Trick or Treating, there was still about 45 minutes left of the allotted “on base” trick or treating time, so she helped hand out candy and loved it.

Last year, in Würzburg, COL Cooper and his wife, Debbie had the best “scary” yard I’d ever seen.  At the time, I said to myself, next year we’ll decorate a little more.  Sadly, one carved pumpkin and a pumpkin decoration is all I could muster.  We did have tiki torches though so it was a very tropical Halloween 😉 

Contrary to my saying I would dress up, I couldn’t find the inspiration… maybe next year!

I’ve never been one to dress up on Halloween and, as I looked for old Halloween photos, I had to go way back to the late 80’s to find one where I dressed up. Not only do I not usually dress up but this outfit was “borrowed” ~ I had a very talented friend, Sue, who loaned me this jester outfit, which she made, so I wouldn’t be a complete dud at the party 😉

Maybe I’ll break the mold and dress up this year! What to wear, what to wear…..

Wacky Week

It’s been a wacky week, with a lot going on but nothing specific. That’s my only excuse for not blogging.  FG and I have settled into a nice routine.  She’s enjoying school and I’ve been doing a lot of volunteering.  

Several times this week, I went to GAIN (the local animal shelter) to help out with the dogs.  On Sunday, FG played with the puppies and FM got a tour of the place.  FM was impressed with the cleanliness and professionalism of the employees ~ volunteering at the shelter is my passion not his but he did say he would be willing to help with repairing fencing, etc.  Every little bit helps!

It’s a difficult place to volunteer because you never know when and which dogs will be euthanized due to space limitations.  The reason people abandon their pets is heartbreaking.  One family brought in a beautiful, pure-bred, 10 year old dalmatian who they said “Isn’t able to breed anymore so we’re bringing her here.” Agghh.  I walked and groomed this sweet dalmatian and she was SO good! How can someone be so heartless? There are issues with stray dog elsewhere but the problem seems so much bigger here.  I got spoiled living in Germany where I never saw one stray dog the entire time I lived there. I “forgot” what goes on in some parts of the world. My goal while I’m here is to educate as many people as I can about the need to spay and neuter their pets. Thankfully, the shelter also has a low cost spay/neuter clinic available to everyone. The shelter REQUIRES that all dogs and cats are fixed before being adopted. 

On to happier thoughts at another volunteer experience:  at my religious education class, we were discussing “tears of joy” and I asked if anyone ever cried tears of joy.  One little boy said “I cried tears of joy when my Daddy came back from the desert” and, then another little girl said “My Daddy is coming home soon.”  The little boy then said “Ah, then you’ll really know tears of joy.”  How sweet is that?

So, Do You Have a Boyfriend?

I was volunteering with FG’s class on Wednesday and was assigned 6 children to work with on an Urban Landscape project using recycled material. Yeah, I know, I’m so much better helping with reading or math. Creativity is not a strong suit for me.  As we’re working on the project, this conversation transpired:

Boy:  “So, do you have a boyfriend?”

FG:  “Uh, no.”

Boy: “Well, I’m already eight and I’m not ‘taken’ yet.”

FG:  “You do know that’s my mom standing right there, don’t you?”

Boy:  Wide-eyed and silent.

Flashback Friday – Being Hailed

I attended my first meeting of the Andersen Spouses’ Community Club this past Tuesday and was asked to fill out a form for my introduction.  They welcome all new members by calling them up and saying a little something about them.  I got introduced as the “Army” spouse ~ so far, I think I’m the only one. 

While I was filling out the form, which asked about where we were last stationed, about my husband and children and what my interests are, I was reminded of the first Hail and Farewell I ever attended which was back in 1994 in Kansas.  FM and I were engaged and his Commander at Ft. Riley wanted us to be Hailed together even though we weren’t married yet.  FM was asked to fill out the form telling about himself and a little about me.  Now most people make up a little here and there on the form but I didn’t find out until after we were hailed that he had put down that I didn’t speak English very well so it would be best if they spoke SLOWLY to me! 

Good thing I have a good sense of humor!

We’ve Been BOOed!

We were BOOed a couple of nights ago and FG was so excited she could barely contain herself.  For those of you who haven’t heard of being BOOed (I hadn’t), here’s how it happened for us: about 9:30 pm there was a loud knock on the door and when we opened it, there was a large Halloween gift bag with lots of goodies inside.  Among the candy, candles, pumpkin napkins, etc. was a note which stated that We’d been BOOed by the Phantom and needed to pass it on to two other people. There was also a sign to put on our front door so others wouldn’t give us a repeat BOO.  We thought it was a fun idea and were only too happy to continue the BOOing.  

As excited as FG was to receive the goodies, I think she was even more thrilled when she got the chance to BOO someone else. We let her pick out what she wanted to include in the bags and she re-did the notes herself. The funniest part was when she mapped out on paper how she was going to approach the house, then she practiced knocking loudly and finally strategized a retreat plan.  She also chose to wear all black least someone see her.  Very stealth.  With these planning skills she’s going to either be in the military or a cat burglar.

19th Floor Jitters

On Saturday, we took a mini-vacation here on Guam. Since FM was running in the 20K KoKo Race on Sunday and had a show time of 4 am, we decided to cut out the 30-45 minute drive to the start so we stayed at the Outrigger on Tumon Bay. This allowed FG and I to sleep in an extra 1.5 hours 🙂

When we checked in and the Front Desk agent said “you’re on the 19th Floor”, my heart skipped a beat. For some reason, being that high up sounded a little scary for me. As we were riding the elevator I mentioned to FM that it made me nervous in case there was an earthquake. I got the rolled eyes from both FG and FM who LOVED being so high up. I have to admit the view was great but I kept thinking about what would happen if there was an earthquake ~ which Guam is prone to and actually had a 7.2 magnitude quake as recently as April 2002.  There have been many more little earthquakes since then but usually are too small to be felt. As I was looking up the information on the most recent large earthquake, I saw there was a small earthquake of 4.0 located 50 miles south of Guam that hit this past Friday, October 13.  Didn’t feel it at all.

Anyway, I was so convinced that “something” was going to happen that I was fully dressed (shorts and a t-shirt) when I went to bed and had my shoes at the ready. All the while knowing that it didn’t really matter if I were dressed or not because in the time it takes for the earthquake to take place (a long one is about 25-30 seconds), I would still be trying to get FG ready and out the door.

I got my share of teasing from FG and FM about my reluctance to enjoy the 19th floor but I heard less from them the next day when we heard the news about the 6.6 earthquake that hit my old stomping grounds in Hawaii. My Mom’s family all live on the Big Island of Hawaii and thankfully, they are all OK. Shook-up, but OK.

Even though I was a little off on the location of the earthquake, I’m sure I will continue to listen to the warning whispers in my head and will have more nights going to bed fully dressed.  Or maybe I should keep a closer eye on Sport, lots of research supports the theory that animals can predict an earthquake.

Elvis Sighting

FG spotted Elvis in Guam last night ~