Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Venus and the Mermaids

No, that's not some totally bad ass new girl group. But, you're welcome to the name if you happen to have a completely bad ass girl group.

I wanted to share my latest painting: She who rests on water.

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I painted it a few days ago, and, before you ask, yes it's available on Etsy. (Both the original and the print.) I felt that it expressed a feminine softness I don't usually express in my art - either my poetry or my painting. She is a Goddess figure, a Venus, resting beneath the dark limbs of a willow in twilight - either dawn or dusk is up to you - and reflecting the curve of the crescent moon. Hopefully, I'll get better at painting people someday. Maybe I'll work up the nerve, and the cash and spare time, to take some classes.

In nerdy television news: If you are anything like me, and since you read this blog regularly I assume you are, then you occasionally like to dip your toe into silly, light hearted television. This is about as silly and light-hearted as it gets. I've recently discovered the show H2O: Just Add Water. It's kind of like what would happen if the Disney channel had produced Charmed, but instead of witches they're teenage mermaids with water powers. Don't worry, you can stream it on Netflix, so you don't have to endure the shame of renting the actual DVDs.

Each episode is only about 21 minutes long, and they're filled with sunshine and squeaky clean goodness, and I'm not sure there's ever any actual bad guy involved - though I'm only on episode 3. But, it's a lot of fun, and if nothing else there is a LOT of guy candy. (Come on, given the premise it's around a lot of beaches and pools.) One of the hottest men on the planet, Craig Horner, has a role.

In you'll hate me for even recommending this news: You must watch this completely awesome new Britney Spears video. Even if you don't like Miz Spears, the video is hilarious on its own. Enjoy!



Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

A Misappropriated Shade of Pagan

Certain, very well-read, pagan blogs out there have been committing the same fallacy that many folks in many minority movements out there commit: hitching their cause to a more famous minority struggle. It is a fallacy, a falsehood, because there are never two minority/civil rights issues that are exactly the same.

Quick example: Somewhere over the past ten years, people started saying the phrase, "Gay is the new Black." Meaning that the GLBT rights struggle is the new version of the civil rights struggle for black Americans. This is not true. At all. Under any circumstances. Black men and women had to fight and overcome centuries of slavery. They were not even thought of as human, by some, and by many more as less than human or partly human. (3/5 compromise) They had to fight and fight to gain the right to vote, to live where they want, to send their children to the same schools, and the list goes on.

Gay people, too, have their own struggles. They are not allowed to marry the partner of their choosing. Many don't want them to have children - either naturally or by adoption. They are kicked out of their families for being gay or their churches or their jobs. Unlike with a racial minority, when two straight people have a child it is not guaranteed to be straight.

The two struggles are different, though they are both under the umbrella of "Civil Rights Issues."

It seems that the latest trend in "reporting pagan news" is to hitch our idea to the rising star of marriage equality. This is also a fallacy. The two issues could not be more different if they tried. I have read some of those blogs that nearly every other pagan blogger and podcaster out there puts up that "THE BLOG TO READ" that say bald-faced lies like "modern pagan faiths...have been on the front lines of these battles [for marriage equality."

There is not, and never has been, a concerted effort by the entire pagan community to get equal marriage rights for the gay and lesbian community. Never.

That is not to say that there are not GLBT individuals in the pagan community, or pagans who have fought for GLBT rights, but this concerted effort by the pagan community that keeps getting written about is not real.

Also, there seems to be this idea that we are living in something that some call "post-Christianity." That Christianity is on the decline, the way out, so we should all rejoice. And, oh by the way, NOW IS THE TIME to start getting out there and marrying the gays and making sure that we publicize how open and accepting we are of all sexual orientations, because then those questioning Christians who are jumping the Jesus ship will come leaping and hopping to our groves and covens and circles and Starbucks meet-ups and knitting circles and candle-lightings.

I have said it before, and I'll continue to say it as long as there are "pagan news blogs" out there saying the opposite.

NOT EVERY NEWS STORY HAS A PAGAN SLANT!

Continuing the idea that repealing Don't Ask, Don't Tell, or gaining marriage equality has something to do, largely and mostly, with the pagan community is just grasping at ghost straws. They're not there to grab, and nobody else can see them but you. Nearly the entire news cycle has little to nothing to do with the pagan community, and us continuing to try and make up a daily pagan news cycle is, again, a bit ludicrous. Not every little thing that comes on CNN or your network of choice has to do with the pagan community. 

What we have as a rich, full community is enough. We do not need to hitch our pentacle to the rainbow flag of gay rights. Gay is not the new Black, unless you're just meaning that it is the newest headline grabbing civil rights struggle. Pagans and their attempt to get governmental acceptance for various institutions, such as the military or prisons, is not the same thing as Gay rights. Just because Christianity is on a decline doesn't mean it's going anywhere as the number one religion in the world any time soon, and it doesn't mean with should delight in its downfall, and it also doesn't mean that now is the time of the great pagan upswell in America. 

We are enough. As is. We do not need misappropriation of other civil rights struggles to make us more legitimate or more real than we already are. We do not need to shoulder another groups' struggles, because we already have enough problems trying to stop fighting with one another long enough to get our own problems taken care of. 

What do you, the Rioters, think? Are you tired of hearing about how pagans are on the front lines of the GLBT struggle? Am I barking up a ghost tree, that nobody can see but me? Is the truth somewhere in the middle?

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Monday, June 27, 2011

Episode 54: Inciting A Feri Riot

Episode 54 of Inciting A Riot: the Podcast finds us Inciting A Feri Riot with special guest, Mrs. Oddly! Today we learn about the Feri Tradition (which, apparently, has nothing to do with Feri Wicca!) from one of the few actual practitioners in the US.

News: Afghanistan troop withdrawal, Marriage Equality in NY state, Anthony’s Weiner resigned, the Missouri River (and other natural disasters), and the 35 year age difference of a recent wedding.

Word of the Day: Top 10 Most Incorrectly Used Words - submitted by Rioter Chad!

Book Reviews: Small Town Pagan Survivor’s Guide by Bronwen Forbes; When I knew; Prayers for Bobby (film)

  














Spirituality: The Feri Tradition according to Mrs. Oddly.

You can find Mrs. Oddly on Twitter at twitter.com/MrsOddly (@MrsOddly), at her Etsy shop MrsOddly.Etsy.com, and on her blog SomethingOddly.blogspot.com.

If you’d like to read back articles by Bronwen Forbes, her Witch Vox writings can be found here: http://www.witchvox.com/vn/vn_detail/dt_all.html?a=usin&id=337263.

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Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

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Friday, June 24, 2011

A Pride Twice Over

Pride is something that a lot of people claim to have about our country, and they claim to have it quite often. They're proud when the local football team goes on a winning streak. They are proud when they hear stories on American Idol about some small town nobody making it big. They're proud when they can buy an entire "meal" for $3.50. People are "proud" to be an American for a myriad of differing and sometimes strangely diverse reasons.

Sometimes people look at me rather oddly, because I do not claim as much nationalism as my fellow Americans. It's nothing personal against the Stars & Stripes; I've just never been a big 'Go Team Go' school spirit kind of guy. I was the guy who went to the pep rally at school because he was forced to, and spent the entire time reading 60s beatnik style poetry in the back of the bleachers. Not to say I've not been proud of my country or my fellow compatriots many times over my short life, but let's just say that collectively being proud of the entire populace - or even a good chunk of it - is a rare thing for me.

Today I am proud of my country.


Episode 54 was supposed to come out today, but there was just a bit of news I was hoping would wrap up today before I recorded the news segment: the New York marriage equality bill. Late at night on the 24th, it did. In an unbelievably close vote (33 to 29), the State Senate passed a bill that would recognize full and equal rights for gay and lesbian Americans to get married.

The decisive vote was provided by Sen. Stephen M. Saland, a republican from Poughkeepsie, who had voted against a gay marriage bill in 2009 and remained publicly undecided in the days leading up to the vote.

That's what I kept hearing about all week. People that had never voted for gay rights before, or folks who were typically seen as staunchly conservative, were voting for gay rights. One notable Republican who had a change of heart from his previously unrelenting stance against same-sex marraige was Roy McDonald, a Republican Senator from Saratoga.

"You get to the point where you evolve in your life where everything isn't black and white, good and bad and you try to do the right thing," McDonald, 64, told reporters. "You might not like that. You might be very cynical about that. Well, f--- it, I don't care what you think. I'm trying to do the right thing. I'm tired of Republican-Democrat politics. They can take the job and shove it. I come from a blue-collar background. I'm trying to do the right thing and that's where I'm going with this."

Brave words.

So, yes, right now I am exceptionally proud to be an American and finally seeing my country evolve.


In additionally prideful news: President Obama announced this week that a little over 30,000 troops will be immediately pulled from Afghanistan and brought home! Afghan forces will take control of keeping their own country safe, and our men and women in uniform can come back to their lives and families. Supposedly, by 2014, we will be completely withdrawn from the area, with 1/3 of troops being withdrawn every year.

This is phenomenal, as for the first time a majority of Americans were shown by the PEW forum to want the troops to come home.

BARACK OBAMA: "Keep in mind we're talking about ten thousand troops by the end of this year, an additional twenty-three thousand by the end of next summer. And we'll still have sixty-eight thousand US troops there, in addition to all the coalition partner troops. So there is still going to be a substantial presence. But what it does signal is, is that Afghans are slowly taking more and more responsibility."

Congratulations, America!

We should celebrate these leaps in ideology, in thought, and in action. We should celebrate our human connection and our sameness at times like these. Come together and glorify the fact that we are doing something positive for the whole of our populace. 

I hope you share in my feeling of pride.

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Hey! Ya wanna buy some art? - Update!

Midsummer - 2011
Finally, after many false starts and lots of coaxing by my friends (and a gentle nudge from Partner, who'd really like the storage space back), I have put up an Etsy.com shop. In addition to writing poetry and writing a blog and doing the podcast thing, I paint. I don't do it often, honestly because I do not have much faith in my artistic abilities.

Be that as it may, you cannot call yourself a poet until you've shared your work, and you cannot say you're an artist until you share it with the world, right? So, that's what I'm doing. I'm sharing it with the world.

I hope you like it. 

Below, you'll find an assortment of paintings that are currently up for sale. You can purchase one (or all!) by going to FireLyte.Etsy.com and making an order! The better the reception, the more confident I'll be in my work, and the more I'll paint! This will be a fun foray into the arting world! So, put down the pitchfork - for once - and pick up a paintbrush.

UPDATE: By popular demand, I have added prints of some of the more highly sought after paintings. So, if you can't quite make an original piece fit your budget, there's a $5-$10 print for you! Also, just for fun, I've added the option to buy prints of some of my nature photographs. Hope you like these new additions!

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Click any pic to enlarge.

Above & Below
SOLD!
In this room.
An Eye Forward
SOLD!
and the deer will lick the dew off the new day
The Dividing Line
Bardic Tale

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Blessed Midsummer!

Gotta love Google! This pops up under "Summer Solstice." Fitting, don't you think?
I am well into my Do the Stuff Challenge, and today is one of the milestones of that challenge. It is the day of Midsummer, the Summer Solstice, Litha, and a host of other names both known and forgotten. Blessings to all of you Rioters!

Unfortunately, I had to work today. I wasn't able to spend all day being witchy and worshipating, but I was able to do a few things that, for me, celebrated the spirit of this day.

I woke early, or, at least, early for someone who did not work until the afternoon. I greeted the sun with some nice stretching in the back yard and then went inside to prepare breakfast. I had a simple, but healthy breakfast of hard boiled eggs, multi-grain toast with butter and organic blackberry preserves, and a delicious golden pear. Nutritious. Delicious. And I saluted the Sun God at the height of his glory with a simple blessing.

Then, I strapped on my outdoor running shoes, made sure the animals were fed, and headed out to the forest preserve. I hiked up to the top of a hill, surveyed the gorgeous flora of a landscape that has been rich with rain this season, and took in the verdant landscape. I did a bit more stretching and offered up my physical activity as offering to the universe. The universe giving me life and I expending energy to maintain it.

3 miles and several mud puddles later, I had managed to make it through the preserve with a time I wasn't ashamed of, though I was covered in mud from the knees down. I lifted my hands, feeling the warmth of the high sun and soaked in the energy of the day as my feet expended the feeling of being tired.

Lunch was the same as breakfast, simple and nutritious. Soup made with spring vegetables, spices, and chicken as well as a homemade roll. I prepared a healthy, organic dinner to take to work, and then went off to chase a paycheck.

While today isn't a completely witchy day, I did offer up what I felt was the right spirit for the day. I enjoyed the fact that it is summer, that the day is long and hot and sunny, and that I can be outdoors. I celebrated that I am in the prime of my life and able to stretch my limbs and go for a run whenever the weather permits. I celebrated the turning of the wheel, and I dedicated my effort as offering to the Gods of My Understanding.

Simple as a hard-boiled egg, but as complex - to me - as the spinning universe.

Tomorrow I am off work. I plan on spending the day painting, cleaning my house, and generally doing the witchy-minded things I could not get done today for lack of time. Also, (SQUEE) I have the esteemed honor of interviewing one of my favorite people on my continuous quest to learn more about the religions of others.

So, happy and blessed Summer Solstice, Rioters! I hope you are able/were able to celebrate in a meaningful, personal way. After all, that's all the Gods require is your simple, heartfelt effort.

Which, I believe, is the best lesson I'm learning from this Do the Stuff Challenge I've undertaken.

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Monday, June 20, 2011

The Magic of Grief Relief

Brook the iPod Witch just put out her 60th episode. (Congratulations, by the way, on the accomplishment.) Each episode begins with Brook reading her listener feedback and answering questions. This show in particular, however, peaked my fancy when a listener asked her what spell he needs to do in order to get rid of the pain accompanying his recent break-up. Ever eager to please her listeners, Brook did what most witch folk do: she pulled out Scott Cunningham's Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs and began prescribing various remedies for strength or healing. While she mentions there isn't a section on herbs to get over a break-up, I'd like to take this question and add my own 2 cents. Not that anybody asked.

Did any of you watch Charmed? (Sorry... Pardon me a moment while I slap my self in the head for asking an obvious question.) Well, remember how Billie found a spell to take away bad memories/thoughts/feelings/etc.? Remember how it didn't work? That is one of the few times in popular culture in which someone turning to magic actually gets a semi-factual result.

In short: there is no magical cure for grief. And, honestly, I don't believe attempting to relieve the symptoms of grief by magic (strength, healing, etc.) does much good, either. Though, the theory goes - I suppose - that it cannot hurt. While that may be true, there is kind of a sense in the witchy community that anything can be solved by magic. There is a magical cure for everything, or at least a magical aide.

Are you constantly coming up short for money at the end of the month? Do a prosperity spell! Carry money-bringing-in talismans! Burn every green candle you come across! Pile your change into a jar with 9 anointed lodestones, each coated in money-drawing herbs!

Or, possibly realize you're living outside your means. Realize that you cannot spend $2500/month when you only bring in $2000/month. Find things to eliminate, up to and including selling that house that costs you $1500/month, and moving into a nice, affordable apartment until things improve.

I am often asked when one should do magic, and I am equally as often criticized for telling people I do not believe magic should be used instead of a better mundane situation. Obviously, it cannot ever hurt to summon up a bit of extra luck. It cannot hurt to brew yourself a healing tea when you are attempting to get over a great loss, but one thing we need to all remember:

MAGIC IS NOT A SUBSTITUTE FOR THERAPY!

Magic is also not a substitute for time and the manner in which only it can heal. Magic is not a substitute for the conversation you need to have with your parents about coming out. You cannot magically beam the information into their heads, nor can you occlude it from their vision forever. Magic will not get you an undeserved raise or fix your car. 

When life happens, and you want to hurry up and get to the part where you don't hurt anymore or where things are better again or where nobody remembers that bad thing you did or said...you're going to have to wake up and realize that for all of our witchy powers, for all the rain we can summon and cards we can read...for all of the things we can do, we cannot fix, alter, change, or manipulate that which makes us human. 

So, I do not disagree with the advice Brook gave. She did what she was asked. And most of us - myself included - would probably do the same if asked the same question. However, I do feel that, especially as of late, many of us forget to also give the caveat that while symptoms can be eased with a ritual burning of our ex's undies, the real healing takes time. 

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Shout Outs: Pagan By Nature & WBHH the Blog (plus NEWS!!!)

For some reason when you Google "sitting poolside" this is what you get. Not that I'm complaining.
Happy Friday, Rioters!

I wanted to highlight a couple of wonderful blogs that I think you'll enjoy. Plus, I have some news about yet another way to stay in touch with your favorite torch wielder.


Pagan By Nature is a blog written by Mnemosyne (neh-mah-sin-ee) Mars, a loyal Rioter and all around amazing gal. While her blog isn't updated more than a few times a month, she is becoming a more frequent blogger and might possibly be coming out with a podcast. She is also creator of the "Lexicon", which is sort of like the Urban Dictionary for pagans. It's a listing of various slang terms and words created by podkin, authors, and inside jokes that is constantly updated. Suffice it to say, she has some wonderfully poignant insights into various aspects of Paganism, does her homework, and writes with the most relatable tone. Make a new friend and subscribe to this fabulous blog.

Witches BrewHaHa is probably one of your favorite pagan podcasts, if not your very favorite pagan podcast. Don't worry! I'm not offended. Just, when and if you ever see me on the street, lie to me. Well, sadly, Velma has gone on summer vacation. However, she isn't leaving us - her devoted Brujas - completely without her witchy goodness. She now has Witches BrewHaHa-The Blog! It's new, but it's all the things we love about our Velma. So, do yourself a favor, and add WBHH the blog to your daily dose of pagan-ness.

Lastly, I'd just like to let all of you know you can now find me on Facebook! If you'd like, you can also now 'Like' Inciting A Riot on its Fan Page. I just thought it was high time to join the insanity and conversation. So, add me as a friend! I'd love to keep up with all the Rioters there!

I'm off to the pool. Let's pray the sunshine holds out!

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Tracy Morgan & A Lesson on the First Amendment

All that's really missing is the tank top and the 40oz beer bottle.
Tracy Morgan, a C-list actor who continues to hold onto the coattails of still-successful Saturday Night Live alums for dear life and a paycheck, has come under fire recently for remarks he made at a recent Nashville, TN comedy club performance. His comments, called by most a "homophobic rant", were made during one of his stand-up routines. Some of the quotes are as follows: (I warn you, they are horrendous and use exceptionally foul language.)
  • Gays need to quit being p*ssies and not be whining about something as insignificant as bullying.
  • Gay is something that kids learn from the media and programming.
  • My son “better talk to me like a man and not in a gay voice or I’ll pull out a knife and stab that little n*gger to death.”
  • “I don’t “f*cking care if I piss off some gays, because if they can take a f*cking dick up their ass… they can take a f*cking joke.”
One of the more famous quotes from his set adds on to the third one stating that if one of his sons ever came out to him that he would stab him. Charming, huh? Now, obviously the language is exceptionally offensive, violent, and - in my opinion - quite dangerous, especially given the recent rash and upswing of GLBT teen suicides and bullying.

As word of this rant blew up Twitter, Facebook, and the rest of the social internet media this past weekend, many folks immediately took sides. While most seemed to be calling for metaphorical blood (job loss, public stoning, and other totally peaceful protest measures), others said that he's a comic and he's just doing what comics do. In other words, it's an issue of Free Speech. Another test of how much we want to hold onto the First Amendment. Chris Rock, another, more successful comedian, came to his defense initially, tweeting out this:

I don't know about you, but I don't want to live in world where Tracy Morgan can't say foul inappropriate shit.

Seeming to say that, despite what Morgan said, and despite how offensive it might be, the ability for a people to say whatever they want to say is sacrosanct. We treasure our Bill of Rights so completely, that there are many times when situations like this arise that we choose the side of Rights for All rather than start on the slippery slope of censorship. However, Chris Rock is making headlines today for changing his tune in regards to Morgan's rant.

Tracy morgan is a tad off we all know that so when tracy says something i usually don't take it anymore serious than i would a statement from gary busey or flavor flav .when i first heard the statement i thought it was offensive but it also reminded me of my father saying ill kill you if you ever bring home a white girl but after reading everything tracy said . wow i get it that shit wasn't called for and i don't support it at all. now can i please go to the tony awards without getting my ass kicked .

Basically, his reaction was a bit like mine late on Saturday when I first got the news: a comedian is getting in trouble for doing what a comedian does. Then I read the comments. I cannot see any possible scenario, joke set-up, punch line, or conversation in which these statements could ever have been intended as humorous. They are not funny. They're not self-deprecating. They're not good natured. They do not come from a place of love. Who knows? Maybe they come from a place of alcohol and illegal drug use. Maybe he really has a lot of love for the gay community, but this isn't showing it.

Since this situation has come to light, Tracy Morgan has spent his every waking moment trying to convince the world that he was simply making unfunny jokes and that he really loves all things gay.
“I know how bad bullying can hurt. I was bullied when I was a kid,” he told GLAAD. “I’m sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean it. I never want to use my comedy to hurt anyone. My family knew what it was like to feel different. My brother was disabled and I lost my father to AIDS in 1987. My dad wasn’t gay but I also learned about homophobia then because of how people treated people who were sick with that. Parents should support and love their kids no matter what. Gay people deserve the same right to be happy in this country as everyone else. Our laws should support that. I hope that my fans gay, straight, whatever forgive and I hope my family forgives me for this.”
And, yes, this may have been an instance of him attempting to appeal to a crowd, to work out new material, to be a satyrist, or...whatever. But, most comics that are asked about this seem to think he took it one stab your son comment too far. Comedian, actress, and out lesbian Wanda Sykes made the following remark:
Tracy has the right to say whatever he wants to say, just like we have the right to say, not acceptable. WE as a country. We used to picnic to watch public hangings, but WE figured out, that was some sick shit. No, society does effect the comedy stage, that's why you don't see anymore white comics in blackface. And it's up to us if we laugh or walk out. This isn't about comedy. What Tracy said is dangerous. We r just trying to protect our kids. Peace and love!
And this is really my point in writing about this today, to look at the question of freedom of speech. Most people, when faced with an issue like this, immediately jump on the Free Speech bandwagon. It's a slipper slope argument. If we begin censoring folks like the KKK or Westboro Baptist Church or Tracy Morgan because of their hate-filled speech, then there is a precedent set, right? And since we haven't crossed that line yet, we want to make sure that we don't start crossing it. We want to be able to preach our message of love and tolerance and peace just as loud, if not louder, as the guy in the pointy white hat wants to preach death and annihilation.

But...haven't we already started to legally limit what people can and cannot say? Haven't we already crossed that line? You cannot defame or knowingly lie about someone in media (libel and slander). The 1973 case of Miller v. California has set out what is known as the Miller Test for obscenity. Basically, if the surrounding community deems a work obscene, if the work is patently offensive, or if it lacks political, literary, artistic, or scientific value, it can be taken down or censored. Obviously, there is a lot of gray area with this type of censorship, but still...it's there in the books. We cannot threaten one another, because threats of imminent harm are banned, according to the Supreme Court. We cannot use flagrant language that would incite a riot (how ironic, right?). And the list goes on.

Basically, the standard rule of thumb when it comes to one's rights is that you have the right to do whatever you want to do, unless it begins to infringe on another's right not to have those things done to them. The Westboro Baptist Church, various fringe Pro-Life organizations, the KKK, and several other groups around the US continue to learn this lesson, as they are given standards of distance they are allowed to be when protesting things like military funerals, abortion clinics, and minority gatherings.

However, something that tends to get a lot of people in trouble, and what tends to get the most press, is how far your freedom of speech is allowed to extend before you are fired from your job. Can you, for example, show up to work with a smile on your face and then go home and dedicate an entire blog to your hatred for your workplace? Yes and no. Yes, you could do that. But, not if you want to keep your job. Most workplaces these days have strict no blogging policies, and they tend to extend to you having a blog at all, despite whether you use it to speak ill of your place of employ.

Can you go to your public high school or college and wear a shirt saying "All Jews Should Burn"? Not if you want to continue going to that school. And, again, there are grounds in the "fighting words" section of what you're allowed to express that would act as precedent in situations such as these.

The point is, feel free to say what you want. You, most likely and in most circumstances, will not face jail time for being a hate-filled bigot, or a disliker of your job, or a hater of a politician. (Except in the event that you threaten someone with imminent harm, in which case you might just land yourself in jail.) But, if what you say is not liked by your employer, or home owner's association, your landlord, your spouse/partner, etc., you may very well may find yourself unemployed without anywhere to live and alone. There are ramifications for speech. You continue to work at the pleasure of your employer, and if you start spouting off things that get negative attention, they may not want you working for them because if they keep you employed, people may not shop at their establishment.

Such is the situation with Tracy Morgan. He is a famous comic, but he's also known as the guy from the NBC show 30 Rock. Thus, his employer Tina Fey was called in to comment on his antics. She politely and humorously said that this wasn't the person she knew, but that if his comments were sincere he might want to remind himself that he would basically not have a job on television if not for GLBT costume designers, script writers, make-up artists, actors, producers, bosses, and printers of paychecks.

So, next time you find yourself in a sticky First Amendment situation... Before you start shouting about how you have free speech and can say whatever you want, remember that while the law won't touch you, you might still suffer the consequences in more fiduciary ways.

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Monday, June 13, 2011

Freddy's Coming For You...And You'll Never Stop Him

Please, allow me a moment and this small post to get a little 80-year-old, ultraconservative Grandma on you.

This past weekend Partner and I watched the latest remake of the movie A Nightmare on Elm St. Yes, the new one with the hunky 20-something guys (meaning Kellan Lutz). Now, I've known the basic premise of the Freddy Krueger mythos for years: he's a creepy pervert that preyed on one too many of the neighborhood kids, and then all of the parents banded together, trapped him in a warehouse, and burned him alive. Now he haunts the dreams of his would-be victims.

Something, this time around, clicked for me. In this most recent incarnation of the Nightmare, they go back to the very beginning of the franchise and reintroduce it to today's audience. In this latest storyline, the basic plot remains the same, but they spend a lot of extra time enhancing the psychological torture theme. Freddy was a gardener at the local preschool, and he took the children down to a secret room under the school and did horrible things to them, photographing some of the more heinous sexual crimes.

Of course, the storyline follows a similar course: the parents, as a group, realize what's going on and chase him down to a warehouse, then burn him alive. Today, Freddy is seeking out his former victims so that he can continue to instill fear in their dreams and kill them for turning him in.

The thing that clicked this time around is that the basis of the story is wildly sickening. Take it out of the context of a Wes Craven, fantasy-tinged horror film and break it down to its basic parts. The local preschool's gardener was a pedophile that traumatized an entire class of small children. Once the parents found out, they chased him down (instead of calling the police) and burned him alive. They then hid this information from their young children, who forgot all about it until it turns out the pedophile who terrorized them isn't as dead as their parent's had hoped and now continues to haunt these children's dreams. Only this time, there can be no justice, as he's already dead. He can haunt them and taunt them and sexually molest them and do all manner of torture to them in their dreams, up to and including killing them, and he will never have to answer for it.

Without the science fiction of the man-turned-dream walker, this is something I saw quite often while working in the juvenile court system. Children haunted and psychologically tortured indefinitely over what some sick man or woman did to them when they were small. However, unlike Wes Craven's idea of a good franchise 80's-era serial killer storyline, the real world tends to frown on pedophilia. It is not rewarded with immortality and the ability to enact your twisted fantasies on innumerable victims. There is, usually, a sense of justice and finality - at least when it comes to sentencing.

People go to prison; they are kept away from their victims and any and all potential victims. The message here seems to be that you can try and separate yourself by time and distance, even the boundaries of life and death, from your tormentor, and they will still haunt you, still victimize you, and still be able to come after you...even from the grave.

What a horrible story. There is no finality, because he just comes back and kills your parents instead. But, I put this to you, the Rioters. What do YOU think about characters such as Freddy? What is their purpose in the greater culture, and why are they so popular and celebrated when their stories are so horrendous? These films seem to me to celebrate the killer, and to enjoy the manner in which he kills without mercy and cannot be stopped. And I suppose there is a place for such indulgence, but to celebrate a pedophile...?

I just never really thought Hollywood, in the modern era, would go that far. But, this is the same institution that continues putting out the Explosions! series. I mean...the Michael Bay Transformers franchise.

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Thursday, June 9, 2011

The Importance of Belief (Or, The Sun is Not a Ball of Gas)

Recently, while browsing the depths of the ‘Watch Instantly’ section of Netflix in the Fantasy genre, I came across a movie called The Color of Magic. For those of you that are fans of UK author Terry Pratchett, I offer up my humble apology for having never read his books or seen any of the movies based on his books until now. I realize what a grievous error I have committed. After coming to the same conclusion everybody else seems to have over the past 3 decades - that Pratchett’s Discworld is a delightfully humorous, magical world worth visiting as often as possible - I found my way to another story from the world on top of 4 elephants on top of a massive turtle, The Hogfather.

I have never loved a Christmas/holiday movie as much, I think, as I loved The Hogfather. It was as hilarious and original as it was sincere and touching. The originality of having the character of Death wind up playing Santa is just about the best combination of ludicrous and fantastic as I’ve seen in quite some time.

But, this isn’t a “go out and by this movie” article. Though you should. Right now. In fact, you can stop reading - because unlike TV, this will still be readable in 5 minutes - and go to Amazon.com and purchase the movie. Or, go to Netflix and watch the movie instantly.

For a quick plot summary (don’t worry, no spoilers will be revealed): There are some folks called the Auditors who are in charge of making sure that logic and order are maintained. They’ve decided that the Hogfather (a character that looks and performs all of the functions of Santa Claus, with the exception of not being called Santa Claus) and a belief in said Hogfather is no longer conducive to logic and reason. So, they’ve decided to assassinate him. Yep, they want to kill Santa. They hire a guy named Teatime to carry out the inhuming, and hilarity ensues as Death gets wind of the plot and takes over for the now-missing Hogfather.

Why does Death - who already has quite the busy job as a psychopomp - feel the need to put on the jolly fat man’s suit? Because, as he puts it, if the Hogfather does not make his rounds on Hogswatch (the Christmas equivalent), and belief in the Hogfather dissipates, then the sun will not rise tomorrow. That’s right. The fate of the world hangs on getting presents one night a year.

The entire movie revolves around this idea. They must save the Hogfather, along with appearances by a few other mythic beings, or else the sun will not rise. But, towards the very end of the movie, the meaning of this statement gets a bit of a twist. Death has a granddaughter, naturally, and her name is Susan. She asks her dear old granddad to expound on what would happen instead of the sun rising. Death tells her “a burning ball of gas would illuminate the Discworld.”

Then and there he makes the distinction between a sun that rises each morning and sets every evening and the scientific nature of the burning ball of gas, which our planet revolves around and is illuminated by daily. See, it is a small bit of suspended reality, a bit of belief and whimsy to call it a sunrise or a sunset. Because, we know that to be a technical fallacy.

Death goes on to say that humans live in a world run on belief, on fairy tales and Hogfathers and Tooth Fairies. We need to believe in the little things so that we can believe in the big things. Of course, these “big things” aren’t things like a belief in Deity/God-in-a-Box. Death says the biggest things are ideas like mercy, compassion, and justice. When Susan pushes him further, he says that if you take all that the Universe is and condense it down to its most pure form and sift it through the finest sieve, you would not find one atom of mercy, or compassion, or justice.

See, a child’s belief in Santa or the Tooth Fairy isn’t a huge stretch for a child. These are small, pleasant beliefs. There’s no bad side to Santa. The Easter Bunny doesn’t have some famous dark side - though that would be a movie I’d pay to see. As we get older, we choose to believe in the Divine. This is a bit tougher, because for every one thing that goes right, one thing we “thank God” for, there are 5, 25, 125, to infinite things that go wrong on this world on a daily basis. People die too young or too healthy. There are people around the world, millions upon millions of them, that are poor in a way that we cannot even fathom being poor. And, there is starvation in parts of this world that the very thought of makes one sick.

So, it’s hard to believe in a good god, a fair god, or a just god, but it’s not impossible. People do it everyday. It’s sort of why they believe in Divinity. Because, even though life might suck, I get a better one after I die.

The part that stuck with me through all this, and the part I want to share with you, the reader, is that the idea of mercy, compassion, justice - all those good and fair things in the world - is an even bigger leap of faith humanity makes. Attributing unfairness to “God’s will” or karma is using the divine as a kind of scapegoat. Not in a negative way, necessarily, but it helps to write off the terrible questions of why bad things happen to undeserving people. When you get right down to it, Death was right. The Universe, humanity, is not inherently compassionate. It is a kill or be killed world, and the very fact that we have created these notions of fairness is a beautiful example of the human spirit’s ability to believe.

We believe that the stop sign works and that everyone will adhere to its power. We believe that humans are mostly good deep down. We believe that we can appeal to someone’s compassion for a second chance. We believe. We believe. We believe. It is these very large beliefs that keep our little ball of dirt and foliage spinning.

This is a new concept for me, considering our everyday beliefs as the bigger leaps of faith, but I think it is a truer concept. A child does not question the veracity of the Santa mythos. An adult can live with the struggles of life, because they can lean on their Deity of choice. But for any of it to happen, for us to continue as a species, for us to live and thrive, and for there to be a sunrise tomorrow, we have to make the greatest leap of faith of all and believe in the improvable, unknowable, unverifiable, unseen, untouchable, improbable compassion of the person in front of us.

Happy Hogswatch, everyone.

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte


  

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Fire Lyte & Christian Day: Round 2!

Rioters! Tonight, in a one night/one time only engagement, I will be on Christian Day's Blog Talk Radio show Hex Education! Now, a Blog Talk Radio show is like a podcast and is not like a podcast. For those of you that don't really feel like sitting next to your computers this evening for 2 hours, you can, of course, download the episode immediately following the recording of it via iTunes.

However, for those of you that want to sit up, you can hear the show going on live! And, furthermore, you can call in and ask us questions! (The number is (347) 308-8731.) It's on at 8pm Central and 9pm Eastern via the link above.

The topic of choice for the show is Project Pagan Enough and tolerance in the greater pagan community. I think it should be an interesting, exciting chance to reach an entirely new audience with a message of patience, grace, and a cease-fire of the in-fighting. I hope everyone enjoys it!

So, please, tune in, call in, and support Project Pagan Enough!

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Honey, just own it! Sarah Palin & Paul Revere

Another story that won't go away this week comes from the "not a Presidential campaign" tour of Sarah Palin. Supposedly, Palin and her family are just going on a family vacation. The former half-term governor of Alaska has been saying in as many ways she can that the highly publicized east coast tour of the US she is dragging her family along is not - repeat NOT - an exploratory tour to keep her name in the news until she announces either her bid for President or attached herself to a candidate as his VP. Of course it's a family vacation! She just has a cadre of press following her, granted press follows her to the bathroom. But the most telling part of all of this is that she is driving around the east coast. In a bus. That looks like this:


Take a little look at that left-hand side of the bus. See that? It's her signature and then a link to her SarahPAC website. (PAC = political action committee. Basically a fundraising organization.) The homepage of the website she has devoted 1/3rd of her "family vacation" vehicle looks a bit like this:


Yes, the first thing that happens when you click to SarahPAC.com is you're asked to donate money. To the website promoted on her "family vacation" bus. But, it doesn't end there! When you 'X' out of that screen, this is the next thing you see:


Ok... Well, at least she's changed "Donate" to "Contribute"! That's something! Another 1/3rd of the space on her homepage is devoted to "Hey! We're on vacation! Donate money!" If she's not running for president - or any other office for that matter - then what's the point of this? I realize that at this point in her...let's call it a "career"...she's amassed a bit of money, thus she can drive around in a big, fat bus if she wants. My question, though, is if she didn't want a highly publicized "family vacation," if she didn't want any of us to think her stops to meet with Donald Trump or to grab a bit of attention in New Hampshire on the same day as Mitt Romney's stop in the state... If she didn't want us thinking this was anything other than a family vacation...

Why the damn bus?

She could have flown. She could have road-tripped it in a station wagon like the rest of us. She could have even rented an RV that DIDN'T have her face plastered all over it! 

I do not in any way, shape, form, or fashion fault Sarah Palin for making a run for the 2012 nomination. At all. Nope. Two reasons: 1) Everyone is entitled to run for President in this country, as long as they meet the qualifications. 2) I think this blog will benefit greatly from the material her many, many, many campaign speeches will surely provide. But, what I do fault her for is trying to play this game with the American public, who were a bit quicker on the uptake than she thought they'd be. 

So, here's a message to Sarah Palin, "Honey! Just own it! We know you want to have your face on Fox News and CNN and all the rest! We know you want to make a run of it. Just own it! Nobody will be mad!"

In "reasons why I want Sarah Palin to run for President" news: Sarah Palin's followers are cultish, ravenous folks, akin to those folks I lived around in Texas that were HUGE George W. Bush fans. Not to say they're rabid or something, but they defend anything and everything the woman says with a fervor unseen in any other political base. Case in point: her recent, highly publicized flub on the details of the midnight ride of Paul Revere. Or, make that the daylight bell-ringing of Paul Revere. Let's watch.


Ok... Now, just like much of what Sarah says, it's obvious that she doesn't really remember the exact details of what she was told and is stumbling around for the facts. Was every idea behind her rambling incorrect? Not necessarily. While some historians are backing up her idea that bells and guns were used, one historian called her "lucky in her history as opposed to knowledgeable in her history." Robert Allison of Suffolk University, who agreed with the gist of the statement, said that no guns were used and Revere did not ring bells, but that they were rung as part of a system set up months prior to be rung at his signal. Anybody remember the signal? Lanterns. He lit lanterns. One if by land, two if by sea. And then he road through the night warning colonists to arm themselves. 

Hell, if you asked me to recount the midnight ride of Paul Revere, I'd probably remember that the guy is credited with lighting some lanterns and riding a horse shouting "The British are coming! The British are coming!", which isn't the most factually correct thing either. But, I own that. I own that I really suck at history. I also own that sucking at history doesn't make me any less capable at doing my job, writing this blog, or airing my podcast. None of my "jobs" are hindered by me sucking at history. She flubbed. She should own it. Instead...


She just won't say, "You know, I flubbed a few of the details. We had a good laugh about it afterwards and then used the moment to do a bit more research into Paul Revere as a family." That would be very "family vacation"-esque and educational to boot! But, no, sadly she just keeps on acting as though she never messed up. I just cannot stand when someone so obviously messes up facts and then defends them as though their life depended on it. I'd say it would appear smarter and more poised to own the flub and move on then continue to let the media make it a huge deal by denying it. 

One last thing: That "gotcha" question? You know...the one that she was asked that she gave the Paul Revere answer to? Know what it was? The reporter asked her what she had seen and learned so far that day. 

Let that one soak in. Real gotcha politics, right? Nobody asked her about Paul Revere, though that's not really a "gotcha" question. Anytime the woman cannot answer a question correctly or straight on and is criticized for it, it's because she was asked a "gotcha" question. A "gotcha" question is another name for a trick question where there is no good answer and serves to make the responder look like an idiot. Asking what she and her family saw and learned on their educational family vacation to the nation's landmarks is not a gotcha question.

But don't let that stop her legions of ravenous followers! They took to Wikipedia to try and revise history to make it appear that everything she said was completely factual. Gods bless those Palin-ites. For just amazing reading, take a quick jaunt here and scroll down to "Now Palin fans are messing with the article." Enjoy!

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Saturday, June 4, 2011

The Weiner and the John

This week a few bits of news have come out about some famous political sex scandals. For the sake and sanity of all of you Rioters, I will forego discussion about the Arnold Schwarzenegger 10-year-old he made with his maid.

I guess he really does have something to be proud of down there?

First and foremost in everyone's mind this week is what the news media has dubbed Weinergate. According to reports, Anthony Weiner - Democratic Representative from New York - tweeted out a photograph of his groin area inside some boxer shorts to a random girl on the west coast. Rep. Weiner has immediately and vehemently denied that the photograph was of him, and a Reuters article stated that the EXIF metadata from the photograph is not the same as that of Weiner's Blackberry with which he typically takes his photographs. He also claims to have no idea who the girl is and says that his account was hacked. So, at least in the preliminary, it looks like Mr. Weiner might be telling the truth. Maybe.

The bigger scandal here isn't that a politician might be having an affair. Lord knows there's a new politician having a new affair every week, seemingly. The bigger news is that most news agencies were very hesitant to report about the issue, because nobody wanted to put the spotlight on a Democrat who has consistently fought for civil liberties and marriage equality on blast for this kind of thing.

Anderson Cooper sent out a message to his Twitter followers after they asked him not to cover the story, asking them if they would feel the same if Anthony Weiner were a conservative Republican. The answer is no. We would be seeking as much news coverage and seeking to shame the guy as often and deeply as possible. The reason behind that is most of the politicans that get caught up in these scandals are "family values" politicians. They are very much against gay marriage, consistently speak about God and the importance of their marriage, and how being gay is a big ol' choice and they shouldn't have the right to marry...blah blah blah. The hypocrisy is almost palpable when it is found out that these same politicians who blast the gays, build up the institution of heterosexuality, and preach about how happy they are to be married all while shtupping some tart.

Anthony Weiner doesn't fit that hypocritical mold. He's pro-choice, pro-gay, pro-all those things that the typical politician who gets caught up in sexy photo scandals are vehemently against. Sure, if this is true, it might make him a crappy husband, but he's not trying to hold straight marriage as a perfectly indestructible institution while keeping others from experiencing the joys of holy matrimony.

But, what's good for the elephant is good for the donkey, I suppose. Reporters should report the news, despite the political party of the person involved. However, it looks like Mr. Weiner's sex scandal may be fizzling out quicker than he could type 140 characters.

This is the size of my..."self-respect."

In Actual A-hole News: The US Department of Justice recently wrapped up a 2-year investigation into the campaign spending of former Presidential candidate John Edwards. The results? Mr. Edwards has been indicted on 6 different felony charges for possibly misappropriating over $1 million in political donations. How did he misappropriate funds? Was it 2500 of those $400 haircuts? No.

Allegedly, he spent over $1 million to keep his affair with Riehl Hunter secret. And, you know, pay for their living expenses and such. He got this money from two very rich friends, one of which was the heiress to the Listerine/Chapstick fortune. Yes, that could create a lot of cheap jokes. No, I cannot decide which one to use now...so I suppose I won't use one.

I've gotta say, on the principle of the fact that he cheated on his now-dead, cancer-ridden wife with a campaign photographer and then had a child...I wouldn't mind seeing the cheating bastard thrown in prison for the full 30 year possible sentence. That's what he's facing. 30 years in prison becoming someone else's girlfriend and a $1.5 million fine.

What do you think of this recent round of political scandals?

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

My Dianic Priest Conundrum

Dianic Wiccans seem to be one of the most indefinable branches of the smaller Wicca umbrella of Paganism. The biggest problem in answering some of the questions about Dianic Wicca doesn't seem to be in the actual definition of the term, but in the varying degrees to which the definition is applied. Feminism is a strong part of being a Dianic Wiccan. A reverence for the life cycle of women, as well as a reverence for those physically born a woman, also seem to be core to the beliefs.

Now, admittedly, what I know about Dianic Wicca could maybe fill half of one of those little plastic buckets kids use to make sandcastles. I've read about it in Drawing Down the Moon, online, talking to other folks in the pagan community, and little bits and pieces from books and articles whose titles and URLs I've forgotten over the years. Basically, as I understand it, it is a women's mystery tradition that was resurrected from what seems to be all that faulty research of Margaret Murray about Dianic cults by everyone's favorite raving High Priestess: Z. Budapest. According to Margot Adler, Budapest's Susan B. Anthony coven was the first Dianic coven in the Neo-Pagan movement.

There are a lot of people that fight about what it means to be a Dianic Wiccan. At this past year's Pantheacon a big uproar occurred when a group of transgendered women were not allowed to participate, as it was considered to be a ritual for those who were born women and have menstruated. Many folks believe that, unless you are someone who has menstruated, you cannot be a Dianic Wiccan. Many folks also extend the idea to include individuals whose gender identity is female.

According to Adler, there is a stream of the Dianic Tradition that hails from Dallas, TX and began with Morgan McFarland who allowed men into one of her covens. However, they do not seem to be able to take positions of leadership, and are truly there at the whim and pleasure of the High Priestess who can revoke their membership at any time for any reason. McFarland herself recounts that when compared to women-only Dianic covens, her mixed gender covens do not seem to be as empowering an experience for the women.

We have found that women working together are capable of conjuring their past and reawakening their old ascendancy. They are capable of putting together many of the pieces. This does not seem to happen when men are present. Perhaps this is a societal thing. It seems that in mixed covens, no matter how 'feminist' the women are, a kind of competition begins to happen. Among the women, alone, none of this occurs, and a great reciprocity develops, unlike anything I have seen before.

This from the woman who is credited with allowing men into the "Women's Mysteries" Club. Most of the resources I've found online say that women don't like the idea of men getting involved in the women's mystery traditions. So... I have a bit of a conundrum.

What is the deal with Dianic Priests? Like...Why? What? How? Did I mention 'Why?'

Ok. Let me explain my confusion. Do you remember that really old Simpson's episode where they make a No Homers Allowed club? Homer doesn't understand why he can't be in it, but it's explained they already have one Homer and he simply cannot join. Hilarity ensues, and I think there was something about a soda machine and a nearly naked Homer dragging a rock by a chain. I look at Dianic Wicca the same way. No nearly naked with a giant rock, but...well... It was founded, originally, on principles of being a "women's mysteries tradition." A by women for women kind of thing.

When someone puts up a sign that says "No Boys Allowed," what compels a guy to say, "but...but I wanna know what goes on behind that door?" I get how, given some of my recent ideas about secret knowledge this might be a bit confusing, but I also am an advocate for not trying to push when someone says no.

So, I guess I'll come out and say it. From the research that I've done, and from what I understand, I currently think of Dianic Priests as oxymoronic. I'm sure there are plenty of very good reasons why a guy attempts to get into the girls club, but I guess I don't understand them or the principle behind the desire.

But, of course, I put this to the Rioters. Explain Dianic Priests, for I am at a loss. I by no means know or understand all there is to know or understand and my view is not fact. It's my opinion formed from lots of head scratching and going "huh?".

What do YOU think about male Dianic Wiccans/Dianic Priests?

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte

Feeling the Moontides

Initially, when I began my Do The Stuff Challenge, I assumed that I was going to merely enjoy decorating my house more often or get back in touch with my tools I'd left abandoned for quite some time. I thought, Hey, I have this new altar, and this will be a great way to break it in. But, something more has happened along the way.

Yesterday, as I was at work, I felt this pull...this notion...this urge almost. It was a feeling that the moon was going dark in the sky. Now, it was about mid-afternoon and the sun was out, so there was little reason why I should be thinking about the moon. And, before you ask, no I hadn't looked at my lunar calendar in quite a while. But, once I had the feeling, I whipped out my iPhone, pulled up my trusty lunar calendar, and sure enough the moon was just entering it's dark phase yesterday evening and throughout today.

The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley has a section towards the latter part of the book where Morgan is coming back to her craft after being away for quite some time - a few decades. She talks about having to do the work of a brand new dedicant, tracing the lay lines and counting the days between moon phases. In doing this work, she realized that she had forgotten the sway of the moontides. Over time she begins to feel the pull in her blood and she no longer needs to count the days, because she feels the full and dark and new phases of the moon just as easily as she feels the wind brush her hair from her face. The pull is the gentle nudging that the moon has over us all if only we take the opportunity to quiet our spirits long enough to feel it. It's a feeling I think all of us would like to acquire while walking our witchy path.

Now, I'm not going to get all overzealous and jumping the gun and all that and say that I am now completely in sync with the waxing and waning of our Mother in the sky. But, I just have to admit that when I saw that lunar calendar and knew that I had known before I even looked....

That was pretty friggin cool.

Happy Dark Moon Rioters! Hope your Do The Stuff Challenge is working well for you!

Love and Lyte,

Fire Lyte