imagine that all of us, without any early exceptions or late exemptions, own the responsibility of being the united nations! suppose, that we the peoples, often treated more as a clichÈ than as a reality--now plentifully numbering almost six billion beings--more than twice as many as we counted when we created the un--are not just willing workers but are eagerly committed constituents--devotedly determined as never ever before--to complete the initial challenge of being the united nations. when we finish that task, perhaps we will know how to be cosmic clowns.

perhaps this prospect of new being will take us into the live poets society and carpe diem, and in taming ourselves to understand time and seeming timelessness we will conceive and co-create the image and opus of universal peace. may this be for us as fascinating a revision of our present vision as was our primal insight when we learned to play, to walk, to talk, to use tools, to make fire, to have faith and fun, and to create community--or even still as transforming as when we made wings to soar above the clouds and ships to carry our curious selves on extraterrestrial pilgrimage. we are blessed that we cannot calculate all the risks that we may have in becoming better clowns than ever we imagine. curiosity sets the stages and imagination places the props for novel endeavors. i believe that, for too long we have too successfully acted on foolish stages--following only his stories’ tragic actors, screaming silently on-board and overboard as doubly dumb mimes. old saws are not always sharp enough for our needs, experience is not always the best teacher, great adventure demands unprecedented didactic skills. how do we see this in the un. in my owned case i have learned some of this in constant consideration, consciously, unconsciously, and u-n consciously. let me tell a trifle of my story and you can help me decide if it is just my story or dyslexic mystery. toward the end of my official years of international civil service i was curiously dubbed by a troika of colleagues to be the un philosopher! (in l984, i had been dubiously knighted as s-i-r david, in recognition of my superlative spy in residence service to both unesco and unicef and just after becoming the philosopher i was named un santa. then something changed with retirement. was it u-n intentional or unintentional or intentional that i was set adrift to imagine and to create newness for we the peoples of the united nations? the un practices mandatory age sixty banishment for senior professionals and other servants below the director class.) just as my amusement from my investiture has not yet subsided, learning in my assignment never wanes. it is from this vintage, vantage precipice that i examine our collective being and invite you to share wistful, wishfilled vistas. though i enjoy 361 degrees of competence in my exclusive entitlement, i would much more appreciate being just one among many un philosophers. i am here to share some of the wit and wisdom i have found and that i trust you will find when discovering the hidden un! the wizards of oz and other magic worlds have given us few clues for discovery, the search is not all easy, nor always pleasant, yet we need not and will not despair! other seers and overseers have taught us a pre-primary lesson: most of the things we dread in life never happen. further, i believe--if we are to have a safer brand of security than that we currently have and cannot confess to enjoy--we need and we will learn greater cooperation, greater than any we have had in the modest successes of the un.

some among us would like to do terraforming on !mars! while others consider such activity ecologically irresponsible. what are we to do? instead of questioning and complaining that our task is a capricious political punishment or a bizarre planetary prank inflicted upon us by either prides of devilish terrestrials or choruses of angelic extraterrestrials, we agree among ourselves, with unprecedented, unambiguous, unanimous, unstinting insight, that we (subjectively as well as objectively, you, i/me, she/her, he/him and us and they/them) have individually and collectively been given and have accepted the greatest opportunity of all time, till our time at least, to create the new world ordering. we should discover answers to many dilemmas and we should be disappointed if we fail to create responses to innumerable, future cosmic challenges. i believe that one of the greatest tragedies in our way of acting and reacting is to suffer with a paralyzed imagination. some of the most tragic words i hear all too frequently are: i can’t imagine that! i prefer respondents and correspondents who have discovered or created the response-ability, i will try to imagine that. i have a tentative creed, that until our own time one of our most monumental misfortunes has been--through all the stretches and shrinkings of our experiences--we never discovered nor created any cultural, educational, political, social, religious, economic or other orderings sufficient to hold us far enough apart, for sufficient time. to prevent us from repeatedly making warfare, nor to hold us close enough together to assemble the puzzling pieces of peacefare. so, at the end of world war ii, we the peoples created a new, quite artificial construct and declared that we would cooperate in untried and u-n trying ways to rid the world of the scourges of war, that we would enhance human rights, and that we would explore human(e) development. we have only one explicit credit line in the un charter, the initial line, but that constitutional foible should be enough staging for us upon which to perform, to act out response-ability in u-n-ism. unapologizing, recently, we began to question the entitlements of his stories and we have established inquiries about her stories. we still seek seers and overseers for our stories, as we continue to confuse the legacies and legitimacy of authors over authority. we would create a lexicon of unwords becoming u-n words! we would learn abc’s from the unaware to the u-n aware, from unbelievable to u-n believable, uncaring, u-n caring, u-n fair, u-n just, untimed, timed and u-n timed, to u-n tested, unused and u-n used, from unzoned and uncontrolled and undefined through the u-n zoned, u-n concerned and u-n inspired. surprisingly, we would become u-n acquainted in ways we never would or could appreciate when we were unacquainted. our abysmal doubts were quite unfathomable until we bailed them out and found that they are u-n fathomable!

where have all the years gone, half a hundred and one of them? they are gone, we can look backwards without suffering the bad lot of lot’s wife and biblical fears, but we must focus on where we want to go and what we would accomplish. now, we all are going to be the un! to achieve this i believe we need to review what we know, what we don’t know, what we probably need to know and what maybe we don't need to know but which we must keep in mind or cybermind. where should we look? what values, structures, programs and proposals could we search for or create so that we would know that we the people(s) are really not so divisible, that we are not too fragmented? we let anthropologists, literati, politicians and pollsters describe the personae and cast us in cultural wars, instead of having them report to us the benefits of pluralism, from which we may create our parts. i am glad that i am a reformed anthropologist. i see this quo vadis of people and peoples “is” a different concept of anthropology than that we usually find in our academic halls and haunts. here i call upon the spirit of that jesuit prince of anthropology, pierre teilhard de chardin, for help. i do not know whether monsieur pierre wrote anything about the un in his conceptualization of noosphere or beyond, but for the moment that matters not. i subscribe to his identification of our being--our task, timetable and taxonomy. we seek to be human(e). (with modest audacity, i enhance his spelling to humane.) m. pierre shows us we are gifted with ages and eons for the task, and in the phylogenetic schema we may happily be in the ranks of angels, without wings. i was only in my fourteenth autumn when the victorious actors of world war ii assembled in that pacific city of saint francis close by the golden gate and declared on october 24, l945 the beginning of our new world ordering. our new magna carta was widely acclaimed and proclaimed, and ordinary and extra-ordinary people dared to read it and assert that they understood the message(s). soon, however, the freezing fears of the coldest of cold war paralyzed our aspirations. i guess that everyone in this room can guess about as well as i the often cacaphonic and seldom balanced scores--of reasons, unreasons, and u-n reasons--why the un has failed to serve the ideals so eloquently inscribed in the charter. just consider for a moment or a millennium the syntax paradigms clashing between unesco’s poetic preamble, since wars begin in the minds of men, it is in the minds of men that we must build the defenses of peace, and my prosaic, proletarian preachment, since wars begin in the lives of children, it is in the spirits of children that we must seed the dreams of peace.
in l948, a few of our most inspired colleagues created a new expression of being humane and we agreed to (and with) the universal declaration of human rights, or we ignored it so that we could imprison and martyr freedom fighters and opponents of apartheid, or worse, tragically we successfully reenacted our greatest tragedy, apathy. i believe the rights declaration to be the most magnificent civic document of the 20th century and of most centuries. in my adopted town of greenwich where we have almost 1/100,000th of the earth’s human population, i stretch imagination and still i cannot propagandize the declaration through the schools. i pride myself on some of my gardening, but i have failed to plant this succinct text in the regular plot and plotting of the curriculum. in a previous incarnation i was a renowned pioneer in global population education. yet, here in a sophisticated, superlative, seemingly solipsistic (purely self seeking or self existent) suburb, i am not yet a total failure! i am my own accountant and my accounts are pluses, for, i have not been drafted, nominated nor elected to be the champion of lost causes! i consistently, conscientiously concentrate on clownish composure: i am not a champion of lost causes, i am a champion of causes that have not yet been won (one).

a quixotic quartet of imagineers--three fifth-grade teachers and i--sensitively, sensibly and a little subversively, have introduced the text of elementary human rights in “primary,” as a calculated counterploy to the rancid racism so clumsily acted out in the greenwich high school in l995. we have awakened 60 kids to the record of their rights. in global terms, we have communicated with only 1/100,000,000th of us. one has to start some time, with somebody, somewhere and we wish that every ten of us can communicate to ten, until with 1010th we speak to l0 billion... how many of us will have to listen to the message, more than once... how many times will any of us really, really hear it?

a special earth-identifying and shocking event occurred in the un in the 1980s. in 1984, when many students of literature and a few of political science were deeply concerned about how much or how little we would adopt the mores of orwell’s classic, 1984, the general assembly commissioned a conspicuous committee of stalwart internationalists to explicate our environmental dilemmas which they did in a super report aptly named, our common future (l987). under the imaginative direction of prime minister gro brundtland of norway, we examine creative confrontation in a trilogy of basic issues: environment, population and, most starkly, poverty. it is easy to be critical of the short-comings of our l987 report, but for all the less and all the more, we have extensive reasons to be thankful, and this report serves as the benchmark to unced, the united nations conference on environment and development and to the knowledgeable and affective “lighthouse” text, agenda 21 (1992), now so basic in study and structure of un work on sustainable development. in l993 our world body dedicated some of its efforts to the un conference on human rights held captive in vienna. you may remember there was little discussion in our media but such as there was, it was more focused on whether rights could be universal than on how we might engender gender equity, when and how to adjudicate economic justice, and where, when, and how to define, defend and democratize dignity. incidentally and coincidentally, the year was designated international year for indigenous people, purporting to increase our understanding of ethnic heritages, just as we were again and again exposed to the tragic treatments, mistreatments and tortures of “ethnic cleansing.” in many respects, and in lack of respect, it was not a good year. in l994 we were tested, troubled and treated again with decennial deliberations on population and this was under the mantle of international year for the family. family values can be as neglected and variable in international gatherings as in our domestic ones. we labeled l995 as the year for tolerance and we tried again to define and promote the status of women--a topic of highest priority with me since 1983 when my wife challenged me with the query, “what are you going to do to guarantee that your one and only favorite daughter gets an education equal to that which your one and only favorite son is getting?” (i was lucky the daughter was then only ten years young, we have worked well together. contributing endlessly to each others education and now she is intending to test my understanding of law, justice, jurisprudence and torts and tortured testimonials in the un trying tribunal on genocide. )

last year, while some celebrated the un’s 50th anniversary, the secretariat gave us another chance to own the responsibility of being the un, an agenda for development, where further concern for poverty of mind, body and spirit is exposed. i have not minded for you nor reminded you of decades for women, water, cultural development, the disabled and human rights nor have i highlighted years for peace, youth, the aging, and many more issues in our efforts to co-create global culture. what challenges me and disappoints me most, is our quixotic quest for peace. let me express a few facts and feelings about peace. we, from this early or late vantage point of story, 1996, can l-e-a-p, p-l-e-a and p-e-a-l in the last leap of this fast fading millennium adroitly and gauchely to and from l945, or 1269 bc when ramses ii of the egyptians and hattusilis of the hittites gave us our first known peace treaty. in 2031 oce we can celebrate the 3300th anniversary of the first known peace treaty. in l992, just five hundred years after the very dis-ordering, so-called discovery of the new world, we commissioned our sixth secretary general to assess something of our post cold war state of affairs. boutros boutros-ghali fulfilled the request, properly and proficiently, with a modest text of 48 pages. he presented us with the provocative and piecemeal work, too temptingly titled, an agenda for peace, seemingly or unseemingly more an agenda for peacekeeping than for peacemaking. i am distraught in that i find in it more of an apology for the militarization of the un than an agenda for pacific planning and performance. i turn regularly to unesco’s tome, peace on earth. my anthropology taught me that in many “societies” the deceased are wished away with rites and rights to rest in peace, but anthropologists and other students of human behavior seldom report societal messages of rites and rights to work in peace and to live in peace. it seems to me that we are condemned to live in bellicose ways until we find enough faith to live in peace. due to the time constraints we have set upon ourselves today--not to mention my failure to be encyclopedic--i will leave only clues for you to remove the metaphorical cataracts clouding your search for the hidden un! you have a treasure hunt--there is a treasure to be found and enjoyed--the treasury is full of chants and charts, chances and challenges, though its funds are devastatingly depleted, drained so low that we fail to see the high tide marks of our unmitigated miserliness. the clues i suggest are, read the charter of the united nations (1945), the universal declaration of human rights (1948), our common future (1987), agenda 21 (1992), an agenda for peace(l992, revised l995), and an agenda for development (l995). for the compulsive and the clowns, i could easily refer you to a list of 14,,000 un publications, but you might rather hide from this corpus of concern and comment, than find the un. uncounted clues to understanding the works and worries of the un are inscribed in these texts. few schools, colleges, universities and institutes give more than one or two courses in what we call international organization(s). we do not even know where to look for courses on globalism . further, i have yet to find a college that offers any courses entitled p.c., where p.c. is planetary consciousness, planetary concern, planetary curricula, peace council, peace counsel, and personal commitment.

in childhood we play hide and seek with great glee, seldom wishing to get caught and to be “it.” sadly, in adulthood, i believe we distort play. though still engaged in “hide and seek” in our educational, political, social, economic, religious, public, private, cultural life, we do not want to be caught because somehow or other we expect others to take care of things for us. we are indeed “afraid” to be “it” or part of “it” to effect the global understanding we may pray for and/or we may in limited, local ways work for. i contend that here, a scant l00 kilometers from the un headquarters we hide ourselves from the un, rather than having the un hidden from us. unadmitting, our media do a miserable job of substantive analysis of un news, both reported and unreported. we have--as close to our fingertips as we wish to make them--the virtually innumerable rubrics of un inquiry . i am a student of global culture and i look for global culture everywhere, but it is in the un that i find my best perceptions. the system is an especially fine framework, a spiritual, psychic and corporeal skeleton of global culture. in innumerable ways the unified actions of the un address culture, communication, education, health, disability, labor, nutrition, agriculture, science, economics, politics, trusteeship, drugs (of pharmacy and of abuse), atomic and other energies, disarmament, inner space and outer space, intellectual property, world heritage, air, water, land and land mines—law, justice and technology—desertification, volcanology, tectonics, oceanography, man(?) and the biosphere, population, migration, displacement and refugeeism, racism, creed, social organization, security poverty, tolerance, ethics, philosophy, weather, transportation, conflict resolution, peace studies, gender equity and human rights, global identity and personal commitment, the ultimate p.c. i hope that you will imprint your fingerprints on several of these issues. i think we have all the rubrics of global culture we need, including those i have left unlisted, to commence our new response-ability. Children, (and adults,) the poor, sick, hungry, homeless, unlettered and unwanted, will ask us innocent questions for which we have no innocent answers.

we the people(s) own the responsibility of being the united nations

The Universal Declaration Of Human Rights Universal Declaration of Human Rights This gives any reader the opportunity to examine what I consider one of the most signficant documents of all time, in some 300 languages..


Learning to Be, My computer will not open the full text of my favorite UN publication, yours might. I offer several selections in and around this opus...
Unesco Jacques Delors website Education for the…
Learning to be, This explores four learnings...
unesco "learning to be " This shows about 2210 items.


Our Common Future,

An Agenda For Peace,

An Agenda for Peace (3490 Googles present themselves...) SUPPLEMENT TO AN AGENDA FOR PEACE (Boutos-Ghali's 50th Anniversary of the UN statement to expand on the 3 year young old Agenda.)


The United Nations Charter,

CHARTER OF THE UNITED NATIONS
Google Search: "the united nations charter " (34,500 items)


Now, I am studying and propagandizing The Millennium Report.
Millennium Report of the Secretary-General, 2000

If we need "fuller" vision of the United Nations we may enter cautiously, asserting that it is not "your" world... IT is OUR WORLD..
Click Here: Welcome to the UN. It's your world.

A wider Google selection gives us about 2,420,000 googlets... Click Here: Google Search: "united nations"
And I haven't even mentioned non-governmental organizations and The Civil Society....

TEN COMMANDS

I.

Make war exorbitantly expensive so common people and even uncommon people will believe they are getting something important. The great turn-of-the-century economist Thorstein Veblen--who so adroitly documented and labeled this value of "conspicuous consumption"--has left to us the application, not only to further capitalize it but also to "make a killing" with capital gains.
II.

Create suspicion around all skeptics and always have increasingly expensive military hardware proposals so peace initiatives are seldom given serious consideration. Advance ludicrous peace proposals on occasion to show absurdity of counter plans to ''military intelligence." Use oxymorons to military profit.
III.

Always use slogan language closely related to the science, facts and fantasies of the popular culture. The great film actor and two term President, Ronald Reagan, used us and Star Wars with uncanny skill, borrowing his scripts and scenes from Star Trek. Our proto-economists and Pentagon potentates skillfully went "off budget" with many military expenditures and relied exclusively on military lexicons for terms like preparedness, security, "peace is our profession," strategic defense systems, smart bombs and patriotism. Desert Storm was a logical consequence of desert invasions. Make the reports show provoked response and self defense. Mirage derives from mirages. Spuds scrub, reversing the scrubbing of spuds, our old familiar term for potatoes, in the Kitchen...
Use colorful language.

IV.

Engage in brinkmanship in staff and material allocations which cast doubt on the patriotism of any and ALL skeptics. However, create rumors and speculations that the brinkmanship is a modest response to gargantuan threats from "evil empires."
V.

Show dramatically the unemployment threats to civilians when military cutbacks are proposed for deficit reduction. Deny ignorance and incompetence in transition from defense spending to civilian development.

VI.

Isolate and intimidate any doubters of valiant militarism.

VII.

Propose multilateral support from allied tribes. Appear generous with special materials. Never appear to be causing hardship to enemy civilian populations.
VIII.

Finance propaganda on disloyalty and subversion from within and blatantly show treason and terrorism by depressed, unassimilated ethnics of the same or related background of the alleged enemy.
IX.

Create. manipulate and distribute military media, toys, medals, photographs, and ribbons which support the credibility of war solutions in other eras, using not only our own history but that of current allies (being careful never to indicate that have been arch enemies in other wars).

X.

Appear honorable even when behaving in the most dishonorable ways of war. Pretend that the worst losses we have suffered are due to some scrimping of loyalty or some error of judgment of an unpopular military commander, leading astray his troops. Sacrifice occasional commanders when circumstances are propitious. Make martyrs of lost-troops such as the servicemen "lost" at Pearl Harbor and "gallantly" sacrificed on Iwo Jima. Closet the most traumatic reports of suffering as military secrets except when reports can show perfidy. xi

Be stingy with the honor of martyrdom. Create a generous supply of live heroes with very few disabilities. Avoid letting any disabilities verify the horrors of war. Be very, very careful to judge the appropriate number of heroes and make them all politically, socially, economically, racially, linguistically correct... Under-represent minority groups among the heroes, because disgruntled minority heroes can make excessive post hoc demands unbecoming to war causes.

xii

Dramatize the comradeship, victory processions, and music of war. Disavow that "since wars begin in the minds of children..."

xiii

Create splendid shrines of some utility. Spare no expense on exquisite cemeteries, but limit occupancy so as not to show the high mortality of militarism. (We did not miscount. The military gives many more orders than it counts. Overkill?)
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No One drew the line at Ten...
Unruly

i am now a self-appointed writer for the nytimes.....
A peace for the New York Times........ by david inkey, special writer for the NYT...
(the font used is Comic Sans MS)

Rules for the unruly.......

I wonder as I wander thru Time and Space, Meaning, Morals and Mendacity, while we have rules of war and have no rules for peace... Might we try as hard to obey rules for peace as we ever successfully break the rules for war, without any evidence of effort...

Please cover and uncover all the events leading up to, including and following the Swiss proposal of “a Meeting to Re-examine the Geneva Conventions,” reported upon on page 15 of The New York Times International, Sunday October 6, 2002.

Hopefully, this will include a review of the failure of the first known peace treaty in our human experiment, that of Ramses II of the Egyptians and Hattusilis of the Hittites, dated correctly or not as 1269 BC. We have only 29 years to prepare for the celebration of the 3300th Anniversary of the Ramses Hattusilis Treaty, September 21, 2031 AD. The same day the United Nations observes a planetary Day of Peace, perchance we can achieve a Year of Peace and go off warfare to peacefare... Our Peace Fair...

peace, david inkey

To score, two score…

Click Here: http://216.239.51.100/search This is a long text that doesn't fit into email... my contribution is.....

DAVID INKEY, UNESCO adviser to UNICEF, retired: When I retired six years ago I set myself a project of 40 years. I laud you on your 30-year project. When I am not busy being a peacenik I try to be an anthropologist. I wish to offer you an icon for peace. Extend your time frame a bit. On the second floor of the United Nations opposite the entrance to the Security Council there is a magnificent icon of peace. It is dated 1269 BC and it is the first known peace treaty in the human experience. If you do some simple arithmetic, take 1269 and 2031 AD, add them together and you can have the 3300th anniversary of peace. Thank you.

SANTAS' TREASON? WHY JOHNNY IS A NON-BELIEVER!

Click Here: The Ashcroft Smear (washingtonpost.com)

if i get in trouble with ashcroft, perchance you will help me...

oh, how greatly i wanted a sled for my 9th birthday, that last birthday before my father became an Army Chaplain and the peacefilled world of sunnyside was buried in time. we moved from the little community and never again would we live where i might use my sled. in 1942 my playmate benny was incarcerated for being "yellow."

today, even-ing thoughts and prayers for my immanent anniversary of 70 solar revolutions, i wonder, i wonder as i have wandered thru years, decades, and scores, how innocently i have abhorred war and become a sainted peacelet. today i had a letter from a filosopher friend, email is a miracle of modernity. it moves us from ages of struggle for simple survival to a new epoch, struggle for complex survival... Yet, ever, still, since, now as the childness in me wonders and wanders thru memories long past, present presence, and future fullness, ever to awe and audacity... in the higher echelons of the government of the usa, the very faith of decency and difference are being challenged, being smeared with fears of full and unmitigated "treason." a mystical 13 years ago, i was confounded, quickly compromised, conscripted, registered and to be committed to endless, profoundly subversive, devious, secret, covert work. i was identified as that most incredible thief of children's affections, i was called santa... i was burdened with unaccustomed labors and asked to breach the locked security of the homes and treasured institutions of friends, neighbors, relatives and strangers... i was to labor under the ruse of knowing everyone's name and to feign knowledge when i was ignorant, i was to bear false witness--covering up for naughtiness and badness, and i was to keep secret records. i was allowed to collect any kind of information i wanted, on anyone, and expected to keep total biofiles... not even my most trusted colleagues were to be taken into my confidence...

j. edgar hoover was a paragon of power in his daze, yet in the daze, weaks, months, years, decades and decadence, scores and scoring of my global travel and work, i was unchecked in power, prestige, and most criminally of all, in the popular culture, i was assigned the task of convincing billions of human being that i was a chubby old man who worked rarely and did not care for people beyond the age of my having them duped. all in all, that was bad enuf, but worse, parents like the likes of Johnny would deprecate my goodness, counter treason, i believe, by threatening kidlets with the idea that i was a disciplinarian.... "better watch out, better not cry, for i am telling you why...." heresy confronts my reason! so......... even if i light but one candle, fill but one hope or keep faith with only one dying child..... i am treasonous... for hundreds and hundreds of years, almost two thousand years, people have known that my magic is not cruel... so, if my dissent from the common current of "fighting terrorism," is treason, please bring me to trial...by a jury of my peers... secretly, like keeping a santas' list, i doubt that johnny can find a jury of peers... i appear like a bearded old man with a bag full of gifts spreading joy and peace. johnny and his peers may sum day learn that, to the question, "Santa, are you real?" i always reply without any fear of false witness, "johnny, virginia, YES, i am real..." guilty as charged, overcharged....

peace, santa

and also, if you can help me get a gift i have longed for for millennia....

a gift for santa?

i want to live in a world where the past tense, the present tense,
and the future tense--all avoid pre-tense.
i want to live in a world where the future protects the past...
and, where, without question or doubt, the past protects the future...
this may be the greatest present we may ask for.

i want all of the best dreams of all ages to be the “ourstory” of the future.
i want all the horrors of all our pasts to be forgiven,
miscellaneous errors of ignorance...................
miserably multiplied by unmitigated arrogance.
i want to live in a world where no child will ever ask,
why did you save my life?

i do not want to live in a world where children ask us,
the well-fed, the educated, the healthy, the rich, the powerful,
“innocent questions” for which i have no innocent answers.

MABEL'S MESSAGE: PLAYING BY THE RULES

Mabel Ingalls, bacteriology professor and "last surviving grandchild of J. Pierpont Morgan," was indeed a marvelously impressive woman. I met Dr. Ingalls at the 1964 Western Hemisphere Regional Meetings of the International Planned Parenthood Federation in Puerto Rico, where I was introduced to the then young world of international family planning. I was a young Visiting Professor of Social Anthropology from the Faculty of Medicine of The University of El Salvador and a founding member of the Salvadoran Demographic Association. Dr. Ingalls was a sourcebook of international health and we regaled each other with challenging stories.

The day after we met a population colleague said to me: "You know who she is, don't you?" I said innocently and honestly enough, She is an adjunct professor at Columbia." My informant said, in terribly knowledgeable terms, "She is J. P. Morgan's grand-daughter and when she was a little gir1 one day her nanny took her to play in Central Park. There Mabel learned the greatest lesson of her life. She was playing on the grass in front of a 'don't play on the grass’ sign when a policeman said to the nanny, get that child off the grass. The nanny asked the cop, don’t you know who that little girl is? She is J. P. Morgan's grand-daughter and she can play on the grass if she wants to. The policeman disappeared, and the nanny called Mabe1 off the grass. You may be J. P. Morgan’s grand-daughter, but you must learn to play by the rules.

When I returned to the States in the autumn of 1964 to work in Boston on international family planning, I talked to and wrote Mabel a couple of times on work issues. When I moved on to population education in 1969 our paths separated and I thought she had died sometime in the 1970s. Today, on this cold last day of the year, December 31, 1993, the NYT brings me notice of her death and informs me that for some 25 years Mabel and I missed the opportunity of sharing each other's deep concern for all people's health and we lost the joy of telling stories to each other. Mabel Ingalls was a great person and a great international health worker in an era when it was very difficult for women to be great, successful professionals. Friendship is a fragile essence which must be stewarded as carefully as one helps a child learn the rules that protect our ecos, our home and environment.

Birendra’s Antarctic Angst and Awe…

Peace in Antarctica is older than the ice, but humans and some humanes decided in 1959 that we should keep Peace at least somewhere on the planet, so with an international agreement they treatyized the Seventh Continent. As a king come lately, in 1975, my friend and former student Shah Dev declared his kingdom in the clouds, Nepal, to be a Zone of Peace.... Are we to suppose that I was prescient by being such a peacenik all my life....., burning my draft card in 1953 during the Korean Police Action which came to be known as the Korean War … And while Nepal was "recognized" by 116 nations as a Zone of Peace, only Antarctica has remained peacefilled.

Recently,

The night before last, I finally awoke to the idea that YES, I do believe in GHOSTS... For almost 70 years I have teased myself about ghosts… and I had this magnificent dream about Shah Dev addressing The Empty Chamber of the General Assembly, about his campaign to get Nepal recognized as a Zone of Peace... In his lifetime he managed to get 116 nations to support Nepal as a ZOP and I always wanted him to take the idea to the UN... He declined, saying he wasn't ready to do so.... So, in my dream work, he does what I wanted him to do during his life sentence on Planet Earth...
After he came out of the General Assembly with an entourage of two or three he was in a little room and I heard that he was at the UN... so I prevailed upon the guards to let me in the room and I requested the other Nepalese to leave so that Shah Dev and I could chat... they did so and I congratulated Shah Dev on his endeavor, explaining that it mattered not at all that the great hall of the UN was EMPTY.... I assured my friend that the message would endure... And, I awakened, finally believing in ghosts.... Halloween this year will take on new significance... I laughed silently to myself and thought that I should write a little essay, fun and frivolous should not be confused, A FUNNY FINALE!
THE PEACE PRIZE, WHY JIMMY GOT IT AND I DIDN'T!

dear editor, unoville, connecticut ... X-XIII-MMII

Johnson and McNeil have, each in their own ways, nyt oct 13, 2002, done a very interesting journalistic job of telling noble and less noble stories.. I always wanted the Nobel Peace Prize until the day my next door Beacon Street neighbor, Henry K was announced as a shareholder thereof. Sharecropping is questionable in many fields and I particulary abhor the field methods when land minds replace mindful food production. Further, I am deathly allergic to the spraying of aerial bombs...

I knew my friend John Rock wasn't going to get the Nobel Peace Prize, because no noble Nobel Norweigans were going to embarrass the Vatican on such general, generous, gender grounds as maternal health and family planning. Phillip Hauser, a magnificent demographic debater, would not get the Peace Prize because he hadn't yet proclaimed a distinction between the people COUNT and the PEOPLE count... He did buy my breakfast at the 1965 PC, Population Conference in Belgrade... The Balkans were so beautiful then and I helped Yugoslav doctors doctor their clients... Yes, I would have liked to be named a Peace Prize recipient. I didn't think that an anthropologist, especially not a reformed Harvardian anthropologist, replacing the study of death rituals with the study and implementation of life rituals would ever a Nobel Prize. So, I just got on with my work, my revolutionary work in population education, my "inventing" the terms POPULATION EDUCATION and POPULATION AWARENESS, stemming through conscience and contraceptives what Ehrlich was in terrorist terminology planting as THE POPULATION BOMB. I proclaimed Clarence Gamble's soapbox rhetoric, EVERY CHILD A WANTED CHILD... Then, then, a less than totally pious PIUS, a pope yet, delivered his letter, ON HUMAN LIFE... I think he was dyslexic... My cyclical schema is ON HUMANE LIFE...

If we are going to continue to politicize our celebrities and celebrate our politicians, we could do much worse than name President Jimmy Carter as the 2002 recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize. A noble prize to a noble humane being... peace, with noblesse oblige, david inkey

TUMBLING, THE PRICE OF PEACE...

One upon a time? for just a moment
between remembering the past and premembering the future,
I stumbled on my imagination and fell into a series of black holes
where there was so little light and consciousness...
that I will never know the dimensions of that moment
or how long or short the time warp was...

Beyond the black holes I tumbled...
through non-serialed or unserialed
primary red, and yellow,
and blue wholes and holes,
until I emerged back into myself,
forgetting the thousands of shades I had seen
and felt
in rainbows without rains beyond the beyond...

Recast into myself, I remember
--between past and future--
all arrayed on one flat area a picture of pictures
--all portraying wars...
On another flat surface there was a mystical non-picture,
a 1001 piece of peaces,

collage of outlines of every shape of peace we know,
or can imagine,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
but all detail within the outlines was missing
and the textures of peace have to be poeticized
for they were un-painted, un-drawn,
un-photographed, un-sculpted, un-cast, un-done.

All the whiteness around suggested splendid, monochrome sunsets.
And all the redness became the readiness of infra-red rainbows,
or reign bows or borings.

The irises of Van Gogh melted into my irises
and the price of peace became incalculable
because each peace or was it each "piece" dyslexically lost was priceless.

No counting could tell us if price-less meant exaggerated worth-less-ness
or exaggerated worth-full-ness...
And thus we concluded that
"war is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace."

A Man named Thomas Mann told us this truth,
we would measure as tumbling, trying treatises
between our determination to make either peacefare or Peace Fair,
or both...

Lest we return from yes-ter-day's tomorrow and tomorrow's yes-ter-day,
to to-day...

In tumbling through the wholes and the holes,
we try to find holiness and wholeness...

Would the price differ if I were white,
or black, or red, brown, yellow?
Would the price differ,
if my religious symbols differed from those you wear,
and those you reject.

I merge into oblivion wanting no more no and knowing...
I will image and imagine and "the sun will be another morning star..."


dusted..

virtual peace…

I have not labored in making any new stars nor have I tried to create planets. I have contented myself with the task of filling a great cauldron with our myriad cultures and melting them, thus to unify them in a planetary mold , casting a new myth which we shall all know as Planetary Culture. I believe that Planetary Culture is the common numerator of multiple denominators such as ecology, equity, education, peace, prosperity and poverty, participation, integrity, imagination, identity, international and interspecies cooperation, culture, conflict, and creativity. The initials and ingredients of the denominators constitute Epic Ethics.

We the People(s) of The United Nations should be tired that our diplomats have for fifty years used our good name and nomination in The Charter of The United Nations virtually as a cliche rather than as a creative construct and we should now, after last autumn’s Golden Anniversary of the United Nations, own the response-ability of being the UN. We might want to believe that in l945 the questionable victors of the Second World War promised a new world ordering to rid the our planet of the scourge of war, but immediately the great powers began the great cold war that froze the disinherited into further deprivation... Our “Security Council” structures “security” as a continuation of military models instead of creating a peaceful pattern of “security” through trust... Our Trusteeship Council was defined only to eliminate colonialization, instead of conceiving of and creating “trusteeship” in the sense of common stewardship.

The Quietest Clown

i would be the quietest clown in the cosmos,
 if i could find a simple place
 betwixt curious complexity and the unlimited expanse
 of the nation of imagi…

 eons ago,
 a speculative supposed saint approximated or plagiarized
 my ever anticipated autobiography,
 ages before I found that unauthorized artist-author’s delightful drawings and delirious drafts… 

saint-exupery’s little prince was as golden crowned as i, 
he only differed by blueness in the irises of sight… 
 he had a serpentine ease for his escape
 from a short planetary sentence, 
 i am sentenced to life and sentenced to death here,
                                                      earthen,
 never knowing the indeterminate duration.

clowns do not work only in circuses… 
 most of us wander thru the universe
 without any sense of circling the crowds we encounter… 
occasionally, some are caught in universities…
maybe clowns “play” only in circuses
 and work in the “rest” of our lives… 
cosmic comics…

i would play with pandas,
 rest with raccoons,
 and…………… work with walruses, 
it has been said, well recorded…
 an actor must play the parts created by others, 
a clown must create his/her own role
 i am a lonely, quietest clown…

All the apes asked me to ape them….
All boobies wanted me to know they have no booby traps.
The condor caught my candor…
The donkey wondered why i thought he was a burrocrat.

The elephant helped me pack my trunk…
The frog wanted me to be a royal…
He wanted me to introduce him to a princess…
A giraffe gently grounded my grief…
The heffalump hid so carefully I never found him or her.

The iguana ignored my ignorance…
The jackal joined my joy and played both judge and jury.
The kangaroo pocketed my pretense.
The loon lifted my spirits…
A lion lost his pride…

The monkey taught me his business….
The newt nicely noticed my new necktie.
The wise old owl easily outwitted me.
The penguins taught me to play water polo.

The quail confessed confusion between tales and retails…
The raccoons raced ridiculously round my riddles…
One of the skunks thought he smelled a humane being…
The skua suggested, "SHARING..."

A monk was locked in his cell until released by a monkey…
The turkeys thought they had all the keys…

The unicorn blesses all, seen and unseen…
From on high, vultures view our vain, inhumane vulgarity…
The walrus wonders with wit and wisdom.

A lonely xiphosuran wanted to play horseshoes…

One yak yearned with all my yearnings…
Then, all the yaks yelled, YES!!!!!!!!!!

There were no strikes against the zebras.
Except for the candy stripers…
Zebras had all the stripes running, walking and standing, still…




The Quietest Clown’s Epilogue

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PENDING PEACE, OR PENDING APPOINTMENT…

Dear Colleagues,

I wonder what would be necessary for me to be named UNESCO Ambassador and Program Coordinator for the Celebration of the 3300th Anniversary of the Peace Treaty of Ramses II of the Egyptians and Hattusilis of the Hittites, created in Bogazkoy in 1269 BC. We may celebrate and commemorate this treaty, also known as the Treaty of Kadesh, in 2031 AD...not troubling ourselves with any calendar corrections thru more than 10,000 generations.

My UNESCO credentials of service as a pioneer in population education and as UNESCO Advisor to Unicef for over a decade should serve in part as ample evidence of the appropriateness of my nomination. My unstinted service as United Nations Santa since being so named by Unicef in 1989 should further serve to confirm me to the responsibilities I am currently developing unofficially.

My collaboration with on peace with my friend and former student, shah dev, His Majesty Birendra Bir Bikram Shah Dev, creator of Nepal as a Zone of Peace, with subscription of 116 nations during the time from his coronation till his death, June 1, 2001, by regicide and patricide, should further confirm my commitment to peace... Shad Dev and I were going to celebrate the Kadesh Treaty, but with his death I am grieved by what will be his physical absence from the Planetary Peace Fair, 2031 AD.

Between now and 2031, I will also work unceasingly to promote the idea that Antarctica be established as the Birendra Antarctica World Heritage Park, Antarctica being the only continent upon which we humans have not wage war...

If we truly wage peace, we may find that Thomas Mann was not wrong when he observed "War is only a cowardly escape from the problems of Peace." I labor to give peace every chance I can...
peace, david inkey

Note: I would only be able to accept the position if the entire population of the Nation of Imagi would grant me permission to assume such task of Planetary Culture and personal commitment... I suspect that I would condition my acceptance of the position, contentedly contending that an initial 100 ambassadors are needed and each amb should be allowed to identify 100 more,,, l00 to the nth power would empower squads of peacemakers

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Date: Thursday, December 26, 2002 9:12:12 PM
From: Antarcticu

Click Here: http://216.239.51.100/search

Dear Colleagues,

Having been through several decades in the United Nations experience, I would like to suggest that ON PEACE.....we may extend our vision...
david inkey, unesco 75-91
unesco adv to unicef, 81-91

Subj: Turkey, the Kadesh Treaty...and 2031 OCE
Date: Saturday, December 21, 2002 10:47:28 PM
From: Antarcticu
To: Turkuno

Dear Mr. Ambassador,

I am writing you concerning an idea which I have had for many years, but for which I never envisaged any specific geographic elements. I want We the People of Planet Earth, not just the Peoples of the UN, celebrate and commemorate the first known peace treaty of our human experience, that of Ramses and Hattusilis....a replica of which we have in the United Nations... In the UN, the date listed is 1269 BC.... Doing a little unsophisticated math, making no allowances for calendar changes and possible calendaric errors, both of which are highly probable, I would conclude that the 3300th Anniversary is in 2031 OUR COMMON ERA....

Now, this is marvelous... It gives us ample time to really work on peace... It gives us time to hold a generous number of preparatory conferences and to use edev to hold virtual conferencing... Pepe Figueres at MIT is Kofi's media manager and several media measures are already underway for enhancing UN and related cyber communication... Don Pepe is the son of Costa Rica's reknowned Peace President, whom I had the pleasure of meeting in an international population conference in the Republic of Chile in 1967... And, I have met Don Pepe, Jr., also a former president of Costa Rica, at MIT, in the Media Lab... The Media Lab has a fantastic component working under the title, "News of the Future."

Unicef has designated Turkey as one of the special focus countries in its current program of prioritizing girls' education... Turkey has a good 20th Century record of giving women political rights...

Next year is the International Year of Freshwater, water issues are a serious problem in your area, and your government has just signed a 20 year water program with Israel...a vital factor for generating greater peacefulness in the region...

Some of my friends consider that it is entirely Quixotic to project a Peace Fair so far into "the future..." I started working on the idea in 1992, upon retiring from UNESCO, from being UNESCO Advisor to Unicef...1981-1991... In 1989, Unicef conferred upon me the unique honor and task of BEING the United Nations Santa, for their outreach work with children in a New York foster care program... Now, 14 times I have served beyond "belief" as a successful "impersonation" of that 4th Century Turk from Myra, Saint Nicholas.... If Hittites were trying to enhance peacemaking in the 13th Century BC and if Nick was trying to further what the UN called in the 80s, adjustment with a human face, surely the Turkish people and their government representatives should be interested in proclaiming the significance of Bogaskoy Click Here: Google Search: "bogaskoy"... We might even be able to get Bogaskoy onto the UNESCO World Heritage List...... Turkey - UNESCO World Heritage sites - Travel-I…

It would be my druthers, that 2031 not be turned into a big international confab... I would prefer that it be a media event illustrating "peacefullllllllness" developed during this important incubation period, 1993-2031. Obvious apologies are necessary for the strong military language of the Kadesh Treaty... This item says 1280 BC Click Here: Egypt: Ramses the Great, The Pharaoh Who Made P… This one says 1269 and includes text.... Kadesh Treaty

One of my favorite publications in the entire United Nations arena is the UNESCO opus, PEACE ON EARTH, which includes the Rames-Hattusilis text... I also rank LEARNING TO BE, in high regard... In 1970, in Kathmandu, I had the opportunity to discuss the formulation of LEARNING TO BE while Edgar Faure was working diligently upon that masterpiece... that was five years before I joined UNESCO...

We are now in the second year of UNESCO's Culture of Peace, and nowhere in the media have I seen, in these terrorist times, any reference to Turkey's early role in working for peace... It seems most opportune to me that Turkey could attempt to reveal early struggles, with midterm and current difficulties... Google Search: "culture of peace" On an advanced google search of Turkey and CULTURE OF PEACE, I note about 2,810 googlets..... You should have the proverbial field day.... On a google search of Turkey and INTERNATIONAL YEAR OF FRESHWATER, you, we already have about 77 connections...

On girls education and Turkey google responds about 1490 times...I haven't done any checking whether these are praiseworthy of faultfinding, and I copy only the favorable one of UNICEF collaboration here.... Click Here: U.S. Fund for UNICEF: Girls' Education: Press R… I worked in the UNICEF premises during the directorship of James Grant, and from his earlier work with Turkey, Turkey enjoyed his fond attention... Turkey responded energetically, and with great effectiveness, on the universal immunization efforts...

I could go on into other peace, ecology and development issues, but for now, I believe I have presented sufficient detail to indicate both Turkey's appropriateness for early commitment to The First Planetary Peace Fair and my own keen interest... When not referring to myself, amusedly, as the United Nations Santa and the United Nations Philosopher, another title I was given in 1989, I attempt to be something of a United Nations anthropologist... I append my resume...and I hope that you will "entertain" most favorably my interest is seeing you commit yourself to this long term peacemaking...

Sincerely yours,

Of my several 2031 items, I like to share this one most often....

DAVID INKEY”S PROGRAM OF UNITED NATIONS STUDIES: °PUNS! DEC. 1996

SANTA’S ELVES = SANTA SELVES

Once upon a time, long, long ago, and far, far away, just about as long ago as yesterday, today and tomorrow and as far away as here, at the neighbors, in the community, in this region, just about here, now and together...some naughty elves suggested that a great clan of Santa Selves should be bonded to a special Santa and he/she did this by creating and misplacing an apostrophe... Since time out of memory, Santa has been set apart from his/her companions... Now, I, acting with authority and equally unauthorized and UN AUTHORIZED, want, wish and willingly declare that we are all frequently guilty of “the misplaced apostrophe.” By dropping this apostrophe into oblivion, we will all recognize a glistening new reality and creativity, an imaginative state of being... We will all be SANTA SELVES...

Further, as we work in peace we will also find time to rest in peace, all the days and daze and nights and ‘knights’ of our being... WE THE PEOPLES (cut the s, WE THE PEOPLE) will find a way to create a new verb, PEACE. not really a new verb, only complexly neglected... We will creatively see that PEACE PEACES PEACE. We will not have to use warring terms in our Security Council, for we will define security, as that sensibility of inner peace, community peace and planetary peace. PC will not be only some strange degree or declaration of political correctness and a type of computer... PC will be dually recognized, at two magnificent extremes, as Planetary Culture and, the ultimate PC, personal commitment.

We will have both peace council and peace counsel... We will grow from local, state and national civics, to Planetary Civics... We will exercise some personal constraint and we will be free of burdensome personal constraint. I think and I am, but more important than both of those curricular activities, I imagine and I image. I count my sensibilities not as the traditional five, touch, taste, smell, sight, and hearing. I count on at least ten senses, adding, faith, hope, LOVE, humor and AWE... maybe, twelve, wit and wisdom...

Instead of having just one United Nations Philosopher, David Inkey, we will all find ways--wit and wisdom--to be UN philosophers. We will own the response-ability of being WE THE PEOPLE and we will not inappropriately delegate some of the major privileges we have as humanes... We will, I trust, acknowledge the Universal Declaration of Human(e) Rights as the greatest civic document of the 20th Century and of many centuries and we will embark upon many new millennia with the imagination and imagery to recognize LIFENESS, the relation of all beings and non-being one to another. We shall be neither utopian nor dystopian, finding that entopia is our goal and our place. We shall never be free of conflict as long as we have imagination and unmet desires, but we shall learn conflict resolution and fulfill that ancient dream that we are not going to learn war anymore...

In that short time span from 1269 BCE (Before Common Era) till 2031 OCE (Our Common Era) we have only 3300 years, to mark time from the Peace Treaty of Ramses II of the Egyptians and Hattusilis of the Hittites till The First Planetary Peace Fair, commemorating our first peace accord... Now, in l996 we have a scant 35 years to prepare for such a global celebration, where we want no homeless, no hungry, no unlettered and unnumbered, no needlessly diseased, no totally unemployed and no totally driven by heavy employment. We want to share, for I believe we will learn that indeed it is in giving that we receive...that giving and receiving are identical.

let there be Peace, and let Peace grow with and in me...

a santa.......

UNESCO AMBASSADOR AND "PC," PROGRAMME COORDINATOR FOR PEACE

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