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Brian Patrick Cork is living the Authentic Life

Dr. Nick Pappas is a Love Kat

February21

just so we are clear, a “Love Kat”, is someone that gives freely of themselves, but not for free.

often, for myself, I believe a covenant, of sorts, is part of the effort.

http://lnkd.in/bGf28M6 Dr. Nick Pappas from Radford University continues to inspire me and every fortunate student he blessed with “power muffins” (I have the recipe), and endless wisdom and tolerance.

Dr. Pappas is bigger than life, his legacy enduring and his example unequaled.

A testament of true loveA testament of true love – roanoke.com

“…enduring love needs a publicist these days.”

here are some other insights of mine around Dr. Pappas:

Nick Pappas [← read that. do it now!]

swine!

a Taste of history

my family, friends, familiars, associates, cronies, co-conspirators, fellow pirates, intellectualists, philosophers, evangelists, and (the list of adjectives can go on) all understand, and clearly, with endless examples, that Dr. Pappas has had an enormous influence in my life. he helped me forge my persona as a bit of a character, but more importantly instilled within me an unerring sense of integrity based on the realization of fortuna.

what this means for me is if you (that collective we) understand how fortunate you are to be blessed in one form or another, you are required to be a LOVE KAT and use your super powers for good.

it’s what Pappas did for us all.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

authentic human progress

November5

Last week, I recalled that, during my many visits to the desert (you’ll ask: “metaphorically speaking?” I’ll respond: “does it really matter?”), I met a wise man named Buck O’Neil – a prophet, if you will – and, asked him the secret to a long, successful life.

“Good genes,” was all he said, at first.

Buck left us all behind October 6, 2006 – the day before my birthday, just like Dad. There is a rhythm and pattern to life with that. But, we’ll discuss it some other time.

His hair was white and his face was mahogany, calling pleasantly to mind a pint of Guinness. “I’m ninety-years old,” he continued, then pressed his fingertips to unlined cheeks, which shone like polished apples.

“Good black don’t crack”, he mused (I’m not sure he actually mused, but that word works, here).

With that, I was fully prepared to move on, and thanked him. In fact, I was already rising halfway from my seat, like a bluffing panelist on To Tell the Truth, when he said softly: “There is one other thing.”

So, I settled back, curious, I might add, and he said:

“I never fill my stomach. My mother was a great cook, but my father told me, ‘She’s only filling your stomach so another woman never gets to. She’s just trying to hold on to you.’ Ever since, I can eat more, but I never do.”

Look… The stories around Buck are countless. Many of them will bring a tear to your eye. Others will make you slap your thigh with joy in preparation of laughter. He was a black man, and it never mattered to him, even though it did to everyone else. But, everyone respected and loved Buck (Note: That might be a vital difference between men like Buck and Barack Obama. By the way, did you know that  Obama high-tailed it to Asia, pouting over his loss of the House Tuesday? Other than a vital need to drive home a point, here, I’m loathe to include Buck in the same story as Obama. But, the only real difference Obama will make in our lives is he must now change his plans to stay in power).

Let other, more articulate folks tell those stories. Especially those that lived them alongside Buck. I never had that privilege. But, I try to learn from men like him, every day, and any way.

Part of that is my on-going efforts to live the Authentic Life. And, that includes having a life well-lived, and worth remembering by those I’ve lived amongst.

So… What, then, is the secret to a life well-lived?

Here was another hint. “Don’t hate another human being,” said O’Neil, whose father was the son of a slave. “Hate cancer. Cancer took my mother, took my wife four years ago. Hate what happened on September 11. But don’t hate another human being. God made man.”

…oh wow.

I did, in fact, find myself thinking: But God made men who denied you, at various times, a toilet, a hotel room, an education, a living, your very humanity. And, of course, I voiced those thoughts, because that’s what I do (“oh really?[!]”, you exclaim. “Brian has opinions he foists on people?”).

“My parents always told me most people are good,” continued O’Neil. “Even when I was young, (Note: he lived his early days in Carrabelle, Florida), most people were good. The thing was, good people sometimes let the bad people have their way. But who wrapped their arms around Jackie Robinson in his time of need? Pee Wee Reese of Louisville, Kentucky, did. The commissioner of baseball in 1947 [Happy Chandler] was a man from Kentucky.”

With this, his left hand grabbed my forearm, and his right fist rapped his own breastbone as if it were a door.

“It comes from in here,” said he. “Doing the right thing. It takes somebody to change something. My grandfather was a slave. And God saw it wasn’t right, so he sent Abraham Lincoln. And Abraham Lincoln joined hands with Frederick Douglass, who joined hands with Sojourner Truth, who joined hands with Harriet Tubman – and, so on.”

Apparently, and thusly, human progress, in O’Neil’s view, is a chain of men with virtu (the Greek form, mind you) in their hearts (the word virtu always has me thinking of Dr. Nick Pappas at Radford University), linked at the wrist and leading to you.

O’Neil paused, and I could only sit quietly in wonder through what must be churning through that lovely mind, and then he added:

“This is the greatest country on Earth, but we can be better. That is going to be your job.”

He held my forearm like a bat. “In my day we changed some things. Now it’s your turn to change things. And you’ll do it. I know you will.”

I did pause. And, when I confessed that I struggled, with my generation, challenged to change our channels manually, much less to change the world, he invoked the memory of his grandfather Julius, born into slavery in South Carolina, and owned by a man with the surname, O’Neil.

“Grandpa used to tell me he loved Mr. O’Neil,” he said. “And I would ask him: ‘Grandpa, how could you love a man who kept you as his slave?’ And Grandpa said, ‘He never sold off a mother from her children, he never sold off a husband from his wife.’ And Grandpa, this is before all the doctors and all the medicine we have today, lived to be one-hundred-and-two years old.”

Was this good genes, I wondered, or something greater? I was merely seeking the secret of a life well-lived – how to progress – and, felt I was getting closer. So, I asked about that. And when the old man, once again, took my arm in his hand, I felt physically linked in that chain-of-virtu to all who had gone before me…

“Love,” he half-whispered, as if sharing a confidence. “Love, man. This is the whole thing.”

So… You gotta be a “Love Kat”. It’s been awhile since I invoked that one. It’s timely to be sure.

Peace be to my brothers and sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

A superior or unusual example of a kind

May21

Readers of this Blog understand that, from birth, I was trained to seek my wisdom and whatever fortune that might entail, through a path and study forged by logic and the classics.

This can and has included the of tilting windmills, facing that Kobayashi Maru, and honoring the face of my father by using the greatest of gifts discernment, will all my will and might.

Grandad said he could (and, he certainly did) describe me as: A superior or unusual example of a kind.

…I think that’s good.

Because I’ve lived the balance of my life trying, with all my heart and will, to earn it.

Along the way, understanding Socrates using the minds eye of Nick Pappas at Radford University with Thomas Jefferson and Ayn Rand as the lens.

Mind you… This just might help define me as an “Socalpreneur”.

A Socialpreneur is an individual who recognizes societal problems and then uses entrepreneurial skills to organize and create solutions.

Meanwhile, you might be relieved to know that I am also reading Nathaniel Philbrick’s The Last Stand. I can’t say this books is a classic. However, the story it reveals is founded in such notions, and the harbinger of inspiration. And, I’ll continue to work my way, with naught less than grim determination, and an eye for the bon mot, The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

a. Belonging to the highest rank or class.
b. Serving as the established model or standard: a classic example of colonial architecture.
c. Having lasting significance or worth; enduring.
d. Adhering or conforming to established standards and principles: a classic piece of research.
b. Of a well-known type; typical: a classic mistake.
e. Of or characteristic of the literature, art, and culture of ancient Greece and Rome; classical.
f. Formal, refined, and restrained in style.
g. Simple and harmonious; elegant: the classic cut of a suit; the classic lines of a clipper ship.
h. Having historical or literary associations: classic battlefields of the Civil War.
i. An artist, author, or work generally considered to be of the highest rank or excellence, especially one of enduring significance.
j. A work recognized as definitive in its field.
k. A literary work of ancient Greece or Rome.
l. classics The languages and literature of ancient Greece and Rome. Used with the.
m. One that is of the highest rank or class: The car was a classic of automotive design.
n. A typical or traditional example.
o. Informal A superior or unusual example of its kind: The reason he gave for being late was a classic.
7. A traditional event, especially a major sporting event that is held annually: a golf classic.
or,

1. (Literary & Literary Critical Terms) the. a body of literature regarded as great or lasting, esp that of ancient Greece or Rome

2. (Social Science / Education) the. the ancient Greek and Latin languages

3. (Social Science / Education) (functioning as singular) ancient Greek and Roman culture considered as a subject for academic study


heterodox, existentialists, torys and Skalawags, oh my

April16

Okay… So, finding myself immersed in the exploration of those perilous parallels between the heterodox and existentialist, I’ve decided to garnish those paradoxal thoughts with the views of the skalawag and tory.

These are fearsome days, indeed.

My spirit soars, not only with the test; but, the nurturing of soul, as I explore savor the life of a truly authentic man.

This is only a warning. Think nothing else of it, for the moment. But, I’ll likely spy you in that rearview mirror.

Mind you, I’m delighted to not be surprised, that the combination is fruitful and relevant. I can see Fyodor Dostoyevsky and Thomas Jefferson nodding to Ayn Rand above and toasting their content.

I THINK, certainly feel, this is a fair way to to honor the “face of my father”, and perhaps Dr. Nick Pappas as well.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian patrick Cork

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