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Show THE ZEPHYR/DECEMBER 2004-JANUARY 2005 values’ means sex and its related applications and nothing else. Poverty, child abuse, military murder, greed..none of thatisaconcern. All the issues that Jesus Christ spoke of so eloquently in his Sermon on the Mount are somehow missing in James Dobson’s world. Otherwise how can Pro-Life supporters EE How can they call abortion murder CAN YON COUNTRY sige condone death threats to Pro- Choice activists. We catch the irony but do they? and then turn a blind eye to the 100,000 Iraqi civilians that have died since March 2003? Even if they could somehow rationalize the killings of most of them, what about the pregnant women who have perished? I heard a Catholic nun say it better than most recently. She said, “These people aren’t Pro-Life; they’re Pro-Birth.” After birth, the caring and concern stops cold. On the other hand, the Opposition offered next to nothing. I still pity poor Kerry who I think is a better man than he was a candidate. He never felt free to condemn the War with the ferocity he wanted to. No candidate but Bobby Kennedy could have run asa true Anti-War candidate and hope to win. And we all know what happened to Bobby in ‘68 when he almost did. But I also believe that there is a smug arrogance that surrounds most liberals in America today. It’s a mean-spirited condescension that thwarts any possibility of dialogue with “the other side.” I have to believe that most conservatives are NOT as extreme or hypocritical as John Ashcroft and James Dobson and their ilk. But liberal Democrats don’t give those people an alternative. And if they continue to be as judgemental as the people they condemn, they can only hope to marginalize their voice even more in the years to come. These are strange and awful times. September 11 sent us in a direction we never dreamed possible just a few hours before the first plane struck the North Tower. It’s going to require newfound courage and strength and resolve to change this frightening course of events. When good people come together with a common purpose, Great Things can be accomplished. I never doubt that. It’s the ’ coming together’ part that always worries me. MY ROBERT REDFORD STORY... We need a silly segue about now. Lest you think once again that this column is about nothing but gloom and doom, let me try to lighten the tone VOLUME 16 NUMBER 5 DECEMBER 2OO4/JANUARY 2005 4...POINT BLANK: When Locals Become Strangers By Bianca Dumas NEW WEST BLUES: COVER FLASHBACKS: Nov 199] By Jim Stiles 7.... DEPUY! Volume 5 The Art of JOHN DePUY with commentary by his great friend Ed Abbey (from "My Friend Debris’) 8... LOSING SOLITUDE: BREAKOUT: By Martin Muric 12..." T'VE HEARD ABOUT YOU, SHANE...’ The Zephyr’s TOP 10 Western Movie Favorites .By Jim Stiles here by exposing one of the most humiliating moments of my life. This issue is partly about Westerns and great lines from cowboy movies. I was hard-pressed not to include “Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid,” but it seemed too predictable a choice. However, Robert Redford still maintains 16... WHEN ‘GUS’ CAME TO MOAB A Zephyr Proposition to Robert Duvall a place of glory in my list of favorite Westerns, via the classic Sydney Pollack film, “Jeremiah Johnson.” By Jim Stiles On page 13 you can read an expanded account of my obsession with that movie, but it did influence me to the point that I grew a beard and started eating more beef jerky. Just out of college, more years ago than I care to remember, I was wandering about the State of Utah with my dog Muckluk, in my barely operational Volkswagen bus, searching for Home. On this particular morning, Hanksville, Utah was home. I’d camped out on the desert that night, just a few miles from town, and now I'd sought out some civilization at a place that was then called, “Jim n’ Elle’s Cafe.” I was sitting inside, drinking coffee, when this guy walks in. He looked vaguely familiar. Although he was dressed in typical cowboy garb, there was something unusual about the man. Something regal. (I can still recall with precision, his outfit—beat up straw hat, red snap-front shirt, faded Levis, 17.. HOLLYWOOD IN MOAB...PHOTOS Could that really be Ricardo Montalbahn? 18...... AREN'T YOU ROBERT REDFORD?" More humiliation in Hanksoville... By Jim Stiles 21..... HERB RINGER "S American West Who is that Cowboy Movie Star? pointy-toed engraved cowboy boots.) He asked the waitress a question then turned and strutted out the door. It couldn't be, 1 wondered. Then I saw the waitress swooning and clutching her heart and slowly descending to the floor. I jumped up to catch her but she had already settled onto the carpet. 1 looked down at her... “Was that Robert Redford?” I asked. She nodded as she continued fanning herself with a menu. I stepped outside and there was all kinds of activity going on. Several of Redford’s associates were scurrying about. I have no idea what their purpose or function was but they all seemed to be in a state of agitation. Redford was talking on a pay phone, just 50 feet or so beyond my VW. Muckluk was asleep beneath the rear wheel, unmoved by anything but the cool morning air and the bright desert light. I decided to check my oil. Thad barely pulled out the dipstick when I heard Redford say, “OK...see you in a few days,” and I saw him hang up the phone. For the love of God he was coming my way. I was breathing heavily and my heart was pounding 22...AN INTERVIEW WITH MAXINE NEWELL..part 2 More memories of a life on the Colorado Plateau 27... YHE ZEPHYR REPERTORY 28.... SILVER BACKBONE CO. BULLETS By Scott Silver The Abuse of Raw Power: FEE DEMO BECOMES PERMANENT 29... FEEDBACK: Another extended edition... as the Great Actor approached. I hesitated... He walked by, on his way back to the diner. I knew this was it. Perhaps my only chance in a lifetime to converse with Robert Redford. Maybe he’d be impressed by my knowledge of environmental issues threatening SE Utah. Maybe he’d invite me back to Sundance for the weekend. Perhaps he might see a certain je me sais quois quality in me that made me perfect for a supporting role in his next film! This is the kind of seminal moment that can change a young man’s life! “Excuse me! I blurted. I saw him hesitate. “..but aren't you Robert Redford?” He stopped dead in his tracks, spun ever so gracefully in a 180 degree arc on his Justin boots, crouched slightly as he addressed me head-on and said, “T sure am.” There he was...Robert Redford. He smiled at me slightly, but it felt menacing. As if he was calling a bluff in a gunfight Ok...buddy...you got my attention. NOW what are you going to do? It felt like hours that I stood there flat-footed and in deep fear but it was probably only a matter of seconds. I shifted uneasily from foot to foot, racking my brain for the one line that might turn this improbable moment into my Hour of Destiny. I cleared my throat, a my hands on my hips and said with great authority and conviction: “Next to ‘The Wizard of Oz,’ ‘Jeremiah Johnson’ is my favorite movie.” I knew I was finished: I thought of trying to crawl through the dipstick hole on my VW but it was too late to hide. I saw Redford’s smile tighten and "Take it or Leave it’ continues on page 5... SUBSCRIBE TO THE ZEPHYR SIX ISSUES (ONE YEAR): $15... TWELVE ISSUES (TWO YEARS): $28 EIGHTEEN ISSUES (THREE YEARS): $40 NAME ADDRESS CITY STATE 6 9-DIGIT ZIP PLEASE READ THIS! The Post Office will NOT forward 3rd Class mail. 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