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How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today’s World?

How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today’s World? – Ben Stein explains who the real stars are. Via what if?

Ben Stein’s idea of real stars:

A real star is the soldier of the 4th Infantry Division who poked his head into a hole on a farm near Tikrit, Iraq. He could have been met by a bomb or a hail of AK-47 bullets. Instead, he faced an abject Saddam Hussein and the gratitude of all of the decent people of the world.

A real star is the U.S. soldier who was sent to disarm a bomb next to a road north of Baghdad. He approached it, and the bomb went off and killed him.

A real star, the kind who haunts my memory night and day, is the U.S. soldier in Baghdad who saw a little girl playing with a piece of unexploded ordnance on a street near where he was guarding a station. He pushed her aside and threw himself on it just as it exploded. He left a family desolate in California and a little girl alive in Baghdad.

And,

There are plenty of other stars in the American firmament. The policemen and women who go off on patrol in South Central and have no idea if they will return alive. The orderlies and paramedics who bring in people who have been in terrible accidents and prepare them for surgery. The teachers and nurses who throw their whole spirits into caring for autistic children. The kind men and women who work in hospices and in cancer wards.

Think of each and every fireman who was running up the stairs at the World Trade Center as the towers began to collapse.

Now you have my idea of a real hero.

Joshua Tree National Park, September 2004

In September of 2004, I accompanied my wife, Rachelle, on a business trip to Las Vegas, NV. While she was in class, I entertained myself by visiting a variety of places in the region. When her class was over we took a long weekend, and visited several National Parks in California, before returning to Las Vegas for our trip home.

The first day of her class I decided to get up in the wee hours of the morning to drive the few hours to Joshua Tree National Park in Southern California. Fortunately, I had the time change working in my favor, so I was getting up at the usual time I would have if I were back home and going to work.

Joshua Tree National Park
The park’s entrance sign welcomes me.

Two distinct desert ecosystems, the Colorado and Mojave, meet within Joshua Tree’s boundaries. The Colorado is the lower and drier of the two. My first stop within the park was the Cholla Cactus Garden which is in the Colorado Desert portion of the park.

Cholla Cactus Garden
This is a view of the Cholla Cactus Garden facing south towards the Pinto Basin.

Cholla Cactus
This is a close-up view of a cholla (pronounced choy-ya) cactus. The cholla has two nicknames. The soft appearance of the cholla’s spines gives it the first, “teddy bear”. But despite the nickname and appearance, the cholla’s barbs are actually quite sharp (or so I was told – I didn’t actually find out). This leads to its second nickname, “jumping cholla”. When something brushes against the cholla, the spine’s microscopic barbs will penetrate deep into it, and the joint will break free from the rest of the plant, which allows it to “jump” to a new location.

Pencil Cholla
Here’s a closer look at another variety of cactus, named the pencil cholla for its long, pencil-shaped joints.

Next, I stopped at the White Tank Campground, which features the Arch Rock Nature Trail.

White Sandstone Landscape
The campground is named for the large, white sandstone formations which dominate the landscape.

Close-up of Sandstone Rock
From a distance the sandstone looks smooth, but a closer inspection reveals the rough surface of these rocks.

Arch Rock
Arch Rock, for which the trail I was hiking is named.

Shelter
This immense piece of sandstone could provide shade and refuge to a weary traveler.

I left the White Tank Campground, and continued on in search of Joshua trees.

Joshua Trees
Finally, my first view of Joshua trees. I was surprised by the size, quantity and density of the Joshua trees.

I had only expected them to be five or six feet tall, and to be sparsely spread about the landscape. Imagine my surprise when I discovered this one which towered over me. And they were growing close together, like an orchard of Joshua trees had been intentionally planted.

Joshua Trees
Here are several more Joshua trees which were together on the other side of the road.

Coyote in the Road, Again
Next, I decided to make my way up to Keys View. Along the way, this coyote was standing in the road.

Coyote Up Close & Personal
I was able to drive right up next to it, so I suspect, unfortunately, that this animal has been fed by other visitors driving by. Feeding wildlife endangers the animals (and humans, too). Being fed by passers-by leads animals into non-natural behaviors, such as, lessening an animal’s natural wariness around people or standing in the middle of a road, where a car could easily strike them, killing the animal and damaging the vehicle. Also, many wild animals have had to be killed because of contact with humans. So please, when you encounter wildlife, resist the temptation to feed them. A fed animal will most likely be a dead animal.

More Joshua Trees
Here are some more Joshua trees I passed on the way up to Keys View. Again, it looks like a grove of planted Joshua trees.

Keys View
Keys View rises 5185 feet above sea level and offers a spectacular view facing southwest out of the park featuring the San Andreas Fault.

San Andreas Fault
Here’s a close-up of the San Andreas Fault.

Barker Dam Reservoir
My last stop before leaving the park was a short hike out to Barker Dam. The dam was built around the turn of the 20th century to provide water for cattle. It has been left intact as a watering hole for wildlife.

Barker Dam Reservoir
Another view of the reservoir.

Barker Dam
Here’s a view of Barker Dam from above.

And the picture below is a photograph of the dam from the back side.

Barker Dam

By this time it was already mid-afternoon, and I had to leave in order to make it back to Las Vegas in time for dinner with Rachelle. There was a lot of the park I wasn’t able to see, so it just gives me an excuse to return in the future.