Steve Komito
Bio
A New Jersey transplant now living outside of Charlotte, NC. Just looking to add my 2 cents here and there when the mood and feelings strike.
Stories (6/0)
When You Learn Your Lawyer Is Not Your Advocate, But Their Own and You Just Don't Matter
As humans, our instinct would have us believe that when we are at our lowest, there would be people to help you. We have friends, family and circles of loved ones and acquaintances. Thanks to 'social media', we now read and see stories nearly every day of people coming to the aid of complete strangers in all kinds of difficult situations to help others. It's an instinctual action. We make others feel good and in return, we feel good. It's one of the traits separating us from most other animals. Acts of compassion. A simple touch. The ability to recognize right from wrong. Donating to various causes and charities. If you're fortunate enough to have a famous name, using it for the good of all. Not simply the good of you. These acts of goodness and kindness bring out the best in us. Bring out what we aspire to be. What we try and teach our children.
By Steve Komito4 years ago in Humans
The Passing Of A Drumming Giant
When news started trickling in that iconic Rush drummer Neil Peart had passed, I didn't believe it. Working at home from my office, a friend of mine had sent me a message to alert me of the news, but I had been through this before. In fact as early as the early 1980's, there were always rumors that Neil Peart had contracted any number of debilitating cancers or had died. But this was disturbing enough for me to check into. Then upon my own investigation on the internet, I started seeing announcements of his death from some other music websites that I hadn't heard of before. More suspiciously, Nick Mason's (drummer of Pink Floyd) picture had appeared where a picture of Neil was supposed to be so I had further doubts as to the validity of this announcement. I had also read that a week or so earlier Neil's first drum teacher, Don George, had passed away so I was sure that somehow, the wires had been crossed and Neil was fine enjoying his retirement, his family and his life. In fact, I even wrote back to my friend with the headline saying "False Alarm".
By Steve Komito4 years ago in Beat
We Surrender
Even if John Lennon's infamous "Lost Weekend" (which lasted nearly a year and half) was as miserable for him as it was for the fans of the NY Rangers, watching this past month's back to back drubbings was a confirmation of a team without a spine, a plan or a heart. At least Lennon had some fun. He also produced some of the best solo music of his career in that period. This lost weekend for the Rangers produced none of what Lennon's lost weekend produced.
By Steve Komito6 years ago in Unbalanced
The Time Is Now for Mark Messier to Coach the NY Rangers
Anyone who has watched the fall of the NY Rangers over the past couple of seasons always come back to the same question: "Where is the heart of this club?" Watching week's 2-1 loss to Dallas, I was struck by a memory of last year in Dallas when Henrik Lundqvist was run over by a member of the same Dallas Stars, Cody Eakin. Rather than the Rangers defending their franchise, future Hall of Fame goaltender, the response was....well, it was....Well, it wasn't. There was no response.
By Steve Komito6 years ago in Unbalanced
The NY Rangers Encapsulated....
If last week's 5-2 loss to the Nashville Predators doesn't tell you all you need to know about the NY Rangers organization (and today's NHL) from top to bottom, then maybe someone can educate me. Maybe, I'm missing the boat. Perhaps, I still think "old school" going back to when players defended and police'd each other on the ice and didn't wait for incompetent and ill-suited referees to do their jobs for them. Or a bloated NHL "rooms" bureaucracy or an endless line of suits who have done little but confuse everyone both on the ice and off and restrict the players from actually doing their job - part of which is to protect each other. A lot of this is a result of Gary Bettman catering to the whims and the desires of corporate America rather than respecting what the game of hockey had always been about. And sometimes aside from it being a beautifully and artistically played game, it is a violent and aggressive game. Today, it resembles more the McDonald's franchise model, where everyone plays the same, looks the same and there is barely a personality to be had. There are more rules than ever before and not surprisingly, these rules are as inconsistent in practice as they are in theory.
By Steve Komito6 years ago in Unbalanced
The Sad, Pathetic Existence of the NY Rangers and the Cause of It
In the year 2000, Glen Sather arrived from Edmonton with fanfare set aside only for such comparable events as royal weddings, the Kennedy Center Honors or a championship parade down the Canyon of Heroes in New York City. The expectation was more than just that the NY Rangers would be on top of the NHL where they belonged. Glen 'Slats' Sather, the maker of the Edmonton dynasty, was supposed to not only propel the franchise to a much higher plateau than even Charles Dolan ever thought possible, but also bring with him a master plan that would ensure a healthy farm team and NHL team for years to come. And this decree was brought to us by the king of the Garden. Yes, Charles Dolan, the hockey whiz-kid who couldn't bother interviewing anyone else for the position despite Sather's recent years of failure in Edmonton, to bring Rangers back to respectability was aglow. He had his man.
By Steve Komito6 years ago in Unbalanced