Hello. Hello. Is There Anybody in There?
In the meantime, I have several questions, some simple and some not so.
Firstly, what happened to (I know, cliché) Gandhi’s principle of nonviolence: An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind?
Violence in
Trying to win a war against a different cultural perspective and a conflicting religious doctrine by military force so far proves not to deliver the results once promised.
Can we take some pathetic fool off the street that has poor taste in clothes and pull him into a ring for ten rounds and then buy him a new wardrobe at the mall and expect him to be our friend?
Secondly, the war in
However, a timetable is out of the question with the Commander in Chief. Wait a second--we do not have limitless time to clean our rooms. If there are not deadlines (say, company will be over at six or parents are coming in this weekend), will our bedrooms and apartments be cleaned? Of course not.
A timetable gives us a reason to clean, a reason to work. So, should a timetable in
Because al-Maliki, as the rest, will have apprehend the seriousness of pulling that crumbling nation into one solid whole, by the reminder that the American troops are not as unlimited as their nation’s petroleum?
Finally, with our heads in Iraqi sand, can we see the rest of the world’s true dangers, e.g.
We need our troops out and rested. We need to be preferred for a fight that someone else, actually, decides to wage on us.
In the
Sons and daughters return Home every other day draped under an American flag. Why do we allow this nonsense, while some walk with a different gait, if they can walk at all, and others possess different eyes, if they can even see?
Is it fair that they all bring back home redefined and re-solidified definition of words, such as fear, hatred, security, love, peace?
Or is it fair that we do not know these meanings as they?
Less troops, more diplomacy.
This is my column of the term for the Parthenon. They changed the title to "New Congress has Strength" and moved my title to the first line. Somewhat? This piece attacks many Americans and our belief systems, while showing the hypocritical nature of us all.
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"Sporadic great men come everywhere. But for a community to get vibrating through and through with intensely active life, many geniuses coming together and in rapid succession are required. This is why great epochs are so rare, - why the sudden bloom of a Greece, an early Rome, a Renaissance, is such a mystery. Blow must follow blow so fast that no cooling can occur in the intervals. Then the mass of the nation glows incandescent, and may continue to glow by pure inertia long after the originators of its internal movement have passed away. We often hear surprise expressed that in these high tides of human affairs not only the people should be filled with stronger life, but that individual geniuses should seem so exceptionally abundant. This mystery is just about as deep as the time-honored conundrum as to why great rivers flow by great towns. It is true that great public fermentations awaken and adopt many geniuses who in more torpid times would have had no chance to work. But over and above this there must be an exceptional concourse of genius about a time, to make the fermentation begin at all. The unlikeliness of the concourse is far greater than the unlikeliness of any particular genius; hence the rarity of these periods and the exceptional aspect which they always wear."
-William James
Violence does beget violence; But, the world thrives on violence - the struggle in nature. If animals all lived in harmony vis-a-vis a Disney cartoon, none of us would be here today.
You can't be friends with everyone and still truly be their friend. Amerika exists among a class of Hyperpower, or so we believe - and a concept as arrogant as that is hard to get out of one's head. What Amerika refers to as Iraq is classified as merely proletariat . ...and we can't be seen hanging out with them, it would look bad to the russkies or England or whoever the hell is causing our inferiority complex (; could it even be the image of our former selves that fear that we can't live up to? Pedridge Farm remembers). Of course, if we spin it off as 'helping' the 'backword sandmonkeys and their crazy foreign customs' we look like good guys. You remember who else was a good guy? Chucky from Child's Play.
You know my stance on foreign affairs; I can hardly take care of myself, why should I worry about what that guy or those guys over there are doing?
I don't think this is about ideology... or finance really... I believe it's all just about having to do... Life. People get bored. Blowing stuff up is cool... eventually, the entertainment (way of life/living) outweighs the risk (the dieing). This whole commotion gives you something to read in the morning, something to debate about in the evening, something to fear after the news at 11, and something to help us shape the thoughts in our heads of how we want life to be when we go to bed. It gives us all something to do, whether we're directly related to it or not. It gives us an excuse to travel next door and visit our neighbors, see what they're up to, steal their ideas, poke fun at them, test things: weapons, governments, experiments of every spectrum - social, ideological, anything you can add the sufix 'ology' to. And ultimately, we reevaluate ourselves, for better or worse. Sometimes we think we're the same, others, we think we're right or wrong (if such things even existed).
Eventually, you reach a point where you don't really care about what's going on next door, and you go back inside and eat some pie - American Pie. You become a little selfish and realize that the only thing that really matters to any of us is... us. Each person cares for themselves first and foremost. You don't care what the government or highpower does with the portion of your money they take from you, as long as you have something from it. You don't care if the 'elected' congress listens to the people or not. you don't care if anything gets resolved one or another, as long as you can still go about your business. And eventually, you drop out of college, discard your social security, use an alias, burn off your finger prints and alter your retinal pattern before you travel out west with some guy named Duke driving a '84 lime green pinto, and convinced that the government put chips in your teeth to track your brainwaves because they believe that you could fix this whole situation in 12 minutes with a screwdriver and box of wine.
"Intellectuals solve problems; geniuses prevent them."
-Albert Einstein
...and as far as the whole neighbor thing goes, I found this:
"The man of genius is he whose ego has acquired consciousness. He is enabled by it to distinguish the fact that others are different, to perceive the "ego" of other men, even when it is not pronounced enough for them to be conscious of it themselves. But it is only he who feels that every other man is also an ego, a monad, an individual centre of the universe, with specific manner of feeling and thinking and a distinct past, he alone is in a position to avoid making use of his neighbours as means to an end."
-Otto Weininger
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