Friday, April 03, 2009

Politically Correct Activism, or Should Madonna Adopt a Kid?

Warning: This post contains at least one rant and a potentially thought provoking question.

I've spent a LOT of time on the internet lately, both researching for my thesis and finding funny things that distract me from my thesis. I stumbled upon It's pretty funny. Some of it is very true and some of it, I don't know. It seems as though their definition of 'white people' is middle class to upper middle class, generally suburban or city folk, mostly left wing. This, of course, does not cover all white people, but sweeping generalizations never do. One of the things that the site says that white people are very concerned about is the environment and eating organic foods and the like. Also, they really like political prisoners, because they respect people who stand up for their beliefs. This, along with a couple of episodes of Salute Your Shorts got me thinking.

When I was in junior high/high school, I spent four years as a rabid animal rights activist. I was a vegetarian and even a vegan for one year. As most animal rights activists/environmental people, I was close to militant. (People called me a violent pacifist, because I wanted things like world peace, but was willing to smack people upside the head to get it.) This doesn't seem like the kind of person who would have many friends, right? Wrong. People thought I was to be admired, because I was standing up for my beliefs. It confused me then, and it confuses me now. What REALLY confuses me is that those same people made fun of me when I got religion. It was the middle of my sophomore year when I decided that Catholicism was something to pay attention to. Shortly after that I stopped my animal rights craze, realizing there were more important things. Why is it that vegetarians are noble, but pro-lifers are intolerant fanatics?! Why are certain causes fashionable and others unacceptable? And what makes a cause fashionable? Who decides what a worthwhile thing to believe is?

And now for something completely different. (Well, somewhat anyway.)

In my internet searchings, I've found out that Madonna is trying to adopt a kid form Malawi. The Save the Children people are in an uproar. They say that children shouldn't be adopted by people in other countries, because often times the kids in orphanages of poor countries have parents, they are just too poor to take care of their kids. Or if not parents, extended family that would be able to take care of the kids if they weren't so poor. They propose that instead of adopting kids and taking them away from their culture, aid should be given to the families (or organizations that help the families) so the kids can stay in their own country with their family. This is something I'd never thought of. Mostly because I didn't know organizations like this existed. Now the idea of helping families take care of their own kids instead of taking the kids away is something I can definitely get behind and I'm sure the rest of you can, too. On the other hand, I'm always nervous about sending money places, because you're never quite sure how it's being used. My thoughts are, if you adopt the kid, then you don't have to worry about your money going to teach them about all kinds of crap or HPV vaccine or condoms or anything. I suppose if there was a good Catholic organization doing this. . .

I can understand why this hasn't taken off. It's not nearly as exciting to send money as to adopt a little kid. People tend to gravitate towards the warm fuzzies. I'm really intersted in this, because Colin and I have been talking about adoption lately. Not talking about it, like we're thinking about doing it, but talking about it, like theoretically what if we did someday. We got stuck on the question about adopting from another country. Neither of us were really sure how we felt about it. Now hearing this, I don't know even more.
What do you guys think?

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Them Be Fightin' Words!

Pretty much my entire life has been centered around this one thing these past couple of weeks. I'm kind of going stir crazy. I realized I'm the last 8 o'c person to go through this, except Ryan. Ryan was smart, he got out while the going was still good. Anyway, I've been haunting the blog at all hours of the morning lately while trying to figure out the thought processes (or lack thereof) of the Zionists I'm reading about. I'm coming to realize just how hard it is to argue against really stupid arguments. My thesis has 5 body chapters to coincide with the 5 main points Zionists use to claim Israel and at least 3 of those could be answered with 'no.' Ahhhhh!! Why didn't I write my thesis about someone logical?

Speaking of logic, I just found an interesting quote on the internet "The pope may be the leader of the Roman Catholic Church but that doesn't make him a moral leader." Wow. Does this mean that religion should keeps its hands out of morals? I mean, good grief, all this time I thought there was a connection between the two. I'm so glad that I've be enlightened. Oh man, I'm already in a fighting mood, becuase I've been imersed in the Middle East for the last couple of months and now people are yelling at my pope! (Well that comment was mostly just stupid, but there were some other ones that made me almost punch my computer in the screen. Unfortuantely I couldn't comment back, because it was one of those you have to subscribe to it thing.)

So I've been a little punchy lately. Colin said something the other day and I gathered up all my thesis books and built a wall dividing the bedroom in half. I had the door, the closet, Moutain Dew, the computer, all the weapons and his half of the dresser. He had beef jerkey, most of the books, and my half of the dresser. Like a good Zionist, I made sure I had all the good stuff on my side. (I couldn't really do anything about the books and having the door on my side, I could get more beef jerkey.) As you can see, I've been in a very Middle East mindset. (Note: he apologized for whatever it was that he said and I took the wall down. Also, I was never actually mad at him, in case you were worried.)

I didn't see many of you when you were writing your thesises. I know Claire went nutty, but what else is new? :D Are there any funny thesis stories out there?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


Funny Story,

I was short on gasoline the other day as I headed out to work so I stopped at the gas station and discovered that my credit card was declined. Thinking it was a fluke, I tried again, but to no avail. Needing to get to work, I though nothing of it and drove off. On the way back, I tried again, at a different station, thinking that the problem might have just been the pump, but no, by card really was declined. Concerned, I called the bank and asked what was up, and was informed that card had been compromised and was replaced. They'd send me the replacement three weeks ago, but I never realized it's been sent.

I get a lot of mail from my bank. It's mostly just paper reports telling how much I'd spent that week. They also send a number of ads and occasionally something important appears amongst the letters. Of course, seeing how most of the mail I get from my bank is useless to me, I tend to ignore it and put it in my "will get to it later" basket. It got so convenient throwing my mail into an easy basket, that I soon got used to throwing all my mail into the basket, save for the odd handwritten note. Needless to say important things can be missed this way.

So I picked up a giant pile of mail, put it on the floor, and began to page through it looking for the credit card that I knew must be in there. I eventually found the credit card, but not before making an interesting discovery. You, my Internet connection recently went out a few weeks ago and I've been trying to figure out what happened. None of the correspondence I sent attempting to figure out what had happen made it through, and thinking the provider, a local company, had simply flaked out on us, I was about to simply switch providers.

Well, I discovered a letter, dated from at least a month ago, informing me that the local company which had been providing Internet service, was now owned by the city, and that my bill for January was due a few weeks ago. I just now sent the payment. Go figure. Teach me to ignore my mail.

Oh, I also discovered a debit card.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Good Ol' Days

Well, I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I got looking at old pictures. Enjoy.

Is this better?

Well Ryan wanted web-y, Andrew wanted less bright, and I wanted colorful. The rest of you didn't say. I can do less bright (although less bright AND colorful was interesting), but I'm still not sure what web 2.0 means. I didn't see any of the prefab templates that fit and I checked the html and got scared. I haven't spoken html in many years. Not since we started the 8 o'c. Facebook has made my computer skills flabby. So I guess it's time to get out the old O'Reilly book. This will be a great thing to do instead of my thesis, which, I do need to get started on. . . . Now where is that html book?

Just kidding, I'm probably not going to do either. I really SHOULD go to bed, since it's about 8 am and I haven't yet been to sleep. On that note, I know you guys probably know this because of my facebook note, but life has been really. . . hard lately. Colin and I could really use the prayers. And for those of you who have been keeping us in your prayers, THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU ARE LIFE SAVERS!!!!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Should We TakeThe Spruce?

This is mainly a post of questions. First of all, should we change anything about the blog? I'm thinking a new template might get us excited about the blog again, a little pick me up if you will. Also, the poem on the side is out of date, as many of us have changed out of our old nicknames. We could do something different in place of that if you're all (or some) interested. I'm not working until the weekend and would love to fiddle around with the blog. Colin got Gunter working again (he died right after the March for Life last year), so I can blog from the comfort of my bed, or chair, or really super cold kitchen floor. I'm no longer tied down the the desktop on a bookshelf. (We're getting a desk some day. . . Typing at a bookshelf is really weird, not going to lie. Also, do we want new pictures? I don't particularly have any ideas, mostly looking for permission to play.

AND, if you guys DO like the idea of change. . . change to what? Any ideas? Should the blog be sophisticated? Funky? Cute? Manly? Pretty? Earthy? Techno? Ninja? Italian? Seasonal? Like your mom's house? Also, do we want to start up the 8 o'clock chaplet again? We're spread all over the country now, so getting together at the CC chapel seems impractical for everyone but me. BUT we can still do it by ourselves together, if you know what I mean. And we can grab our families and roommates and make them do it with us. I'm very interested in starting that up again, and may even do it regardless, but it would be fun to have a group project again.

So what do you guys think?

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The unanswerable argument. . .


This aired during the inauguration. Do you have 41 seconds to spare? 41 seconds to consider the potential of our generation.

Please post, link, or pass on!