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June 24, 2005
VH1's 'Totally Gay'
Well, here is a direct link to VH1's Totally Gay show, as you know they have many specials like I love the 80's and such :)
So I'm watching this, and I'm totally into it. I just learned about the whole GLBT Movement in my last history class, so it was kind of educational too (see! This is why I love history, you can tie everything to everything). The special emphasizes the growing acceptance and even popularity of homosexuality in this generation. It's kind of amazing to see that yeah, straight men are in a way, trying to be gay but not gay in order to appeal to women whether it be shaving below! Dressing better or what have you. And in the media, take for example Will & Grace, or Queer Eye for the Straight Guy and Queer as Folk. I mean, women watch these too! How men are objectified the way that women are objectified in advertisements, too. It's awesome.
On a more depressing note, the special also pays a bit of tribute to Matthew Shepard/homophobia/hate crimes. It's a sad reality that hate crimes exist like this. It's a tragedy to me.
I don't mean to put you on a roller coaster here, but there is this quote I think is great, concerning the whole Gay Marriage ordeal: "If you let us marry eachother, we'll stop marrying you" from a Gay comedien, sorry, I don't know who.
My freshman year of college, I made a speech about Gay Rights in my speech class, I just remembered this.
Lastly, as a personal opinion I think homophobics are people who are way too insecure about their own sexuality.
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June 09, 2005
Apartment Hunting Thread
I have a different "blog" that usually update every one or two days. Usually something very simple --- or not so simple! Either way, as I was writing my Apartment HuntingApartment Hunting post, I decided I hadn't updated My Mindsay Blog so I copied and pasted the same thing, seeming that it does relate to my own life. About 3 minutes later, I have 2 replies already! It's my friend Andy, I just wanted to share this with you I guess. It's not bad, just someone's opinion:
Andy:Yes, there are some very horrible neighborhoods in Minneapolis.. But honestly what can we REALLY do about it? These neighborhoods are so trashy they literally need to be completely leveled out and rebuilt from the bottom up. These houses in north and south minneapolis were places our grandparents lived back when Minneapolis was the Maple Grove of their time. I'm sure you'll be upset at this comment I am about to make, but a lot of these people also CHOOSE their lifestyle. Yeah, they wanna live a good life and they wanna have a nice house, but a lot of these people are drug addicts and alcoholics with no jobs living off welfare. I could understand a single mom with several kids being in a situation like that, but in the end it comes down to choices. There are so many of them in America and most people don't do their research on any of it to get themselves out of poverty.
Andy:I should add on something I saw on TV as well. Did you see True Life.. I'm Dead Broke? Those guys on there were ALL struggling very BADLY. To the point where they were pumping water out of a well because they didn't have running water. But at the end of the episode they all ended up getting along just fine. One poor couple got approved for a decent apartment after they both got semi-decent jobs. Another guy on parole was to live at home for 2 years then he planned on joining the army. And the last girl ended up moving back home with her mother because she moved out on her own too young.. was doing drugs and eventually lost her job. My point is, it all comes down to decisions and there is no reason people need to live in poverty in the United States.
Sylvie:Thank you Andy for your input. I know that there is some truth to what you ar saying but at the same time, you cant help but just feel bad for those kids who can't have what we did or you know...and I feel so selfish thinking what kind of carpet color I prefer. Note also, "no one can argue that children have brought their poverty on themselves" said by Peter Singer. Another thing I wanted to mention was ..oh I forgot..when I remember I guess!
Sylvie:I didn't see True Life: I'm Dead Broke but it seemed interesting. Also, I'm not "upset" about your comments at all
Andy:Oh don't get me wrong I feel real bad for them. Even though everyone has their situation or reason for being in that situation, no one should have to live their life in those shitholes. I think instead of spending millions on a new football / baseball stadium the Vikings should just stick with what they got and that 300mill should go towards ridding poverty. Ya know? Theres a lot of things they COULD do. But they don't. THAT'S what's frustrating.
Andy:I guess the situations I was referring to are kind of like the homeless panhandlers who have signs begging for money for food, but the next day they're on that same corner with the same sign and a brown bag with a bottle inside of it...
The thing I forgot in the midst of that is this thing called "institutionalized racism" which I think one of the most powerful sources dividing the line between race and class. Defined as the process of purposely discriminating against certain groups of people through the use of biased laws or practices. Often, institutionalized racism is subtle and manifests itself in seemingly innocuous ways, but its effects are anything but subtle. An example of this type of racism is the redlining of districts to keep certain people from moving in to a new neighborhood, pervasive in the financial industry in the 1950s and 60s
I don't know if there is a word for it or if it is considered institutionalized racism, but it's the fact that many, if not all, do want out of poverty, and maybe no matter how hard they try, they are stuck being cab drivers, cashiers, cooks, attendants, etc, who simply cannot provide enough for their families or for their children to go to college. Hence, the children never goes to college and repeats the same cycle all over.
So, how do we propose a solution that will work?
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June 08, 2005
Apartment Hunting
I'm currently in the process of looking for an apartment. I know it's June--- peak times for students to be searching and also a little late. My parents have always provided for our family pretty well and when I moved into the dorms my freshmen year, it was like, meh, this is cool... And for my 2nd year, a couple girls on my floor and I found this house just a couple blocks from our dorm. This house is literally brand new inside and out, with the exception of the original frame of the house. One of the girls' parents bought the house we now rent the rooms through them. Now, however, my lease will be up at the end of July (I'm just choosing not to live here next year) and I have been so busy with school that I haven't had a real chance to look for an apartment. Basically, anywhere I live after July will be a downgrade from this house. There are so many elements to a new place; price, what utilities are paid for, laundry, etc. So I had the oppurtunity to get a showing on one of the apartments this evening. Location? Great! Inside? Not so great! I also got a chance to see an apartment across the street from my house now. Outside? Not so great. Inside? Awesome! Location? Not good. Granted, I have only seen 2 apartments so far, I'm getting pretty discouraged here. Feeling crummy, I came home and went for a run in hopes of finding a nice apartment building with a "renting" sign on it. No such luck. Jogging as I am, I think to myself that I am being really ridiculous right now.
In the last two weeks, my history class has taken a few site visits to some of the poorest neighborhoods in Minneapolis. Some of these places, I can't even imagine living in. Although they have strong ties within the community and strong historical ties to the Twin Cities, they're not necessarily places I would like to call home. About 30% of the population of these neighborhoods are living below poverty, unemployment rate is more than twice that of Minneapolis as a whole, and 40% of the children are living in poverty.
And then here I am, so ungrateful. Way to make myself feel even crummier, huh? I just feel like, here I am, a college student who is getting an education and will eventually (and hopefully) attain a pretty good living and comfortable lifestyle (hopefully), and here I am growing troublesome about what my apartment may look like on the inside or outside, what it should smell like, carpeted or hardwood, ground window or not?
I propose that Thanksgiving Day come around about 4 times a year.
Days off school: YES!
Gratefulness: BOOSTED!
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June 06, 2005
Mother, Father
I went home again this weekend on Saturday and pleaded quite a bit for somone to work for me that day. Monday through Thursdays I have class from 9:05 am to 5:30 pm with a ten minute break long enough to walk from the west bank to the east bank. So I tend to cherish my Fridays and Saturdays now! There was a Thao Family Barbeque on Saturday and I knew it would make my dad happy. Plus, my little sisters had been harrassing me to go!
My dad picked me up from my place, and he says something silly like, "if you get your masters, I'll buy you anything you want. A car? A computer? I know, a laptop?" I'm thinking...wow, I really do not want to go through more school. So I say, "actually, I'm going to join the Peace Corps, remember?" and this was a no, no. He goes, "haha...are you crazy?" I guess it hasn't sunk in yet with my dad. He says, "I'm going to throw a bug at you at the park" haha, thanks dad. He's trying to prove I can't make it, I hate bugs! We talk about other stuff, and I just drop the Peace Corps subject for now.
The barbeque was great, it rained on us and everything they had to eat there had meat in it except for cake and rice, but it was still fun. I would have stayed the whole weekend but I had a whole book to finish still and several papers to do.
So my mom is the one driving me back to my place. I told her about dad's loony idea, then I said, "but........I'm still joining the Peace Corps" and my mom is like, "crazy." I told her that I had made up my mind and I'm doing it since it's not like I need their permission. So, practically the same speech here; "We taught you guys to be good people and work hard and get an education....not to go to South America. And Julie wants to go to Japan, Chris wants to join the Navy..." she still doesn't know that Liz wants to move to Australia either. My poor mother!
I really want to make them happy and still, I really want to join the Peace Corps. I know everybody says I should just do what I want to do, but it's hard. I wonder if I can find something here at home that will allow me to make just as much of an impact. Otherwise, my parents better pray I change my mind before I graduate. Or they better pray I get engaged or something crazy like that.
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Homelessness part 2
Who you are has a lot to do with how you are brought up. Once, while still young and growing up in sunny California, my parents, sisters and I went to a mall. As we walked towards the mall, a homeless man approached us and asked for some money. Before anyone could say anything, a security guard shoo'd him away. This was probably the first encounter of a homeless person for my little sisters and I. Before he left our sight, he grabbed an abandoned fountain drink on the side of the street. Needless to say, my sisters and I did NOT know what was going on! It was just some huge, weird encounter for us. Who knows how long we were at the mall, but when we left, my dad kept circling the car around the block, the allys, the mall. So my mom is like, "what are you doing" and kids are like "dad lets go home!" but he stops when he finally sees what he'd been looking for. In literally, an ally, there was the same homeless guy, and my dad got out of the car and walked towards him. We had no idea what my dad was gonna do, apparently, the homeless man didn't either, in fact, he looked like he was scared to death. Looking at the scared old man made us (the kids) scared! But there goes my dad, he gives the man a little cash and some McDonald's. Where did the food come from? I guess we got McDonald's before hitting the mall! I have really poor memory, but there are a few things worthy of holding onto I will never forget, such as this. It really opened my pea sized mind. My dad didn't have to teach us to be good to people who are less fortunate, he showed us!
I may as well tell you a story about a good friend who just loves "bums." Yup, he thinks they are the coolest thing ever, all the while not romanticizing the situation. A "bum" named JaJa (I might be wrong on the name here) asked him for a couple bucks (maybe) and my friend said, "how bout I buy you lunch instead." So they had lunch at McDonald's (what's up with Mcdonald's huh?) together and he just thought it was the coolest thing.
I thought that was pretty cool myself.
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June 02, 2005
What is right?
Stupid movable type thing. I don’t even know what movable type means, but what is this?! It just deleted an almost finished entry and suddenly started rebuilding my old entry! I also just hate these laptops. Is anybody with me?! Now I’m frustrated and I forgot everything that was on my old one. …Breathe, breathe….Starting over…….
I was referring to the previous entry about global population. I was asking, do we, as in the United States, have a right to practically hand over contraceptives by the mass and expect for these developing or third world countries to not have babies? I am remembering my history class from my freshmen year and we touched base on this issue. You see, the United States government invests a lot of money in contraceptives and education for these men and women in these countries. As it had turned out, none of these tactics were working, boggling the minds of these directors. It won’t work if the people aren’t using them! Sure, they’re accepting them, they take them, but do they use it? No. There are several reasons for this. Simple explanation for the Philippines here, many of the people there are Roman Catholic, and I’m not Roman Catholic myself, but I think that they do not believe in birth control. And in India, for instance, infant mortality rate is very, very high. So they have as many children as they can and hope that half will make it to adulthood. Before we are quick to judge, I guess we really have to realize that they don’t have the luxury, like we do in America, of knowing that we could (if we want to) have children and be confident that they will grow to adulthood and will one day (hopefully!) take care of us or (hopefully not!) place us in a nursing facility. Either way, we have the choice of 41k’s, living off a little bit of social security benefits or hopefully you have had saved up enough to live comfortably on your own. Kinship is important to people in developing and third world countries because of this reason. If they don’t reproduce, who will take care of them later? Who will take care of the house? Who will upkeep the land/farm? Without children, there is no company, no happiness? Without children, their children won’t marry or carry on their name, etc. Whatever the case, I sort of understand…. It wouldn’t be such a big deal if there were enough land and resource to go around in THAT country but the fact is that there isn’t. To me, bringing out a child into a world like that is sort of….selfish. If you’re going to have a baby because you did the deed and you did use protection or whatever, well, come on down! But if you are purposely popping ‘em out for your own benefit, it’s kind of disheartening. I guess the whole situation is sad.
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June 01, 2005
The News
I do think everyone should immerse themselves in watching the news or picking up a newspaper more often. I am being hypocrite numero uno though! I will often say that people should be more aware of what is going on, but I've not permitted myself to watch the news or read the news for at least a month now! I have though, for a very short period of time. Enough to know the weather or catch the little stories to make up for air time. Just not enough to make me angry. That is why I avoid the news! I just thought of this because The Minnesota Daily still runs in the summer, once a week on Wednesdays. And what have we today? Wednesday! So I picked up a copy, and here I'm staring at it. I should also be looking for an apartment for fall, so that will be useful. After some CSI tonight, maybe even watch some late night news? I just really don't want to be a hypocrite about these things. Everybody should know what's going on in the world around them, whether they are good things or bad. Just a little reflection I guess...I'm out of tune with current events.
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RRR!
RRR?? Yup, Recycle, Reuse, Reduce! Didn't you learn the 3 R's in grade school?
When I was a kid, I wanted to recycle EVERYTHING. I grew up in California and recycling is sort of a big deal out there. I honestly could not tell you where a recycling center in this state is, I couldn't name one! But in California, around my old neighborhood alone, my family must have visited 2 or 3 in very close proximity. Recycling was a sort of tradition with my family. For some reason, we (the children) thought pop tabs were worth a lot of money. So we picked the tabs off of every can that we could find and stuffed them into jars. But, that wasn't before we smashed the pop cans (in which case was then known as SODA to us, you Minnesotans!) with our feet. We wore shoes, of course. I actually remember carrying around trash bags filled with pop cans, just banging and clanging around. How we collected so many pop cans, I am not certain! But we hunted for those things, picked them out from garbage cans and streets (okay, we were young!), and lurked around when our families had big gatherings, waiting to steal every single empty soda can and if there were less than half left, we'd dump it! Oh, the victory... Anyway, when we finally had enough bags to fill my parents' mini van, we hauled em over to a recycling center where they weighed the bags and gave you cold...hard...CA$h for our hard work. I'm serious, I was the oldest of the whole bunch, and I was probably 10 years old. Memory is faint, but I believe we receieved about 2 or 3 dollars per bag? It was a lot of money to us at the time! Most importantly, money that we worked hard for! Money that we knew was doing the environment good, we were making clean up easier for our parents more or less.... but we were encouraged nonetheless.
Currently, I live in a house with 5 other girls and it gets difficult to recycle everything. So we definitely try, but it's not simple at all! If I don't see one of those designated areas for plastics/bottles/cans when I have to toss a can or bottle away, I feel guilty like no other!
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May 31, 2005
WHERE IS THE LOVE
Most people know the song "Where Is The Love" made popular by The Black Eyed Peas featuring Justin Timberlake. Although it was overplayed and I became really sick of hearing it on the radio (not that I listen to much radio anyway), I'm still glad they came out with a song like this. It wasn't super cheesy and it was catchy, and of course, it was VERY popular. I'm posting these lyrics up now and I really want you to read the lyrics. Really read the lyrics.
The part that really spoke to me was the last part here,
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down
It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under
I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found
but you all already know where I stand. I hope you all also realize that I am not hopeless about humanity, although that is what the case seems to be. I have a lot of hope for humanity. In one of my first posts, I wrote "I have so much hope that it really is hopeless!"
What's wrong with the world mama?
People living like aint got no mamas
I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama
Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma
Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin
In the USA the big CIA the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And if you hatin you're bound to get irate
Yeah madness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
You gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all
People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?
It just ain't the same all ways have changed
New days are strange is the world the insane?
If love and peace so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations dropping bombs
Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones
With ongoing suffering
As the youth die young
So ask yourself is the loving really strong?
So I can ask myself really what is going wrong
With this world that we living in
People keep on giving in
Makin wrong decisions
Only visions of them livin and
Not respecting each other
Deny thy brother
The wars' going on but the reasons' undercover
The truth is kept secret
Swept under the rug
If you never know truth
Then you never know love
Where's the love y'all? I don't know
Where's the truth y'all? I don't know
Where's the love y'all?
People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father father father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm getting older y'all people get colder
Most of us only care about money makin
Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema
Whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down
It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under
I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found
People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?
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The Longest Yard
Many of my friends have heard me rave about the movie The Longest Yard, a 2005 re-make of the 1974 version that starred Burt Reynolds. I have never been a huge fan of football, nor have I even seen the 1974 version, let alone heard of it before this. Basically, I had no idea what to expect, it just seemed like a good movie to see and Adam Sandler was starring in it--- what can I say? Needless to say, I thought it was an a super good movie! As a girl who knows practically nothing about football (still uncertain about that "shaving points" deal), it was really fun to see and even girls who hate football will like it. This is sort of a lame attempt at a review, but not really because you can see the synopsis here, you can check it out yourself! I'm writing about this movie because I know it's just a movie, but I thought "What an asshole!" many times throughout the movie. People should just be nice! Okay, that sounds a little bit naive....
But seriously, people should be treated like people sometimes. Granted, these prisoners are in prison for a reason, they don't need to be abused over and over again. People should never feel like they have the right to strip others of thier pride or dignity. Nobody should ever have the authority to practically own you. People should never be taunted and called derogatory names. Yes, yes, I'm in this little naive state of mind, but I can make a stretch here....... how about the incident last year concerning Iraqi prisoners abused? I hope nobody found it amusing or even deserved, because then, I'm sorry, but I'd have you call you disgusting. Or the incident leaving 6 hunters dead concerning a Hmong hunter? We will never know the true extent of that story now, but we can only imagine. Probably was provoked profoundly huh? Am I still being just naive here? Disrespect....causes problems!
Ok. Point is, be nice. Respect eachother. "Nice" sounds like such an innocent word. But maybe that is the point, it's plain and simple.
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May 24, 2005
Purpose
As of this moment, my plan is go into the Peace Corp after college. That is assuming I actually finish college. Currently, I have no aspiration for a career in any field whatsoever. I'm interested in many things; children, media, history, writing, people, law, nutrition. But my heart is not set on any one thing. Right now, my only dream is to be a part of the Peace Corp. This revelation is pretty new. In fact, I had announced my newfound plans to all but the two most important people in my life: my parents. Oops.
My whole logic with the Peace Corp ordeal is that I don't want to be like everybody else--- graduate, get job, get apartment, make money, buy a car. It's not what I'm about. If I follow the standard, I am not working for anybody but myself; I won't have a family of my own, I won't have children, or a husband. In which case, I am only being selfish. Why not do something with myself? I want world peace and I want to save the world. And there is only one way I know how.
Back to telling my parents...
I live in Dinkytown. With the strain of school (in general), finals and work, I hadn't had the time or oppurtunity to talk to either of them. I finally went "home" last weekend.
Moments before my parents picked me up, I thought, okay I want to go into the peace corps...what will my parents think about me getting into the peace corps?! Having to tell my parents was completely overlooked. Mom sort of freaked, she called me crazy. And then, she got kinda sad because she was like (and these are facts), "Julie wants to live in Japan, Chris wants to join the Navy, now you want to go to Africa" and my dad butts in with, "no it's South America" so mom continues, "South America...What did your father and I ever do to you guys?" My dad butts in again with, "Liz wants to go to a farm." It was so random, I seriously couldn't stop laughing. But I found out later that the "farm" was refering to the philosophy camp that Liz is going to this summer. And in reality, Liz hasn't revealed that she wants to move to Australia yet. I should add that Liz, Julie, Chris and I are all siblings.
Then she went on...
"You don't even like spiders"
"It's not like I'm gonna live in the jungle mom. I could end up in a dessert"
"Dessert? you don't even eat meat what kind of greens are they going to grow for you?"
"Uhhh....guess I will lose a lot of weight"
And she it doesn't stop. "Sylvie's going to live in the jungle or dessert and get a disease, she's already can't see well or hear well, and when she comes back all of her friends are going to be married already, she will never marry and she will never have children, who's going to hold your hand and take care of you when you can't anymore?" So here goes my dad again, he says, "Sylvie's elephants from the jungle will hold her hand"
I have the most random father in the world!
I should also add that I am a vegetarian.
Sadly, my mom has a point. My dad makes good points too. My dad told me, "you can't even go without your cell phone...life is very different anywhere." And, it's true. But in the case that I do go into the Peace Corps, I won't need money, a car, make up or a cell phone for that matter. My mom said I would probably regret it; by the time I returned, I would see that friends and peers have jobs, cars, experience, are getting married, and I will find myself catching up way behind.
Overall, the purpose for this blog is to find a medium here. I want to be near my family, yet, I want to explore all of the possibilities that the Peace Corp has to offer.
Could you and I save a life? A liter of gas per day? The ozone from deteriorating? One hungry orphan? Support AIDS awareness? Walk for a cause? Mentor a youth? I have a kind heart. So far, that is all I have to offer.
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You're thinking, this crazy girl.....
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Introduction
It's simple. You don't have to be the tree-hugging, hippie, animal-loving, activist, philanthropist, do-gooder type to make a difference in this world. Forgive the stereotyping, I am only making a point. Sometimes, I swear I'm bipolar! Not to make it a joke, but one minute you are riding high on life, and the next, you realize there is so much error in the world. I feel partly hopeless about the world today. And yet, I have so much hope that it really is hopeless!
I want to save the world.
I want world peace.
I wish people were nice.
In recent months, people close to me have seen huge changes.
I wanted justice. So I thought I should become a cop. Laugh hard, it's okay, my dad did. Not that he was putting down his own daughters' (very temporary) dream, but it doesn't suit me physically and emotionally.
I wanted to help people. My best friends joked that I should become a sister and I considered it for a second. "Please don't" they said, but then they joked again, "you should become a pope instead." "I should!" and there I went on again with my crazy epiphanies. I'm not even Catholic! I'm not even a man!
Then, I saw the movie Kingdom of Heaven. Religion! On my way home everyday, I am sure to read that sign on the purple house on 12th avenue; Religion has caused more misery to mankind than any other single idea.
The next day, I watched Hotel Rwanda. Genocide!
If I watch the news--- bomb attacks! Murder! Corruption! Abduction! Protests!
If there was one way to describe how I felt, it was with this comic strip below.
So you're on this journey with me now, if you want to be.
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