Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Intro - A
Can we say we support the war and yet not be willing to sacrifice ourselves for it? Are we being hypocritical? The inner conflict runs on a thin line. What is the difference between sacrificing yourself to save a child from a moving bus and sacrificing yourself in the name of war? I believe it is not hypocritical, but then it also depends on the morals of the speaker. Let the volunteers fight for the war first; If I get drafted, let it be. I'll then sacrifice myself for the good.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Senioritis
Seriously, this senioritis needs to stop. I need to quit procrastinating...right after I get off facebook.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Four Freedoms
What I saw wasn't necessarily what I expected at the Four Freedoms presentation.
It was really interesting to say the least. I've seen Rockwell's Four Freedoms posters many times, and infact, I remember them being on the walls of my elementary school.
These revisions of the posters that I saw were insanely creative. The Wiki article, the Mad Libs poster, and the one depicting guns in every scene.
My favorite one was definitely the set of posters showing an abuse of the Four Freedoms. Is that what FDR wanted when he wrote the speech?
It was really interesting to say the least. I've seen Rockwell's Four Freedoms posters many times, and infact, I remember them being on the walls of my elementary school.
These revisions of the posters that I saw were insanely creative. The Wiki article, the Mad Libs poster, and the one depicting guns in every scene.
My favorite one was definitely the set of posters showing an abuse of the Four Freedoms. Is that what FDR wanted when he wrote the speech?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
The Beginning
Alas, the blog has been created.
It's early in the morning. I just drank two cups of coffee. I'm jittery. And yet, everything feels so right.
I'm currently sitting in my room, feet on the bed, cat by feet, homework scattered around cat.
I'm spewing random thoughts into this public domain. Hello stranger from Sri Lanka. Hello Cambodian citizen.
It's early in the morning. I just drank two cups of coffee. I'm jittery. And yet, everything feels so right.
I'm currently sitting in my room, feet on the bed, cat by feet, homework scattered around cat.
I'm spewing random thoughts into this public domain. Hello stranger from Sri Lanka. Hello Cambodian citizen.
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