Wednesday, 05 December 2012
Tailgates & Tanlines
By Luke Bryan
I don't want this night to end.
see related"They're just a giant industry that preys on gender stereotypes to make adult women spend a ton of money and act like selfish children....a phallocentric fairytale grotesquerie!"-Liz Lemon, right before she succumbs to society's expectations of women and has her own wedding. Props for the Star Wars costume as a wedding dress! I am sad that show is over. Probably the only show I will ever find a completely relatable character in. Seriously, that show was like staring in a crystal ball of a my future.Whats more sad, that that is what weddings have become in our society, or that I agree?This blog is the one of the very few places you will here me talking about this.Finals are here. Time to stop giving a fuck about a future that will most likely never happen and build a future that will.Also, why is it so much to ask for a decent job with a sustainable wage? I want to work. Need to work. Can't afford not to work. Apparently its too much to ask for a job that does. Having a crazy school schedule might not help with getting that job either....This is why I will never have time for a wedding to happen.
Monday, 19 November 2012
Bonded Labor: Tackling the System of Slavery in South Asia
By Siddharth Kara
see relatedUsing people as a tool of self-destruction. When "using" is involved, its should always be a mutual thing, amirite? Some stories are so cliche its laughable. Willingly, knowingly walking (driving) into a that type of story requires a special kind of self-depreciation and lack of esteem so far beyond the negative that the only possible way one could exist is in a bottle of some kind of consciousnesses-altering subsistence. Either pills, or hard liquor. Most likely Wild Turkey Liquor.Being made of sterner stuff that always finds a way to be rooted back within the dimensions of reality does not permit for that to happen. At least, not on a daily basis.People, experiences, cannot always be chapters that end once their time in our live does, or footnotes in the book of our existence. Sometimes that thread weaves its way into the whole damn plot, whether or not its wanted.In conclusion: when one is not a robot, one cannot go through human certain experiences as detached as a robot is capable of being.Note to self: do NOT get a numerical tattoo anywhere as a reminder to never let this story be written into my life again.
Monday, 08 October 2012
Disposable People: New Slavery in the Global Economy
By Kevin Bales
As an aspiring novelist, one of the most important aspects of creating a character is their inner driving need. The reason they do things. This can be made according to each individual action, or the thing that drives everything they ever do over the course of a story. It can force a normal person to learn how to be a quasi-psychologist, and give a vague sort of hubris in being able to dissemble the human psyche in such a detailed, surgical manner.
It can uncomfortable when turning this same perception on oneself. "Why am I doing this?" ......The answers may not always be what we want them to be.
Accomplishment in goals achieved really can fill that void you though would never heal; or more aptly, makes one realize that happiness should be found in the accomplishment of goals and what can be done for others. When making a person and what they do for you the foundation of your happiness, this can be a lesson hard learned.....but I'm getting there.
Conclusion: get the work done for its own sake, and not as a distraction from things that really should not matter anymore; lose yourself in learning new knowledge not because it will replace memories, but because knowledge is valuable in its own right.
And always find a reason to laugh at the #firstworldproblems.
That is all.
Friday, 10 August 2012
By Ayn Rand
see relatedCliches are annoying in that they prove themselves to be true, over and over again. Losing those of your own family - or knowing that you could lose them, in a violent way in which you are helpless to stop - makes one frustrated, wish that they would just listen and stop trying to burn their life away. Letting a friend fade away, a friend who so recently came back into your life, only to vanish again....there's no words. At the end of the day, you can only stand back and pray for their happiness, hope that where ever they go, they can be the person they so long to become, make their dreams a reality even it means you gotta let go.
At the end of the day, none of what you've done can fill that void with the people you've lost.
Friday, 23 March 2012
Tuesday, 31 January 2012
To nic, kiedy płyną łzy
Last year in December, I hosted a #humantraffickingawareness event at my school. It was an art exhibit, with artwork inspired by the stories of human trafficking victims. Students trickled in throughout the day (the free pizza and cupcakes as much an incentive to attend as the opportunity to learn something new), drifting around the room and staring at the often disturbing paintings: a woman in underwear staring out a barred window, the bed made of actual $20 dollar bills with a wall made of a map of the world, an eery child's face, eyes bloody, gouged out and soulless, a hole ripped in his chest while his heart was handed off to disembodied hands in the background. I was happy for their attendance, thanked them as they walked in, explained to them what the exhibit was about.
Me: "Welcome! This is an art exhibit to tell the stories of human trafficking victims..."
Random student: (munching on a slice of pizza)"Human trafficking? Oh, like in that movie Taken!" Nearly every student who walked said that.
I appreciate Luc Besson's Taken for portraying the issue in a way that kept typical American movie audiences interested: with intense hand-to-hand fight scenes, things blowing up, a ruthlessly skilled fighter with a tortured past who stops at nothing.
The movie bolsters the misconception that #sextrafficking is an overseas problem, with weird foreign guys as the buyers, the perpetrators of this crime.
The #sex trafficking of domestic minors exists in the United States. Trafficking in this instance can be a runaway 14-year-old girl, lost on the streets and needing someone to help her....and then here comes this sweet older guy, offering to buy her food and treat her like "his girl". Before she knows it, she's locked in a hotel room and forced to have sex with dozens of men per day. Variations of this story are told in the documentary
And guess what, America? Here's a basic lesson in economics: there is no supply without demand. Pimps wouldn't be selling girls if there was no demand for them. Which means, America, we have a serious problem here. We have men, thousands, who are willing to pay good coin - or cheap - to have sex with little girls and young teenagers. Men who are are so craven, so driven by carnal lusts that they look the other way and take no notice of these girls tears, men who pretend not to see the bruises from her pimp's beatings.
CIA estimates that 45,00-55,000 persons are trafficked into the US for sex trafficking, and according to the Department of State, 300,000 American children and youth are at risk for being coerced into sex slavery.
Global human trafficking is a billion dollar industry, with some estimates around $32 billion annually. It is fast overtaking arms trafficking as a more lucrative market, for the simple reason that a gun illegally can only be sold once, while a person can be sold over and over again. American dollars contribute to these profits made from slavery.
Whats the cause? Prominent feminists scholars such as Andrew Dworkin and Katharin McKinnon would argue that its the culture we have, that persists in objectifying women into nothing by sexual objects. They blame pornography, they blame the advertising industry, they blame films. Where ever the blame lies, the fact remains that sex trafficking has a booming market here in America. Los Angelas and Houston are the No. 1 and 3 cities for trafficking, primarily because of their proximity to the border and the interstate highways.
Americans don't like to believe that this can happen down the street from them. A good example of this hubris is the fact that for the first time, the Department of State listed America as a ranking country in the 2010 Trafficking in Persons Report that is published annually. That it happens in their own back yard. But the fact is that is does happen. In your city, in your neighborhood, Such as this horrible story, where a mother sold her own 14 year old daughter to men, acting as a pimp and forcing her child into slavery. International rings aren't the only
You can learn to recognize the signs, when a person (girl or young boy)
- Is not free to leave or come and go as he/she wishes
- Is under 18 and is providing commercial sex acts
- Is in the commercial sex industry and has a pimp / manager
- Is unpaid, paid very little, or paid only through tips
- Works excessively long and/or unusual hours
- Is not allowed breaks or suffers under unusual restrictions at work
- Owes a large debt and is unable to pay it off
- Was recruited through false promises concerning the nature and conditions of his/her work
- High security measures exist in the work and/or living locations (e.g. opaque windows, boarded up windows, bars on windows, barbed wire, security cameras, etc.
If you recognize these signs, you can call the Polaris Project at 1-888-3737-888
Check out Polaris Project for more information.
Tuesday, 03 January 2012
Safe & Sound
Day One: Hungover, as per new self-policy. The hangover was purposefully induced, so that emotional pain over various issues would be forgotten. Still almost broke down and cried after a visit with a certain family member, but tears were forgotten due to massive headaches and vomiting. So....success?
Day Two: Heart broken upon confirmation of something that I rather hoped I would be wrong about, but knew would happen anyways.
Fucking awesome year so far. Wine is needed, but will not be imbibed. Because seriously, hangovers are just so not worth the unfeeling but evanescent forgetfulness that ensues.
Saturday, 31 December 2011
The Hero with a Thousand Faces (The Collected Works of Joseph Campbell)
By Joseph Campbell
1. Regrets are weights that prevent progress. Keep the lessons, but don't let them hold you back
2. Those crosses one must carry? The strength is now there to make the cross bearable, almost light, even.....the time will come when it can be cast off completely.
3. I've met or got to know better friends that I realize I want to keep for my whole life. Awwwww, biffles. Now I need to excuse myself to vomit from the sheer amount of insipid sentiment expressed.....
4. There are people that you meet randomly, and who meant nothing at the time of meeting them- not even enough to remember their name-but whom a year later, you can't imagine life without them.
5. Coming to terms with the fact that I have an appalling lack of self discipline concerning things that should be most important. Harsh remedies will be taken for the coming year.
6. Not hiding in the library, gym or coffee house has resulted in amazing memories with even more amazing people. Writing is an art that I can get lost in, but experiencing life has carved out its importance in my existence.
7. Being too busy to remember or care about a virtual existence has been liberating. Hence the sporadic blogging.
8. Knowing which paths I must take in life, knowing those paths I want to take in life, and knowing what I need to do in order to have the liberty to choose between "must" and "want". Equal amounts of hard work, and created or lucky opportunity will be needed, and now I'm figuring out the things necessary to get there.
9. Comfort with one's life situation results in a lack of drive, of desire necessary to get one "there"; knowing the future struggles ahead, and dealing with the present struggles, has created that drive to succeed, and to never be content with mere mediocrity and having the necessities for survival.
10. Knowing that there is all kinds of befuckery going on in the world, past, present and future, and coming to terms with the fact that being negative and depressed about it all the time will solve nothing and result in the unfortunate nickname of "Debbie Downer." Instead of focusing on the befuckery, focusing on what can be done is the better option.
So if the world still exists in 2012, here's to you, and the things that must be accomplished.