When Life Hands you Lemons

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You guys can comment your thoughts and stuff if you really want to. I’d like to hear some thoughts.

I’ve decided, on my own, that the purpose of life is to set an example for the next generation of youth. Then there will be one generation that will be revolutionists– that’d be us, for those who think the world will end in 2012. If you notice, the elementary schoolers take after the high schoolers and stuff in terms of trends and other things like that. But if it really came down to it, some of our elementary schoolers would be making sexual jokes every other second and others would be smoking pot behind a church.

What I want to say is this: lead by example. Just because you’re older doesn’t mean you should drink, smoke or do drugs. Do what you want your kids to do. I’m trying my best to do this, with the occasional joke here and there. I’m working on it.

I think I thought of this today when I heard a ton of people swearing–a majority of them are Christian. “Christian.” Like… if you love God, then you must be as much like him as you can, right?

Speaking of the apocalypse, I don’t know how I feel about the 2012 thing. I know everybody is skeptical, but that just makes it all the more possible.

Okay, I lied. I’m going to write about each topic suggested. Mostly because I want to. 😀

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Hunger. Hm. What do I think about it? Well, for one, I think that it was a completely random suggestion to encompass the suggestor’s feeling at that exact moment, but I’ll go with it.

From the medical standpoint, hunger decreases comfort. It ruins our concentration, thus impeding our abilities to learn. This is why you must eat breakfast in the morning! The meal will help you learn.

But what does hunger mean? Without looking it up in the dictionary, I’ll say that, off the top of my head, it’s the lack of sustenance. This could be the lack of food or even something as deep as justice. Yes, you can hunger for justice.

Hunger.

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The phrase, “violence comes from freedom”

I spent the entire week thinking about this and I couldn’t think of anything. I agree with it, partially, because I believe that it is in human nature to sin. Actually, there have been studies that even little children lie about things. I don’t know what else to say.

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Gays:

I used to really hate gays. That was back when I was more ignorant than I am now. Now, I’ve just become more accepting of the world around me, seeing good where I once saw bad.

Heck, I’ve even come to envy some of them for their courage to come out of the closet and not worry about their image in that way.

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Girls:

Girls are complicated, man. But they are precious. Some go to such lengths to impress us guys that that they lose sight of right and wrong.

Girls. You are not pieces of meat. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are beautiful. Every. Last. One of you.

I took this from a book written by Susan Sontag, called On Photography, from 1977. I want to know if you agree or disagree and why.

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“Photography implies that we know about the world if we accept it as the camera records it. But this is the opposite of understanding, which starts from not accepting the world as it looks. All possibility of understanding is rooted in the ability to say no. Strictly speaking, one never understands anything from a photograph. Of course, photographs fill in the blanks in our mental pictures of the present and the past: for example. Jacob Riis’s images of New York squalor in the 1880’s are sharply instructive to those unaware that urban poverty in the late-ninteenth-century America was really that Dickensian. Nevertheless, the camera’s rendering of reality must always hide more than it discloses. As Brecht points out, a photograph of the Krupp works* reveals virtually nothing about that organization. In contrast to the amorous relation, which is based on how something looks, understanding is based on how it functions. And functioning takes place in time and must be explained in time. Only that which narrates can make us understand.

The limit of photographic knowledge of the world is that, while it can goad conscience, it can, finally, never be ethical or political knowledge. The knowledge gaine through still photographs will always be some kind of sentimentalism, whether cynical or humanist. It will be a knowledge at bargain prices–a semblance of knowledge, a semblance of wisdeom.  .  .  . The very muteness of what is, hypothetically, comprehensible in photographs is what constitutes their attraction and provacativeness. The omnipresence of photographs has an incalculable effect on our ethical sensibility. By furnishing this already crowded world with a dupicate of one of images, photography makes us feel that the world is more readily available than it really is.

Needing to have reality confirmed and experience enhanced by photographs is an aesthetic consumerism to which everyone is now addicted. Industrial societies turn their citizens into image-junkies; it is the most irresistable form of mental pollution.”

* Krupp: a German weapons manufacturing firm that was instrumental in the Nazi rearmament effort of the 1930’s.

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Alright, I’ve held back on this one because I wanted more time to compile as many as I possibly could. But here goes:

Same difference:

It really really bothers me when people use this in everyday language. As far as I know, people equate this phrase to “same thing,” but I don’t think they’re the same. I’ve only used the phrase while talking about math, when two equation’s differences are the same–hence, “Same difference.” “Same difference” and “same thing’ are opposite. At least, they are to me.

“Who cares?”:

It irritates me when people say this. Especially to me. I care, obviously, because I took the time and effort to mention it to you. If you don’t care, awesome. It doesn’t mean that nobody else in the world cares. Saying “who cares” implies that nobody in the world cares.

The “n” word:

I don’t know why it irritates me so much when people use this word. It’s completely unnecessary, for one, and it came from a historical slur. I don’t know. It seems like it’s not my business to care about such things because they don’t pertain to me, but……. I just dislike it. A lot.

“I love you”:

People who go to my church know this one. I once saw a sticker that said, “‘Hate’ is a strong word, yet we throw around ‘love’ like it’s nothing.” This is true. People say “I love you” to their spouses and turn around and say, “I love that outfit!” or “I love these meatballs!” Really, now. Do you really love those meatballs as much as you love your wife? Here’s an idea: instead of telling your wife how much you love her, take out the need by showing it to her.

“FML!!!!”: Wow. Stop whining. Go live in a third-world country like Nigeria, or …. *ahem* HAITI… and then try saying “FML.”

“?”: GAH. I really hate it when I say something and people respond with a simple “?” I always have to follow up with a “what?” because this question mark is so… ambiguous. Are you asking “what?” in a shorter way, or are you questioning how I said a certain thing, or what? Be specific, dangit!

“PHAT”: This word was popular back when I was in elementary school, but I still hear it float around sometimes. As far as I know, the word was created as the company Phat Farm came into creation, which is a designer clothing store. People use it to mean “cool” or something. “Man, that movie was really phat.” Wow, I say. Was the movie about McDonald’s? Or did it eat there? Or what?

“That’s really gay”/”retarded”: You’re equating gay people to stupidity just because they’re part of a minority. If that’s not offensive, I don’t know what is. What if I said, “Man, that’s so atheist.” or “Man, that’s so liberal.” What would you think, then?

“You’re weird.” : I’ve blogged about this before, but I still hear it being said. What, do you think, gives you the right to call someone else “weird”? You’re just as unique as the next person; if not physically, then emotionally, mentally.