“The first time I was faced with having to help a white farmer save his farm, he took a long time talking but he was trying to show me he was superior to me. I know what he was doing. But he had come to me for help. What he didn’t know while he was taking all that time trying to show me he was superior to me was I was trying to decide just how much help I was going to give him.”
The above statement by Shirley Sherrod, which was taken wildly out of context by right-wingers on biggovernment.com and on our beloved Fox News, has been called “blatantly racist.” Racist? Given the context of the statement and the fact that this occurred 28 years ago, I suppose if one tried hard enough he or she may be able to find racism here. As for the adjective “blatant” I can only assume that either the people who are throwing it out have no understanding of its meaning or – which sadly is the more likely case – they know that if they inflate the racism using such “fancy” words, more people will be angered and offended by it. People are also saying that the statement is filled with hate… let’s talk about hate for a second.
In the 1960s talk about civil rights and desegregation reached a peak. Violence spread across the south as conservatives sought to protect their good ol’ conservative values and the segregated system that held the minority groups down. On July 2, 1964 following Lyndon B. Johnson’s signing of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, many southern conservatives protested the legality of such an act and even the morality of it. Their displeasure with Johnson is even part of what led to conservatives in the south to begin calling themselves “Republicans” instead of “Southern Democrats.” I note, however, that although there was a name change, the social views of the southerners remained the same. In 1968, another civil rights bill was passed making housing discrimination based on race illegal.
In Georgia, the fight to prevent integration lasted well into the 70s and “equal treatment”, depending on who you ask, did not begin happening until the 80s. The story Sherrod was telling took place in 1982, and people are calling her racist for suggesting that she did not give help to the very fullest of her ability to a white man, even though – in the end – she did help him save his farm? I’m a white person, and to me it still looks like the racism is coming from the white side. Fox and friends are pulling a “how dare you!?” because she wasn’t giving full service to a white during a time when black Americans were just beginning to experience what more fair treatment felt like. After hundreds of years of oppression, this woman is racist because – even though she did save the man’s farm – she did not do so to the absolute best of her ability. If these idiots had taken the time to see the full video, they would also see that she continued on to tell of what she learned from all of this: to put race aside. She said that although race will always exist, it should not matter.
While listening to this debate and seeing conservatives such as O’Reilly, Hannity, Beck and others condemn this woman for “hate-filled” remarks of “blatant” racism, I couldn’t help but think that these same people had no such reaction to Nikky Haley and Barack Obama being called “rag heads” because Haley is Indian and Obama has a Muslim middle name. Jake Knots, the republican state senator who made the statement said it was a joke as if that somehow makes it okay (kind of like Palin saying it was okay to call someone a “retard” as long as such a statement is made in a satirical setting). By that argument, the only thing Shirley Sherrod needs to do is to say “It was all a joke” and they should immediately begin laughing it off with her. By that argument, anyone can say any hateful thing to anyone as long as they say it was a joke when they are criticized for it.
Conservatives these days are taking hate to a new level and when they aren’t using their faith to justify such acts, they start crying “well they did it/said it too!” Isn’t that the type of thing parents teach their five-year-olds not to do? I’m happy that the vast majority of the people I know and closely associate with don’t have such views. Between the anti-gay, anti-Muslim, anti-foreign, anti-“different” sentiments, statements and laws, and an undivided stance from the republican side to prevent access to healthcare for all Americans and to prevent the extension of jobless benefits to hard-working people during a recession while calling Obama Hitler for allowing the Bush tax cuts for the wealthy to expire, the conservatives not only lost me, they elicited my full opposition and disapproval.
And My Thoughts Wander On...
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
39.
Despite popular belief, there are many more ways to reduce the deficit other than cutting taxes for the wealthy, eliminating any form of welfare, cutting education spending, treating large corporations more like people than the people who elected you, and using $2000 of your party's money at some shady bondage club! Yeah, I said it! As evil as it may be, technology, or rather the use of technology, may actually - in addition to being better for the world in general - save us money. Now, I realize that for some readers I have already crossed the line and entered into the realm of "beyond offensive" but just hear me out.
The Congressional Budget Office just recently announced that the proposed "climate bill" would reduce the national deficit by $19 billion dollars (that's $19,000,000,000)! It may be that what the CBO says is only true and nonpartisan when certain members of our legislative body deem it so, but let's use that long lost skill of imagination and common sense and examine the oh-so-unlikely possibility that they may know what they're talking about.
Those who oppose the bill do so because "we aren't ready" and because they don't want to increase the deficit. Now that it has surfaced that this bill not only won't increase the deficit, but will actually decrease it, that eliminates the main problem. Despite this, I know that before voting time, during the drawn out filibustering process that will likely reduce the bill to something that gives people in Suffolk County Massachusetts an extra cent for recycled aluminum cans, every single person opposed to the bill will without flinching say that they are opposed to the bill because it will increase our "crippling deficit." Yep, they will straight up lie about it. And to make matters worse, half of their constituents will believe them because their beloved senator or representative would never ever tell a lie!
As far as the "we aren't ready" part of the argument, we'll never ever be "ready" for anything different by their arguments. Using a super secret decoder ring I found in a box of Cracker Jacks, I have discovered that "we aren't ready" actually means "I fear I may not get re-elected. A tragedy that would spoil my long-lived period of personal political gain without interest in the well being of the people I represent. I also fear that the oil companies that, more or less, bought my seven homes and pay for my campaigns may be upset by such an action." It is also likely that the religion of those opposed would disapprove of such a narrow-minded vote because, obviously, the fact that there is oil (placed there by divine powers) means that we are morally obligated to drill it.
If we leave out all of the political and monetary issues related to the debate, we are left with the benefits any such bill would bring to the environment. If anyone tries to argue that reducing emissions of poisonous gasses into our atmosphere is a bad thing, then they should try running their car in a closed garage; I'm sure that would change their mind. Now, I'm in no way wishing harm upon anyone, but those same noxious fumes that a car emits in a closed garage are emitted in the open air. Coal, oil and - to some extent - natural gas power plants all produce these gasses that result from combustion. In places like Los Angeles, the dense smog is evidence of such gases and chemicals in the air, but even when they can't be seen they are still there. The amount of these gases in our environment will continue to increase as long as we are allowing them to spew into the air and even if we stop, what we have already put there will not just go away. Is it not possible that it may be less costly to prevent further damage than to repair it later? And that is assuming we will even be able to repair it. Wake up people! Your re-election is not the most important thing to the world. One day you'll be dead and gone and everyone else will be left to clean up your mess.
The Congressional Budget Office just recently announced that the proposed "climate bill" would reduce the national deficit by $19 billion dollars (that's $19,000,000,000)! It may be that what the CBO says is only true and nonpartisan when certain members of our legislative body deem it so, but let's use that long lost skill of imagination and common sense and examine the oh-so-unlikely possibility that they may know what they're talking about.
Those who oppose the bill do so because "we aren't ready" and because they don't want to increase the deficit. Now that it has surfaced that this bill not only won't increase the deficit, but will actually decrease it, that eliminates the main problem. Despite this, I know that before voting time, during the drawn out filibustering process that will likely reduce the bill to something that gives people in Suffolk County Massachusetts an extra cent for recycled aluminum cans, every single person opposed to the bill will without flinching say that they are opposed to the bill because it will increase our "crippling deficit." Yep, they will straight up lie about it. And to make matters worse, half of their constituents will believe them because their beloved senator or representative would never ever tell a lie!
As far as the "we aren't ready" part of the argument, we'll never ever be "ready" for anything different by their arguments. Using a super secret decoder ring I found in a box of Cracker Jacks, I have discovered that "we aren't ready" actually means "I fear I may not get re-elected. A tragedy that would spoil my long-lived period of personal political gain without interest in the well being of the people I represent. I also fear that the oil companies that, more or less, bought my seven homes and pay for my campaigns may be upset by such an action." It is also likely that the religion of those opposed would disapprove of such a narrow-minded vote because, obviously, the fact that there is oil (placed there by divine powers) means that we are morally obligated to drill it.
If we leave out all of the political and monetary issues related to the debate, we are left with the benefits any such bill would bring to the environment. If anyone tries to argue that reducing emissions of poisonous gasses into our atmosphere is a bad thing, then they should try running their car in a closed garage; I'm sure that would change their mind. Now, I'm in no way wishing harm upon anyone, but those same noxious fumes that a car emits in a closed garage are emitted in the open air. Coal, oil and - to some extent - natural gas power plants all produce these gasses that result from combustion. In places like Los Angeles, the dense smog is evidence of such gases and chemicals in the air, but even when they can't be seen they are still there. The amount of these gases in our environment will continue to increase as long as we are allowing them to spew into the air and even if we stop, what we have already put there will not just go away. Is it not possible that it may be less costly to prevent further damage than to repair it later? And that is assuming we will even be able to repair it. Wake up people! Your re-election is not the most important thing to the world. One day you'll be dead and gone and everyone else will be left to clean up your mess.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
38.
For years I was happy with the fact that I was not a very political person. As time goes on, however, I realize that it is almost my obligation to be informed and to make opinions on the information I have. It may be true that the squeaky wheel gets the oil, but it isn't the one that needs it. It seems that nowadays adults - "mature" adults - are better at fake-crying than babies are. And they cry for no other reason than to defend their bigoted views and have them cemented into the fabric of society through law.
If one looks up the word "liberal" in the dictionary, he will find - among many others - the following results: 1. favorable to progress or reform, as in political or religious affairs. 2. free from prejudice or bigotry; tolerant. 3. open-minded or tolerant, esp. free of or not bound by traditional or conventional ideas, values, etc.
If one looks up the word "conservative" in the same dictionary, he will find the following: 1. Favoring traditional views and values; tending to oppose change. 2. traditional in style or manner; avoiding novelty or showiness. 3. disposed to preserve existing conditions, institutions, etc., or to restore traditional ones, and to limit change.
Now, I understand that some people are scared of new things and scared of change in general, but when it comes to the advancement and - in a sense - the survival of our nation, I have no sympathy for them. Change is a part of life and no matter how much someone hangs onto the past, they will never get back to it.
On the "tolerance" issue, it is disgusting how people thing it is justified to limit the rights of others just because they are different or have different beliefs. It has happened for a long time, with natives, blacks, women, the handicapped... When will people look to their neighbors who preach "peace on earth, god loves us all, and anyone who isn't a white, protestant christian, heterosexual who wears a tie to work is going to burn in hell for eternity" and not be afraid to tell them how disgusting of a human being they are? I have no problem with it. When attacked they will claim "it's a free country" or "I have the freedom of speech." If that's the case, then what is it that gives them that right but doesn't to all of the people whose rights they are trying to take away? The problem is that too many people remain neutral and that too many liberals are passive and think it is better to just stay out of the debate. We have come to a point where we can no longer afford to do that. We can no longer be afraid to call out someone else's faults and erroneous views, if those faults and views will hurt others. I'm done being passive. If people want to hold the world back, let them try, but I'm going to keep moving forward.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
37.
2009 has passed and with it all of the bad memories may fade away while the good ones hide somewhere in the back of our minds. This year is off to a very cold start, but by no means an unhappy one. In previous years I may have contemplated far in advance what I'm going to do this year and the next, but this time I have no idea what I'm going to do or what's going to happen. The only thing I know is where I am, who I am, and that everything will be alright in the end.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
36.
It was just over a year ago when I first started writing this blog and - like with most things that are new to people - I payed much more attention to it then. I guess I've become much more busy than I was last year, but, more than that, I don't think I fully understand my feelings and thoughts as well as I used to. One would think that given the change in my situation since then, the opposite would be true. Some say that a person in the closet is "lying to himself" but the more I think about it, the more I realize that's not quite true. There is a large difference between lying to yourself and lying to others. I think it's perfectly possible for a person to be comfortable with himself or herself and still not want others to know certain things about them; maybe they don't feel it's necessary that anyone knows. I hardly believe that's the only element involved in my more-limited expression of thought, but I do see now that stability in ones life does not necessarily suggest stability in one's mind. We all, at times, find ourselvevs in situations that require self-censorship and maybe (subconsciously) I feel that an outward expression of my ideas is not warranted by my current situation or desired by others. I know that the likelihood that very many people will ever see this is low, yet I still write here. Whatever the case, I want to try to write more frequently. It not only allows me to vent, but also allows me to go back and review previous thoughts that I may have forgotten and follow my own thought process; it can help me better understand myself.
Friday, October 23, 2009
35.
Time is flying by and I feel that I will - at some point - need to slow done and better digest everything that is going on around me. We all seem to get in a routine of just going through the motions of the day-to-day and never actually actively enjoying what is going on around us. At times it seems life becomes monotonous and every day is the same thing from dawn to dusk, but there is something unique in each day and, though they may not always stand out, it is the summation of these small, unique events that makes life interesting and beautiful.
These little events may be something as small as seeing a spider spin a web on the way to work or class in the morning, talking to someone you don't know (and never will) about something random on the bus as if you've known them forever, or doing any one of a million things that might make someone else look up and smile for a moment even though things may not be so great for them at the moment and you, in turn, might smile too. Some may define life as the total elapsed time between birth and death, but I believe if all of the things that happen every day without change are reduced to singular events and shuffled in with the unique experiences that we can get a better picture of what life is all about.
When I was a little kid, I could sit by a pond for hours watching tadpoles swim around. And, after school, it would excite me to be able to bring them bread and watch them grow. It was so fascinating how they grew little legs then little arms and then, one day they were gone. I might have been disappointed when I first got to the shore and realized it, but I was happy to have watched them grow. Another time I grew moths from caterpillars; the story goes the same way. Things are so much different now, though. Nobody stops and looks at tadpoles anymore. We look at frogs and we look at moths and butterflies and we don't think (or even care to think) about how they got to be what they are. Maybe these things are not interesting to us because they are no longer something new and any "magic" that our young imaginations used to conjure up to explain things has been dispelled by logic. Sometimes, I want to be illogical though. I want to imagine and dream like I did when I was a child, and I want to say "maybe" instead of "yes" or "no."
I think we should all live more lightheartedly. We should be more imaginative and pause to notice and appreciate all the little things that go on around us every day through the fog of our busy lives. Though half of progress may be through hard work and logic, I believe the other half is through dreams and imagination. This is obvious when you consider that there are many things (cars, radios, TVs, etc.) that are part of our lives now that have not been around forever; at one point they had to be dreamed of in the minds of men and women who were not scared to be "illogical."
These little events may be something as small as seeing a spider spin a web on the way to work or class in the morning, talking to someone you don't know (and never will) about something random on the bus as if you've known them forever, or doing any one of a million things that might make someone else look up and smile for a moment even though things may not be so great for them at the moment and you, in turn, might smile too. Some may define life as the total elapsed time between birth and death, but I believe if all of the things that happen every day without change are reduced to singular events and shuffled in with the unique experiences that we can get a better picture of what life is all about.
When I was a little kid, I could sit by a pond for hours watching tadpoles swim around. And, after school, it would excite me to be able to bring them bread and watch them grow. It was so fascinating how they grew little legs then little arms and then, one day they were gone. I might have been disappointed when I first got to the shore and realized it, but I was happy to have watched them grow. Another time I grew moths from caterpillars; the story goes the same way. Things are so much different now, though. Nobody stops and looks at tadpoles anymore. We look at frogs and we look at moths and butterflies and we don't think (or even care to think) about how they got to be what they are. Maybe these things are not interesting to us because they are no longer something new and any "magic" that our young imaginations used to conjure up to explain things has been dispelled by logic. Sometimes, I want to be illogical though. I want to imagine and dream like I did when I was a child, and I want to say "maybe" instead of "yes" or "no."
I think we should all live more lightheartedly. We should be more imaginative and pause to notice and appreciate all the little things that go on around us every day through the fog of our busy lives. Though half of progress may be through hard work and logic, I believe the other half is through dreams and imagination. This is obvious when you consider that there are many things (cars, radios, TVs, etc.) that are part of our lives now that have not been around forever; at one point they had to be dreamed of in the minds of men and women who were not scared to be "illogical."
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
34.
It's been a month since I last wrote and though I'm fairly certain it's been longer than that then anything I've written has been read, it often helps me to clear my mind if i write down my thoughs. Classes have begun and I feel that this semester will be a challenging, but passible, one and I am prepared to work hard for a few months.
It seems like every day I notice things about people that makes it easier to read people. Sometimes when we want things or expect things and other people don't provide them we see it as an attack or offence when it actually may be lack of action all together. We, in our routines, sometimes believe that others have the same motives we do when in reality everyone is driven by something different. I guess that's why it's best that everyone focuses on himself first and then others. I, however, almost exclusively put the needs of others first; making people happy makes me happy. Maybe I should work on that, but I suppose as long as things continue going well I shouldn't dwell on it too much.
It seems like every day I notice things about people that makes it easier to read people. Sometimes when we want things or expect things and other people don't provide them we see it as an attack or offence when it actually may be lack of action all together. We, in our routines, sometimes believe that others have the same motives we do when in reality everyone is driven by something different. I guess that's why it's best that everyone focuses on himself first and then others. I, however, almost exclusively put the needs of others first; making people happy makes me happy. Maybe I should work on that, but I suppose as long as things continue going well I shouldn't dwell on it too much.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
33.
I couldn't sleep so I thought it would be an appropriate time for an entry. I recently found a quote i had written down sometime in ninth or tenth grade that said "The world is not a place where you can sit and watch things pass by; it is a place where you must get up and make them pass by." I suppose that statement is somewhat cliche, but thinking about it further i wonder if it might even be a bit naive. Though we would certainly like to make things happen in our own lives, and though we definitely can make things happen, the amount of control we have over the big picture is limited. Sometimes life trying to make things happen is the best we can do and there's nothing wrong with that. The most important thing is that we do try. There are many people in the world that try to point others (sometimes unknowingly) in the wrong direction. Sometimes it is tough to see through smile and promises to the truth. We must all, therefore, try to do what we believe - or know - is right even if it's the more difficult or less clear course of action.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
32.
It's been quite some time since I posted, and given the significance (to me at least) of my previous post, a follow up seems only appropriate. As I sit here in San Sebastián, Puerto Rico, listening to the insects and coquíes, and feeling the warm breeze of the fan, it's quite simple for me to reflect on the past month and just how much has actually happened. I have seen that something I've been scared of, something that I thought was a big deal, hasn't really affected the way anyone views me. I found that everyone I felt was a good friend, was - in fact - a good friend, and that love and friendship go (as I believed before) far beyond the surface. I also have seen what love is truly like and continue to see what it is like and it's much more than I could have ever imagined and I carry it with me always.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
31.
I've always been a fairly confident person - and a fairly brave one - but until recently I've had trouble facing up to one major aspect of who I am. Coming to terms with myself has not been easy and for nearly nine years I have been scared of it. Looking back, I never expected to be open about my sexuality, but I was young and unreasonably fearful of the opinions of others. In January of this year, I met someone who would change all of this; someone who I knew I could be happy with and I knew that it was something special and worth changing for. As the months have passed, I've slowly become more and more comfortable with the aspect of being gay and being out and I have seen that people aren't as disapproving as I feared. I have seen that good friends remain good friends no matter what.
I've always understood what love was, and have known what it is and how it works; I've known the general nature of it. Feeling it is completely different. Feeling so connected to someone is very special and knowing that someone cares about you just as much as you care about them is one of the best feelings in the world. It was love that help me overcome my fear because I knew that no matter what happened, I would still have that.
Looking back, I find myself wishing I had been open about it a long time ago because then at this point I would have nothing to hide and things might flow more smoothly. At the same time, I think this process may have made us (myself for sure) stronger. I suppose I just needed a reason and now I found it (or maybe it found me!). Putting all thoughts and regrets aside, I believe my life can be more fulfilling than ever now and I look forward to whatever lies ahead of me. As with many situations, late is better than never and I'm just lucky that someone was willing to be patient with me and give me a chance.
Thank you to all of my friends who have always been there for me and who continue to do so. You know who you are.
I've always understood what love was, and have known what it is and how it works; I've known the general nature of it. Feeling it is completely different. Feeling so connected to someone is very special and knowing that someone cares about you just as much as you care about them is one of the best feelings in the world. It was love that help me overcome my fear because I knew that no matter what happened, I would still have that.
Looking back, I find myself wishing I had been open about it a long time ago because then at this point I would have nothing to hide and things might flow more smoothly. At the same time, I think this process may have made us (myself for sure) stronger. I suppose I just needed a reason and now I found it (or maybe it found me!). Putting all thoughts and regrets aside, I believe my life can be more fulfilling than ever now and I look forward to whatever lies ahead of me. As with many situations, late is better than never and I'm just lucky that someone was willing to be patient with me and give me a chance.
Thank you to all of my friends who have always been there for me and who continue to do so. You know who you are.
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