http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/18/opinion/saving-a-soldier-encouraging-terror.html?ref=opinion
The article I found was called "Saving a Soldier, Encouraging Terror" and it was about how Israel is trading prisoners that they are holding captive for Israelis that have been captured. In one case, Israel released 1027 Palestinian prisoners for its own Sergeant Shalit. The author, Walter Reich, feels that Israel is just welcoming more kidnappings and abuductions because other countries and groups of people know that they will be able to get much more in return for the person's release. The reason Israel is doing this is because they want to make their people feel more devoted to their country because their country is doing everything in its power to keep people "safe" and return people back to Israel.
I really enjoyed how this piece was written because the author interlaced his opinion through his story without it blatantly impacting the amount of facts in this article. He used a large amount of logic to ration his opinion which contrasted interestingly with the overwhelming pathos in this article. The examples that he used were very specific, which made him much more believable, and he obviously had done extensive research in addition to his viewing of Israeli conditions in person. Between the arguments of parents being happy to finally see their abducted kids returning and Israel trying to help its people, Reich weaved more logic about how these actions will only welcome more abductions. I feel that through his logic and interlacing of opinion, Reich was able to compose a truly eloquent piece of journalism that was an interesting viewpoint at Israel's attempt to better itself.
"Use what talent you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best."
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
To Hear or Not To Hear?
Throughout the documentary Sound and Fury, many different people gave their opinions and reasoning for why a child should or should not get a cochlear implants. After watching this film, I feel that cochlear implants are positive concepts that should at the very least be considered for all children born deaf.
I know that I am not a part of the deaf Discourse, so people may think that my opinion shouldn't be considered as much, but I have an aunt who works at a school with many deaf children, so I have had some experiences with the deaf culture. I have also always found American Sign Language to be a very interesting and unique way of communication, so that would be sad to lose if all deaf people became hearing. I think that if a child was to get a cochlear implant, they would still be able to retain their culture and language without transferring completely to the hearing world.
Many of the arguments for getting a child a cochlear implant were very logical. In addition to the emotion and ethics that this decision calls for, the logic is probably the most important. Since the implant is a surgical procedure, it should not be taken lightly. There has been plenty of proof that most deaf people, especially when implanted as children, regain a significant enough amount of hearing for the surgery to be worth it. Even when people aren’t deliberately discriminating against the deaf, there are going to be many opportunities the deaf will miss out on.
Deaf people can generally only communicate with others who are deaf. According to the U.S. National Center for Health Statistics, less than 500,000 people in the U.S. are completely deaf in both ears. Since this is such a small portion of the millions of people in our country, deaf people have a hard time finding people that they can relate to outside of deaf family members. School is harder because the child either has to find a deaf school (which generally does not produce a quality education) or a personal translator to interpret for them in a normal class. In addition, communication problems can make finding work and moving up in ranking much more difficult, if possible at all.
Almost all the people in the film remembered or thought about how deaf people are teased. Growing up is hard enough with being constantly tormented for something a child can’t help. These are just a few of the reasons arguing for a cochlear implant.
Why wouldn’t parents want their children to gain so many more of these opportunities? As it was portrayed in the movie, people might feel that the child will lose their deaf culture and look down upon other deaf people. The thing is, the cochlear implant does not make the person hearing, it only makes it possible to hear at certain times with the use of the implant. I think that a child should learn how to speak normally, then they can learn sign language when they’re older if they so choose. I think that people will be interested in their true heritage, and then they will know what to do (signing and deaf culture) if their hearing ever goes away again.
I personally felt that some of the reasons relatives give in the film against the cochlear implant were more selfish than anything. They argued that the child wouldn’t like them anymore and that they were ashamed of the deaf culture. This seems like these relatives only want the kid to be deaf so that they had more people to talk to and relate to, even if it was harder for the kid in the long run.
I feel that the cochlear implant is almost always the right choice for a child (unless some other medical reason says otherwise) because of the better future it offers them. Al l the logic points towards cochlear implants being positive, while the arguments against the implant always seem to be personally emotions selfishly getting in the way.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Fear of Crossing Those Awful, Treacherous, High, Deathly Bridges
The first thing of thought of was my fear of crossing over a bridge. I am able to do it, mostly because I've been forced to in my life, but I'm freaking out the whole time. I don't know when or why this fear started, but I have plenty of examples to back up my fear.
My mom worked for the Wisconsin DOT (Department of Transportation) literally since I was born until this past year, and she therefore was very informed about means of transportation such as bridges. I remember very clearly when the I-35W Mississippi River bridge collapsed in August of 2007 that killed 13 people. This incident scared me even more because it showed that a major bridge collapse can occur close to home. I also remember that my mom would come home from work and would tell me about the bridges in Wisconsin that needed to be inspected and possibly changed.
All bridges are are a tiny piece of concrete stretched over a great expanse of water or land. I constantly think, when will it collapse? Will I make it across? every time I go across a bridge. When I'm driving on a bridge, I speed so that I can get over it as fast as possible.
Worse still is biking over a bridge. You can't go as fast as you want most of the time, and one bad turn of the handles can throw you off the edge to your death. This summer I did a charity bike ride and the finish was in Sturgeon Bay. They changed the route this year and made us go over the Sturgeon Bay Bridge. As my luck would have it, the bridge was letting boats through at the time and I was forced to stay on the bridge for almost five minutes, caged in by other bikes and a ton of cars. I was freaking out the whole time and literally peddaled as fast as possible to get off of that death trap.
I feel like I must have been pushed off a bridge in a past life or something, because I honestly cannot pinpoint where my fear of bridges began. No tragic event happened to me, and nothing near my home.
I guess my only option is to simply build a bridge and get over it.
My mom worked for the Wisconsin DOT (Department of Transportation) literally since I was born until this past year, and she therefore was very informed about means of transportation such as bridges. I remember very clearly when the I-35W Mississippi River bridge collapsed in August of 2007 that killed 13 people. This incident scared me even more because it showed that a major bridge collapse can occur close to home. I also remember that my mom would come home from work and would tell me about the bridges in Wisconsin that needed to be inspected and possibly changed.
All bridges are are a tiny piece of concrete stretched over a great expanse of water or land. I constantly think, when will it collapse? Will I make it across? every time I go across a bridge. When I'm driving on a bridge, I speed so that I can get over it as fast as possible.
Worse still is biking over a bridge. You can't go as fast as you want most of the time, and one bad turn of the handles can throw you off the edge to your death. This summer I did a charity bike ride and the finish was in Sturgeon Bay. They changed the route this year and made us go over the Sturgeon Bay Bridge. As my luck would have it, the bridge was letting boats through at the time and I was forced to stay on the bridge for almost five minutes, caged in by other bikes and a ton of cars. I was freaking out the whole time and literally peddaled as fast as possible to get off of that death trap.
I feel like I must have been pushed off a bridge in a past life or something, because I honestly cannot pinpoint where my fear of bridges began. No tragic event happened to me, and nothing near my home.
I guess my only option is to simply build a bridge and get over it.
Friday, September 16, 2011
"Doot do do do do doot doot! Livin' in the USA"
The song that I chose to represent American life today was the song "Livin' In The USA" by The Steve Miller Band. Even though this song was released in 1990, I feel that it still fits America's lifestyle today. The song is generally upbeat with a pretty simple instrumental progression throughout the whole thing. My favorite lines from this song are:
"I see a yellow man, a brown man
A white man, a red man
Lookin' for Uncle Sam
To give you a helpin' hand
But everybody's kickin' sand
Even politicians
We're living in a plastic land
Somebody give me a hand, yeah" (http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/steve+miller+band/livin+in+the+usa_20249173.html)
"I see a yellow man, a brown man
A white man, a red man
Lookin' for Uncle Sam
To give you a helpin' hand
But everybody's kickin' sand
Even politicians
We're living in a plastic land
Somebody give me a hand, yeah" (http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/steve+miller+band/livin+in+the+usa_20249173.html)
Everyone needs help from their neighbors but everyone is causing problems at the same time, it says. "We're living in a plastic land" is true because we're using more plastic than ever, but at the same time trying to reduce our environmental footprint.
A few other lines that I really like are:
"Come on try it, you can buy it, you can leave it next week, yeah
Somebody give me a cheeseburger"
"Come on try it, you can buy it, you can leave it next week, yeah
Somebody give me a cheeseburger"
This shows America’s tendency to buy things and deal with them later. And of course the cheeseburger needs to earn a line. An example of our obesity and health issues, the cheeseburger is probably one of the more symbolic items for our country.
YouTube Clip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxj14ynrSKw&safety_mode=true&persist_safety_mode=1
YouTube Clip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxj14ynrSKw&safety_mode=true&persist_safety_mode=1
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
How Does One Write?
How do I write?
To me writing can be done anywhere, at any time. If you’re suddenly inspired with a story or an experience, write it down! For schoolwork though, it seems easier to write if it’s in the same spot with the same setting each time.
When I get home after sports or whatever I have that night, I will generally leave any writing portion of my homework for last. After finishing Spanish translations and math problems, I will eventually sit down and write. In my room, I have a white, wooden desk with a chair that has a seat made of bungee cords. I always move whatever is on my desk to my bed so that I can spread out across my desk. I am also one of those people who cannot work when it is quiet, no matter how hard I try. If it has to be pure silence (like in class sometimes), I always have a song running through my head, making it hard to concentrate. At home I usually open my window so I can hear the noises from the street. Even if it’s cold, I’ll put on a sweater and shut the blinds so that the wind doesn’t come through as much. Otherwise I’ll pick a playlist on my iPod and just let it run while I work.
Finally I’ll sit down, push some lead through a mechanical pencil and write. More often then not, the first sheet of writing goes in the trash. It’s like anything else; I think you need to warm up before you can really do a fine job. If I’m unable to have these ideal conditions to write in, I can still write anywhere. Whether it’s on the bus home from a soccer game, or happily in my cozy room, I feel that good writing can occur anywhere, it just might not be as easy to get out right away.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Inaugural Words Over Time
After going through a good amount of the lists of the most common inaugural words, there was one aspect that stood out to me. The earliest inaugural addresses contain words such as "government", "people", "country", "citizen", and "right". These addresses generally do not contain words such as "war" and "economy". These presidents seemed to focus more on the people and their role in the country rather than on the more political and economic aspects of the nation.
The more recent presidents used words such as "nation", "work", "world", "America", "American", and "responsibility". Based on these words alone, these presidents chose to focus on America's responsibility to the world, rather than to its own people.
The other thing that I noticed was how the inaugural speeches of presidents who were elected two or more times differed. Generally, the president had one word that was well used in each of his speeches, but the rest changed. These presidents also seemed to use the same word a smaller amount of times in his second or later speech, which makes me think that they assumed people already knew them, so that didn't have to give as much of an inaugural address.
This website was a very unique tool to use because it allowed us to analyze speeches without having to read the actual speech itself. Going by the most used words was interesting because it basically gave you a one or two word description of the president and his goals for his term.
The more recent presidents used words such as "nation", "work", "world", "America", "American", and "responsibility". Based on these words alone, these presidents chose to focus on America's responsibility to the world, rather than to its own people.
The other thing that I noticed was how the inaugural speeches of presidents who were elected two or more times differed. Generally, the president had one word that was well used in each of his speeches, but the rest changed. These presidents also seemed to use the same word a smaller amount of times in his second or later speech, which makes me think that they assumed people already knew them, so that didn't have to give as much of an inaugural address.
This website was a very unique tool to use because it allowed us to analyze speeches without having to read the actual speech itself. Going by the most used words was interesting because it basically gave you a one or two word description of the president and his goals for his term.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Truth & Beauty: A Friendship by Ann Patchett
Almost everyone nowadays knows or has known someone who went through a battle with cancer. Truth and Beauty: A Friendship by Ann Patchett is the story of Ann’s friendship with Lucy Grealy, a fellow author and poet who struggled with cancer for almost all of her life, and how Lucy impacted her forever.
Lucy Grealy was diagnosed with Ewing’s sarcoma when she was under 10 years old and struggled with its impacts throughout the remainder of her life. Her jawbone was removed, and she struggled with the negative body image that it gave her forever. She also had difficulty speaking and swallowing because her remaining facial bone was too fragile to hold more than the six teeth that cancer left her with. This led to her going through many more surgeries on her body so that she could look and hopefully feel “beautiful.” Lucy wrote her own book, Autobiography of a Face, that told this story of her cancer. On the other hand, Ann Patchett wrote Truth & Beauty about the parts of their lives that they shared and their relationship behind Lucy’s cancer treatments.
Both Ann and Lucy attended the same college, Sarah Lawrence, at the same time, but they never became close. After they were both accepted into the esteemed Iowa Writers Workshop, they became roommates and their friendship began to blossom.
This memoir follows the lives of Lucy and Ann through the life they went through together. In addition, Ann also included the letters that they sent each other when they were separated. The theme of this book appeared to me about, as the title suggests, real beauty and what it entails. Lucy Grealy struggled throughout her life with people judging her solely on her looks. From getting plastic surgery to trying any means of getting more than six teeth, Lucy was always one step behind her disease. This part of the book was so powerful that I had to pause a few times because the emotion was so strong. Is there a point where you can’t win? Should Lucy just give up on beating her disease because of all the pain the surgeries are causing her as well as her family and friends?
Lucy was constantly looking for Ann’s reassurance on these matters of love and beauty, relentlessly asking Ann questions to boost her confidence. ‘Do you love me, Ann? Do you love me the most? Do you think I’m pretty? Do you think I’m talented?’ Ann was always there for her, keeping her sane and helping her mentally, physically, and financially.
During her life, Lucy keeps stacking up her medical and school bills, constantly going more and more in debt but never paying any of it back. This leads Ann to describe their relationship using an ant and a grasshopper metaphor where Lucy was the carefree grasshopper, always having fun and doing things last minute, while Ann was the ant who kept moving forward at the same steady pace, always following the beaten path to ensure security. The two struggle to become commended authors throughout the book until Lucy publishes her novel, Autobiography of a Face and Ann eventually publishes The Patron Saint of Liars. From that point, Lucy seems to become more independent and Ann is in less of her life.
Ultimately, fame is not enough for Lucy, and she becomes dependent on OxyContin, which was prescribed to her after her final reconstructive surgery, just like she had earlier in the story with codeine. She also resorts to cutting herself with razor blades, drinking, and taking any pills she could find to cope with the pain she felt inside. Lucy felt that fame because of her face was worth nothing; what she really needed was someone who truly loved her. She found this in Ann who was consistently at her bedside and trying to convince her to give up her drug and alcohol habits. This part was also extremely full of feeling. It was hard for me to understand at first what Ann was getting out of the relationship where she was basically the parent to Lucy’s antics. Conversely, by this point, Ann has painted this picture of Lucy as a lovable, vibrant woman with so much talent to offer the world. I felt that I was right alongside Ann next to the hospital bed, telling Lucy to never give up and to keep on fighting.
By the end of the book, Ann starts hearing from Lucy less and less. Ann tries to convince Lucy to go into a drug rehabilitation program, but Lucy’s health gradually diminishes further and she becomes even more addicted to heroin.
On December 18, 2002, Ann gets a call telling her that Lucy had died of a heroin overdose at the age of 39. The last few pages convey to us that Ann still has Lucy in her dreams and heart, and that she still cannot believe that Lucy is really gone. Ann closes the book with two exceptionally powerful lines: “The sheer force of Lucy’s life convinced me that she would live no matter what. That was my mistake.”
This book really spoke to me because I have known multiple people who have struggled with cancer for years and in the end lost the fight. I felt that it was amazing that even with all the stress and problems that Lucy brought her, Ann was always there, the one unwavering supporter in Lucy’s life. This memoir truly demonstrates the power of friendship and how one person can impact your life forever.
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