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There ya go, folks -- new graphic courtesy of the talented (and Mac friendly) Nathan.
Details, details, details --
2nd Annual Saskatoon Geek Gathering Blogapalooza:
Date: Saturday, August 13 Time: 1pm - until we clear out Place: Meewasin Park (off Spadina Cres., near Lenore Drive) Bring: yourself, anyone else you want (friends/family), your own BBQ/picnic stuff, lawn chairs, games, etc.
There's BBQ pits, playgrounds, picnic tables, and lots of green space here -- and hopefully it won't be too crowded. This gathering will be more laid back and not as loud, since we're not having it at a pub or coffeehouse.
Anyway, mark your calendars and start spreading the word. See you then. |
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A quote from The Mermaid Chair (by Sue Monk Kidd):
"Sometimes I experience God like this Beautiful Nothing," he said. "And it seems then as though the whole point of life is to just rest in it. To contemplate it and love it and eventually disappear into it. And then other times it's just the opposite. God feels like a presence that engorges everything. I come out here, and it seems the divine is running rampant. That the marsh, the whole of Creation, is some dance God is doing, and we're meant to step into it, that's all. Do you know what I mean?" |
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Once again, I'm up way past my bedtime, engrossed in yet another (non-thesis-related) book.
This time it's Sue Monk Kidd's latest, The Mermaid Chair. My mom left this one for me last month. I'm a fan of Kidd, ever since I read her Dance of the Dissident Daughter, months ago. My attraction to her works is due to her desire to reconcile a fundamentalist-evangelical upbringing to an attraction in the feminine aspects of the divine. In many ways, I can relate to that quest.
The Mermaid Chair is part bildungsroman, in that it traces a middle-aged woman's journey from deadened spiritual cold to a self-awakening -- and it's part romance, in that it tells the story of a special relationship that forms in the process. Now I'm not normally a person that enjoys reading conventional fictive romances -- but this one was different, and I found myself engrossed -- and yes, staying up until 5AM to finish it.
For one, it's set in the South. I think I was alleviating much of my homesickness by reading these pages. Everything from watching the Braves play on TBS, to eating shrimp & grits, benne wafers, and the thick salt-laden marsh air helped me remember different aspects of home.
There's also many elements of the story that remind me of some of my own personal issues that I experienced before leaving home for the adventures of the Great White North.
Maybe that's what is keeping me up so late tonight. Isn't it funny how a book can remind you of past feelings in a way that is so intense that you feel like it only happened yesterday? Lately I've been reminded of my past in so many ways -- and the weight of it all is overwhelming. |
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Last post before the long weekend --
The next blogger get-together event is gonna be on Saturday, August 13th, in the afternoon.
More details to be posted later. Leave comments below, and if anyone is inspired to design a graphic for it, that'd be grrrrrreat.
Enjoy Saskatchewan Day long weekend, everyone! |
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If you're looking for an educational distraction (aren't we all), check out the latest online issue of Science magazine. It's their 125th anniversary special, and they've got 125 big questions facing scientists and researchers for the next quarter-century. They've made most of this issue of their magazine open to the public.
Interesting stuff. |
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The internet can be a good thing.
It's brought all sorts of friends into my life that weren't there before. It exposes me to different perspectives of the news, so I'm not stuck hearing any one political party's line towed. Two years while reading another friend's website, I discovered my thesis topic. I'm now able to read about the life events of different family members and friends, while I'm living miles and miles away. Plus, I've got a written record of the last 3 years of my life -- documenting all sorts of changes of mind and heart.
But, then again, the internet can be not so good.
It's distracting -- it's a little too easy to blog or surf, rather than doing what you're "supposed" to be doing. Not only that, but it's time consuming. I can "just check my email" for an hour or more. Plus, there's some awful content on some pages on the Internet.
And then, of course, you've got some trolls who think it's perfectly fine to visit your page, once, and then make a substantive comment on who you are as a person. Either there have been some insightful-at-first-glance people who just happened to stumble upon these cyberpages and comment (not hardly), or there are some jerks whose hobby it is to hand out blanket judgements and stereotypes of people they don't agree with. Or these are just people from my past who'd rather anonymously comment than deal with me in person.
I don't mind people disagreeing with me -- it's what keeps this life interesting. But just as I wouldn't go up to someone I just met and accuse them of hiding a lesbian relationship, being an inadequate graduate student, or a tedious writer -- the anonymity of the internet allows anyone to leave such comments on any one's website. Disagree, but leave the slandering to face-to-face conversations.
It's in moments like these that blogging gets a little tiresome, and not the hobby (and distraction!) it's supposed to be. |
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Who would Jesus torture?
"The Bush administration in recent days has been lobbying to block legislation supported by Republican senators that would bar the U.S. military from engaging in "cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment" of detainees, from hiding prisoners from the Red Cross, and from using interrogation methods not authorized by a new Army field manual." according to the Washington Post. The legislation, which is being sponsored by John McCain and John Warner, is worth calling your senator over. The Bush administration has also opposed legislation by Dick Durbin which prevents prisoners from being sent to other nations which are known torture states. This administration has also opposed an independent investigation into the conditions of prisoners at Gitmo and in other US facilities abroad. At what point can we begin to say that the Bush administration, is objectively speaking, pro-torture? And what does it say about much of the evangelical community that silence or defense has been the response to this news? This is one of the central moral issues which future generations will look back on to see where we stood, as opposed to much the culture war issues which produce so much heat today. The mainline has spoken out on this issue but it's going to take Bush's religious constituency if there is to be an end to such practices.
From here.
History will indeed judge our actions (or inaction) on issues like these. |
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Who's up for another Saskatoon (and surrounding area) bloggers meet? I was thinking about having a picnic in a park somewhere, next month.
Any takers? Leave me a comment below or drop me an email, and I'll get the wheels a-rollin', if there's interest enough. |
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Overheard in our apartment, while watching reruns of Bewitched:
Me: [laughing hysterically]
Him: I'm really glad you don't have her powers -- 'Cause then you'd be constantly wiggling your nose, getting me into all kinds of trouble.
And you know, he's probably right!
(later in that episode:)
Him: Why does the husband always have to be a bumbling idiot, and the wife wise?
Me: Archetypes, baby. Archetypes!
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She lent me an interesting movie to watch -- What the Bleep Do We Know? I'm still wrapping my head around some of the things it had to say.
It's part documentary, part film -- and it studies different theories about quantum physics and biochemistry, and how all these affect us in our everyday lives. I'm no scientist by any stretch of the imagination, but this movie held my humanities-oriented attention.
Don't get me wrong, there are some things mentioned in the film that I don't necessarily buy into -- one of the "experts" on their panel was just plain kooky (turns out she's channelling a 35,000 year old man), but there were a few of the panelists that blew me away.
One thing mentioned in the film is the correlation between water crystals and emotions. Dr. Masaru Emoto discovered that crystals formed in frozen water reveal changes when specific, concentrated thoughts are directed toward them. He found that water from clear springs and water that has been exposed to loving words shows brilliant, complex, and colorful snowflake patterns. In contrast, polluted water, or water exposed to negative thoughts, forms incomplete, asymmetrical patterns with dull colors.
The implications of this research create a new awareness of how we can positively impact the earth and our personal health. The success of his books outside Japan has been remarkable. Dr. Emoto has been called to lecture around the world as a result and has conducted live experiments both in Japan and Europe as well as in the US to show how indeed our thoughts, attitudes, and emotions as humans deeply impact the environment. Interesting stuff -- especially considering the 90% or more of the human body is composed of water.
Anyway, I'd recommend this film if you're looking for something that'll make you think and/or look at the world differently. I think we'll show parts of it to our house church to blow their minds (or, alternatively, piss them off). Should make for an interesting night! |
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You are
Hmm, I'm a masochistic crayon. Explains alot.
Via my sis, who's a McDonald's Burger Grey. (turns out the Mr. is "found in a diaper gold" -- yuck)
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There are always those who take it upon themselves to defend God, as if Ultimate Reality, as if the sustaining frame of existence, were something weak and helpless. These people walk by a widow deformed by leprosy begging for a few paise, walk by children dressed in rags living in the street, and they think, 'Business as usual.' But if they perceive a slight against God, it is a different story. Their faces go red, their chests heave mightily, they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is astonishing. Their resolve is frightening. These people fail to realize that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside. They should direct their anger at themselves.
Yann Martel Life of Pi
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The Cliff-Notes version of my life right now:
- Well, it looks like my PR application is finally being processed in Alberta -- just in time for me to re-apply to extend my Student Authorization (with another couple hundred dollar fee). Good times.
- I've got two pretty lengthy chapters goin' on with my thesis -- the dreaded lit survey and the first analysis chapter (plus an introduction that is working itself into analysis chapters). Tonight I'm starting on the second analysis chapter. I'm also intermittently working on a paper to be published here in September.
Page count: 35+ Motivation count: ~50% (but plugging away!) - Tonight I'm off to experience the newest Mexican/Latin restaurant in town with a good friend -- can't wait!
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They Whose Souls Burn Jalal al-Din Rumi
I look not only at tongue and speech;
I look at the spirit and the inward feeling. I look into the heart to see whether it be lowly...
Enough of phrases and conceits and metaphors! I want burning, burning...
Light up a fire of love in thy soul, Burn all thought and expression away!
Moses, they that know the conventions are of one sort; They whose souls burn are of another. Ever since I've subscribed to the Daily Dig, I get a lovely surprise in my inbox each day. |
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Not much in the mood for blogging -- much real life going on. So, taking a cue from him, here are some contextless links:
- Demonstrating "Grannies" get their day in court:
Nine people are fighting trespassing charges after they were cited at a protest last week in which members of the "Tucson Raging Grannies" tried to enlist in the Army. The group is due in City Court on Monday, where members will argue they were not trespassing because they were "serious about enlisting" despite being decades older than the maximum age for recruits.
They were protesting at the military recruitment center, 2303 E. Speedway, on July 13, as they have done on Wednesdays for the last three years, and then went inside to try to enlist, said Betty Schroeder, 74, one of the grannies. "We went in asking to be sent to Iraq so our kids and grandchildren can be sent home, but rather than listening to us, they called the police," she said. - That group is part of a larger movement, The Raging Grannies.
There's even a group in Saskatoon. Their philosophy:The Raging Grannies are caring older women who use song to protest and raise awareness concerning issues of peace, the environment and social justice. Satirical and serious we are politically conscious but non-partisan. The Raging Grannies dedicate their efforts to children, so that they may live in a peaceful and harmonious world, safe from wars and pollution. Now that's cool. - Rick Santorum was a guest on the Daily Show last night. He's the crazy Republican that thinks the state has the right to dictate birth control use for married couples. I'm still trying to figure out how effective Jon Stewart's interview was with him -- he could have nailed him to the wall a couple times, but instead -- he let Santorum himself show what a jerk he is. More on Santorum here.
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[Warning: potential -- though not really specific -- spoilers about Harry Potter ahead. Well, one bit of dialogue I liked, anyway. REAL story-affecting spoilers I'll save for the comments section alone.]
After an off/on marathon of reading in the last 5-6 hours, I've just finished the most recent Harry Potter book. Now I have to wait another 3-4 years for the series to conclude -- No wonder patience is a virtue.
In the latest installment, there was one conversation between HP and Dumbledore that really moved me:
[don't read further if you don't want semi-spoilers of dialogue]
Background: Harry has a power that Voldemort can never access -- Harry has the ability to love. When he blithely acknowledges this in conversation, Dumbledore says: "Which, given everything that has happened to you, is a great and remarkable thing. You are still too young to understand how unusual you are, Harry."
and then Dumbledore later says this:
Harry! Don't you see? Voldemort himself created his worst enemy, just as tyrants everywhere do! Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realise, that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one who rises against them and strikes back! Voldemort is no different! Always he was on the lookout for the one who would challenge him. He heard the prophecy and he leapt into action, with the result that he not only handpicked the man most likely to finish him, he handed him uniquely deadly weapons!
[...] Harry, despite your privileged insight into Voldemort's world (which, incidentally, is a gift any Death Eater would kill to have), you have never been seduced by the Dark Arts, never, even for a second, shown the slightest desire to become one of Voldemort's followers!
[...]You are protected, in short, by your ability to love! The only protection that can possibly work against the lure of power like Voldemort's! In spite of all the temptation you have endured, all the suffering, you remain pure of heart, just as pure as you were at the age of eleven, when you stared into a mirror that reflected your heart's desire, and it showed you only the way to thwart Lord Voldemort, and not immortality or riches.
Wow -- what a world to lose myself in. And take that moral lesson, religious right! (but don't get me started on the movement to ban these books)
I'll give my spoiler-icious take on the story in the comments below. |
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I have discovered a strange tea flavor, and purchased it in the oddest of places. Tonight while shopping at my local pharmacist, I discovered -- Earl Gray GREEN tea. I was so intrigued I bought a box for its sheer odd combination value alone.
I'll let you know how well (or awful) it tastes.
(though now that I think of it, I have had my share of odd tea flavors -- I once had some "maple green tea" with her.)
It just seems almost unnatural, drinking Earl Gray and Green tea together in one cup. Each deserves a cup of its own! |
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Earlier this weekend, Mr. and me went on a mini-book buying spree. No, we have no real money to spend on books OR the necessary time to give to new reads -- but, our favorite used bookstore is always good to us in trade. Plus, I've now got a connection there who's on the lookout for any good rhetoric/Kenneth Burke books!
We brought in a box of books, and had a magick $35 to spend. And spend we did -- all told, we only spent an extra $4 over the credit we earned.
He bought:
- A Wizard of Earthsea, by Ursula K. LeGuin
- David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens
- and Tom Jones, by Henry Fielding
all part of the Bildungsroman literary genre he's been researching lately. I bought:
- Orality and Literacy, by Walter J. Ong
- The Bonesetter's Daughter, by Amy Tan
- and Rhetorical Criticism: Context, Method, and the Book of Jonah by Phyllis Trible
I was really excited about the latter -- I've been to one of Trible's lectures here at the U, and she's way up there on the feminist theologian list.
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| Blogfest Lite -- the PA contingent |
This afternoon Jerry & I trekked northwards to have lunch with some friends in Prince Albert. Ironically, he was the only one there that wasn't a blogger (well, unless you count the 2 year old & baby that were present). Good times were had by all -- well, in betwixt holding our plates down from the hurricane-force prairie winds. Okay, I exaggerate. (only slightly!) It's funny, if it were not for this little piece of cyber-space, I probably would have never met these funny, deep-but-silly, and amazing people. I'm very thankful for their friendship, and also our little get-together this afternoon. Marc & Dixie, y'all have a great house -- and I'm doubly envious of your basement book wonderland. ( no I didn't take anything, despite my temptations over the Benny Hinn autobiography!) As we drove up, we read this -- it's amazing how fast a roadtrip can be when you're in the middle of a good book, driving the vast prairies, alongside a pretty cute guy. |
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Hah! I did it again.
Tonight we used our brand-new dvd player and picked up some movies to watch. We each picked out the one of our choice -- he chose Finding Neverland, my choice was the Bette Davis classic, All About Eve.
It's funny, because Jerry never believes me when I subject him to various films and tell him they're amazing. Sure, he at first humors me -- but by the end of the movie, he usually has to admit that I was right -- it was indeed a great movie.
This one proved no different. Bette Davis was amazing, of course. The dialogue was snappy and hilarious. The story intricate, and engrossing. We've both since decided this film needs to be on our shelf.
Best line (delivered by Ms. Davis, of course): Funny business, a woman's career, the things you drop on the way up the ladder so you can move faster. You forget you'll need them again when you get back to being a woman. It's one career all females have in common - being a woman. Sooner or later we've got to work at it no matter how many other careers we've had or wanted. And in the last analysis nothing is any good unless you can look up just before dinner or turn around in bed and there he is. Without that you're not a woman. You're something with a French provincial office or a book full of clippings but you're not a woman. Slow, curtain, the end.* Well, that line and this exchange:
Lloyd Richards: You've developed a certain cynicism since you've been married to me. Karen Richards: I developed that cynicism the day I discovered I was different from little boys! Give me an old movie any day.
(disclaimer: *this isn't to say that I necessarily believe a woman isn't a woman without a man in her life, I just happened to like this particular part of the film because I'm a terminal sap.) |
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Random links from my del.icio.us page:
The C-64 Roadtrip -- ah, the many adventures of a Commodore 64 and his boy. A Flickr set.
"Deadly Immunity" -- an article about the perils of immunization by Robert F. Kennedy Jr. He was on the Daily Show this week, and his interview was absolutely riveting -- this article has the same effect. When a study revealed that mercury in childhood vaccines may have caused autism in thousands of kids, the government rushed to conceal the data - and to prevent parents from suing drug companies for their role in the epidemic. - The last episode of 30 Days (for this season) is out. I recently found Spurlock's fiancee's webpage -- Healthy Chef Alex, and she's written a book I'd like to (eventually) read: The Great American Detox Diet. The book discusses how she got her Supersize Me man back into shape after eating a month's worth of processed crap.
- Speaking of which, Andrew Jones has a post on his cruelty-free diet and what he calls a "theology of the body." Cool stuff.
- And finally, World Historical Cheneys. All characterizations based on this clueless statement of his [regarding the current status of things in Iraq]: "I think they're in the last throes, if you will, of the insurgency." My favorite:
Aztec Cheney 1519, TEOTIHUACÃ?N "Stick a fork in 'em, Larry. With Quetzalcoatl and our freedom-loving cannibalism behind us, I can tell you that, errrr, Cortez is in the last throes of this meek genocide." |
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Does your attitude about your body influence the way other people see you?
Speaking of Dove's "Real Women" campaign, a women's magazine recently did a study on body image/perception. Marie Claire made two billboards of a size 14 model, with two different captions. One was confident -- "I think I'm sexy, do you?" and the other was unsure -- "I think I'm fat, do you?"
The results? 55% of the people surveyed agreed she was fat, and 66% agreed she was sexy. No matter what the model "thought" of herself, the majority of people agreed.
So I 'spose it really does matter how you view yourself. My self-image has always been a bit roller-coastery, but lately I'm finding that I'm quite content in my skin -- though don't expect to be seeing billboards of me in my underwear any time soon. |
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Recipe for an almost-perfect night:
- 1 quiet apartment
- 1 fuzzy fleece blanket & set of jammies
- 1 Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince book, read 1/3 through
- 1 thunderstorm omniously lurking outside your window
- 1 grrrl happily avoiding her thesis for the night (after a productive morning)
Add all these ingredients and stir. For effect, wait til the power goes out and read by candlelight for that extra Hogwarts-esque feel.
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Sexist man of the day award? None other than Richard Roeper, of Ebert & Roeper fame. What a pig.
This "chunky woman" is ready to go kick his punk misogynist ass.
(thank you, that is all) |
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I am the QUEEN of distractions -- maybe having wireless isn't such a good idea in my office.
I give you Gmaps Pedometer -- a fun little app that calculates mileage using Gmaps. I figured that my walk to school is approximately: 1.4400759282314615 miles or 2.3175789947196614, give or take a couple hundredths.
(and a little over 1646.9332887742794 miles to walk to New Hope, VA) |
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I decided to check the news back home before I started working on this dreaded chapter. Big mistake.
I just read about Bush's nomination for the Supreme Court, John G. Roberts. (sometimes it's a little surreal living up here, and having this distance away from news back home -- it can be a really good thing, or a bad thing, at times)
I'm more than a little worried about what I've been reading about Judge Roberts.
I suppose it won't come as too shocking of a surprise when I out myself as being pro-choice. I haven't always felt this way, I've had my share of Life-Chains and such in my past. But being pro-choice isn't a position I've come to, lightly. Personally, I don't believe in abortion -- I don't think it would be the right choice for me, and I don't think I could ever go through with it. But that doesn't mean I think it should be outlawed for everyone, just because it doesn't work for me.
Overturning Roe v. Wade and outlawing abortions is NOT going to stop them from being performed -- this is something that has been done for thousands of years. I'm pro-choice in that I believe women should be able to control their bodies to the extent of whether or not they get pregnant. Pro-choice is more than thinking abortion should be legal -- it also means that contraception choices should also remain legal. I've read several accounts of "activist" pharmacists back home who have refused to fill birth control pill prescriptions for women -- citing their own morality. That's not an option.
I suppose my perspective changed on this issue after I left home and started living on my own. I met people who made the difficult choice to have abortions -- so now I had a face to put to the issue. I read historical accounts of women who were maimed or killed due to illegal procedures. I think that safe procedures should be made available for people to access. Morality isn't something that can be legislated, despite what the Bush administration may spout at podiums across the country.
If you're pro-life, then that's okay -- be pro-life. But be pro-life in the cases of the woman, too. I can never understand people who poetically talk about being in favor of a culture of life, but then have no problem shooting doctors or shouting down women as they walk into clinics. Make adoption and other choices more viable, so abortions can be minimized. If you want adoption to happen, then allow same-sex couples the right to have children, and even Catholics.
I can hear the arguments against my own, now. But before getting to those, consider the findings of this recent report: - the number of U.S. women having the procedure is continuing its decade-long drop and stands at its lowest level since 1976
- Six in 10 women who had abortions in 2002 were mothers
- The majority -- 56 percent -- of women who terminate their pregnancies are in their twenties. Teenagers between 15 and 19 make up 19 percent of abortions, although this percentage has dropped substantially in recent years.
- The incidence of abortion spans the economic spectrum, but low-income women [living below the poverty line] are overrepresented among those having the procedure.
- Almost 90 percent of abortions are performed in the first trimester -- with most performed before nine weeks. Less than 1 percent of abortions are done after 24 weeks.
Complete report here. Judge Roberts has argued before the Supreme Court that Roe v. Wade was "wrongfully decided and should be overruled." If you're more interested in Judge Roberts and his rulings in the past, there are some good posts about him here, Wiki entry here, and a detailed report on his past rulings and why he's one "activist judge" that should not be on the Court. Looks like I'll be sending a letter or two to my senators while I'm writing thank-you notes tonight. |
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As much as I hate to admit it, I may be a morning person -- at least in the summertime. When it's daylight out, my body wants to be awake. Granted, when it's December and it won't be light until after 9am, I'm sure I'll go back into my vampire/nightowl mode.
So the US Congress extended daylight savings time for another two months -- that means it'll run until the end of November now. This means I'll have to keep negotiating a two hour time difference whenever I call back home. On Canada NOW (our version of the Today Show), one of the guys said -- "now only those in Saskatchewan will really know what time it is." Heh. I suppose there is a benefit to not participating in daylight savings time.
I started reading Harry Potter last night. I purposefully left it at home while I work at school today, I know the temptation to read it would be greater than any desire I have to write. Now the tricky part is avoiding spoilers and not reading it too fast (and ending the experience of it too soon).
Now this has gotta hurt. |
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Truth is indeed stranger than fiction -- I give you the updated US Christian Flag:
 Nope, not a FARK'd pic, but actually legit, believe it or not. The website reads, " Let us make a Wave Offering to our Lord!" Now that's funny. From SoMA's article: I’ll put this one in the I’m-a-Christian-but-not-that-kind-of-Christian category. A religious troupe in Maryland now sells a Christian Flag of the United States of America. According to the website they’re “loving [their] Jesus in the U.S. of A.” And they’ve got a flag to prove it. The flag features an eagle carrying a blood-stained cross (“the American Christian taking the gospel around the world”); 50 stars around the border (“US Christians banding together to protect [their] right to preach the gospel”); and some apocalyptic punch courtesy of the Gospel of Matthew and King James (“And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world…and then shall the end come” – chapter 24, verse 14). The gold-fringed edition goes for 50 God-trusting bucks. Who, I wondered, could possibly have come up with such a blatant testament to the audacity of the evangelical spirit? The article is by Will Braun, an editor of the up-and-coming magazine Geez which I've already blogged about ( and subsequently subscribed to). It's a scary time down south. This article is packed full of Dominionism, Religio-Republicanism, and other scary tidbits to keep you up at night -- and it's all straight from the horse's mouth, so to speak. The author of the article actually emailed the creator of the flag for her insights behind its construction, and bases his article on that and the propaganda on her website. It's reasons like these that make me wary of the title "Christian." Read the article, and pay special attention to its closing battle-cry: Religio-imperialism and Republicans go hand in hand, but the answer to its smug arrogance does not lie in politics. Dominionism and super-powered religion will not be conquered by plopping God on a Democratic donkey. The issue is far bigger than a mere partisan standoff and, although the Christian Right would loudly deny it, even bigger than God’s Chosen Country, the good old U.S.A. Humanity needs something deeper, richer, more meaningful. We need to organize and imagine a global village with a rich spiritual commons. We need to address the effects of the AIDS pandemic on the collective human spirit. We need creativity that calls humanity to drink of beauty, not Coca-Cola. We need an abundance of gentleness. We need a more humble face of Christianity than that of Mr. Bush. We need poetry and melody in response to rhetoric…and then shall the beginning come. Now there's something I can pledge to. |
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Our generation can end extreme poverty on the planet simply by following through on our promises. The United States (and other high-income countries) has pledged repeatedly to give aid to the poorest countries in the amount of 70 cents for every $100 of our national income. This is known as the "0.7 percent commitment."
Right now the United States gives only 15 cents per $100, less than 1/4 of what we've promised. With the promised amount of aid, the poorest countries could afford immunizations, antimalaria bed nets, fertilizers, irrigation pumps, school meals, rural roads and electricity, and other resources to escape from poverty, disease, and hunger.
As a result, the deaths of millions of children every year would be averted. Farmers in Africa would grow twice as much food per acre, reducing hunger. The amount of violence would also fall sharply, since recent conflicts in Sudan, Liberia, Ethiopia, and elsewhere have been fueled by desperation and hunger. All this can be accomplished for just 70 cents out of every $100 of our income, surely the greatest bargain on the planet.
from The End of Poverty Jeffery Sachs Another quote encountered while on the cross-trainer this morning in the gym. I saw newsclips of this guy on The National a few weeks ago, and was riveted by what he was saying. Jordon linked to Sach's address to the Foreign Affairs committee from April of this year. The transcript is worth the read -- and I may have to ask him nicely to see if I can borrow Sach's book.
In other news, while I was trying to get my laptop wireless-network saavy on campus, it turns out the entire Engineering building was evacuated and closed for the day. ALL of my stuff is in my pathetic little grad student carrell. I'm off to go play secret agent man and retrieve my things! |
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This is my kind of gym. While working out, I'm reading some interesting material -- and then I can get off the machine and instantly blog it. Oy, I am a geek.
Compassion isn't simply opening a spigot and coating everything in a treacly, all-purpose goo. It requires a gut hunch that whatever I do unto others, I do unto myself. It calls for appreciating not only what comforts us but what pierces us ... It's why the sweetest people are often those who have been the most wounded by life. They know what it feels like and almost can't help but care.
from Field Notes on the Compassionate Life by Marc Ian Barash
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From today's Daily Dig:
always be open e.e. cummings
may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living whatever they sing is better than to know and if men should not hear them men are oldmay my mind stroll about hungry and fearless and thirsty and supple and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong for whenever men are right they are not young and may myself do nothing usefully and love yourself so more than truly there’s never been quite such a fool who could fail pulling all the sky over him with one smile |
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Part II of PBS' Religion and Ethics NewsWeekly report on the emerging church is now online. If you don't have access to high-speed, there's also a transcript of the show you can read, rather than watch.
Interesting stuff. This particular segment of the report is more McLaren-heavy, of which I have no complaints. With one of the gift certificates we got from our reception, we picked up his book A Generous Orthodoxy, as our latest literary conquest.
This report pitts Brian McLaren against one of his most outspoken critics, D.A. Carson. You can really see the difference in ideologies after watching this report -- you can guess which direction I lean more towards. Anyway, I have much more to say about this, but alas, I have writing awaiting me. |
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Puttin' my money where my mouth is (well, so to speak) --
I'm volunteering at the Fringe Festival this year. This is my very-favorite city festival, and I'm more than willing to help out. So if you see a particularly cute and excited grrrl handing you some tickets at the Refinery, you'll know who I am.
Very excited. |
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| Mmmm... my hair smells like a fire pit. I love that. |
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Via patrick in the comments, he mentions this essay, in response to the London attacks:
Now comes the so-called official response. Predictably, George W. Bush proclaimed that the War on Terror goes on. Conservative frother Rush Limbaugh got on the radio and made a few remarkable rhetorical contortions. To wit: The G8 summit, which was apparently the target of these attacks, is a liberal summit. Yes, you read that right. He called it a "leftist summit" aimed at achieving leftist goals like saving Africa ("Again," he said) and stopping global warming, and so this was an attack on leftists who will now attack Bush.
The idea that the G8 is a leftist organization is a new one to me. I must have missed a memo somewhere. Apparently, the three billion people who went out last weekend to ask the G8 to do the right thing likewise missed the memo. Other conservative commentators rushed to microphones to proclaim that if we had all been standing shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Bush, this London attack would never have happened. Never underestimate the ability of the right-wing to use tragedy as a means of beating on people they don't agree with.
I am a little wiser nowadays, and perhaps a little more callous because of that wisdom. My first response was horror, and my second was a sense that the British people have the strength to endure this. My third response was to marvel at the news coverage. Four bombings, more than thirty dead, hundreds more wounded? In London, it is a terrifying, enraging, appalling act of despicable violence that must be immediately avenged.
In Iraq, they call events like this "Tuesday."
Tens of thousands of people have been killed and wounded in Iraq by way of deadly bombings that have been taking place every single day. These Iraqi people are no different from the Londoners who perished today. Their skin is darker perhaps, and they pray to a different God, but they have families and children and dreams and they die just as horribly as their British counterparts. Yet they earn perhaps a few sentences on the back page of the paper, and virtually no comment from the members of the international community which gunned up the invasion of Iraq in the first place.
Ouch.
But maybe this is truer than we'd like it to be -- in Iraq in the last week alone, 170 people were killed by suicide bombers, and 20 or more of those were children. And to be honest, I bet that number is on the lower scale of things, especially considering the US stopped taking count of civilian casualties a few months after invading.
I'm not diminishing the tragedies in London -- they are real, and should not have occured. There are hundreds, thousands of people mourning the losses -- or even just the experience -- of being attacked.
But how do the people of Iraq feel? I've before been told that the media is only showing the negative side of things in Iraq -- that there is much good going on, but not being reported. I think the opposite.
If we knew even a fraction of the terror most of those people go through on a daily basis, I think we would dramatically reconsider our position on this "war on Terror." |
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If I weren't a Christian, and I kept seeing Christian leaders on television more concerned with money, fame, and power than with grace, love, and social justice, I wouldn't want to believe in God at all. I really wouldn't. The whole thing would make me want to walk away from religion altogether because, like I was saying about Santa Claus, their god must be an idiot to see the world in such a one-sided way.
The god who cares so much about getting rich must not have treasures stored up in heaven, and the god so concerned about getting even must not have very much patience, and the god who cares so much about the West must really hate the rest of the world, and that doesn't sound like a very good god to me. The televangelist can have him for all I care.
You know, the real problem with God-impostors is that they worship a very small god, a god who exists simply to validate their identities. This god falls apart as soon as you touch him, as soon as you start asking very basic questions about the sanctity of all human life, the failure of combat mentality, and the lustful love of power.
[...] I tell you all this only to say I came back to God. All the complexity about life was begging for an explanation; and me actually being god wasn't answering many questions. And so in a way, I left the old god of easy answers, the god who was always wanting me to be rich or wanting my country to be better than other countries or, for that matter, for me to be better than you. I left that god the preachers talk about on television and the politicians mention in their prayers.
But I left room open for another God, a God who might explain my existence, explain the complexity of my hands and feet and feelings and the very strange and mysterious fact that even as I type this I am breathing.
from Searching for God Knows What Donald Miller
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"Even Islamic terrorists don't hate America like liberals do. They don't have the energy. If they had that much energy, they'd have indoor plumbing by now." - Ann Coulter |
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Mr. grrrlmeetsworld is home right now in a lot of pain. He had an emergency chiropractic appointment, and his doctor told him to stay home from work for the next two days. It's hard seeing him hurt so badly, and knowing that there's not much I can do about it -- and yes, it makes it awfully hard to concentrate on thesis-writing when I know I'm needed more with the one I love. Priorities, I guess.
I told myself that I wouldn't start the next Harry Potter book until I've got this chapter draft done. HP should be here by Monday or Tuesday, but highly doubtful my draft will be (at this rate). Combine this with the middle of July -- ack!
Anyway, all thoughts/prayers/good mojo sent up this way would be appreciated. We're both in the midst of melancholy. |
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| Overall, Your Observation Skills Get: C+ | You tend to notice the big things in life... But the details aren't exactly your forte |
Oy -- but I suppose it fits along with my personality. |
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Very fun evening -- we checked out the Taste of Saskatchewan festival with him. Now this is my kind of festival -- lots of food to choose from, outside in the open air, free live music, and lots of food.
I'm what's known as a "sampler." I like to try lots of different types of food -- and not necessarily in large quantities. I'm just as happy having a bite or two of different dishes than I am having a whole plate of something. So I was right in my element in this festival.
It was hubby and I's first time going, so we bought 10 tickets and went crazy. We tried some vegetarian samosas from Taj Mahal, schnizel from a German place, duck spring rolls from the Samurai, and two different desserts -- a fried Mars bar and a piece of Saskatoon berry pie. The verdict? The samosas were the best (I've already hinted at a possible anniversary dinner date at the Taj sometime in the near future). The fried Mars bar? Let's just say I can now say that I've tried one -- but it's highly doubtful there will be more in my future. Anyway, it was a fun way to spend $20 bucks.
Tomorrow I found out that one of my favorite local performers is playing the free stage -- Megan Lane. She's on at 5pm. Anyone want to catch her with me?
The rest of the evening was spent watching two silly boys jam on various instruments, and then a late night coffee with two great people.
All in all, not a bad night for a girl who's lost her social-butterfly status. |
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I don't know what it is, but I can never eat bananas fast enough in our apartment. Maybe it's because my standards for banana eating are too high (not too green, but definitely not too yellow/brown) or if it's because we live in Saskatchewan, and by the time we get the bananas, they're already on their last leg.
Regardless, I'm usually stuck with a bunch of depressed, on-the-last-leg looking bananas on the top of my fridge. Rather than throwing them out (I hate throwing away food), I usually make some type of baked concoction with them. I'm a keen banana bread maker, but lately I've found an even better recipe. I give you:
Banana Chocolate Chocolate-Chip Muffins (for those times when you gotta use those bananas, and also need a snack that's chocolate-fied, but won't feel too guilty eating!)
2 cups flour 1/3 cup sugar 2 tablespoons (or so) cocoa powder 1 tablespoon baking powder 3-4 mashed bananas (number depends on how many you got -- more is always ok!) 2/3 cup canola oil 1 egg, beaten 1/2 cup milk 1 cup (or so) semi-sweet chocolate chips
- In a large bowl, combine the flour, sugar, cocoa, and baking powder
- In another bowl, blend the mashed bananas, oil, egg, and milk. Add this to the dry ingredients, mixing together until just blended.
- (the best part) Fold in the chocolate chips. Spoon batter into a greased muffin pan, filling 3/4s full.
- Bake in a preheated 425 degree oven for 15-20 minutes. Remove muffins to cool completely.
- Makes about 18 or so muffins. These also freeze really well!
Yum. |
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To lighten up the mood in here, especially after my rant below, consider this warning from Cooter:
 Ben Jones, a former Georgia congressman who played the wisecracking mechanic on the popular series from 1979-85, said profanity and sexual content in the film make a mockery of the family friendly show. "Basically, they trashed our show," said Jones, who now lives in the mountains of Washington, Va. "It's one thing to do whatever movie they want to do, but to take a classic family show and do that is like taking "I Love Lucy" and making her a crackhead or something." Jones said he read a script of the movie, which is scheduled to be released next month, and that it contained profanity, "constant sexual innuendo and some very clear sexual situations." "From all I have seen and heard, the "Dukes" movie is a sleazy insult to all of us who have cared about the "Dukes of Hazzard" for so long ... ," Jones wrote. "Unless they clean it up before the August 5th release date I would strongly recommend that true blue Dukes fans hold their noses and pass this one up." 'Course, there's more to be said over at his website, Cooter's place.
Personally, I was going to boycott it because of a blonde Daisy. |
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The "bad guys" in the war on terror
Who are the bad guys in this so-called war? Because there are not specific countries to target in this battle, and because we need an enemy, I suppose the logical solution is to pinpoint and blame an entire people group, right? Well, at least according to an email I received yesterday.
This email calls for a jihad, a holy war, a Crusade against "the Muslims" who are to blame. Here are some segments from the email, its subject -- "This war is for real":
To get out of a difficulty, one usually must go through it. Our country is now facing the most serious threat to its existence, as we know it, that we have faced in your lifetime and mine (which includes WWII). > >The deadly seriousness is greatly compounded by the fact that there are very few of us who think we can possibly lose this war and even fewer who realize what losing really means. > >First, let's examine a few basics:
>Who were the attackers? > >In each case, the attacks on the US were carried out by Muslims. > >What is the Muslim population of the World? 25%. Didja catch that? The attackers were Muslims. Not a group of extremist Muslims, not Al-Queda, but Muslims -- followed up by a statistic that takes into account the entire Muslim world population. This is scary, and not for the reasons the author intends. The author is condemning 1/4 of the world for the actions of a few scary individuals within the Muslim faith. I could just as easily condemn all Christians because of those who attack abortion doctors, burn white crosses in the KKK, or exploit the elderly by selling them miracle water.
But the email gets better:
>If we lose the war, our production, income, exports and way of life will all vanish as we know it. After losing, who would trade or deal with us, if they were threatened by the Muslims. > >If we can't stop the Muslims, how could anyone else? > >The Muslims fully know what is riding on this war, and therefore are completely committed to winning, at any cost. We better know it too and be likewise committed to winning at any cost.
>Although all of the terrorist attacks were committed by Muslim men between 17 and 40 years of age, Secretary Mineta refuses to allow profiling. Does that sound like we are taking this thing seriously? This is war! For the duration, we are going to have to give up some of the civil rights we have become accustomed to. We had better be prepared to lose some of our civil rights temporarily or we will most certainly lose all of them permanently. So, you're already viewed as guilty -- that is, if you're a Muslim male between the ages of 17-40 -- because of your age and religion. Therefore, if you are a good American, we should support the profiling and discrimination! We want to win this war on terror, don't we? This makes me feel sick.
And of course, Gitmo is mentioned:
>Compare this with some of our press and politicians, who for several days have thought and talked about nothing else but the "humiliating" of some Muslim prisoners -- not burning them, not dragging their charred corpses through the streets, not beheading them, but "humiliating" them. > >Can this be for real? > >The politicians and pundits have even talked of impeachment of the Secretary of Defense. > >If this doesn't show the complete lack of comprehension and understanding of the seriousness of the enemy we are fighting, the life and death struggle we are in and the disastrous results of losing this war, nothing can. > >To bring our country to a virtual political standstill over this prisoner issue makes us look like Nero playing his fiddle as Rome burned - totally oblivious to what is going on in the real world. Forget the Geneva Convention, and everything that the US Constitution stands for (in terms of individual's rights) -- this is war!
Can these people hear themselves saying and defending these actions? I know that there needs to be justice for the wrongful actions of terrorists. I'm not one of those liberals Karl Rove accused of only wanting to give terrorists "therapy." No. There should be adequate punishment, and yes -- justice. But I don't believe this justice should be distributed by bombing entire countries as a distraction from the real culprits of these terroristic activities. This justice shouldn't be holding prisoners indefinitely without any legal representation or sentencing for their so-called crimes.
I believe that we, as a country, should perhaps examine why these extremists have such problems with us -- or, for that matter, most Middle Eastern governments. I don't buy the argument that they hate us only for our "freedom." There are deeper issues that need to be examined, ones that will be painful and time-exerting -- but only after we take the time to address the real issues will there be any type of resolution. We do need the help and support of the rest of the world if we are going to be successful. It should be painfully obvious that the war in Iraq isn't solving the issue. In the time that the people of Iraq have been "liberated," they've lived in more violence and disarray.
Justice is NOT accomplished by blaming an entire culture for the actions of a few. Do you ever wonder why mosques in the US and other countries are often defaced, bombed, or burned? Why Muslim women are accosted and mocked for wearing their hijabs? Or why there are instances of the Qu'ran being burned or defaced? It's emails and arguments like these that fuel these hateful activities.
And I'm not going to sit quietly while these emails and arguments abound. |
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When I grow up, I want to be a televangelist's wife.
Part of the joys of staying up at obscene times of the night is the ability to catch all the crazies they don't show at normal waking hours.
The people to the left are some favorites to catch -- Jack Van Impe and the notorious "yes Jack!" Rexella. If you are interested (Matthew 5:18) in someone that inserts (John 7:9) a Bible verse every breath he takes (Ezra 3:87), then you can't go wrong here (Malachi 5:23). Pair that with an interesting perspective on the world and how we're living in the "end times," and you've got pure entertainment.
The latest dynamic duo to add to the list is Peter Popoff and his affirmative (and yes, dutifully submissive) wife. I think it was the "Miracle water" they were selling that won me over to them. Maybe that's what I need to get to pay off all my student loan debts -- I mean, just look at the testimonies of some people that received 300 gazillion dollars after giving good ol' Peter some money.
And isn't that just characteristic of ALL Christians? Overly made-up, pleading for money to support their own corrupt causes, and selling "miracle water" that will remedy all of your worldly woes?
What, I'm exaggerating? Yes, I am.
Earlier today I received an email forward from someone close to me that made blanket statements and gross discriminations about the entire Muslim religion/culture based on the actions of a few extremists. It wasn't your typical "we're the good guys, they're the bad guys" type of email, which is probably why I'm so upset about it. It was phrased in rational, reasonable language that masked its discriminations at first glance.
I'm still really upset over receiving that -- but that email and my response deserves its own entry. |
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Unlike Sin -- an essay by a good friend (and, okay, my dentist). :)
There are days when I sympathize with pastors. You know how people will suddenly stop swearing or telling lewd jokes when a pastor is identified in the vicinity? I have heard from reliable sources how there are times when pastors would like to be invisible - just ordinary people so that others around them could just act their normal selves instead of slipping on a false mask of piety or tripping over their tongues in apology. Some pastors have divulged that they would appreciate just being treated like ordinary sinners, not like someone too delicate for the realities of life. Some days that is how I feel too. I guess I should qualify that a bit. I don't end up feeling set apart from ordinary humans because of my great holiness, perceived or real. I don't think most people mistake dentists for holy people. Maybe the opposite . . .
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Jesus doesn't love you --
Anti-gay vandals suspects in church arson
Anti-gay graffiti and a fire at a Virginia church may be linked to the United Church of Christ's recent vote affirming same-sex marriage. St. John's Reformed UCC in Middlebrook in western Virginia was vandalized Friday with anti-gay graffiti and the church was set on fire, but the blaze did not spread, according to the Rev. John Deckenback, United Church of Christ Central Atlantic Conference minister.
Police and church leaders said the arson likely was because of a July 4 vote by the denomination's General Synod supporting same-sex marriage. "The violation of sacred space is traumatic for a congregation, particularly with a message of hate targets a church's efforts to reach out in the spirit of Christ's love of all people," UCC President the Rev. John Thomas said in a release. Thomas said he knew the same-sex marriage vote would be controversial but "it sadden me that, for a few, disagreement has moved to acts of violence."
Two other churches in Virginia's Shenandoah Valley were vandalized about the time the United Church of Christ ran television ads welcoming all people, including homosexuals. This is the same area in Virginia where my parents live.
Welcome to the Bible belt -- where people don't read or implement its lessons, but instead use it as a weapon to harm others. Sigh. |
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Will Ferguson, the author of Why I Hate Canadians, has written a book about traversing the Great White North -- Beauty Tips from Moose Jaw: Travels in Search of Canada. The Washington Post review of it is here.
I especially found this part of the review amusing:
In any event, Ferguson makes no bones about Canada's faults -- the weather, above all. As a young man, he found himself "marooned" one winter in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, and the experience just about broke his spirit. "Sometimes a word or place becomes symbolic of a larger event," he writes. "The literary term for this is metonymy : 'He met his Waterloo.' 'We don't want this turning into another Vietnam.' . . . To this day, whenever I hear of a young person struggling and adrift, I think to myself, Ah, she's facing her Saskatoon ." Been there -- and there now!
I keep telling Jerry that he has to buy me a Winnebago, so we can travel all over and write stories of our experiences. I think that would be alot more fun than writing about Kenneth Burke's theories of rhetorical forms and how they're at work in Revolve (which I'm now in the midst of). |
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| You Are 43% American | America: You don't love it or want to leave it. But you wouldn't mind giving it an extreme make over. On the 4th of July, you'll fly a freak flag instead... And give Uncle Sam a sucker punch! |
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a fellow procrastinator speaks wisdom:
I also have a number of other things hanging over my head that I am doing my darndest to avoid (not you, Darren). The apostle Paul was quite insightful when it comes to human nature, wasn't he? "I do the things I ought not do, and do not do what I ought to do," he said. That's the story of my life. You and me, both. Speaking of which, I have to go and avoid some things right now. |
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Behold, another true-to-life online distraction.
I dragged my sorry student self to school (yay, alliteration!) this afternoon, but I haven't gotten much done besides the proverbial staring at ye laptop screen. Though I am proud of myself for getting to school, rather than sitting by the pool reading -- which was very tempting, given the current weather situation.
I can feel myself on the verge of something, in terms of my writing. It's just sitting down long enough to get it out. I suppose I should go strand myself again, and see if that inspiration finally comes to me. |
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Ever wonder why self-help books are so popular? Read this: (written in 1941)
The great allurement in our present popular "inspirational literature," for instance, may be largely of this sort. It is a strategy for easy consolation. It "fills a need," and since there is always a need for easy consolation -- and in an era of confusion like our own the need is especially keen. So people are only too willing to "meet a man halfway" who will play down the realistic naming of our situation and play up such strategies as make solace cheap.
However, I should propose a reservation here. We usually take it for granted that people who consume our current output of books on "How to Buy Friends and Bamboozle Oneself and Other People" are reading as students who will attempt applying the recipes given. Nothing of the sort. The reading of a book on the attaining of success is in itself the symbolic attainment of that success. It is while they read that these readers are "succeeding."
I'll wager that, in by far the great majority of cases, such readers make no serious attempt to apply the book's recipes. The lure of the book resides in the fact that the reader, while reading it, is then living in the aura of success. What he wants is easy success; and he gets it in symbolic form by the mere reading itself. To attempt applying such stuff in real life would be very difficult, full of many disillusioning problems. from "Literature as Equipment for Living" by Kenneth Burke |
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Taken from the latest issue of Beyond:
Picture a juice glass sitting on a porch rail in the sunshine. It may look empty, but churning inside that glass are twenty-five thousand microscopic pieces of dust -- at least. And these dusts are a little bit of everything on Earth. One minute they're tiny crumbs chipped off Saharan sand and invisible shreds of camel hair. Then the wind shifts, and you are surrounded by spores of forest fungi and fragments of desiccated violets. A bus stops nearby to take on passengers, and flakes of human skin mixed with miniscule specks of black soot momentarily dominate.
Every time you inhale, thousands upon thousands of motes swirl into your body. Some lodge in the maze of your nose. Some stick to your throat. Others find sanctuary deep in your lungs. By the time you have read this far, you may have inhaled 150,000 of these worldly specks -- if you live in one of the cleanest corners of the planet. If you live in a grubbier region, you've probably just inhaled more than a million.
The Secret Life of Dust by Hannah Holmes |
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The weather is incredible outside, making it awful hard to concentrate. Here's some more links to distract:
- City Lifts Mandatory Water Rationing:The City thanks residents for their compliance with the order. By conserving water over the weekend, residents reduced demand on the Water Treatment Plant by 20%. That assistance, combined with the efforts of City crews to complete repairs to the equipment, helped lift the water restriction faster than expected.
- I spruced up my Mom's blog this morning. Check it out, but don't ask her to share any embarrassing stories/pictures, please.
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I'm 2/3s of the way through Reading the Women of the Bible by Tikva Frymer-Kensky, and I'm really enjoying myself. It's changing the way I look at OT women, that's for sure -- and for the better.
I'm drawn to different books that cover either women of the Bible or other aspects of femininity in spirituality. I think the years of neglect or avoidance of the subject is finally being rectified in my newfound interest. Anyway, a bunch of books I've encountered on these subjects are very negative in their perspectives. Sometimes this is a good thing, and you can learn from it. But after a while, I just want some balance -- not demonizing the woman or the patriarchal author/society of the times.
In this latest book, I've found some balance. It's quite neutral in its agenda, and I really like how the author takes into consideration not only Hebrew culture, but the other cultures of the day that influenced the text. Frymer-Kensky also does a good job of linking the stories together in an ongoing narrative. She translates directly from the Hebrew, so that adds to the appeal. The book is definitely an academic work, but it's also so engaging that there's times I can't put it down.
Last night I read about Ruth -- one of my favorite characters in the Bible. I've always been intrigued by her story. As the chapter closed, the author talked about the allegorical aspects of it -- particularly the role of the different characters' names.
Keep these names and their meanings in mind:
Naomi = "Pleasant-One" she changes her name to Marah, which means "bitter-woman one" Elimelech (her dead husband) = "My God-is-King" Naomi's dead sons: Mahlon = "disease" & Kilion = "destruction" Daughter-in-law 1, Orpah = "Back-of-neck" and Ruth, who stays with Naomi = "Sprinkle" or "Dewy" and finally, Boaz, who Ruth eventually marries = "He-who-has-Might" And then read this retelling of the story of Ruth -- instead of the proper names, the name's meanings are used instead:
Once, many years ago, famine drove My-God-is-King and Pleasant-One from Bethlehem in the land of Judah to the land of Moab. There My-God-is-King died. His two sons Disease and Destruction married local women, but after a while, they too died, leaving only Pleasant-One and her two daughters-in-law. When they heard that there was food in Bethlehem, they set out to return. On the way, Pleasant-One released her two daughters in law and sent them back to begin new lives. Back-of-neck tearfully turned and left, but Dewy stayed with her mother in law, now no longer Pleasant-One but Bitter-Woman, for God had killed her men. In Bethlehem, they turned to their kinsman He-Who-Has-Might. First God, then Pleasant-Woman, then Dewy, and then He-who-has-Might planned to bring them together, and finally He-who-has-Might married Dewy and from this union came He-who-Serves [Ruth's son Obed], the grandfather of Beloved [King David].
Read this way, the story is an allegory for Israel's destiny, beginning with her bereavement and ending with her joy. Pleasant-Woman is Jerusalem/Judah, so often personified as a woman, the most lovely of women. Elimelekh is the king of Israel or the institution of kingship; the dead sons are the many dead children of Israel. When Pleasant-Woman comes back to the land, "Dewy" the Moabite comes with her, and by mating with the remaining strength in the land (He-who-has-Might), she revitalizes Israel. The combined efforts of the gracious three, all of whom act with hesed [benevolence] toward one another, make possible the rebirth of the lineage. And so "A child is born to Pleasant-Woman," from whom came Beloved ["and a redeemer come to Zion"]. Beloved is David, the founder of the dynasty that ruled Judah until its destruction.
Reading the Women of the Bible "Ruth on the Royal Way" by Tivka Frymer-Kensky
This kind of stuff just fascinates me, and makes me consider the book in a completely different light. |
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Dear CNN,
When the authorities tell people they need to evacuate the coast for a massive hurricane, why do you send in dumb-ass reporters to broadcast, live, in those very same evacuated communities? Even sending in "star" reporters?
I can't help but sadistically hope one of them blows over while I watch.
That said, there's going to be a lot of damage in the South tonight. My thoughts are more with those people who'll have to clean up after the storm -- and not those silly reporters.
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Pardon me while I domesticate.
I like to cook. I didn't realize how much I did, until I had an eager boy in my life who'll eat my food and will compliment me in the process. He laughs and jokes how surprised he is that I'm such a cook extraordinaire -- I think he thought my expertise ended once the cereal box was closed.
But I'm surprised too, frankly. The other day I caught myself watching the Food network, and writing down a recipe for Italian potato salad that I'm going to make later this week.
Speaking of which, for the first time ever, I'm going to post a recipe for an amazing dish. This is definitely a first for grrrlmeetsworld, and I have a feeling it won't be the last.
It's a recipe for Mandarin Mushroom Chicken pasta, and it's from a childhood friend of my family. My little sis told me about it while she was visiting -- and once I found out that this recipe convinced her that mushrooms were tasty, I knew it had to be good. She's not what you'd label a mushroom connoisseur.
Here goes:
1 bag of egg noodles (I like the large ones) a couple chicken breasts portabello mushrooms a cup or two of spinach (frozen or fresh) 1 can of mandarin oranges fresh basil, garlic olive oil unsalted slivered almonds
- Dice up the chicken and cook in olive oil and garlic. When chicken is nearly finished cooking, add mushrooms and fresh basil. Cook 'er up.
- Cook and drain egg noodles -- add spinach, chicken & mushrooms, mandarin oranges (with juice!), and almonds
- Mix it all up! Add lots of sea salt and fresh ground pepper. If you want to really mix it up, refrigerate the oranges and add them in last -- makes a nice contrast!
Yum. The best part is that it makes lots of leftovers. |
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Lovely.
CITY REQUIRES RESIDENTS TO COMPLY WITH MANDATORY WATER RATIONING The City of Saskatoon requires residents to stop using water in all non-essential activities such as washing clothes, washing cars, showering, and watering lawns and gardens. Water should only be used for drinking purposes. This mandatory water rationing is in effect immediately until further notice. The high river flows over the past few weeks have created a huge amount of sand that is clogging the Water Treatment Plant’s equipment. Crews have been working around the clock this week to unclog the equipment. Clean, safe drinking water is still being produced, but at a reduced capacity. Residents must stop using water in order to ensure there is enough water supply to the city. Water supplies are critical for the weekend, and residents must conserve water by only using it for drinking water—non-essential activities are prohibited. The City of Saskatoon will notify residents when the water rationing is over. The City thanks everyone for their cooperation. I'm more than willing to pull a citizens arrest on those idiots who are still watering their lawns (!!). But showering as a non-essential activity? Hmmm.
via Explore Saskatoon |
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PBS did an interesting story on the emerging church movement, complete with voices from its supporters and dissenters.
BRIAN MCLAREN: More and more of us are feeling that if we have a version of the Christian faith that does not make us the kind of people that make this a better world, we really want no part of it. DON CARSON (Professor, Trinity Evangelical Divinity School): You keep moving farther out and farther out and farther out, until the whole cultural shift that is sometimes characterized by the label "postmodern" begins to domesticate what the Bible is actually about. And at that point, it becomes more than troubling. It becomes really a threat to historic Christianity.
TONY JONES (National Coordinator, Emergent): Is it more sloppy than what a systematic theology professor does, sitting in his tenured chair typing up a book on the doctrine of the atonement? Yeah, it's messier than that! But that's, I think, theology as it works itself out in the lives of human beings who are kind of scratching and clawing their way to try to follow Jesus on a daily basis. It's a messy endeavor, and I embrace that messiness. Interesting stuff. There's a 10-minute video report of it (Part I) you can catch here. |
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So far, it's been a productive night.
I've scanned my computer for viruses and spyware. Somehow in doing all that my soundcard got uninstalled, so I installed it back. I watched a documentary on Jim Jones. I delivered coffee to my love. I learned how to make Italian potato salad. I watched movie trailers (including this thriller, The Lion, the Witch, & the Wardrobe, and Daily Show alum Steve Carell's film The 40 year old Virgin -- which looks hilarious, by the way) and I've managed to do almost everything but work on my thesis. (of course)
Atta girl. Okay, so maybe I watched more than 3 trailers. Other movies to look forward to: - Cameron Crowe has a new film coming out: Elizabethtown, which will make me miss the South.
- The Aristocrats, a film about big-time comedians (though somehow Bob Saget got in there -- how'd that happen?!). Think Kings of White Comedy.
- Antonio Banderas in a Zorro sequel
- and I even created a trailer with Jerry as Owen Wilson, and me putting the moves on Vince Vaughn.
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To believe in God is to believe in the salvation of the world. The paradox of our time is that those who believe in God do no believe in the salvation of the world, and those who believe in the future of the world do not believe in God. Christians believe in "the end of the world," they expect the final catastrophe, the punishment of others. Atheists in their turn . . . refuse to believe in God because Christians believe in him and take no interest in the world . . . Which is the more culpable ignorance? . . . I often say to myself that, in our religion, God must feel very much alone: for is there anyone besides God who believes in the salvation of the world? God seeks among us sons and daughters who resemble him enough, who love the world enough so that he could send them into the world to save it. Louis Everly, In the Christian Spirit (found in The Last Word and the Word After That by Brian McLaren)
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I haven't had much to say in the last few days, believe it or not.
With what happened in London yesterday, I didn't feel much like blogging. Apparently others had no problem and actually thanked God for the killings. There's sick people in this world, and I'm not only talking about terrorists. There are some pretty crazy Judeo-Christian fundamentalists out there, too.
Speaking of which, the other big news in town is that David Ahenakew was found guilty of promoting hatred. On the news tonight, I first watched this guy defend his hateful statements about Jews, and then procede to deflect all attention away from his accountablity, and onto the general plight of First Nations peoples. Unbelievable. There's a movement to revoke his Order of Canada -- I hope they're successful. Anyone that promotes this type of hatred -- unabashedly -- should not represent Canada.
Not much else going on in these parts. Our apartment is a god-send in summer -- it feels like we have AC. Also, I have since discovered our TV gets cable channels. We knew that our building got some satellite stations, but we went from having 13 channels to over 50. Craaa-zy. And pretty counter-productive when you have a 100 page paper to write. |
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There is nothing more painful or more heart breaking than a parent losing a child. And for Sheehan to lose her 24-year-old son, Casey, must have been like someone taking her very own heart and soul and, without warning, ripping them out and throwing them into the depths of hell.
No one should have to experience such pain, but the cold reality of war is that someone’s child actually dies and there are actual parents left living with the hopeless task of trying to cope with the pain. And anyone with any semblance of a heart and soul knows a mother coping with such a loss needs all the help and understanding she can get.
So when Sheehan received an invitation to meet privately with President Bush at the White House two months after her son died, the least she could have expected was a bit of compassion or a kind word coming from the heart.
But what she encountered was an arrogant man with eyes lacking the slightest bit of compassion, a President totally "detached from humanity" and a man who didn’t even bother to remember her son’s name when they were first introduced.
Instead of a kind gesture or a warm handshake, Sheehan said she immediately got a taste of Bush arrogance when he entered the room and "in a condescending tone and with a disgusting loud Texas accent," said: "Who we’all honorin’ here today?"
"His mouth kept moving, but there was nothing in his eyes or anything else about him that showed me he really cared or had any real compassion at all. This is a human being totally disconnected from humanity and reality. His eyes were empty, hollow shells and he was acting like I should be proud to just be in his presence when it was my son who died for his illegal war! It was one of the most disgusting experiences I ever had and it took me almost a year to even talk about it," said Sheehan in a telephone conversation from Washington D.C. where she was attending a July 4th anti-war rally.
Sheehan said the June 2004 private meeting with the President went from bad to worse to a nightmare when Bush acted like he didn’t even want to know her name. She said Bush kept referring to her as ‘Ma’ or ‘Mom’ while he "put on a phony act," saying things like ‘Mom, I can’t even imagine losing a loved one, a mother or a father or a sister or a brother.’
"The whole meeting was simply bizarre and disgusting, designed to intimidate instead of providing compassion. He didn’t even know our names," said Sheehan. "Finally I got so upset I just looked him in the eye, saying ‘I think you can imagine losing someone. You have two daughters. Imagine losing them?’ After I said that he just looked at me, looked at me with no feeling or caring in his eyes at all."
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So much for "compassionate conservatism." |
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My dad sent this to me -- it's hilarious.
Winners of the Dark and Stormy Night Contest aka the Bulwer-Lytton Contest run by the English Dept of San Jose State University, wherein one writes only the first sentence of a bad novel.
10) As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to break wind in the echo chamber he would never hear the end of it.
9) Just beyond the Narrows, the river widens.
8) With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick brown hair, deep azure blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small, straight nose, Marilee had a beauty that defied description.
7) Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept along the east wall 'Andre, creep...Andre, creep...Andre, creep...
6) Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley sex change surgeon to become the woman he loved.
5) Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not keep her from eeking out a living in a local pet store.
4) Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, but then penguins often do.
3) Like an overripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor.
2) Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't know the meaning of the word 'fear', a man who could laugh in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death....in short, a moron with suicidal tendencies.
AND THE WINNER IS
1) The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward and with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly 'You lied!' Yeah, it's a forward, but it's also legit. The list above must be from earlier years -- Here's this year's "winners."
The history of the contest:
Since 1982 the English Department at San Jose State University has sponsored the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, a whimsical literary competition that challenges entrants to compose the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels. The contest (hereafter referred to as the BLFC) was the brainchild (or Rosemary's baby) of Professor Scott Rice, whose graduate school excavations unearthed the source of the line "It was a dark and stormy night."
Sentenced to write a seminar paper on a minor Victorian novelist, he chose the man with the funny hyphenated name, Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, who was best known for perpetrating The Last Days of Pompeii, Eugene Aram, Rienzi, The Caxtons, The Coming Race, and--not least--Paul Clifford, whose famous opener ["it was a dark and stormy night"] has been plagiarized repeatedly by the cartoon beagle Snoopy. No less impressively, Lytton coined phrases that have become common parlance in our language: "the pen is mightier than the sword," "the great unwashed," and "the almighty dollar" (the latter from The Coming Race, now available from the Broadview Press). Fun. |
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In the last few weeks, we've been watching Morgan Spurlock's (the creator of Super Size Me) latest reality show, 30 days.
Even if you hate reality TV, I think you'll like this show. The basic premise is that a person chooses to live their life in another person's place for a month. Literally, living their life in someone else's shoes. The tricky part is that the new life is usually WAY different than what their "normal" life is -- the whole point of it is to live your life, for a month, outside your comfort zone. We've only caught the first and third episode so far, but I'm really impressed by the social statements the show is making.
Episode 1 dealt with minimum wage issues in America. Spurlock and his fiancee spent a month working minimum wage jobs, and trying to live off their wages with all the expenses of day-to-day life. It didn't go as well as they'd like -- and between trips to the hospital, a bug-infested former crack house apartment (yet affordable), and working 12+ hours a day, they still ended the month in the red. Along the way, they experienced, firsthand, what it's like for someone to make 7 bucks an hour and still try to make ends meet.
The show is more than watching reality TV, as in only watching people vicariously live on the screen. Throughout the episode, there are bits of information on whatever topic they're covering -- so it feels more like documentary than voyeuristic.
The episode we caught tonight was about being a Muslim in America. A white Southern-Baptist West Virginian man decided to live his life as an American Muslim for a month, in order to see what discriminations and other perils they deal with on a daily basis -- particularly after September 11. Again, a great show. It was interesting to watch this guy deal with all the prejudices he was raised with and sustained by much of North American culture.
I really hope a bunch of other people back home caught this week's episode -- the issues that were dealt with in there are ones that need to be realized, and taught.
The next few episodes are dealing with issues ranging from homosexuality, consumerism, anti-aging, and binge drinking. Tricky subjects, but I'm looking forward to seeing how they're covered.
If I were to be on the show, I wonder what I would subject myself to for a month? I think being a Muslim would be a really interesting experience, but it wouldn't be as difficult for me as it would if I had to live with Jerry Falwell's family or some other fundamentalist neo-conservative family for a month. Now that would be interesting television for all to see. |
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[Shameless plug:]
I am really impressed with Saskatoon Curbside Recycling. After my boxes were stolen last week, the guys there went out of their way to hook me up with a new set -- and even delievered 'em to me after their business closed for the day. Very cool.
Plus, it's a great cause. With all that we're able to recycle, we only take our trash out twice a week -- and usually it's only because it's food scraps that need to be thrown away.
Sign up with them and be Saskatoon-small-business (and earth) friendly.
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Some of Jerry's family gave us some pictures they took at the reception. I added 'em here if you want to check them out. There's even one of Jerry being humiliated as someone read his essay on "Why I'll Remain Single for the Rest of my Life." Now there's a moment to capture on film!
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If you're looking to raise your blood pressure, may I suggest tuning into this week's Fifth Estate? It's a rebroadcast of "Sticks and Stones" -- a closer look at the divide between conservatives and liberals in the US. It's being broadcast tomorrow night (Wednesday) at 9pm on CBC, or you can watch the whole thing online here.
If you've watched the documentary Outfoxed, you know what's coming. This CBC report also includes an eye-opening interview with Ann Coulter, where she insists Canadians had troops in Vietnam -- and they most assuredly did not. (in addition to saying liberals hate America more than Islamic extremist terrorists)
Forget a culture of life -- back home, the media acts more like a "culture of ingratiation." One of those interviewed on the program said that there are some in the US who don't want a President, they want a King -- and a King whose actions aren't questioned by the media, or his loyal subjects. (screw that!)
It's infuriating. I am one of those who would be firmly entrenched on the liberal side of the fence, and watching this program only confirmed that for me. But, know that I have been on the conservative side of things -- so it's not like I've made this choice without knowing what I'm up against.
Yet now that I'm over here on the Left, I'm having a harder time seeing how someone can willfully choose to support much of the Right's actions. Much of what Republicans and the Adminstration stand for seem counterintuitive for a country known for its stand on freedom, justice, and equality.
Anyway, as usual, the CBC presents a "fair and balanced" report -- they've made an extended effort to listen to both sides of the issue in this documentary. Watch it. And tell Mansbridge I sent you over there.
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Mmm. It's summer (finally). The walk to and from school was a tad muggy, sunny, and buggy. But -- there'll be no complaints from this grrrl -- the rest of the week is gonna be sunny and WARM! Well, at least according to this extended forecast. I've since learned that weather forecasting in Saskatchewan is about as accurate as throwing darts. Blindfolded. But, I can hope!
So far my goal of spending 4-5 hours of work/day on writing is coming along somewhat swimmingly. And -- with some encouragement/prodding/nagging from her, I've also jump-started a gym routine. I met with a trainer today and now have a schedule to follow. Walking around campus this morning, it felt like I belonged. Granted, I'm now snugly at home in my little apartment, and I'm seriously contemplating napping -- but so goes the life of a graduate student. In summer!
Here's a summer song for you, overheard on my Mp3 player on the way home:
Going Back to Georgia Nanci Griffith, Adam Duritz & Brian Claflin
Oh the city snow makes your brown eyes shine We've gotta look real hard to find a reason to cry New York, New York is a friend of the traveling kind
And I'm coming around from years of hard times He's chased me down through the towns and the miles Once stilled by love he was bound to roll on by
[Chorus:] And if you feel my love won't leave you And if your sorrow has been your share If you are traveling back to Georgia Won't you take me with you there
Well I'm long gone darlin', lonesome blue I been thinking of leavin', I been thinkin' of you But that big city singin', man, I like the way that it shines
I was half a mile from Canada waitin' on a train Wonderin' and wishin' I could disappear again I been killed by love till it takes me to the end of the line
[Chorus]
Well, I've been troubled by a love untrue He's a fool who'll drown in his fountain of youth I can see that now as I'm walkin' and talkin' with you
Well, I been blinded by the sun, washed in the rain Scattered in America, I'm scatterin' again But if you're goin' south darlin' I guess I'm travelin with you
[Chorus 2x]
Take me with you... Oh... won't you take me home Days like these make me especially miss home...
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 My mom reminded me, via MSN, that today's the fourth -- so happy Monday to you Canucks, happy Independence Day to my fellow Americans. Marilyn sends her regards, as well.
It's been an odd weekend here at Green Gables. (the name of our infamously run-down apartment building) Things feel different -- even the air feels a bit strange. I know I have a penchant for hyperbole, so I suppose I'll leave it at that.
Today is a work day, so here's some links to distract you whilst I write:
-- What is Socialist Feminism? by Barbara Ehrenreich
-- From Dissenting Speech to Undermining Speech by Adam Kotsko
-- Tom Cruise Kills Oprah -- watch as the master of psychiatry knowledge pulls an Emperor Palpatine on the Queen of Daytime TV
-- Ashcroft Gone, Statues Disrobe -- A chest presence is now back at the Dept. of Justice
-- and because I need to get back to work, The World's Shortest Personality Test.
My result:
You are dependable, popular, and observant. Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness. In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.
You are unique, creative, and expressive. You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while. And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!
Freak flags aside, I'm off to work.
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The world is not what I think, but what I live through. I am open to the world, I have no doubt that I am in communication with it, but I do not possess it; it is inexhaustible.
Maurice Merleau-Ponty Phenomenology of Perception.
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I woke up early this morning with the full intentions of going to spend a day with some friends up in PA -- and found that I was hit by some kind of virus. So instead, I went back to bed and slept until 5:30.
Ugh. Shouldn't viruses (virii?) be more considerate when they come to visit? They should at least accomodate my (very) lack of a social life schedule. Oh well.
Just in time for Monday, I think I'm on the mend. Now I'll really have no excuse not to write. (foiled again!!)
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Chicken Poop for the Soul: Geez magazine.
NEW MAGAZINE WREAKS HOLY MISCHIEF IN AN AGE OF FAST FAITH
Winnipeg, Canada - A new magazine will rise from the fringes of faith this November. Geez magazine will integrate spiritual adventure and social change.
It's a defiant effort to untangle the Christian story from fundamentalists and pious self-helpers -- all with an uninhibited, sometimes cheeky, aesthetic, says publisher Aiden Enns.
"There's so much spiritual vitality at the periphery of traditional religious structures. I see it in Jesuits who resist the invasion of Wal-Mart, in evangelicals squatting with homeless people, or in activsts staging a die-in against the latest war," said Enns, former managing editor of Adbusters magazine.
"We want to capture that energy and let it loose on other sensitive souls," he said.
Their audience includes Christian peacemakers dodging Rumsfeld's bombs, gung-ho student organizers, edgy nuns, a few right wing spies and non-church folk who want to peek past the stained glass.
Geez will mix the activist kick and visual pull of Adbusters, the intelligent critique of Harper's and the subversive elements of contemplative communities, said Enns, 43, who holds graduate degrees in religion and journalism, and has worked eight years with the church press.
Geez magazine launches in November, 2005.
There's an array of social justice magazines out there -- Mother Jones, Yes!, Clamor, Z Magazine and more -- but they rarely tap the spiritual core of social action, said Enns. "At the same time, I see religious magazines getting stuck in self-indulgent piety or personal enlightenment and ignoring wider political issues."
"Gandhi called his autobiography, The Story of My Experiments with Truth," said Geez editor Will Braun. "In a similar spirit, we'll hunt for experiments in dynamic spirituality at the front lines of social action."
"Geez is redrawing the boundaries of church to create more space in the spiritual commons for people of restless faith," said Braun, 32, a part-time market gardener and freelance writer with experience as a human rights activist with northern indigenous peoples. Both Braun and Enns claim their counter-cultural instincts stem from their Anabaptist roots.
Darryl Brown, a Quaker and professional designer from Newberg, Oregon, is also involved in the project. "Geez will have a confident aesthetic - fluent in the language of image,"said Brown.
Geez magazine will publish quarterly, with the premiere issue arriving in November. Headquarters are deliberately located in Winnipeg, Canada, in what the editors call "the demographic fringe of the continent." They aim to print ad-free on 100 percent, post-consumer recycled paper. Charter subscriptions cost $25 and can be ordered at www.geezmagazine.org.
An Adbusters for religious folk? Okay, I'm officially intrigued. Subscriptions are 50% off for the first couple hundred.
Here are some articles -- a preview?
Their byline of the mag is "an alter call from the fringes of faith." I can't tell if they deliberately misspelled altar or not. [after some digging] Okay, it's deliberate -- an altar/alter call. Cool. |
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I think it's so great that CTV is showing 17 hours of Live 8 coverage. Back home, only MTV and VH1 are showing it -- no major networks picked it up. Here, in Canada, one of our 3 networks is showing coverage all day. Very cool, indeed.
I just finished watching U2's set for the second time. I'll jump on the bandwagon and profess my utmost respect for Bono and the guys. Wow.
Ask Jerry, all day I've been walking around grinning. It's a good day to be an idealist.
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Read Four Easy Pieces, an editorial by Jeffery Sachs -- four steps the US can take to making a meaningful difference in Africa. Foreign aid should be targeted to specific, measurable, achievable and bold goals. Proven technologies such as antiretroviral medicines should be featured. Timetables should be prepared. The United States should help countries that are prepared to help themselves. Americans should be encouraged to understand the roots of the African crisis and its solution. Bipartisan support should be sought. Here then is how President Bush and Congress could quickly fix the broken strategy on Africa. Good stuff.
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Live 8 TV coverage just started on CTV -- I've got it on in the background as I work. Right now they're playing the concert in Johannesburg, South Africa. Pretty neat.
I know that they're are some people out there that are rolling their eyes at the amount of coverage (and yes, hype) that this concert has had in the last few days/weeks. I suppose it's a privilege we have to be able to roll our eyes over issues like these, and go to bed with a full tummy.
What impresses me most about this effort (and the Make Poverty History movement) is the emphasis not only on raising money, but its focus on raising awareness. It's telling citizens of the world to make your leaders accountable to you -- write, call, and harass them into addressing the issues that are important to you, their constituents. It's really easy to fall into a state of apathy and inaction -- but movements like these stress the power we can use to influence our leaders.
At the center of Live 8 is the UN Millennium Project -- an initiative for the global community to pledge 0.7% of their Gross National Product to development assistance for the poorer countries of the world. That's less than 1% of their budget, and the percentage originated with one of Canada's former prime ministers, Lester Pearson.
So far, a majority of the countries who have pledged to meet this goal by 2015 have fallen miserably short -- with the US and Canada among those countries who are not meeting their promised funds.
Live 8 is also meant to call attention to the upcoming G8 conference next week.
My country has spent over $180 BILLION dollars in fighting a war in Iraq -- if that money was instead aimed at world hunger relief efforts, we could have fully funded anti-hunger efforts for 7 YEARS. Priorities are askew.
And even though I know he'll ignore me, I'm still going to call my President to account. And my senators and representatives.
Yes, I'm idealist. Admittedly. But there's something about a global audience paying attention to an issue, all at once. Sign the list, watch, and pay attention to the world around you both today and tomorrow.
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The big news down south is the retiring of Justice Sandra Day O'Connor.
Scary prospects ahead -- who knows who'll replace her? I'm more nervous about the man appointing her replacement.
Scary bedtime stories: - NYT graphic with possible nominees -- all appointed by Reagan or Bush I or II.
Oy, pass the popcorn. I'm ready for the show to begin. |
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Okay, no fair.
CBC is now showing Funny Face.
Thesis, or Audrey Hepburn and Fred Astaire?
'S wonderful!
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Well, after a pretty not-so-festive opening to my Canada Day, all's well that ends. I've been living up here for so long, I've nearly forgotten what a "fourth of July" feels like.
We had a fun little get-together at their place -- I made my Canada Day cutout cookies (sugar-free, and yes, tasty!). Lots of conversation and eating abounded -- veggie-friendly! We brought the veggie burgers.
Tonight is a night shift for the both of us -- him at his workplace, me here at this desk. Must write.
Tomorrow: the Live 8 concert all day long -- plus, her and I start our personal training at the gym at 4pm. It's been such a long while, I may have forgotten how to do a crunch (besides those where chocolate is involved as one of its ingredients).
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Happy Canada Day.
Someone just stole your recycling boxes out of your front yard.
Grrr.
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