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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, TEOTIHUACĂ?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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