http://tech.slashdot.org/story/09/06/08/1715239/Most-Blogs-Now-Abandoned
So does it count if a post a story about it being abandoned?
Monday, June 08, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
This Is Reminiscent of My Life Here :)
Well, I can read the sloopy, bloopy writing now, I just can't speak it or understand it when it's spoken :P
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Uninventivegate
In response to someone claiming that I didn't update my blog enough, here is a new post. It will deal with another pet peeve, similar to my previous ones about '-aholisms'. Coincidentally, it also deals with an improper suffix being added on to words.
(somewhat interesting sidenote: if i waited one week it would be a year to the day since my last pet peeve post, but we'll make it early this year. maybe this can become an annual post-birthday activity for me).
So here it is. This one was spawned by this CBC article. Go have a read then come back.
Now, the original Watergate scandal was named such because (according to Wikipedia) it "began with five men being arrested after breaking and entering into the Democratic National Committee headquarters at the Watergate hotel complex in Washington, D.C. on June 17, 1972."
That seems quite sensical to me. What does NOT seem sensical is adding the suffix -gate to any sort of mild scandal which occurred afterwards.
NAFTA-gate?? Really? That just seems like lazy journalism. There are MANY WORDS in the English language that we can use to accurately describe events. Even just calling it a scandal would be more reasonable that attaching these 4 letters to the end of a word.
Wikipedia also maintains a "List of scandals with -gate suffix" - that's how widespread and ridiculous this problem is!! Gates have NOTHING TO DO with any of these issues! (they had nothing to do with the Nixon issue either, it was merely a PART of the name where relevant events occurred). Nor are any of these issues NEARLY as important as the impeachment/resignation of an American president! I must say, my favourite from that list is "Spygate." I can just imagine some macho sports writers sitting around and thinking "well, they were caught spying, AND it's scandalous...let's call it Spygate!"
I'm all for the evolution and changing of languages, but let's do it in ways that enhance their quality, not ways that dumb it down (and illogically at that). Who's with me?
(somewhat interesting sidenote: if i waited one week it would be a year to the day since my last pet peeve post, but we'll make it early this year. maybe this can become an annual post-birthday activity for me).
So here it is. This one was spawned by this CBC article. Go have a read then come back.
Now, the original Watergate scandal was named such because (according to Wikipedia) it "began with five men being arrested after breaking and entering into the Democratic National Committee headquarters at the Watergate hotel complex in Washington, D.C. on June 17, 1972."
That seems quite sensical to me. What does NOT seem sensical is adding the suffix -gate to any sort of mild scandal which occurred afterwards.
NAFTA-gate?? Really? That just seems like lazy journalism. There are MANY WORDS in the English language that we can use to accurately describe events. Even just calling it a scandal would be more reasonable that attaching these 4 letters to the end of a word.
Wikipedia also maintains a "List of scandals with -gate suffix" - that's how widespread and ridiculous this problem is!! Gates have NOTHING TO DO with any of these issues! (they had nothing to do with the Nixon issue either, it was merely a PART of the name where relevant events occurred). Nor are any of these issues NEARLY as important as the impeachment/resignation of an American president! I must say, my favourite from that list is "Spygate." I can just imagine some macho sports writers sitting around and thinking "well, they were caught spying, AND it's scandalous...let's call it Spygate!"
I'm all for the evolution and changing of languages, but let's do it in ways that enhance their quality, not ways that dumb it down (and illogically at that). Who's with me?
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
ARGH!!!!
Just read this article -- it's about the only Canadian detainee in Guantanamo bay. It's absolutely ridiculous that such a place even exists!!!
Sunday, February 03, 2008
When in Norge, do as the nordmanns do
Well, I finally got to use my rented cross-country skis today! I went with my friends Lixian and Mila, and man, was it ever a trial by fire!
I have been cross-country skiing before, but certainly not in the last 10 years, possibly not in the last 15. Where I went skiing before was peaceful and devoid of people. Oslo? Not so much. At least, not on a Sunday afternoon. Holy shit, do the Norwegians love them some skiing! The trails at the north of the city were crowded with people, and went down and up and sometimes CURVED on the way down and it was exhausting!
So, knowing this, did we go for an hour or two? No, we went out for 6 hours, from which we only took a 1 hour break at a chalet along the way. We skied almost SIXTEEN KILOMETRES. Remember, this was essentially my and Mila's first time out! (I think Lixian over-estimated our abilities a bit since she's already gone a few times this year...)
I did really enjoy myself, but man was it difficult and frustrating at times. Allow me to make two lists, first of the things that sucked, then of the things that were great.
Things that sucked:
I end with some photos that Mila took:
Us in the chalet (lens got a little bit foggy!)
What I looked like for most of the day.
I have been cross-country skiing before, but certainly not in the last 10 years, possibly not in the last 15. Where I went skiing before was peaceful and devoid of people. Oslo? Not so much. At least, not on a Sunday afternoon. Holy shit, do the Norwegians love them some skiing! The trails at the north of the city were crowded with people, and went down and up and sometimes CURVED on the way down and it was exhausting!
So, knowing this, did we go for an hour or two? No, we went out for 6 hours, from which we only took a 1 hour break at a chalet along the way. We skied almost SIXTEEN KILOMETRES. Remember, this was essentially my and Mila's first time out! (I think Lixian over-estimated our abilities a bit since she's already gone a few times this year...)
I did really enjoy myself, but man was it difficult and frustrating at times. Allow me to make two lists, first of the things that sucked, then of the things that were great.
Things that sucked:
- Well, me. At cross-country skiing. This is fine though, cuz it was my first time out in a long time
- My gloves -- I had snowboarding gloves which kept my hands warm but aren't really good for gripping ski poles
- Too many other people -- I really have no problem making an ass of myself, but going down a steep hill I was more concerned about crashing into complete strangers. This meant waiting til the coast was clear, but with the number of people around that sometimes took several minutes. Also, it's not a very relaxing trip through nature when you're surrounded by others and terrified of hurting them
- Glasses -- I was producing so much heat that my glasses kept fogging up in the cold making it hard to see. This didn't help when I was already frustrated at falling over so much
- Soreness -- I honestly don't know if I will be able to MOVE tomorrow
- Getting passed by 7 year olds -- seriously, there were kids flying by us who were amazing! So disheartening! But maybe it's like learning a language, it's easier if you start at an early age
- Brand new skis -- you think it would be a good thing that my rented skis were brand new (still had the price tag on them!) but this meant that they weren't waxed properly and I sure don't know how to wax skis! I didn't apply enough in front of the foot area which meant I kept sliding backwards on hills for the first half of the trip, even when I did the V-walk thing
- Lack of food -- I woke up late so I only had a bowl of cereal before leaving. That is not enough food for a 16km ski!
- Flat skiing with no people -- we did find a trail for a little while that was mostly flat with no one else around and that was great. We got into the rhythm and really enjoyed the view.
- Long underwear + Snow pants -- my mom got me long underwear for christmas (both top and bottom) and it was perfect! I wore my snow pants over my legs and rain jacket over top and it kept me warm without being too bulky
- Exercise -- WE SKIED SIXTEEN KILOMETRES! I used muscles I didn't know existed. That's probably healthy for me (what's probably not so good is the double whopper with cheese I had for supper immediately afterwards!)
- Going downhill -- when the way was clear, going down the hills was lots of fun! It didn't matter if I wiped out and sometimes I actually managed to stay vertical!
- Cute Norwegian girls -- there were lots of them out! But there was another group of 2 girls and a guy who sucked as much as we did, so we kept running into them along the way. I chatted with one of them at the chalet where we took a break, but lost track of them after that :(
- Faceplants -- yes, believe it or not, getting a face full of snow bank was kind of fun (after faceplant number six I stopped counting). I was frightened off by stories from Camilla and my mother of breaking their tailbones by falling backwards so I always made sure to go forwards. There was lots of snow and it was very fluffy so it didn't hurt very much. And once people knew I was ok they seemed to laugh along with me
I end with some photos that Mila took:
Us in the chalet (lens got a little bit foggy!)
What I looked like for most of the day.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
My Life
Sorry for not writing more expository entries recently, but the reason for that is because nothing overly exciting is happening. That's not to say life is bad -- in fact, far from it! The new semester has started, and I like most of my classes. I'm getting into a weekly routine and enjoying it. I've met some new folks and am enjoying getting to know folks from last semester better. Other than that, it's just homework, movies, video games, and the occasional pint or two of beer.
I'm sure come February or March I'll be sick of the weather (I always am by that point), but for now I'm doing all right! And the days are getting longer...I still saw sunlight at 5pm today....FIVE PM! You have no idea how exciting that is 'round these parts!
I'm sure come February or March I'll be sick of the weather (I always am by that point), but for now I'm doing all right! And the days are getting longer...I still saw sunlight at 5pm today....FIVE PM! You have no idea how exciting that is 'round these parts!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Oh man...
This is just horrendously, hideously, amazingly awful. It is (I imagine) the result of what happens when Christians who spend their entire life sheltered from the rest of the world eventually try to engage it on its own terms. If you can get through the agonizing opening sequence, you are in for a great surprise. I will quote the author from Kotaku who first drew my attention to this monstrosity:
"Based on Noah's Ark (we think), the above clips opens with characters in a library. These characters are then turned or "re-shaped" into animals. Those animals then race around a track, run up ladders and are shot out of canons. Then they race around the depths of hell. Then a horse jumps on a rocket. There is more, but watching this clip made my brain hurt."
Y'all ready for this?
Man oh man, where to even begin?? How about that sweet, sweet soundtrack. Or the incredible voice acting by 'God.'
I would also like to point out the many awards they have listed for the game on their website, including "100% clean, no spyware, adware or viruses" and "Fast download, 5/5 stars"
And Christian leaders are wondering why so many young people feel alienated by the church these days....
"Based on Noah's Ark (we think), the above clips opens with characters in a library. These characters are then turned or "re-shaped" into animals. Those animals then race around a track, run up ladders and are shot out of canons. Then they race around the depths of hell. Then a horse jumps on a rocket. There is more, but watching this clip made my brain hurt."
Y'all ready for this?
Man oh man, where to even begin?? How about that sweet, sweet soundtrack. Or the incredible voice acting by 'God.'
I would also like to point out the many awards they have listed for the game on their website, including "100% clean, no spyware, adware or viruses" and "Fast download, 5/5 stars"
And Christian leaders are wondering why so many young people feel alienated by the church these days....
Monday, January 07, 2008
Oxford Redux
Man, time and memory are weird things. I'm not even sure this is going to be a coherent post, maybe just a list of impressions / observations, we'll see.
Well, I'm back visiting Oxford nearly 3 years after moving here for the first time. It's weird to see what's changed and what's the same. A bunch of my favourite small shops have closed (though not all), and that's sad. Equally sad are the homeless people I recognize who are still sitting in the exact same spots, selling the Big Issue or begging for change. I had hoped that some of them would have pulled life together by now.
On the other hand, so much stays exactly the same. I mean, it's not as if they're about to pick up Magdalen College and move it to a different part of the city. There's some 1000+ year history to parts of this city. And while walking the streets today I ran into one of my regular customers from when I worked at coffee republic -- an aussie guy whose name I can no longer recall. Also on the plus side, I'm still friendly with the managers of Krispy Kreme and the Phoenix Picturehouse, which means I get free donuts and movies whenever I'm in town :)
I guess what always shocks me is how places which were once so familiar go on living and changing even when I'm not there. I guess that speaks more to my own self-centred worldview than perhaps anything else, but there you have it. I feel the same way when I go back to southern Ontario these days...life goes on even though I'm off experiencing different things.
I suppose Oslo will feel like that one day. Maybe 5 years from now I will return to Norway to see friends and have these same conflicting feelings of nostalgia and remorse. Or maybe I'll be used to those feelings by then. Or maybe I won't end up leaving Oslo, who really knows.
One thing I can say is that spending time with my friends here in Oxford is as if I've never been away. Even in the case of Matt & Pip, who have since had a CHILD and had their life dramatically altered in the past year, it feels as if I've never been away. Rich was a bit more flustered cuz, well, the guy got MARRIED (my main reason for visiting) but I could tell the bonds were as strong as ever. And Jim remains the kind, wise man that I have always known. It is wonderful to be in their company again -- I will have to make more of an effort to return to this place over the next two years.
UPDATE: Perhaps wisely, they have finally changed the code on the door to the office at Coffee Republic. I tried the old one on my way back from the toilet but it no longer worked :(
Well, I'm back visiting Oxford nearly 3 years after moving here for the first time. It's weird to see what's changed and what's the same. A bunch of my favourite small shops have closed (though not all), and that's sad. Equally sad are the homeless people I recognize who are still sitting in the exact same spots, selling the Big Issue or begging for change. I had hoped that some of them would have pulled life together by now.
On the other hand, so much stays exactly the same. I mean, it's not as if they're about to pick up Magdalen College and move it to a different part of the city. There's some 1000+ year history to parts of this city. And while walking the streets today I ran into one of my regular customers from when I worked at coffee republic -- an aussie guy whose name I can no longer recall. Also on the plus side, I'm still friendly with the managers of Krispy Kreme and the Phoenix Picturehouse, which means I get free donuts and movies whenever I'm in town :)
I guess what always shocks me is how places which were once so familiar go on living and changing even when I'm not there. I guess that speaks more to my own self-centred worldview than perhaps anything else, but there you have it. I feel the same way when I go back to southern Ontario these days...life goes on even though I'm off experiencing different things.
I suppose Oslo will feel like that one day. Maybe 5 years from now I will return to Norway to see friends and have these same conflicting feelings of nostalgia and remorse. Or maybe I'll be used to those feelings by then. Or maybe I won't end up leaving Oslo, who really knows.
One thing I can say is that spending time with my friends here in Oxford is as if I've never been away. Even in the case of Matt & Pip, who have since had a CHILD and had their life dramatically altered in the past year, it feels as if I've never been away. Rich was a bit more flustered cuz, well, the guy got MARRIED (my main reason for visiting) but I could tell the bonds were as strong as ever. And Jim remains the kind, wise man that I have always known. It is wonderful to be in their company again -- I will have to make more of an effort to return to this place over the next two years.
UPDATE: Perhaps wisely, they have finally changed the code on the door to the office at Coffee Republic. I tried the old one on my way back from the toilet but it no longer worked :(
Friday, December 28, 2007
In My Head
I had a dream where I discovered that southern Sweden directly bordered Mauritania and Northern India, so I immediately started to plan the road trip of a lifetime! (For the record, Mauritania was to the east, and had a slightly longer border with Sweden than India did)
I awoke to find, somewhat disappointingly, that this is not actually the case. No offense Denmark.
Just for fun, here is a mock-up that I made of how it would actually look. The borders fit quite well together, I must say, especially India and Sweden!
I awoke to find, somewhat disappointingly, that this is not actually the case. No offense Denmark.
Just for fun, here is a mock-up that I made of how it would actually look. The borders fit quite well together, I must say, especially India and Sweden!
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Fascinating
The 21st century is a weird and wonderful place to live.
From the comments of the previous Money as Debt videos I came across this guy:
He has 126 (!) videos on YouTube, which he posts in response to other people's videos. All of them are about the same length and contain basically the same rant/information:
Now, I'm not laughing at the guy...he's obviously got serious issues. Who knows what exactly caused them or when they cropped up. But man, what a fascinating case. How many thousands of people must exist like this in the world? Does he feel like he's accomplishing anything with these videos? Man, the whole situation just blows my mind. The only reason I know about this guy is because he's chosen to make and share these thoughts on the web (I just watched a new one where he says he'd like to move to Iran) -- and yet now, because of the Internet, I have a partial glimpse into the bizarre life story of one individual whom I otherwise would never know existed. I wish I could offer the guy some help, but I really don't feel like there's a whole lot I could accomplish from across the world (I have a hard enough time keeping in touch with friends and family, let alone crazy strangers). And now the only reason you know about him is because you choose to read the thoughts that I share and publish on the web.
Wow, I love new media.
EDIT: Man...the more videos I watch, the more weird quirks I learn about the dude...I mean, it's pretty much the same material over and over again, but every now and then he'll just a drop a sentence here or there and it will completely come outta left field (my favourite so far is how he wouldn't have bombed Hiroshima because of all the beautiful japanese women there). What an incredible character!
EDIT 2: There's a new idea he seems to be advocating lately: a control child. Have one child that gets injections and medicine from the government and goes to public school and have another that avoids all of that and is home schooled. I'm not convinced either of them would turn out ok...
From the comments of the previous Money as Debt videos I came across this guy:
He has 126 (!) videos on YouTube, which he posts in response to other people's videos. All of them are about the same length and contain basically the same rant/information:
- he is a US armed forces veteran
- he claims his old boss was murdered but it was framed as a suicide
- he claims he was abducted and forcibly injected
- he claims someone tried to 'assassinate' him
- he doesn't trust the government and wants them out of power (through violent revolution)
- he believes we're in the middle of a technological war an doesn't trust technology (despite using YouTube to spread his message)
Now, I'm not laughing at the guy...he's obviously got serious issues. Who knows what exactly caused them or when they cropped up. But man, what a fascinating case. How many thousands of people must exist like this in the world? Does he feel like he's accomplishing anything with these videos? Man, the whole situation just blows my mind. The only reason I know about this guy is because he's chosen to make and share these thoughts on the web (I just watched a new one where he says he'd like to move to Iran) -- and yet now, because of the Internet, I have a partial glimpse into the bizarre life story of one individual whom I otherwise would never know existed. I wish I could offer the guy some help, but I really don't feel like there's a whole lot I could accomplish from across the world (I have a hard enough time keeping in touch with friends and family, let alone crazy strangers). And now the only reason you know about him is because you choose to read the thoughts that I share and publish on the web.
Wow, I love new media.
EDIT: Man...the more videos I watch, the more weird quirks I learn about the dude...I mean, it's pretty much the same material over and over again, but every now and then he'll just a drop a sentence here or there and it will completely come outta left field (my favourite so far is how he wouldn't have bombed Hiroshima because of all the beautiful japanese women there). What an incredible character!
EDIT 2: There's a new idea he seems to be advocating lately: a control child. Have one child that gets injections and medicine from the government and goes to public school and have another that avoids all of that and is home schooled. I'm not convinced either of them would turn out ok...
Money as Debt
Holy shit, this is informative. Sometimes I really wish I had studied economics...
Watch this, and then go watch the other 4 parts as well.
Watch this, and then go watch the other 4 parts as well.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Courtesy of TimeAndDate.com
For some reason blogger doesn't agree with the use of tables. Scroll down.
| Location: | Date: | Sunrise: | Sunset: | Length of Day: |
| Toronto | Dec. 18/07 | 7:46am | 4:42pm | 8h56m01s |
| London | Dec. 18/07 | 8:02am | 3:52pm | 7h50m26s |
| Oslo | Dec. 18/07 | 9:16am | 3:11pm | 5h54m42s |
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
BBC Bonanza
I'm taking a break from my final exam (which is discussing the jovial issues of Structural Violence and AIDS in Africa) and I came across another BBC article that made me smile:
One-fifth of Canadians Immigrants
I found this one funny but for a different reason than the last one. Although it accurately states all of the facts, it does so in such a British fashion. I realize that they're talking about first-generation immigrants, but really, in my mind, 99% of all Canadians are immigrants. With the exception of Natives (who, in all probability are actually immigrants from Asia thousands of years ago anyways) all Canadians 'come' from somewhere else. In fact, a large part of our national identity (which is a work-in-progress itself) is the concept of the 'mosaic' - many smaller pictures combining to make up one larger picture.
Maybe I'm reading my own biases too much into it, but it seems very, well, European, to differentiate between foreign-born and national-born residents. As I've mentioned here previously, the best friend I've made in Oslo is a Chinese-Canadian girl from Vancouver. Her family moved to Canada when she was 6 years old (I'm pretty sure?) but I don't think of her as any more or less Canadian than myself (or than my Anglophone roommate from Montreal or than the 2 bilingual girls I know here from the Unversity of Alberta).
I guess it just seems to me that the article places a large difference on 'immigrants' versus 'Canadians' which does make sense because it's an article about immigration, however I just don't get the feeling that the majority of Canadians would view the country through such a dialectical lens. Also, it frames statements in the negative (i.e., "People speaking neither French nor English as their native language now make up 20% of the total population, the highest recorded in the recent past.") Rather than the affirmative (something like "People's who native language is something other than English or French now make up 20% of the total population.")
In fact, compare the BBC article with the equivalent article on the CBC. The CBC article uses terms like "settling in" and "choosing to make their hometown," and opting for phrases like "newcomers" and "residents born outside of Canada" rather than the somewhat blunt and clearly differentiating "foreign-born."
The immigrants immediately become Canadians, they are Canadians, they're not separate from us.
Not that the BBC article is bad or wrong by any means, I just find the difference in tone and approach interesting from a cultural perspective.
One-fifth of Canadians Immigrants
I found this one funny but for a different reason than the last one. Although it accurately states all of the facts, it does so in such a British fashion. I realize that they're talking about first-generation immigrants, but really, in my mind, 99% of all Canadians are immigrants. With the exception of Natives (who, in all probability are actually immigrants from Asia thousands of years ago anyways) all Canadians 'come' from somewhere else. In fact, a large part of our national identity (which is a work-in-progress itself) is the concept of the 'mosaic' - many smaller pictures combining to make up one larger picture.
Maybe I'm reading my own biases too much into it, but it seems very, well, European, to differentiate between foreign-born and national-born residents. As I've mentioned here previously, the best friend I've made in Oslo is a Chinese-Canadian girl from Vancouver. Her family moved to Canada when she was 6 years old (I'm pretty sure?) but I don't think of her as any more or less Canadian than myself (or than my Anglophone roommate from Montreal or than the 2 bilingual girls I know here from the Unversity of Alberta).
I guess it just seems to me that the article places a large difference on 'immigrants' versus 'Canadians' which does make sense because it's an article about immigration, however I just don't get the feeling that the majority of Canadians would view the country through such a dialectical lens. Also, it frames statements in the negative (i.e., "People speaking neither French nor English as their native language now make up 20% of the total population, the highest recorded in the recent past.") Rather than the affirmative (something like "People's who native language is something other than English or French now make up 20% of the total population.")
In fact, compare the BBC article with the equivalent article on the CBC. The CBC article uses terms like "settling in" and "choosing to make their hometown," and opting for phrases like "newcomers" and "residents born outside of Canada" rather than the somewhat blunt and clearly differentiating "foreign-born."
The immigrants immediately become Canadians, they are Canadians, they're not separate from us.
Not that the BBC article is bad or wrong by any means, I just find the difference in tone and approach interesting from a cultural perspective.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Michael Moore on Life in Norway
Props to Gwyneth for pointing this one out to me.
Seeing Vigelands Skulpturparken and Karl Johans gate made me smile.
Seeing Vigelands Skulpturparken and Karl Johans gate made me smile.
This is what happens when I'm forced to write 7000 words in a formal, academic style with footnotes and other proper citations:
Here we all sit,
in our blue jeans.
Poring over books and notes and doodles we have left in the margins.
Like soldiers on a battlefield,
we bond over a shared sense of hardship:
the pressure of the next exam,
the stress of rewriting those final two pages.
It seems all too present now, yet I can't help but think that in 20 years we will barely remember these times.
20 years from now...
We are young, we are white, we are rich.
We are tomorrow's leaders (or so they keep telling us).
The guy on my left - where will he be 20 years from now?
How about the girl who just walked through the door?
Will we have accepted our responsibility as stewards of the planet?
Will we use our wealth and education to eradicate climate change and global poverty?
The realist, who is also called the pessimist, inside of me says "no, nothing will ever change."
But it's got to.
It's the only thing that keeps me going.
The potential to alter the course of human history with
Love and Grace.
and Hope.
Why am I alive if not for this purpose?
20 years from now...
I'm not entirely certain how the whole thing will roll out.
And frankly, I'm a little scared.
But I do know that it starts here,
sitting in my blue jeans.
in our blue jeans.
Poring over books and notes and doodles we have left in the margins.
Like soldiers on a battlefield,
we bond over a shared sense of hardship:
the pressure of the next exam,
the stress of rewriting those final two pages.
It seems all too present now, yet I can't help but think that in 20 years we will barely remember these times.
20 years from now...
We are young, we are white, we are rich.
We are tomorrow's leaders (or so they keep telling us).
The guy on my left - where will he be 20 years from now?
How about the girl who just walked through the door?
Will we have accepted our responsibility as stewards of the planet?
Will we use our wealth and education to eradicate climate change and global poverty?
The realist, who is also called the pessimist, inside of me says "no, nothing will ever change."
But it's got to.
It's the only thing that keeps me going.
The potential to alter the course of human history with
Love and Grace.
and Hope.
Why am I alive if not for this purpose?
20 years from now...
I'm not entirely certain how the whole thing will roll out.
And frankly, I'm a little scared.
But I do know that it starts here,
sitting in my blue jeans.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Homosexuality
I've been working a lot at Lixian's place lately in an effort to finish my final essays for the semester. Tonight, she went to bed early but I stayed up chatting with her friends/roommates and eventually realized that I was alone in a room with 3 gay people (2 guys and a girl).
As I thought more about it I realized that, perhaps sadly, this was the largest number of homosexuals I'd ever knowingly been in a conversation with. They are all great people, and I will make an effort to get to know each of them better.
As I thought more about it I realized that, perhaps sadly, this was the largest number of homosexuals I'd ever knowingly been in a conversation with. They are all great people, and I will make an effort to get to know each of them better.
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