This was a subject that sparked much debate on 1337.com, and for good reason. Not homophobia specifically, but homosexuality in general. Back in the 1800's, we were breaking down slavery; the 1900's provided equality to those of all races and genders (or, failing that, atleast a mutual tollerance). Now, at the turn of our century, this seems to be the new social barrier that we're faced with. Will it fall like the others before it, or will this hatred continue to be a scar far into the future?
I'm convinced it will fall, as they all tend to do. As our civilization grows, so do our ideals and principles. Many say homosexuality is not "normal", but what exactly is "normal"? It varies over time and opinion. Without a doubt, my idea of normal is far different from yours.
Why are people against gays adopting children, or serving in the military? Why does being a homosexual mean you're less of a person? Sure, if we allowed these things, it would shake stuff up, but, you know, we'd get over it. We'd move on, because that's what a progressive society does.
What frightens me is how devided we, as a people, are on this subject. You'd think more would see that for us to be a free nation, an equal nation, we need to embrase people of all nations, genders, and sexual orientations. Equality does not allow you to pick and choose according to 2000 year old principles. There was a reason they called it the "dark ages". Although maybe it's fitting, as we seem to be heading into a Dark Age, if not in one already.
I said earlier in this post that homosexuality will become accepted eventually, but now that I think about it, I'm not so sure. With governments that do nothing and people that think nothing, I don't see how possitive change is even possible.
Despite all I have to say about this, I wish we would ignore it for a while. Right now, there are those out there who, honest to God, are fighting for their lives. Why aren't there lengthy blog posts and 50 pages forum threads about that? Surely we haven't sunk so low as a society that no one cares. Given the current state of things, I'm not too sure.
I'm convinced it will fall, as they all tend to do. As our civilization grows, so do our ideals and principles. Many say homosexuality is not "normal", but what exactly is "normal"? It varies over time and opinion. Without a doubt, my idea of normal is far different from yours.
Why are people against gays adopting children, or serving in the military? Why does being a homosexual mean you're less of a person? Sure, if we allowed these things, it would shake stuff up, but, you know, we'd get over it. We'd move on, because that's what a progressive society does.
What frightens me is how devided we, as a people, are on this subject. You'd think more would see that for us to be a free nation, an equal nation, we need to embrase people of all nations, genders, and sexual orientations. Equality does not allow you to pick and choose according to 2000 year old principles. There was a reason they called it the "dark ages". Although maybe it's fitting, as we seem to be heading into a Dark Age, if not in one already.
I said earlier in this post that homosexuality will become accepted eventually, but now that I think about it, I'm not so sure. With governments that do nothing and people that think nothing, I don't see how possitive change is even possible.
Despite all I have to say about this, I wish we would ignore it for a while. Right now, there are those out there who, honest to God, are fighting for their lives. Why aren't there lengthy blog posts and 50 pages forum threads about that? Surely we haven't sunk so low as a society that no one cares. Given the current state of things, I'm not too sure.
These past two weeks have been rather eventful, so, of course, I've failed to mention any of it. Well, here it is...
1)Possibly the most noticable in my life is the surgery, which happened last Tuesday. Being in the hospital again wasn't exactly what I'd call pleasant, but I somewhat enjoyed being back for a very temporary visit. It's my old stomping grounds, you know? One thing I didn't expect was for the surgery to have a lasting pain. It's just the removal of a piece of metal, but it hurts like hell to walk. Urgh, now I'm wishing they never took it out in the first place. Once they saw that they'd have to chissel away some bone to get it out, they should've just left it. Oh well, atleast it got me out of PE.
2)Gradumacation was uber boring, but playing in the Schnitz was pretty cool. Those chairs were pretty nice, though. The Bohemian Rhapsody they did was awesome. God, I love that song...
3)The hardest day of the year? The last day of school. Worse this year than last year, for obvious reasons. But it did have its good points, or, rather, good point. I think of all the things we did every day that are just memories now. Ah, no, it's too depressing. I'm in a good mood now and I don't want to spoil it.
4)Andrea and I went to go see cars. Like every other Pixar movie, it rocked. I forgot my money, though, so all we had was Andrea's $5, so she went up and bought her ticket, and we both just kinda walked in. It didn't bug me, though, because that's just me, livin' on the edge. I've found, though, that I can't go to a movie without popcorn. A couple times during the movie, I reached into the cup holder, hoping I'd find a tasty morsel or something there.
It's been a good summer, so far. Andrea's almost completely moved into her new house, which is awesome, by the way. Uberly better than her old one. It has a half court! On the 29th, me and my mom are going to see the Importance of Being Earnest down in Ashland. I'm looking forward to that. To top it off, the hotel we're staying at gives away free apples! AND THE ZOO!! WOOHOO, THE ZOO!! IHAVENTBEENTHEREINFOREVERSOEXCITEDWEEEEEEEEEEE!!
1)Possibly the most noticable in my life is the surgery, which happened last Tuesday. Being in the hospital again wasn't exactly what I'd call pleasant, but I somewhat enjoyed being back for a very temporary visit. It's my old stomping grounds, you know? One thing I didn't expect was for the surgery to have a lasting pain. It's just the removal of a piece of metal, but it hurts like hell to walk. Urgh, now I'm wishing they never took it out in the first place. Once they saw that they'd have to chissel away some bone to get it out, they should've just left it. Oh well, atleast it got me out of PE.
2)Gradumacation was uber boring, but playing in the Schnitz was pretty cool. Those chairs were pretty nice, though. The Bohemian Rhapsody they did was awesome. God, I love that song...
3)The hardest day of the year? The last day of school. Worse this year than last year, for obvious reasons. But it did have its good points, or, rather, good point. I think of all the things we did every day that are just memories now. Ah, no, it's too depressing. I'm in a good mood now and I don't want to spoil it.
4)Andrea and I went to go see cars. Like every other Pixar movie, it rocked. I forgot my money, though, so all we had was Andrea's $5, so she went up and bought her ticket, and we both just kinda walked in. It didn't bug me, though, because that's just me, livin' on the edge. I've found, though, that I can't go to a movie without popcorn. A couple times during the movie, I reached into the cup holder, hoping I'd find a tasty morsel or something there.
It's been a good summer, so far. Andrea's almost completely moved into her new house, which is awesome, by the way. Uberly better than her old one. It has a half court! On the 29th, me and my mom are going to see the Importance of Being Earnest down in Ashland. I'm looking forward to that. To top it off, the hotel we're staying at gives away free apples! AND THE ZOO!! WOOHOO, THE ZOO!! IHAVENTBEENTHEREINFOREVERSOEXCITEDWEEEEEEEEEEE!!
It's hard to believe that only one year ago today, this blog started it's journey along the path of boredom and tediousness. *sniffle* They grow up so fast, don't they?
M's the 13th letter of the alphabet!!
5 Comments Published by Elentine on Friday, June 09, 2006 at 11:57 AM.
That was the bit of knowledge I gained during the history final, which, with the exception of about 8 questions, was incredibly easy. All that studying definitely paid off. I don't think it would've been as easy without those Resourses I spent on it. That was a slight jab at Bre, who accused Elyse and I of ditching her during Resource. Yes, we ditched her during Study Hall so we could study. Horrible, aren't we? Normally, this would be something I would complain about on my private blog, but I really don't give a damn anymore. My peaceful side is gone, dead. It's withered away for the past year, and quite drastically over the last few months, starting around Spring Break. Maybe it's the meds or the events of the past week that have pushed me over the edge, but all I know is that I've had it.
I've given it some thought, because when we were saying things that annoy eachother, I couldn't place what it is you do that really gets under my skin. Sometimes, words just can't be put to it. I think I've got it mostly down, though. One major thing is your total lack of sympathy. You simply don't care. Maybe you do, but no one sees it. Honestly, it doesn't seem like you care about anything besides band. Your footloose and fancy free attitude is refreshing on some occations, but you need to learn when to take it down a notch.
Another thing is when we're on AIM, you'll send random lyrics DURING A CONVERSATION! Not even during a lull, but when I'm actually trying to say something! That's why I hardly ever go onto AIM. I don't give a fuck what the chorus of the Lady's Got Potential is! No one does! When no one's saying anything, then it's fine. Atleast it entertains you (you and you only, by the way). When I'm actually trying to talk about something, something I find fairly important, and all you have to say is the lyrics to Oh What a Circus, I'm not exactly compelled to say anything more. I hardly ever sign on anymore because I inevitably have to talk to you. In person, you're usually fine, but on AIM, you have an intolerable tone of bitchiness.
Also, you're flighty. What exactly do I mean by that? Well, here's an example: at the beginning of May, it was "Oh, Spwencer, I wuv you! I want you back! Pwease, will you go out with me again? PWEASE!" Once that failed, it was "Well, I'm a single band geek. Jordan's a single band geek. Yeah, this should work." That didn't pan out, I guess, so you moved on to yet another band geek: Dan, and this is where we reside today. When it comes to guys, you're a bit desperate. I wistfully want one, but I don't let it control my life, Andrea has one and is quite content, and Elyse has barely even thought of one. When you have a list, it's time to rethink a few things.
You ditch people. It wasn't just Jeremy when you two were going out, it's a lot of people. You already know about this one, because it seriously pissed off your entire Freshman friend base. And the improvements have been minimal. That's what gets me. You know these things that people hate about you, and yet you do little or nothing to change it. Don't you care? We aren't just some class where you can do a half-assed job and get by with a C, we're your friends. Okay, I should really refrain from using plurals like "we" because I wholly for myself. I'm sure there are those that aren't annoyed by you, and I know there's one that doesn't want to get involved.
Know that this goes both ways. I want to take whatever I dish out. From this major stuff to even the way I pronounce a certain word, I wanna know how I annoy people. This goes for everyone, not just Bre. I laid it on pretty thick, and now I'm ready for some pay back.
I've given it some thought, because when we were saying things that annoy eachother, I couldn't place what it is you do that really gets under my skin. Sometimes, words just can't be put to it. I think I've got it mostly down, though. One major thing is your total lack of sympathy. You simply don't care. Maybe you do, but no one sees it. Honestly, it doesn't seem like you care about anything besides band. Your footloose and fancy free attitude is refreshing on some occations, but you need to learn when to take it down a notch.
Another thing is when we're on AIM, you'll send random lyrics DURING A CONVERSATION! Not even during a lull, but when I'm actually trying to say something! That's why I hardly ever go onto AIM. I don't give a fuck what the chorus of the Lady's Got Potential is! No one does! When no one's saying anything, then it's fine. Atleast it entertains you (you and you only, by the way). When I'm actually trying to talk about something, something I find fairly important, and all you have to say is the lyrics to Oh What a Circus, I'm not exactly compelled to say anything more. I hardly ever sign on anymore because I inevitably have to talk to you. In person, you're usually fine, but on AIM, you have an intolerable tone of bitchiness.
Also, you're flighty. What exactly do I mean by that? Well, here's an example: at the beginning of May, it was "Oh, Spwencer, I wuv you! I want you back! Pwease, will you go out with me again? PWEASE!" Once that failed, it was "Well, I'm a single band geek. Jordan's a single band geek. Yeah, this should work." That didn't pan out, I guess, so you moved on to yet another band geek: Dan, and this is where we reside today. When it comes to guys, you're a bit desperate. I wistfully want one, but I don't let it control my life, Andrea has one and is quite content, and Elyse has barely even thought of one. When you have a list, it's time to rethink a few things.
You ditch people. It wasn't just Jeremy when you two were going out, it's a lot of people. You already know about this one, because it seriously pissed off your entire Freshman friend base. And the improvements have been minimal. That's what gets me. You know these things that people hate about you, and yet you do little or nothing to change it. Don't you care? We aren't just some class where you can do a half-assed job and get by with a C, we're your friends. Okay, I should really refrain from using plurals like "we" because I wholly for myself. I'm sure there are those that aren't annoyed by you, and I know there's one that doesn't want to get involved.
Know that this goes both ways. I want to take whatever I dish out. From this major stuff to even the way I pronounce a certain word, I wanna know how I annoy people. This goes for everyone, not just Bre. I laid it on pretty thick, and now I'm ready for some pay back.
Ah, where has all the magic gone?
1 Comments Published by Elentine on Thursday, June 01, 2006 at 1:06 PM.
For the longest time, I believed we were ourselves become of some unexplained, mystical coincidence. We feel because we were supposed to. Our minds were mysterious places whose strange machinations could not be explained; where we were beings, not systems. It was a world that had no boundaries. The thought that it was run by simple cells and chemical reactions was not only absurd, but rather insulting.
This is a bit of sixteenth century thinking, I know. Primitive and hardly appropriate for our current age, but I enjoyed having life more...Mysterious. What I feel and what I think aren't mine anymore, they're the property of cells and chemicals. Ridiculous to think this, but is there even a me?
Knowing that everything that makes us up is simply a delicate system rather erases all things mystical. Even ghosts can be scientifically explained. On Ghost Hunters last night (*tear* season finale...A whole summer without hearing those guys say "Dude!") they were talking about types of rocks that--and I'm not sure how to exactly explain this--record events then, under the right circumstances, play them back through the release of energy, like a broken record.
Is that really all it is? Just the release of energy? Granted, it's hardly a simple feat, but, really, is that it? It doesn't explain all hauntings, though. Poltergeists, for example, don't apply to the memory rock theory. Spirits who interact with the living are don't apply, either. That's reassuring, atleast. Some things can't be explained by simple science...yet.
This is a bit of sixteenth century thinking, I know. Primitive and hardly appropriate for our current age, but I enjoyed having life more...Mysterious. What I feel and what I think aren't mine anymore, they're the property of cells and chemicals. Ridiculous to think this, but is there even a me?
Knowing that everything that makes us up is simply a delicate system rather erases all things mystical. Even ghosts can be scientifically explained. On Ghost Hunters last night (*tear* season finale...A whole summer without hearing those guys say "Dude!") they were talking about types of rocks that--and I'm not sure how to exactly explain this--record events then, under the right circumstances, play them back through the release of energy, like a broken record.
Is that really all it is? Just the release of energy? Granted, it's hardly a simple feat, but, really, is that it? It doesn't explain all hauntings, though. Poltergeists, for example, don't apply to the memory rock theory. Spirits who interact with the living are don't apply, either. That's reassuring, atleast. Some things can't be explained by simple science...yet.
