As I was reading "The Bluest Eye" by Tori Morrison, I came across a part at the very first few pages where the narrator puked on the bed and the mother got upset. As the mother was cleaning up the puke from the pillow and sheets, she keeps on prattling about how inconvenient and unnecessary the puke on the bed is. Through this, I was reminded how sometimes when my mom critiques me, she gets progressively angrier the more she talks about the matter. This also happened to me when I was trying to console a parent who thought that their child was mistreated in the school tennis team. I call this the self enrage phenomenon. Being on the receiving end of this phenomenon, I find it annoying and extremely unfair because it shows the lack of control in emotions the individual on the giving end possesses. What was simple critiquing is now the person venting and raging on the poor victim. Sadly, it's human nature to be emotional, thus there is no way around it but to just take the hits.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Sunday, October 19, 2014
The End Of The Journey
As our class reaches the end of our declaration of independence seminar/debate. I couldn't help but to wonder whether equality can truly exist. Sure, we're almost to the point now in our society where every individual has been given equal rights by the government; but this cannot guarantee that they are treated equally. A perfect example is school bullyings. All students in school share the same student code of conduct and have the same rights. Even though students are given the same rights, these rights are ultimately artificial. They cannot guarantee to stop actions that are almost human nature to us, which are to single out, alienate, and ridicule the outlier or the weak. This phenomenon can be seen through history: the Spartans abandoned malformed male babies, the Witch trials, the British discriminating the colonists, whites discriminating blacks, Tannen being discriminated by a man at a talk show (men discriminating women). It is evident that discrimination is somewhat implanted to our human nature. With this in mind, people should question whether it is possible that someday, people will eventually stop subconsciously differentiating others and treat everyone the same. Considering this, another question arises: if everyone is viewed equally, how is it possible for us to fall in love? Or elect a leader? We would no longer have the ability to categorize and prioritize, or feel different things about different people. The world would be a better place in the means of everyone will be treated fairly , but we would lose sentimentality which is a part of what makes us human.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Drop Dead Minister
Towards the end of "The Scarlet Letter", the minister, Dimmesdale finally confesses his sin to the public. This makes Pearl happy and she finally acknowledges Dimmesdale as her father. Unfortunately, Dimmesdale seems to be relieved from his burden and loses his will to live. He says his final words with Hester and dies instantaneously. This scene in the book made me wonder whether a person can simply choose to die just by losing his will to live. Judging by Dimmesdale's previous actions he was in decent conditions, he was young, and well fed. The way in which the minister dies can vary in perspective. Maybe he learned a yoga move that could make him so zen that he can just relax to the point 'till nothing on his body functions anymore; or maybe God really did come down and take him away. In my opinion, the most likely way Dimmesdale died was through cardiac arrest. Throughout the story, he puts his hand above his heart as if it's hurting or bothering him. Hinting that he could potentially have a heart problem. On the Scaffold when he confesses his sin, it is probable that he had gotten too emotional and thus triggered his heart failure.