have you stood in another's shoes?

points of views are very interesting.
they are helpful to know.
they can be offensive.
they can be enriching.

propaganda is using media to try to persuade others to a specific point of view. once, while researching information for a historiagraphy paper about anti-semitism in post world war two in the Middle East, i came across this.

i thought i'd share.

first: use this address- http://www.islamicity.com/IslamiTV/
2nd: under "Main Categories" (left hand column) select "Original Shows"
3rd: toward the bottom of the left column "Sub Categories" will appear, select "Comical Views"
4th: watch and listen to the two about Bush. (you can watch the other two if you'd like...)

then, let me know what you think. and if you haven't watched 'em, don't read the comments until you do.

HYPOCRITE

My life has been culminating into this crazy thing bound by deadlines, time frames, and schedules: although I like organization more than I probably ought to, I miss simplicity. Since when does it matter if a paper be four pages or eight pages? Since when should a person lose sleep, sanity, compassion… over an insignificant assignment in the eternal scheme of this world?

Last Sunday, Ashley N. asked me to give the lesson for FHE. I did, giving one on optimism. I privately set the goal to be optimistic all week. I failed. Miserably failed. Besides having a Hurricane Katrina proportioned migraine for multiple days, I was short-tempered, frustrated, depressed, and cranky. I didn’t want to laugh. I didn’t want to talk. I didn’t want to do anything.

But knowing this, and remembering what I shared on Sunday, I feel even worse (imagine that) because I know that I am being a Hypocrite. “Be happy,” my mouth said. “Be miserable,” my actions yelled. “Smile at others,” I suggested.” “Don’t you dare smile at me!” my eyes hissed. “The Savior, even through all that He suffered- for you, for me, for all of those He loved- was the most optimistic man to live. We are taught to be like Him,” I reminded the group. But, to everyone reading my actions, face, or mind, “Woe is me. Let me be miserable.”

But…. I wanna report… I am fighten’ dat miserable misery-devil.
And

I

Am

Now

SMILING!!!!!

a day shy of two weeks...

wow i am pathetic. and the thing is that once again I have nothing to write about. i really want to take a nap though.

"Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most."

They (the unidentified people of the world) say that a person is suppose to go to school to learn stuff. I am going to school. Am I learning anything? You bet I am!

• The sun doesn't provide enough heat.
• Freshman are not wide-eyed, bushy-tailed innocence.
• Guys are still scarey sometimes.
• Other guys are fun and enjoyable to be around.
• Girls and their girlish tendencies to flirt 24/7 are annoying.
• Bugs are named correctly.
• Intimidation comes in the form of scribbely lined homework sheets.
• Professors are just as akward as everyone else: hence there is no hope to grow out of it.
• People as a whole are friendly.
• It is not difficult to look like you are an authority of some sort- just dress nicely and frown slightly and move with purpose.
• It is important to keep friendly connections with everyone- even with those who intimidate you- they come back into your life at one time or another.
• Tons of people in a little hallway, trying to go five different ways, does not result in happiness. (so is it wickedness?)
• LIFE IS EXPENSIVE
• Getting older is good, but depressing at times.
• Clocks are mean. They make their hands go really fast when you have a deadline to make. And they make their hands go molassesly slow when you are bored with nothing to do.
• Mastering a foriegn language is impossibly hard.

And have YOU learned ANYTHING as cool as me?
I betcha yeh haven't... ;)