Sunday, December 21, 2008
Honesty
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Acronyms
Friday, December 19, 2008
Accomplishment
It seems that to be proud of one's abilities is in negative light among some groups nowadays. I have read several cases of honor rolls being disbanded because of one child doing better than another - and that other getting so upset that parents complained. To talk about, or even bring up, an accomplishment, be it physical, intellectual, or a combination is often viewed as arrogant or bragging. Meanwhile, accommodations, and even rewards, are given to those who cannot quite reach the bar. In this atmosphere, is it any wonder that anything that gives a sense of doing something right will bring throngs of business, as videogames have done?
Videogames reward. There are points, unlockables, levels, achievements, things you have to work for. Sure, there are cheat codes, but they are more often for sheer absurd fun - and never quite give the same warm glow that doing it yourself does. While multi-player is the most obvious arena for proving one's skill, single-player games have their merits as well. That sense of reward, of accomplishment, is what drives players to complete 100% of a game, or keep trying that tough level over and over again until they beat it. It's what keeps us coming back - if a game is too easy, I assure you it will not get near as much game time.
Gamers develop patience, creative thinking, coordination, reflexes and more because of this sense of accomplishment. It's like the way children learn at an early age - not because they have to, but because it is fun and because they earn the sense of pride that should come with any accomplishment. This sense of pride is not a bad thing. It is an essential component of our nature, what keeps us striving to be better than ourselves.
I have lost track of the number of gamer goals I have set for myself over the years. More often that not, they are things that have no tangible value but, rather, are connected in my mind with achieving something. However, no tangible value does not mean valueless. Through my gaming, I have learned how to set reasonable goals for myself and learned how to be proud of myself without being obnoxious - after all, no one wants to play with a gloater. I have learned how to budget my time and that, sometimes, the things we want will not come easy - a lesson, I think, that is disappearing.
Ultimately, that is the real value. Pushing yourself and enjoying yourself - it's no coincidence that video games hold much of the same positive traits as sports, martial arts, or difficult crafts and arts. They may be games, and often seen as a "worthless" way to spend time, but their lessons become even more deeply embedded because of the fun in them. Just don't tell the kiddies that the video games are good for them.
Taking this a step further, and a bit away from video games, could attempting to gain a sense of accomplishment not be the reason so many of our youth are embroiled in gangs and other unhealthy behavior? If you are not getting a sense of pride from home or school, would you not seek it elsewhere - somewhere with ranks and trials? All of my literature study suggests that people have an innate need to believe in something, to attach themselves to whatever it is that makes them feel accomplished or virtuous. This applies to religion, to nationalism, to any and all of the revolutionary causes. People get caught up in things larger than themselves because it is so easy to feel small - after all an individual in this world is but one of 6.7 billion (the current guesstimate is 6,707,035,007) and it seems that all that can be done either has been or is being done. It's a daunting thought.
Oh boy, new blog(s)!
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Hungry? A short review of Michael Pollan.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
The List
Saturday, December 13, 2008
No resets, no editing.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Stimulation and times of stop
Sunday, December 7, 2008
New Layout, OMW, Childhood
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
OMW - Scar story
Most of my scars come from a period in time about five years ago when I was dealing with BPD - Borderline Personality Disorder. Though I have recovered (and that's another story!), I still carry the almost-shame of that time. In moments of introspection I realize that I wouldn't change anything; that time of hitting bottom helped me realize myself and define who I am. I like who I am. So, why the fear? Is the need for acceptance so ingrained that to voluntarily jeopardize it will always hold a tinge of 'wrong'?
The strongest people are those who can show weakness. This paradox is well worth remembering as we are asked to tell our scar stories. Can you laugh at yourself? Can you face where you have been and say: "What a time. It broke me. It defined me. I'm better for it."?
Monday, November 24, 2008
Niches
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Thanks Alice! (And, finally, a post!)
Friday, October 10, 2008
Wheels, part deux
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Square Wheels
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Working...
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Processes

Luckily for me, I have a genius for my other half. While at dinner last night, Andy pointed out how I've been limiting myself.
The result was exultation and personal epiphany.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Writing, technology, and relevance - Part 1
Though I know as I write this that it will be posted on-line, I find myself in a different mindset than occurs while typing and looking at a screen. There is less distraction, less extraneous tools. I feel more free to just write, knowing I'll be able to edit later as I type.
Two nights ago I had a conversation with my software engineer boyfriend about the relevance of technology to certain fields. The obvious field to come into question and under discussion was mine - writing, literature, and so forth. The technology needed for the actual work I do is minimal. Humankind has long been writing in one form or another. What was eventually brought up was less technology's relevance to the actual work and more its impact on the sharing and distribution of the work.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Personal update
I officially have my Bachelor's degree in English. Plans for the future include applying to the JET program and writing as much as possible. For those who don't know, the JET (Japanese Exchange and Teaching) program sends those accepted over to Japan for a year to help with ESL (English as a Second Language) work and generally foster good relations between Japanese youth and youths from other countries (such as, in my case, the USA). The application process is almost a year long, starting this September, and if I am accepted I will be in Japan for a year starting around Aug 2009. Needless to say, I'm extremely excited about the prospect. I've visited Japan once and absolutely loved the place. In addition, I'm currently doing ESL teaching independently and it has to be one of the most rewarding and interesting types of teaching I've ever been exposed to.
As for the writing, all I can do is keep at it. I'm working on a good amount of personal work that I hope to submit to various places - so if the posts are lacking, that's why. However, that said, I enjoy the blogging as well and it keeps me in form so I will attempt to keep updates regular. Writing is lifeblood to me. Even when I'm not writing, I'm writing - turning ideas over in my head, developing characters/plots/etc, nearly dying in car accidents as I try to scribble down that really interesting thought...
On an even more personal note, Andy and I are doing well and will be celebrating our 5 year anniversary this Samhain (Halloween). For graduation my parents gave us a cruise (fun!) and so we'll probably take it around either then or my birthday in November.
If anyone has any other questions as to what is going on, just post in the comments.
Ja Ne!
-Melissa Rhys-
Monday, August 11, 2008
The nature of writing - part one of gajillion
I have long had a love/hate relationship with writing on demand. There are times it is a boon - creating enough tension to cattle-prod inspiration into striking. There are also times it causes the viscosity of the creative juices to increase proportional to the deadline. Recently, I have discovered another aspect to writing on demand: the properties of it remain the same no matter the "demander" - for as of late I am both demanding and the demandee.
In front of me, in its nice tidy frame, sits my newly-minted diploma, proclaiming my prowess through the achievement of a "Bachelor of Arts (English)." On top of and hanging off of the frame are invisible goblins making faces at me every time I sit down at this computer and don't write. Some are goblins of expectations questioning why I am not midway through a major work. Some are goblins of creativity (3rd cousins to the Muses) who alternately sprinkle my fingers with magic dust of genius and magic dust of dumb. It's impossible to tell the bags apart until I'm settled in and have been sprinkled for the session. Some are goblins of guilt, some goblins of doubt - both closely related to the goblins of expectations. These are the worst, but at least they are kept under control by the goblins of confidence and support.
Credibility - you have to live up to it in order to keep it. Thus the goblins and the goal-setting. I would be writing anyway - I cannot NOT write - but in some ways I feel that my graduation has raised my standards for myself. Not low to begin with, my expectations of myself are now such that it's slightly intimidating. I'm sure other writers have experienced this; if not after getting a degree, then perhaps after their first publication or such. I'll balance out I'm sure - as long as I remember to feed the goblins.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Faces and Feelings
One's face is more than what one presents to the world. You can, as said in Bye, Bye Birdie, "put on a happy face" but our culture recognizes that a face put on is not the real person. There are phrases such as "he showed his true face" or the obvious "two-faced" insult that implies that neither face is real. One's face, one's true face, is, simply, who one is.
In this era of personal webpages, instant fame with youtube, and, of course, Facebook, there are snippets of identity available at every click. (On a side note, don't ask if I'm on Facebook - I'm not. This is as close as I get.) Employers, co-workers, that blind date on Saturday night - people are using these technological resources to, in theory, find out who the person they are interested in 'really' is. The frightful aspect of all this is the idea that one's "face-value," that is, the face presented online, is becoming the basis for judgements made about the reality and identity of one's self by others. The false or incomplete face is being seen as real.
So, there's the scary set-up. Now, how does this relate to hiding one's face behind one's feelings? (For that matter, what exactly do I mean by that phrase?)
Who one is, the core self, is a deeper thing than can be explored in one entry. However, I will say this - I do not think that we are defined by our feelings. Not our emotions, not our passions, not our regrets. Our experiences, yes, our reactions, yes, our self-spirit, yes but there is a difference between these things and our feelings. For example, I have a passion for writing. I love it, I love every aspect of it - even the hair-pulling, banging-head-on-desk ones. But, does this passion define me? No, or at least, only on the surface. Deeper than, and driving, the passion for writing is the need to express myself, to create and react to all that is around me. This need does not have the burning of a passion or the fluidity of a feeling - it is simply a part of me, like the need to breathe or the ability to think. However, this core part of my self is in a way hidden by my passion for writing - in this way, I am hiding my face behind my feelings. In this same manner we cannot define others simply by what we see - and thusly may never be able to define another person. The person who gets angry at a mess left for them to clean up is not defined by that anger (even if it happens constantly.) Rather, perhaps hir is defined by the deeper sense of a need for order and organization. The way the mind works, the structured or chaotic or twisted thinking within it, seems to be what defines a person far more than feelings. People who feel the need for order will show that in more than just anger or exasperation at a mess. It will come through in their habits, their hobbies, their work choice, and so forth. In this way, their "tidiness" etc cannot define them because the root of that tidiness (or anger or whatever) is something else entirely.
In this, we find that we can only judge or know people empirically, by the symptoms they show of who they are.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Almost
What makes a place home? Is is the physical place? The memories created there? A combination? Or, rather, is it the manifestation of self and a sense of belonging? I'm inclined to believe the lattermost. We put into our homes - no matter how large or small - pieces of who we are. These pieces need not be material things. One can be as simple as that water stain that always looked like a face or the view from a particular window. By attaching emotions and thoughts to such things we make them ours. We may not in actuality own the things in that view but the view itself is ours.
Transitions - why are they so exciting and scary? The reason could be the same reason we fear death, that is, they are filled with the unknown. In every transition is potential for blessing and bane. Moreover, they are filled with the knowledge that things will never be this way again. Thus nostalgia is born, retrobias, and the sense that either moving forward towards "better" things or back to the "good ol' days" would increase the quality of our lives. In this, one never finds satisfaction in the present.
More to come but life intervenes.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Elusive and Lasting
The war in Iraq is a topic that is unique. It has been overly-discussed and yet still has the ability to generate discussion and strife. People are asking questions such as: "What are we really fighting for anyway?" "How did this happen?" and "What is this doing to us - as people, as a nation?" We are all too close to the situation and time to answer these questions. Perhaps one day, in my children's or my grandchildren's history books, the answers will emerge. Or maybe, more likely, there will be many answers - some conflicting - depending on who is writing the history books.
It is said that one person can make a difference in this world, despite being one of billions. Certainly there have been figures in history that seem to validate this idea - Socrates, Descartes, Einstein, Jefferson, Franklin, Tesla, and so on. Yet I have to wonder if, due to the sheer volume of minds that have existed, there is not a kind of inevitably to progress. Study the history of science or literature and you see that breakthroughs in thought and technology tend to come in waves, often with many reaching - individually - the same or similar conclusions around the same time period.
This is not to say that there is no point to individual human lives or to promote a sort of fatalism. We are all our own universes, each of us a unique culmination of our time and experiences that will never happen again. Every life is one of a kind - amusingly, it is difference that creates the only universal sameness across culture and time. We all influence each other - short and long term - and we all contribute to what will influence those that come after us. In this we are all both, invariably, immortal and brief.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Passivity's Place
For those not familiar with the term, I will elaborate: Binary oppositions are pairs of opposites, dichotomies, one of which is (usually) considered dominant or "better". Examples include male/female, strong/weak, positive/negative, civilization/nature, and, active/passive. Many, myself included, place the beginning of such a mindset around the Enlightenment, due especially to the writings of such philosophers as Descartes with his split of the mind and body.
Allow me to be a bit unconventional here and say that the idea of thinking in pure opposites - in black and white - is, in a word, foolish.
Passivity has its place, as does being active. There are times that being passive actually requires more strength than immediately jumping into action. Passivity brings contemplation and meditation upon the situation at hand.
This is not to say that we should become stepping stones for those around us. Rather, it is important to take into account that situations and people are multi-faceted and the culmination of a great many factors - and that there are multiple solutions for any such problem. Remember Gandhi's methods, or the bus boycotts in Montgomery during the Civil Rights movement. Both were cases of taking action through passivity.
There is a danger in binary oppositions that is too easy to fall into. They are seductive, giving people an assurance that they are right and that the "other" is wrong. They promote narrow-mindedness and limit one's viewpoint. While this may sound like common sense, it is so simple to get caught up in binary thinking that it is often not seen for what it is. Remember, every "villain" has been doing what they thought was right. Opening one's self up to the idea that the "other" may be just as valuable is scary and lacks the security that putting one's self and identity in a niche brings.
So how does this relate to gender studies? Well, in the course of feminism, many rights have been gained but I feel something has been lost as well. Too many women in our culture now feel that if they do not want to work, if they would rather perform more traditional duties, that they would somehow be betraying their gender by enjoying what is seen as a passive role. This is a result of binary thinking. So many women are stretching themselves so thin attempting to be everything that is expected of them that their enjoyment of who and what they are is lost. Being active, that is, working and shunning a passive identity, has gained such positive connotations that it overshadows the main thing that feminists were really fighting for - choice. By shedding binary thinking, one gains choice and the ability to see all the shades of gray available. Moreover, one is not limited by culture's whisperings that, in a supposed a/b situation, that 'a' is good and 'b' is bad.
So. Choice of many facets or security in a limited mindset - it all depends on whether you open your eyes.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Video Games and Achievement
While playing one of my plethora of video games, I realized that decent part of my enjoyment in this past time stems from the sense of accomplishment it gives me. This led me to reminiscing. I realized that while I have heard plenty from the "games are good" camp about them increasing hand-eye coordination and puzzle solving skills (both true), I have heard little about the positive image they can give one's self through accomplishment.
It seems that to be proud of one's abilities is in negative light among some groups nowadays. I have read several cases of honor rolls being disbanded because of one child doing better than another - and that other getting so upset that parents complained. To talk about, or even bring up, an accomplishment, be it physical, intellectual, or a combination is often viewed as arrogant or bragging. Meanwhile, accommodations and even rewards are given to those who cannot quite reach the bar. In this atmosphere, is it any wonder that anything that gives a sense of doing something right will bring throngs of business, as video games have done?
Video games reward. There are points, unlockables, levels, things you have to work for. Sure, there are cheat codes, but they are more often for sheer absurd fun - and never quite give the same warm glow that doing it yourself does. While multi-player is the most obvious arena for proving one's skill, single-player games have their merits as well. That sense of reward, of accomplishment, is what drives players to complete 100% of a game, or keep trying that tough level over and over again until they beat it. It's what keeps us coming back - if a game is too easy, I assure you it will not get near as much game time.
Gamers develop patience, creative thinking, coordination, reflexes and more because of this sense of accomplishment. It's like the way children learn at an early age - not because they have to, but because it is fun and because they earn the sense of pride that should come with any accomplishment. This sense of pride is not a bad thing. It is an essential component of our nature, what keeps us striving to be better than ourselves.
I have lost track of the number of gamer goals I have set for myself over the years. More often that not, they are things that have no tangible value but, rather, are connected in my mind with achieving something. However, no tangible value does not mean valueless. Through my gaming, I have learned how to set reasonable goals for myself and learned how to be proud of myself without being obnoxious - after all, no one wants to play with a gloater. I have learned how to budget my time and that, sometimes, the things we want will not come easy - a lesson, I think, that is disappearing.
Ultimately, that is the real value. Pushing yourself and enjoying yourself - it's no coincidence that video games hold much of the same positive traits as sports, martial arts, or difficult crafts and arts. They may be games, and often seen as a "worthless" way to spend time, but their lessons become even more deeply embedded because of the fun in them. Just don't tell the kiddies that the video games are good for them.
Taking this a step further, and a bit away from video games, could attempting to gain a sense of accomplishment not be the reason so many of our youth are embroiled in gangs and other unhealthy behavior? If you are not getting a sense of pride from home or school, would you not seek it elsewhere - somewhere with ranks and trials? All of my literature study suggests that people have an innate need to believe in something, to attach themselves to whatever it is that makes them feel accomplished or virtuous. This applies to religion, to nationalism, to any and all of the revolutionary causes. People get caught up in things larger than themselves because it is so easy to feel small - after all an individual in this world is but one of 6.7 billion (the current guesstimate is 6,707,035,007) and it seems that all that can be done either has been or is being done. It's a daunting thought.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Temporary Hiatus
Friday, June 6, 2008
Ahh, Heraclitus
“It is not better for people to obtain all that they want.”
There are those in this Western materialistic culture for whom the first reaction to the above fragment would be disbelief. After all, isn't that why so many Americans are deep in credit card debt – obtaining all that they want? Isn't that very desire part of what keeps capitalism alive?
A strong appetite, of whatever type, be it physical hunger, intellectual, etc. is a large factor in what makes us human. However, with this fragment Heraclitus suggests two ideas very important to survival and happiness: that of moderation in desire and the danger inherent in achieving all that they want.
Without moderation there is loss of value. The value of so many things, material and not, is relative – happiness is known to be good by also experiencing sadness. To obtain all that one wants is to say that one would never want again. One who never wanted would soon be a miserable person, if that one could be called a person at all at that point. There would be no sense of drive for anything and, worse, no identity for the person. While the former is certainly a frightening idea for some, it is the latter that is the real danger.
Identity is found in loss and striving. It is important to note that this does not apply solely to material goods – even a Taoist, shun worldly desire as he/she will, is still striving for something spiritually; this striving is where he/she finds identity. What spark of life would there be for one who had everything they desired? What reason would there be to continue? Eventually, it is very possible that the person who had everything they wanted to want death – and then they would get that too.
“The bow's name is life, its deed is death.”
We are all a bow; within each of us is life and death. We live, yes, but throughout each of us, at all times, parts of us are dying and being replaced. Further, we all gain life through death in the absolutely necessary act of eating. Even if one is a vegetarian – plants, too, are live things we kill, put into our bodies, and convert, through their death, into life. Realizing this, the fragment gains poignancy in that the bow was used for bringing food into the home.
Going deeper, the idea of us as the bow holds even more true. We call ourselves alive, just as “the bow's name is life”, yet in actuality we are all dying, heading towards telos, ending, from the moment of birth; in this all of our deeds – all the things we do, consequential or not – are death.
It is important, too, not to overlook another function of the bow besides bringing in food – that of defending the self, family, or community, that of killing other people. Through the bringing of death, one can further life – the slaughter of the Suitors in The Odyssey comes to mind immediately. The Suitors were causing a slow death to the household, killing it and therefore killing the House of Odysseus both materially and in reputation. Only with their deaths, with the cessation of their actions, could life begin again for the household.
Life and death must be intertwined; one cannot and should not have one without the other. Death is vital – it brings an end to suffering, it keeps us alive, it continues the cycle we are all part of. Is there a distinction between name and deed? Is not one named by one's deeds? If so, then Heraclitus is expressing more than just life and death as separate in one object – he is expressing that they are essentially the same.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
The Shunning of Eris
One of the more interesting occurrences, to me, in the story of Troy actually occupies little space in Edith Hamilton's Mythology – that which started it all, the treatment of Eris, goddess of Discord. Hamilton describes Eris as “evil” and “naturally not popular”, a characterization which, I feel, is unfair. Eris' realm of control is discord and chaos and, while these things might not always be pleasant, they are very necessary. In our human lives, both chaos and structure are needed. Without structure all would devolve into an uncontrollable mess and yet without chaos all would become a rigid, unchangeable, stagnation. Having only one or the other would quickly result in death for the human species – life would either become a barbaric struggle to look out for oneself or an Orwellian 1984 world of control and smothering of all things creative and progressive.
However, part of the human condition is fearing change and discord, no matter that change can be a very good thing. This, I think, is the cause of the shunning of Eris. Eris epitomized that which so many fear most – a lack of control. Humans expend a great deal of energy in their lives to control their little universes. People farm to control the food supply, build communities to control their safety, and create laws to control the actions of those around them. Having these created structures – created because we weren't always farmers, builders, and lawmakers – has allowed what we call civilization to prosper. Yet the big jumps have always been the result of the unexpected, the unplanned, the accidents, on both a macro and micro level such as with the Renaissance, Industrial Revolution, the discovery of penicillin, and the dreams that led to some of the great works of literature like Frankenstein. Introduce chaos to structure and great things can happen. Still, despite her value, Eris was demonized. As a result she sought revenge and brought more discord through her revenge than she might have caused had she been invited to the banquet and embraced for what she was. Readers can take a lesson from this: do not attempt to thwart chaos, for the results will often be more disastrous than if chaos and the change it (she) brings had been taken into account and 'invited'.
For the Greeks, and for us, the actions of the gods reflected what the actions of mortals would be, thus the rejection of Eris is telling of the human mindset. The fear of change drives society as a whole. Stability is what is reached for – regularity and systematic structure. However, Eris was/is not evil. It is an important point to remember that it was not Eris' action – the throwing of the golden apple – that created the chaos; it was the reaction to her action. The reactions of the other gods, and the weakness of Paris, were the ultimate causes of discord. The apple was merely a pretty object, one that could have been ignored or shared. Chaos is what it is; it is not inherently good or evil. A farmer relies on the seasons and the weather to do the expected in order to harvest; a bit of chaos, such as a late frost or a freak storm, can impoverish him. What is easy to forget is that a drought, too, is stable and unchanging, causing the need for a bit of chaos to intervene with welcome rain.
Cosmic Justice
A theme that occurs again and again in the Greek stories is the fickleness of fate and the idea that bad, even horrible, things can happen to those considered heroes or worthy beings. While there are cases in which the punishments are considered only what the person deserved, such as with King Laius and Jocasta (for trying to kill their son), there are, as often as not, instances in which the victims were blameless – such as the cases of Actaeon, Procris, or Creusa. Edith Hamilton in Mythology phrases it as “Their fate indeed was a proof that suffering was not a punishment for wrongdoing; the innocent suffered as often as the guilty” (375).
These stories of senseless sufferings and death have, I think, an even stronger impact on us than the ones in which the sufferer brought their fate upon themselves. As humans, we like to think that there is justice in the world or that, at the least, things happen for a reason. This notion comes out especially strong in religious beliefs – in the idea of karma, in the new testament stories of Jesus, in reincarnation as something deserving of your past life's doings. Rarely do people admit that sometimes bad things just happen – such as in the case of a loved one being killed in a car accident; always there is someone with the sentiment that “God has a reason for everything” or some other platitude. It is the rare and often chastised individual that states that “These things happen.” Because of the fragility of life and the fear inspired by our own mortality, such an idea – that misfortune can fall upon anyone – is terrifying and avoided.
The Greeks understood this avoidance and fought it. Over and over, their heroes endure trials and tribulations completely out of proportion to their actions. Sometimes they overcome, as Odysseus did, and sometimes they die, like Antigone, Procris, or Actaeon. Sometimes the gods are blamed, sometimes misfortune or fate, but the prevalence of the theme itself speaks of a knowledge that humans' lives are very much at the whim of the universe – and that it is, perhaps, necessary to acknowledge this if we are to go on living without going crazy.
In the film The Princess Bride there is a line that echoes this knowledge of the Greeks. The grandfather, in response to his grandson's protests that things are not happening as they should, states “Who says life is fair? Where is that written?” Deep within us, I think, we all realize that life isn't fair, that the good guys do not always win, that the underdog really doesn't stand a chance. It is more than possible that denying this actually harms us more than helps us. Yes, hope is important, however an unrealistic view of the nature of 'Life, the Universe, and Everything' more often leads to extra grief as we try to justify the events around us rather than accepting them for what they are and working through them. By constantly telling stories of harm without reason, the Greeks pointed out to themselves and to us the nature of the human condition – that ultimately there are things that will not make sense and that, while it is a tragedy, we have to live with it.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Car Tags and Deities
There is something that has been bothering me for a while now – the new design of the state-issued car tag for Alabama. For those who don't live in my current part of the country, or for those who haven't noticed a problem, allow me to expound.
The tag issued by the (let me emphasize again) State of Alabama reads as follows on the bottom: “God Bless America” If you now see what my issue is, good on you. For those who still don't see the problem, I'll take it a little further.
By having such a statement as “God Bless America” on a tag – and making getting any other tag more expensive – the state is then purporting to endorse a religion, specifically a monotheistic, if not Judeo-Christian religion. Now, I am not overly shocked at the fact that Alabama, being as deep in the bible-belt as it is, has so far gotten away with this. However, it bothers me on a basic level as a citizen of the United States – which, remember, has freedom of religion and (in theory) separation of church and state – that if I want to obey the law and have a tag on my car, I have to endorse a religion that I might not believe in and drive everyday with a religious message on my personal vehicle.
So what to do? Well, personalized tags are $50 extra – even that amount is too much to pay for a matter of principle. The state could, I suppose, expand their horizons and issue other tags. If they feel they must include religion, I have a few suggestions. How about “Gods Bless America” or “Goddess Bless America”? Or, if they're feeling really creative, how about “Deity Bless America”? I suppose it would be difficult to fit in “Some Higher Force That Might Exist” for the agnostics but they could always just leave a blank space for the atheists. “Bless America”... might work for everyone. If not, we could just put "Bob-the-Fluffy-Cloud Bless America" on instead. It might fit.
Hopefully I'll be moving soon and the issue will become moot on a personal level. In the meantime, write your politicians so I can stop ranting.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
So here we go, into transitions
There is a bittersweetness to life right now. As a graduating college senior I am understanding, perhaps more thoroughly than I ever have before, the mixture of joy and sadness that comes with transitions. Looking back through my studies, I see that this idea is not a new one but rather one that has been explored across time and culture. In the Odyssey, the idea of victory containing grief is one of the major themes and, while I can't match Homer I at least hope to understand this concept more for insight into my own life.
It has been my experience that Western modern culture has a penchant for placing things into their own little niches, for creating binary oppositions, for categorizing and pigeonholing. The gray areas of life are merely confused, straddling the fence, or in need of a deeper look that will classify them once and for all. From Descartes onward there has been a split in ourselves - it's time to pull ourselves together. As one who lives in said Western culture, I think it is time to again explore our identities.
The joy and sadness I spoke of as a graduate - are these truly separate emotions? Joy at having worked hard and succeeding, sadness at leaving this phase of my life behind? On the surface maybe, but I find that the more I delve within myself, the more difficult it is to pry them apart. Instead, I find the need to recognize this emotion as something else, an entity in and of itself. It is more than bittersweetness; it is a feeling of loss through victory. If there is a word for it in English, I don't know it. So to perform a bit of neologism - it is malvictos.