http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/obamas-african-american-supporters-shouldnt-play-the-race-card/2011/10/18/gIQA12m9uL_story.html
This is a very interesting op-ed article. The writer, Kathleen Parker, talks about how some supporters of Obama are simply ignoring the issues/problems occuring and following African American media leaders cries to vote black. Parker is very passionate about how dumb of an idea voting on racial solidarity is and gives her very strong opinion throughout the piece.
I think Kathleen Parker does a great job at writing a persuasive piece that is featured in the Washington Post. Parker adds in quotes throughout the piece to strongly back up her argument. One of her quotes that gets you on her side is, "Let’s not even deal with the facts right now. Let’s deal with just our blackness and pride — and loyalty,” Joyner wrote on his own personal blog. “We have the chance to re-elect the first African-American president, and that’s what we ought to be doing. And I’m not afraid or ashamed to say that as black people, we should do it because he’s a black man.” I personally get upset when I reach this quote because instead of using their minds, people are only using their eyes.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Ferocious Discourses At Play
The film, Sound of Fury, has two very passionate discourses working against each other throughout the entire movie. Even though these dicourses that are pitted against one another are part of the same family, it doesn't seem like either group can relate to each other.
The parents of Heather, who are both deaf, decide (after some pondering) that they don't want their daughter to get a coclear implant. Heather's aunt and uncle have decided that they want their young son to receive the coclear implant. There is plenty of bickering between these people, especially the parents of Heather's father and the parents of Heather's aunt.
Both sets of parents are very passionate about how they feel when the topic of coclear implants comes up. They are on completely opposite sides of the spectrum. I still can't comprehend Heather's parents' decision to not have her daughter receive a coclear implant. To me it seems like abuse, no joke. How can you turn down a chance for your child to hear? Heather will grow up surrounded by the deaf community, but she will eventually realize that all of the opportunities for a deaf individual don't come close to the opportunities for a person who can hear normally.
The parents of Heather, who are both deaf, decide (after some pondering) that they don't want their daughter to get a coclear implant. Heather's aunt and uncle have decided that they want their young son to receive the coclear implant. There is plenty of bickering between these people, especially the parents of Heather's father and the parents of Heather's aunt.
Both sets of parents are very passionate about how they feel when the topic of coclear implants comes up. They are on completely opposite sides of the spectrum. I still can't comprehend Heather's parents' decision to not have her daughter receive a coclear implant. To me it seems like abuse, no joke. How can you turn down a chance for your child to hear? Heather will grow up surrounded by the deaf community, but she will eventually realize that all of the opportunities for a deaf individual don't come close to the opportunities for a person who can hear normally.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Slip n' Slides
It was my sister's family birthday party when the unfortunate incident occurred. Since my sister's birthday takes place during the summer all of the kids attending the party always go outside and have a big water fight. We were having a blast with the "water war", but eventually got bored and were looking for something new to do. My parents had the great idea of getting some tarps from the garage and staking them down on the hill to the side of our house.
We all took turns sliding down the slip n' slide and were having a blast...but then the inevitable happened. Most of the tarps were brand new and didn't have any real damage, but one of the tarps had a very minor hole in it about the size of a 50 cent coin. Let's just say I'm not the luckiest person I know. I slid down the slip n' slide head first, water spraying up in my face, a smile starting to form. My hands were leading the way and all of a sudden I heard a ripping sound and felt a slight jolt in my left hand. When I came to a sliding stop I automatically knew something was wrong.
The slight jolt I had felt just seconds before had now turned into a deep, searing pain that was unbearable. I looked down at my left hand and saw something extremely disturbing. My pinky finger was sticking directly out - horizontally. There was a 90 degree angle between the ring finger and pinky finger on my hand. Once I saw this I started shouting in pain and disgust. A couple people at the party wanted to try to "pop" it back into place. Instead of this splendid option, my dad drove me to the emergency room where they would numb it and put it back into place before placing a cast on it. To this day when I see a slip n' slide I always think back to that July afternoon.
We all took turns sliding down the slip n' slide and were having a blast...but then the inevitable happened. Most of the tarps were brand new and didn't have any real damage, but one of the tarps had a very minor hole in it about the size of a 50 cent coin. Let's just say I'm not the luckiest person I know. I slid down the slip n' slide head first, water spraying up in my face, a smile starting to form. My hands were leading the way and all of a sudden I heard a ripping sound and felt a slight jolt in my left hand. When I came to a sliding stop I automatically knew something was wrong.
The slight jolt I had felt just seconds before had now turned into a deep, searing pain that was unbearable. I looked down at my left hand and saw something extremely disturbing. My pinky finger was sticking directly out - horizontally. There was a 90 degree angle between the ring finger and pinky finger on my hand. Once I saw this I started shouting in pain and disgust. A couple people at the party wanted to try to "pop" it back into place. Instead of this splendid option, my dad drove me to the emergency room where they would numb it and put it back into place before placing a cast on it. To this day when I see a slip n' slide I always think back to that July afternoon.
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