Al-Qaida vows to continue fighting America and avenge Osama bin Laden's death. A crowd of pro-bin Laden protesters shouted "USA you will pay!" in front of the U.S. Embassy in London on Friday. Typical Al-Qaida attacks are large-scale and well planned. An official says there "have been mentions of shootings or bombings and random violence, though it is not surprising given bin Laden's death." Interpol has asked 188 law enforcement agencies around the world to be conscientious of any suspicious activity and to watch for retaliatory attacks. Some American businesses have added new security measures.
Al-Qaida issued a disturbing statement that said, "The blood of the holy warrior sheik, Osama bin Laden, God bless him,
is too precious to us and to all Muslims to go in vain. We will remain, God willing, a curse chasing the Americans and
their agents, following them outside and inside their countries. Soon, God willing, their happiness will turn to sadness, their blood will be mingled with their tears."
Monday, April 30, 2012
Life of Pi 1
Well, this book is certainly very strange. I haven't quite gotten the feel for it yet, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be looking for, but it's interesting. I find Pi's intrigue for animals very charming, and I find the use of Pi as a god-figure very beautiful. The "very bad thing" that happened to him aligns with the crucifixion of Christ and Pi's love of creatures aligns with Christ's love for all the things that He created. The comparison of the zoo to the wild is the comparison of Heaven to Earth, as Heaven is described in the Bible as a place of immense beauty and luxury where on Earth the soul is subject to any force nature imposes and evil is prominent around every corner.
Pi is self conscious about his name, and he seems to have a passive nature so he uses his persistence to aquire what he wants- which is to be called "Pi" instead of "Piscine". By reciting "Pi" aloud as his preferred name on a regular basis, his classmates begin to follow his footsteps.
I paid particular attention to the concept of religion being a method humans have developed to make their lives more meaningful, because that's so true. Having a religion fulfills our sense of self worth and place in the world.And Pi is very receptive to other people's religions, as long as they have some type of faith. He can't fathom a complete lack of spiritual belief. He is a firm believer of God, but doesn't limit himself to any one religion as he seeks out all different facets of God and his mysteries in the guidebooks of different religions.
The talk about animals in the beginning is deeply significant to the story. Animals can be domesticated and trained but their true instincts never completely disappear. Those things are embedded deep into their entire makeup and were intended by their Creator to be used. Humans are the same way; the second the ambulance or police become unavailable, a human's true colors will show as well. People are primitive creatures who have been socialized throughout millions of years and will also become territorial, lethal beings when desperate or provoked.
I noticed a very peculiar argument in this story. Pi explains his broad beliefs to his family by saying he "just wants to love God", and that he feels people who carry out acts of brutality and evil in the name of God don't understand religion. However, Islam is FULL of violence. Yes, the book of Islam may seemingly declare love and everything is all about love and love is all you need and so on and so forth, whatever. But if that is the case, then why is the Middle East attacking us with bombs and airplanes? Is that an act of love? Yes, they killed thousands of people on 9/11 because they love us. I'm sorry, I'm ranting, but the concept just made me question if maybe Pi doesn't really understand what Islam is? Maybe I don't completely understand everything about Islam, but I know that the folks in the Middle East wake up at the crack of dawn every morning and pray to Allah, which is supposedly "the same god", but I'm sorry I just don't think my God is telling them to come and blow us up. Out of love.
Back to the book. I apologize. When Pi talks about 'zoomorphism', I couldn't help but compare his description of it as being kind of a 'religion for animals' because 'they also need stories to get through life'. Humans use religion as a means of finding peace in dealing with day to day struggles and pressures. Pi is saying here that animals do the same things by 'zoomorphism'.
Pi is self conscious about his name, and he seems to have a passive nature so he uses his persistence to aquire what he wants- which is to be called "Pi" instead of "Piscine". By reciting "Pi" aloud as his preferred name on a regular basis, his classmates begin to follow his footsteps.
I paid particular attention to the concept of religion being a method humans have developed to make their lives more meaningful, because that's so true. Having a religion fulfills our sense of self worth and place in the world.And Pi is very receptive to other people's religions, as long as they have some type of faith. He can't fathom a complete lack of spiritual belief. He is a firm believer of God, but doesn't limit himself to any one religion as he seeks out all different facets of God and his mysteries in the guidebooks of different religions.
The talk about animals in the beginning is deeply significant to the story. Animals can be domesticated and trained but their true instincts never completely disappear. Those things are embedded deep into their entire makeup and were intended by their Creator to be used. Humans are the same way; the second the ambulance or police become unavailable, a human's true colors will show as well. People are primitive creatures who have been socialized throughout millions of years and will also become territorial, lethal beings when desperate or provoked.
I noticed a very peculiar argument in this story. Pi explains his broad beliefs to his family by saying he "just wants to love God", and that he feels people who carry out acts of brutality and evil in the name of God don't understand religion. However, Islam is FULL of violence. Yes, the book of Islam may seemingly declare love and everything is all about love and love is all you need and so on and so forth, whatever. But if that is the case, then why is the Middle East attacking us with bombs and airplanes? Is that an act of love? Yes, they killed thousands of people on 9/11 because they love us. I'm sorry, I'm ranting, but the concept just made me question if maybe Pi doesn't really understand what Islam is? Maybe I don't completely understand everything about Islam, but I know that the folks in the Middle East wake up at the crack of dawn every morning and pray to Allah, which is supposedly "the same god", but I'm sorry I just don't think my God is telling them to come and blow us up. Out of love.
Back to the book. I apologize. When Pi talks about 'zoomorphism', I couldn't help but compare his description of it as being kind of a 'religion for animals' because 'they also need stories to get through life'. Humans use religion as a means of finding peace in dealing with day to day struggles and pressures. Pi is saying here that animals do the same things by 'zoomorphism'.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
The Sieve and the Sand
"'We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in
filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run
over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the
heart run over.'" This is the page Montag reads on a cold, rainy
November day after he learns of Clarisse's death. It is ironic and
painful. This is the point in the book where things begin to go horribly
awry. Montag's first mistake is allowing Mildred to know about his
reading habits, because she is the same as the firefighters, the
policemen, the neighbors who would pull the alarm in two seconds if they
knew Montag had even considered reading a scrap of literature. Mildred
is incapable of feeling remorse for wrongdoings so her fear of the books
being found is derived strictly from her fear that her way of life will
be skewed if someone does happen to find out. I'm not even sure if
Mildred herself is sure of exactly what she's afraid of. But she knows
that books are evil, they possess dark knowledge of an old world that
she wants nothing to do with because the unknown frightens her. She
wants to be kept wound tightly in her little bubble of a reality society
has blown for her. When Montag tries to confide in his wife about the
woman he and the other firemen had burned the night before, Mildred is
completely disinterested. Once again, a prime example of a dysfunctional
'husband-wife' relationship.
I was very excited when Montag reunited with Faber because I as the reader no longer felt alone. I felt that I had a vessel in this story from the world I know that could communicate to Montag what I wanted to speak aloud and tell him myself about books and knowledge, the truths and the beautiful enlightening wisdom they bring. Faber was that proxy, and I was very thankful. The earpiece and microphone was ingenious, until Montag decided it would be a good idea to flaunt his books about in front of Mildred's friends like a mad man. However, that was also like a scene from a movie (as most of this book was for me, I could almost put a song to every event) and I could feel Montag's desperation to 'snap everyone out of it' for lack of a better term. He was one of the few lucky people in the world that hadn't been so tainted with technologies who could actually grasp that he was living in a highly distorted reality. I could see the sweat beads on his forehead, the scramble for words and justifications, the frantic motions of his hands, the desperate pleas of his tongue. For a moment I was living vicariously through Montag.
I've always known Beatty sucks. He's a worm-like, manipulative sloth with a deteriorated mind and a psychologically stifling disposition. When Montag cannot go into work because he has become ill with despair, Beatty's visit had me squirming. The whole rant he gave Montag about what books are and a fireman's curiosity about what it is he is actually destroying was a tantalizing game that was seemingly neverending. I hated every moment, and at the end when Montag refuses to come clean about the books and Beatty takes him to his own house to burn the possessions, my heart skipped a beat. "Why, we've stopped in front of my house." Chills!
I was very excited when Montag reunited with Faber because I as the reader no longer felt alone. I felt that I had a vessel in this story from the world I know that could communicate to Montag what I wanted to speak aloud and tell him myself about books and knowledge, the truths and the beautiful enlightening wisdom they bring. Faber was that proxy, and I was very thankful. The earpiece and microphone was ingenious, until Montag decided it would be a good idea to flaunt his books about in front of Mildred's friends like a mad man. However, that was also like a scene from a movie (as most of this book was for me, I could almost put a song to every event) and I could feel Montag's desperation to 'snap everyone out of it' for lack of a better term. He was one of the few lucky people in the world that hadn't been so tainted with technologies who could actually grasp that he was living in a highly distorted reality. I could see the sweat beads on his forehead, the scramble for words and justifications, the frantic motions of his hands, the desperate pleas of his tongue. For a moment I was living vicariously through Montag.
I've always known Beatty sucks. He's a worm-like, manipulative sloth with a deteriorated mind and a psychologically stifling disposition. When Montag cannot go into work because he has become ill with despair, Beatty's visit had me squirming. The whole rant he gave Montag about what books are and a fireman's curiosity about what it is he is actually destroying was a tantalizing game that was seemingly neverending. I hated every moment, and at the end when Montag refuses to come clean about the books and Beatty takes him to his own house to burn the possessions, my heart skipped a beat. "Why, we've stopped in front of my house." Chills!
Monday, April 23, 2012
North Korea Issues Deadly Threat
Last week North Korea launched what the United States has claimed a veiled ballistic missile. The object disintegrated moments after being launched into the air. But that's not all for the country, because the military has issued an eery statement claiming they would reduce South Korea to ashes in just four minutes. South Korean officials have been consistently monitoring militant activity in enemy territory and claim to have found what may be a tunnel for nuclear testing. The threat was specific in its promise to deliver soon and efficiently. North Korea stated they would obliterate "all rat-like groups and the bases for provisions to ashes in three or four minutes or in much shorter time, by unprecedented peculiar means and methods of our own style."
It is no secret that the Koreas have had a turbulent past, but unrest between nations may be spiraling out of control. My primary concern is of the actions the American government will take due to this event, and if our tendency to become involved in the dissensions of other countries will in turn inflict North Korea's wrath upon ours.
It is no secret that the Koreas have had a turbulent past, but unrest between nations may be spiraling out of control. My primary concern is of the actions the American government will take due to this event, and if our tendency to become involved in the dissensions of other countries will in turn inflict North Korea's wrath upon ours.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
The Hearth and the Salamander (way past due)
The instantaneous punch to the gut Bradburry's novel Fahrenheit 451 delivers is skilled and accurate. The first section was a suspenseful unveiling of a series of most inconceivable events. The Hearth and the Salamander provided me with the momentum I needed to get into the story, making a clear, crisp message for me to relate to and understand.
Aside from the disturbing pleasure Montag receives from igniting a home in the middle of the night, one of the first things I instantly noticed was Bradburry's depiction of Clarisse. Montag describes her as a haunting, unfamiliar being in a white dress. I personally feel that white in this context represents the ashes and ruins of American society (symbolically, of course). But also a faint air of hopefulness is emanated from the doe-eyed girl's character. She is full of wonder and mystique, and an ancient appreciation of the world well beyond her years. She is very young, but much wiser than Montag, and that bothers him.
Mildred is such an unfortunate character. I can't stand her but I know I can't blame her for her faults. She has no substance, no depth, no characteristics that make me care anything about her. She and Montag sleep in separate beds which I found very strange. Humans in this world have almost completely lost the need for warm, personal interaction. Of course one of the main points in the book is that so many technological advancements have been made that humans have inadvertently brainwashed themselves and only live to seek out momentary pleasures, so this separation of beds makes sense. Man and wife probably only sleep in the same bed together to have sex, and because the sensations of passion and love have been sucked dry from the human soul, these marital relations are only for pleasure as well. This is very sad to me because part of being married to someone is to have that connection and love with them, and when love and compassion are gone from the world there is nothing else. As you can tell, I was really bothered.
The citizens in this book are always searching for a way to feel something, so violence and corrupt law enforcement has become an issue. The "Hound"? Sickening. The idea of someone creating a mechanism designed to hunt and inject a needle of toxins into a living being is perverted. What makes it more perverse is that in this book the firemen sick the metal mutt on a creature and watch it hunt the animal like it's a game. People are killing each other and the police don't even have to ignore it because they don't even care. Mildred thinks actors on a television screen (or all three?) are her family. It's repulsive, really. I'm all for technology because I think iPods are fun and great, but I do not want to become this because it just sounds miserable. But that's just it, isn't it? If we were living in this society, we wouldn't feel deprived of anything because we would have everything we'd ever known readily available to us - and that is the scary part.
Aside from the disturbing pleasure Montag receives from igniting a home in the middle of the night, one of the first things I instantly noticed was Bradburry's depiction of Clarisse. Montag describes her as a haunting, unfamiliar being in a white dress. I personally feel that white in this context represents the ashes and ruins of American society (symbolically, of course). But also a faint air of hopefulness is emanated from the doe-eyed girl's character. She is full of wonder and mystique, and an ancient appreciation of the world well beyond her years. She is very young, but much wiser than Montag, and that bothers him.
Mildred is such an unfortunate character. I can't stand her but I know I can't blame her for her faults. She has no substance, no depth, no characteristics that make me care anything about her. She and Montag sleep in separate beds which I found very strange. Humans in this world have almost completely lost the need for warm, personal interaction. Of course one of the main points in the book is that so many technological advancements have been made that humans have inadvertently brainwashed themselves and only live to seek out momentary pleasures, so this separation of beds makes sense. Man and wife probably only sleep in the same bed together to have sex, and because the sensations of passion and love have been sucked dry from the human soul, these marital relations are only for pleasure as well. This is very sad to me because part of being married to someone is to have that connection and love with them, and when love and compassion are gone from the world there is nothing else. As you can tell, I was really bothered.
The citizens in this book are always searching for a way to feel something, so violence and corrupt law enforcement has become an issue. The "Hound"? Sickening. The idea of someone creating a mechanism designed to hunt and inject a needle of toxins into a living being is perverted. What makes it more perverse is that in this book the firemen sick the metal mutt on a creature and watch it hunt the animal like it's a game. People are killing each other and the police don't even have to ignore it because they don't even care. Mildred thinks actors on a television screen (or all three?) are her family. It's repulsive, really. I'm all for technology because I think iPods are fun and great, but I do not want to become this because it just sounds miserable. But that's just it, isn't it? If we were living in this society, we wouldn't feel deprived of anything because we would have everything we'd ever known readily available to us - and that is the scary part.
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