They are entertaining to me: how they make people look like bug-eyed aliens or sleek robots. I look really weird/funny/odd/nerdish in them, but I still like them.
Okay, so I was reading a blog today, and I came accross an extremely (I think I use that word too much) disturbing GIF.
It was about gay rights (which is not our topic today), yadda yadda yadda, and ended with these two panels. Yes, that is Josh Hutcherson, AKA Peeta in the Hunger Games movies, but whatever.....AVENGERS. (Just had to get that out there)
Does that disturb you? I am seriously creeped out.
And futhermore, we're not gonna let anybody say anything bad about anyone.
WHAT?
It's almost like living in a dystopian novel, where no one is allowed to say anything bad about anyone else. They already label "hate crimes" in some countries. And in the early 19th century "libel" (or saying anything about the ruling party) was a crime. I believe that disagreement helps shape us. for as C.S. Lewis says, "You are a soul. You have a body." Not the other way round.
Proverbs 24:6 ~ "For by wise counsel thou shalt make thy war: and in multitude of counsellersthere is safety." (i.e, not just one accepted view)
How will we know the truth if we can't test it against untruth (rather irrelevant in a post-modern society sadly)? In America we still have the Constitutional right to say whatever we want, however loony it may be. If you want to say that you think gay marriage, abortion, or government interference is wrong, you should certainly be able to say so, without it being labeled as a "hate crime" or what-have-you. Conversely, the opposite views can say what they want. The truth is still there. Everything is biased one way or another.
I mean, hate IS wrong, but it only hurts the person hating, so unless it leads to unlawful acts, whose business of it is if you hate something?
It is only when people sit, think, and argue that the true course of action can be determined. Like Socrates. Like Jesus pitting His truth against the Pharisees and Jewish leaders. WHY do we believe a certain thing about a certain issue?
The type of thinking that the estimable Josh displays leads to a creepy Orwellian society, where no one thinks but merely receives (e.g. public schools) and everyone doesn't care anyway because we're all distracted by the endless predigested entertainment through our televisions, computers, iPads, iPods........
True thing, that.
Truly disturbing.
And I'm aware this really wasn't one of my most logical or best written posts, but bear with me, okay?
My dad got to come home from the hospital today, so we are all happy about that. Please keep praying for his recuperation. :-)
TTFN, ta-ta for now, if I may quote Tigger.
~ Diana
P.S. AVENGERS. See what I meant about endless entertainment? Still, May 4th IS coming.
These lists seem to be all the rage in the blogging world. For once, I'll hop onto the bandwagon and make one, completely ignoring the fact that my last birthday was over 4 months ago. Because I'm cool like that.
my list:
1. Learn to drive a car.
2. Learn to shoot a gun.
YEAH!
3. Finish Algebra 1. Yuck.
3. Write a novel.
4. Buy something from ModCloth. I love their clothes. 2/12
5. Go to Glacier National Park in Montana, and/or hike (part of) the Appalachian trail.
Oh yes, and I'm finally reading The Hunger Games. Pretty good so far, well-written, although part of me wonders why they don't have any guns, for Pete's sake...
This was a great book, but definitely not for younger readers.
0004. I really love these pot holders. So fun to play with use.
{via} Nor my photo, unfortunately....we only have two.
0005. I really hate when people have music on their blogs. Very annoying!
0006. I wish I was more than 1/8 Scottish. Kilts, bagpipes, haggis, cool accents and sheep are oh-so-awesome. Except I don't understand Robert Burns very well.
not my picture. source unknown.
The Macfarlane (my maternal grandfather's last name) tartan.
0007. Let sleeping dogs lie.
0008. I'm hungry.
0009. If anyone has any post ideas, I would be greatly indebted if you'd leave me a comment. Inspiration is running dry.
0010.
0011. “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”
"Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him well."
“To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?"
Well, my brother is composing a satirical song about the Occupy Wallstreet Movement, my sister is reading a kid's how-to-make-mostly-useless-but-completly-engrossing-stuff book, and I am was absorbed in eating a peirogie.
Well, not completely absorbed!
Music?
No, I'm not really a big fan of 50's music, but I kinda like this song. (It was in Disney's The Lion King)
A-wemoweh a-wemoweh.
You really should go and check out David's (my brother) blog: A Second Shot
I redesigned it and he finally added some new photos. He took my new profile shot too. A budding photographer.
Also, breeding season for the sheep should be starting very soon. Fingers crossed for multiple (healthy) lambs in the spring!
Lastly, a humorous poem, which those of you familiar with Longfellow can appreciate-
The Modern Hiawatha
by George A. strong
He killed the noble Mudjokivis. Of the skin he made him mittens, Made them with the fur side inside, Made them with the skin side outside. He, to get the warm side inside, Put the inside skin side outside; He, to get the cold side outside, Put the warm side fur side inside. That's why he put the fur side inside, Why he put the skin side outside, Why he turned them inside outside.
The wide, wide world is so full of so many, many things (yes, I feel it is necessary to repeat myself) and yet I haven't been able to think of a subject on which to blog.
I don't want to merely tell my readers about my life, and opinions, but would like to stimulate their minds. I also want to exorcise any discussion of
smiley faces, crushes, "boys" in general (OMG!!!) or country music from ever be-dewing these beautiful pure white pixels.
Today for school I read a biography on George Fox, who founded the Society of Friends, known to most laymen as the Quakers.
He was in himself, judging from this short bio, a peculiar and interesting man. Obviously stubborn, and probably also blessed with that capacity some people have of being so strongly embedded in their principles they can't see anyone else's. Yet this can also be a good thing.
I also looked up modern day Quakerism and found this and this. Interesting indeed!
Excitement excepting unpleasant ones such as finding that the sheep refuse to enter their fence has been served up in limited quantities here. Several members of this household, namely my brother and mother, are ill, thus rendering them grouchy, tired and sick and altogether unfit for human consumption! Yet we shoulder on....
I have been doing a bunch of reading on my Kindle. I am reading the Emily trilogy by L.M. Montgomery, and am finding them more enjoyable than Anne of Green Gables. The Emily books are more sophisticated, darker, and Emily is interesting herself. I loved Ilse, her b.f.f., and her hilarious epithets in the first book. Lastly, I completely agree with Emily as regards to poetry: Keats is indeed TOO sweet (I found him mostly incomprehensible, excepting this poem which is great) and as for Idylls of the King by Tennyson, Arthur is too perfect, and Guinevere is stupid as "Lancelot is odious." I agree with J.R.R. Tolkien who though the King Arthur tales were immoral and Frenchified. I do like some of Tennyson's other work though, "Crossing the Bar" is a fine example.
And as for music, I have been stuck in a rut listening to Beethoven's piano concertos 4 + 5 over and over--I already knew them well, and their beauty is comforting. And you should read this essay about classical music. Taking a cue from the list at the end of it, I listened to part of Mozart's 40th symphony on Youtube the other day--it was great!
Us classical music enthusiasts have a hard time out there in the 'real' world. If we are adult we are treated like high-society snobs, and if we are younger like myself we are just "weird". Oh well!
There is nothing particularly wonderful about being "weird (unquote) but if the weirdness is a fine, upstanding thing and nothing to be ashamed of, who cares?
Anyway, remember Life is a Gift, so enjoy it, use it, and do not be ashamed of what other people think!!!
The sky was dark and gloomy, the air was damp and raw, the streets were wet and sloppy...and the rain came slowly and doggedly down, as if it had not even the spirit to pour. ~ Charles Dickens
But I'm not sure I'd wear that outfit. Or those heels--think orthopedic torture.... As this is probably the most colorful post I will ever let pass the gates of "Publish"--enjoy.
By the way, returning to the more psychological realms, I am reading a very enjoyable book: Five Children and It, by E. Nesbit. (1902) It is a children's book, but most ages should like it, unless you are the sort who prefers reading textbooks. I personally think this is some of her funniest and best writing, and some of the inside jokes in it are amusing--"Lending ears was common in Roman times, as we learn in Shakespeare; but I fear I am getting too instructive."
The plot is simple: five children discover an extremely grouchy fairy (the psammead, pronounced sammyead) who will grant them one wish a day. But you have to be careful what you wish for--you might get it. My favorite chapter so far is when their two-year-old brother is turned into an adult!
Anyway, reader, I am getting distracted, and the hoary voice of schoolwork beckons--and must be answered, lest the honored female parental authority withhold privileges from yours truly, who is still a minor unfortunately!
And may I note that I dislike Blogger's new interface? Very confusing to moi.
*insert devious grin*
