Friday, January 7, 2011

Who am I? reduex

I am now a 17 year old going into my second semester of junior year. I have way less free time due to my job and internship I partake in, but when i do, i still find an escape in music. The economy is taking its toll on my family causing much stress, however, I have seen how much worse it could really be. I've seen my old house in Wheeling and my house now seems like a mansion and way more safe. Also, i've gained more respect for my parents, I've only worked a couple days and i already see what kind of affect in can have on a person. I realize now that all the things my parents do, they do because they love me and want me to have the best life possible. there always there for me even when things are at a low for them.
I also love myself a lot more. Sociology helped me examine myself better. At first, it made me just feel stupid because of what i did and i thought, but now i've actually taken action in changing it. I hope on days off work, i can volunteer down at the soup kitchen because it really made me thankful for what i have and it also made me feel good knowing i helped make someone's day or possibly week a whole lot better. Finally, i have found my sociological brain working none stop. I'm always thinking about why it is the way things are and i really want to use that to make some sort of change before i lose this ability.
Society-song

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Crash

You think you know who you are. You have no idea. The strong, but completely accurate tag line that the 2004 movie Crash uses. Crash follows the story of many interrelated individuals all facing racism, the white district attorney and his irritated and pampered wife, a racist white veteran cop who disgusts his more idealistic younger partner, a successful Hollywood director and his wife who must deal with the racist cop, a Persian-immigrant father who buys a gun to protect his shop, and a Hispanic locksmith and his young daughter who is afraid of bullets. I have had my own Crash moments back in my days of Basketball. In normal round robin play of a tournament we would obviously be facing the toughest team all day. The other team comes out for warmups and I notice they are all African American. I'm instantly intimidated. I have the thought in my head that every single one of the other players is better than me because the were black. yes, i've been playing my whole life and yes I was on a far superior team than theirs, but that didn't stop me from freaking out the entire pre-game. Finally, the game starts, I'm the center so i take the jump, seemed like a joke to me because everyone knows that white man can't jump. I won the tip. We set up the offense and I go to work down low fighting for position. I get the ball and shot fake and dip under for a basket making my defender look stupid. From that I could see, and so could the rest of my team, my team was much more disciplined and better coached than our opponents. I think we ended up winning by about 20. Down in the post is a very physical game, i guess "we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something."

Racism

Racism: a belief or doctrine that inherent differences among thevarious human races determine cultural or individualachievement, usually involving the idea that one's own raceis superior and has the right to rule others. This definition shows how pointless race is. What makes me different from my black friend or my asian friend or my armenian friend or any friend with a different background then me. Now that I think about it, that is everyone I know besides my family. If people are going to judge based off only what they can see, they are pretty much blind to the true beauty in every human. How is it that people can actually hate one another because of how they look. The one thing I would change in my head is my curved thoughts on people. I'm working on not judging people until our conversation is over, we would both probably get more out of the conversation if judgement wasn't a factor.