My anger with people who have this view is just this side of uncontrollable. I think that the next time someone uses that inane and ignorant arguement I’m going to come unglued!
So, Twitch, come say that to my face. I’ll be glad to give you a good old back-o’-the-truck-stop style beating. May you suffer the same pain as those who performed this terrible act.
God, this speaks volumes. I’m not a pacifist by any stretch of the imagination, and I love this country as much as the next person. But I’d be more of a ‘contientous objector’ than anything. Hey, MC, wanna go with me to Canada?
Actually, the real boom in movie theaters came after the Depression hit. I’ve seen lots of arguments made that the reasons movies were so popular were as escapist entertainment during such terrible economic times.
Keep in mind as well that newsreels didn’t actually contain new information. Anything you saw in a newsreel was likely already a few days old, and very pre-packaged. If you wanted up-to-the-day news, you read the paper or listened to the radio. The newsreels packaged last week’s news in pretty format, but it was never anything people didn’t already know.
Twitch, I can only hope that one day you find yourself lost in the woods and a large, extremely horny bear gets a whiff of you and decides you don’t look half bad.
(pokes head in timidly) I was one of those college instructors who chose to carry on as normally as possible, after giving the class information about the blood drives on campus. I don’t know if this was the right choice or not, but for what it’s worth, here’s why I made it:
– Aside from giving blood and volunteering, there is NOT a hell of a lot any of us can do right now. Putting our lives on hold will not help the victims, and it DOES send a message to the terrorists that they have succeeded in their aims.
– Dwelling on grief and fear will paralyze you. Work heals.
– I am afraid that this is only the beginning of a war that will destroy many young men and women of our generation (I am only seven years older than my students). I look at them and wonder how many of us will be alive in five years’ time. Probably none of us will survive with our minds and hearts unscarred. Whether we know it now or not, we are still sheltered, still blessed. They will remember this as an innocent time. Normality is a luxury, and we must indulge in it while we can.
Of course, I couldn’t find the words to say this yesterday, so I wrote the blood drive information on the board and, after a moment of awkward silence, started teaching my standard lesson on opening paragraphs. I wish I had said something more, but hardly knew how.
That said, I can’t imagine what was going on in the mind of somebody who handed out a quiz at 10:30 on Tuesday, unless she simply hadn’t grasped the enormity of what was happening.
Oh great “philosopher”: What makes you come off like you DON’T live under these same conditions, but in a different country? I looked at your web page- it looks no different than any college-aged person’s lifestyle. You look no different than the average American student over here.
So tell me? Is America NOT great? I think you may need to read up on your history. Or you can just save your little rant until you grow out of your current phase and quit taking yourself so seriously.
Do you honestly think that you live a life that is somehow less “comfy” than your idiotic generalization of what Americans are? Or do you picture nothing but a nation of cowboys? Or, as I suspect, do you know little to nothing about what you’re talking about, but your own voice sounds nice to you, and the girls dig it?
I’ll grant you the quiz - but not because the teacher or the students should be prevented from going on with life as usual, but because there are possibly, or even likely (I don’t know what your school’s enrolement’s like) that there’s students in the class who aren’t ready to.
On the other hand, class should - MUST - have continued. Attendance shouldn’t have been manditory, if it usually is for that class, but it must continue.
On Tuesday, all my teachers prefaced the class by a short discussion of what was going on. I went to all my classes, even though my mom begged me to go home (she was afraid of riots in my school).
I even went to the Werewolf LARP we had planned for that night. Almost all of us did. Why? Because for one of the first times, I understand why people game for escapism. It’s scary. Whenever my friends talk, we talk about it. I don’t want to think about which of my friends are gonna die in a war, if it happens.
I’m sick of it, in some ways. It’s too emotionally draining to be bombarded with sorrow for days straight. So I’m gonna read my book and go to bed and see my boyfriend like it’s a normal day. And I hope it stays normal.
I don’t think so, at all, andros. I watched Bring it On (possibly the most mindless movie ever made) on Tuesday night.
I feel like my opinion has gotten a little misinterpreted here. I was angry that my friends were acting like NOTHING had happened. Barely anyone went to give blood…they acted like it was just another night. And that bothered me.
Because it wasn’t.
As the days go on, I realize how important it is that people need to get back to their everyday routines. What I objected to was that barely anyone was talking about this on Tuesday. I felt like people took advantage of the “bubble” mentality that so often pervades my school.
Many people on this board were shaken up by this tragedy. They chose to deal with it in ways that they saw fit. For some people that involved watching BattleBots or cartoons.
And I’m not faulting them for that. I will, however, fault people for acting like nothing of consequence happened that day, for barely acknowledging this.