Whoo hoo! I am so
Whoo hoo! I am so excited right now! Just bought my plane tickets a little bit ago to go to NYC in December to visit Rae! So so happy. I can't wait to see Rae, and this will also be my first trip to New York. Yippee! And no, I'm not worried about the plane. My mom is freaking out more than I am. But she knows I really want to go, so she's not bugging me about it. Cannot wait to go.
Speaking of NYC, I just finished watching SNL. The majority of the show wasn't all that spectacular... the same as usual (though I was very happy they did "Celebrity Jeopardy"), but the beginning was very well done. Mayor Giuliani was there with the police and fire commissioners, as well as many members of the police and fire departments. After Giuliani talked for a bit, Paul Simon sang "The Boxer" (which is a song I adore, and it always makes me cry, even more so this time). When the song was finished, Lorne Michaels came onto the stage with the Mayor, and Giuliani yelled those ever famous words: "Live from New York, it's Saturday Night!" 'Twas quite a lovely beginning. Glad I watched.
"I wanted to tell you why I grieve, but why I don’t despair… I’m sorry. Luckily we can edit this. One of my first memories is of Martin Luther King being shot. I was five and if you wonder if this feeling will pass... When I was five, he was shot. Here’s what I remember about it. I was in a school in Trenton. They shut the lights off and we got to sit under our desks and we thought that was really cool and they gave us cottage cheese, which was a cold lunch because there was rioting, but we didn’t know that. We just thought that 'My god. We get to sit under our desks and eat cottage cheese.' That’s what I remember about it. That was a tremendous test of this country’s fabric and this country’s had many tests before that and after that.
The reason I don’t despair is because this attack happened. It’s not a dream. But the aftermath of it, the recovery is a dream realized. And that is Martin Luther King's dream. Whatever barriers we've put up are gone even if it's momentary. We're judging people by not the color of their skin but the content of their character. You know, all this talk about 'These guys are criminal masterminds. They’ve gotten together and their extraordinary guile… and their wit and their skill.' It's a lie. Any fool can blow something up. Any fool can destroy. But to see these guys, these firefighters, these policemen and people from all over the country, literally, with buckets rebuilding. That's extraordinary. That's why we've already won. It's light. It's democracy. We've already won. They can't shut that down. They live in chaos and chaos… it can't sustain itself. It never could. It's too easy and it's too unsatisfying.
The view from my apartment was the World Trade Center and now it's gone. They attacked it. This symbol of American ingenuity and strength and labor and imagination and commerce and it is gone. But you know what the view is now? The Statue of Liberty. The view from the south of Manhattan is now the Statue of Liberty. You can't beat that."
"What kind of peace do
"What kind of peace do I mean and what kind of a peace do we seek? Not a Pax Americana enforced on the world by American weapons of war, not the peace of the grave or the security of the slave. I am talking about genuine peace -- the kind of peace that makes life on earth worth living -- and the kind that enables men and nations to grow and to hope and build a better life for their children -- not merely peace for Americans but peace for all men and women -- not merely peace in our time but peace in all time.
I speak of peace because of the new face of war. Total war makes no sense in an age where great powers can maintain large and relatively invulnerable nuclear forces and refuse to surrender without resort to those forces. It makes no sense in an age where a single nuclear weapon contains almost ten times the explosive force delivered by all the Allied air forces in the second world war. It makes no sense in an age when the deadly poisons produced by a nuclear exchange would be carried by wind and water and soil and seed to the far corners of the globe and to generations yet unborn.
Today the expenditure of billions of dollars every year on weapons acquired for the purpose of making sure we never need them is essential to the keeping of peace. But surely the acquisition of such idle stockpiles -- which can only destroy and never create -- is not the only, much less the most efficient, means of assuring peace.
I speak of peace, therefore, as the necessary rational end of rational men. I realize the pursuit of peace is not as dramatic as the pursuit of war -- and frequently the words of the pursuers fall on deaf ears. But we have no more urgent task.
Some say that it is useless to speak of peace or world law or world disarmament -- and that it will be useless until the leaders of the Soviet Union adopt a more enlightened attitude. I hope they do. I believe we can help them do it.
But I also believe that we must re-examine our own attitudes -- as individuals and as a nation -- for our attitude is as essential as theirs. And every graduate of this school, every thoughtful citizen who despairs of war and wishes to bring peace, should begin by looking inward -- by examining his own attitude towards the possibilities of peace, towards the Soviet Union, towards the course of the cold war and towards freedom and peace here at home.
First: Examine our attitude towards peace itself. Too many of us think it is impossible. Too many think it is unreal. But that is a dangerous, defeatist belief. It leads to the conclusion that war is inevitable -- that mankind is doomed -- that we are gripped by forces we cannot control.
We need not accept that view. Our problems are man-made. Therefore, they can be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings. Man's reason and spirit have often solved the seemingly unsolvable -- and we believe they can do it again.
I am not referring to the absolute, infinite concepts of universal peace and goodwill of which some fantasies and fanatics dream. I do not deny the value of hopes and dreams but we merely invite discouragement and incredulity by making that our only and immediate goal.
Let us focus instead on a more practical, more attainable peace -- based not on a sudden revolution in human nature but on a gradual evolution in human institutions -- on a series of concrete actions and effective agreement which are in the interests of all concerned.
There is no single, simple key to this peace -- no grand or magic formula to be adopted by one or two powers. Genuine peace must be the product of many nations, the sum of many acts. It must be dynamic, not static, changing to meet the challenge of each new generation. For peace is a process -- a way of solving problems.
With such a peace, there will still be quarrels and conflicting interests, as there are within families and nations. World peace, like community peace, does not require that each man love his neighbor -- it requires only that they live together with mutual tolerance, submitting their disputes to a just and peaceful settlement. And history teaches us that enmities between nations, as between individuals, do not last forever. However fixed our likes and dislikes may seem, the tide of time and events will often bring surprising changes in the relations between nations and neighbors.
So let us persevere. Peace need not be impracticable -- and war need not be inevitable. By defining our goal more clearly -- by making it seem more manageable and less remote -- we can help all people to see it, to draw hope from it and to move irresistibly towards it."
So glad "The Daily Show"
So glad "The Daily Show" is back. I love Jon. Was weird to see the show have a serious beginning, but Jon was wonderful and it was lovely to see. Made me cry, of course. Just signed up to do a Jon Stewart fanlisting. I know, I'm too obsessed (Susan's telling me that right now).
Got some really nice e-mails from my uncle Mike and my uncle John (related by blood) in response to Alan's attitude. John's studying to be a historian and told me he had the same argument with Alan over dinner the other night, but again Alan had no evidence to back up his claims. John says he'd make a lousy historian. Hehehe. Love my cool uncles.
Ugh. Feel so drained tonight 'cause of my lack of sleep. Should head to bed 'cause tomorrow's another early day. But I'm looking forward to the evening 'cause Dad and I are going to see the Randy Newman concert. Yay! Very excited about that. Okie... I'm being boring, so I'm off to finish watching "The Daily Show" and talk to Susan a bit more.
Aaaaah! Why am I still
Aaaaah! Why am I still awake? It's freaking 5:20am and I have to be up in 4 hours... crap... just can't seem to sleep tonight. Was trying to but it didn't work, so here I am back online. But now I'm regretting coming online 'cause I just checked my e-mail and Alan replied again... now, according to him, I'm living in my little perfect world with blinders and earplugs. Well, Alan, in case you read this, I'd rather be in my perfect little world than have to deal with your racist and prejudiced attitude any day of the year. I find it totally pathetic that because of some incidents in your childhood, you've decided to condemn the majority of Arabs before you've even bothered to try to know them. I'm sure some are as you say, just as there are some truly rotten Americans, but that doesn't mean that all Arabs (and I'm not just talking about ones in the US) are evil American-hating people. Sounds to me like you're the one in the bubble... at least my bubble gives the benefit of the doubt to all people of all races, not just a selected few.
Ummm... I should really be
Ummm... I should really be heading to bed 'cause I have to get up fairly early manana and I've had an icky headache all day, but if I don't say this now, it's going to bug me all night. The other day, my mom sent this article out to various family members just for their perusal, as she thought it was a well written article. My uncle Mike (related by marriage), who lives in Canada, sent this article in response, as he thought it had some parallels to the one my mom sent. At this point, my uncle Alan (again, related by marriage) took it upon himself to express his prejudices to everyone in the family. I know there's a good chance he might read this 'cause my family knows my URL, but I really don't give a crap. First off, I know it's his opinion and blah blah blah... trust me, I'm a great fan of freedom of expression... but sometimes you just have to wonder why people are so deranged. Anyways, I've posted his messages, as well as those of his brothers ('cause he decided to get them to join in on the Arab bashing) on this page for you to read. My response to his messages is located here. Today he wrote back and I was told that I "live too far away" and am "too far removed to really know what is going on." To me, that basically says, "you don't know anything, so just shut up." Maybe I'm overreacting, but I don't like being told that I can't form a valid opinion because I live in California, not Michigan. Pardon me, but I have a brain in my head. I can see what's going on in my own country, and California also happens to have a large population of Arab Americans, not just Michigan. I just responded a bit ago, mainly to quell the debate and say that we'll just have to agree to disagree, 'cause I know that me going on and on about this is never going to change him, and I really don't want to listen to anymore racist comments from him... they have a tendency to make me sick to my stomach. I did send a link, however to the Arab American Institute's statement on last week's terrorist attacks... along with a semi-snide remark saying that the AAI is a bit more qualified to comments of the feelings of the majority of Arab Americans that me or him. Hmmm... we'll see if he gets pissed or not. Don't really care if he does... that's his problem. He can get his own blog to bitch about it in. That's it from me... must get to bed... though I send *hugs* to Rae 'cause she needs them right now. Take care of yourself, chica!
Some links for your perusal...
Some links for your perusal... I know some other people have posted them as well. First is a wonderful piece on nonviolence by Gandhi's grandson, which you can read here. Everyone who think we should go to war should read it and think about what it says before jumping the gun. And next is a not so pleasant one all about our favorite guy, Jerry Falwell. Can I just say that this man is a complete and utter ass? Ugh. Seriously makes me sick to know that there are people so deranged that they can say things like this. If you can handle it, read that one here. Lastly, a somewhat disturbing essay by Michael Moore. But he makes some excellent points in this. Definitely worth a read. Though the stuff on airline security is just frightening. Not that I'm surprised though. Saw a piece about it on "60 Minutes" last night that confirmed this stuff. Anyways, the essay is here.
Work was fairly blah today... just really busy this morning 'cause none of the bookdrop and routing stuff was done before opening. So many people keep asking for books on Nostradamus. I've explained to countless patrons that he didn't really predict last Tuesday's horrible events, but I'm not sure how many of them actually believe me. And if you don't believe me, go read this. Anyways, I know I'm boring everyone with all these links, but I'm just not in the mood to say anything quirky or witty. Instead, I'm going to watch David Letterman 'cause Rae says it's really good tonight, but I'm sure it's going to make me cry.
"Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace..."
I have so many emotions
I have so many emotions running through me right, it's very hard to say what I'm feeling. I'm not nearly as eloquent as the many others who've been posting messages, though I wish I was. Nevertheless, I'm going to try and express what I feel because I need to let it out. So much hate is going on right now... it's just frightening. Hate is what drove the terrorists to commit this horrible and despicable act. And too many people are saying they hate those responsible.
I received an e-mail invite to join a clique to mourn the tragedy today, and while I feel the idea is somewhat tacky and insensitive, I was especially disturbed by the last line of the e-mail which said "America & it's allies will get revenge on the murderers of thousands of innocent people." Revenge is not the right way to go. I wholeheartedly agree that the murderers should be brought to justice for their crimes against humanity (what else would you call it?), but to take revenge on them? It's not going to solve anything. Revenge is a form of hate, and yesterday we saw what hate leads to. No one in their right mind wants to relive that. I hope the terrorists are caught before they can even attempt this again. And we know they will. Their hearts are full of hate for us, and it's not going to end anytime soon. Action needs to be taken, but what kind? Is war really the answer? I don't think it is. War is just going to lead to the death of more innocent people. And I believe enough have died already. There are too many people suffering right now.
I've seen pictures of groups of people in other countries dancing and cheering about the deaths of so many simply because they hate America. No matter how much someone hates this country, how can they celebrate this terrible act? So many people have lost loved ones and are in pain. And so many have lost their lives. Death of innocents is not a reason to celebrate, and I can't imagine that these people would be cheering if it was their families and friends who had been killed. Those who've died should be mourned and remembered. The only thing that should be celebrated is the courage of the many people who risked their lives to try to save others. Cheer them on, but don't cheer on death. Don't let hate rule you like the terrorists did.
I've always been proud to be American, and I feel that pride even more now. I've seen so many people come together to help others in light of these horrible events. It's heartens me to know that people care enough to lend a hand and do what they can to help everyone pull through this. But this isn't a sad day just for America; this is a sad day for the world. I hope we can continue to work together to stop this from ever happening again.
To all those who loved and lost: you and yours will be in my heart and the hearts of world. Stay strong and remember to live and love for those who perished.
OMG. I think that's about
OMG. I think that's about all I can say right now. I'm still in complete shock. In case you've been living in a hole and have no idea what's going on, just visit cnn.com or something. I'm on the west coast, but it's affected us all the way out here. I was so worried about Rae this morning, but thankfully she's fine, just freaked out like me. Still haven't heard from Freddi (he's in D.C.), so I'm hoping he's okay too. Put a banner on the main page that Rae made in memory of these tragic events. To anyone who lost a loved one because of this, my thoughts are with you. To everyone else, please go out and donate blood. Not today, necessarily (I'm going Friday with a group of friends), but sometime soon. It's a good thing to do and a way for you to help. If you have a rare blood type, I especially encourage you to get out there. If you don't know your blood type, now's a good time to find out. Visit redcross.org or call 1-800-GIVE-LIFE.
Went to Vacaville today for
Went to Vacaville today for my cousins' birthday party (Eric will be 11 on Sept. 12 and Layla will be 8 on Sept. 17)... was very fun. Love seeing the kids... they're such a blast. Since I didn't see Kimmie and Ryan (the twins who turned 3 on Aug. 14) on their birthday, we were sort of celebrating for them too. While the party was fun, we had a pretty scary moment too. Layla received a discman from her parents for her birthday. For a reason unbeknownst to everyone (though I think the only thing to attribute it to is her being just a kid... and kids do stupid things), she opened the battery casing on the back of the CD player and one of the batteries happened to be leaking. Again, don't know why, but she decided to try licking it off (no one else was around her when she did this). She got a huge burn on her tongue from the alkaline and Tina (her mom, my aunt) had to call Poison Control. They told us to have her keep swishing and spitting water for fifteen minutes. She'd already been doing that for 5 minutes, so I stayed with her the rest of the time. The poor girl was so scared. Tina had started yelling at her ('cause she was freaked) and I told her Layla was already scared 'cause she could see how scared all of us were. Layla was just sobbing, and I almost starting crying at one point. Just totally freaked me. Thankfully I held it back 'cause that would have frightened her even more. I highly doubt she'll ever do anything like that again. Just a bit too much excitement for one day. She was feeling well enough to have cake and ice cream a bit later though. ;o)
Oh yeah, new layout. Just
Oh yeah, new layout. Just felt the need. Been watching the first season DVD set of "The Sopranos" and it rocks. So, as I said, new layout. Send me some feedback!
Soooo... finally get a chance
Soooo... finally get a chance to blog... this week was very hectic and to top it off, Infinet was having issues and the domain was down for almost 24 hours. Grrr. Grumble grumble. Anyways, the Farscape convention rocked. Much fun was had. Wish we had been able to go Saturday though (Jeffy had to work Friday, so we had to drive down on Saturday)... Anthony Simcoe ended up being there on Saturday and I had really wanted to see him (well, technically we got a glance at him but that was it). :o( Shucks. Ah well. The rest of the convention was a blast... got to see Wayne, Lani, DK, Ben, Claudia, Fran (Ben's wife... who is extremely awesome... totally sweet and funny) and glimpses of Gigi, Tammy, and Brian Henson. Wish we'd been able to get the Gold Seating tickets 'cause we didn't get Ben and Claudia's autographs, thanks to our lack of funds. Next year we're definitely saving up for them. Just heard that the convention will be touring next year, so I'm praying they come to the Bay Area, that way I don't have to pay for a hotel or anything... just the convention.
Coming back to work sucked though... at least we didn't get home too late Monday night... I got home somewhere around 1:30am after dropping Jeffy off. Had to work 8 hours on Tuesday though... blah... very icky... and then 8 hours again on Wednesday. So glad I have this weekend off 'cause I'm working lots of hours next week. Yippee! Can't you just sense my enthusiasum? Anyways... back to watching old Farscape eps... glad Sci-Fi is replaying them. If only I could get them to come to their senses about Now & Again!