Media…you’re going down!

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As Hippocratic as this may sound, seeing as I’m posting this on a form of media, so let me clarify, I simply want to send a message urging the average person to cut back on the time that they spend on the internet.  So often I see this, a friend on their computer looking at stumble upon, pintrest, tumblr, wanelo, etc. or watching the television and seeing something or some character and saying to themselves or out loud “I want to go there” or “I want to make that”  or even “I want to do that” but no matter what they always refer to it as “cool”.  I have no problem with these statements, heck the internet is a wonderful tool for discovery and sharing, but because of the countless hours my friends log on these sites they never have the time or motivation to go to any of these places, or make any of these things, or do any of these activities!  Instead they are seeing life through the eyes of others, vicariously living through their computer screen some other person’s life instead of their own.  I will admit to having a stumble upon account and frequenting wanelo as well as being a fervent ‘How I met your mother’ watcher, but the difference is I actually do what I see! (within reason of course)  Do not get me wrong, it has taken years of conscious actions for me to even be able to shut down my laptop and consider trying something new.  Media has inspired me to do an experience so many new things and because I have control over myself and how many hours I choose to log on my computer and television set, I have a healthy balance between media and living life.  I guess I’ve failed to mention my intention; if I can do it then so can you!

But were I ever to actually find the cajones and start a vendetta against media my symbol would probably be a mirror.  In place of a t.v. or computer screen there would be a mirror with the words ‘to do’.  This is to represent self concentration, that instead of looking at someone else’s life, the viewers sees themselves and their incomplete to-do list. My mask would be a face with a television as one eye and a laptop as the other so to symbolize the wearer as seeing and experiencing life through the media.  The mouth of the mask will be slightly open in a hypnotized gape so as to show the power of fascination that the internet has over oneself. Ideally I would seek for there to be at least two hours a day that the internet shuts down all sites that are not strictly credited educational sites and research databases, and that televisions would only show educational programming,  that way if the person is still unwilling to get off the computer or television, at least he/she is learning something.

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#20 my small thoughts

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‘one two three four tell me that you love me more’

‘wanelo.com is my achilles heel’

‘gee I love childrens movies’

‘my children WILL be raised on classic disney movies’

‘so tired…can’t keep eyes open…OOH COOKIES! They would make this moment so much better’

‘I’m a banana look at me move’

‘Danna Devotchka The Winner Is…devotchka like a Clockwork orange?  Beehtoven?…yes.’

‘I am such an odd person…I can dig it’

‘My mom is awesome…dad too!’

‘The world should declare a vendetta on media…It’s not evil but it is over used.  People now live their lives vicariously through those they follow on Tumblr.  How many times have my friends seen something really cool they want to do but never do because their time is taken up by Tubmlr…yup time for vendetta.’

I cannot look at a Ryder van and not flinch…

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I cannot look at a Ryder van and not flinch

Everytime I see it I am brought to silence

Anger swells inside me

As I’m reminded of the violence

I cannot look at a Ryder van and not flinch

Everytime I glance, I must turn away

Like the statue of Jesus

I still weep for this day

I cannot look at a Ryder van and not flinch

Thoughts of loss come to mind

Of family friends

And how it was not yet their time

I cannot look at a Ryder van and not flinch

When I think about McVeigh the monster, the man

Of the terror he brought

With that yellow Ryder van

The bombing was a terrible happening.  I was far to young to remember it but without it was an event that shook my world and is a part of my history.  How many years in school did we have a two minute moment of silence (on the anniversary) between 9:01 and 9:03.  How many pennies had I collected for my schools to give to the relief efforts?  Even as a child, when what had happened was beyond my comprehension, the bombing was a part of my life.  It wasn’t until I got much older did I even begin to notice what a strong part of my life it was.

Two of my best childhood friends are bombing survivors.  On the day of the bombing my mother was at work (approximately two blocks away) when she felt the explosion.  My two friends, Donquay and Ryan were two of the children at the YMCA that day.  Growing up I have heard time and time again the stories from my mom when she and Donquay and Ryan’s mom searched all day for them.  It took them from almost sun down to find them in the chaos, the entire time not knowing if the boys were alive, and if they were what condition they would be in.  They are two of the youngest survivors of the bombing, but not the youngest victims.  I cannot imagine how different my life would be had they not survived and been a part of my life.

But Donquay and Ryan are not the only victims of the bombing attatched to my life.  In fact two of the 168 victims are as well.  For discretion sake I won’t give any names but one man was the father of my babysitter, and one woman, the mother of an elementary school friend.

Even later in my life the bombing has found a way to still find me.  When I went to High School I made a friend who I later found out to also be a bombing survivor.  He has long term breathing issues as a symptom of the bombing from when he was a child.

But that’s just it!  The bombing left scars on survivors, families, Oklahomans, the world…that is what I think the Museum commemorates.  It is a place for those to mourn, it is a place for those to remember, and it is a place for those to share their scars and learn of everyone else’s scars…physical and emotional.  Constantly throughout the museum you can read people’s testimonies, hear survivor stories, and look at world-wide condolences.  from the beautiful 100o golden cranes, to the penny walkway, and the chunk of fence with trinkets and letters on it one can clearly see that there was something about the bombing that touched everyone, and in some way provided a link for unity.  The museum is for everyone, so come and be prepared.

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Come with Me and You’ll be in a World of Pure Imagination…(visual rhetoric)

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I can think back to being a senior in High School and seriously looking a schools for the first time.  I was going to so many websites and they honestly made me feel like Charlie in the Chocolate Factory!  It seemed like everything was possible.  It was my doorway into what my future could be!  Everywhere I looked I saw pictures of happy smiling people, people having fun, people enjoying school!  As charlie, this is what I saw:

Charlie when he first comes into the factory all he sees is beautiful candy lanes, a chocolate waterfall and fantastical little orange men called chumba-wumbas!  When I first walked around on my college campus all I saw were sidewalks full of freedom, a magical dorm room full of friends, and a wonderful rainbow of people called students!  I was so full of wonder of this new world called college but pretty soon…someone got caught in the chocolate tube.  My vision of perfection was shattered and I saw OCU for what it really is.

But you know what…it worked!  I liked what I saw on the website and it got me to the school!  I saw those happy smiling faces on the homepage and it made me want to click around and find out more!  When I liked what I saw it really made me want to go to OCU.  I’m sure that this is true for AUM as well.  Their homepage shows happy studious pictures of their students and faculty!  Plus kudos for the “warhawk” profile!  It gives a realistic view of what AUM as a university is about and the kind of students who attend their school.

In constrast I found Standford to be very basic and in a sense plain.  It was not so flashy as OCU and AUM.  When I asked my friend who actually goes to Standford about why he thought that may be he told me that when he was looking at the school he never looked to the website to help him make a decision.  Because Standford is just Standford they really don’t need a website to market themselves.

However, back to OCU, I in the end I am in LOVE with my school!  So even though OCU isn’t EXACTLY like the website portrays it to be, I have come to find that it is so much more!  And at the end of the day I get to ride the elevator.

This post is about hyperlinks…and Brittany

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Ok so I’m not exactly sure how to start this off.  I find it is awfuly hard to write when one is not in a writing mood, or when one’s brain is not functional enough to be quirky and creative.  I never thought I’d have bloggers block but lets give it a whirl!

Writing is ambiguous, how one wishes to interpret a word or phrase is up to the reader BUT through hyperlinks (should you choose to click) shows you a whole new view of the content.  Even if the link doesn’t even relate (in your mind) the link was prevelant to the writer so if anything it gives you insight to how the writer thinks, thus a better knowledge of the argument or thoughts posed! I think it is a very effective method of visual rhetoric!

 

Now time for the mention of my roommate because I promised…Brittany is my roommate, I love her very much! She is a very proud 4’8″ red head with a fiesty attitude.  She says hello! 🙂