This is sort of a rant that I’ve touched on from time to time, but I don’t believe I have ever really delved into it wholesale. Actually, this is something I’ve come to believe over the course of many years (and to the extreme delight of my friend Mark), so it is gonna flow pretty nicely.
It’s election time. Unfortunately that means, for the next 11 months, we will be hearing nothing but Obama v. Hillary and why Huckabee is hiding religious messages in his campaign ads. It also means that, when the nominees are decided, we will be getting a shitload of negative commercials telling us why one candidate is better than the other because the other candidate eats babies and flosses with stem cells or some such crap.
Guess what though… that’s not why I’m pissed. For better or worse, that is how politics goes in today’s day and age. I doubt it will change in my lifetime, but hopefully my kids will be able to clean things up a bit. No, the reason why I’m upset is because of the college culture of politics. As I said before, my friend Mark will be happy because he kinda started me down this road. I’ll admit, I’m not as hardcore as he is, but I still believe one, true idea:
You shouldn’t be allowed to vote until you move out of mommy & daddy’s house.
Allow me to add a little explanation here so as not to offend everyone… I fully realize that, due to varying circumstances, people may have to stay with or move back in with their parents at points during their life. I am not referring to these people. These people usually have jobs, but can’t afford to be in an apartment or house. These people usually have experience living life and understand what the world is like, but they are just stuck with mom & dad for a variety of reasons. Those people have opinions and experiences that kids who have never left or never fended for themselves will never understand.
No, I’m talking about the age-range of 18 – 22 year olds in college who think they know everything about everything. Why can I say that with authority? I was one of them; we ALL were one of them. It’s because I was there in my past that I can say with absolute certainty that these idiots should NOT be able to cast a ballot. Mark also said another thing which I agree with in spirit, but not absolutely verbatim:
When you’re young, and you’re not a Democrat, you have no heart. When you’re older, and you’re not a Republican, you have no brain.
I agree in the respect that we tend to look at things in terms of black and white, and make our decisions using our heart a lot when we are teenagers and college-age. As a Republican, Mark loved that saying. Believe it or not, I consider myself a Democrat (sorry Mark… I had you until this point, didn’t I?), but I’m definitely not making my decisions based solely on my emotions any longer. I actually consider myself a Conservative Liberal (or a Liberal Conservative, if that makes you feel better) because I’m pretty much squarely in the middle of the road. I think Bush is an idiot, Cheney is evil, and the furor over religion guiding medical research and such is a bunch of bullshit. However… I think that illegal immigration needs to be stopped (not “curbed,” not “stemmed,” but cut the fuck out), people need to take responsibility for their own actions and quit blaming “the establishment,” and the ACLU needs to be abolished, killed, and their remains tossed into a vat of white-hot, molten steel (that is how to kill evil robots, right?). I could care less who is gay or who is doing what to which hole… but I believe that anyone who commits a terrorist act within the borders of this country becomes expendable. I’m definitely somewhere in the middle.
The reason why I’m going off on this is because my home paper, The News Journal, had a front-page story on the college campaign. Smartly, candidates are focusing their energies on the youth of America, and that age group is happy someone is noticing them, so they are casting votes. However… they are casting votes the wrong way (and not “Democrat” or “Republican” here… I’m saying, again, casting with their hearts). Think back to when you were that age… you believed what you believed and no one could tell you otherwise. You had arguments with your parents because they were just “so old-fashioned” about things. Now, I find myself agreeing with my parents more often than not.
I think it all has to do with really experiencing the real world. Get a full-time job, not one that requires you to sell CDs to stoners in college. See those taxes get sucked out. Save up to buy a house and worry about property values because the types of people who live around you are relying more on others than their own work ethic. Lay in bed every night and get woken up by loud mufflers and screaming sirens blasting past your window.
In short, grow up a bit, THEN make a decision.
Don’t get me wrong… the college experience is invaluable: It shows me that I’ve matured since the right of idiocy I went through from 1993 – 1997. Hell, I’ll even be more fair than that: I’ve matured from my whole upbringing until about 2000. Once I hit 25 and had been in my house for about a year, I learned a lot about how the world works. That’s why I can say that, until a child moves out of their parents’ house, gets a real job, and starts becoming one with the world, well… they don’t know shit.
By the way: I’m laying it out there now. I really wanted Biden to win. Not because he’s from Delaware, but because he’s a good man AND he’s probably the most intelligent candidate out there. Unfortunately, he couldn’t overcome shitty campaign support and coming from the 2nd smallest state in the Union. I throw my support firmly behind John McCain now.
Recently there was a Cinco de Mayo party at The University of Delaware which has garnered national attention. The gist of the situation was that the honors fraternity allowed people to dress up so a lot of guests came wearing gardener outfits with name tags saying “Pablo” and “Jose,” as well as t-shirts emblazoned with slogans like “Full of Tequila” and “Spicy!”
The Latino student group on UD’s campus took offense to this and is now raising quite a stink about it. This is what got the national attention… not the party itself. I think the country loves scandal, so anytime anyone does anything salacious, it’s national news. My problem with this can be summed up in 3 words: Saint Patrick’s Day.
See, on St. Pat’s everyone dresses up and makes ethnic slurs against the Irish. No one ever thinks that it’s offensive, but look at the facts: it is! The perpetuation of the Irish stereotype that every single person with a drop of Irish blood is an alcoholic is no less offensive than people considering every landscaper is an illegal immigrant from Mexico. However, there’s no one making a stink over The Irish getting shit on.
God help anyone in that Latino student union who ever attended a Saint Patrick’s Day party!
I am not stating that the outfits worn at the party weren’t culturally insensitive; they were. However, I doubt any of the people who wore those costumes were sitting there thinking “Screw those rotten Mexicans! This will show them! I’m going to make fun of some guy named ‘Jose’ because all Hispanics are landscapers!” Is ignorance any excuse for offensiveness, no… but I also think that this whole situation could have been handled a hell of a lot better.
When I’m offended, I tend to take the person aside and tell them away from prying ears… unless it’s really bad. I do this because I give them the benefit of the doubt in regards to their ignorance. They may have absolutely no clue what they just said and, instead of embarrassing them in front of a group where they will get defensive and more entrenched in their ignorance, I give them the opportunity to get over it in private. It’s how I would hope people would deal with me when I say stupid things.
Basically, if this student union would have gathered the members of the honors fraternity together, explained their situation, I have a feeling they would have been more than amenable to their concerns. Instead, they made a huge deal out of it, got mainstream press, and now certain individuals are going to get into a lot of official trouble because of a stupid lapse in judgment.
My feeling is that, until we treat every complaint with the same exact level of ferocity, we should just tell everyone to shut the fuck up and get a sense of humor.
***EDIT*** Okay… I just found out that a few of the costumes had “Spic ‘n’ Span Cleaning Service” on the back. Yeah… okay, THAT isn’t cool. At that point it ceases to be harmless ignorance and becomes a little more malicious. Sorry for the confusion, but the rest of my points still hold.
I’m so very tired of the bullshit world of American politics. I can’t stand conservatives and I can’t stand liberals. Republicans are pains in my ass, but so are Democrats. Let’s not forget all of the middling ground parties which just seem to continually fuel my fire as well!
The reason I’m so pissed off is that every politician out there is a dyed-in-the-wool hypocrite. The biggest offense is the interpretation of the First Amendment to the Consitution of the United States of America (ratified on December 15, 1791):
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
The phrase in there I’m most interested in is Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof. What that means to me is that The United States does not have the right to declare a “national religion” and require people to fall in line with it. Also, The United States does not have the right to remove the freedom of choice of religion from its citizenry. Notice that nowhere in that First Amendment does it ever mention the words “separation of church and state” that people are so fond of trumpeting when it meets their own ends. Where did that term come from, you may be asking?
The Danbury Baptist Church (of Danbury, Connecticut) communicated with then-President Thomas Jefferson about the lack of explicit freedom of religion in The United States Constitution. Jefferson wrote back to them on January 1, 1802, quoting the First Amendment and saying:
…I contemplate with sovereign reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should ‘make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof,’ thus building a wall of separation between Church & State.
Regardless of this being a personal communication or not, the phrase “separation of church and state” has been touted for over 200 years now as doctrine for how religion and politics must exist. The main problem, as I see it, is that it’s bullshit.
If Congress and The Presidency want to declare war, which is completely against moral fiber and religious life, they cite a separation of church and state to say that it’s completely political. However, when abortion and stem cell research come into play, everyone starts talking about affronts to God and against the morality of the situation. Which morality? It’s immoral to eat swine in both the Jewish & Islamic traditions, yet we Christians happily munch on bacon after 10:30 mass. It’s apparently immoral to be homosexual in the Christian tradition, but I know a lot of Jews who could care less because it’s not a huge deal to them.
I half expect to see the phrase “Separation of Church & State” flashing under speeches now when the senator, congressman, or President are trying to excuse some action they undertook which is unpopular and against Christianity (because, like it or not people, that IS the unofficial religion of the country). Of course, when that same politician starts railing against abortion or stem cell research or what-have-you, that lit-up phrase will go dark and quit blinking because, at that point, they WANT the religious right to join in on the fun!
My mom always used to tell me “You can’t have your cake and eat it too.” To this very day I have no idea why that statement was ever created because I’ve had cake and eaten it all in the same sitting, but for some reason the homespun saying means “You cannot have everything you want because sometimes they are in opposition to each other.” Maybe that’s why I like the more pedestrian “Ya can’t have it both ways” because it makes a lot more logical sense. Who knows, but I do know that I’m getting off on a rant here…
My point is that someone with balls (and I’m not talking physical testicles… I’m talking about those phantom cojones that represent guts and a hard-ass approach to something) needs to stand up to American government and tell them to shove their separation of church and state up between the separation of their ass cheeks; they either ARE separate, or they’re NOT.
You can’t have it both ways.
For those of you who are surprised at how long it took me to post a full commentary about this, I can only say: I tried. I really tried to post about 3 times before this and everything I said sounded empty and heartless. Maybe it’s because I was trying to start from a position of empathy. It took me half the day to figure out, however, why I couldn’t start out that way. I have to start out with the truth. Once that happens, I’m pretty sure the rest of this commentary will roll along like a determined little train going down a nice incline. So, I think it’s only proper to say that I’ve actually never liked Virginia Tech.
It’s not that I had anything against the college per se, but as I was graduating from high school, I was surrounded by people who were fleeing Delaware to head to VT and they all proceeded to tell me just how stupid I was for staying and going to The University of Delaware. Of all the people who left for Virginia Tech, I only know of 1 or 2 (and that’s out of double-digits) who actually stayed and graduated from there; the rest slunk back to Delaware with their GPAs between their legs and finished up their degree at good ol’ UD. I railed against Virginia Tech for many years because I just hated to hear how “great” it was when hardly any of my friends stuck with it.
Why am I telling you this? Simply to cover my bases. Those of you who know me well, know how I feel about that school, so I didn’t want you to think I was flip-flopping. It’s been many years since college and I don’t hate the school any longer, but I still have some rancor for my friends (the ones who graduated from institutions OTHER than Virginia Tech) who consider themselves “Hokie Alumni.” It feels to me as if they are ashamed of Delaware and what it is… but that’s a completely different commentary.
No, all of that pettiness and small-minded idiocy that I harbored is a moot point today. From here on out, when I think of Virginia Tech, I won’t think of my friends in high school and their adventures in Blacksburg. From here until the end of my life, I’ll be associating Virginia Tech with the ranks of The University of Texas at Austin, Kent State University, and Columbine High School as a scene of obscene violence and the seemingly senseless mass-murder of 32 individuals.
The facts are quite sketchy at this time, but the irrefutable story is that a South Korean immigrant, living in The United States for 15 years, killed 32 people in two separate locations and took a 2 hour break in between. There’s no set motive, although the note he was said to had left featured the words “rich kids,” “debauchery,” and “deceitful charlatans.” There was no evidence to guess why he took a break between his first 2 murders and the remaining 30 (some say to reload, but personally, I don’t think it takes 2 hours to do that). Right now, there are a whole lot of questions with very few answers being given.
The title of this commentary, “The Careful Dance,” refers not only to me trying to establish my feelings without becoming heartless and overly offensive, but also to the college’s administration and public safety departments. Right now they are taking a lot of criticism about the way they handled the first shooting and what was going through their minds by not shutting the school down. The news media is trying to find as many people to crucify as possible in order to continue the story as long as possible. The students, understandably shaken and frightened, are trying to find someone to direct their anger towards.
This is where the dance continues… Everyone is stepping around verbal land-mines and pirouetting through crowds in order to make sense of the senseless. The school is attempting to save face and maintain credibility. The students are angry that they were in harm’s way without timely warnings. The media is feeding off this like piranha. Everyone is now doing the line dance I like to call The Blame Game.
Facts are going to be trickling in for weeks on this. Books will be written, eventually someone will make a movie, and survivors of that day will suffer for the rest of their lives. No one, regardless of what they uncover, will ever truly know what was going on in Cho Seung-Hui’s head during this massacre. By all accounts he was a quiet, misanthropic young man who was extremely misogynistic and wrote extremely lurid prose detailing acts of hideous violence. We will never know his thoughts as he went through the school, killing one after another. Even if they locate a note which details his thoughts leading up to his death march, we’ll never know what made him continue with his mission.
Of course many people will be using this as more ammunition (please, forgive me for the wording there) for the gun legislation debates which rage on in Washington D.C. While I, myself, do not own any guns, I don’t have a problem with others owning them. Do I think that this could have been prevented if there were tighter gun laws? No. No I do not. One needs only to look at the number of felons who are arrested each year for weapons possession to know that, regardless of what is supposed to happen, reality happens instead. Just because I’m seeing a red light doesn’t mean I will stop… it just means that I’m supposed to stop. The fact is that the laws governing weapons ownership are fatally flawed and need to be severely overhauled. Do they need to be stricter? Possibly… but I don’t think that it will cause as much harm to “American freedom” as many may think they will. Regardless of legality v. illegality, this incident has nothing to do with gun restrictions.
What happened on Monday, April 16th, 2007 is the result of one sick man’s distorted reality and his demented way of dealing with it. It’s most unfortunate that so many people were so horrendously affected by the mental degradation that Seung-Hui experienced. From the 32 deaths, to the dozens upon dozens who were wounded to the hundreds of grieving family members to the millions of people enrolled in education classes… this indelible event will spur anger and confusion among the people of this world.
A final note: Nothing is bad enough that it means capriciously taking the lives of innocent people. Nothing is bad enough that it means it’s time for someone to take their own life. Life, every life, is a gift that we are given. From the basest single-celled organisms to the top of the food chain, everything exists and is involved in struggle from the moment of birth to the moment of death. It’s what we choose to answer when confronted with those struggles that makes us worthy of our lives.
So, does everyone know what today is? It is the anniversary of when our fearless leader, Dubaya, decided to lie to the American public and send thousands of our fighting men & women over to Iraq to be murdered.
Happy Anniversary, George!
The news keeps reporting that he’s going to “briefly mention” the anniversary and keep it “low-key” in the press.
No shit, Sherlock! If I got anally raped on television, I doubt I would throw a party either!
I’m still for supporting the troops because it’s not their choice to be there, but they are there doing their jobs. The military “minds” are the ones I am loathing. I’ve said it many times previous, and I’m sure I’ll say it many times hence: George W. Bush is the worst president this country has ever seen. By far and away, he’s the worst president in my lifetime (Ford, Carter, Reagan, Poppa Bush, Clinton, and Dipshit Bush), but the worst president ever? Hell yes. I defy you to come up with another one that was worse! Hell, Hoover was a fuck-up too, but I don’t remember him intentionally sending thousands of Americans off to be killed in a foreign land!
So Happy Anniversary, George! I hope that all of the kickbacks and graft you’ve received from Haliburton and the oil companies make it easier to sleep at night! I, like the rest of the country, await your brilliant decision to pardon “Scooter” Libby to fully ensure your status as The Bottom of the Barrel.
As I sit here at my desk (yes, it’s Saturday) and wait for the last half-hour to expire on my shift, I am listening to Sirius Online. The station is Octane (20) and the band which is currently greeting my ears is Rage Against the Machine; a band so politically-charged that it almost overtakes the actual music. It got me to thinking about how my politics have changed in the many years I’ve been around and the levels that I thought I understood. I think, to make it easier, I’m going to use a quote my friend Mark once told me:
If you’re young and not a Democrat, you’ve got no heart. If you’re older and not a Republican, you’ve got no brain.
Now, while I’m not sure I agree with overly party-line slant there, I can understand the underlying sentiment. Democrats are noted for their liberalism and their willingness to help any cause that is around. There’s nothing wrong with that. If your heart doesn’t bleed a little, then there’s something wrong with you. Back when I was in high school, I felt that everything about the government was wrong, the politicians were evil incarnate, and everyone was just trying to keep everyone else “down” to elevate themselves. While I didn’t actively protest anything, I got into a lot of “political” discussions with adults and kept telling them how wrong they were.
Maturity means a lot.
Now that I’ve grown up and moved out of my parents’ house, I realize just how stupid I was as a teenager and even as I was in my early 20s. I lived in an idyllic suburban area which was, for the most part, untouched by crime of any sort. I went to private, Catholic schools, and my parents were still married; basically I was so far out of touch with “reality,” that it was almost frightening how that bubble protected me. I had no right to complain about things that I didn’t understand. I had no real idea about how the world worked because I had that parental buffer to keep me from the seedier side of life. I mean, hell… it’s very easy to let your heart bleed when your mom & dad are paying for everything.
Now that I’ve been paying a mortgage for 2 months shy of 7 years, worked a grown-up job, got laid off from said job, been unemployed, and found another job… well let’s say that I am beginning to understand things a bit better. The suburbs? Yeah… I want to get back there in the worst way, but I’ve been living in the city (and I’ll still argue with anyone that Wilmington IS a city) for 6 years, 9 months, and 9 days and I’ve experienced exactly why an unchecked bleeding heart is a very bad thing.
The overly-conservative approach is just as bad! We are in a country that was built upon the backs of other countries’ refugees. We can’t simply turn into a totalitarian state and make decisions based upon the wants of the few to overrun the many. Our current president is a corrupt asshole and I don’t see many in the Republican party that want to stop that. Basically it’s the whole idea of living high on the hog: They are getting rich and fat and who wants to stop that?
So where does that leave me? I guess I’m a political moderate… I mean, I’m very liberal in some respects, but I’m really conservative in some respects too. I have NO problem with same-sex marriages, but I want this country to tighten its borders to prevent illegal immigration. I think we need to increase funding for education and pay our civil servants more, but I really support an idea for curfews if someone is under the age of 18 AND bust the asses of their parents if they are caught out. I’m all for personal freedom, but I also believe in punishing those who deserve it. It’s a conundrum, I know.
Briefly back to Rage… when I was in high school, their eponymous album came out complete with the black and white image of the Buddhist monks on fire from Vietnam. We all swallowed that pill hook, line, and sinker. We supported them in their fight to free Mumia and all of that crap. Looking back on it, I wish I would have slammed my head in a locker. When teenagers start trying to be pro-active in politics, they listen to the loudest voice. Whether it’s MTV or the internet, they’ll follow the pack because teenagers, almost without exception, are concerned wth popularity over being right. I was. You were. Our kids will be. Our parents were. It’s all a cycle of stupidity. I know now that Mumia is a cop-killer and DESERVES to be in jail regardless of what Zach de la Rocha and Ben & Jerry think. I am beginning to understand for myself what the world is v. what the world is presented as.
I don’t think you’re stupid if you’re a Democrat and I don’t think you’re heartless if you’re a Republican. I do, however, think you need to think for yourself regardless of your political affiliation. You can believe that the Republican party is the greatest, yet really wish for some changes in the way we view “family values.” You can believe the Democrats are the way to go and support immigration reform. You can believe whatever you want and label yourself however you want as an American citizen. Would you like to know why? The explanation begins as such:
We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America…
It’s been 5 years and everyone has this on their mind.
5 YEARS AGO… we were still reeling from the judicial-political fiasco that was the 2000 Presidential election.
5 YEARS AGO… we were living our lives like nothing was wrong and it would take a miracle to wake the citizens of The United States of America out of their sleepwalking day.
5 YEARS AGO… we all became brothers and sisters regardless of age, race, and religion.
My how things have changed in 5 years.
I was talking to my mother last night and she was lamenting on the fact that, 5 years ago, people were going to church (pardon the upcoming pun) religiously and everyone seemed a lot nicer to one another. 5 years later? Not so much.
It would be easy to write about the chaos, destruction, cowardice, and heroism displayed 5 years ago seeing as every television station, radio station, website, and BLOG in the free world seems to “rewinding” to that day, but I’m taking a different tack. Basically we know what happened 5 years ago. We know that we never caught those responsible and we know that there are vast and numerous conspiracy theories regarding the destruction in New York City and Washington, D.C. What we forget, after all of that, is the fact that, for a shining few months, we were as one.
Not to be funny, but even the Yankees were cheered in Boston after 9/11 folks… that’s saying something.
I find it absolutely saddening that it took a tragedy of such magnitude to bring our country together and, 5 years later, we’re back at each other’s throats like nothing ever happened. Where did the goodwill go? Are the police and firefighters still revered? The answers are “I don’t know” and “Not a chance,” respectively.
As humans, our nature is to be pricks. Yes, there are shining exceptions, but the majority of us won’t let someone in on the Interstate. We won’t throw a few bucks in a bum’s hand. Hell, we barely want to be civil to complete strangers who haven’t ever done anything to us personally! Please note I said “we” because I constantly find myself speeding up on I-95 so people won’t cut in front of me and I never give any money to beggars because I think “Ya know, you could really have a job if you wanted one.”
We’re all assholes folks; it’s a fact that I have come to reluctantly accept. I mean, I always accepted that I was an asshole, but I used to have higher hopes for the rest of my fellow citizens. After 9/11/01, I was terribly depressed. It wasn’t because I was there or knew anyone that was there, but it was simply that I never fully grasped just how much hatred and evil there was in the world before then. Before, everything was comically overblown in the movies and I made that distinction between “reality” and “Hollywood.” After that day, the line was horribly blurred for me. I still can’t watch any specials about that day, nor can I bring myself to watch any movies about it either. I really just try to remember that there ARE good people in the world like the firefighters, police, EMTs, and the multitudes of volunteers at “Ground Zero.”
Where have the heroes gone? Nowhere folks… they’re all still here doing extraordinary things on an ordinary basis. It’s the rest of us that have changed. When we threw parades for the firefighters, now we throw bricks. When we cheered the cops, now we jeer. Society has slipped back into its miserable slumber of derision and we’ve forgotten how to co-exist again. I’m not saying that we need another wake-up call, because it seems that the wake-up call we received 5 years ago should have served, but I think we need to open our eyes and be a little nicer to our neighbor.
To all of the fire-fighters, police officers, emergency medical technicians, and our military men and women on Patriot Day:
A few years back I was getting forwards from everyone I knew. Before I continue, please know that I do enjoy the vast majority of the forwards, but it’s a few little things that bother me. That’s when, during a period of boredom at the last job, I came up with The 10 Commandments of E-Mail Forwarding. I’ve forwarded them out to a few friends and a lot of my pet peeves were addressed! Now I plan on taking over the world!!! So enjoy, learn, and live them.
- Thou shalt know the letters NSFW and when to use them! If I get fired because I open an e-mail from you with the subject “Fluffy Kitten” and it’s a hardcore porn pic? You’re going to be paying my mortgage for a while!! By the way? NSFW = Not Safe For Work.
- Thou shalt edit out all personal comments. I don’t care that Betty said “This is awesome, you gotta see it!!” and Ted concluded that “I’ve seen this in another form but…”
- Thou shalt delete the tons of tabs and >>>>> that precede thy forwarded text. It doesn’t take long to make an e-mail readable!
- Thou shalt die from horribly painful warts and lesions upon thy body if I am sent another pointless “Make A Wish” e-mail.
- If thou sends a chain letter, see #4, but multiply it by a factor of a thousand.
- Thou shalt forward only what is funny and address it to people of similar ideas. An engineer won’t find a cooking forward side-splitting!
- Thou shalt SUMMARIZE in the Subject line, not type a book report there!
- Especially for the heathens using AOL: Thou shalt forward the LAST attachment instead of having the rest of us click through 100 windows to get to a 2 line joke.
- Thou shalt keep at least a minor recollection of what you’ve sent out and an inkling of who might have received it so as not to inundate the recipients with 19 copies of the same message over a 5 day period!!!
- If possible, Thou shalt use the Bcc (Blind Carbon Copy) field to save thy friends and relatives and co-workers time and energy scrolling down the list of 400 e-mails you’ve forwarded out to.
Feel free to copy, paste, steal, whatever… just make sure people follow them
It’s offical: 30 pieces of silver is worth $500,000 in 2006 American dollars.
For those of you who have been following the “Saint Hypocrisy” thread, you’ll know what I’m talking about. For those that have no clue what I’m talking about, re-read both of them before going ahead with this one; trust me… it will make more sense.
Okay, now that you’ve caught up, it turns out that Louis Capano will be donating $500,000 to Archmere and getting a plaque for his money to put on the new Student Life building (now to be named after 2 former headmasters there). Shockingly, a lot of people are okay with this. Remember my “30 pieces of silver” comment? Those who have a good Christian background (and I mean “good” not in terms of “good v. bad,” but “good” as in “knowledgable”) will remember that the Pharisee paid Judas 30 pieces of silver to betray Jesus that night in the garden. While I’m not condeming Capano as the devil or evil, his $500,000 and relinquishing of the naming rights in combination made Archmere and its affected alumni swallow any problem they have with turning a blind eye to the absolute shunning of the Christian ideals that Capano should have displayed 10 years ago (and, as some would say, in his business practices over the years as well). They say that Archmere accepted the gift out of that Catholic charity of forgiveness, but that’s bullshit and we all know it. If it was TRULY forgiveness, then his naming rights would have also been retained. No, this was purely about money.
Again, for those members of the Archmere community who decry this gift as loudly as I do, I applaud you and your stance. I have zero problem with any of you.
To finish, my old grade-school has not only apparently decided to still accept the million dollars, but they still plan on letting Capano name whatever he wants after his parents. Again, I can’t say I’m happy about them taking the money, but at least they are going “all or nothing” and not that bastardized shit that Archmere is pulling. St. Edmond’s also used the guise of “Catholic forgiveness,” and I really think that is bullshit too, but I have a little more respect for how they are going all in. What’s the old saying? “In for a penny, in for a pound?”
As I ranted and raved about Archmere last night, I just typed and typed without stop. When I was done, I decided to check that Archmere Legacy website I listed just to be sure I wasn’t making a gross generalization; I was and I wasn’t.
Apparently some of the people on that site were actually stand up people and started a petition to raise the $1 million that Capano would be donating so they wouldn’t have to accept that money.
Now that I respect. So to all those people who recommended this course of action AND those people who donated any amount of money in that spirit of replacing the Capano money, I fully and heartily apologize for any comments I made that offended you. To the rest of you however? I stand pat and say “Put your money where your mouth is.”