Recently, there was a peer counselling meeting to take forward what was taught to us a couple of months ago (yes, I'm a qualified peer counsellor. I have single handedly been associated with 4 suicide attempts). Moving beyond the obvious promptness of the meeting, I think the entire peer counselling training was quite a sham and beyond that, peer counselling even if done well would have absolutely no positive influence on the crud and slime that make up most of the NLS (myself included).
The training itself had a couple of slides and a bunch of women telling us how counselling is done and how one should look beyond oneself etc etc. Why then was it a sham? Well me, the hairy mallu and the scary gult sat together and tried very hard to be part of the activities on the first day, which was dominated by the decent chom and the red bull mascot.
If something is to be dominated by the red bull mascot being the teachers pet, spouting statements like "I used to think smoking was cool". I think we can agree the teachers might not be all that astute. Maybe they just needed someone to listen to them talking. That the mascot seemed to achieve, interspersed with the decent chom making statements like "I am the spirit", something which he seriously believes by the way. Taking nothing away from his spiritual beliefs, I don't think that it was a very relevant or interesting statement to make given the context.
Hoping the next day would be better, praying for an extension and not wanting to waste our 300 Rs. investment, all of us found ourselves at the centre, the second day as well. The second day started off with the decent chom recanting how one day of training had helped him achieve a different stance with people he talked to. (He told someone to relax, instead of telling him to chill)
Upon questioning, he refused to betray the trust of the person concerned and reveal his identity considering the exceedingly personal nature of the verbal intercourse (they discussed how the person had not yet started his projects 6 days prior to submission. A situation which would, of course, drive any law schoolite mad considering how early projects are normally submitted). This of course is a very good start to a life of peer counselling. Keeping secrets. Which brings me to why a peer counselling initiative, done right, would still serve no purpose.
The essentials of peer counselling include trust and being non judgemental. Both these are so easily achieved in a close knit community like law school. The person you are talking to would be refering to some problem within law school which would essentailly translate into someone else who you know, who you already have an opinion about. Regardless of the lack of use of names, the news is bound to travel. Law school is not a place for secrets. Hardly anything remains a secret. About being non judgemental, I dont see how the egoistic, self centered, bright upcoming citizens that law school is grooming CAN ever be judgemental.
So what is the purpose of peer counselling? Maybe it could transform into some kinda dating helpline cos we donr have enough of that in law school as of now. Maybe the college would even chip in and pay the phone bills of the peer counsellors. What we need is a counsellor. A neutral third party who knows absolutely no one on campus. Who can be trusted with a story cos he/she has absolutely nothing to gain spouting it. Not even entertainment value. At least it wont be spouted within law school or to a law schoolite. This is what we should be aiming at.
Peer counselling cannot handle people in alw school. Nothing would change. People need to go out more and integrate themselves with the surroundings. When was the last time you went to a college fest and saw, if not met, new people? Maybe the information interchange programme thought of by the Fat Odiya is something we all need. Definitely, the call of the hour is for people outside to be called in.
We should stop being so egoistic as to believe we can solve all the problems within ourselves. It's quite obvious we can't. We need to be self sufficient, understanding, sensitive, YES. But will that stop someone who wants to actually jump, from jumping? I say, no. Trust is hard to come by in law school, and even when found, it is easily betrayed. To create trust between new friends, old trust is always betrayed. I'm confident, you have never betrayed anyone's trust. I mean, how could you? You're a law schoolite. We're the epitome of morality and ethics.
What can be done about the worsening situation among law schoolites? GET A COUNSELLOR. GET PEOPLE FROM OUTSIDE TO TALK. When any such initiative is taken, get your asses out of bed and come take part. Meet NEW people for a change. Dont sit in your room and crib about how the localites dont understand how modern we all are. Go out, mingle, get to know people. Nothing wrong about knowing people outside your little circle of misfits. But most important of all, when there is an initiative for interaction with outsiders, be it a talk on jurisprudence or a talk on dope, sex and other adoloscent issues, try to make it to the talk instead of sleeping around or wasting time cribbing and moping. We, at law school need holistic development. It would be pathetic to be broken destroyed people who can only spout the law sitting at a desk cos litigation is obviously out of the question for most of us.
We need to understand our actions now will have a lasting effect later in life. The fact that we are the spirit does not immunise our bodies from all the spirits and nicotine we consume. Maybe it was time to find alternate forms of distraction. Maybe support is all that is lacking. If people stopped being lazy, things could happen. Peer counselling is a good example. A badly conceived idea, with hopeless implementation got around 20 people to attend (each paying good money). Maybe a slightly better idea would get 40 people to attend, and this 40 might blossom into 400 over the course of a couple of years.
That, is my hope.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
A sheep named Stalin
This post is a response to the irresponsible accusations about the movie Charlie Wilson's war made here. The post above talks about how bad the movie was.
Anyone who takes the trouble to look beyond the obvious would be able to appreciate that the movie was exactly as it should be in order to convey a message about how the people who suffer are always those who are in the battle zone, while the congressman enjoys his recliner and Julia Roberts. (Much like the trading in agricultural derivatives in the Indian market is making farmers suffer)
What does one look for in a movie? The impact, the story, the cinematography? Maybe for a non movie buff, all one looks for is the sleaze. However, being able to appreciate the finer nuances of a movie is what makes a movie worth watching.
First of all, the film is by no means, a "comedy". It wasn't meant to be one. It follows the normal Tom Hanks tradition of satire and sarcasm during lighter moments in order to convey a deeper message to a wider audience (the sleaze catering to a particularly shallow audience - north indians, for instance).
Second, if someone were to watch the movie and get ANYTHING out of it, it would be that it was so easy to wage war (getting 500 million dollars for the purpose) and pretty much impossible to get a million for reconstruction of schools. The movie is extremely relevant as of now as the US is treading the same path in Iraq. If a democrat gets elected, the promise to withdraw troops would result in a similar situation as has been shown here.
The entire movie talks of the futility of war and more relevantly, the futility of a cold war. It shows the amount of horse trading that seems necessary to ensure that weapons just reach the agents. The CIA agent explains the story of the Zen Master and the little boy at the end of the movie although there is an allusion to it right at the first meeting with Wilson. The station chief at Islamabad seem to echo the sentiment of the cold war. All this looks to show us how war serves no purpose.
Tom Hanks pulls off a Tom Hanks as usual and is as stunning as ever. Julia Roberts cant look bad no matter what she does or wears and the entire movie is built up brilliantly to deliver the message at the end. The ending would not have had its impact if it had not been built up they way it had. It is important, of course, to understand that the movie was screened at an International Relations course to show how insanely ludicrous and historically doctored it was. But that seems to have slipped notice. The movie makes you think. It makes everyone think. You would say something as insanely egoistic as dialogue being imperative only if you feel if u have a monopoly over thinking for yourself. You call it a premier legal institute. Maybe someone else, at least 2 other people in that room that day other than you could possibly think and understand the significance of the screening. I personally find nothing wrong with this movie being screened and would go as far as to say, it was a good choice.
I am confident that a blog entry is not a start of anything. You wanna actually do something abt it (and not just crib endlessly and yell at everyone in sight to get responsibility)? Then blogging is definitely not the answer. You have to start somewhere where it matters.
Lastly, Communism deserves to be stereotyped.
It is the most wretched form of government there is, was or ever will be.
Communist pigs do not value the meaning and fragility of life (here i refer to the communist leaders and not every communist citizen in general - after all the leaders are the basis for judging the cause anyway). Why then, should we respect theirs? I have been a Marxist socialist most of my life and the one thing I hate more than capitalist blood sucking, is communism.
I believe in one principle of morality around which i have structured
my entire life.
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
Anyone who takes the trouble to look beyond the obvious would be able to appreciate that the movie was exactly as it should be in order to convey a message about how the people who suffer are always those who are in the battle zone, while the congressman enjoys his recliner and Julia Roberts. (Much like the trading in agricultural derivatives in the Indian market is making farmers suffer)
What does one look for in a movie? The impact, the story, the cinematography? Maybe for a non movie buff, all one looks for is the sleaze. However, being able to appreciate the finer nuances of a movie is what makes a movie worth watching.
First of all, the film is by no means, a "comedy". It wasn't meant to be one. It follows the normal Tom Hanks tradition of satire and sarcasm during lighter moments in order to convey a deeper message to a wider audience (the sleaze catering to a particularly shallow audience - north indians, for instance).
Second, if someone were to watch the movie and get ANYTHING out of it, it would be that it was so easy to wage war (getting 500 million dollars for the purpose) and pretty much impossible to get a million for reconstruction of schools. The movie is extremely relevant as of now as the US is treading the same path in Iraq. If a democrat gets elected, the promise to withdraw troops would result in a similar situation as has been shown here.
The entire movie talks of the futility of war and more relevantly, the futility of a cold war. It shows the amount of horse trading that seems necessary to ensure that weapons just reach the agents. The CIA agent explains the story of the Zen Master and the little boy at the end of the movie although there is an allusion to it right at the first meeting with Wilson. The station chief at Islamabad seem to echo the sentiment of the cold war. All this looks to show us how war serves no purpose.
Tom Hanks pulls off a Tom Hanks as usual and is as stunning as ever. Julia Roberts cant look bad no matter what she does or wears and the entire movie is built up brilliantly to deliver the message at the end. The ending would not have had its impact if it had not been built up they way it had. It is important, of course, to understand that the movie was screened at an International Relations course to show how insanely ludicrous and historically doctored it was. But that seems to have slipped notice. The movie makes you think. It makes everyone think. You would say something as insanely egoistic as dialogue being imperative only if you feel if u have a monopoly over thinking for yourself. You call it a premier legal institute. Maybe someone else, at least 2 other people in that room that day other than you could possibly think and understand the significance of the screening. I personally find nothing wrong with this movie being screened and would go as far as to say, it was a good choice.
I am confident that a blog entry is not a start of anything. You wanna actually do something abt it (and not just crib endlessly and yell at everyone in sight to get responsibility)? Then blogging is definitely not the answer. You have to start somewhere where it matters.
Lastly, Communism deserves to be stereotyped.
It is the most wretched form of government there is, was or ever will be.
Communist pigs do not value the meaning and fragility of life (here i refer to the communist leaders and not every communist citizen in general - after all the leaders are the basis for judging the cause anyway). Why then, should we respect theirs? I have been a Marxist socialist most of my life and the one thing I hate more than capitalist blood sucking, is communism.
I believe in one principle of morality around which i have structured
my entire life.
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Raghu Dixit Project
There's something about a local artist/band/singer that evokes a sudden rush of patriotism. It of course helps a LOT if the artist is actually good. I recently decided to buy a cd of the Raghu Dixit Project. I feel it was 159 Rs. well spent. This song is in Kannada, but the chap sings in flawless English (not whole songs, but some lines) and Hindi as well. It is truly rare to find someone with a good pronunciation in all three languages. I will put up the lyrics sometime (translated and in kannada), just not now.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Bored, Ignored, Irritated and Miffed.
FINALLY found a site which had all the info abt the IPL teams. It HAD to be BBC.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/7340985.stm
Sitting in a TP class is akin to the chinese water torture.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/7340985.stm
Sitting in a TP class is akin to the chinese water torture.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Vacation!
A hectic vacation is quite like a cumbersome girlfriend. You're in it for some form of distraction from the monotonous boredom, yet you feel more stressed than relaxed at the end of it. It is due to this that a vacation should ordinarily be kept relaxed with ample time to get sleep.
My programme for 3 weeks looks like this. I leave for Gokarna 12th night and return on the 15th early morning. 2 days later, on the 17th afternoon i go to Goa and return late night on the 20th. From the 26th, I have my mid term exams.
I returned from Gokarna yesterday in the Morning. What i realised about travel is that the destination is quite as important as the journey, unless the journey itself is fun. When I think of the old saying about how lifes a journey and not a destination, I can only say its bull shit. Lifes as much the destination as the journey. Especially when the journey's bumpy. When the journey's smooth u tend to ignore the destination and enjoy the journey. So lifes all abt the destination. Its just that one seems to forget the destination when one's enjoying the journey which makesthe journey painless and the destination worthwhile. I do not say for a minute that an EASY journey is necessarily a good journey. A good journey is one which keeps u distracted from everything else, yet allows u to be aware of the final destination.
Why this came up is due to my recent tryst with VRL travels. The bus itself is probably the worst ive ever seen. The seats are quite uncomfortable, the bus has no suspension and the driver seems to mistake the bus for a Formula 1 car. The bus ride lasted nearly 12 hrs, when i boarded the bus at 745 at Jayanagar and reached Gokarna at 730 in the morning. Gokarna was of course insanely hot. Upon reaching Gokarna, we hired a taxi for all nine of us to get to Kudle Beach. When we reached the end of the road traversable by the sumo, we walked down a precarious hill. My compadres decided they wanted to save money and opted to stay in shacks with no fan (not even a table fan), lots of mosquitoes and a common loo which was a 20 minute walk away. I was accused of being elitist for deciding to stay at a decent hotel with an ATTACHED loo. Of course, 3 others followed suit and the difference per head was 150 Rs (in my eyes it was easily worth 225 a head, at least for the fan). The beach itself was absolutely clean with no man made or natural garbage, or faeces. It is a joy to see such a sparklingly clean beach.
I ended up going on a boat ride to help pass the time at the beach when 5 of the others decided to trek up a hill to watch the sunset. The boat took us to the nearby beaches - Om, Paradise and Half Moon. We got to see the sun turn orange from the middle of the sea, with the motor off and peacefully. I then jumped into the water arnd 300 m from shore and attempted to swim back. From under the water, all i could see was the boat and was hence using that as a beacon to guide me to shore. However, the boatmen decided that if I died itd be on his conscience and decided to go in a circle arnd me to ensure my safety. Due to this, I lost direction and had to stop and yell, "Which way to the shore?" To which the response from the boat was "Keep swimming straight". I finally made it back to shore and the kinda high that ensued was quite exhilirating. I had always wanted to do that. I did learn something important from this journey though. Waves recede. DO NOT DO BUTTERFLY IN THE SEA CLOSE TO THE SHORE.
The second day was just relaxed and 5 decided to trek up the hill in the scorching and walk the TAR roads of Gokarna in order to shop. Being lazy as i was, I stayed back with 2 of my chain smoking roommates, who cudn ve made it had they wanted to and a tiny little girl for whom the hill seemed like Everest (above a certain height, all mountains look the same height for relatively shorter people). We stayed back and rented a boat instead which took us around the mountain and dropped us off at the beach. Being as stupid as i normally am, i got my jeans wet by standing in the beach. The way back was quite complicated as the "majestic" VRL bus only started from Honnavar. We had 8 tickets on this bus and 1 on a direct Gokarna to Bangalore bus. We sent one of the responsible girls alone in the first bus and 8 of us set off on a local NWKRTC bus to Kumta and then Honnavar from there. We reached in time to ve rock hard idlis and oily puris later catching the VRL bus and leaving.
We all had sleepers on this bus and the tiny girl had motion sickness throughout (how she came back, stayed awake in class and gave a case presentation is BEYOND me). We finally got off near Rajajinagar and made it back to campus well in time for class. On the whole it was a fun experience. I now look forward to indulging in some water sports in Goa. My flight leaves in just over 11 hours from now.
My programme for 3 weeks looks like this. I leave for Gokarna 12th night and return on the 15th early morning. 2 days later, on the 17th afternoon i go to Goa and return late night on the 20th. From the 26th, I have my mid term exams.
I returned from Gokarna yesterday in the Morning. What i realised about travel is that the destination is quite as important as the journey, unless the journey itself is fun. When I think of the old saying about how lifes a journey and not a destination, I can only say its bull shit. Lifes as much the destination as the journey. Especially when the journey's bumpy. When the journey's smooth u tend to ignore the destination and enjoy the journey. So lifes all abt the destination. Its just that one seems to forget the destination when one's enjoying the journey which makesthe journey painless and the destination worthwhile. I do not say for a minute that an EASY journey is necessarily a good journey. A good journey is one which keeps u distracted from everything else, yet allows u to be aware of the final destination.
Why this came up is due to my recent tryst with VRL travels. The bus itself is probably the worst ive ever seen. The seats are quite uncomfortable, the bus has no suspension and the driver seems to mistake the bus for a Formula 1 car. The bus ride lasted nearly 12 hrs, when i boarded the bus at 745 at Jayanagar and reached Gokarna at 730 in the morning. Gokarna was of course insanely hot. Upon reaching Gokarna, we hired a taxi for all nine of us to get to Kudle Beach. When we reached the end of the road traversable by the sumo, we walked down a precarious hill. My compadres decided they wanted to save money and opted to stay in shacks with no fan (not even a table fan), lots of mosquitoes and a common loo which was a 20 minute walk away. I was accused of being elitist for deciding to stay at a decent hotel with an ATTACHED loo. Of course, 3 others followed suit and the difference per head was 150 Rs (in my eyes it was easily worth 225 a head, at least for the fan). The beach itself was absolutely clean with no man made or natural garbage, or faeces. It is a joy to see such a sparklingly clean beach.
I ended up going on a boat ride to help pass the time at the beach when 5 of the others decided to trek up a hill to watch the sunset. The boat took us to the nearby beaches - Om, Paradise and Half Moon. We got to see the sun turn orange from the middle of the sea, with the motor off and peacefully. I then jumped into the water arnd 300 m from shore and attempted to swim back. From under the water, all i could see was the boat and was hence using that as a beacon to guide me to shore. However, the boatmen decided that if I died itd be on his conscience and decided to go in a circle arnd me to ensure my safety. Due to this, I lost direction and had to stop and yell, "Which way to the shore?" To which the response from the boat was "Keep swimming straight". I finally made it back to shore and the kinda high that ensued was quite exhilirating. I had always wanted to do that. I did learn something important from this journey though. Waves recede. DO NOT DO BUTTERFLY IN THE SEA CLOSE TO THE SHORE.
The second day was just relaxed and 5 decided to trek up the hill in the scorching and walk the TAR roads of Gokarna in order to shop. Being lazy as i was, I stayed back with 2 of my chain smoking roommates, who cudn ve made it had they wanted to and a tiny little girl for whom the hill seemed like Everest (above a certain height, all mountains look the same height for relatively shorter people). We stayed back and rented a boat instead which took us around the mountain and dropped us off at the beach. Being as stupid as i normally am, i got my jeans wet by standing in the beach. The way back was quite complicated as the "majestic" VRL bus only started from Honnavar. We had 8 tickets on this bus and 1 on a direct Gokarna to Bangalore bus. We sent one of the responsible girls alone in the first bus and 8 of us set off on a local NWKRTC bus to Kumta and then Honnavar from there. We reached in time to ve rock hard idlis and oily puris later catching the VRL bus and leaving.
We all had sleepers on this bus and the tiny girl had motion sickness throughout (how she came back, stayed awake in class and gave a case presentation is BEYOND me). We finally got off near Rajajinagar and made it back to campus well in time for class. On the whole it was a fun experience. I now look forward to indulging in some water sports in Goa. My flight leaves in just over 11 hours from now.
Monday, April 7, 2008
American, Chinese, German, American, French, Syrian, English or Japanese?
I just got done watching CHINATOWN. Its a 1974 movie with Jack Nicholson. After watching this movie, I felt I should compare some movies I have seen which seem to have the same resounding effect on me. Some movies just refuse to leave you and stick with u for a very long time. There is always something to learn and remember in all such movies.
So here they are:
Shawshank Redemption: This essentially turns into a feel good movie towards the end slightly lessening its blow.
Chinatown: Just stunning. It takes its own time to sink in, but when it does, you are left to think abt a masterpiece. What makes this movie one of the best I have ever seen? Attention to detail. Every little seemingly useless moment seems to have some significance and connection in a grand scheme of things. Every actor has given his best and directed to perfection. It does not have a happy ending or a pleasant storyline. Chinatown could represent modern day china. The movie is remarkable and a must watch for any movie watcher who watches movies for the story and not the violence or sex.
Leben der Anderen, Das: What do u get when u put in a stunning babe in a movie with a rivetting story? The Lives of others is unquestionably exciting and involving. It is one such movie where one dusn mind reading the screen throughout. (This movie motivated me to try and learn german. Haven got v far yet)
Bucket List: Two terminally ill cancer patients who decide to do stuff before they die. So wat? The two patients are Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. Thats what. Need any more be said? Well, it is a very moving movie with not much of a story, but a brilliant character sketch and the meaning of life, love and regret. Very well made and beautiful cinematography.
Leon: Crafted like a madeleine, the movie talks of violence yet shows no gruesome or macabre scenes. By the end, you find yourself rooting for a professional hitman who kills with no mercy. The entire character sketch is brilliant and Portman steals the show as usual (even when she was 12). Slow at times, but that is necessary to build up the character. (This movie should NOT be compared to Hitman, which is by far the worst movie I have ever seen in any language (and ive seen my share of the bad ones). The movie hitman should be avoided unless the other option is death. Even then, its a tough decision.)
Syriana (Stephen Gaghan film starring Clooney - Thanks, Bobo): This movie is nowhere near as good as "Good Night and Good Luck". I wouldn recommend this movie unless u have 2 hrs of time to kill and feel like getting into intense drivel with a sad and torturous ending. Chinatown is a much better movie and seeks to convey the exact same message. The rich will triumph over the poor. Come what may. This movie is on par with "Confessions of a dangerous mind" (Clooney's direction if im not mistaken).
The Third Man: BRILLIANT. Just Magnificient. Its a must see and theres no question abt it. Every dialogue has been crafted to perfection. It shows the American "protagonist" as a TRUE american. Well what sets it apart from the rest of the movies in this list? Its a BRITISH movie (Made by London films). Nothing more need be said about its obvious superiority.
Rashomon: Slow, Painful, yet still worth watching. How so? Some dialogues may seem quite anti feminist (who cares?), but the movie is not. It is very well shown and shows man's nature of overplaying EVERYTHING in order to look good. Should one have faith in man? I would say NO. Cynics are the most suited men for this planet for they are the only ones who can TRULY understand man's nature. This movie proves the dictum of HOUSE MD, "Everybody Lies". (Again, a British lead to make an American show a hit)
So here they are:
Shawshank Redemption: This essentially turns into a feel good movie towards the end slightly lessening its blow.
Chinatown: Just stunning. It takes its own time to sink in, but when it does, you are left to think abt a masterpiece. What makes this movie one of the best I have ever seen? Attention to detail. Every little seemingly useless moment seems to have some significance and connection in a grand scheme of things. Every actor has given his best and directed to perfection. It does not have a happy ending or a pleasant storyline. Chinatown could represent modern day china. The movie is remarkable and a must watch for any movie watcher who watches movies for the story and not the violence or sex.
Leben der Anderen, Das: What do u get when u put in a stunning babe in a movie with a rivetting story? The Lives of others is unquestionably exciting and involving. It is one such movie where one dusn mind reading the screen throughout. (This movie motivated me to try and learn german. Haven got v far yet)
Bucket List: Two terminally ill cancer patients who decide to do stuff before they die. So wat? The two patients are Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. Thats what. Need any more be said? Well, it is a very moving movie with not much of a story, but a brilliant character sketch and the meaning of life, love and regret. Very well made and beautiful cinematography.
Leon: Crafted like a madeleine, the movie talks of violence yet shows no gruesome or macabre scenes. By the end, you find yourself rooting for a professional hitman who kills with no mercy. The entire character sketch is brilliant and Portman steals the show as usual (even when she was 12). Slow at times, but that is necessary to build up the character. (This movie should NOT be compared to Hitman, which is by far the worst movie I have ever seen in any language (and ive seen my share of the bad ones). The movie hitman should be avoided unless the other option is death. Even then, its a tough decision.)
Syriana (Stephen Gaghan film starring Clooney - Thanks, Bobo): This movie is nowhere near as good as "Good Night and Good Luck". I wouldn recommend this movie unless u have 2 hrs of time to kill and feel like getting into intense drivel with a sad and torturous ending. Chinatown is a much better movie and seeks to convey the exact same message. The rich will triumph over the poor. Come what may. This movie is on par with "Confessions of a dangerous mind" (Clooney's direction if im not mistaken).
The Third Man: BRILLIANT. Just Magnificient. Its a must see and theres no question abt it. Every dialogue has been crafted to perfection. It shows the American "protagonist" as a TRUE american. Well what sets it apart from the rest of the movies in this list? Its a BRITISH movie (Made by London films). Nothing more need be said about its obvious superiority.
Rashomon: Slow, Painful, yet still worth watching. How so? Some dialogues may seem quite anti feminist (who cares?), but the movie is not. It is very well shown and shows man's nature of overplaying EVERYTHING in order to look good. Should one have faith in man? I would say NO. Cynics are the most suited men for this planet for they are the only ones who can TRULY understand man's nature. This movie proves the dictum of HOUSE MD, "Everybody Lies". (Again, a British lead to make an American show a hit)
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Ugly Feminists?
I woke up today wondering why EVERY feminist I have ever known has um... not been very pretty. Is it that feminists are unattractive or unattractive people are feminists?
Quite obviously the latter is quite untrue cos ive known many unattractive people who weren feminists. The sad part is looking at a reasonably attractive person and wondering, "hmmm.. wudn this person be attractive if she wasn a feminist?"
I mean, Im all for equal rights, but to writhe on the floor and beg, appealing to the good nature and conscience of man is quite pathetic. Pitiful, even.
In my limited experience, in today's world, ugly feminist is quite redundant. Maybe in a couple of years, we can finally use the words interchangeably.
SHOULD FEMINISTS BE ALLOWED TO FIGHT FOR THE COUNTRY IN THE ARMY?
I feel yes. Lets appease them. Lets send ALL the feminists to the front and then wait for war. It serves so many purposes. Ill just list three. One, and MOST "IMPORTANT", we accet the demands of the feminists. So theyl shut up for sometime. Two, the averae beauty of the world would just sky rocket upward. Three, well, peace in the world at last.
Quite obviously the latter is quite untrue cos ive known many unattractive people who weren feminists. The sad part is looking at a reasonably attractive person and wondering, "hmmm.. wudn this person be attractive if she wasn a feminist?"
I mean, Im all for equal rights, but to writhe on the floor and beg, appealing to the good nature and conscience of man is quite pathetic. Pitiful, even.
In my limited experience, in today's world, ugly feminist is quite redundant. Maybe in a couple of years, we can finally use the words interchangeably.
SHOULD FEMINISTS BE ALLOWED TO FIGHT FOR THE COUNTRY IN THE ARMY?
I feel yes. Lets appease them. Lets send ALL the feminists to the front and then wait for war. It serves so many purposes. Ill just list three. One, and MOST "IMPORTANT", we accet the demands of the feminists. So theyl shut up for sometime. Two, the averae beauty of the world would just sky rocket upward. Three, well, peace in the world at last.
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