If I ever run for political office I will be using this video ad nausiem. It literally gives me chill bumps — miniseries opening titles shouldn’t do that, it isn’t natural; expertly crafted.
oh man. it’s etymology and linguistics like this that get my philosophy juices flowing.
What is duende? What does it convey? Can it convey anything outside of the context in which it is used? Is it a referent or just an end unto itself?
TO THE DERRIDA CAVE!
According to some if you don’t understand something 101% you need to get attacked. You have to know all the terminology, all the statistics, all of the correct history or you’re a complete dumbass. You won’t even be intentionally trying to upset someone but if you do then you’re…
If you want respect, don’t look for it on the internet — have conversations with people face to face. The internet is a faceless void of personae and opinions, none of which I would argue are strictly-speaking “human”. We have created new personalities on the internet, ones that are faceless and unfiltered representations of our thoughts. Without faces, people aren’t perceived as human, and when they aren’t perceived as human they are not treated as such and perhaps cannot be treated as such. Our humanness is in our being, or body, and our faces. When you sign on to the internet you give up this right, for better or for worse.
In the light of these mid-east uprisings we need to ask ourselves one very important question: Do we support these people or do we support a philosophical principle? Because Democracy is not God’s government, but these people are God’s children. Look past their cause and see their faces.
One photo. One million words.
Stand in solidarity with Yemen, Libya, Bahrain, Iran and the rest of the middle east!
The people are SPEAKING!
I don’t know all the factors behind what’s been going on in Yemen, Libya, Bahrain, Iran or the rest of the Middle East. I don’t know the history behind the regimes, or every oppressive law, I don’t know what caused the spark, or why won’t anyone pay attention. I don’t know. What I do know is that when I see pictures of real human beings suffering at the hands of an individual or government officials I start to feel sick. I feel sick because people are being massacred, people are being shot at by their military, people are suffering, people are dying. All these human beings would rather die than live their lives without change. I don’t need to know all the details to know what they’re fighting for is real. I stand in support of the Middle East.
But what does it even mean to stand? My heart breaks but is that enough? I tell my friends, but they don’t care enough. I tell my family, but they don’t care enough. If I could scream this to the nation, and show them the images that I’ve seen, let them hear the voices, let them see the atrocities, would they care? Or would they turn the other way? I’m mad about what’s going on. I’m mad that no one cares. I’m mad because I feel like I don’t care enough. I feel useless. I feel like I’m standing on the sidelines watching the protests instead of getting in the streets.
I don’t like this feeling, perhaps maybe because its the truth. Innocent men, women and children are being slaughtered for their desire for democracy. What am I doing? What can I do? As I wake up in my own bed, and sleep at night without the threat of danger I know there are people who are witnessing their loved ones brutally murdered. How do I stop the rage, rage towards others, and rage towards myself? Do I just become neutral, stagnant, partially indifferent? How can I go about the things on my to-do list?
How do I love people I’ve never met and still be able to function?
Asked by seemenonthemountaintops
haha, who said it was sarcastic!? maybe i admire your swag!
methinks your protesteth too much.
I also didn’t say I DIDNT have swag, I just wanted to know how I could be like you! ;)
maybe they should be more worried about saving a child from an orphanage than a cat from a pound