Just wanted to share with anyone who cares:
Jennie Rae Urban anagrams to Ninja ear be rune. I'm still trying to find something better for the "ear be" part. :D
J
25 November 2009
12 November 2009
I'm usually a very peaceful guy but I'm gonna kill you - I'm Gonna Kill You by Hank Green
So, just thought I'd let y'all in on Secret Project #1. (Actually, it's not secret. I'm trying to enlist as much help as I can, so...)
I've started a new blog (hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com). This is for my Philosophy ISU, and I'd like as much help as I can get. Basically, the premise is that I want to figure out what the hell happened to privacy and why the hell do we have this innate desire to post our every stupid thought online for everyone to see.
So, head over to hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com and leave a comment, please. I'll probably address it in my next post, and you'll even get to feel good for helping me with my super-huge philosophy ISU which I'll probably be working on every night. :D
I've started a new blog (hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com). This is for my Philosophy ISU, and I'd like as much help as I can get. Basically, the premise is that I want to figure out what the hell happened to privacy and why the hell do we have this innate desire to post our every stupid thought online for everyone to see.
So, head over to hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com and leave a comment, please. I'll probably address it in my next post, and you'll even get to feel good for helping me with my super-huge philosophy ISU which I'll probably be working on every night. :D
03 November 2009
Damn Facebook, too bloody addicting! - Hank Green and Michael Aranda, DFTBA
Alright, so this was going to be a fun and upbeat post about all the places I want to go and things I want to do when Allison and I go on our road trip.
And then I watched a video on YouTube (which shouldn't have even happened, because I should be writing a cover letter). It was a mothers day song, and the guy's mother had cancer. He says, "This may be her last mothers day."
And then, the stupid commentors who have no idea what it feels like, say, and I quote: "I lost my grandpa in '05 because of cancer." And "It'd... it'd be better if you didn't cuss..." and, best of all, "OMG this song was good and u are very hott".
Okay, to Commentor #1: Losing your mother is a whole world different from losing your mother. Losing a grandparent sucks, I know. But they're old, and going to die soon, anyway. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, but it's true. I can't imagine losing my mother. When Geoffrey died, that was enough. But watching my Mommy dying slowly because of cancer, that would be enough to put me over the edge. A better response would have been, perhaps, "I lost my grandpa in '05 to cancer, and I can almost imagine how hard it would be to watch your mother go through that."
Commentor #2: The point of that line ("That fukkin' disease") was not to be family friendly. Cancer in not family friendly. There is nothing safe about cancer. "That fukkin' disease" is the best way I've heard it described yet. Not everything is safe, my dear. Sometimes, cussing is appropriate.
And Commentor #3: I am simply speechless. This is the epitome of why I have lost faith in the human race. Someone bares his soul to you via his music, and all you can think of is a very badly spelled "u are very hott"? I'm sorry. That just makes me sad and a little bit angry.
And this leads me to wonder: Do people think at all anymore? Seriously. I guess I've been thinking about this for a while, but just today it really hit me. Our very personal lives have become very public. For example, I can log into Facebook and see instantly what everyone from my cousin Rhiana at Queen's to Michelle Campbell at CCSS, from Sarah at DCHS to Tim at Lakehead is doing. I don't know about you, but that seems to be almost invasive. Some things were meant to be private. Comments on YouTube work much the same way. People don't think before they comment on videos, as we can see from the above little rant. Sometimes, what you have to say is very important. Sometimes, you have a deep and profound thought, and you really want to share. That's fine. But something like "u are very hott" is something best said to your best friend and then forgotten. This is why I worry about this generation: because no one values thinking anymore, no one values privacy.
(I guess this is a little redundant that I'm posting this on my blog, rather than writing it in my journal, eh?)
Jennie.Rae
Postscript: I was going to link to the video, but I just can't figure out how to copy and paste right now. Call me computer-illiterate if you will, but it actually won't go. :(
And then I watched a video on YouTube (which shouldn't have even happened, because I should be writing a cover letter). It was a mothers day song, and the guy's mother had cancer. He says, "This may be her last mothers day."
And then, the stupid commentors who have no idea what it feels like, say, and I quote: "I lost my grandpa in '05 because of cancer." And "It'd... it'd be better if you didn't cuss..." and, best of all, "OMG this song was good and u are very hott".
Okay, to Commentor #1: Losing your mother is a whole world different from losing your mother. Losing a grandparent sucks, I know. But they're old, and going to die soon, anyway. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, but it's true. I can't imagine losing my mother. When Geoffrey died, that was enough. But watching my Mommy dying slowly because of cancer, that would be enough to put me over the edge. A better response would have been, perhaps, "I lost my grandpa in '05 to cancer, and I can almost imagine how hard it would be to watch your mother go through that."
Commentor #2: The point of that line ("That fukkin' disease") was not to be family friendly. Cancer in not family friendly. There is nothing safe about cancer. "That fukkin' disease" is the best way I've heard it described yet. Not everything is safe, my dear. Sometimes, cussing is appropriate.
And Commentor #3: I am simply speechless. This is the epitome of why I have lost faith in the human race. Someone bares his soul to you via his music, and all you can think of is a very badly spelled "u are very hott"? I'm sorry. That just makes me sad and a little bit angry.
And this leads me to wonder: Do people think at all anymore? Seriously. I guess I've been thinking about this for a while, but just today it really hit me. Our very personal lives have become very public. For example, I can log into Facebook and see instantly what everyone from my cousin Rhiana at Queen's to Michelle Campbell at CCSS, from Sarah at DCHS to Tim at Lakehead is doing. I don't know about you, but that seems to be almost invasive. Some things were meant to be private. Comments on YouTube work much the same way. People don't think before they comment on videos, as we can see from the above little rant. Sometimes, what you have to say is very important. Sometimes, you have a deep and profound thought, and you really want to share. That's fine. But something like "u are very hott" is something best said to your best friend and then forgotten. This is why I worry about this generation: because no one values thinking anymore, no one values privacy.
(I guess this is a little redundant that I'm posting this on my blog, rather than writing it in my journal, eh?)
Jennie.Rae
Postscript: I was going to link to the video, but I just can't figure out how to copy and paste right now. Call me computer-illiterate if you will, but it actually won't go. :(
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