I talked to a girl today who is from America, (up-state NY to be precise) and she is a staunch anti-Americana. She bases her hatred of America on the fact that she had a hard time getting into collage because she divorced her mother and her father so received no financial help from them. The federal government does not care about this because she is not an emancipated minor (she says that NY is the only state where there is no such thing) so she could not get financial aid because her mother has a half million dollar trust fund which she cannot get into till she is 55.

I can understand angst and even being pissed off at the government over this. When I said something about trying to talk to the education department about a workaround for this she said that there was not one. I asked how she was sure, she said her grandfather worked for the justice department as a judge and that he had looked into it for her. (so if he is a FEDERAL JUDGE maybe she should ask him for financial help?????)

Anyway the hypocrisy came as my friend Oliver, who is Croatian living in England on a refugees visa he got during the civil war (during which time he spent 3 whole months in a make shift bomb shelter with his family and did not see the sky for the whole time!), asked her about life in America and why she wanted to leave it so badly. She said it was because in western Europe the people had more freedoms than in the USA. (?) And she said that the government of the US was just bad, that the US was no longer “the land of the free.” She said that the US had failed to live up to it’s ideal (OK, get ready here it comes…) As an example of this she cited the restrictions and virtual ban on Jewish immigration in the years leading up to the second world war.

OK, so I said that this was not a strictly US problem, that many nations had harsh restrictions on Jews before WWII, much of the world was anti-Semitic. Then remembering something she had said earlier in another conversation I asked her what kind of car she drove before she came to England. A Ford Torus she said. So I asked her why she drove a Torus. Looking at me with a questioning expression she said because she liked Fords so she got it over the other used cars in her price range at the time. (My turn, my turn!) OK I said, so you have finished the classes for a minor in history focusing on WWII, right? (she mentioned this earlier too To which she said yes. So I said; OK, you have used something America did before WWII as a justification for hating it. But you drive a Torus, a car built by a company founded by the only American mentioned by name in Mien Kompfe. Mentioned because of a paper he wrote about the threat to the world that the “international Jew” posed. A man who funneled more lobbying money into anti-Semitic legislation than anyone else. How can you justify that?

She did not even try, she soon left.

I hate people who pretend to have a moral or ethical problem with something but cannot seam to practice what they spout off about. If she is going to hold a grudge against America for it’s anti-Semitics but drive a car produced by the guy who lobbied for those laws is that not hypocritical?

It’s not easy to stand up and practice your ethics/morals, I don’t know anyone who can do it 100% of the time, most of us can manage to try thought. I have a moral issue with China, so I go out of my way to try to avoid products produces in China, which is not always passable. For example, my laptop on which I am typing this contains many parts made in China, but it contains less than several other laptops I looked at. It is depressing to see how many people find one thing wrong with something and complain about it, but don’t try to do anything about it; instead of going to college, getting a degree and trying to change the system (either the financial aid, or the problems with America) this girl had decided to do a degree in engineering because that field paid well and she hoped to get a job in some other country. She decided to escape rather than fact the problems and try to fix them.


foul fowl.

there is a dead pigeon in the planter just outside the door of the building I live in… it’s been there for three days…

quotes ranting

pale blue dot…

For the second time in my life I tuned into the news and saw bright flashes against a inky night. Flashes which represent the beginning of war. At this point I don’t know how I feel about the “war on terrorism” I don’t like the idea of a prolonged war… but I agree that terrorism should be abolished, it’s practitioners hunted down and dealt with. I feel lost, I want to support my country but I do not want to go to war… In the end I stand behind America, and I will do what I have to, even go to war.

In light of this days events I have a quote, I sent it to most of the people who read this page, but just in case someone else happens along…

(From Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space by Carl Sagan, Random House, 1994)

Pale Blue Dot

Earth (the dot in the middle) as seen from 3.7 billion miles away by the Voyager 1 spacecraft, on 6/6/1990.

“… Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors, so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.

Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”


cool website…

Here is a website sent to me by Mena that is a news company translating an Afghan newspaper so that we can see what the people in Afghan get to read, at least the ones still there!


In other news: I went to get on the lift today and when the door opened there was a man sitting in a shopping card! Lift’s here are rather small and he took up the whole thing! Now the strangest thing about this story is that the shopping cart was from safeway, and the closest safeway to here is like two miles… explain that!


sex in the city…. that fuckin show!

I was sitting in a pub tonight, drinking a Bass and just kind of looking around when I happened to overhear a conversation that made me want to just die!

(Now remember, read it with a really bad London accent, a la Eliza in My Fair Lady)

“I hate that bitch!”


“Sarah Jessica? Whatever her name is!”

“Sarah Jessica Parker?”

“Yes! I hate that bitch!”


“Because of that fucking show; Sex in the City! Because that fuckin? show caused my wife to argue with me! I hate that fuckin’ show!”

“Sex in the City? It?s a good show.”

“I hate the fuckin’ thing because one night my wife asks; ‘Why can’t our relationship be like the one on that show?? And I says ‘Cause it?s a show, it’s a fuckin’ show on the telly!”

I guess you had to be there but the sound of that guy yelling to the people he was with saying fucking so much, and it sounded like ‘Foocken’ with the slurred ‘u’ and the hard ‘k’ kind of like German. It was hilarious!