Coming Home
What is happening everybody? I'd also like to say hello to the APTS staff who are probably checking this out as well.
Here come my last few days in D.C. I thought I should post a blog because it has been quite a while since I have and my computer will be in a box by the time I'm asleep tonight. Mom, Dad, and Rachel will be here on Thursday and we're staying until Tuesday. Mom has never been here and Rachel has only once. They'll have a good time.
My time here has been great, but there have been some oddities and confusion. I can't say that my housing situation brought the best of times, but that's the way it is. I'm looking forward to not seeing a six inch tall bust of Ronald Reagan each time I walk into my room (damn it I hate that thing.) Also, I learned that the ability and allowance of flexibility in ideas is a good thing. In arguments with this roommate, which was like arguing with Scott McClellan (do not believe any 24 hour "news" channel) or the Fox Propoganda Channel, I found that I was able to prove his points to be faulty. Upon his realization that his "facts" are off the mark, he'd usually say, "Well, I guess we just see things differently." Right. Beyond placement on the political spectrum, I tended to find his inconsiderate nature to make life difficult at times. All I'm saying is that I think Alex and I will have a good time next year.
Also, I was able to rock out with some great concerts. The high points came with the Yeah Yeah Yeahs at the 9:30 Club and Art Brut at the Black Cat. Almost too much rock. They were both...rock. And then there was some sightseeing and whatnot, especially in the National Galleries of Art. Good stuff.
I think that I learned, more than anything, that there needs to be a divergent mind every now an then. Not that I was not of the impression that revolution was bad before I came, but there really shouldn't be comfort in the minds of elected and appointed officials. Not that they should always be looking out for the terrorists Dick "Buckshot" Cheney say are living in our backyards, but they should work to always better themselves, but also constantly improve life for their constituents, THE REASON THEY ARE IN THE OFFICES TO BEGIN WITH. Call me a cynic, that's cool. I guess I'm just an idealist that feels that the practicing of politics is slipping. By politics, I mean public action. By public, I mean common, shared, and for all to see and by action, I mean spontaneous words and deeds. By offices, I mean rooms with desks as well as jobs with responsibilities. By with, I mean with. Yes. So, what I'm getting at, is that it's ok to question, especially when we hear the doublespeak of "the absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence," "known knowns," and "known unknowns". Don't be afraid to question or to speak what the mind rises, even when the terror alert level reaches plum.
Anyway, these past months have been more beneficial than months in classes, though without classes I would have been a lost, idealistic hippie, rather than a bit more politically savvy, idealist hippie. Let me know if you have any thoughts on what you have just read, if you're still reading.
Have a great day and hopefully I'll see you all soon.
Here come my last few days in D.C. I thought I should post a blog because it has been quite a while since I have and my computer will be in a box by the time I'm asleep tonight. Mom, Dad, and Rachel will be here on Thursday and we're staying until Tuesday. Mom has never been here and Rachel has only once. They'll have a good time.
My time here has been great, but there have been some oddities and confusion. I can't say that my housing situation brought the best of times, but that's the way it is. I'm looking forward to not seeing a six inch tall bust of Ronald Reagan each time I walk into my room (damn it I hate that thing.) Also, I learned that the ability and allowance of flexibility in ideas is a good thing. In arguments with this roommate, which was like arguing with Scott McClellan (do not believe any 24 hour "news" channel) or the Fox Propoganda Channel, I found that I was able to prove his points to be faulty. Upon his realization that his "facts" are off the mark, he'd usually say, "Well, I guess we just see things differently." Right. Beyond placement on the political spectrum, I tended to find his inconsiderate nature to make life difficult at times. All I'm saying is that I think Alex and I will have a good time next year.
Also, I was able to rock out with some great concerts. The high points came with the Yeah Yeah Yeahs at the 9:30 Club and Art Brut at the Black Cat. Almost too much rock. They were both...rock. And then there was some sightseeing and whatnot, especially in the National Galleries of Art. Good stuff.
I think that I learned, more than anything, that there needs to be a divergent mind every now an then. Not that I was not of the impression that revolution was bad before I came, but there really shouldn't be comfort in the minds of elected and appointed officials. Not that they should always be looking out for the terrorists Dick "Buckshot" Cheney say are living in our backyards, but they should work to always better themselves, but also constantly improve life for their constituents, THE REASON THEY ARE IN THE OFFICES TO BEGIN WITH. Call me a cynic, that's cool. I guess I'm just an idealist that feels that the practicing of politics is slipping. By politics, I mean public action. By public, I mean common, shared, and for all to see and by action, I mean spontaneous words and deeds. By offices, I mean rooms with desks as well as jobs with responsibilities. By with, I mean with. Yes. So, what I'm getting at, is that it's ok to question, especially when we hear the doublespeak of "the absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence," "known knowns," and "known unknowns". Don't be afraid to question or to speak what the mind rises, even when the terror alert level reaches plum.
Anyway, these past months have been more beneficial than months in classes, though without classes I would have been a lost, idealistic hippie, rather than a bit more politically savvy, idealist hippie. Let me know if you have any thoughts on what you have just read, if you're still reading.
Have a great day and hopefully I'll see you all soon.
posted by andy at 6:25 PM
2 Comments:
your talk of odd colors for terror alerts reminds me of Phil Ken Sebben on Harvey Birdman: Attorney At Law.
"I'm gonna raise the warning system from 'Blackwatch Plaid' to the cover of Rush's seminal album 'Moving Pictures.' "
Interesting site. Useful information. Bookmarked.
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