Othello seems more the story or nations then men and women. Each practices his own brand of diplomacy, and alliance is either honest or not. Friendship seems to play a little role in the developments, furthering the metaphor or men as nations with relationship based of opnions of action and loyalty. Women, though, are not nations but rather provices. They are annexed and serve their masters. But regions can rebel, and Othello begins to distrust Desdemona, turned by foreign propaganda.
World War I started in much the same way, with a small country (Rodrigo) provoking a larger one, leading to a brawl that gravely injures many. There was no Othello/Superpower to overide all others.
Iago is comparible to Bismarck before WWI, trying to turn the world against France. Iago aims to turn all against Othello.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Interpwetation
Macon
1) FACT: Macon is Milkman's father.
2) Macon exibits great irony - by prioritizing money and the freedom he sees in it, he limits himself to a specific course of action, making himself less free.
3) Ancestry creates meaning for individuals in their lives. After Macon's witness of his father's death, he had nothing left of his father but memories and ideas. Macon chose to embody those ideas - specifically ownership (and its "freedom").
4) "You own it all. All of it. You'll be free. Money is freedom, Macon. The only real freedom there is. ... It's not the money. It's you being here, taking care of this" (Morrison 163).
5) Macon's self-contradictions and efforts to own actually assist Milkman's heroic journey - Milkman chooses to leave and seek the gold, instead of taking his father's ideas for his life. Milkman can choose to seek his ancestry beyond his father, and thus his father acts as a path to further in the past than Macon ever looked.
1) FACT: Macon is Milkman's father.
2) Macon exibits great irony - by prioritizing money and the freedom he sees in it, he limits himself to a specific course of action, making himself less free.
3) Ancestry creates meaning for individuals in their lives. After Macon's witness of his father's death, he had nothing left of his father but memories and ideas. Macon chose to embody those ideas - specifically ownership (and its "freedom").
4) "You own it all. All of it. You'll be free. Money is freedom, Macon. The only real freedom there is. ... It's not the money. It's you being here, taking care of this" (Morrison 163).
5) Macon's self-contradictions and efforts to own actually assist Milkman's heroic journey - Milkman chooses to leave and seek the gold, instead of taking his father's ideas for his life. Milkman can choose to seek his ancestry beyond his father, and thus his father acts as a path to further in the past than Macon ever looked.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Amor
What is love?
Love is the force that binds us together.
Some friendships are based on trust and mutual gain, others are for the sake of entertainment. These relationships are tangible - we enter into them for some sort of gain that we understand, such as profit or fun.
Love ain't so simple, sister. We love despite a lack of trust, despite the lack of profit, and despite the lack of any fun whatsoever. Parents don't trust their 5 year old to be responsible, don't raise the kid for later profit (hopefully), and there's very little fun involved in cleaning up after your kid ate a random mushroom and you had to induce vomiting.
And yet we love. Granted, my example was between a parent and child, not two partners, but the same thing cane be seen in marriage. Marriage used to be for material gains, and betrothals still take place in the world. Now though, the media has reported a trend towards "Marrying for love." So what is love?
Love is the irrational force that binds us together.
Love is not physical or rational - its spiritual. No, I'm not talking religion. It's underneath someones eyes, in the expression and tears leaking out when we say goodbye. When a friendship goes deep, it strays into the range of love - and that bond doesn't vanish. I've broken off from certain people in my life, but though we don't share anything but the occasional friendly word, its that love (as between brothers) that stays for us.
Love is the spritual, irrational force that binds us together.
Self love is love as well. We have to love ourselves in order to stay connected to ourselves and to others. Those who don't or feel they can't love themselves cannot enter into true relationships because they aren't being honest. Those who suicide cite that exact lack of connection. With no real reason to stay, they leave. It's love that holds us here.
Love is the connecting, spritual, and irrational force that binds us together.
Love is the force that binds us together.
Some friendships are based on trust and mutual gain, others are for the sake of entertainment. These relationships are tangible - we enter into them for some sort of gain that we understand, such as profit or fun.
Love ain't so simple, sister. We love despite a lack of trust, despite the lack of profit, and despite the lack of any fun whatsoever. Parents don't trust their 5 year old to be responsible, don't raise the kid for later profit (hopefully), and there's very little fun involved in cleaning up after your kid ate a random mushroom and you had to induce vomiting.
And yet we love. Granted, my example was between a parent and child, not two partners, but the same thing cane be seen in marriage. Marriage used to be for material gains, and betrothals still take place in the world. Now though, the media has reported a trend towards "Marrying for love." So what is love?
Love is the irrational force that binds us together.
Love is not physical or rational - its spiritual. No, I'm not talking religion. It's underneath someones eyes, in the expression and tears leaking out when we say goodbye. When a friendship goes deep, it strays into the range of love - and that bond doesn't vanish. I've broken off from certain people in my life, but though we don't share anything but the occasional friendly word, its that love (as between brothers) that stays for us.
Love is the spritual, irrational force that binds us together.
Self love is love as well. We have to love ourselves in order to stay connected to ourselves and to others. Those who don't or feel they can't love themselves cannot enter into true relationships because they aren't being honest. Those who suicide cite that exact lack of connection. With no real reason to stay, they leave. It's love that holds us here.
Love is the connecting, spritual, and irrational force that binds us together.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Two Choices
You have two choices in this blog post.
1) Live into your old age as an average joe, doing nothing of any real notiable merit that would make you famous.
2) Die in your early twenties, but be insanely famous. People would know your name 2,000 years from now.
I choose 2.
Choice 1 has many compelling arguments - wisdom, experience, the joy of children and, well, life in all the inherant generality of the word. But I don't think age gauruntees happiness or wisdom. I don't think extra time carries meaning unless you do something with it. And I want to do something with my time. It not that I want wild fame - but I want to lead something, make something, do something important that changes my world, city, or town. And I think an average joe would do that.
Choice 2 means that I DID something - something hopefully good that can teach others and affect them. I choose two out of faith that what I did was good - I wouldn't want to be remembered as an evil person - but if I did something stupid, that would work because the lesson would be positive. (Don't do what that fool Will Slack did 1,500 years ago.)
Dying at an early age is not a crime, though its often the result of one. I make my choice based on the life I want, not the death I want. Choice 1 limits my life, and Choice two limits its span. And I care more about content then length.
1) Live into your old age as an average joe, doing nothing of any real notiable merit that would make you famous.
2) Die in your early twenties, but be insanely famous. People would know your name 2,000 years from now.
I choose 2.
Choice 1 has many compelling arguments - wisdom, experience, the joy of children and, well, life in all the inherant generality of the word. But I don't think age gauruntees happiness or wisdom. I don't think extra time carries meaning unless you do something with it. And I want to do something with my time. It not that I want wild fame - but I want to lead something, make something, do something important that changes my world, city, or town. And I think an average joe would do that.
Choice 2 means that I DID something - something hopefully good that can teach others and affect them. I choose two out of faith that what I did was good - I wouldn't want to be remembered as an evil person - but if I did something stupid, that would work because the lesson would be positive. (Don't do what that fool Will Slack did 1,500 years ago.)
Dying at an early age is not a crime, though its often the result of one. I make my choice based on the life I want, not the death I want. Choice 1 limits my life, and Choice two limits its span. And I care more about content then length.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
10 Objects in War
In no particular order:
Rope (thin, synthetic):
Rope is a binder - it lashes things together, it raises things up high,
It holds them up above the drop, an article in which we place our faith.
Bend it, Twist it, Curl it, Knot it, and it weakens. Always.
Pennant (on small chain around neck):
Take care of the heart, for from it comes the wellspring of life. (Proverbs)
It is wind - shades of blue upon shades of blue, sweeping across the sky.
Sprig (grass, from my yard):
Breathe in the oxygen received, feel the texture of safe life.
Pebble (from the creek):
Smooth from long survival
Bowl (phoenix scratched in bottom):
Put coins in, worry in, fear in. The Phoenix perseveres.
Sword (miniature, from Toledo):
Straight with hope, steel lettteropener, to begin.
Dictionary (Liliput, blue):
Knowledge, resource, holds the unknown
Hacky Sack (not brand name):
Bounce it, throw it, sack it
Feather (small, light):
Flutters, flies, spins in wind, darts, is unpredictable. Alive on the air's breath.
Family Tree (with my cousins and what they do, catagorized and colored):
Because my past is important, and we are what we were unless we choose otherwise.
Such bonds are not chosen, only shared.
Rope (thin, synthetic):
Rope is a binder - it lashes things together, it raises things up high,
It holds them up above the drop, an article in which we place our faith.
Bend it, Twist it, Curl it, Knot it, and it weakens. Always.
Pennant (on small chain around neck):
Take care of the heart, for from it comes the wellspring of life. (Proverbs)
It is wind - shades of blue upon shades of blue, sweeping across the sky.
Sprig (grass, from my yard):
Breathe in the oxygen received, feel the texture of safe life.
Pebble (from the creek):
Smooth from long survival
Bowl (phoenix scratched in bottom):
Put coins in, worry in, fear in. The Phoenix perseveres.
Sword (miniature, from Toledo):
Straight with hope, steel lettteropener, to begin.
Dictionary (Liliput, blue):
Knowledge, resource, holds the unknown
Hacky Sack (not brand name):
Bounce it, throw it, sack it
Feather (small, light):
Flutters, flies, spins in wind, darts, is unpredictable. Alive on the air's breath.
Family Tree (with my cousins and what they do, catagorized and colored):
Because my past is important, and we are what we were unless we choose otherwise.
Such bonds are not chosen, only shared.
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