Friday, September 30, 2005

Happy Thoughts



(look at me, all happy)


Things I'm happy about:

- Friday Night- Homecomnig Parade/Football game tomorrow

- Roommate made puppychow

- The mere existence of puppychow

- The leaves are falling and very pretty

- A boyfriend who is willing to TIVO my worst vice, "America's Next Top Model"

- cute guys doing road construction

- a newly organized closet that is also color-coded (I really didn't want to do homework last night)

- Two tests coming up (it's not the night before yet... I can still study, I am in that optimistic mind-set where the horror of an impending exam has yet to set in)

- my Rob Thomas cd that's blaring.

- The part of fall where my allergies are lessening and mosquitos are dying

- Being related to so many funny, strong women and knowing so many other ones as friends

- Living in America, not in a third world country under a burka

- Halloween is coming up-- an excuse to dress up as something ridiculous/potentially slutty

- I did the math and I will graduate in four years *(knock on wood)

- You just read my blog!

Thanks for visiting! I apologize if the recent surge of only serious posts has been a downer. I promise to branch out. Please leave a comment for me so I know you stopped by!:-)

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Another Serious Post

Going to UND right now is exhausting. Homecoming week, midterms approaching and of course, in the middle of an ugly brawl with the NCAA. Is the Sioux logo hostile and abusive? IS IT? IS IT? WHAT DO YOU THINK!!! --- That was me doing my best interpretation of the "hostile and abusive" atmosphere at UND.

The Dakota Student is full of letters to the editor and columns dealing with this subject. Some well-written, but most are not. Both sides are engaged in a pretty down and dirty fight. Now, I understand what happens when you have a passionate belief in something that someone else is trying to tear down. Your first response is the snide comment or character attack. I've been known to hit below the belt when it comes to George W. And I like to point out that although Rush Limbaugh says that feminism was designed to, "allow unattractive women easier access to the mainstream of society"-- I believe radio was designed so that evil, fat men could have somewhere to rant.

I'm just saying, as far as the Sioux logo debates goes, I am way, way, too exhausted to keep up with things.

Do I oppose it?That's tough. I like being a Sioux, it's a unique and fun name and in my mind it’s a nod to the part of the country I live in.

Do I have a problem with it changing?No. By all means change it- if it is offending people and causing them pain I have no problem adopting a different team name.

I'm not ashamed to say I'm "politically correct." What is wrong about striving for correctness when dealing with a minority group that has been historically marginalized and persecuted? Can we listen to people when they say, "Stop. These actions are hurting me and my people. I feel demeaned."? That is simply an issue of human compassion.

Now the NCAA has turned down our appeal. UND is of course, not going gentle into the night. We are re-appealing and may eventually end up in court. Over a team nickname. *sigh*

In an English class our professor had us debate this point: "Is the opposition to the Sioux logo and issue of political correctness?" I debated for the negative side and a Native American woman debated in agreement!! Talk about interesting. She and I eventually found that we agreed more than we differed.

Her point was, her people have more to worry about than a logo. On her reservation the likelihood of a child dying is 3 times higher than it would be anywhere else. The rates of drug and alcohol abuse are very high, as are suicide rates. There are no jobs and no homes. Not only that, she has been treated badly on more than one occasion by UND students taunting her for either being Native, or making some sort of reference to "you must have had a full ride because you're an Indian." She fears backlash from a name change could hurt UND's Native population even worse.

DISCOURAGING

I am so naive. I think there's a solution. A way to make it right on both ends. But I realized, there never will be. A Studio One reporter went out on a shoot and interviewed one man on the issue. He said, "I know how we can solve the controversy. Shoot all the god damn Indians. Then who would care?"It is this mindless hatred and ignorance that stops my fightin' liberal heart dead in its tracks. It's hearing things like Rush Limbaugh say that "women who protest sexual harassment are just upset because it never happens to them." Or people like former Education Secretary William Bennett for his remarks on his radio show, Morning in America, when he said....

"But I do know that it's true that if you wanted to reduce crime, you could, if that were your sole purpose, you could abort every black baby in this country, and your crime rate would go down."

How can I hear these things and justify bighting my tongue so as not to appear too liberal or loudmouth? I can't. It's my moral obligation. I applaud mothers like Cindy Sheehan, fighting to end the war, even if it means being arrested and having her name dragged through the mud. She's exercising an American right.

I cannot be quiet. I hope that doesn't mean you write me off. I really am quite fun and can be persuaded to lighten up now and then. It's possible I'm still enamored with the power of this blog and using it as my outlet. But it's the least I can do if I can't make it to Washington D.C. to stand against the war, or if I can't go on radio against people like Limbaugh and Bennet. Maybe I'm not protesting the Sioux logo, but it's only because I haven't found the right way to show support. My dream is to end an issue that is bringing so much pain to a campus and a community. Either way, if people know nothing else... know that I care.

"We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people." MARTIN LUTHER KING JR., 1963

Thursday, September 22, 2005

I'm Moving to Australia

This past Tuesday I got up at 8:00 am, attended classes as normal and at 1:30 pm, I promptly got into my car and blasted off to Bismarck. I often dream of driving away from college, getting on the interstate and not looking back, so that was all rather liberating.

Heading back to Bismarck after a month away was great. I've really missed the ladies from the office. But we weren't only gathering to catch up, we gathered to worship at the feet of Keith Urban. Well, technically we weren't at the feet, we were up quite a few rows and to the left, but the way we screamed-- he must have known us. Turns out he's hotter in person... If that's even possible.

I'm talking, guitar-playing, long hair, cute body, Aussie-accent hot. Oh yeah, his music was good too. Perhaps my next vacation should be to Australia. I've always wanted to see that part of the world, the Sydney opera house, the Great Barrier Reef... Keith Urban's butt... WHAT? Who said that??

The trip was a success and although I wasn't hung over, I might as well have been. Driving east on the North Dakota prairie at 6 am is a headache waiting to happen.

OH—PS: If your city is reporting a mysterious shortage of orange road pylons, it's okay. Every orange cone in the world has been confiscated and taken to I-94 between Valley City and Fargo. Every damn cone in the universe is currently there actually... dividing the interstate in half, making everyone drive 40 mph. Perhaps North Dakota is going for an orange theme. Not sure.

Whatever it is, I don't like it. Unless it was Keith Urban's idea, in which case it's brilliant. :)

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Media Overload

In one day I saw something in the media that disgusted me and some stuff that looked quite promising.

On the one hand, I was unfortunate enough to catch the MTV program "Sweet Sixteen." I couldn't stop watching. It was like a train wreck. A big, whiny, selfish, spoiled, disgusting, 16-year-old, female train wreck. Actually, re-reading that sentence is a pretty accurate description of the show. In a nutshell, the young woman featured had a party that will cost more than my first home. She managed to personify sluttiness and naiveté to a pathetic degree. I guess you can’t blame the girl for being conceited—she did get a brand new BMW the same day she failed her permit test. Yuck. Anyway…

I had the pleasure of seeing a good movie in the theater tonight. Accompanied by my dear friend Ainsley and her lovely sister, Dana, we took in the new Reese Witherspoon flick “Just like Heaven.” It was definitely worth the excruciating price they’re charging for tickets now. Ever the refined group in public, I managed to kick my water bottle over (listening to it roll down the entire theater… always nice) and another one of us (I won’t say who) did manage to snort a few times--- laughter’s good for you right? Anyway, it’s a good flick and a nice escape from the formula romantic comedy that I was growing so tired of.

I was really excited by the previews as well, and this rarely happens. Usually I see previews and I think, “LAME.” On my list of must-sees is “Elizabethtown,” “Dreamer,” “Walk the Line” and “North Country.” I don’t know why I feel this is blog-worthy but if you’ve caught these previews and are as excited as I am, maybe we can catch the flick together--- that is providing you are someone I already know (my apologies to the random visitor, but it would just be awkward… I mean, I don’t know you).

This movie discussion has really put me in the mood for some popcorn. I think I’ll go make some and then maybe start that whole homework thing. Blast--- what a downer that thought is. Wish me luck.