Hey guys, long time, no blog.
So today i spent almost the entire day at the Hershey Kiss centre, for a synchro competition.
and i know that 99.999999% of you will not understand this but, i decided to blog about it, because the world has flipped. Well not the World, but my world.
Something that we can usually count on is rules, and that are set in place for a reason. They are there to protect us, possible from ourselves, but they are put there for a good reason.
Today, the rules were broken and no judge seems to give a F***. In synchro the highest and most prestigious level of skating is called Senior. They do the hardest moves, are most technically advanced skating and have the best skating skills. If you can win anything in senior, you basically won an Oscar or the Stanley cup. Its that hard.
Today, teams in every category of skating, were trying to be a Senior team. The rules that arevset out for our own protection (because we aren't senior teams) state that we should not be doing these moves, we just don't have that level of skill, and that we would probable hurt ourselves. But the judges didn't seem to care, in fact they mark you up if you broke the rules. You break the rules, and are going to get rewarded for doing it.
As with anything in life, we respond to a name more than the person behind it. I don't care about Robert Pattinson or Nick Jonas, I care about NEXXICE, Gold Ice, and Les Supreme. They are true rock stars to me, because the have earned their prestige through hard work. These are World Champions and the most important synchro clubs in Canada. But with that comes a ton of BS. Names are one thing, but i also care about what you do today, what yhou do today makes more of a difference than your scores 10 years ago. Three years ago, Gold Ice was the best synchro team in Canada, now they are ranked 4th. The only thing that has kept them close to the top is their name. A name, not their skill or their talent, but their name. The name has been their shield for fare to long and today it came down and the judges got to see what i have seen for the last year. That they are no longer the power house they once were, and should be marked based on skating skill.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE THIS SPORT! I have dedicated almost a decade of my life to skating synchro, and love it more than anything else in the world and if i don't stop talking now then I'm going to keep talking for the rest of the day.
have a good weekend and good luck on the podpasts.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Jazz.
Jazz.
It's such a cool word type wise, and sounds awesome too.
Recently, I found myself falling in love with Jazz, the smooth saxes, the subtle drums, the echo of the high hats, and the gentle melodies of the piano keys.
When I was younger, I always had hated jazz, i found it dull and boring, it seemed so pointless. I thought, 'what good is a song if isn't exciting! More guitar! More Bass! More cowbell!' However, I've come to respect Jazz and it's laid back sound. If Jazz was a person, they'd be that friend thats always fashionably late, and seem quite apathetic to the little things around them, but are aware, and caring. Ohhhhhhhhh Jazz. To be honest, I think I have a bit of a crush on Jazz, it's just so calming, and powerful yet so low key. Theres this comforting element in listening to Jazz that is matched by none. You need to be patient to enjoy Jazz, and paitence is a virtue, I guess that would make Jazz virtuous! I love the really warm and relaxed Jazz, typically the slower Jazz, but I don't mind the funkier Jazz.
What do you guys think about Jazz? Do you have the patience for this genre? Or is just too dull for you? I kinda feel more sophiscated while listneing to Jazz, as if I belong in some upscale club, sipping on scotch and eating 20 dollar bite size chocolates. What are your thoughts?
It's such a cool word type wise, and sounds awesome too.
Recently, I found myself falling in love with Jazz, the smooth saxes, the subtle drums, the echo of the high hats, and the gentle melodies of the piano keys.
When I was younger, I always had hated jazz, i found it dull and boring, it seemed so pointless. I thought, 'what good is a song if isn't exciting! More guitar! More Bass! More cowbell!' However, I've come to respect Jazz and it's laid back sound. If Jazz was a person, they'd be that friend thats always fashionably late, and seem quite apathetic to the little things around them, but are aware, and caring. Ohhhhhhhhh Jazz. To be honest, I think I have a bit of a crush on Jazz, it's just so calming, and powerful yet so low key. Theres this comforting element in listening to Jazz that is matched by none. You need to be patient to enjoy Jazz, and paitence is a virtue, I guess that would make Jazz virtuous! I love the really warm and relaxed Jazz, typically the slower Jazz, but I don't mind the funkier Jazz.
What do you guys think about Jazz? Do you have the patience for this genre? Or is just too dull for you? I kinda feel more sophiscated while listneing to Jazz, as if I belong in some upscale club, sipping on scotch and eating 20 dollar bite size chocolates. What are your thoughts?
Friday, January 8, 2010
MATHPOWER 9
This is my free write #11, the found poetry.
All the lines were pulled frm a Math textbook
Care has been taken
An important part of learning
Solve the real-world problem
Use what you have learned
Powerful when it is applied
An understanding of what you have
A short way to write
Think of positives
We can extend
The following rule
To raise a power
The beginning of an experiment
Two territories combined
The most endangered of all
Constantly watching
The threat to their safety
Games won
Games lost
All the lines were pulled frm a Math textbook
Care has been taken
An important part of learning
Solve the real-world problem
Use what you have learned
Powerful when it is applied
An understanding of what you have
A short way to write
Think of positives
We can extend
The following rule
To raise a power
The beginning of an experiment
Two territories combined
The most endangered of all
Constantly watching
The threat to their safety
Games won
Games lost
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Felix Felicis
Today I am happy.
The world seems brighter,
And the skies seem clearer.
I feel much lighter,
And my goals seem nearer.
Things are going my way,
And others are more polite.
It feels like a good day,
And my decisions feel right.
My problems are gone now,
And I feel care free:
No fear in my heart, or sweat on my brow.
And every thing is fine by me.
I won't make a mistake,
As a path is laid before me.
I finally feel awake,
Like I can finally see.
I will hold on to this feeling,
(Because I know it won't last)
My mind will start reeling;
Happiness a thing of the past.
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Okay, so I know this poem is quite random. It kinda bothers me... its almost too happy. But I was in a good mood when I wrote it, and felt like writing something cheerful. Then I started talking to my sister about Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and I thought of the potion (Felix Felicis) Harry drank that gave him good luck. This poem is - in a sense- about how you would feel if you drank that potion, and everything seems clear.
So what are your thoughts? Suggestions? Do you think the ending takes away from the optimistic and positive outlook that is present in the rest of the poem? Do you think the fact that I broke the pattern/repetition in the last two stanzas takes away from the poem? I also feel that the line "No fear in my heart, or sweat on my brow," takes away from the flow of the poem, but I can't think of a way to fix it - suggestions? Any criticisms would be appreciated.
The world seems brighter,
And the skies seem clearer.
I feel much lighter,
And my goals seem nearer.
Things are going my way,
And others are more polite.
It feels like a good day,
And my decisions feel right.
My problems are gone now,
And I feel care free:
No fear in my heart, or sweat on my brow.
And every thing is fine by me.
I won't make a mistake,
As a path is laid before me.
I finally feel awake,
Like I can finally see.
I will hold on to this feeling,
(Because I know it won't last)
My mind will start reeling;
Happiness a thing of the past.
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Okay, so I know this poem is quite random. It kinda bothers me... its almost too happy. But I was in a good mood when I wrote it, and felt like writing something cheerful. Then I started talking to my sister about Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and I thought of the potion (Felix Felicis) Harry drank that gave him good luck. This poem is - in a sense- about how you would feel if you drank that potion, and everything seems clear.
So what are your thoughts? Suggestions? Do you think the ending takes away from the optimistic and positive outlook that is present in the rest of the poem? Do you think the fact that I broke the pattern/repetition in the last two stanzas takes away from the poem? I also feel that the line "No fear in my heart, or sweat on my brow," takes away from the flow of the poem, but I can't think of a way to fix it - suggestions? Any criticisms would be appreciated.
:D
Resolution
The New Year has already begun. We've been back at school for nearly a week already, and it feels like the break never existed. I sunk back into my routine with comfortable ease. And it seems as though the New Year has started just like any other. But this year will definitely be like no year we've ever experienced before...
Every year before the stroke of midnight on New Year's Eve, everyone gladly announces their New Year's Resolution. And you always hear the same things:
I'm going to lose weight this year...
I'm going to eat healthier this year...
I'm going to quit smoking...
I'm going to exercise more...
To bring my grades up... to watch less TV...to spend more time with family... BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Resolutions are definitely lacking originality. Personally, I did not have a resolution ready for the stroke of midnight. But as I look ahead at the year before us, I have developed my own resolution...
This year is going to be a new beginning for all of us. We're going to face good times, stressful times and exciting times. After all, this year we have to apply to University, worry about acceptances, Prom, Grad, and of course going where ever you choose to go next year. A new beginning awaits us.
I am looking forward to this year, and all that we're going to face. We're all in this together, and I'm grateful for that. But because we're looking into so many new things, I decided to center my goal of the new year around the unknowns we face this year.
My New Year's Resolution is to embrace uncertainty.
What's yours?
Every year before the stroke of midnight on New Year's Eve, everyone gladly announces their New Year's Resolution. And you always hear the same things:
I'm going to lose weight this year...
I'm going to eat healthier this year...
I'm going to quit smoking...
I'm going to exercise more...
To bring my grades up... to watch less TV...to spend more time with family... BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Resolutions are definitely lacking originality. Personally, I did not have a resolution ready for the stroke of midnight. But as I look ahead at the year before us, I have developed my own resolution...
This year is going to be a new beginning for all of us. We're going to face good times, stressful times and exciting times. After all, this year we have to apply to University, worry about acceptances, Prom, Grad, and of course going where ever you choose to go next year. A new beginning awaits us.
I am looking forward to this year, and all that we're going to face. We're all in this together, and I'm grateful for that. But because we're looking into so many new things, I decided to center my goal of the new year around the unknowns we face this year.
My New Year's Resolution is to embrace uncertainty.
What's yours?
Title?
The name’s Bond. James Bond. The music to the James Bond movies plays in my head. But no, not for Sean Connery, not for Timothy Dalton, George Lazenby, Pierce Brosnan, Roger Moore or Daniel Craig, it was for Mrs. Abbott. She exited room 213 and the primary children shook in their shoes. Actually, I wouldn’t even say exited, that sounds too graceful, too proper. Mrs. Abbott did nothing gracefully, nothing you would consider normal. This woman was huge. Okay my apologies for the contradictions, but woman may not be the most correct word. I wouldn’t even refer to her as Mrs. If I didn’t have to. This thing was massive. I’m talking 5 foot 9 and at least 275. She wore the most hideous black skirts covering from mid stomach to breast height-can’t really tell what is stomach and what is breast, to her toes. It is big enough that it doesn’t cling to anything, which means it is enormous, and her massive man feet spread bull-legged out the bottom. She walks like she has hip replacements and back surgery every morning before she gets up. Her top half is normally covered in one 2XL turtle neck of either maroon, forest green, navy blue or black wool. The turtle neck was frumpy and thick and absolutely hideous. And it made you question what she was hiding under all of that. Oh and then you can not bear to understand that pain and fear caused to all of those which she makes eye contact with. MY GOD she’s atrocious. A monster, to say the least. She has dark, almost blackened teeth from her 4 coffee daily routines. And I only see her seven out of the 24 hours in a day so who knows how many more she gobbles up. Her frozen snarl that never leaves her flattened face. Her nose that droops down over her top lip and looks like it was smashed in by a frying pan. And her eyes, the greenest eyes I have ever seen. And no I am not talking gorgeous hazels or intriguing aqua’s. Forest green. Dark green. For the first two years I met Mrs. Abbott, I thought they were black, but if you look very closely they are a frightening dark green.
This is me free Write for the Bond song inspired one, #15 I believe.
I would appreciate some direction as to where I should take this as
I might continue it and edit it for my magnum opus.
Also I would like suggestions for a title!
Thanks
This is me free Write for the Bond song inspired one, #15 I believe.
I would appreciate some direction as to where I should take this as
I might continue it and edit it for my magnum opus.
Also I would like suggestions for a title!
Thanks
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Paybacks a B****
I don't feel bad,
do you?
I'm not sad,
are you?
I'm kinda glad,
your not.
I'm not mad,
you are.
You're a cad,
I'm not
We were rad,
together.
We were a leaf. Beautiful, full of energy, and life, but the leave is shriveled, and now it has to fall to the ground and die. Its nature.
Only we weren't a leaf, and we didn't have to die.YOU KILLED US and that is why...
Justice is a cruel mistress.
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OK, i saw a friend of mine this weekend, that i hadn't seen in a long time, we had a huge falling out, and now we barely speak to one another. So i wrote this poem writing from that point of view, what its like to see one of your oldest friend that you aren't friends with anymore.
I wrote this piece as a gloat, and i specifically used the cheesey rhyming scheme, to show the childishness of this situation. Then, the character just gets so frustrated and angry at their friend that they just start to scream all the reasons why they are so distant now. The whole point of this is to show the line justice is a cruel mistress, that you did betrayed me and now you are going to pay.
I'm not proud of this piece. I'm glad that i wrote about this topic, but not proud of the fact that the character is basking in the failure of their friend. Payback might be a b****, but i don't want to like that and i don't want my characters too either.
do you?
I'm not sad,
are you?
I'm kinda glad,
your not.
I'm not mad,
you are.
You're a cad,
I'm not
We were rad,
together.
We were a leaf. Beautiful, full of energy, and life, but the leave is shriveled, and now it has to fall to the ground and die. Its nature.
Only we weren't a leaf, and we didn't have to die.YOU KILLED US and that is why...
Justice is a cruel mistress.
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OK, i saw a friend of mine this weekend, that i hadn't seen in a long time, we had a huge falling out, and now we barely speak to one another. So i wrote this poem writing from that point of view, what its like to see one of your oldest friend that you aren't friends with anymore.
I wrote this piece as a gloat, and i specifically used the cheesey rhyming scheme, to show the childishness of this situation. Then, the character just gets so frustrated and angry at their friend that they just start to scream all the reasons why they are so distant now. The whole point of this is to show the line justice is a cruel mistress, that you did betrayed me and now you are going to pay.
I'm not proud of this piece. I'm glad that i wrote about this topic, but not proud of the fact that the character is basking in the failure of their friend. Payback might be a b****, but i don't want to like that and i don't want my characters too either.
Are we just going to wait it out?
The year of 2009 gave us many exciting breakthrough debuts (such as Florence and the Machine), as well as some great work from already established artists (such as Tegan and Sara and The Yeah Yeah Yeahs).
Now that we're in the new year of 2010, I figured I would look back towards the released in 2009 and rank my top 5 albums of 2009.
#5. 'Hands' - Little Boots
Little boots debut 'Hands' is a delicious album full of groovy, indie-pop dance songs. While I feel like there are a few weak songs on the album both lyrically and soundwise, the catchy and fun moments make up for them. The instruments and techniques she uses to create her unique sound are also very interesting, and provide her music with a very rich texture. I imagine that this CD would be particularly enjoyed by Bohemian folks living on the moon. (and thats not a bad thing by any means)
#4. 'Lungs' - Florence and the Machine
Florence has truly created a unique and beautiful sound, recording layers upon layers of beautiful harps, acoustic guitar, hand claps and undeterminable thumps and claps. All together this album creates for a beautiful, atmospheric and dreamy sound which is in sharp contrast to Florence's voice. The songwriting is also definitely of note, being full of symbolism and beautiful imagery. The only downside to this album is that over long periods of time I feel like it seems like Florence is just yelling at you. The vocal dynamics could've been gentler in parts, while the power behind her voice IS still effective
#3 'The Promise' - Bif Naked
Bif Naked refuses to let anything stop her, which this album is a solid demonstration of. Bif, having cancer and spending much of her time in the hospital took on this endeavour in between chemotherapy sessions and lots of resting. She proved to all of her fans she could still rock just as hard, even if bald, and gave inspiration to many that they could be strong even when feeling weak. Bif took a darker direction in this album than she has before, drifting from pop-rock into a harder rock and documenting some of her struggles with cancer.
#2 'The Listening' - Lights
After her catchy EP, Lights finally released her full length album in 2009! It did not disappoint with its catchy, galactical, uber pop sound. This dancy, dreamy album had a lot of nice material on it, the only downside being that some of it started to sound the same since she consistenly uses the same style in all of her songs. Still, overall definitely a notable album from 2009.
#1 'Ellipse' - Imogen Heap
My favourite album of the year strayed a bit from Imogens last release 'Speak For Yourself' pop sound, and into a more art-pop sound. The gentle, soothing and creative arrangements are captivating, and while it's not in your face and catchy, it's subtlety is the beautiful thing about it. I believe Imogen has captured the true essence of her talent in this album, and that is why I believe it was the number 1 release of 2009.
Now that we're in the new year of 2010, I figured I would look back towards the released in 2009 and rank my top 5 albums of 2009.
#5. 'Hands' - Little Boots
Little boots debut 'Hands' is a delicious album full of groovy, indie-pop dance songs. While I feel like there are a few weak songs on the album both lyrically and soundwise, the catchy and fun moments make up for them. The instruments and techniques she uses to create her unique sound are also very interesting, and provide her music with a very rich texture. I imagine that this CD would be particularly enjoyed by Bohemian folks living on the moon. (and thats not a bad thing by any means)
#4. 'Lungs' - Florence and the Machine
Florence has truly created a unique and beautiful sound, recording layers upon layers of beautiful harps, acoustic guitar, hand claps and undeterminable thumps and claps. All together this album creates for a beautiful, atmospheric and dreamy sound which is in sharp contrast to Florence's voice. The songwriting is also definitely of note, being full of symbolism and beautiful imagery. The only downside to this album is that over long periods of time I feel like it seems like Florence is just yelling at you. The vocal dynamics could've been gentler in parts, while the power behind her voice IS still effective
#3 'The Promise' - Bif Naked
Bif Naked refuses to let anything stop her, which this album is a solid demonstration of. Bif, having cancer and spending much of her time in the hospital took on this endeavour in between chemotherapy sessions and lots of resting. She proved to all of her fans she could still rock just as hard, even if bald, and gave inspiration to many that they could be strong even when feeling weak. Bif took a darker direction in this album than she has before, drifting from pop-rock into a harder rock and documenting some of her struggles with cancer.
#2 'The Listening' - Lights
After her catchy EP, Lights finally released her full length album in 2009! It did not disappoint with its catchy, galactical, uber pop sound. This dancy, dreamy album had a lot of nice material on it, the only downside being that some of it started to sound the same since she consistenly uses the same style in all of her songs. Still, overall definitely a notable album from 2009.
#1 'Ellipse' - Imogen Heap
My favourite album of the year strayed a bit from Imogens last release 'Speak For Yourself' pop sound, and into a more art-pop sound. The gentle, soothing and creative arrangements are captivating, and while it's not in your face and catchy, it's subtlety is the beautiful thing about it. I believe Imogen has captured the true essence of her talent in this album, and that is why I believe it was the number 1 release of 2009.
Disney encourages (unrealistic) faith in 'the system'
**spoiler about ending of Happy Feet, the movie.
Over the holidays - like many of you, I'm sure - I seemed to have a lot of time on my hands. It was simply glorious to do nothing at all for hours. Nearly every other night my family and I would sit down in front of the TV to enjoy a movie together. One of the movies my sister insisted upon watching was called Happy Feet, an animated film that had been released nearly three years prior to my first viewing of it.
The movie begins quite like March of the Penguins, a captivating and moving documentary about the lives of Antarctica's creatures. The story follows the penguin character known as Mumble, whose parents are shocked and helpless as they come to realize that unlike all penguins in their group, Mumble couldn't sing. Every penguin had a heartsong, but no matter how hard Mumble tried, he was lucky if he could hit even a single note. So, Mumble resorted to the only thing that he felt came naturally to him: dancing.
The waddle elders did not agree with this monstrosity. It was unnatural - they even blamed Mumble and his curious defect for the lack of fish in the waters of Antarctica. After being banished by the elders and determined to prove his worth, Mumble ventures into the unknown to find the 'aliens' who he believes are behind the shortage of food.
While this film is, without a doubt, a loveable addition to Walt Disney's collection of animated tales, something about it bothered me: The ending of the film was, in a word, happy. I don't pretend that this is what I had hoped for, but the satisfaction came with an air of impossibility. Impossibility and shame. While I admit this resentment could be a result of my getting older and more accustomed to/accepting of the harmful and unjust ways of the human race, it was the first time that I had deemed the ending of what should be a childhood movie as immoral and deceiving.
In the end, Mumble learns that it is indeed the 'aliens' (humans) who are responsible for the shortage of fish. He teaches the entire waddle - hundreds of penguins - to learn his otherwise 'unnatural' dance abilities to communicate with the humans, as he recognizes that they seem to respond this this activity. And surprise, surprise - Disney offers a child-friendly conclusion to Mumble's plight.
My problem with this is that creators might as well be telling children that the world would have no problem whatsoever in suffering a blow to the international fish industry in order to save penguins (who, by the way, will probably be killed by Climate-Change-related causes anyway). I sat there, caught between my desire to be happy for Mumble and his family and my anger at the seemingly caring, globally-concious and misleading response of the people.
The fact is, the United Nations (conveniently featured in the initiative regarding the shortage of fish and its affect upon penguins like Mumble) would hardly be so willing, cooperative or efficient to go out of their way for the Antarctic creatures. They refrained from stepping in to save even their own people in Rwanda during the atrocious genocide in 1994; why would they waste resources tacklign the fish industry?
It seems to me that Disney is taking subtle steps to instill a faith in governments and international organizations. And perhaps it will encouage activism at a young age - but calling upon my inner Orwellian, I think it is a clever tactic to plug faith and support for the powers within society and to instill a false sense of humane "political morale".
Cheers.
Over the holidays - like many of you, I'm sure - I seemed to have a lot of time on my hands. It was simply glorious to do nothing at all for hours. Nearly every other night my family and I would sit down in front of the TV to enjoy a movie together. One of the movies my sister insisted upon watching was called Happy Feet, an animated film that had been released nearly three years prior to my first viewing of it.
The movie begins quite like March of the Penguins, a captivating and moving documentary about the lives of Antarctica's creatures. The story follows the penguin character known as Mumble, whose parents are shocked and helpless as they come to realize that unlike all penguins in their group, Mumble couldn't sing. Every penguin had a heartsong, but no matter how hard Mumble tried, he was lucky if he could hit even a single note. So, Mumble resorted to the only thing that he felt came naturally to him: dancing.
The waddle elders did not agree with this monstrosity. It was unnatural - they even blamed Mumble and his curious defect for the lack of fish in the waters of Antarctica. After being banished by the elders and determined to prove his worth, Mumble ventures into the unknown to find the 'aliens' who he believes are behind the shortage of food.
While this film is, without a doubt, a loveable addition to Walt Disney's collection of animated tales, something about it bothered me: The ending of the film was, in a word, happy. I don't pretend that this is what I had hoped for, but the satisfaction came with an air of impossibility. Impossibility and shame. While I admit this resentment could be a result of my getting older and more accustomed to/accepting of the harmful and unjust ways of the human race, it was the first time that I had deemed the ending of what should be a childhood movie as immoral and deceiving.
In the end, Mumble learns that it is indeed the 'aliens' (humans) who are responsible for the shortage of fish. He teaches the entire waddle - hundreds of penguins - to learn his otherwise 'unnatural' dance abilities to communicate with the humans, as he recognizes that they seem to respond this this activity. And surprise, surprise - Disney offers a child-friendly conclusion to Mumble's plight.
My problem with this is that creators might as well be telling children that the world would have no problem whatsoever in suffering a blow to the international fish industry in order to save penguins (who, by the way, will probably be killed by Climate-Change-related causes anyway). I sat there, caught between my desire to be happy for Mumble and his family and my anger at the seemingly caring, globally-concious and misleading response of the people.
The fact is, the United Nations (conveniently featured in the initiative regarding the shortage of fish and its affect upon penguins like Mumble) would hardly be so willing, cooperative or efficient to go out of their way for the Antarctic creatures. They refrained from stepping in to save even their own people in Rwanda during the atrocious genocide in 1994; why would they waste resources tacklign the fish industry?
It seems to me that Disney is taking subtle steps to instill a faith in governments and international organizations. And perhaps it will encouage activism at a young age - but calling upon my inner Orwellian, I think it is a clever tactic to plug faith and support for the powers within society and to instill a false sense of humane "political morale".
Cheers.
New Year rings in more than just numbers
The ball drops and the clock strikes twelve. Champagne sloshes over the rims of clinking glasses as the end of the countdown is met with celebration of the New Year. I am bombarded by an exuberent (and oxygen-depriving) group hug and it seems all too surreal. I might as well be an extra in an episode of Gossip Girl, sifting through blurred memories of theatrics simmering throughout Upper East Side parties. Perhaps I should be giving credit to the nearly-empty glass in my hand, but it is as though I have been caught in a space/time continum, surging into the future. I'm sure Gene Roddenberry would be only too happy to tag along.
Despite the celebration and excitement, the next decade is under quite a bit of pressure, if you ask me. After hoardes of Top 10 best-and-worst lists being shoved down readers' throats (who are only too willing to be caught up in the hype), it's no surprise that most people are hoping for a brighter, faster, more convenient - and not to mention newsworthy - decade to come.
And all this at the stroke of midnight.
To be fair, it isn't without reason; the past decade has seen a multitude of events both monumental and horrifying; From the Al-Qaeda attacks on the World Trade Centre, ongoing politcal and military conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan, the inaugeration of America's first black President and the rise of MAC in the world of technology and music have all made irreversible and unforgettable footprints, particularly in the history of North America's development. While making an arduous journey to survive the tail end of the worst economic downfall since the 30's, the people certainly have a right to hope for better things to come.
However, time is as much a mystical concept as a computer. It can be controlled and manipulated and technically speaking, created and 'uncreated'. By itself, it cannot instigate change; just because the clock has now struck twelve in each of the world's separate time zones, the second hand certainly isn't obligated to switch channels. Time is manmade. Numbers are manmade. And unfortunately for those who haven't caught on, that means relying on some man-made, people-influenced changes in the years to come. That will never change.
So, to quote an eagerly-followed book series of 2009,
"Hobey-Ho, Let's Go!"
Despite the celebration and excitement, the next decade is under quite a bit of pressure, if you ask me. After hoardes of Top 10 best-and-worst lists being shoved down readers' throats (who are only too willing to be caught up in the hype), it's no surprise that most people are hoping for a brighter, faster, more convenient - and not to mention newsworthy - decade to come.
And all this at the stroke of midnight.
To be fair, it isn't without reason; the past decade has seen a multitude of events both monumental and horrifying; From the Al-Qaeda attacks on the World Trade Centre, ongoing politcal and military conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan, the inaugeration of America's first black President and the rise of MAC in the world of technology and music have all made irreversible and unforgettable footprints, particularly in the history of North America's development. While making an arduous journey to survive the tail end of the worst economic downfall since the 30's, the people certainly have a right to hope for better things to come.
However, time is as much a mystical concept as a computer. It can be controlled and manipulated and technically speaking, created and 'uncreated'. By itself, it cannot instigate change; just because the clock has now struck twelve in each of the world's separate time zones, the second hand certainly isn't obligated to switch channels. Time is manmade. Numbers are manmade. And unfortunately for those who haven't caught on, that means relying on some man-made, people-influenced changes in the years to come. That will never change.
So, to quote an eagerly-followed book series of 2009,
"Hobey-Ho, Let's Go!"
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