Thursday, February 13, 2014

Deaths in Different Plays

      After reading The Crucible,  I really wonder why Proctor chose to die instead of confession to the wrong accusations and living. For people today, the question is not completely answered. However, in the past it was normal. That answer is found in the strong religious background that most of the accused were raised on. John exemplifies the importance of a strong name throughout his actions and choices throughout the play; most significantly the fourth act when he chose death over discracing his family name. Giles' refusal to reveal the name of the informant who accused Putnam of conspiracy with the devil also shows the role of justice in these peoples lives.     Throughout the play, one of the central themes continues to be john proctors, Corey Giles, and Rebecca Nurse's refusal to degrade their souls with lies of the confession only to save themselves from the unjust accusations of witchcraft. In this time and era the people living in and around Salem were in puritan faith and lived in very strict lives. At this point, in history there was still no separation between churches and states, so the church had a major role in each individuals life. When Reverend Parris came upon the children of Salem and dancing and conducting against their religion.     Giles Corey and Rebecca Nurse were killed in the end all because Proctor didn't want to confess. Both people believed in letting god judge their faults. Proctor also felt this way when arguing to Dansforth about his confession to adultery, he turned as God as his witness and said "i have confessed myself! there is no good Penitence but it be nailed upon the church. God sees my name!; God knows how black my sins are!". Throughout history. people have chosen to die with honor instread of living full of guilt the remainder of their life.


Thursday, January 16, 2014

The Mead Quote Thingy

The internet is a big and social universe, separate from ours in many different way. There are a lot of comparisons and contrast between the two worlds and they, in my opinion, are very unique. Most, the biggest contrast is how living in the virtual world creates a better sense of equality, free from prejudice and physical limitation. In the first place, everywhere you go, no matter who you are or what you've done, discrimination and prejudice is all over the place. it is also there online and throughout social media applications. The thing that separates it is the power to control it. Man is given the freedom of speech and you cannot prevent someone in real life from talking. Amazingly online, you can not read the email or block the person. You can ultimatley save yourself by not letting things get to your head. To make a counter argument to the statement, people say that the undefenseless cannot defend themselves. you defend yourself by closing your ears tho the non-sense. It just does not make sense to me why people would blame social media for things when in reality, the people themselves are bullying each other.

Stream Of Conciousness

If you like boredom and non excitement, listen to how my winter break went. i basically did nothing. i hardly had fun. Fun didn't even exist in the sam time and space as me. i cried from not doing anything production. Any other stream from anyone else i this classroom i can guarantee you had had more fun then I. you could stare into a wall and have more fun than I. you could possibly even pass out from the extreme solidarity and reclusion. i suffered though. but you could even it happiness though. You wouldnt even know it if i did like the lonliness  loneliness or not.

Friday, December 6, 2013

Found Poem. i like this poem alot

I will do what I adore-- fun stuff! Drop all that’s a chore-- I’ve had enough! Fling wide my heart’s door-- that’s what I’m here for! I roar like a lion I soar like a hawk I have everything I need and so much more because I’m living from my core-- This is my creed ~Kelly Athena
When I asked my father this question, he laughed and shook his head. I have a knack for asking the hard ones. But as our nation struggles with the issue of illegal immigration, we don’t bother to ask this of ourselves. The first time this question occurred to me was while I was watching “American Idol” a few years ago. A beautiful Russian performer was struggling to get her green card. The judges loved her but rejected her all the same. My mother said it was because they wanted an American idol. I blinked and asked her, “What’s more American than an immigrant?” She sighed. Every single American citizen is an immigrant, even Native Americans, who came across the Bering Strait thousands of years ago. Homo sapiens originated in Africa, and every other place we settled we were strangers, right? But the United States is unique because it once welcomed all immigrants. The majority of Americans have ancestors who came over barely a hundred years ago. My earliest family immigrated scarcely three generations ago. And so we must ask ourselves: is it right to deny entrance to people who, like our ancestors, want to make a new home and are willing to work for the opportunities we have? If you really think about it, the people who risk life and limb to come to our country have a higher opinion of U.S. ideals than a lot of us do. Their ancestors have lived in the same place for hundreds of years, perhaps more. Can you imagine the courage it takes to leave all that behind? Furthermore, we owe immigrants a lot. For example, our fresh produce is cultivated by migrant workers, a harvest picked in shame. I ­believe the very least we can do is grant them citizenship, minimum wage, and schooling for their children. In addition to some of the more skilled jobs immigrants do, we take many advantages for granted – aisles of produce, janitors at fast-food restaurants – that are made possible by the people some scorn and wish to remove from our country. Some say if we let everyone in, we won’t have room. We’re the third-largest country on the planet. There’s room, and immigration is happening regardless. Let’s screen for criminals but let others in. After all, can’t we share Thanksgiving with the laborers who have more than earned their wages?

Thursday, November 21, 2013

stream of conciousness thingy

.My name is Darius and i am a resident in Los Angeles, CA, i am also a student at fairfax highschool. i live with my sister and i am six feet and two inches and i am 176 pounds. my life in Fairfax is a very studious one with many obligations and tribulations that i have overcome so i can call myself a scholar. i am very self determined and and i belive in rightouesness. i am Christian/Gentile and i follow under hippocampi. that was random but i dont care. on the other, my life at home is a treacherous and bipolar cluster of chaos, turmoil, and conundrum. if you walk into my apartment, you would probably be able to smell the snech of constatnt anger and frustration. i find yself t be a much unorganized person and i resent than. for not being orderly has been a curse on me. not be able to maintain straights A's in school is the soul fault of me not being very organized. but aside being at home, i find myself to be a very generous person that listen authority and has a good amount of discipline and dilligence to be a likeable a person. whereas, other seem to be narcissistic. i provide a better learing environment just by being around. i believe sharing what i have would get me somewhwere in life instead of keeping everything to myself. hobies inclide playing soccer, football, football, tennis rugby, and track and field. i like to play the viola and i am an intermediate learner. in the future, i wish to play famous songs by great music compoderd. my favorite thing to eat spaghetti and i like to drink pepsi. other than the things that i just streamed conciousness about, i will not talk about because i have already reached th minumum words required for this assignment. i have 535. DONE