Thursday, April 27, 2006
What the hell is wrong with Minnesota?
An article posted today on 365Gay
As a Canadian living and working in America I am constantly amazed by the cruelty that you all tend to inflict on each other. I spent the last five years teaching kids in the South Bronx here in NYC and I guess I see where some of it comes from... there's no memory span in these kids. Everything is now now now and ten seconds later they forgot what they wanted. It makes it impossible for them to empathize with or care about people who aren't immediately in front of them. Why should they give a damn about someone in another state and whether they are having thier rights stripped away by an ingnorant and hateful minority that hide their fears behind God and the bible?
As a Canadian living and working in America I am constantly amazed by the cruelty that you all tend to inflict on each other. I spent the last five years teaching kids in the South Bronx here in NYC and I guess I see where some of it comes from... there's no memory span in these kids. Everything is now now now and ten seconds later they forgot what they wanted. It makes it impossible for them to empathize with or care about people who aren't immediately in front of them. Why should they give a damn about someone in another state and whether they are having thier rights stripped away by an ingnorant and hateful minority that hide their fears behind God and the bible?
A good laugh
One of the funniest things I have watched in a long time... Aladdin re-dubbed. Check it out.
www.dubbed.rules.it
www.dubbed.rules.it
Getting the hang of this...
So, originally I got interested in writing a blog when I decided to teach my students about it last year. I wanted to do something new with them, something relevant, something that might hold their interest for more than the usual ten minutes or so that they tended to last on the outdated and useless curriculum prescribed by the New York City Board of Education. Yes, I was one of the brave souls who entered into the NYC education system and taught high school in the Bronx for five years. I almost can't believe that when I say it now... five years. The hardest hardest hardest thing I have ever done. Anything after that seems like a cakewalk truly.
I'm getting it now for myself and I'm excited about the whole process...
I just spent half an hour talking to my sister on the phone. She lives far away and we are very close so it is always hard to be reminded that she is so far away. My older sister lives close to her now so I want to get some time soon to visit with both of them. My younger sister just had a baby making me an uncle for the first time. It has made me think of kids... whether I want them (I do) and how I'm going to get them (I'm gay). It's been on my mind more of late because of the wasteland that my life has been turned into over the past few months (more on that to come too).
Okay so before I really start laying it all out here I want to get some pics up on my blog.... let's see if I can find something good - some boys to preview...
I'm getting it now for myself and I'm excited about the whole process...
I just spent half an hour talking to my sister on the phone. She lives far away and we are very close so it is always hard to be reminded that she is so far away. My older sister lives close to her now so I want to get some time soon to visit with both of them. My younger sister just had a baby making me an uncle for the first time. It has made me think of kids... whether I want them (I do) and how I'm going to get them (I'm gay). It's been on my mind more of late because of the wasteland that my life has been turned into over the past few months (more on that to come too).
Okay so before I really start laying it all out here I want to get some pics up on my blog.... let's see if I can find something good - some boys to preview...
getting this party started...
So, I've finally decided to set this up after all of the time I've spent looking around at all the other blogs out there... I imagine that on some level it's more of a theraputic exercise than thinking that I have something insightful to offer. Time will play that one out. So it's here and it's late and I'm going to bed - I've got to sort out what I really want on here. Some mish mash of what's bugging me about everyone else and then what's bugging me about me I'm sure.
Till tomorrow then.
Till tomorrow then.