31 July 2007

The Learnding Channel

I don't have cable. I occasionaly house-sit, which provides me an opportunity to stare at the idiot box for a few fleeting moments to accomplish nothing more than wasting time. Perhaps it was the rise in 'reality' television programming that turned me away, or that cable has become a haven for c-list celebrities to crawl out from the rocks under which they belong. I hate TV. I urge you to stop paying your cable bill and let Time Warner (or whoever) shut off the shit. I've been free from the boob-tube for a few years now, and I feel great.

As it's been a few years, you're probably wondering what prompted me to mention it in my blog today. Three words: The Learning Channel. I don't remember when exactly this channel came into existence, but of the few times I actually saw its format, I learned nothing. There was this one show, I forget the name, that basically exploits the extremely obsese. That's it, as far as I can tell. That's the whole show. After that, there was yet another show about fixing up an old house. What an original concept, TLC. Did the network turn down brilliant new idea for a national talent search?

Usually, it's hard for me to find irony in things, but the fact that I learned nothing from The Learning Channel...that's not as ironic as it is false advertising.

The War of Terror

http://www.politicalaffairs.net
/article/articleview/5642/1/275/

I haven't figured out how to make a link in the blog yet, but if you know how to copy and paste, you'll be fine. Just read the article and let me know if you think the 'war on terror' is justified. That's why we're there, isn't it?

17 July 2007

You might be a red if...

This whole thing started when I was (finally) filling out my voter registration form. There's a little box that asks you which political party you would like to be affiliated with, and after careful consideration I marked 'other.' On the line adjacent to 'other,' I wrote COMMUNIST. The way I figured it at the time, it could be a good excuse to get out of jury duty someday. But not likely.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that there's a good chance I'm a commie. I've read Marx and Engels; I'm a big fan of Cuba, Castro, and Che; Trotsky and Lenin seem like pretty good dudes, so I might just be red. I mean, I'm certainly not a capitalist, and have grown to hate money, property, religion, and pride...

To try and coerce me back to democracy, you could bring up a few names...Stalin, Mao, and Kim Jong Il, but keep in mind that the leader of the 'free' world is George W. Bush, whose atrocities and basic human rights violations are too numerous and well-known to include in this blog.

Well, after I sent in my voter registration, I did a little online research and ended up officially joining the Communist Party of America. What happens next, I don't know, but I'm off to finish Leon Trotsky's biography. I hope I hear from my local party member soon. Let me know what you think - if you like communism or are stuck in the red scare. Maybe I'm just being naive, but I don't see what all the fuss is about.

Oh, and in honor of my new-found political affiliation, I'm changing the color of the text in Sample Blog. I hope you enjoy it.

10 July 2007

Birthday Boi

July 12 is my Birthday. Hooray. I'm going to be 25 years old. I'm still getting ID'd when I try to buy a drink, so being an adult is looking good so far. It just dawned on me that I didn't talk about June 2007 in this blog.
Here's a recap:
Marissa and I set off on a road-trip in the North East United States in early June, and things got off to a rocky start. Due to an illness we had to return home after only two or three days camping in Vermont. The spot we found next to Kill River was beautiful and free, so that's a plus.
After Marissa felt better, we drove to Virginia Beach, Busch Gardens (VA), and Washington DC to visit my sister, Tracy. After that, we took a lovely trip up the Susquehanna river to get home, re-pack and plan the next (last) leg of our trip.
The third and final leg began heading east on Route 20 all the way to Boston where we met up with my old friend Rachel Luck who took us to a great Thai restaurant. Boston was nice, but the 'thrift' stores we found weren't exactly for the thrifty. It worries me to think that people actually spend $50 on a t-shirt. Following Boston was my personal favorite part of the trip - MAINE!
If you ever get the chance to go to Maine, do so. I want to live there. We found a great Bed & Breakfast called the Bluff Inn next to the ocean opposite Bar Harbor. They serve great breakfasts and the view is great! Check them out on the web at www.bluffinn.com.
Sure, there were a lot of bugs, but the scenery was worth the bites. Acadia National Park is all it's cracked up to be.
After staying in Maine for three days, trying lobster and counting 'cappys' along the highway, we decided to head back by way of Vermont, to stay at our old campsite again.
When we got back from our trip, we unpacked and picked up our kitten, whose name had been difficult to agree upon until we stumbled upon 'Gato.' If I ever figure out how to put a picture up, I'll definitely put one up of that little turd.
June was fantastic. Whoever doesn't like June is a sucker. And Maine, too.
Happy Birthday to me.

03 July 2007

Some animals are more equal than others.

This is the first letter I've written to a Congressperson, and I feel strongly enough about this issue to include it in my blog that nobody reads.

Representative Arcuri,
I am a journalism student at Utica College and currently an unregistered voter. At this point in time, I see little reason to register to vote as my faith in the democratic process dwindles every time I open a newspaper. To say that I am upset at the lack of justice served to "Scooter" Libby is a bit of an understatement. Can you refresh my memory as to why we allow presidential pardons? I fail to see the positive aspect of that particular act. It's not enough that Bush has ignored the writ of Habeus Corpus, now he's allowing a guilty man freedom. Where is justice?
I am not writing because I expect any type of change in the near future, I just want a favor - the next time you see Mr. Bush or any of the White House staff, please let them know how little I respect them.
Thank you for your time,
Travis L. Olivera

If I get a response, I'll put it up here too.