I was just chatting with a friend who's a female. At the beginning of the chat window, somehow she called me bad and refused to tell me when I asked her about 10 lines down the chat session. Then I replied asking why all women are like that. She said that all women are superior animals. This struck something in my mind about humans being animals. I know when we're created, we're created to be superior as humans. What I don't understand is why we're sometimes referred to as animals. Does that not make us humans inferior? Maybe because we act like an animal or that we sometimes live as one? The wildness in us...is that the reason why? Then we'd be getting into psychology with all these "id" "ego" and "superego" thing. It'll become too complicated. Btw, if you don't know what I'm talking about, forget about the psych part.
Let's just focus on the human equal animal thing. I tried my luck my friend: Google. Guess what I got. One million eight hundred and sixty thousand hits is what I got returned in 0.19 seconds. Don't believe me, see for yourself. How about opening a new window and go to google and type the exact phrase in the search field: human equal animal. I have to admit that I didn't click on any of the links to read any of the contents offered. Just reading the headings gave me the chills. Please don't get me wrong, I respect all animals and humans as well. Oh darn...I just got myself into another thought: is respect the same as rights? Anyways, I'll let you stroll on that.
Meanwhile back at the range. If you believe God is the creator of all, hope you do, but even if you don't, why would you still say that we're animals. What makes you so sure? I really want someone to tell me where they read that or what provoked their thoughts to be delivering these depressing ideas? Anyhow, we're created with dignity to walk as humans. Although, sometimes, I did wish that I was an animal and all I had to do was to find food to fill my hunger and not be eaten by another animal. As an animal, I wouldn't have to worry about anything else in the world as humans do. Then again, no one has ever been an animal and come back to tell us, so we would never know how an animal processed it's thought. Hey...do they have any thoughts? I believe it's instinct they depend on. So, how is it that we sometimes call ourselves animals?
In movies and story books, personification of animals are done to bring on other ideas. It's just a presentation of some sort. Remember, these are done from a human perspective. We think they could think. As previously said, they operate on instinct. In a real world, we could train the animals to perform acts. That's because the animals know that after they've performed something, they'll be rewarded. If they don't they'll be punished. This process in the psych textbooks is called "conditioning." Ok, I should not go there again and that's the last time I'm mentioning the word psychology. ...oops, sorry.
So, after all these babbling, I still don't have any ideas of what the answer to "humans = animals" would be. If you know, please...by all means, let me know. If I've dissed you in any ways above, please forgive me and you also have my sincere apologies. To that friend of mine, I hope I didn't offend you by making reference to you here. I treasure all of my friends. Thanx.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Friday, February 17, 2006
Fall, Winter, & Spring...
The Autumn cool, the Winter snow, and the Spring showers all experienced in 36 hours. This morning we went from the Autumn cool to the cold Winters again. The only season missing from the formula was Summer and this is in February.
Last night, I looked out the window from the second floor of my house and I saw the driveway covered with ice from the rain. It was so shiny that it was a skating rink by late evening with rain continuosly falling even after 11:00 PM. I knew cuz I was out there clearing the snow/ice bank the city plough created.
It was about 10:35 PM or so and I heard the snow plough in the neighbourhood. Then I thought to myself: "Oh no. Are you kidding?" Then in anticipation I waited for the snowplough to come to my street. I waited and waited...and waited. Then I waited again...and again. I waited anticipatingly for I know that till morning, the ice bank will be impossible to clear. Finally it arrived.
This means I must change from my pajamas to some winter clothes and make it down to where the ice bank was. On my way down the driveway, I had the urge to skate. Too bad I don't skate and I've lost my skates for years already. With a mixture of water and ice, clearing the ice bank became a heavy workout. Then clearing the ice on the driveway, that was cracking when I stepped on it, was another workout for more sweat. Mind you, previously, I was already in my pajamas which means I've already showered.
When I was finally done, I went into the house wet on the inside and also on the outside. Nope, it wasn't the sweat that was dripping on the winter jacket. It was rain. I thought I could call it an night and decided to hit the sack for I was too tired to take another shower when I've calmed down. Just when I was about to fall asleep...my daughter burped loudly after her last feeding.
Then I heard another roar. No, it wasn't my daughter playing the lioness. It came from outside. Another "uh ow" went through my mind. At that moment, I said to myself, why do these snowploughs have to plough twice. It happened before. I think about 2 years back, I shovelled my driveway and cleared the snow bank at about 1:00 AM. When I was finished, that snowplough came around again and I was standing in the middle of the driveway watching and waiting to clear it for the second time in a row. The operator stopped just before my driveway and lifted the plough and passed my driveway and then lowerd the plough to continue his duty. So, this morning when I saw that mini ice bank that I can't clear for it's already frozen, I figured that if I stood on the driveway lastnight, would history repeat itself?
How come the city doesn't clear the snow banks for it's citizens? We do pay our taxes. It's our duty to clear the snow or ice that covers our driveway and walkway if there's one, within 24 hours after the snow falls. Why is it our duty to clear the snow bank? Isn't all that snow from the street? Isn't our tax dollars enough to cover it? Does the Municiple government know that clearing the snow banks are dangerous and could potentially seriously affect our health? Well, maybe just when someone dies. It's always the case for our Government to act only when there's death involved. Hmmm....I wonder why?
Last night, I looked out the window from the second floor of my house and I saw the driveway covered with ice from the rain. It was so shiny that it was a skating rink by late evening with rain continuosly falling even after 11:00 PM. I knew cuz I was out there clearing the snow/ice bank the city plough created.
It was about 10:35 PM or so and I heard the snow plough in the neighbourhood. Then I thought to myself: "Oh no. Are you kidding?" Then in anticipation I waited for the snowplough to come to my street. I waited and waited...and waited. Then I waited again...and again. I waited anticipatingly for I know that till morning, the ice bank will be impossible to clear. Finally it arrived.
This means I must change from my pajamas to some winter clothes and make it down to where the ice bank was. On my way down the driveway, I had the urge to skate. Too bad I don't skate and I've lost my skates for years already. With a mixture of water and ice, clearing the ice bank became a heavy workout. Then clearing the ice on the driveway, that was cracking when I stepped on it, was another workout for more sweat. Mind you, previously, I was already in my pajamas which means I've already showered.
When I was finally done, I went into the house wet on the inside and also on the outside. Nope, it wasn't the sweat that was dripping on the winter jacket. It was rain. I thought I could call it an night and decided to hit the sack for I was too tired to take another shower when I've calmed down. Just when I was about to fall asleep...my daughter burped loudly after her last feeding.
Then I heard another roar. No, it wasn't my daughter playing the lioness. It came from outside. Another "uh ow" went through my mind. At that moment, I said to myself, why do these snowploughs have to plough twice. It happened before. I think about 2 years back, I shovelled my driveway and cleared the snow bank at about 1:00 AM. When I was finished, that snowplough came around again and I was standing in the middle of the driveway watching and waiting to clear it for the second time in a row. The operator stopped just before my driveway and lifted the plough and passed my driveway and then lowerd the plough to continue his duty. So, this morning when I saw that mini ice bank that I can't clear for it's already frozen, I figured that if I stood on the driveway lastnight, would history repeat itself?
How come the city doesn't clear the snow banks for it's citizens? We do pay our taxes. It's our duty to clear the snow or ice that covers our driveway and walkway if there's one, within 24 hours after the snow falls. Why is it our duty to clear the snow bank? Isn't all that snow from the street? Isn't our tax dollars enough to cover it? Does the Municiple government know that clearing the snow banks are dangerous and could potentially seriously affect our health? Well, maybe just when someone dies. It's always the case for our Government to act only when there's death involved. Hmmm....I wonder why?
Monday, February 13, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
What are you thankful for?
I received this in an email. I thought is was thought provoking and nice. So I want to share it with you. Hope you enjoy it and find it soothing as I have.
I Am Thankful For:
For the teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching TV, because that means he is at home and not on the streets.
For the taxes I pay, because it means that I am employed.
For the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat.
For my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech.
For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it means I am capable of walking, and that I have been blessed with transportation.
For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
For the lady behind me in my place of worship when she sings off key, because it means that I can hear.
For the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear.
For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, because it means I have been capable of working hard.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it means that I am alive.
and finally....
For too much e-mail, because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.
I Am Thankful For:
For the teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching TV, because that means he is at home and not on the streets.
For the taxes I pay, because it means that I am employed.
For the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat.
For my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech.
For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it means I am capable of walking, and that I have been blessed with transportation.
For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
For the lady behind me in my place of worship when she sings off key, because it means that I can hear.
For the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear.
For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, because it means I have been capable of working hard.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it means that I am alive.
and finally....
For too much e-mail, because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
...well, I'm not invited.
Amsterdam is inviting some bloggers to visit Holland by KLM and stay in 5 star hotels like Grand Hotel Krasnapolsky...and are you ready for this? All paid for accomodations and free flights. The catch is that these bloggers have to blog the trip, be interviewed about the trip, let Holland.com advertise on their blogpage, and place "Bloggers in Amsterdam" logo in their navigation bar for one year. For more information, go to Expatica .
The article furthers with Danny Glover not being "enthusiastic" about it. He claims the these bloggers are being bribed with luxurious treatments. In fact, bloggers are the ones who orate verbosely about these kinds of bribery directed to govermental authorities by corrupted lobbyist. These 25 bloggers will undoubtedly write only good things about the trip.
Well, I kinda believe that that's the purpose. If you'd like someone to talk good about something or a product, you either give them the product to try and discover the alledged benefits of the product. Only after a set period of time, one will find out about the advantages or disadvantages. Danny Glover does have his point for only 25 are invited. My guess is that these 25 bloggers are carefully chosen. After all, blogs are widely read and that's one good way of advertising. Many people, including myself would take the word of another person. So, word of mouth is a subtle but effective way of advertising. Yes, it's true that someway, somehow, these bloggers will definitely be writing only the good about Amsterdam or Holland for this matter. Simply for the reason they're kinda paid to do so. As a result, there is nothing wrong on the surface. Ethically speaking...well, in the world of business, what is ethical?
Despite the fact that I'm new to blogging, I'm still blogging. How come only 25 are invited. How about me? I love travelling, too. I could also blog about this trip and I'm sure I'll blog about every single detail that I like or dislike. In 1999 and 2003 I've been there. All my life I've been exposed to Holland. So, in fact, I'd probably know more than these 25 invited bloggers. Well, maybe that's one of the reason I would not be invited.
The article furthers with Danny Glover not being "enthusiastic" about it. He claims the these bloggers are being bribed with luxurious treatments. In fact, bloggers are the ones who orate verbosely about these kinds of bribery directed to govermental authorities by corrupted lobbyist. These 25 bloggers will undoubtedly write only good things about the trip.
Well, I kinda believe that that's the purpose. If you'd like someone to talk good about something or a product, you either give them the product to try and discover the alledged benefits of the product. Only after a set period of time, one will find out about the advantages or disadvantages. Danny Glover does have his point for only 25 are invited. My guess is that these 25 bloggers are carefully chosen. After all, blogs are widely read and that's one good way of advertising. Many people, including myself would take the word of another person. So, word of mouth is a subtle but effective way of advertising. Yes, it's true that someway, somehow, these bloggers will definitely be writing only the good about Amsterdam or Holland for this matter. Simply for the reason they're kinda paid to do so. As a result, there is nothing wrong on the surface. Ethically speaking...well, in the world of business, what is ethical?
Despite the fact that I'm new to blogging, I'm still blogging. How come only 25 are invited. How about me? I love travelling, too. I could also blog about this trip and I'm sure I'll blog about every single detail that I like or dislike. In 1999 and 2003 I've been there. All my life I've been exposed to Holland. So, in fact, I'd probably know more than these 25 invited bloggers. Well, maybe that's one of the reason I would not be invited.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Let it snow...not!
We have snow, finally, and again. Hey's it's better than rain for a while. Somehow, we need some snow. But at the same time, I think the next snow fall should be at least another week. Seems like this is unlikely to happen for the next few days will consist flurries...
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