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11 septembre 2011 @ 20:10

I wish this could be a post about how 9/11 will "never be forgotten" and how I feel for the US, post it on FB, on G+ and whatever... you know, reach out and hug the US, like.. "aww... I'm so sorry..."

I'm not saying that I don't think that what happened on September 11th, 2001 was horrible.
I'm not saying that I don't think it's horrible that all those people died the way that died.
I'm not saying that what the hijackers did was excusable in any way. For I hope they're being punished in the afterlife for what they did.
I'm not saying that I don't think it incredibly sad that people lost a father, a mother, a son, a daughter, etc, and that some children will never meet one of their parents.

All of these things... they're tragic, if we're talking about the individuals that were affected.

But I'm sorry, I can't feel sorry for the US as a collective, as a government, solely because of the way they retaliated after 9/11.

First, please keep in mind all of my "I'm not sayings"s above.

Now, what about the Iraq war? How many people died in the following years after the US suddenly decided to shift its attention from Afghanistan to Iraq, even though they knew they didn't have any weapons of mass destruction? Just because they wanted to get rid of Saddam Hussein and impose their own "democracy." How much did not just the country, but the Iraqi culture lose when US troops were ordered not to intervene when historic libraries and museums were being ransacked? 7000 years of history were lost when they were! How do you think people in Afghanistan & Iraq live ever since 9/11? After the US army comes in thinking they know better than everybody and impose their rules on locals, changing their lives forever, putting them against a rock and a hard place... (doomed if you cooperate on a local level, doomed if you don't because they'll think you're with the enemy).

The Bush administration disgusts me, with the decisions due to their ignorance, with their refusal to accept anything people with expertise in Middle-East relations would advise them, and their new-age version of the White Man's Burden. They justified all of their horrible decisions by taking on a paternalistic approach and telling the American people that what they were doing were in their name, and that it was the right thing to do. They took advantage of the fact that the American people felt vulnerable and took that as carte blanche to do whatever they fuck they wanted, and however they fuck they wanted to do it. Abu Ghraib, for example?

In essence, I think the American people are also victims of the decisions the Bush administration took, because they will have to live with that stigma, and people around the world will look at them going, "oh, poor you, 9/11? 3000 people died? well, in my country, tens or hundreds of thousands or even millions of people die every year BECAUSE of your country's constant decisions to butt in whenever they feel they're in the least bit threatened."

It's not good to compare tragedies, for in the end, what does that do? What does that solve? Nothing. But just I feel like 9/11, just for the mere fact that it was a blow to the US, it reverberated throughout the world. But what about all of those who have died, who have been terrorized, who have been tortured, and those who have been severely discriminated against because the US thinks of them as a threat? Mainly Muslim-Americans.

So, I'm sorry, but these are the things that come into my mind when I think of 9/11. Along with this:

::EDIT:: Huh. I just read this article: [CLICK], and, if you didn't understand what I wanted to say in this entry, this article pretty much says exactly what I wanted to say.
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03 septembre 2011 @ 01:51

Diosito, gracias. <3

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30 juin 2011 @ 23:37

Does anybody know if the documentaries A Virgin Harvest and The K-11 Journey were ever completed? I cannot find any information on them... Would anybody know where I could find them?

17 février 2011 @ 12:21
Yesterday I went to the Musée des Beaux-Arts to see their newly-arrived exposition of the Terracotta Army. It was amaaaaaaaaaazing, I really like it. I don't know why I find such joy and wonder in seeing pieces of rocks... OH, maybe it's because some of them have been there for over 2500 years? Maybe. :P

I have to admit I didn't enjoy it as much as I did the Egyptian exhibition when I went to the Musée des Beaux-Arts in Québec City in 2008 with Neesa, Anf & Lena, but that's just because I have a soft spot for Egypt. WHICH, by the way, has just managed to get rid of their tyrannical president after being in power since 1981. WOO! Go Egypt!! I love it when people come together. =) And this may be highly internet-unethical, because I don't know who it's by, but I loved this picture that someone shared on Facebook:

Caption: Christians protecting Muslims during their prayers


Back to the point though, the museum exhibit was sooo good. The thing that I liked most about it though had nothing to do with the exhibit itself. I saw a buuunch of Chinese parents with their kids there, I thought it was sooo sweet and it really reminded me of when my dad took me to the Gold Museum when I was about 7 years old. Especially because its your own culture you know? I don't know, there's something special about looking at something and knowing that it pertains to you a little bit more than it does to everybody else. It makes you think about your great-great-great-grandparents, and what it would've been like to be them.

It also makes you think about leaving as many traces as you can in this world for younger generations to know who you were, so you're not forgotten. Hence this journal? Maybe... :P

P.S.: Shout out to titelyd for having woken me up to go! ^^
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Musique actuelle: "Los Adolescentes" by Dënver <3
06 octobre 2010 @ 18:46
Ooooo, fall colors on LJ, pretty! =)

Greetings to all!

I couldn't wait for today to be over... I had a big assignment due for Logic and a midterm for Historical Linguistics. Just got done with it about 15 minutes ago. I'm in the library waiting for it to stop raining so I can go get my bike from Lorena's place.

Anyway, what's new? I can't believe it, but FINALLY things are starting to settle down a bit. There were two things that were really throwing me off. One, that I didn't have all of my books. I bought them online, and some of them took a REALLY long time... And two, the fact that I was living so far away.

Oooonnnnnnnnnnnneeeeee loooooooooongggg paaaaiiiinstaking houuuuuuuuuuur in order to get to school. And oooonnnnnnnnnnnneeeeee loooooooooongggg paaaaiiiinstaking houuuuuuuuuuur in order to get back.

I had to get up at 7:30am-7:45am in order to be on time to my 10:05am class. Ridiculous? I fucking think so! I had to be on the bus 211 or 221 before 8:30am, or else rush hour traffic would be the end of me. One time, I took the bus at 8:38am, and I got to class TWENTY MINUTES LATE. Yes, I arrived at 10:25am. I was FUCKING. PISSED.

Also, I have a big 2 hour break between classes on Mondays and Wednesdays, and I had to stay on campus... Euuuugh... The good thing was that I would have a nice, healthy lunch with me. Like, fríjoles con arroz y una arepa o papa rellena, with a granola bar and a juice box.

Yes, I will admit it. The best thing about this whole long-ass commuting and stress, and getting up early, and being on a bus constantly, and waiting, and WAAAAAAAAAALKING 15 min just to the bus stop in pouring rain.... was the food.

I never had to cook, I never had to do grocery shopping, man... it's been a WHIIIIIIILE since I haven't had to do this kind of stuff for myself... It's been what, 2½ years since I left FL, so yep. That's a long time. Even my parents were telling me, ¡déjate consentir!, so i did. ;)

However, I moved into my new place last Friday, less than a week ago. They were kinda sad to see me leave, and I kinda was too, but to be honest, I really wanted to go back to having my own space, my own stuff, buy my own kind of food.

Three things I didn't like about being there (besides the distance, which we've already covered):
  • They'd never buy orange juice. This just made me sad. :(
  • The fact that the Tía Luisa would call me when I was out "too late." Lady, it's 8pm... >=/
  • OH, ONE THING I HAAAAAAATED, was that FUCKING TOILET SEAT. I will not go into details, but believe me, I wanted to destroooooy that thing.

  • So yeah! Overall, except for those 3 things (which are quite insignificant, let's be honest), I had a good time while being there. The Çömlekcioglu-Fernández family couldn't have made me feel more comfortable or welcomed. They were incredibly nice people, and it was really nice to have been with them that month. =)

    NOW! My new place is really nice. =) First things first, meet Nikki:

    She is the SWEETEST, CUTEST, MOST BEHAVED dog EVER! I love love love her!!! She is stayin' with us until about March, 'cause my roommates are taking care of her for a friend. I couldn't be happier about his, I've never in my LIFE had a pet, and I get to have this one?? YAAAAAAAY!!!!

    Besides that, the apartment is REALLY nice, very nicely remodeled, very clean, awesomely equipped kitchen, incredibly nice and cool roommates... yep! I like being there so far. =) Biggest plus (besides Nikki, of course), is that I'M SO CLOSE TO McGILL NOW!! Now, in order to get to my 10:05am class, I can get up at 9am, leave the house by 9:45am and be there on time if I go by bike, by metro, I'd have to leave my house at 9:35am.

    I loooove it. =)

    What else is going on... last weekend I went to Québec City. This weekend I'm going to Toronto for Thanksgiving and finally seeing my Toronto peeps once again! =D I went to Québec City though for Lili's surprise birthday party (and a surprise it was!) It was aweeeesome. =)

    One thing I wanted to save on here, was that Lili got a book of poems (in French) as a present, and there was this sonnet by Elizabeth Browning that I fell upon and it totally blew me away. We have all heard the line "How do I love you? Let me count the ways," but I had never heard the whole thing...

    Comment je t'aime? Laisse m'en compter les formes.
    Je t'aime du fond, de l'ampleur, de la cime
    De mon âme, quand elle aspire invisible
    Aux fins de l’Etre et de la Grâce parfaite.
    Je t'aime au doux niveau quotidien du
    Besoin, sous le soleil et la chandelle.
    Je t'aime librement, comme on tend au Droit;
    Je t'aime purement, comme on fuit l'Éloge.
    Je t'aime avec la passion dont j'usais
    Dans la peine, et de ma confiance d’enfant.
    Je t'aime d'un amour qui semblait perdu
    Avec les miens – je t'aime de mon souffle
    Rires, larmes, de ma vie ! – et, si Dieu choisit,
    Je t'aimerai plus encore dans la mort.

    =') I love it!

    Anyhoo, I gotta go now, it has stopped raining and I want to go home!
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