Thursday, May 31, 2007
Monday, May 28, 2007
matthew 25:40
Regarding racism, and the slew of other -isms that give some the right to think less of others: I think we should all be angry when others are belittled, oppressed, or threatened. Even if it is not us, it could be us. And if you believe we are all part of the same creation, it is us. There is a Bible verse that talk about this and that I always quote, but incorrectly. I looked it up:
Matthew 25:40 What you do onto the least of your brothers, you do onto me.
(No, I don't quote the Bible every day. But once in a while it really fits.)
Matthew 25:40 What you do onto the least of your brothers, you do onto me.
(No, I don't quote the Bible every day. But once in a while it really fits.)
job 42:15
Someone used the Bible for their license plate:
In all the land there were no women so beautiful as Job's daughters;
and their father gave them an inheritance along with their brothers.
In all the land there were no women so beautiful as Job's daughters;
and their father gave them an inheritance along with their brothers.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
in our nation's service
Memorial Day: "Originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service." Observed last Monday of May. I wrote this story for Memorial Day 2003 (in Swedish).
about growing up as an illegal immigrant, and go on to higher education:
"The thing that I hated the most was seeing people... the way that they looked at us, and made us feel less than them. For some time as a child I grew to hate myself. I was embarrassed of my culture, embarrassed of who I was, embarrassed because of other peoples' comments. I did not want to speak Spanish. I hated to translate for those that I loved the most, my family. Because it wasn't cool, it wasn't accepted.
I wanted sandwiches on white bread, with cheese and ham in them. I didn't want burritos filled with chile verde, and frijoles and nachos. It wasn't until someone actually told me to my face that I shouldn't bother studying or taking hard classes because people like me - brown, Mexican, black, whatever - we would simply grow up to work with our hands. Manual labor is all that we know and all that we were fit for. At that point I finally changed. I was so upset that this became my motivation."
- from a panel on immigration, Santa Clara University, May 23, 2007
I wanted sandwiches on white bread, with cheese and ham in them. I didn't want burritos filled with chile verde, and frijoles and nachos. It wasn't until someone actually told me to my face that I shouldn't bother studying or taking hard classes because people like me - brown, Mexican, black, whatever - we would simply grow up to work with our hands. Manual labor is all that we know and all that we were fit for. At that point I finally changed. I was so upset that this became my motivation."
- from a panel on immigration, Santa Clara University, May 23, 2007
Sunday, May 20, 2007
I came across his name just now and I was reminded how great he is
When I was still living in Sweden and still doing media research I had this image on my office wall. It shows a man watching TV at a camping site on the island of Öland. It's by Swedish photographer Lars Tunbjörk. The exhibit was called "A country beside itself".
Saturday, May 19, 2007
ok I changed my mind
Dan smuggled celery into the veggie juice right now thinking I wouldn't notice. But I did. And even though I have said for ever that I eat "everything except celery" I have to admit it tasted pretty good.
I also have to admit the following:
When I am on an airplane and they ask what kind of pre dinner drink you want I always order tomato juice. And I sit there very happily sipping it. Super good!
But now when I had the veggie juice I recognized something. And I realized that what they give you on planes is not tomato juice. It's Bloody Mary mix. It has celery.
Liked it all along, apparently.
I also have to admit the following:
When I am on an airplane and they ask what kind of pre dinner drink you want I always order tomato juice. And I sit there very happily sipping it. Super good!
But now when I had the veggie juice I recognized something. And I realized that what they give you on planes is not tomato juice. It's Bloody Mary mix. It has celery.
Liked it all along, apparently.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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