Won’t fascists just go away if we ignore them?

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From Joe Messina, a local Republican Party chairman, in the Santa Clarita Signal:

“Chairman Messina argued that if counter protesters hadn’t shown up in the first place, nothing would have happened and the white supremacist message, which he and his fellow 38th District Republicans strongly oppose, would not have been broadcast on an international level . . . ‘You let those idiots over there go do their thing, leave them alone, don’t give them any attention and they burn themselves out,’ Messina said” (A5).

No, they don’t. They don’t stamp and scream for attention and tucker themselves out unheeded. They’re not toddlers. They’re ideologues. It’s ignorant and shortsighted to suggest that the best strategy is to simply ignore them until they go away.

White supremacists are dedicated to white power. Their “great cause” carries quasi-religious tones. They will no more starve from lack of attention than will ISIS. They imagine their culture, their way of life, and their very bodies are threatened. When you believe you’re threatened this way, do you just quiet down because no one’s paying attention? No: you yell louder.

Fascism will be a danger for as long as the United States exists. As long as there are people frustrated with the political process who are willing to justify violence to get their way, fascism will be a threat. Fascism will be a threat as long as anyone buys the myth of racial superiority.

Evil must be called out for what it is, because evil does not die in the dark. It festers.

 

 

Citation:
Ender, G. and Monterrosa, C. (2017, August 15). SCV reacts to Charlottesville events. The Santa Clarita Valley Signal, pp. A3, A5.
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I had a dream: I must master kung fu

Lightning Storm at Beach Over the Atlantic Ocean

I had a dream that said I’m destined to master kung fu. I’m doing it.

I was in a videogame, watching myself, not sure I was controlling my actions. The action climaxed on a tropical beach. The clouds turned crimson and thundered, and from the lightning over the water a giant rubber ducky appeared. This monstrosity shot lightning bolts at me; I found myself dodging at incredible speed with martial mastery. Then I woke up.

So kung fu? Essentially, it’s not a martial art, but “skill gained through long effort and application of prolonged practice” (according to Victor Mair of UPenn).

As a citizen, debater, employee, speaker, and soon-to-be teacher, the skill I’m destined to master is kung fu of the mind.

Here’s how I read the dream: whether real life is illusion (videogame or otherwise), whether I really have agency over my actions, whether this dream was a sign or subconscious gibberish, whatever horrors strange or mundane may come, I must do the best I can with my abilities and circumstances. So I’m learning to ground myself and discern and interpret all things nimbly and skillfully, whatever their source: to engage with information and argument, take it all in, take it apart, critique it, digest, and apply it, whether in the realm of literature, teaching, science, business, or anything — to see the lightning coming, dodge, and (eventually) learn to redirect it back.

I know kung fu. And it will empower everything I do in life, for building my students, others, and myself.

 

This short and somewhat silly (but mostly serious) submission was created for Unigo’s I Have a Dream scholarship.

[Photo cred Kim Seng via Flickr. Licensed under Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 2.0]

Two servers: a short, simple story

CafeOne day in a little café, a man ate a sandwich, paid his tab, and left. As the server moved to clear the table, he was astonished to find $1,000 in cash left there by the man. He ran outside to find the customer, but he was gone. Trembling, he told the other servers, the cook, and the owner of the cafe. The owner advised him to keep it, since the man had obviously left it there on purpose. The server tried to distribute it among the other workers, but they were afraid and wouldn’t accept.

Having waited on him, the server felt sure there was no harm in the man. He’d been gracious and quiet, and strangest of all, after the server had taken his order, he had looked up in his face and asked, “And is there anything I can do for you?” The way he had looked and the tone of his voice had made the server feel as though the man meant what he said—but he had averted his eyes, embarrassed, and answered, “No, thank you.”

The server thought he had given decent service, but knew that even his best could never have earned this. From that day forward, he served every customer, no matter how rude, as though they were that man again.

The next day, the server was not there, so no one recognized the man when he came in again.

He did just as he’d done the day before. This time, he had a different server: one who took the question, “Is there anything I can do for you?” as a subtle sarcasm, a snare to see if he’d presume on the man’s kindness.

The man again left a $1,000 tip. His server was just as shocked as the first one had been, but decided it would be better not to make a fuss and slipped the money in his pocket without a word to anyone. All that day and the next, he could think of nothing but the tip.

He began to think this man must have recognized how great a server he was, and had rewarded him appropriately. How gracious, he thought, how discreet, how friendly, how professional and crisp! Why, anyone in the world would be lucky to be served by him.

He went to work from then on confident that he was the best server in the world, even, he thought, if his self-centered, ungracious customers lacked the discernment to see it. This made such a change in his conduct that he was fired in short order.

The hundred things I’d rather do than achieve my dreams

Alright, finally sitting down for another installment of chasing my calling with hard mental labor, in the form of studying for the GRE. And then the malaise hits. Suddenly playing Bejeweled, scrolling through Facebook/Twitter, calling a friend, getting a donut, cleaning my desk, or hacking through my ever-expanding reading list all sound way better than studying.

I know what will happen if I don’t: I won’t score high on the GRE or won’t take it in time, and if those don’t happen, I (most likely) won’t get into any of the grad schools I want and I’ll have to wait another year to apply again, which means putting off another year my dream of becoming a full-time English professor with benefits (yes, in this economy. I know the odds I’m up against.)

Every time I finally sit down to study (or do anything else productive), that stupid little mind-goblin is at the back of my thoughts, whispering that hey, it’s been a long week and I deserve a break, and I’ll have plenty of time next week.

Beating off that stupid little goblin is one reason I’m rushing through this blog post and not taking time to edit, so I can start afresh on the business of chasing down my dream, wrestling it to the ground, and riding it like a majestic ostrich across the sun-kissed plains of the savanna.

Totally yes.

Using Snagit to instantly let all your friends know about the “double-decker couch”

Say you’re watching a “trailer” for a “movie” (that hasn’t come out yet at the time of this publication) and the phrase/image “double-decker couch” appears (this could really be any movie). By the time you’re done peeling yourself off the carpet after falling out of your chair because you’re laughing so hard, you know you have to share this momentary comedic masterpiece with absolutely all your Facebook friends, from your most treasured comrades to those people from high school that you haven’t talked to in years and with whom you only remain connected through mutual negligence.

What do you do? Post a link to the video with directions to “omg watch this hilarious vid to 1:53 #waitforit #dyingoflaughter #rofl #rollingonthefloorlaughing #incaseyoudidntgettheacronym #goonwithoutme #mywillisintheorangecrateinthegarage”? That might be what you’d do if you didn’t have Snagit©® (and were a 15-year-old girl). With Snagit©®, you can use ©®Snagit to take that video, pause it at the exact moment of the pièce de résistance, and Snag©® It©®!

Now, you can post that photo to Facebook — or, if you’re a really smart monkey, you won’t have to, because you’ll already have set up ©®Snagit®© to automatically post it for you (which is totally a thing that it can do)! Now you can have all your friends laugh alongside you from the comfort of their electronic device of choice so you can all be buddies together!

If nothing else, it’ll be a great way to remind all those high-school people that you’re still Facebook friends so they can delete you and save you the trouble.

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[This has been an exercise in comedy advertising, and the blame for its existence may be squarely laid upon this man. The next 10 seconds of history will long remember what hath been visited upon the Internet at his behest].

SnagIt screen-capture software: a review

Snagit is a powerful tool for easily capturing, editing, exporting, and sharing images and video. Here’s a quick rundown of what it can do:

  • Capture anything you see on your screen into an image or video file
  • Edit what you’ve captured using a suite of tools
  • Upload to Google Drive, YouTube, Facebook, Twitter, Evernote, and a bunch of other services
  • Combine images into a single, large image or document file
  • Send images straight to the printer

If you’ve ever needed to show something on your computer screen, exactly the way it appeared to you, to someone who wasn’t sitting right there next to you — say, walking them through how to do something, or reporting a bug — image-capture software is the solution. Whether that means buying this particular product will depend on your needs.

First, I’ll cover the basic image, video, and text-capturing abilities and what you can do with them. Then, we’ll look at some of the cool media-sharing capabilites.

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Passing the Military Justice Improvement Act

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Flickr photo credit: Kara Huff (cavecreek4)

This is about bringing justice for victims of sexual harassment and sexual assault in the U.S. military. In all branches of the armed forces, all personnel are required to report any crimes or misconduct to the chain of command. The commanders have sole discretion in deciding whether a case is investigated or prosecuted.

However, in cases of sexual harassment and assault, the offender often is a member of the victim’s chain of command. Even when this isn’t the case, victims typically face backlash from those above and around them for reporting.

The Military Justice Improvement Act (S.1752/S.967), sponsored by Senator Kirsten Gillibrand and currently under consideration in the Senate, would transfer the power of investigation and prosecution from the chain of command to an independent judiciary.

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Album: The Man and the Terror (Matter)

Above is a statement by a talented, faithful band that’s in it for the art. Below is their complete first album.

In the words of their frontman, Eli Kellogg, “…for Matter [our music] comes out of a thankful heart to God and the meta-narrative of love, loss and restoration. We’re no ‘Christcore’ band or anything, and you’ll never get a preachy vibe from our songs. We just want to tell stories that reflect our thankfulness and passion for people who were once without hope and who have now found the way.”

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They wrote, recorded, and funded The Man and the Terror entirely on their own. Now they need the support of people who love their music and the stories they tell to help make their second album, TeraphimSo listen, read, and I hope you love what you hear! (more…)

The Key to Success: Grit (?)

Talent doesn’t make you successful. Neither does going to a good school, learning quickly and easily, or having a high IQ. This does. (She told me this was worth six and a half minutes of my time — and she was right!)

A Little Ray of Sunshine

Well worth six and a half minutes of your day.

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Other profession: becoming a voice actor!

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Oh yeah, I have a voiceover demo! This is a 40-second sample of my mutovocal abilities, geared towards doing voices for animation or videogames. Right now, my focus is on writing, but this is something else that I’ll be pursuing, developing, and researching (possibly not in that order).

 

And yes, I made up the word “mutovocal.” As an English major, I’m allowed to do that. Brownies to the first to figure out and tell me its etymology.

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