To a lot of my friends, it probably might seem like I have been being distant recently. Wanna know a secret? It was all planned. For the majority of this semester I've been ignoring people. I want to become a ghost. I want the impressions that I've left on Binghamton to slowly fade away as if I had never been there. The reason I'm acting this way is because I don't like farewells. I dislike finishing books because I'm sad to see the story end for crying out loud. I don't know why, but feeling like I'm important to people makes me uncomfortable. However, when it really comes down to it, I can't justify it, and so I won't try to any further.
The point of this post is that I've realized that even though I would like to be forgotten and ignore all my friends, I still need people in my life. I can't just not make new friends or stop talking to old friends, I just don't have it in me. I have an undying need to be as social as a butterfly.
With that said, I'd like to say that I'm sorry to all the people I've been ignoring. I've decided to stop thinking ahead so much. I'm going to cross all bridges when I come to them and just live my life the way I want to live it, regardless of what lies in store in the future.
On a side note, why the hell does everything I write these days come off as depressing? The next post I make will be about something more light, I promise =]
Classy, I like that
07 April 2011
24 March 2011
People
A friend of mine showed me the following video, and I would encourage everyone I know to watch it:
I'm not sure what I want to say about this, other than that I feel it is an incredibly beautiful tribute to people. It reminded me that I have faith in humanity. It's easy to lose sight of how intelligent, articulate, and passionate the people around us can be. I feel as though many of us are afraid to reach out to the people around us because of cultural predispositions, exemplifying current events, or just because we're so lost in our own world that the thought of touching someone else's would be like jumping further into a hole that we can't get out of.
If I wanted, I could count the number of times that people have let me down. I cannot, however, count the number of times that people have surprised and inspired me. I have faith in people because of this, no matter their race, color or creed.
I'm not sure what I want to say about this, other than that I feel it is an incredibly beautiful tribute to people. It reminded me that I have faith in humanity. It's easy to lose sight of how intelligent, articulate, and passionate the people around us can be. I feel as though many of us are afraid to reach out to the people around us because of cultural predispositions, exemplifying current events, or just because we're so lost in our own world that the thought of touching someone else's would be like jumping further into a hole that we can't get out of.
If I wanted, I could count the number of times that people have let me down. I cannot, however, count the number of times that people have surprised and inspired me. I have faith in people because of this, no matter their race, color or creed.
12 January 2011
The Last Man
There's a graphic novel series by the name of Y: The Last Man. The premise of said novel: there is a virus ravaging the globe that only infects people possessing a Y chromosome. Eventually, every living male dies, and the world becomes consumed with pandemonium. There is but one man who is immune to the virus, and his life then becomes a struggle for survival.
My question is, what would you do if you were that one man? Or, if you find yourself to be a lady type, what would you do if you were the last woman?
There are a few options, but none that I found offered any completely positive outcome. Keep in mind that an assumption of the hypothetical is that a majority of the remaining people on the planet would be extremist and desperate. With that in mind, here are the options that I was able to conjure up:
1) Turn yourself in. You could hand yourself over to the remaining women and subjugate yourself to being tested for possibly the rest of your life. The reasoning here is that your sacrifice could save humanity. Even if the people ruthlessly hunting you down wouldn't necessarily have your best interests in mind, their overall goal would be tantamount to your own: to save the human race.
2) Start a colony. Another solution would be to live your life on the run, with the hope that eventually you may encounter people who would not have malicious intents for you. One thing of note is that it is very, very hard to convince an extremist that they are wrong of something, and you would most likely have to live the rest of your life in seclusion. The caveat of starting a colony outside the gaze of your headhunters is as your colony grows, the harder it would be to keep it a secret. If your overall goal is to keep humanity alive, then at some point your settlement is going to grow in size to the point where it becomes noticeable. If this happens, conflict is likely to occur, and you'd be fooling yourself into thinking that you could have the resources to hold off the large numbers of those opposing your small colony.
3) Suicide/Castration. Show everyone that they are wrong to do what they are doing in hunting you, but at the same time ensure the end of humanity.
What would I do? I don't think I would choose the third option as I don't feel as though I have the right to decide the fate of an entire race. While the majority of the population would be extremist, there would still be those out there who wouldn't agree with that point of view, and I feel it would be wrong to end their hopes for a better future. Overall, I just feel it would be too selfish. As for the second option, I feel the risk of suffering is too great. If your colony were discovered, the lives of many would now be in danger, rather than just your own. Because of this, I think I would go with the first option, and sacrifice myself in hopes that a cure could be found. My life is just one of billions, and if by volunteering myself to ensure that humanity could be preserved, I think that might be worth it in the end.
So what I really want to know is,
What would you do if you were in such a position?
Let me know what you think, but until next time,
Stay classy
My question is, what would you do if you were that one man? Or, if you find yourself to be a lady type, what would you do if you were the last woman?
There are a few options, but none that I found offered any completely positive outcome. Keep in mind that an assumption of the hypothetical is that a majority of the remaining people on the planet would be extremist and desperate. With that in mind, here are the options that I was able to conjure up:
1) Turn yourself in. You could hand yourself over to the remaining women and subjugate yourself to being tested for possibly the rest of your life. The reasoning here is that your sacrifice could save humanity. Even if the people ruthlessly hunting you down wouldn't necessarily have your best interests in mind, their overall goal would be tantamount to your own: to save the human race.
2) Start a colony. Another solution would be to live your life on the run, with the hope that eventually you may encounter people who would not have malicious intents for you. One thing of note is that it is very, very hard to convince an extremist that they are wrong of something, and you would most likely have to live the rest of your life in seclusion. The caveat of starting a colony outside the gaze of your headhunters is as your colony grows, the harder it would be to keep it a secret. If your overall goal is to keep humanity alive, then at some point your settlement is going to grow in size to the point where it becomes noticeable. If this happens, conflict is likely to occur, and you'd be fooling yourself into thinking that you could have the resources to hold off the large numbers of those opposing your small colony.
3) Suicide/Castration. Show everyone that they are wrong to do what they are doing in hunting you, but at the same time ensure the end of humanity.
What would I do? I don't think I would choose the third option as I don't feel as though I have the right to decide the fate of an entire race. While the majority of the population would be extremist, there would still be those out there who wouldn't agree with that point of view, and I feel it would be wrong to end their hopes for a better future. Overall, I just feel it would be too selfish. As for the second option, I feel the risk of suffering is too great. If your colony were discovered, the lives of many would now be in danger, rather than just your own. Because of this, I think I would go with the first option, and sacrifice myself in hopes that a cure could be found. My life is just one of billions, and if by volunteering myself to ensure that humanity could be preserved, I think that might be worth it in the end.
So what I really want to know is,
What would you do if you were in such a position?
Let me know what you think, but until next time,
Stay classy
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