Big dreams in small hands….

Change the world

It’s true I do want to change the world. Maybe I have a God complex but I really just think things are and have always been going terribly wrong. When school violence happens everyday, when people treat others like shit because they are a little different, when wearing the wrond clothes can brand you as an outcast for life and when one family declares the death of their neighbors son and daughters to be “good” how can the world change.

It gets worse

I receantly read The Devil Came on Horseback, in the book Brian Steidle talks about his time observing a “cease fire” in Darfur. What he saw could make anyone with a heart sick. Women, men, and children all being killed simply for the color of their skin. Geonocide. The Government of Sudan was not-so-secretly systematically killing the black population in Darfur.

To read about what was, and is still happening in Darfur scares me to death. How do we do this to people. How do we not stand up to stop it.  We go to Iraq an Afghanistan in search of two men and WMD’s, but we ignore the entire govenrment killing off its people for no reason other than hate.

What can one person do

When I think all that is going wrong with human-kind it practically paralyzes me into doing nothing. Where do we start.  For a long time I have considered the PeaceCorps as a great option. But it still isn’t enough. I am a passafist at heart, but without violence how do you stop a people from killing others when they seem to nothing wrong with killing others.  Where do we even begin.

Make the difference

With all that is going wrong in the world change is not going to happen over night. It’s not going to happen through one campaign or one peace organization. It is going to start with me, it is going to start with you. It is going to happen because we mus start caring for our neighbors like we care for those in Darfur. It is going to start when we recognize that we are all not so different. It starts when you and I stop treating those around us lesss like they are simply in our way and more like they are our family. When we love all those around us. Imagine that.

 

Peace…

 

 

Brave the blogosphere

Well here I am. After reading a New York Times Magazine article,about the how revealing to much personal information in a blog can backfire I feel the need to test the theory myself.

First things first                                                                                                                

Clearly after reading such good advice I choose to do the opposite and share some personal information with you

1.  I really am from Fargo.  No I do not talk funny. Yes we have running water. No I will not throw you into a woodchipper.
2. I am a student at North Dakota State University. I am studying journalism and criminal justice, not farming.
3. I am 21 years old and not a habitual drunk.
4. I hate lies. Lie to me and we will never be friends again.
5. I am an editor for my schools paper The Spectrum.
6. I have been in love, and lost it all. I am still a happy person.
7. I desperatly want a tattoo but get nervous that I will hate it when I am old and gray.
8. The thought of children scares me to death. Speaking of which a new show called The Baby Borrowers is coming it on NBC it looks hillarious. 
9. I am an only child and I was not spoiled, well maybe just a little.
10. I couldn’t live with out music.

More to come

At 2:30 in the morning this seems like a pretty good place to end my first post. Maybe somone will read it and come back for more. There is bound to be something amazing I can share.

 

Peace…

 

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