When dealing with immigration we should remember that it’s
about families, not borders. It’s so
easy for us to get so concerned with nationalism, patriotism and technicalities
that we forget that people are people and deserve our respect. Over the course of this semester I’ve done a
thorough investigation of why so many Americans rage and are overly concerned
with immigrants. I took a Latin American
culture and history class to better understand why this happens and what we
must understand to overcome it.
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Monday, April 20, 2015
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
It's up to you now
Pictured is the treaty with the Delaware Indians
Chief Seattle gives his address shortly before the purchase
of his tribe’s lands and territory by the United States of America. He reminds his people of the overwhelming
tide of the ‘palefaces’ sweeping over their lands with powerful imagery. His most commonly used tool in his rhetoric is
imagery and simile. He connects the
powerful struggles in nature with his own people’s trial as they are overcome
by the invading white men. With these
natural and even elemental comparisons, it is easy to relate with the native
tribe as they are overpowered by these forces.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Live Free or Die
The years preceding Camille Desmoulins were filled
with increasing levels of public angst.
France had just gone through a financial crisis and their congress was
convened to try and procure emergency funds.
The people were represented with the great exception of the third estate
which represented the most populous lower class. Their representatives were actually locked
out of the meeting. This was gasoline on
the already smoldering rage against the centuries old class system. Later pamphlets came out trying to unify the
third estate and they began to identify themselves as the ‘real France.’ It was in this setting that Desmoulins wrote
his treatise “live free or die.”
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Cut the Chauvinism
I'm all for patriotism, but when it turns into chauvinism I believe we need to cut it out. Our excessive pride in country needs to be tempered so that we can accept the new people and their ideas.
Friday, February 27, 2015
Haters gonna hate
This assignment has been quite the ride. Originally I started out with some general, warm and fuzzy ideas about how we should be more accepting of people coming to our country in search of a better life. I thought the dogma I was attacking was racial haughtiness mixed with overzealous nationalism. Since racism is talked about a lot I wanted to discuss something fresh and dug a little deeper.
Illegal immigration has opinions ranging from intolerant to permissive to hateful to accepting to you name it. After getting to see a personal side of the issue by getting to know people in Mexico, the “illegals” crossed that way because the legal process is out of their monetary reach. I saw that the majority crossing were seeking prosperity, safety, and new life. That’s noble right? It sounds to me a lot like the “pursuit of happiness.” If that’s not “American” I don’t know what is.
Monday, February 23, 2015
What is an American really?
The majority of people look at illegal immigration as
something bad. The negativity isn’t just
reserved to those who are actually illegal immigrants however. Some even go so far to generalize all Hispanic
people as illegal immigrants, flagrant disrespecters of the law, and all
class of criminals. This discrimination has had its affect on many laws and general practices respecting people of Hispanic
descent. I’ve lived in Mexico and I’ve learned
that many of the people there regard western United States as still part of
Mexico since it was wrongfully ‘taken’ from them by the U.S. as part of the ‘booty
of war’. All these negative feelings are
broiled into one big general dislike of each other’s culture and lawfulness.
Friday, February 6, 2015
Lord of the 99
Once upon a true story, my parents went to the temple two
hours away from our home. The sad tale
started much like any other: there were
some goodbyes, some hugs, and kisses.
However, as the wheels of my parent’s car turned out of the driveway,
the glint in my sister’s eye made my blood turn cold. It was as if a switch had been flipped in her
mind. Gone were the warm smiles, gone
were the sweet promises to be nice, and appeared the horrifying terror of the
abyss.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Is it good or evil?
“What matters is what you do with what you know.” – Susan
I feel that statement has many applications in our lives,
whether we be preparing for our careers or future families. In this class and our analysis of rhetoric,
it seems that we can effectively incorporate this
ancient knowledge into virtually every aspect of our lives. Whether we are giving speeches, reports, writing to our employees or bosses, the
principle of ad fontes appears in the adoption of the ancient
thinkers' works and their incorporation into our modern communication.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Meekness and Boldness - a fitting combination
John Colet faced a peculiar situation when he addressed the
clergy in 1512. The famous 95 theses of
Martin Luther had not yet been nailed to the church door and thoughts of ‘reforming
the churches practices were still ‘somewhat’ tolerated. However, if Colet had tried to give this same
address after Luther posted his theses he would probably have been burned at
the stake. Luckily for Colet he found
himself in more tolerant circumstances.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Civil but Keen Debate
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Of Expression and Meditation
“So we see in the gift of eloquence, wherein some have such
a facility and promptness, and that which we call a present wit, so easy, that
they are ever ready upon all occasions, and never to be surprised; and others
more heavy and slow, never venture to utter anything but what they have long
premeditated, and taken great care and pains to fit and prepare.” Montaigne
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
The Wheels That Forge
My journey was inspired by my good Boy Scout and young men’s
leaders. It was the epic journey that
would turn little “squeakin’ deacons,” teachers and priests into men. The expedition was preceded by many days and
months of training rides; rides that made us question if we really were going
to be able to complete the high adventure when that fateful week arrived. When it did arrive, we were shipped off to
northern California and placed ourselves in the hands of a higher power.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
Be Bold
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Brothers We, No Matter Where, No Matter When
My family has a very
interesting tie to the biggest war in history. However, their greatness wasn't always shown in the battlefield, although
many times it was, rather it was shown in their everyday acts as everyday
latter-day saints in a war-torn country.
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