You know, my original idea for this blog was to use it as a sketch blog. Yeah. That's worked out real well...
Image ganked from Corbis for sketching purposes. I own nothing. (It's this one, actually)
Friday, January 4, 2008
Huh.
You know, my original idea for this blog was to use it as a sketch blog. Yeah. That's worked out real well...
Image ganked from Corbis for sketching purposes. I own nothing. (It's this one, actually)
Sunday, June 10, 2007
The Kite Runner
I've just finished reading The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini, and it is a glorious and beautiful book.
And depressing as hell, despite the fact that it ends on a light note (compared to the rest of the book).
It is the type of book that should make you cry, the type of book that you can't stand to put down, except you must because all of sudden everything that happens to the characters becomes too much to bear and you can't stand reading it any longer. And then you go right back to it only half and hour later.
There are no really truly strong female characters, though Soroya comes close. But that's okay, because it's about the male characters, and lets face it, you only really have two female characters who are actually alive through the course of the story. That, and the Afghani culture that does prevail throughout the book, which seems so familiar and yet so strange at the same time.
Khaled Hosseini has a golden tongue with which he writes a most fantastic story that seems utterly and completely true, because how could it not? The main character is flawed in the most humanistic and realistic ways possible, and the supporting cast is viewed through the narrator's eye, and Hosseini never breaks that perspective. And so the book is so utterly real, it is almost a relief that The Kite Runners is a piece of fiction, while breaking your heart that Amir does not exist except in paper.
And depressing as hell, despite the fact that it ends on a light note (compared to the rest of the book).
It is the type of book that should make you cry, the type of book that you can't stand to put down, except you must because all of sudden everything that happens to the characters becomes too much to bear and you can't stand reading it any longer. And then you go right back to it only half and hour later.
There are no really truly strong female characters, though Soroya comes close. But that's okay, because it's about the male characters, and lets face it, you only really have two female characters who are actually alive through the course of the story. That, and the Afghani culture that does prevail throughout the book, which seems so familiar and yet so strange at the same time.
Khaled Hosseini has a golden tongue with which he writes a most fantastic story that seems utterly and completely true, because how could it not? The main character is flawed in the most humanistic and realistic ways possible, and the supporting cast is viewed through the narrator's eye, and Hosseini never breaks that perspective. And so the book is so utterly real, it is almost a relief that The Kite Runners is a piece of fiction, while breaking your heart that Amir does not exist except in paper.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
I Am Supportive of Our Military
Usually.
America, truly, today, I am proud of you.
Congratulations. I really, have nothing to say.
Except: how insanely stupid can you be?
Does sexual orientation even matter?
Okay, fine, maybe if you're going to be constantly hit on and that sort of thing really bothers you: but this is a place of work, you aren't supposed to be doing that crap, to your same sex or towards the opposite sex. That's called "Sexual harassment", and it's not allowed no matter your sexual orientation.
And if you're going to discharge someone for sending messages to someone called his boyfriend, what about firing those who had sexually explicit messages to their loved ones? I mean, we like to pretend that all men are created equal, and should thus be created equally. I guess it's just something we've forgotten to do in these past two hundred odd years.
America, truly, today, I am proud of you.
Congratulations. I really, have nothing to say.
Except: how insanely stupid can you be?
Does sexual orientation even matter?
Okay, fine, maybe if you're going to be constantly hit on and that sort of thing really bothers you: but this is a place of work, you aren't supposed to be doing that crap, to your same sex or towards the opposite sex. That's called "Sexual harassment", and it's not allowed no matter your sexual orientation.
And if you're going to discharge someone for sending messages to someone called his boyfriend, what about firing those who had sexually explicit messages to their loved ones? I mean, we like to pretend that all men are created equal, and should thus be created equally. I guess it's just something we've forgotten to do in these past two hundred odd years.
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