Sunday, October 26, 2008
ENG 95 Quoting Research
*Note the MLA format in citations. After each quote, a "coming to terms" statement is given in my own words. The second half of the paragraph allows for the rest of the essay to either forward or counter Gore's thesis.
ENG 101 Rhetorical Precis
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Presidential Candidates' Websites
Barack Obama: http://www.barackobama.com/index.php
John McCain: http://www.johnmccain.com/splash32615.htmhttp://www.johnmccain.com/splash32615.htm
Also on our ballot: Alan Keyes, Ralph Nader, Bob Barr, and Cynthia McCinney.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
The Editorial Cartoon
Sunday, October 5, 2008
This I Believe Rough Draft
With the knowledge that this may make me sound like a geek, some of my best friends have been books. First, there was Little Women. It was the first book that was actually mine. Before Jo, Amy, and Beth (I never liked Meg), I always had to return my friends to the library after two weeks. But from the first crease in the velvet-coated cover, these three stayed with me. I wanted to be as sweet as Beth, as pretty as Amy, and as independent and accomplished as Jo.
By the time I was carrying a copy of Catcher in the Rye in my backpack, I had met a lot of friends through the pages of well-worn books. When I discovered in 10th grade that two well-known murderers also carried the Salinger book with them at all times, I realized my identification with Holden Caulfield might not be such a great thing. So I looked to other authors for friends that could lead me down less violent paths.
There was Plath's autobiographical sketch in The Bell Jar. Okay, she was crazy and suicidal, but she was also insanely funny and eventually overcomes her depression. She was a beacon of hope to me; she survives even though Plath succumbs to her mental illness. Taming of the Shrew's Katarina was the naughty friend your parents wouldn't let you hang out with, but I got to hang out with her anytime I wanted. Margaret Atwood's version of the girl everyone wants to be is Cordelia from Cat's Eye. Come to think of it, she's a little off-kilter too.
Which friends had a good influence on me? Hamlet taught me to use my words with care (and slip in a pun or two in veiled insults). The mothers and daughters of Amy Tan's Joy Luck Club reminded me that the distance between my mother and myself was not as far as it often seemed. Charlotte taught me the importance of words, while Wilbur spurred on the unwavering belief of hope. Ender inspired me to self-reflect and make amends. Scout spoke her mind about injustices in the world, as only a child can see them. The six friends from A Secret History were the most intellectual, heart-warming murderers I ever encountered. Hussein's Kite Runner allowed me to see the world through another's eyes, and that, yes, you can go back again to make things right.
I met friends in the yellowed-pages of trashy paperbacks and in the gilded cloth of "high literature." And, yet, the book that is my best friend was long neglected.
I first encountered A Circle of Friends many years ago. My grandmother was the quintessential bibliophile and brought me my love of books. Probably the only book I ever "stole" from her is the story of overweight Benny and abandoned Eve. It is set in Ireland, the roots of my family, and is about as harmless a narrative as was ever told. There is not a single swear word, no violence, and sex scenes that could be shown on the Disney Channel. But for many years, it was my comforting friend. Home sick with a cold? Wrap up in a warm blanket and skip to the part in the middle where Benny meets Jack Foley. Tired from cramming for exams? Start at the beginning and you'll be asleep in no time (as if my grandmother was reading the story to me herself). Had a fight with your boyfriend? Frantically skim the section in which Eve almost stabs Nan.
Missing your grandmother? Just holding the book will bring her back.
The lovely, soft woman who raised me contracted abdominal lymphoma a year ago in June. Her decline was rapid, and by July she was permanently hospitalized. Chemo and radiation only sped up the shutting-down of her body. On August 22nd, we decided as a family that she would come home to die in peace. We planned Christmas, knowing it would be her last. I rearranged the furniture in my grandparents' living room so that she would be "where the action was," not relegated to the bedroom as if she was sick. She would come home on the 24th after she had built up some strength.
On the 23rd, Granny was very tired. Her eyes closed unwillingly, and her words were muffled and strained.
When I arrived at the hospital on the 24th, it was evident that she was not coming home that day. I had brought Circle of Friends with me on the morning. Not having read it in years, I knew it would be a joy to read it to my grandmother just as she had read it with me all those years ago. She was tired, but she could listen to one of her favorite stories and hear my voice.
"Benny was large and square, but she wouldn't look like that in the pink velvet dress. She would be just like the fairy dancers they had seen on the stage." These were the last words my grandmother heard that night. They are marked in my old tattered copy, the one that I had inadvertently taken from my grandmother all those years ago.
Feeling lonely? Turn to page 4 and start with the starred passage. I am immediately surrounded by all of my old friends. Holden. Jo. Katarina. Benny.
Granny.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Eng 95: A Rhetorical Analysis of "Indians Question Police Response to Recent Bombings"
Somini Sengupta's "Indians Question Police Response to Recent Bombings," reported in Oct 3's New York Times, discusses the recent violence in India and the police's reactions to that violence. In the last four months, approximately 150 people have been killed in terrorist attacks around the country, but most predominantly around New Delhi. For the most part this violence has been viewed as the work of Muslim separatists (the Hindi/Muslim conflict has been a source of conflict in India for years, which is actually why Pakistan separated itself from India. Thus, Pakistan is "predominantly" Muslim and India is "predominantly" Hindi).
My personal reaction
What I find striking in this account is the Indian public's questioning of the police accounts. The police's version of events focus on the fact that they have thwarted planned terrorist attacks by arresting (and often killing) suspected Muslim terrorists. The public is questioning these accounts by pointing out that some of those arrested/killed included preachers, students, scrap dealers, etc. In essence, fairly "regular" citizens. Yet, the police say these people were trained in the southern jungles of India by groups inspired by Osama bin Laden (and, of course, anytime one mentions bin Laden, the fear factor goes up). They also question how certain suspects escape, when the raids allow for an over-abundance of officers and guardsmen? Or why/how did the detective in one of the raids die when he should have been wearing protective armor?
This questioning is the type of questioning that I believe U.S. citizens should be doing more frequently. As a nation, we tend to believe what our officials report to us, and how the media reports it. We don't ask the questions, because often we don't realize there could even be other sides to the story.
A look at the author's rhetorical choices
Even in the reporting of this story, there are clues for the average citizen to look more closely. The author refers to India as "fractious and sprawling." Already the reader is supposed to believe that India is divided. The author questions the courts of India by questioning their "effectiveness" and calling them "overburdened." If the courts are that ineffective, then the reader will possibly sympathize with the police's actions. They must take action, because the courts probably won't (or at least this is what the author wants us to believe). He continues to call the nation "divided," but focuses that division on the Muslim community. They have a "deep well of anger among" them and "complain bitterly." This bitterness and anger could influence the reader into believing that this could cause the Muslim community to react irrationally (as we often do when we are angry)--thus supporting the idea that they are terrorists.
However, the author also uses rhetoric to question the police accounts. He writes that the police seized "what they called incriminating evidence," but they offered no details. By emphasizing that the police are calling it incriminating, the author is indicating that the average public might not call it incriminating. He highlights the fact that the police won't divulge details to allow the reader to question if the evidence actually even exists.
I also wondered if the reader was getting the whole picture. In one paragraph, Sengupta writes that the streets are covered flies which hover over the tainted drinking water. I know that the conditions in India can be deplorable, but is this the entire picture? Where are the descriptions of their universities and business sectors? He only focuses on the extremely impoverished areas.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
This I Believe Brainstorm
I BELIEVE
that education is the key to our future.
that education doesn't only occur in the classroom.
in the comfort of a good book.
that music can save your sanity.
in dads, not fathers.
the least important thing about me is how I look.
that I will always be insecure about my looks.
in being early.
that fear is the worst ailment a person can have.
that a purr is the most beautiful sound.
in the power of words.
in vegetarianism.
in equal pay for equal work.
that the only boundaries between countries are created by humanity--that border doesn't really exist.
in the power of holding hands.
that cell phones isolate instead of bring people together.
that unwrapping a present is one of the greatest joys in life.
in sleep.
the children are our future.
I can fly.
Okay, the last two are a joke.


