I’m sure you all have surmised by now that this site is pretty much dead, but I wanted to leave this post to make it official.
Maybe I’ll resurrect O Chius! someday, but don’t hold your breath; I’m just too occupied with other, more important things these days.
So long, Chius. You were good while you lasted.
I was going to write an opinion piece (otherwise known as those long, cynicism-laced rants Caleb’s prone to go on and on about) on this issue, but I decided I’d spare you. Instead, I’ll provide you with two very well written pieces that pretty much say the same things I was going to say anyway. I like to be efficient, you know. And because I know the majority of you people reading this are either 1) lazy as sin, or 2) too ADD to remember to click on the links (sigh), I’ll even be so kind as to give you some highlights. Keep in mind that these snippets are not an excuse to not bother reading the columns for yourself (lazy SOB’s), but rather to pique your interest and make you want to read more of that good stuff.
“‘Bong Hits 4 Jesus’ does not advocate any type of drug use, anyway. It’s funny, it’s controversial, but it doesn’t make me want to dash to the nearest source of some cannibus I can hunt down…”
This blog post is great because it summarizes the issue nicely, gives some opinions on the matter, and — most importantly — includes some links to other good resources on the topic at hand (as well as related information). Plus, it’s pretty short, for those of you who truly are too stinking lazy to read more than a few paragraphs).
“Scalia begins to bogart the argument at this point and asks whether a school that held an anti-drug rally in the gym would have to permit a student to wear a button that says, ‘Smoke pot. It’s fun.’ Mertz repeats that student protest can’t be ‘disruptive.’ Scalia retorts that ‘undermining what the school is trying to teach’ is pretty disruptive. Kennedy asks about a student sporting a button that says, ‘Rape is fun.’ Mertz says students may not advocate violent crime. This sets Scalia off again. ‘So, they can only advocate non-violent crime?’ he snorts. ‘Like, “Extortion is profitable?”‘ He adds that ‘this is a very, very, with all due respect, ridiculous line.’”
This article is great because it goes more in-depth into the issue, and includes the arguments put forth by the opposing parties, as well as — my favorite part — all the squabbling and bickering on the parts of the justices and attorneys. I mean, just look at that quote up there. Aren’t you dying to read more of that jibba-jabba?
And I think that’ll be it for today. I’m going to leave it at that, lest this post turn into the very endless diatribe I sought to avoid. Enjoy those links, and leave a comment for me with your own opinion, if you have one.
My professor just told us that she loves watching The Fresh Prince of Bel Air because she finds it relaxing. This was unexpected, coming from a middle aged Indian Fulbright PhD. Needless to say, I was quite tickled at this revalation.
I just finished my first midterm. A hundred questions in sixty minutes. I’ve never heard of such a timeframe for an exam before. Am I just way off, or is 36 seconds per question a little tight?
My psych professor just said, “It’s a psychological fact that has been proven…”
Hearing this come from the mouth of a psychology professor would send chills down any psychologist’s spine. We never use the “P” word in psychology! Ever. It’s the dirtiest of dirty words in this discipline.
We don’t use the “F” word either, if we can avoid it. It’s not quite as bad as the “P” word, but it’s dangerously close to the same thing.
And she just used them both in the same sentence. Just three words apart from each other. Needless to say, I stopped listening at that point.
There’s a guy about ten feet from me detailing the ending of Children of Men to his buddy, and I really wish he’d shut the heck up. I want to find out how it ends by watching it, you jackass, not by overhearing you loudly explaining it to your dumb friend.
In other news, I just witnessed a girl finish a bottle of Naked Juice, walk over to the corner where a trash can and a recycling bin are standing side by side, look at them both, and then toss it into the trash can. I almost yelled at her right then and there, but I restrained myself, which is good because I’m in my psych classroom and that would have been really awkward.
If the library of Alexandria hadn’t burned down circa 48 B.C., anthropologists have theorized that nuclear arms would have been readily available during the American Civil War.
That’s what the professor just said. That’s right, I’m in class. Back in school. Ugh.
It’s a night class; I’m here from 7:00 til 10:00. After working all day. That makes for a 14 hour day every Thursday for the next 16 weeks. Oish.
But at least I’ll be all graduated up by the time it’s over. Finally. So that’s exciting.
But it’s gonna be a long 16 weeks…
The following isn’t my writing, but it may as well be. You took the words right out of my mouth, annonymous author.
-Caleb
I’ll pray for Revrend Ted.
Originally Posted: Fri, 3 Nov 12:26 MST on Craigslist.org
I’m a Christian. I don’t thump on a Bible, or prop myself up in public proclaiming to be more rightous than others. My Bible says you shouldn’t do that. I don’t belong to a church more opulant than a palace in a city where thousands sleep on the street. My Bible says to help the poor, not riticule them or judge them for their “weakness”. My Bible says something about how difficlut it is for a rich man to get to heaven. I don’t believe a church that seems more concerned with fund raising than helping others is really doing God’s work. I don’t believe in juding others. I don’t believe it’s ok to drive by a begger and calm my concious by saying “they’re just a drug addict.” I believe a Christian cares for a drug addict. I believe a Christian socieity should have a way to reach out to a drug addict. If they turn away our help, I beleve we should reach out again. And again.
The Jesus I follow spent a fair ammount of time in the company of a prostitute. He didn’t judge her. The Jesus I follow said a lot about the old laws being wiped away and being replaced by one simple law- love each other as I have loved you.
I am a Christian and find it ironic that its difficult to find a Christian church that represents my values. The Jesus I follow would be more concerned with figuring out how the richest country on earth could help it’s southern neighbor- where people are living like animals- than how much tax money is being spent on “illegals”. I don’t think my Jesus would call anyone “illegal”.
My Jesus spent much of his life in the company of those socieity found unfit. I believe my Jesus would have loved gays as much as hetrosexuals. I don’t think my Jesus would lobby for a constitutional amendment that legalizes descrimination against them.
I’m a Christian, but never say so in public. I’m an American, but am embarased to fly my flag. I wish the symbols of my faith and country represented what I believe. Once they did. I used to wear a cross around my neck. I used to have a flag on my house. Now people who represent values that I find very non-christ like have taken ownership of what theses symbols represent.
I hope there are others who believe what I believe. I hope there are others who feel like I do. I hope that one day we can do Christian work that matters- helping the poor, healing the sick, protecting the earth- and stop fighting about things that are simply devisive ploys politicians use to get our votes. I don’t like abortion. I don’t like war even more. I don’t like turning a blind eye to the poor even more than that.
If you agree with me, join me. It’s easy. You don’t have to sign anything or agree to a docterine. You just have to do what you know is right.
* Someone from the past resurfaces to shake things up, again.
* Charles gets asked to leave a wedding after causing a scene and offending the bride, and possibly the in-laws.
* I get a new job. And with it, a more reasonable wage and a little more free time.
* I exercise my flabby, slovenly literary muscles by reading at least three books in their entirety. This would be a landmark feat for me, which is pretty embarassing…
* Someone I know winds up in the hospital. Tasteless jokes follow.
* I have to call 9-1-1. This may or may not be related to the person who ends up in the hospital.
* A Three’s Company style misunderstanding lands me in trouble with the law.
* I finally get my effing bachelor’s degree, after seven years of bumbling through college like a drunk sailor in the Macy’s Parade.
* A friend and I have to have a really awkward talk, you know, “to sort things out”.
* Brent gets an STD. And pregnant.
* A political figure gets assassinated, or maybe commits suicide. Maybe both happen.
* Someone I know gets knocked up, who’s not Brent.
* One of the cast members of Cheers dies.
* Following a lucky 2006 in the laundry department, the washing machine finally destroys one of my good shirts.
* I make a new friend, and become better friends with an old one.
* O Chius! actually gets some readership outside of Poway. Now that’d be something!
So there we have it. Check back in December, when I’ll revisit these predictions and see how well I did. Until then, have a splendid 2007!