Questions about Democracy

     In this article, I read about how two U.S. born terrorists who were apart of Al Qaeda were killed early this morning. It make me question... How can you go from living in the greatest country on Earth to attempting to kill innocent people from that same place? What would drive a person to do that?
     The other questions I ask include... How can any roup say that this attack was without due process?? This man targeted innocent Americans on several different occasions. While I have a serious hatred for terrorists i wonder sometimes what their families think? Do they truly believe that their father was a martyr? That he had a positive impact on the world? Come on... The only agenda he had was one filled with plans of destruction. While no death is good, maybe some are more needed than others. And in this case, killing two men who seemed horrible probably saved thousands and thousands of lives.
     I know that I will never complain aout life ere in America, especially when I see the places others live. For example Yemen seems like a huge waste of space. It is a breeding ground for terrorists and it's government has no profound impact on the world... in essence it provides the rest of the world with nothing, and so it should be treated like nothing.

Going Nowhere Fast

My last post was about how I constantly think about the future, and the thing that bugs me most is some that some kids I know are not planning on going to college. I understand skipping school to serve our country but some kids I know, who are smart kids, plan on working minimum wage jobs. They insist that there are $60,000 jobs waiting for them right out of high school, hello no there are not. College is a necessity in the day we live in, and some degrees mean more than others and some majors are totally worthless. If you are going to go to college you should go where you will succeed, and go somewhere that will help you when you graduate. Basically put yourself in a place to succeed... And if anyone does read this blog and they aren't planning on getting a good education you can just stop reading... because a good education is something people all over the world will never get to have. That right there is the second Doze.

The Future?

     Being a senior is heck of a lot easier than being a junior. This year I have hardly worked, and my focus has fallen on other things. I constantly check my email for free college applications and any resuts on applications I already sent in. I worry everyday about where I will get in at, and I hope and hope and hope that if I get into somewhere I want to go that my family will be ale t afford it. How can you put a price on education? Obviously it is easy for me to ask when I don't have to keep a university up and running, but $50,000 a year? A bit excessive. I want to get into Fordham because I love New York, it also might be because my two cousins that I look up to most went there.

     Unfortunately for me I wil probably have to play a sport I really don't enjoy to pay for whatever schooling I get. This morning my mom told me that if I don't plan on playng that I beter look a cheaper schools. She told me later that she was sorry and that wherever I went we would try and make it work. But she was right. Going somewhere that costs $50,000 a year is not worth it if I wouldn't be receiving any money towards it. Sometimes I get caught up in the prestige of a place and feel locked on it. I want to be able to tell my kids where I went to college and have them say, "Wow Dad. That's amazing."  Maybe that is something I need to workon, or maybe not. Maybe I shouldn't be afraid to want what I want, but I am.
   
     The scariest thing to me is making my mom spend money on me. College is so expensive, especially when I urge my mom not to bu me some type of everyday thing that I really need. Spending 200 grand on college is way out of the question to me because I know what my mom has done to keep my family afloat. From selling stocks she was urged not to sell to selling some of her books to Half-Price books. Maybe I just want something better for my mom. That is probably it. Because any time we go shopping I will pick out things for my mom to buy herself, when she would never dream of doing that. My dad on the other hand falls victim to my grandfather's saying "convenience equals cost." Then again my dad is a whole different discussion for a different day... so there is the first dose of the daily doze. 

Assorted Poetry

Life is a ride on the subway,
     meeting people from all walks of life.
     Most close their eyes.
     To dream of something better,
     to escape from their reality.
     Until they come to the stop they need.
Their eyes open, as rest turns to hustle and bustle.
     And you hustle and bustle,
     until your time comes
     to close our eyes
     and dream.
But in the end, the subway takes you from one place to the next,
     the middle man of life and death.         


She walks slowly
     attempting to elude the ever judging eyes.
Her face is one of tender youth,
     barely in her teens.
Yet something is different
     in her attempt to escape.
The hooded sweatsheart she wore
     for several months is now pulled off,
     revealing a young girl forced into motherhood.


"How could you?" shouted Judgement.
"Take it easy!" pled Care.
Rebellion stood his ground, "I can handle myself."
Compassion sobbed, "You're only eighteen!"
"I know that! Just let me go." screamed Disrespect.
As Sadness reappeared I knew life was going to change.
"Then go." replied Scrutiny.
"Don't listen to him!" whined Mercy.
Love spoke in a broken voice, "Do what you want Youth. You always have."
"Fine." Betrayal answered, "I'll be fine."
And the door slammed.
But at five years old I wondered what had happened, and if my brother would be fine.