This Cruel World
It all began when I was brought into this world. At that age I probably didn’t know much but as a kid I knew every thing was great. Getting pushed around in a stroller all day, to being fed, to being put to bed at nighttime with dozens of stuffed animals around you, what else do you want? Life as a kid was great, I didn’t have any problems to worry about, everything was done for me. Unfortunately that just last so long and all I came to realize is that growing up in this big world is not getting easier.
Society… Society is at its peak waiting for you to come out and play. Look at what kind of world we live in today. One of the biggest countries in the world is at war with other countries overseas. What kind of image does that let out to the public? The United States is fighting its deepest war against the best of these fascists murdering butchers that want power and more power. We live in one of the best liberal countries where we don’t have to worry about anything like education and health care, but now we have to worry about these people terrorizing the whole world. Terrorism and killing people for no absolute reason is just repulsive and I, probably adding millions of others, cannot see myself endure this any longer. My view on terrorism has been amplifies by one million after September 11th. Seeing all these people that got killed and all the families that got destroyed just brings me to the conclusion that these people have no respect, no humanity, no heart, no nothing. These people are worth crap to me.
This crude world makes my worldviews change from time to time. Here are some of my views that I have always had and that never changed: First off, looking upon honesty. I say honesty because being lie to is plain not fun. I don’t even consider people who aren’t honest with me. If a person cannot be truthful that person has not respect. Put it this way, I don’t respect people that don’t respect me. Another important thing that I believe in is chivalry. All men should always be gallant and should always treat that woman with respect. The woman is important because of he ability to bring children to life.
In today’s society the word “terrorism” has gone global. We see this term on television, in magazines and even from other people speaking of it. In their essay “Controlling Irrational Fears After 9/11”, published in 2002, Clark R. Chapman and Alan W. Harris argue that the reaction of the American officials, people and the media after the attacks of 9/11 was completely irrational due to the simple fact of fear. Chapman and Harris jump right into dismembering the irrational argument, often experienced with relationships and our personal analysis. They express how this argument came about from the terrorist being able to succeed in “achieving one major goal, which was spreading fear” among the American people (Chapman & Harris, para.1). The supporters of the irrational reaction argument state that because “Americans unwittingly cooperated with the terrorist in achieving the major goal”, the result was a widespread of disrupted lives of the Americans and if this reaction had been more rational then there would have been “less disruption in the lives of our citizens” (Chapman & Harris, para. 1).
These days, America is filled with those people who disagree with our system of government. Most times, these people suffer silently, expressing their opinions through their votes, or within the discussions that they hold in their own private homes. When these people act upon this anger, and their disagreement, the feelings are brought beyond the point of normal behavior to vigilantism and violence. This animosity, when pushed to these limits, often results in tragedy, a tragedy that we call domestic terrorism.
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I came into this world in August of 1973. I came into this world and entered a family of dysfunction. I was born into a two-parent household with one sister who is 3 years my senior. This should have been a “normal” childhood, but I soon discovered such a thing did not exist.
When I was younger, I remember feeling as though I lived in a bubble; my life was perfect. I had an extremely caring and compassionate mother, two older siblings to look out for me, a loving grandmother who would bake never ending sweets and more toys than any child could ever realistically play with. But as I grew up my world started to change. My sister developed asthma, my mother became sick with cancer and at the age of five, my disabled brother developed ear tumors and became deaf. As more and more problems were piled upon my single mother’s plate, I, the sweet, quiet, perfectly healthy child, was placed on the back burner. It was not as though my family did not love me; it was just that I was simply, not a priority.
Terrorists are very scary. There are some who want you to feel as if constant attacks against us are raising the death toll every day and clearly we must act now to save ourselves. Outside of a small minority of people the truth is that other than emotionally few of us has been directly affected.
As a child growing up in a rural county, I didn’t have soccer practice or dance recitals; no play dates or playgrounds. I had trees to climb, woods to explore, bikes to ride and adventures to be had. I had bare feet in the grass, wincing on the gravel driveway, rocks digging into my soles. I had walnuts to crush, plums to eat, flowers to pick, bugs to catch. I had my little brothers to bug me, my mom to take care of me, my dad to laugh with me and my grandparents to hold me. I had books to read, worlds of words to get lost in. I had Saturday morning cartoons, Sunday morning church, and fireflies to catch every night.
Life is sad, everything about life is sad, I used to think life was all gumdrops and love, but life is not gumdrops and lollipops. Life is difficult, there’s stress and death and starvation, and during history classes they show us what’s happening in the world, and just the mass murders that occurs, and we, students, learn about all the imperfections and bad choices that America and other countries make. The thought that the world I’m going to inherit someday is this bad, is something I sometimes want to laugh at, because the thought that the grown-ups, politicians, company owners, world leaders, have made the world so terrible to live in, given us so much to be ashamed of, yet all us teenagers care about is if someone hates us, if our crush
Growing up with depression makes it harder to grow out of. My entire childhood was built around my unhappiness, it molded who I was and was a part of my identity. It’s the reason why I had no real friends, why I was always so quiet. I was shortsighted because I never thought I’d make it far, especially not to college. I remember in elementary school a time when I refused to stand up when the lunch bell rang. When my teacher asked why moving, I rested my head on the wooden desk and said, “I don’t want to eat lunch. I don’t deserve to live.” That is a terrible thing for a child to say; somehow a small kid had figured out the value of life and believed that her own was too little to even eat lunch.
Growing up, I was given the freedom to choose who I wanted to be, to decide what I wanted to do. I grew up with many different opportunities and chances to try out new things. A simple life I led as a child, sheltered and loved by all, but I was oblivious to reality, lost in my own “perfect” world. Yet as I grew up and began to surpass the age of imaginary worlds, the idea of “perfection” had begun to fade and reality began to settle in. Like a splash of cold water, I went from a childish mindset to an adult’s. Child hood play was a thing of the past and responsibility became the norm.
From the outside looking in you might say that it is hard but it is relatively simple to do. People cannot tell that till they try it and actually see it personally. Growing up for everybody is different. It is supposed to be that why so that everybody has gone by the same road. Growing up is inherently painful because life is not a simple job to do. There is supposed to be tough times in life and times that are really bad just so that you know where you came from and to see what you are today. If that did not happen what would everybody be doing because we will be like kids for the rest of our lives, but that will never happen. Also it is painful to show us that we have to work to have what we have so we can appreciate the things that we work for. Do you appreciate the decision that you made in the path you decided to take in life to be what you are today?
I had to mature quickly and learn how to take care of someone else besides myself. I am now a mother to four children. They have taught me how to have patience. This has become something I value very much. I have learned that in life you must wait for things. I now know that there was a reason why I had my son so early and wasn’t able to go to college upon graduating high school. I am so thankful that I had patience and waited for the right time to enter. It has been 14 years since I graduated high school, and I’m attending college and know exactly what I want to become. I had patience and took care of my babies at home before I decided to go to school. It hasn’t always been easy, but I’m so glad I
There are two different but similar stages in a person’s life: childhood and adulthood. I remember when I was a child, all I ever wanted to do was being an adult. Now that I am an adult or semi adult, I wish to be a child again. Looking back at my childhood everything seemed so easy. Now that I’m out in the “real world” everything seems to be ten times harder. As we continue to grow and develop we go through several stages of life. These characteristics can be distinguished by these similarities and differences: our thoughts in each stage, our actions in each stage, and our experiences.
In this world there are many different topics of controversy. With every controversial topic comes different views and arguments explaining why people believe what they do. There are problems that can be just within one country or throughout the entire world. Terrorism affects everyone in the world, specifically us as Americans, which is why it is one of the biggest controversial topics. Of course with a topic as big as terrorism, there are emic and etic perspectives involved. With past history, there are specific countries and religions that we think of when we hear the word terrorism, specifically Afghanistan, located in the Middle East and the Muslim religion in that general area. Being part of the American
But through it all, I am glad i developed through life the way I am, getting my first real job really help me but my best foot forward into the working world of being in adult. I learned a lot of new things, especially the darker and brighter parts of it all. It really helped push me to do other things that I was afraid to do, like getting my license and my car. I thank my father and my mother for being an influence even if it was negative a lot more than I would have liked. All of these events changed me and made me the man i am today, and I would never go back and change any of