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so i woke up this morning with no intention to post at 9:39 in the morning, but then I saw an article on my homepage, MSN, that was screaming for attention. It's called Bury Me With My Cell Phone, which is a touching article about how the hot item to die with is one's phone. In fact it was only no. 2 to being buried with your pet's ashes. Although there are no statistics on cell phone burials, this tends to be a common occurance with the younger generation and also the tech savvy.
But why? Why must one be buried make alongside their crackberry?
Well, the answers actually sense.
First of all, some people consider their cell phones a memento of the life they once lived.... As one quote in the article said, "“It’s an extension of them, like their class ring.”
The cell phone is also comfort for the dead, and also for the family of the deceased. For instance, one family gave their loved one their phone charged so that way they could call them later. It makes them feel like they still have a connection. Also, the fear of being buried alive has been heightened in recent years, so being curied with a cell phone can give someone a way out...
What do you all think of this? I understand that our society is dependent on technology, so is this a step too far?

I am in desparate need of a snow day.

time for the spoon under the pillow!
anyways, I just finished reading one of the saddest articles that I have ever read. Ever. It really really tugged at my heartstrings, and it inspired me to do whatever I can to help. Except I cannot yet help with Unicef because I am under 18, or so they told me...
Anyways, I read Cholera Is Raging, Despite Denial By Mugabe, which is written by Celia W. Dugger. It talks about the Cholera epidemic in Zimbabwe, and how their president of 28 years is in denial that anything is happening right now. Currently, water in suburbs has been dried up, and that is what helps Cholera from spreading (washing face and hands and everything one eats). Teachers are no longer showing up at school because their pay isn't enough to cover the 'bus fare'. The inflation hit 231 MILLION percent July, and an estimate made is that the inflation has now hit 8 Quintillion percent, you know, 8 with just 18 zeros...
I can't believe that as the United States is laughing at a President who had a size ten shoe thrown at him, that there are people on the opposite side of the world that are worrying about whether or not they and their children are going to be alive tomorrow... puts things in perspective, huh?

older chests reveal themselves

Older chests reveal themselves
Like a crack in a wall
Starting small, and grow in time
And we always seem to need the help
Of someone else
To mend that shelf
Too many books
Read me your favourite line

-Damien Rice, Older Chests

Today I found an Op-Ed by my favorite columnist, Gail Collins. In Three Guys And A Table, Collins discussed the last presidential debate, and using her amazing wit and sarcasm, she managed to compare John McCain and Barack Obama to campers, which is something she could only do.

One of the best parts about Collins' editorials is that they all have a theme that is woven throughout from the beginning to the end. In this editorial, that theme is camp. She starts off the article with, "Couldn’t help feeling nostalgic Wednesday night. It was a little like the last bonfire at summer camp." With that statement, Collins' wove the idea of camp into every point that she said, making for a more enjoyable read on a serious topic. She continues to describe the candidates as the kids that you meet at summer camp, Obama being "the coolest, most popular camper. You can’t wait to see him again after school starts. Then you discover that back in real life, he’s founder of the Model Boat Society and the president of the Safety Club" and McCain is "like the head counselor who led all the hikes and who you wished was your older brother. Until you realized that he spent the cold weather hanging out at a biker bar and watching reruns of 'Dog the Bounty Hunter.'". Since I am leaning towards McCain in the presidential election, the Obama analogy really struck me as hilarious, because I feel like Obama has amazing ideas, but he doesn't really know how to follow through with them, so he is the guy who everyone loves, but then they find out that in reality, he's kind of a geek. I find the McCain analogy full of irony, because it would truly be hilarious if you saw him in a biker bar watching "Dog the Bounty Hunter", but it would be fitting because McCain has a tougher side to his personality.

What started out as an editorial about the debate ended as one on the end of the presidential race when Collins' started talking about the undecided voters. She says how both of the canditates have moved away from the mainstream voters that are clear on who they are voting for, to the "handful of people in Ohio who have managed to avoid noticing that Obama and McCain disagree on virtually every important issue facing the nation and continue to insist that they are torn between them". I like how Collins' tied the targeted audience so beautifully into the witty banter about the debate because she was right. Those few voters who really don't know who they are voting for are now crucial to both of their campaigns, and those people are now making the two candidates more distinct than ever with their views on important issues.