I must say that I am very happy that I did not turn in my blog log today. We went on a field trip to see my project which was promptly dubbed "Vonnegut Field." I feel that this really captures the essence of not only the giant symbol mowed into it, but also the deeper meaning of what it stands for. Kurt Vonnegut lived to address the problems that faced the world. What he did with his words was more powerful than a bomb, he wrote life changing literature that would be known to influence many people and ideas. This was my first connection between the field and the symbol, the idea of spreading life changing ideas. The location of the VF was at a church, but not just any church a progressive/modern church. The philosophy was to open its doors to anyone and to spread the good word to everyone who would listen. The other major thing that we discussed in class about Vonnegut was the issue of censorship. To him to censor ideas was nothing short of education heresy and should be stopped in the world. At this church people are very against the censorship different ideas, especially within the church. I had a very nice discussion with the pastor Rev. Kerry, who also helped with senior interviews, about how censorship would actually hinder people of a faith from being able to protect themselves from being eradicated. The idea of know thy enemy is not just a battle strategy but also a sociological one. In all I feel that Kurt Vonnegut would be very proud to see his symbol in the field, and he would undoubtedly appreciate its significance in the movement forward to a better world.
This is Ryan Krattiger signing off, Ta taa for now.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Universal dog Code
http://Pixton.com/ic:08y2zkif
The superior law of all dogs. I tried to make it short and simple and this is what I got. The top three things all dogs must do and abide by to be considered dogs.
The superior law of all dogs. I tried to make it short and simple and this is what I got. The top three things all dogs must do and abide by to be considered dogs.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Lustful Delusions
Flowers are blooming
out in the garden,
But I am stuck here,
entrapped in a trance that cannot be broken
Staring at you makes my stomach flip
and the whole of the world seems nothing but a passing fancy
The light of your eyes are like the sun
life giving to my soul
A blink, the world dark
and the trance is broken and I am free
This poem to me really embodies the relationships that often happen in high school and middle school. There is some connection and infatuation, and then all of the sudden it is over. Unnoticed by anyone, disappearing as quickly as it came. But then of course a new relationship spring up again and again and the cycle seemingly last for ever. The idea of liberation from a love that is too good to be true is important. This is often seen in countries like Iran where fundamentalist paint a beautiful picture of salvation, and at first it is, but as time goes on the ugly details come out. The unforeseen suffering arrives and people are dissatisfied and the illusion disappears and freedom is fought for. The cynical pattern as comes in these countries, as soon as one dynasty falls another one rises just like the other one. And so is the dilemma of a less educated society.
out in the garden,
But I am stuck here,
entrapped in a trance that cannot be broken
Staring at you makes my stomach flip
and the whole of the world seems nothing but a passing fancy
The light of your eyes are like the sun
life giving to my soul
A blink, the world dark
and the trance is broken and I am free
This poem to me really embodies the relationships that often happen in high school and middle school. There is some connection and infatuation, and then all of the sudden it is over. Unnoticed by anyone, disappearing as quickly as it came. But then of course a new relationship spring up again and again and the cycle seemingly last for ever. The idea of liberation from a love that is too good to be true is important. This is often seen in countries like Iran where fundamentalist paint a beautiful picture of salvation, and at first it is, but as time goes on the ugly details come out. The unforeseen suffering arrives and people are dissatisfied and the illusion disappears and freedom is fought for. The cynical pattern as comes in these countries, as soon as one dynasty falls another one rises just like the other one. And so is the dilemma of a less educated society.
The Birds
For me it is difficult to find comfort with other people; I have always felt perpetually out of place in groups, even the ones that I have supposedly belonged to. It is like being a bird that is pecking for grain in a field, the bird is part of the world, but it will never find belonging on the ground because it lives in the sky. I am stuck in a world afraid of progress, but I am trying to move with time, and time is moving forward. I live with the birds, working in the world, but trying to push its limits outwards, towards something new.
Junior Year
This blog is my memoir of not only the past term in College Lit. but of all the english I have taken this past year. I must say that I have had very few teachers who have done what he has done for me. I, believe it or not, have not always been so excited about English and literature; in fact for awhile I thought it was the most worthless class ever and that being a mandatory part of the curriculum was no less than cruel and unusual punishment. But this all changed when the deadly duo of Brady and Kunkle.
I must say I had no idea what to expect when I walked into Brady's room for the first time ever, but after the first class I knew I had a future friend in him. He and I would always take to talking after class about words and grammar, I swear I probably learned more from those conversations than I did just sitting in class. Again I was no grammar wiz kid, much less any other part of writing or reading at that, but some how Mr. Brady help me to achieve my first English class "A" ever in my life. Not an "A-" a solid 95sh%. I, needless to say, was thrilled. This was the beginning of my junior year, and what a beginning it was.
The next two terms went by pretty uneventfully, unless of course you count the fifth consecutive swimming state championship. I went to my elective classes...and gym, I ate in the atrium with friends, and chilled out at the pool everyday after school. But this peace was soon to be blown away by the the guy with the thighs, in other words, Uncle Kunkle. I walked into college lit that first day and took my sear in the center of the back side of the room, I would call this seat home for the remainder of the term. If it is taken tomorrow by someone I may cry and through a fit. Anyway, back to the past. So in the class and here comes beard faced Kunkle jamin' into class. From that point on a few things would remain the same: my seat as I said before, Kunkle having music playing to set the mood for class, and all of the minds in the class room were going to be blown by absolute absurdity. I have never read so many mind bending and thought provoking novels, short stories, poems, etc in my life. Above all else I have found my favorite author to date, Kurt Vonnegut. After reading Slaughter House Five I was officially ready to take on the world; I don't know what it was, but something inside me was set in motion and the world made sense. I could talk about all of the other incredible things that have happened this past term, but the immoral censoring I would have to do to fit it into a readable blog post would be unjust. So in the worlds of an Atheist genius, "So it goes."
I must say I had no idea what to expect when I walked into Brady's room for the first time ever, but after the first class I knew I had a future friend in him. He and I would always take to talking after class about words and grammar, I swear I probably learned more from those conversations than I did just sitting in class. Again I was no grammar wiz kid, much less any other part of writing or reading at that, but some how Mr. Brady help me to achieve my first English class "A" ever in my life. Not an "A-" a solid 95sh%. I, needless to say, was thrilled. This was the beginning of my junior year, and what a beginning it was.
The next two terms went by pretty uneventfully, unless of course you count the fifth consecutive swimming state championship. I went to my elective classes...and gym, I ate in the atrium with friends, and chilled out at the pool everyday after school. But this peace was soon to be blown away by the the guy with the thighs, in other words, Uncle Kunkle. I walked into college lit that first day and took my sear in the center of the back side of the room, I would call this seat home for the remainder of the term. If it is taken tomorrow by someone I may cry and through a fit. Anyway, back to the past. So in the class and here comes beard faced Kunkle jamin' into class. From that point on a few things would remain the same: my seat as I said before, Kunkle having music playing to set the mood for class, and all of the minds in the class room were going to be blown by absolute absurdity. I have never read so many mind bending and thought provoking novels, short stories, poems, etc in my life. Above all else I have found my favorite author to date, Kurt Vonnegut. After reading Slaughter House Five I was officially ready to take on the world; I don't know what it was, but something inside me was set in motion and the world made sense. I could talk about all of the other incredible things that have happened this past term, but the immoral censoring I would have to do to fit it into a readable blog post would be unjust. So in the worlds of an Atheist genius, "So it goes."
Friday, May 27, 2011
The Man
The man is here and he is destroying the world...but who is the man? The man is man kind, and we are of that species. In today's society there are people pointing fingers accusing everyone else for the problems here on Earth, but the real problem with society is not due to a single person, it is due to the fact that people are standing around watching destruction of human kind. We as the people creating war and population and neglect are solely responsible to recognize our errors and work to change what is occurring.
The misconception that it is the governments fault for all of the problems that are happening around us as Americans is completely wrong. Many of us sit around and complain that our government is spending too much money on things, but then do nothing about it but elect more politicians and leave it to them to figure it out, but the truth is that the government doesn't have near the power of our capitalist economy. We as the people must form together and use our capitalist machine to rebuild our nation, we must take on the responsibility to make jobs, not ask the government to do it for us while we send call centers and factories over seas. This is a new era, people are getting lazy, but we mustn't loose the nation that we have fought so hard to keep free.
Stick it to the man, take on some responsibility.
The misconception that it is the governments fault for all of the problems that are happening around us as Americans is completely wrong. Many of us sit around and complain that our government is spending too much money on things, but then do nothing about it but elect more politicians and leave it to them to figure it out, but the truth is that the government doesn't have near the power of our capitalist economy. We as the people must form together and use our capitalist machine to rebuild our nation, we must take on the responsibility to make jobs, not ask the government to do it for us while we send call centers and factories over seas. This is a new era, people are getting lazy, but we mustn't loose the nation that we have fought so hard to keep free.
Stick it to the man, take on some responsibility.
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