Political Comics

Politics tends to be one of those subjects where you’re constantly running into lose-lose situations. What can start as a simple, friendly debate can take become and ugly session of bashing and name calling in a matter of seconds. It’s all our faults. On the one hand, we get so invested in identifying ourselves as belonging to either one party or the other, we never look at the grey area. Simple conversation has become so offensive, it seems as if we’re better off not even talking about it. 

And then there are the political cartoons. Putting a comical twist to very serious situations, making light of problems in our society. And because we’re so invested in our separate parties, even if the comic depicts an animal (i.e., a donkey or elephant - who chose those anyway?) we feel hurt. Especially, if we feel that they are lying or exaggerating something to make “our” party seem awful. I’ve seen comic strips of Obama ushering pregnant women into abortion clinics or holding a gun to a baby carriage and telling the mother, “It’s never to late to make the choice!” I’ve seen comics that compare Bush to Hitler. 

What it comes down to is that they’re comics. They’re meant to be funny and I feel that quite often many people don’t see the humor. I know that in concern to this comic, I didn’t:

Now, I didn’t vote for Hillary. She was my second choice. She would have gotten my vote had Obama lost the primaries. To some degree I did support her. I support her as the Secretary of State and for all of the amazing things she’s done. With that said, I am a bit of a feminist. I don’t think that women need men, I think that much of the time women are stronger than men and nothing makes my blood boil faster than a man saying that a woman should be in the kitchen making him sandwiches - even if he is joking. Obviously, I admire Hillary for all of the things she’s done for our country and for the world. She is a strong mother and devoted wife, but on top of all of that she is smart and educated and a high powered career person. 

So for this cartoon to suggest that Hillary Clinton was incapable of being President of the United States simply because she is a woman is ridiculous to me. The idea that a woman could not hold her own in a group of world leaders and more importantly a group of men, is ludicrous. Do people really think that faced with the problems of our country and the complicated relationships our country has with other countries, a woman would just break down and cry? As if she’d never been in front of these leaders before, when her husband was President? Was she seen crying when her marriage was hanging on a thread in 1998? 

And then, to add insult to injury, they bring on the issue of PMS. Beside the fact that Hillary Clinton is at an age where PMS probably isn’t a concern, the idea that PMS is so disabling that a woman could probably do nothing more than cry an eat chocolate is horrible. In all, I found this comic to be sexist and offensive and not very humorous at all. 

Perhaps I’m being too sensitive about it, perhaps I am overreacting. It is all in fun, no? I laugh at other political comics. I’m not sure what it is about this one that upsets me, but the fact is that it does. Granted, it is not something that will ruin my day or promote me to find the artist and protest his house. Sometimes, things are offensive and we’ve got to brush it off. At the same time, we need to know when not to cross the line, even if we just want to call it a silly drawing.

Writing Improvement

My writing style has changed quite a bit since we started English 103. I actually think I’ve come full circle and my writing has finally grown up with me.

When I was younger I used to be a great writer. It was the one thing that teachers and family always commented on and it was the one thing I thought I could do well. For a while I thought about becoming a writer. Well, more specifically a screen writer. Then something changed.

Sometime in high school I lost my writing ability. I became embarrassed to show my work to anyone and started dreading writing essays for fear that I would have to show them. I obsessed over what my teacher’s remarks would be to the point where I just felt sick to my stomach. And this carried into college.

Although I passed my English 101 class, it wasn’t with the grade that I expected. I wanted so desperately to be good at writing again, but those same fears kept inhibiting me. I even feel those fears to this day, but I think they’re better. Something about this class has made me feel better about myself and my writing. I think that is shown in my writing as well. I feel that what I write is stronger and more confident, although there is still some work to be done. Sometimes the things come out of my head one way and wind up on the paper another way. It makes for a confusing read. But with the help of my classmates in the PDR’s and the comments left on my blog posts I find that I’m seeing easier ways to express my ideas. Through all the reading we’ve done on language I’m more understanding of the power it holds and what I can do with it. 

My vocabulary has strengthened as well. For a long time I wrote the way in the same manner that I spoke which, if we’re being honest here, doesn’t always make sense. Thanks to this class I think that I’ve found a way to have my voice in my writing while at the same time coming across as more coherent. I feel that now, after having been in this class for the past eleven weeks, that I can better communicate with people. 

The fear that I had when it came to writing to people was nearly disabling in the first few weeks of this class. I was worried every time I posted a blog and spent 30 minutes staring at the submit button before posting my first draft for the peer review. My palms got sweaty and my heart raced a little. Today, I do not hesitate. I take what my peers say about my writing and I use it to better myself and slowly but surely I am becoming more proud of my writing. The people closest to me have gained the ability to read my writing and the best part is that they can understand it better. I’m grateful for what this class has done for my writing skills and I can’t wait to see what the next five weeks will do to enhance my writing. 

Getting the News in 160 Characters or Less

In this day and age news travels fast. Thanks again for that one, technology! It seems that no matter where you turn the hot issues of today are glaring you in the face. On your e-mail’s homepage, the front page of the news paper and the top story on your favorite news station. Sometimes, you don’t even need to look to those things to get your information. A lot of things I find out about are via the ever popular Facebook. Oh, and let us not forget the trending topics on twitter. 

I was eleven years old on September 11th, 2001. I distinctly remember watching the first tower burning on the news that morning. I remember going to school and my friend asking why all of the teachers were freaking out. “A plane hit a building in New York,” I told him. To which he told others. When we sat in class that day we asked our teacher if we could watch the news. He took a moment before deciding that we could and called the other 6th grade teachers and asked them to bring those kids into the classroom and we would all watch together. All day the 50 or so 6th graders sat in a room on the floor with the lights off watching the media coverage. It’s what my family watched when I got home. We were glued to the TV for a long time and that’s exactly how that news came. Person to person and through the news station.

I was eighteen on November 4th, 2008. I was in my women’s history class at AVC. My friend and I were anxiously waiting the results of the presidential election, which I’d voted in early that morning. Finally, during our break we left our class early. I dropped her off at her home and started driving home. Half way there, my phone rang and I read the text message, “Obama wins!” I watched the coverage the rest of the night, now awaiting the results of Proposition 8. I went to bed before those results and woke up the next morning with the news station on but still no results. Finally, I went online to see that it had passed. Full of disbelief, I kept searching the sites and checked back again that night after work. After several of my “trusted” sites and finally the news stories on it, I could believe it. 

I learned of the death of pop icon Michael Jackson through a text message, the resignation of Rahm Emmanuel from twitter, the repeal of Prop 8 on Yahoo. While this is the way that I learned of news, this isn’t the way that I confirm the news. I check over and over again, watch several news programs, check the news papers and read online articles before I can decide what is real and what isn’t. I find that in general I can still with a few reliable sources and somewhat ignore the others. But in these times we need to be careful of simply believing what we read. Not only is there a large amount of bias but sometimes I feel that these sources steal from each other and facts get misinterpreted. While it is good to be informed, it’s better to be properly informed. 

Hate speech in the Media

I’m sure that we’ve all experienced in some way someone hating you for something you could not control. Perhaps you are a woman with some authority over a man in the work place, or you are a person of color in a town that is predominantly white. These day to day life experiences are already hard to deal with without the media continuing to bring these ideas into our mind. 

Often things like movies, television, books and music tell stories of such hardships. Fortunately enough, for the most part it seems that you can find the affects of prejudicial language can go each way in the media. For example, a movie like The Hurt Locker can bring about fear towards arabs and spark the interest of racial slurs against them. The movie G.I. Jane, however, can bring up the idea that women can do something as good, or even better than men.

It does seem to me that more often than not we find the more negative effects of it. Rap lyrics for example, seem to have a lot of this. There are the rappers that talk about how women are unfaithful liars, use the n-word constantly, talk about how the white man puts them down. I’m a fan of rap music, but in general, not this kind. Yet, there it is, played on the radio at least once every two hours because it’s a big hit. Which begs to ask, who is listening to this? And what ideas are they getting about people from it? 

The most viral place for hate speech in media however, is probably the internet. I only say this because of how quickly things get posted around and because everyone has access to post anything they want about it. You can see it in almost everything, even right down to news articles. My e-mail account is with Yahoo, so I get YahooNews. When I read an article about something that President Obama has said or done it somehow turns into how he is a black man. The article may be talking about the new White House dog, but the people writing comments below call him a “socialist nigger who should be shot.” The article might be talking about how the repeal of Proposition 8 is progressing in court, but the people in the comments are talking about how “those faggots should burn in hell.” It’s hateful, and it isn’t simply in people’s minds anymore. It’s in a forum online where hundreds of millions of people can access it and read it. 

So yes, media plays a huge part in the way that hateful speech is being used or promoted and I think this mostly has to do with the fact that it isn’t just a small group of people controlling the media any longer, it is anyone and everyone. While the drama of such language makes for great entertainment, there is a fine line that I think we’re often crossing over. It’s something we as a society have to work against so that our already diverse country can somehow carry on in peace. 

Finding happiness in self-respect.

Self-respect. The knowledge of one's own worth, valuing one's self; pride

Happiness. state of well-being characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy 

It’s really funny to me, after having read the definitions to each of these terms, that you can have one without the other. Before I read them, if someone had asked me which was more important, I’m pretty sure I would have said that you cannot possibly have one without the other. And the concept of happiness and self respect is something I struggle with so much. 

My mother raised me to be a strong woman. She raised me to be independent and to know my own worth as a person, to not depend on anyone. She taught me to especially never depend on a man. So to me, self-respect is the most important thing. I’m sure you know that saying, “You have to love yourself before anyone else can love you.” I live by that. I don’t take things lying down, I never let people walk all over me. I used to, but then I learned to love myself and respect myself. I respect myself more than I respect almost anyone else. And I am a happy person. Before today, I thought I was a happy person because I respected myself. After thinking about it for a while though, I realized that while it’s good that I respect myself, it isn’t what makes me happy. 

I have a friend who has some serious self-respect issues. She has some abandonment issues due to some family problems and unfortunately it’s carried out into her adult life. She’s chosen someone to love who does not respect her. She does everything for this guy and within the first 6 months of being in a serious relationship with her he cheated on her with her best friend. And she stayed with him. Everything in my body at that time told me to scream at her, that if she had even an ounce of self respect in her body that she would leave him and never speak to him again. She didn’t. She stayed with him and to this day (three years later), although he constantly disrespects her and makes her feel awful, she stays with him. When I ask her why she stays with him after every midnight phone call I get with her crying about how mean he’s been, she replies to me, “Because he makes me happy.” If you were to ask her this question, she would say happiness is more important. 

This brings me back to the definition of happiness. Everyone’s idea of what happiness is will be different. My idea of happiness is loving myself and being surrounded by people who love me. While my boyfriend may bring me happiness, he isn’t the only this that determines my happiness. In general, I think people will always at one time or another find happiness. But I don’t think that everyone will find self-respect, which makes it more important. However, the goal should really be to have both because when you have both, I think anything is possible. 

Willingness To Be Disturbed

At this point in my life I find that I’m very into politics and religion. I care a lot about what I believe in. I’m too passionate, in fact. At times I think that I become blind to the other side and believe there is really only one way. But I’m trying to get over these biases I have because I realize now that no matter what I believe in politically or religiously this shouldn’t get in the way of friendships that could form. That said, it took me some conversations to figure this out.

When you’re young you don’t think twice about what other people may believe in. I always assumed that yes, maybe people believed in God, but as I grew older I started to assume everyone had figured out what I had figured out about it. It wasn’t until about my senior year of high school that I started to see these differences. In fact, there was one defining moment of realizing how differently our views were. There was a party at my house maybe a year ago, and we were playing a game. You write the name of a famous person and tape it to someone else’s forehead and they have to figure out who they are (if you’ve ever seen Inglourious Basters, it was the game that was played in the bar scene). My friend, Alex, was given “Jesus”. His first question was “Am I real?” To which there was mixed answers. After a moment of arguing with each other we settled on “It depends on who you talk to.” 

In my college prep class, freshman year of high school, we had a debate for gay marriage. This is an issue I stand by to the point where I can’t even listen to the other side’s thoughts on it. To me, gay marriage is not harmful. In fact, I think it can boost our economy. Marriage isn’t sacred between men and women anymore, especially with a divorce rate of 50%. I think people should love whoever they love and that others should remember that our country is built on the idea of separation of church and state. I have friends who think differently. To them, the bible clearly states that homosexuality is wrong. And while I’ve heard this view point over and over again, it’s the one conversation that I can’t understand the view point of. 

This brings me to Wheatly’s essay. She says that we enter conversation with a “willingness to be disturbed” but I find that when I have this particular conversation with people, I don’t have a willingness to be disturbed. I don’t even want to have the conversation at all because to me, it leads no where. I think with this issue in particular it is hard for either side to really understand the points of view from the other. On the one hand, the whole point of even talking about it is to perhaps see some insight from another walk of life but at the same time if you start to change your mind about it and be persuaded by them you’re compromising your faith or beliefs. 

After reading this essay I would like to say that the way I have the conversation about gay marriage with those who do not believe in it would change, but I don’t know that I’m telling the truth. In the end, that is probably something I’ll need to work on for myself so maybe the other party can try to understand me as well. Conversation is tricky and while we should go into it with the willingness to be disturbed and have our views challenged, it is easier said than done. 

Past, Present, Women, and Men.

Sometimes, especially when you’re a twenty year old in today’s day and age, it is difficult to understand just how much things change. That’s a really obvious statement isn’t it? Life is constant. But when I think about change I think of it in such short periods of time. I think about how there were days when I didn’t have my BlackBerry at my side twenty-four/seven. I think about how my mom used to be so afraid of the internet in the 90’s that she refused to have the computer in the house. It’s so funny how she has her own Facebook account now. 

I’m aware that things change. But I wasn’t aware of exactly how these changes have affected our media. I took two articles from People Magazine. The first one is from an issue on March 25, 1974. It’s about Cher and Sonny’s divorce (http://www.people.com/people/archive/article/0,,20063893,00.html). The second one is from last month, August 30, 2010. That one is about Tiger Wood’s divorce (http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20415582,00.html). 

The first thing I noticed was that the article about Cher was long. It also told of the issue and date that the article was released. Also, the article was set up more dramatic. The author of it described the place where he interviewed her, the way she wasn’t wearing her make up and that her fingernails were long and purple. Along with this more dramatic language, the article is mostly quotes from Cher rather than the author reporting on what she said. As a reader, the article made me feel some what sorry for her. The article gave the tone of remorse that it didn’t work out between them. Even though there was a hint at her relationship with another man I never got the feeling that people at that time thought of her as a home wrecker or a cheater.

Tiger Woods’ article does not give me the same feeling of remorse, even though he is quoted as saying he was sad about it. There are a few reasons why I think this as well. First of all, this article is significantly shorter. This may have to do with the fact that it probably wasn’t actually published in their magazine (there is no volume number). The Tiger Woods scandal was all over the news for quite some time, with mistresses coming out left and right so nothing about this divorce was shocking as it may have been for Sonny and Cher. The story also focused more on what Tiger had said rather than setting up the scene of what he looked like when he said it. With Cher, you can see her sitting at a table with the reporter having in dept conversation about it, but with Tiger it feels as if People Magazine just took some quotes here and there from places where they may have heard him talk about his divorce. 

I think this may have something to do with the way people view men and women in divorce. Often, people assume it is the mans fault that someone divorces. Perhaps in the case of Sonny and Cher (though I have no idea as I was born 16 years later) even if she was cheating there was probably a reason - she was unhappy, he was much older than her and maybe she wasn’t as ready as she was to be tied down. Even though there were hints about her being with someone else, it was never brought against her in the article. But in Tiger’s case, being that he is a man, he must be a sexist pig who just uses women. If he hadn’t been such a horrible cheating lying scumbag of a husband, they wouldn’t have divorced, and even the reporters won’t let it go. It’s just one of those double standards that we see with men and women and the way that people treat them.