Friday, June 29, 2012

Here Lies: The Land Of The Free And The Home Of The Brave

Today, June 28, 2012, the supreme court declared Obama Care constitutional. Yes. Sad isn't it? In fact, it is down right depressing. I have to say, I never thought that I would one day be living in the world of Star Wars where the Empire is in charge and the Sith rule over us. I never thought that i would live in a society where the leadership at the time would say that something was right even though everyone  KNOWS it is wrong!!! It is worthy of a thousand face palms. Historians will look back on this day and explain it as the day that the U.S. began it's journey to the country that once was. And it is true. The United States is slowly evaporating into the thin air of has- beens. I know that sounds harsh but there is no other way of putting it. I love my country, but it is dying. Now, because of this lawless act that has been passed, there is no limit to what the Sith can tell us to do. Now they have total and complete control over us. And not just because Obama Care has been passed, because the Constitution no longer applies to us, apparently. The politicians are finally learning how to turn their heads and look the other way or at least look at you and say, "wait, what's that? I cant hear you over the sound of me ignoring you!!" The country is finally beginning to crumble at the hands of the Emperor. And what is worse, the very laws that have held our nation together are being cast aside as if they weren't even there. To these people, the country can not live unless they got their hands in everything. They are Sith. Up until this point, it seemed to me that the talk of the U.S. really beginning to chip away sounded like a rumor or a body- less voice that traveled around groups of people. Now I am finally starting to see, that the morals and necessities of the people are no longer part of the question.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

The Glorious Arena

In my freshmen year of high school, I was told about this thing called Comedy Sportz High School League. This intrigued me. I ended up trying out and I have been on the team for the past three years. Comedy Sportz is a team of actletes who compete in improvisational games for an audience. It is a beautiful thing. I instantly fell in love with it. And many other people who have tried out for the team and seen the shows would agree with me.
Although I do love the fun and groove of the sport, one of the main things I love is the team-like atmosphere. From the very beginning, the big idea of the game is to have your team's back. You watch what the other players are doing and you back them up. And because of this cooperation, the sport is lots of fun for everyone; the players and the audience.
Just recently, Comedy Sports High School League had their big city wide tournament. There were lots of teams and lots and lots of players present. Right before the show, when we warm up, there is usually only about twenty players maximum warming up. At the tournament, everyone is in a circle getting ready for the show. And seeing everyone huddle and get ready to go out and put on a great show just made me grin from ear to ear. This enormous team that I was a part of just made me feel glad to be a participant.
So I guess the main idea is, no matter who you are or what you do, you gotta have a team. That team has to be people you trust and depend on. And there is always a team for you.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Disturbing The Order Of Things

It has been a recently sprouting issue that is causing major anger from both sides. While the pro people see "gender neutrality" as an obvious yes, the rest of the respectable people in the world are making a, "dude....seriously?" face. The idea that we as humans have a right to choose what gender we are is absolute idiocy. Parentcentral.ca posted a story on this very topic. In the article Parents Keep Child's Gender a Secret, the parents say that they wanted their child to have the freedom to choose their gender. Slate.com did a similar story. In the article Sweden's New Gender Neutral Pronoun: Hen, Sweden discusses making it's society "gender neutral". Like before, they want the children and adults to have the freedom to choose.
Alright, let me break this down one piece at a time. Firstly, both science and the bible (whether you believe one or the other is right or they work hand in hand doesn't change this) says that boy and girl, man and woman, male and female are meant to continue life. Neither you, nor I have any ability to change or alter that fact. That is haw it has always been and that is how it always will be!! Men and women are two very different creatures even though we are both human. You cannot just "create" a new breed of people who somehow choose what they want to be by not acknowledging their gender. It just..... DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY! And it can't work that way!
Secondly, the "protest" against genders as if it were some sort of program thrust upon by the government, is a protest that will most likely have the same results as a protest against dirt. Seriously. I mean, this is just basic biology that has been around since the dawn of time!!! There is absolutely nothing that anyone can do about it! People! Please! And while some people may say, "it ain't fair that my child has to be segregated like that. We deserve to be free and I just want my baby to grow up to be anything they want."
(Face Palm)
The issues of freedom are the rights of people, male or female. Men and women are not the same and not telling a child what they are because you want them to have a choice is, believe it or not, lying. It is a cruel and disrespectful thing to do. Someone my be trying to help their child or their community by not acknowledging genders, but the reality is that they are just disturbing the order of things.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

I Spy a Consirvative


Today, I wanted to go book shopping. I only had a little bit of money with me but I wanted to see if I could find any cheap books that would catch my eye. I dragged Elijah, my youngest brother, to the books tore not far from our house. After about an hour or two of looking, I didn't find anything good so I decided that we would go to the Goodwill across the street to look at their selection of used books. Right away I found a copy of Ann Coulter's Treason. For those of you who do not know of Ann Coulter, she is an extremely Conservative, political, writer. She has a few other books such as Demonic, Godless, and a few others that you are free to Google.
My dad, being a big Conservative and wanting me to be one as well, has had me read one of her books and has helped me get hooked on her ideas and political views. So when I saw the book, I grabbed it. However, I wasn't too sure if I was going to buy it. I had already spent a little money earlier and I didn't have much left with me. I was asking Elijah if I should get it and we were going back and fourth in that sort of "should I get it?" "I don't know. If you want to." "I don't think I am gonna get it.""Ok then." "Wait. I don't know. Should I get it?" kind of way. I was on the verge of putting it back and waiting to get it another day when a man suddenly came up and started taking to us.
"Excuse me," he said, "would you like to get that book?"
Obviously, before he got to the words "that book", my first thought was that he wanted to sell the two kids in the middle of Goodwill some "unique merchandise". But once I heard what he asked, I was caught off guard. I just told him that I was thinking about it but I was probably gonna put it back. The next thing that he said surprised me even more.
"Well," he said again, "if you would like to get that book, I will give the lady at the counter the money and when you are ready you just tell her and you can go ahead and have that book. I will pay for it right now."
"You don't have to do that," I said.
"Well I didn't say I had to, did I?" he responded.
He promptly went to the front of the store with the money for the book in hand. Elijah immediately gave me a look and said, "don't get the book." I partly agreed with him and just decided to get the book with my own money. Just trying to play it safe. But it was only a few minuets later that the man came back with the receipt and a bag for me. Again, the further gesture surprised me.
"Now I want you to read that book good," he said, "and not get any ideas from the other side."
I couldn't help but smile and chuckle a little. The next thing I said to him I truly did mean.
"God bless you," I said.
"God bless," he said back.
This was, indeed, the interesting thing of the day. After the man had left, I saw the conversation between Elijah and I from his point of view. I wondered what he thought when he saw this teenage girl talking to her brother about whither or not to buy this book by a flaming Conservative. I am not too sure that people see that often. I wonder if he saw the next generation of voters before him and thought that he would make a contribution to our future views. I am not sure. But I know that I am thankful. I guess that Conservatives know a Conservative when they see one.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Jessica's Super Zombie Apocalypse Survival Guide


Now, I am not too sure it is gonna happen, but I like to be prepared. I like to plan ahead and have a list. For this event, I think it is a good idea to have a list because you know there will be tons of idiots out there who will think, " pshhh, I got this in the bag. Come and get me, zombies!! You want a piece of this!? I said, you you want a piece of- aaahhhhhh!!!!!" Yea. And the worst part is, you probably know one of those people. Well, unless you want to see them eaten, you should give this article a look.
# 1- Safe location:
- At first, people will be running around everywhere as well as zombies. So, for at least the first month or two, you should find a good place to hide. Some places you probably don't want to go are malls, hospitals (dude, really), airports, stadiums, and other crowded places. The reason for this is (A. it is easier for the infection to spread this way (B. food will be stretched (C. at some point, you will all begin to hate one another (if you don't understand, think about when you go shopping on black Friday or any other time right before the holidays, Forget the fact that you are all in the same boat, nobody cares. You will hate each other.) Some good places to go are schools, churches, wal-mart, or Bass Pro Shop.
# 2- Quick supplies:
- By this I mean that when you fist start to notice that people are becoming zombies, you will need to get supplies on the way to your safe location. And I mean supplies. Not TV's, iPods, computers, or other useless expensive stuff like that. The most useful thing like that that you can get is a radio to catch up on other survivors. If you are being chased while on your way to the safe place, you will want to stop by a gun or weapon store first. Those will be useful at that very moment which will help you get the needed food and medicine. And for you goody goods out there, don't worry about the ticked off store owner, if he isn't already a zombie. Just get the stuff and go.
# 3- Important People:
- There will, if they are smart, will want to go with you to be safe. With this category, I am not trying to be rude, but at this point I doubt it matters. You will want to take your family with you. This is key. Keep your family close because once there are no people left in the world, you will miss people. But you will not only need your family. Bring a priest or bishop with you. If you know one personally, you are set! Good job! Also, bring any ARMY, NAVY, or MARINE people that you can find. These will be helpful for some obvious reasons. Here are some people you should really NOT bring with you: that one crazy workaholic (male or female) that won't listen to anyone, that power hungry/ trigger happy, those teenagers who whine, that scholar who thinks he knows exactly what he is doing, or that guy who just cant seem to accept that his friend or family member is now a zombie (he most likely will, by an amazing stroke of misfortune, see that friend or family member right outside of your safe place and get turned into a zombie then come and attach you with a bunch of other zombies) Trust me. I am a professional.
# 4- Things NOT to do:
- This is very, very, very, very important. The slightest nincompoop move will kill you or partially kill you. I am just gonna give it to ya strait. Do not: turn into a zombie, split up ( this NEVER works! Remember, only the hero survives in this situation), get into too big of a group (too much people will slow you down when you are running), hug a friend with missing limbs or organs, shoot anyone without confirming they are a zombie first, play the song Thriller.
# 5- Other places to get tips:
- the 17 indisputable laws of teamwork by Johan C. Maxwell
- the movie Zombieland

Monday, October 17, 2011

Occupying the Highway to Hell


Okey, I am going to tell you a little story about a boy named Charlie. Charlies family was very poor and had a hard time putting food on the table. One day, word went out that golden tickets were being hidden around the world inside Willie Wonka chocolate bars. The tickets would allow the finder to spend a whole day in the fantastic chocolate factory. As time went on, the tickets were found all over the world until there was only one left. One day, after school, Charlie decided to buy a chocolate bar. He was elated to find a golden ticket inside the wrapping! He was just about to run home and show his family when, suddenly, a group of angry people came parading down the street. The crowd was screaming at Charlie that it was unfair that he got that ticket and that he should give it to them because they didn't have it.
"But," said Charlie, quite confused, "It's mine. I bought it."
"But we have as much right to it as you do!" said the crowd.
Hmmmmmmm. Sound familiar to anyone? Anyone at all? Lets put into context. Instead of Charlie, it's "the rich." And the golden ticket is the hard earned money. And the angry crowd is... well... pretty much the same. This is pretty much what is going on right now with Occupy Wall Street. Only, I find it quite ironic/ hypocritical that their leader is the main guy who is taking our hard earned money and flushing it down the toilet.
According to these people, "the rich" are just lucky and are people who didn't earn their money. When actually these people worked hard to get to where they are at and are still working hard while the Occupy Wall Street dorks are taking a vacation to "express their anger."
As far as these people can see, you have no right to your money because they don't have it. You should just give all your money to them. Why? Because they deserve it. Why do they deserve it? Good question. What America is built on, or at least was built on, is hard work. It is pretty sad that, in America today, people assume that they should get what you have just because they don't have it. It is absolutely despicable and just plain sad. If this is what is to be the future of our nation, we had better get into our crash positions.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Time Away From The Munchkins


One of the traditions I have grown up with is going to California every summer to visit my grandparents. Usually, only my little brothers, Joshua and Elijah, and I take the trip while our parents stay home. The boys and I always look forward to our little vacation. However, this year, I was unable to go with the boys on out trip. I was asked by my dad if my feelings would be hurt if the boys went to California without me. My first thought was, "No way! House to myself for 3 weeks! Woot woot!" I figured it was a win-win. And it was. I did enjoy my quiet time to read and the privilege of watching whatever I wanted without brothers harping on me to change the channel. But on the last few days before their return, I am finding myself watching many of the videos we have made and realizing just how much I missed my munchkins. Even though I know I will miss my alone time when they get back, I can't help but smile at the thought of hugging them when they get home. I do know that there will be times in the future when I will want to send them back to California in an instant. But now, I am feeling a sense of longing as a sister for the exploding/ gunshot noises that they make, the random pictures they draw, and the times that they ask me how to make toast. They will be home in a few days, and I will be glad to have them home. It will be good to have my brothers back.