profile pictures
i love those profile pictures where you know that all other people were cropped out. yes. i'm especially fond of those shots that originally had two people, and you can barely see a quarter of the other's face (smiling too), or maybe even a bit of arm extension around the main person's shoulder. it's great- a tad bit like, "so, i pretty much think that my face looks far more superior than the thought of showing yours."

(a kaldi's coffeehouse sketchbook instance)

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on a much more serious note, do not take me as a pessimist, but i predicted this copycat mentality (referring to the VA Tech incident). i flipped on the television to find "breaking news" of the gunman in houston, and then later to hear that 15 other schools across the nation had to either shut its doors, or ask that students remain at home. it's as if the suppression has found it's leak through the angry stance of a troubled man. i cannot imagine the lives of those who know several people involved different incidents, whether a combination of VA or Columbine or the Amish schoolhouse... worse, it broke my heart to hear the press release of Cho's family's response to this entire situation. there is only sympathy- a strive for empathy is impossible. how must they face their colleagues, their friends, their other relatives, the world?
it comforted me, however, listening to npr yester-morn to a student who was in one of those classrooms. "Will you go back to school?" the reporter asked. "Of course," she replied. "We can't let him win."
i let that sit in my mind- to think that if we allowed this fear to take root, the madman will still be laughing from the grave.
then i thought of the idea of our old selves being dead and gone.
and...
i hope with all hopes that my old self never laughs from the grave.
xo
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Well written article.
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