Sunday, January 23, 2011

As I reminisce of the days in my life in which I faced hardships, challenges, and quite frankly just flat out bad luck, one specific occurrence boldly comes to mind. This day in which I honestly was unleashed hell upon, will be forever remembered in both hatred and horror. So for everybody who tends to feel sorry for those who are suffering, I advise that you exit your internet browser and attempt to erase the memory of even reading this in the first place.
Oh yeah, it's that bad.
For the remaining few who possessed the valor to proceed, I applaud you, however even the bravest warriors cannot hear this story without shedding a tear or two of pity. So brace yourself.
Your in for a bumpy ride.
The nightmare commenced sharply at 8:00 AM, December 6, 2001. Thats right, on my birthday. Now customarily, my mother and father would wake me up, I would get ready, and then the day would progress as it would. However, being their only son's birthday, they decided give me a special treat, a treat that would turn out to be treacherous. Now I understand that my parents did not indeed on setting my special day into flames. They didn't know that the birthday cake they had fetched me was bound to cause food poisoning. They didn't know that when I put the last strike into the pinata, praying for a rain of candy to storm over me, that the only thing that would fall on me was a hollow, mexican horse. They didn't know that the clown they had paid to entertain me at my party had a history of heart problems and that he was one chicken wing away from a cardiac arrest (don't worry he didn't die). And they didn't know that right when I commenced the shredding of gift wrap to unravel my newly acquire toys, mother nature would decide to bless my outdoor party with hail, slightly larger than the size of marbles.
Well, expect the unexpected.
Hail, normally falls in the summertime, although basically being balls of ice. However, this law of nature didn't apply in December, the brink of winter. Normally, during the wintertime, due to its extreme temperatures and horrendous winds and snowy conditions, only a fool would host an outdoor party. However, Marshall Seese, the old weatherman on The Weather Channel claimed it the be the warmest December day that he'd seen in years, standing at a low of 59 degrees. Little warm for a winter day right?
Well, hell ain't supposed to be cold.
The amount of disappointment, shock and pain I felt that day as a mere child will scar me for life. Although at the time I believed that I was to be bullied by destiny for the rest of my life, and that after a day like that, I would fail to recover, I have come to change my opinions. Even though one day of my life was far from enjoyable, I have moved past that fact and have lived a wonderful life. The important thing is to look past your misfortunes and just attempt to regain control of your life. The truth is, life won't always be fair.
And sometimes... it just won't be your day.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Bonus Blog

It is of no doubt that there lies a stark contrast in the portrayal of women in the 1931 movie of Jekyll and Hyde and Robert Louis Stevenson's novella. The novella, first published in 1885, contains opinions and ideas of women that are much different than those that existed in 1931. First off, in the late 19th century, women were considered "lower" than men, whereas in the early to mid 20th century they gained many rights and broke free from their original stereotype. In the novella, Stevenson very rarely even mentioned women, with the exception of maids, and housekeepers. Obviously neither of those occupations can be regarded as prestigious or higher class jobs. In the film, characters showed much more respect for women with the exception of Hyde. In fact Rouben Mamoulian, the film's director and producer, gave women roles that were non-existent even for men in the book. For example, in the movie, Jekyll falls in love with a women which later becomes the reason for the murder of Sir Danvers Carew. Stevenson didn't even bother having a reason for his murder, Hyde simply killed him. Although there may be a latent reason behind the murder, none was revealed to the reader. Mamoulian may have been attempting to please the audience with these changes. If respect for women was added into the movie, more women would spectate his film. He may have also wanted to show the difference in the portrayal of women then and the present day back then. There are a plethora of plausible reasons behind Rouben's decision to alter the women's roles; although there were major changes in the plotline between the movie and the book, both Mamoulian and Stevenson did a phenomenal job in including their time period's opinions and views of women in their versions of the story.