To Doublespeak

Using evasive language or to doublespeak is just a polite way of being rude or trying not to sound harsh. There are numerous ways one can doublespeak. One way that really aggrivates me is when some ask you are you feeling o.k. or are you sick. To me that is just a polite way of saying you look shit. People use this form of speaking to try and sound nice, when they are really making a stab at you. For instance, when people speak of a over weight woman they use the term full figured. I do not know any woman that wants to be called full figured. However, it sounds more polite to say that, than to just out right call her fat. The usage of this language is used in ever setting. It is used politically, socially, and economically. It is used to mislead and distort reality. Sometimes it is necessary to use this langauge to get through a conversation or statement that has to be made. For instance in the industrial world they use the term layoff, when they are really saying that you are fired. Companies temporally layoff employees with no intentions of bringing them back to work. They say temporary giving the employee a little hope. When the worker realizes that they cannot surive on unemployment after a few weeks, the majority of them will find another job. By doing this the employer will not have to keep paying unemployment on them and they come out on top. In all reality to doublespeak is just another way to be inconsiderate.

To be Scared

I try not to be scared of anything. However, I suppose the one thing that scares me the most is outliving all my loved ones. I have no desire to do this. Of course if it happens there is nothing I can do about it but to live with it. I do not handle death well. I am at ease with the fact that I will die one day and I am fine with that, but to watch everyone I love and cherish go before me is an unbearable feeling. This scares me the most out of all the things both physically and mentally that could happen in life. To be alone with out my family and the select friends that I consider family is something that I do not wish to experience. There is one thing that lives on this planet that petrifies me to death and that is the snake. I cannot handle even seeing a snake on the road while I am in my car. That is the one thing that will make the bitch trickle right out of my ass. I lose my mind everytime I see a snake. I think it is the fact that they are silent and can be right beneath you before you can know it and situations like that terrify me. Snakes are the only living thing that scares me.

Role Model

I admire many people in my life, but the one I choose to discuss is my Grandmother. She is my role model for numerous reasons. I admire her survival skills the most. She was forced to quit school in the fourth grade to care for her seven other siblings and to work in the cotton fields to help her father support the family. At 13 she moved to Florida to work in the orange groves until she saved enough money to send back to Alabama to move her parents and sibilings to Florida. She survived an abusive relationship with her first husband. She soon became friends with a woman named Kaye Byrd. He relationship with this woman blossomed into a "sisterhood". The two of them were discriminated upon because my grandmother was white and Kaye was black. They were attacked physically while working in New Orleans and through it all they remained friends because both women saw past what so many could not. They are both in their 70's and still have the strong love for each other that cemented their relationship. She is just a remarkable woman that has taught me many valuable lessons in life that I cherish and honor. She is a true surviver and that is what I love her most for.

Negative Word

Of the many words in the English language that I consider negative, one comes to mind with detestable strength...Faggot. The word faggot came about in 1279 from Britian. The original meaning of the word is a bundle of twigs bundled up. Over the years it developed meaning meanings. Around 1700 it was used in reference to a man hired into military service simply to fill out the ranks at muster. Other popular meanings of the word referenced to a young boy at a public school that was a servent to an older male student. Then in 1817 its negative form came into play when it was referenced to a male homosexual. If a man was a homosexual in England in this era he was to be punished by burning him alive at the stake. The towns people would gather around and chant the word faggot as he was burned to death. It was not until the twentieth century around 1914 that this word intergrated into the United States. It was considered to be a slang word in referenced negatively toward a woman. Now the word is used world wide as a derogatory term for gay men. The word is used by many people who do not like or have prejudices towards the gay community.

What it's like to write

Writing for me is a release of built up thoughts and emotions. At the beginning of whatever I might be writing has some level of difficulty. However, once the words start to flow everything seems to come together. I have always enjoyed writing because I am able to clear my mind as I write. I have never really enjoyed physically writing down the words on the paper and I have not written a rough draft on anything since high school. Throughout college I have always just began typing the paper on the computer and then I print it out to proof it for errors before I turn it in. I am also a last minute person. The majority of the time I wait until the night before the paper is due to write it. I have always worked better under stress, so this method has always worked for me. I believe that my strengths in writing is my imagination and ability to be creative. I love to write essays that are creative, argumentative, and persaussive. I have a strong opinion when it is something I feel deeply about and love to agrue about it. My weaknesses are many when it comes to writing. I have a very hard time with critiquing someone else work. I have never enjoyed those types of essays. I also do not like writing papers that talk about me. I do not have a problem with telling things that I have done in the past, but as for putting the words on paper I never really enjoyed it. I suppose it seems boastful to me to write about myself. Writing as a whole is something that I really enjoy though.