September 23, 2007

In the wake of the horrible events at Virginia Tech last school year universities all over the United States are looking for ways to become more safe. The main thing that most are learning is that communication is paramount to the safety of students. The faster the communication, the better. In an age where near every student has a cell phone and every student has an email address (which most check on a clinically obsessive basis) there is no reason for lack of fast communication. Iowa State is looking into a system to communicate with the University community in just such a manner, I applaud this.

What does this have to do with guns other then the act that sparked it? A lot, because the second thing that many universities are looking at (Iowa State, Iowa and Northern Iowa included) is the arming of campus police officers. Iowa State and the other two regent universities in Iowa all have certified, and trained fully fledged police stations. None of the officers at these stations regularly cary firearms.

You can see where I’m going with this now. If you can’t, I’m talking about the arming of these police as a way of making our campus safer. Virginia Tech had armed police officers. Adding guns to a situation doesn’t seem to make it safer to me, any situation. So why are we doing it?

At this point it’s mostly a done deal. Students were able to give feedback and GSB voted 25-5 (or something close to this) to pass a resolution in favor of arming police officers and the Regents are the ones to make the decision now. I’m hoping they don’t do it.

Dear Writers of Spam,

I do not like you. I do not like your spam. This is an open leter to all of you who write spam, stop it. It’s obnoxious. It makes my life more difficult. I like letting people comment on my website. It’s my main source of feed back and communication with my readers (the legitimate ones, you aren’t one). On top of making comments less fun you also cost me money. I have to pay for this website you know? Every time you come and post something it costs me money. Last time I counted you all collectively posted about 6590 comments in the last month. It’s too much. To express my displeasure I have paraphrased a poem for you:

I do not like them in a box.
I do not like them with a fox.
I do not like them in a house.
I do not like them with a mouse.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them anywhere.
I do not like my blog with spam.
I do not like them, I do not like them stop fricken posting it on my website.

Thanks, sincerly,

Tedger

P.S. Comments now have to be moderated by me. So it does you no good to post here spammers, what my spam blocker doesn’t catch I will.

P.S.S. To my legitimate readers, I’m sorry. Your comments will take longer to get onto my website. But fear not, I recieve and email whenever someone posts and it goes into the moderation loop. If you leave your email address it’ll automatically let you through without moderation the second time as long as you have one moderated comment. The address wont appear anywhere on the website, just to me.

September 12, 2007

I don’t typically write in this blog in a way that is very revealing.  I don’t use it like an online journal because I think that my thoughts are something I always like to share like(http://www.livejournal.com/) some(http://www.xanga.com/?) do.  However today I’m feeling a little different and I thought that I’d dig a little deeper.

Ian and I setup ourselves with a Netflix account and I’ve been enjoying it immensely.  We have a large number of movies in our queue that would normally cost hundreds of dollars to rent but this way is only costing us $17 a month.  The beauty of such a thing is that I can watch movies I haven’t seen, movies I’ve been meaning to, and movies that I simply have to see.  The list is long and I don’t think that the queue in any way fills the holes entirely just some of them.

I just finished watching one of those “been meaning to” watch movies and I’m very glad I did.  The movie wasn’t spectacular, it didn’t win awards, and I watched it by myself because I figured that I’m about the only person that wanted to watch it at the moment.  Movies have a funny thing about them.  You watch them and sometimes it’s as if you’re looking into a world that you’ve never known, never will know and probably never want to know.  Other times they’re so abstract or far fetched that you can’t feel like you are apart of the movie at all.  These situations are just fine.  Films, movies, and flicks; they’re entertainment.

Entertainment is all well and good but sometimes movies hit home.   You come across a movie that you empathize with the situation or the characters because they are neither unlike you or in an dissimilar environment.  Add a plot that doesn’t seem all that unlike your life and you have a film, that although insignificant to others, strikes a tone with you.  The movie I watched today was one of those movies.  Not extraordinary and not written to be deeply meaningful but it was both, to me.

When I picked up the movie to watch it and slid it out of the sleeve that Netflix provided to me, little did I know that I would enjoy it as much as I did.