For the people of Haiti

I’ve tried to familiarize myself with the happenings of Haiti, but it’s becoming more and more difficult with the presence of pop media.

I do think that the disaster of Haiti is a very large subject that needs to be covered and talked about or else help to those in need will not happen.

However, I feel as if this whole thing is becoming a publicity stunt to those in the media. There is no real depth to the things that celebrities are doing to help with the relief fund.

I don’t really care if you can sing a super high note on a television show when you should be on the phones taking callers and getting as much help for these people as you can.

This isn’t a game and I don’t think that the people of Haiti are all that interested in hearing you sing either. They just lost everything; your voice might not make it better for them.

I think there is so much more that we can be doing. It’s taking so much time for us to get over there and really settle everything down.

I heard on the news that some of the people who have YET to receive medical care are dying of gangrene. It’s been two weeks since this happened and there are still people dying.

Now turning this on myself, I feel so incomplete just sitting here and not being able to hop on the next flight over there myself.

I feel conflicted with guilt because here I sit in my nicely furnished apartment, only able to share my words with God and nothing else.

I don’t know about you, but doesn’t that feeling really suck?

Maybe some people are just not interested in helping at all. Maybe they feel that there is nothing that they can do personally, but I think that there is.

This is really turning into a rant, but I think as American young adults, we can make such a difference in these peoples lives if given the opportunity.

Lets continue to share our desires to help these people. Lets continue to strive to make life better for them. Lets not put this in the hands of celebrities and think its all going to get taken care of.

Sincerely,

Blaise

The ups and the downs of Christmas...

As a college student, Christmas break is supposed to be a time of rest and relaxation. A different world than the hectic life at a college campus, however, the bustling world of retail make this a bit difficult.

Not only did I spend approximatly 85% of my time in my hometowns local mall, I would say about 20% of that time was enjoyable.

One time in particular, I was standing in line, for what seemed like hours, to buy my mom this gorgeous pair of earings for Christmas/her birthday.

So as I'm standing in line I look to my immediate left and see a bracelet that I thought my cousin would like. So i figure since Im already standing in line I might as well pick it up and see for sure. Well, in the midst of my inquery, the line moved a smidge. This little old bitty decides its her chance to cut the line.

When I look up I realize that she has done this and so ever so politely I say, "Oh I'm sorry ma'am, the line startes back there".

She turns around and says, "Don't call me ma'am".

I was shocked, I had never has such an issue presented to me before. Then the lady behind me who looked like she was on some sort of coffee fix said, "Look lady, we have been standing here for at least 20 minutes! Beat it!"

Again, the shock rose in me.

Then, the older lady and the overly caffinated lady start bickering back and forth until security is called and comes over. This whole time I am standing in the middle of these women, trying not to get hurt.

Overall, the older lady was forced to the back of the line, but the whole time the two women were glancing at eachother with angry eyes.

So much for glad tidings of great joy....

All things Journalism...

I don't know what tempted me to become a journalism major, maybe it was the fact that I had some preconcieved notion that I had the ability to write...or perhaps its because I liked writing in the first place.

Sure, I supposed I could have started writing a book of some sort, and who knows, maybe someday I will, but I think I like the feeling I get with a finished project. A book just takes too much time for my 20 year old mind. The news just seems to fit.

I suppose someday, a successful career may come my way, but for now, I will stick to being a student writer always on the cusp of an interesting yet not so important story.

Ta Ta for now.

Blaise