A valentine-osophy for two
February 18, 2009, 3:04 pm
Filed under: Love, Politics, travel | Tags: , , ,

No one would expect a valentine’s eve dinner to be particularly boy_airplanephisophical, yet, for some reason, my v-day dinner was just that.  Teddy and I sat in a sea of lovebirds, red balloons, and waiters balancing Italian platters over our heads, yet our minds were stuck on the twisted fate, or chance, of the airline industries recent media-infested roller coaster blitz.  First, there was the hudson river miracle landing.  Barely even an injury, the pilot praised as an all-american hero, and the passengers given another chance at life.  Fixated and fascinated, the media soaked this story up like a sponge, giving viewers a taste of what it’s like for an expected tragedy to end soo well.  Two weeks after this astonishment, people held on to the hero, the miracle, the lives that were saved. 

Then this miracle was harshly overpowered by the tragic news of a small commuter jet crashing into a suburban home in upstate New York.  49 lives lost on the flight, one life lost in the home.  One passenger a widow from the 9/11 attacks.  Everyone prominent people in their community.  Today, the media questions the pilot’s actions…did he have control of the plane? Was the weather to blame?  Could this have all ended differently?    There are no conclusive answers yet. 

What is the hardest for me to grasp, and what brings me back to my first sentence, is, how can something so unusually miraculous proceed something so unusually tragic?  Are we being told anything by these two earily similar dramatic events happening within weeks of one another?  Was this all just purely by chance, or did something bigger and higher have to do with these two events falling into history as they have?  Certainly, there are no right answers, but if anything, the notion of questioning this can be powerful enough.  What are we being told? What are we being shown? 

One thing that can be agreed upon is that often the news surrounds negative events.  So rarely do we have good news!  The war…the recession…disease…tragedy…sadness…oy vey.  So, we held onto our good news for dear life, we held onto our all american pilot who saved 50 lives with their 50 stories to tell!  And boy, did we get a smack in the face when flight 3407 crashed into that small house in Buffalo.  We got a serious reality check that these miracles only happen so often, and that tragedy can happen even more easily. 

The most poignant point made during our shared tasting of a slice of tiramisu: the world is inherently disorderly, with a constant desire to make it orderly.  All we can do is pick up the pieces that fall that are out of our control.  While this is inherently pessimistic, it’s comforting to know that humans are able to adapt so easily, to communicate so well, to question and to challenge and to solve problems.  Some problems are solveable and some problems are just too late to fix, but nothing is predictably good or predictably bad.  All we can strive for is goodness in order, in this chaotic and unpredictable world.


Our work is never over
November 20, 2008, 7:46 pm
Filed under: Love, Politics | Tags: , , ,

banskyWhile there are many things I’d like to write about right now, I feel quite fixated on how real and epic the climate of our country is lately.  So very much, that I feel like in my lifetime, the weight of our outside world and need to survive has never felt so…heavy.  Sure, I’m only 23, so life’s weights have been lifted by other’s for the majority of my life (thank you mom and dad), but this is a tough “real world” to enter, even after a year or so within it.  

While times are tough, there is something quite romantic about it, and I find peace in that, in feeling so alive, in feeling the personal and collective struggle of gettin’ by and survivin’.  In fact, there’s no better time in the world than now to appreciate the good things we are fortunate enough to have.  Family that would help you in a time of need, your health, your friends – we are all in it together, we all feel it together, and I think there is something to really embrace as a society about that.  What hurts you only makes you stronger.

The talk of the town
November 12, 2008, 11:15 am
Filed under: Politics

dark-knightRemember when the one and only topic of mass media consumption was The Dark Knight?  When the only concern was how long you’d be willing to wait in line to see the best movie of all time?  When you’d see it four times to just make sure you caught every amazing moment, over and over again? Not only was it the utmost of obsessive behavior on a personal level, but it reached a national and international level as well.  For one month, curious audiences were held captive by the mystique of this film on screen, and the mystique of this film’s terrible luck off screen.  For one month, you could go up to anyone in the country and the question would be “have you seen it yet?” (And if you hadn’t at the time, you oughta soon).  For one month, Americans were obsessed.  And then, another month came along…people had seen the movie…people had heard the behind-the-scene stories….and BAM! A new focus!  The 2008 election!  We have found a new national trend!  obama4A new topic of discussion!  A new national obsession!  But this time, a race to the finish line of who will be the next president.  Everywhere you went signs line the streets…strangers arguing over who is easier on their taxes…people dressed as presidential candidates on Halloween.  Our country, saturated by this new fascinating commonality, just as much as they were once fascinated by the mystique of The Dark Knight.    So, there seems to be a trend here.  Americans, nation-wide, seem to be interested in the same things for roughly the same amounts of time.  Americans like to have one over-riding topic that the homeless guy in Harlem and the Financier in Mid-town can have an opinion on.  Americans appreciate the bond that is created by this phenomena, and Americans, subconsciously, will continue this pattern in order to get through the hussle and bussle of our everyday lives.  But, after about a month or so, we get bored.  I mean, I’ve been over The Dark Knight for quite some time now, and I’m just about over the whole electrion drama…so what’s next?  What will we all talk about next?  The economy? depressing.  The weather? drab.  I don’t know, soon enough well all know, because it will be the talk of the town….

Postpartum depression
November 6, 2008, 11:19 am
Filed under: Politics


I woke up feeling extra cranky this morning.  I realize I’m not alone, though.  Many Americans today are feeling this feeling.  A feeling of emptiness, of impatience, of “what if?”.   What is the source?  Well, I think it can best be coined “postpartum-campaign depression 2008”.  For months and months we observed the Obama vs. McCain media frenzy.  For months and months, we tuned in nightly to CNN to see which news correspondent could yell the loudest about their passionate political beliefs.  For months and months, we discussed, disputed, and even despised, the growth and possibility of our future.  And then, all in one moment, one instant, our four-year fate has been determined.  Barack Obama – our baby is born!  And now, here we are today…two days after the president elect has been decided, and what do i feel?  Sadness.  Who will yell loudest on CNN?  What will I talk about with my friends?  Will Sarah Palin just fade into the darkness of Alaska?  Now is not the time to think “what if?” Now is the time to let go.  Let Obama lead the way.  Let Obama grow into the president we all hope he can be.  But for now, I will sit in a dark room, and look down at my empty womb, and try to believe, that we made the right decision.