Proving a point

 "Educated people don't succum to the lure of shiny colours or attractive models, but instead look at price and need when buying something"

Is what I mentioned in my last blog post.

What I suggested by saying this is that we expect people with formal education to be able to understand scams and not be a dork and buy the product becuase a sexy Santa is advertising it. Smart people buy on reasoning and logic. If somthing is a food price or a good product then they buy it, not based on the ad.
In the book the only person with advanced formal education was Soaphead. I belive he had taken college courses in psychology. So by education standpoints he's the smartest character. But this isn't true, he's a pedophile, which isn't a good life choice. He's abusive and sick and horrible, but highly educated. This is a huge counter argument, based upon my claim you're suppost to expect educated people to be smart, or intelligent, which people arnt always even with college educations.
The only response I can give to this is that college educations are something that require some kind of intelligence. They rarely hand them out anymore, and if then you'd need vast amount of money to donate. And since intelligence equals wealth most of the time you'd need smart parents.
I'm getting off track. I don't buy clothing becuase the model is atteactive and I don't want to be like him. I don't buy a coke becuase the polar dub ear tells me to. Honestly I buy it becuase I know the reputation is good, nothing else.

Police officers and guns

11. What factors influence what you desire in life? (Think of forces such as: economic, social, historical, geographical, personal, experiential, cultural, religious,, etc.)

The media, in my opinion, is the greatest influence of modern society. With that I belive that the media openly influences what we think, and being surrounded with the pressures of consumerism to buy the latest gadgets or to pay for the best presents on Christmas causes our desires to be material based. 

On the flip side normal people who are educated know what ads are pointed towards weak minded Americans. And are meant just to get them money, and not to benifit anyone but themselves. Educated people don't succum to the lure of shiny colours or attractive models, but instead look at price and need when buying somthing.

As a proud American I believe that it should be easy for everyday people to own guns. This, in a way, could be a historical force that causes me to want to own a gun because it was on the original top 10 laws for this country (bill of rights). In other countries such as England,which doesn't allow civilians to own. guns, might not have the same forces to influence them.

On the other hand he constitution was made to formulate a perfect country. The idea of civilians owning guns backs up the emergency plan of the goverment having too much power and then causing people to revolt. With the assurance to guns we're hard wired to is plan. We're also hard wired to the life of standing militia, for civilians to be able to stand up to forgein forces or enemies.

16. Do certain professions have an obligation to be more socially responsible than others? Do some professions require people to be more selfish and focused on their individual desires?

The best example I can think of that would describe a profession that requires a selfish desire would be lawyers. Lawyers are paid to defend, in a lot of cases, criminals. Lawyers might well know that their client is responsible for; rape, murder, and other horrible things. At the same time lawyers, as they are paid, need to try to keep the murders and rapists out of jail.

On the other hand lawyers think they study and practice law is essential becuase without lawyers we couldn't have fair trials, and they're essential to having a goverment like we have.

On the other side of the spectrum I find that policemen have to be the set standard of society. You might say politicians or bicycle repairmen but the public eye is constantly on police. Policemen go through academy use and study society just to be able to set the example. Policemen keep the peace in the mist of chaos, or at least are suppose to. Policemen aren't suppose to put themselves above people, or anything. The other profession I'd think would possible be better would be off service soldiers. If you ever see a soldier on a place you'd know that they're ridiculously polite and will help you with your bad and everything.

Police officers are never always loyal or good. They're talks about codes of silence that police officers unfairly have. That they'd never turn in a fellow police officer for somthing they'd do. Police officers also can be corrupt and be he opposite of law abiding.

Disappointment blog

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32PgcLrN0q4&feature=em-upload_owner

How to disappoint someone.

Disappointment is the opposite of making someone proud. It's very easy to do. To disappoint makes your loved ones sad, and upset with you. Here are some good ways to disappoint someone.

Don't be considerate of their time
Don't tell someone if you want make it to their pasta party.
Forgot to tell them you took all of their shampoo
Don't turn in your blog on I time
Use the last of the toilet paper

Disappointment is apart of your life, people will disappoint you, and you'll disappoint people. It's impossible to prevent. The world might disappoint you, teachers will disappoint you, lovers will disappoint you. I'll disappoint you.

The world will

Keep you out of a good college
Give you a bad job
Fire you from your job
Make you live on the streets
Kill your family
Orphan you

Nothing in this world is certain, other than the hard truth that you and your loved ones will die. The order isn't up to you, but it's up to the disappointing world.

People will

Steal your money
Break your heart
Hurt you
Hurt your loved ones
Break your world
Make you sad

Disappointment can always be turned happy. Your birthday party might get rained out but you might meet a cute boy while returning balloons, breaking your knee might get you medical marijuana? That guy you hit with your car ends to be a murderer of small children running from his crime.




Disappointment is a reality, take it, for it is life.

An object you say, well well well

Ok, so I'm suppost to write about an object. So I'm gonna write about my iPad. You might be thinking "gosh, just some white boy talking about his expensive device", well you're only half true. I don't have a computer at home, so I do everything on this, including writing this post. I use Facebook, browse reddit and talk to friends all from this device. For me, it's my connection to the world, without it I'd be confined to my house and would lose out on the outside world.
Ok that's a little dramatic, but think about it. Without phones of the Internet, we would be forever in a 80ish state. Where your friend maybe would call the house phone or would just have to walk over to get your attention. I'm going a little off topic but once again, this little foot by 8 inches device keeps me sane.
This thing gives me music, movies, games, and friends. I'm a lonely child, ok come on, dry your tears and keep reading. I make a lot of friends on the Internet, you know, like what our parents told you not to do. I've always felt as if I'm missing out on knowing or even understanding diffrent cultures or ideologys. So I message and chat with people from Singapore, or Canada, or Morocco, or Pennsylvania.
I do some school work on this thing. Last year Madame Gentile let me do class work on it, and write notes and stuff. I have handwriting so bad it resembles arabic better than English, and vise-versa with writing arabic. I fear for the day I need to write an SAT essay and paint my scribbled mess across the page. But for now I type, and I'm pretty decent at it, which is fueled by my iPad.

Mentamonyosiwnfmfo blog

This week on the new hit abc drama. Also known as what my World lit teacher tells me what to do. Here is "metonomy"


When Pink walks down the hallway she knows she's the best.
 Pink scoffs at weaker people, like Walmart or thrift.
 Pink has high social status.
 Most of the time pink doesn't even wear the color pink but there she is.
Pink is the name of her best friend, same with her other best friend.
 She makes fun of old navy and khole.
She dates the quarterback of the football team, known as polo.
Pink doesn't do we'll in school,
Pink is mean
Pink thinks breast cancer is the largest human tragedy.
When thrift died from lung cancer she still had the other pinks raise menu for breast cancer. To her thrift's problems mean nothing.
Everything Pink owns is pink, from her socks to her backpack, why? Because its Pink. Pink pencil cases, Pink gym bags, Pink hairbands.
Pink doesn't work, she gets maintained.
Pink's father's name is J, or Mr. Crew. He works hard to keep Pink, he suffers for her, and for his wife Pink.
Pink's brother is named Fitch, he doesn't work either, why would he?
Pink drives an expensive car, one mr. Crew got her.

With such a life you wonder if she'll go to college, of course she will, J got her a ticket. She'll join a sorority and meet other pinks, and she'll end up getting a nursing job. Is this the end of pink? Gosh no, she'll get pink scrubs. And she'll marry a Polo or a Crew.

 Don't worry about Pink. Because she won't worry about you.

The history my name according to me

My father named me, he has named over a dozen people possibly, when he was 3 he got to name his younger brother, and then in the following years named his 2 sisters, he named several of my cousins although their parents won't admit it. So i consider my dad to be a professional namer, and with the blessing of each of the names he had picked out there is a story.

"Christian"

Like most of my name Christian has danish roots, well not completely. All kings of Denmark since the beginning of time have had the first name of Fredrick or Christian, so its a super common name in Denmark  and a favorite of my Dad's.

My Mom wanted me to be named Agustious, I swear my dad should be a national hero just for preventing that.

I'm not religious but my family is very christian, I went to catholic school when I was young, and of course the word "Christian" flies out of their mouth as much as the word Jesus so i always had to be alert and always had to be sure i wasn't being scolded.

"Edward"

My grandfather on my mom's side, he was an architect and as a partner at his firm. His last name was Connell, and the firm's name was Swanky-Hayden-Connell, you could find several plaques with his name on it across New York, his most famous work was the restoration of the statue of Liberty, which the original blueprints hangs in my room. So overall he was a pretty good guy to name a grandson after.

"William"

William Dewart is my great grandfather on my father's mother's side. He was the original editor of the New York Sun, and was one of the original group of millionaires in New York alongside Rockefeller and Carnegie  the Dewart family owned the 8th largest fortune in american history, a fortune that ran out in two generations, leaving my dad to be a working man, which I'm sure he'd rather be. There still is a stock certificate in his living room good for 10 thousand shares, worth at that time and adjusted to inflation to over 125 million dollars

"Krogh"

It's a name, I've never met anyone with the same last name. So i call it pretty unique. 

As the lore surrounding my family goes is that back hen vikings ruled the earth and pillaging was a right protected by spears there was a family called Krogstatter, and they chilled in the great white north of Norway, and somehow they ended up settling on a small island off the coast of Denmark called Lolland, I've spent some time on this island and there isn't anything special about it, it's cold and beachy.

Anyway like everyone in America my great grandparents immigrated through Ellis island, i think, and started a family under the name "Krog" because Kroghstatter is apparently a ridiculous name to keep when starting a new life. My grandparents were pretty ok since great grandfather Krog married a Miss Emily Dewart who's parents started the New York Sun, which was a pretty important newspaper that rivaled the New York Times at it's height. 

The story goes on and goes through several mansions and resumes with my Dad, My Dad is an Interesting fellow. Since i didn't clarify before the Pronunciation of Krogh currently is Ka-Row-Gah, before my dad stepped in to end the horrible injustice of the Pronunciation of Krog being Ka-Ra-Gah. My dad stepped in shortly after the birth of my sister and changed the spelling of the last name from Krog to Krogh, so on many official documents my name is Christian Krog

So That's my name "Christian Edward William Krogh" I like my name, i couldn't think of myself as any other name, it's truly who I am.