Getting Away with Murda

Another semi-cool day on the campus of ASU. For the first time in a long time I did not go to sleep in my Humanities class, I was also semi-interested. Yeah, we were still talking about slavery but, I was engaged because I had to be. We had to sit in a circle, and today the circle was mad small. This means that I couldn't sit in the corner of the room and try and catch a quick one. But that was not to be, because I am at Alabama State University and here we don't need to go class in order to succeed. This caused me to miss out on what could've been a glorious nap. To the main point of the post. Olaudah Equiano aka Gustavas Vassa did not write "The Interesting Narrative of Olaudah Equiano". With the way that he described his upbringing in the story, there are no signs that indicate that he had the intelligence to write a story like that. At best, I see it as a sensationalized account of his life. The story sounds too much like an anti-slavery rhetoric piece. His treatment was way too humane and his language conveys way too much for him to have wrote it himself. Not to say that he couldn't have wrote it because he wasn't smart enough too*odd thats what it sounds like*, but the story as a whole appeals too the emotions too much. It sounds like an anti-slavery piece, and it shouldn't sound like that coming from a person that never really experienced slavery. I really hope that I am spelling his name right.

Stray Thoughts:
1.Fish night tomorrow at Aunt Shirley's
2.Missed the Presidential Address to the nation
3.Gained what was supposed to be full access to the WVAS website. But, there is still some information missing
4.Had what might've amounted to 281 e-mails returned to me due to a delivery failure. Going from Access to Word to Outlook to "blast" out an e-mail is hard
5.Awkward moment of the day comes from Golf Class. We had a seated relay where you had to correctly answer a question in order to pass the baton. The row by the door floated through, the next row over couldn't get past the second person, my row couldn't get past the first person, and the last row got stuck on the third person. The teacher caught the three of them with their pants down and they all got exposed for having not studied the vocabulary for the class. Not only, did the hold up the flow of the game, but he was dogging them for not having studied. Combine that with the class laughing at you, and it's around 8:30 in the morning and you've got a bad combination. Luckily for us all, they all took it in stride*maybe because they all had excuses ready...*
6,.Pretty Ricky sucks
7.Young Jeezy is horrible
8.The album Curtis is the worst album I have ever had in my possession
9.I bought "Under the Iron Sea" by Keane today. I really like it
10.Funny Scene of the day: this group of special kids toured the campus today*my personal views are #11* and they stopped by the station. Jay gave them a tour and we found out that they are in elementary school, so as they are leaving Ms Stone, the production assistant, leaves her desk*i guess to wave bye to the children. i have no idea why* and stands to the side of their group as they stand in the middle of the entrance way of the station. one of the boys opens his arms like he wants a hug and either Ms Stone or the school nurse says "Oh, you want a hug" so the presses himself up against her legs and as soon as Ms Stone goes to wrap her arms around him he grabs her wrists. Without missing a beat she says "Oh, he wanna clap", he spreads her arms and moves in. Ms Stone thinking he wants to clap her hands brings her hands together and inadvertantly slaps the side of his head.*I start to laugh but then realize that it'd be inappropriate to laugh with these special kids in the station, so I stifle it and look around to see if anyone saw this so that I won't feel bad about laughing out loud. Nobody else does* The boys head sort of goes to the side and he backs away and the school nurse then lead the children out of the room.
11.*Disclaimer: I don't know if I am wrong for thinking like this; everybody deserves a chance to suceed but in this I don't know. I've thought about this before and I have yet to hear about a College or University for the mentally handicapped. Until I do, I will continue to feel like this. Besides, I know where I am going once I die. If Jesus was right then I am going to have a spot with a nice view of the River Styx. If he's wrong, I could be reincarnated as something pretty good.* Why would a group of elementary school kids*no matter what level of intelligence* tour a college campus? College is so far away for them that there is no feasible way that that trip matters to them. Middle school yes, but 5th grade elementary school kids, no. But once you add in the fact that these kids are retarded*by definition this is the right word to use. Blame the people that have misused the word for causing it to have a negative connotation* you are taking a trip with no legs. I don't know if there are Colleges or Universities for people that are retarded. I personally don't see the need for one because I have no idea where the funding would come from. Who would pay for one? Who would send their kids there? I would think that if you have a child that is retarded, if nothing else, you'd want them to be as close to a normal kid as possible and sending them to special college*that looks so bad typed out* is not the answer. But at the heart of it is this; if the qualifications for being "retarded" is that you show a diminshed mental capacity, how could you go to a college and expect to succeed. If you are smart enough to succeed in college, then you aren't retarded*you're just lazy. moving on*. Finally, with expensive as colleges are, and the fact that your struggling to get through regular school, college isn't an option for you. It's not for everyone, and clearly not for them*that sounded harsh* Not knowing the depths of mental retardation*i carry on and say this*, it seems rather cruel that someone would bring them to the school and show them a place that they almost have no shot of going to. If there were schools for retarded people, then you'd go to it, and not a regular college.
12.It goes like that sometimes. Time to hit up wiki for more information on the subject.