Day after memorial day
So, the pool just opened at our apartment over memorial weekend...that's all I need, a constant stream of bikini clad girls right outside my window as I try to get something done around here. Anyway, I guess there are a few things on my mind that I can write about, so here goes.
First off, I watched the movie "Hotel Rwanda" last night, and if you have any idea what it's about you probably can already guess that it's a pretty sad afair. I myself was not particularly familiar with the events that took place there prior to viewing the movie, so I guess I wouldn't expect any of you to be either, so here's a brief description. Basically, the country was broken into two ethnic groups by Belgium colonists way back in 1916, ethnic groups that would basically seem silly by today's standards (all black people were split based solely on skin tone, nose width, and other personal characteristics, with one group being hailed as superior for no real reason). Anyway, many many years later in the midst of much conflict a civil war breaks out in which genocide at its purest is carried out against the weaker group. Within 3 months the militias and armies of the majority killed over 800,000 of the opposition in hopes of eliminating their ethnic group entirely.
The most ridiculous aspect of all of this is that the rest of the world basically sat around idley watching the slaughter occur on television without a care, as this group of Africans seemed expendable. Of course countries such as the United States did everything they could to remove American tourists from the country, but in the face of perhaps the most grevious act since the holocaust we did nothing. As the newly appointed Team America: World Police by the creators of South Park, where were we on this one? I must admit that I am not entirely sure when America really is responsible for intervention in such catastrophies, but with the current propaganda telling us that despite no evidence of WofMD in Iraq we still were justified to end the suffering of their people, how could we not intervene more heavily in something so much worse, with so much more life at stake? Now, it is worth noting that this occured during the Clinton administration, and the refusal of aid is obviously not an attack on Bush directly, but it just makes me all the more curious how much more personal the attack on Iraq must have been if this event was less worthy of military involvement. Anyway, I suppose I must mention that the movie itself was ok to good, not amazing, but certainly worth a look, and Don Cheadle was properly due the critical acclaim he was given for the film.
Also on my mind is an oh so brief mention of my memorial day celebration. Oddly enough, I was at the beach in Canada (near Port Huron) for the American holiday, and it was truly peaceful and beautiful. I was joined by Adam, Christy, Kevin, and Mills (the last two old friends of Adam's for those not familiar), and the oddities of Canada were enough to keep me entertained. For instance, they have a cookie brand in Canada called "Digestives." Also, at KFC you dont get mashed potatoes or coleslaw for your side dish, you get fries and a side salad (???). Lastly, Canadians drive too damn slow. They need to pump shit up to like 120 kmph. Alright, I'm going to get doing some other very valuable activities now, so until next time, cya later and leave a comment.