For the first time in my life I feel the need for a physical health schedule. This is the result of my realization that I generally feel rather lethargic and weak all day long. After all, there is good reason for this: I get very little excercise except through work, I never stretch, I often eat poorly or not enough, and I generally don't get ( Read more... )

Finished it yesterday. One truely brilliant work, the first work of Trotsky I've read really. This is the type of document revolutionaries rightly base themselves on. I look forward to a second reading in the relative near future ( Read more... )

DANIEL'S BIRTHDAY! yAHY YEEAH YEAH! Happy... what is it now, fourteenth birthday? I hope all is well. You see Daniel, I believe that your are simply more interesting and more important than all of my lj friends put together. So I have no qualms about subjecting their tired eyes to rejoiceful birthday posts such as this one ( Read more... )

Phoolan Devi is sold at age 11 for a rusted bicycle and starved cow, her useful purpose for the buyer being that of wifery and servitude. For a good half of the movie, the film depicts the beaten and battered childhood of the future Bandit Queen, and showcases an unusually high number of rape scenes (4 or so). Through this sometimes eye-grating, ( Read more... )

Being a Bostonian, I feel obliged to make some form of reference to the Red Sox's victory. But I can't decide between mockery of competitive sports in general, or mockery of the pathetic aspirations of those poor souls that proudly proclaim themselves to be "die hards ( Read more... )

I have Kazaa and my own music again!!!

I am now back, fully arrived. I had a horrible, neck-wrenching sleep on the plane, read a little Reform or Revolution, had some smooth, complimentary red wine, watched Bridget Jone's Diary and disembarked ( Read more... )

I met up with Mariam again at the Palm Hostel and am back on friendly terms. But sometime when I was cleaning my cups, or brushing my teeth, she went out to work, alone, even though we planned to go togehter. This makes me sad, and slightly annoyed. But at least we're on good terms agian. I'll probably see her at a later time in Jerusalem ( Read more... )

-- Being hit on by muscular, non-English speaking Palestinian man in the heart of Ramallah

-- Talking with Nassar, the drunker, insightful and impulsive man I passed time with in Jericho

-- Seeing street banner equating Zionism with Nazism, later realizing it was signed HAMAS

A day to remember why the twin towers fell: American foreign policy.