Screw LJ CUTS
So I got totally bored and decided to do a net search of the phrase FUCK YOU, HARRY POTTER. And the first link was a blog entry that was opinionated and totally true. I mean I didn't learn anything from Harry Potter. And he gave a really good example of book that would allow a reader to learn something and ask "Is the Earth worth saving?" That's a really heavy question y'all and for that to be explored in a novel for middle schoolers. SHIT. I learn more about life from Buffy and Avatar.
But I also learned six teenagers can break into a government building and not get shit rained down on them. Also your security sucks if that can happen. How the fuck did that go? I remember they all went into the Phone Booth and they got rescue party badges, yeah?
And it totally tackles the adult themes Harry Potter has. Someone tell them to me because I was like since when did Harry Potter have adult themes? Because I thought adult themes were like rape and drug addiction. I mean the Unforgivables are dark and the Imperio curse is like the date rape drug of magic. The only thing I remember after the third book is that Harry Potter is one lucky motherfucker because in real life no way can untrained and underage wizards take out a group of Dark Wizards. Wait... you guys get what I mean. Haha.
And word, Avatar for all it's Nickelodeon-ness had more "adult themes"(if adult theme means something kids shouldn't be exposed to) There was a genocide. And then there was going to be another one. Zuko had fucking depth. Draco Malfoy was a puddle so whatever seventh book because that just seems to me like saving your own ass.
Whatever. Let's not get into a Avatar vs. Harry Potter debate. Because Avatar so totally wins. (Avatar had more characters turning face and going against what they wer raised to believe and doing what was right in the end. YEAH! I'm talking about Book Three.) And Buffy totally had awesome character growth too. What's up Cordelia. Also Travis backs me up.
Favorite parts of the blog:
-I thought that the first Potter book communicated a certain racism-by-neglect. If you recall, there was one character "of color" (I fucking hate that turn of phrase, but what have you) in the book -- Dean Thomas. And whereas other characters got detailed descriptions of their hair, their eyes, even their complexions, all Dean got was the note that he was "black" and, later, that he liked the West Ham soccer team. That was fucking it. He's "black" and likes sports -- way to stereotype there, Rowling!
-In short, there are better, deeper, more insightful, and more enlightening books that one could read than any of the titles in Rowling's series -- so fuck Harry Potter. People praise the books and their author for getting kids and adults alike excited about reading, but fuck that, too. Contrary to the popular slogan, reading is not fundamental -- reading is instrumental. Reading isn't intrinsically valuable -- the act is only so valuable as the knowledge and benefits gleaned from the exercise. You may respond at once with kneejerk disagreement, but simply consider that not everything written and read is good: in addition to the many terrible yet more/less harmless books out there, many wicked and detrimental ideas have been communicated through printed media.
Now that I'm done pissing Sei off. Here's how my beach trip went.
So we went hiking. The guide said that we were the first group to use the trail so there was like five minutes of me making jokes about how we going to take the trail's virginity. It was a fun ass hike. The trail had many different fitness stations. At one station you're meant to carry a 40 kg barbell for some length of trail. And a station with a declined crunch board. All of the station's "equipment" was made out of wood so as to be natural. It was really cute.
Then there was an obstacle course. One part had this swinging rope where you swing then jump onto a cargo net and climb up and over and go down the other side. I got onto the cargo net and then freaked out about climbing over to the other side. Also I have knot shaped bruise from where I collided with the fucking net.
After the trail, me and my friend rented a sea kayak and a skim board. I love skim boarding even though I didn't master it. I kept falling on my ass and if you think the sand is soft, you're wrong. The sea kayaking was fun. I went out like three times with three different friends. Great workout for the arms.
So anyway, Anvaya Cove is so much more sweet when you know that you're friends in the states are not on break and just had midterms and it's maybe getting colder where they are. HAHA! Suck it Sei! Just kidding.
Then we stayed the night in San Narciso with a bon fire on the beach telling ghost stories and freaking ourselves out about there being tree spirits and dwarves out on the trail...
Then we went back to Manila to get our first sem grades. I did awesome by everyone else's standard and made people jealous of my mad skillz but an 88 in the hardest class is UNACCEPTABLE! And shameface because I got an 89 in PE! Fucking table tennis. It's not easy. But I got a high GPA thing.
SO END
But I also learned six teenagers can break into a government building and not get shit rained down on them. Also your security sucks if that can happen. How the fuck did that go? I remember they all went into the Phone Booth and they got rescue party badges, yeah?
And it totally tackles the adult themes Harry Potter has. Someone tell them to me because I was like since when did Harry Potter have adult themes? Because I thought adult themes were like rape and drug addiction. I mean the Unforgivables are dark and the Imperio curse is like the date rape drug of magic. The only thing I remember after the third book is that Harry Potter is one lucky motherfucker because in real life no way can untrained and underage wizards take out a group of Dark Wizards. Wait... you guys get what I mean. Haha.
And word, Avatar for all it's Nickelodeon-ness had more "adult themes"(if adult theme means something kids shouldn't be exposed to) There was a genocide. And then there was going to be another one. Zuko had fucking depth. Draco Malfoy was a puddle so whatever seventh book because that just seems to me like saving your own ass.
Whatever. Let's not get into a Avatar vs. Harry Potter debate. Because Avatar so totally wins. (Avatar had more characters turning face and going against what they wer raised to believe and doing what was right in the end. YEAH! I'm talking about Book Three.) And Buffy totally had awesome character growth too. What's up Cordelia. Also Travis backs me up.
Favorite parts of the blog:
-I thought that the first Potter book communicated a certain racism-by-neglect. If you recall, there was one character "of color" (I fucking hate that turn of phrase, but what have you) in the book -- Dean Thomas. And whereas other characters got detailed descriptions of their hair, their eyes, even their complexions, all Dean got was the note that he was "black" and, later, that he liked the West Ham soccer team. That was fucking it. He's "black" and likes sports -- way to stereotype there, Rowling!
-In short, there are better, deeper, more insightful, and more enlightening books that one could read than any of the titles in Rowling's series -- so fuck Harry Potter. People praise the books and their author for getting kids and adults alike excited about reading, but fuck that, too. Contrary to the popular slogan, reading is not fundamental -- reading is instrumental. Reading isn't intrinsically valuable -- the act is only so valuable as the knowledge and benefits gleaned from the exercise. You may respond at once with kneejerk disagreement, but simply consider that not everything written and read is good: in addition to the many terrible yet more/less harmless books out there, many wicked and detrimental ideas have been communicated through printed media.
Now that I'm done pissing Sei off. Here's how my beach trip went.
So we went hiking. The guide said that we were the first group to use the trail so there was like five minutes of me making jokes about how we going to take the trail's virginity. It was a fun ass hike. The trail had many different fitness stations. At one station you're meant to carry a 40 kg barbell for some length of trail. And a station with a declined crunch board. All of the station's "equipment" was made out of wood so as to be natural. It was really cute.
Then there was an obstacle course. One part had this swinging rope where you swing then jump onto a cargo net and climb up and over and go down the other side. I got onto the cargo net and then freaked out about climbing over to the other side. Also I have knot shaped bruise from where I collided with the fucking net.
After the trail, me and my friend rented a sea kayak and a skim board. I love skim boarding even though I didn't master it. I kept falling on my ass and if you think the sand is soft, you're wrong. The sea kayaking was fun. I went out like three times with three different friends. Great workout for the arms.
So anyway, Anvaya Cove is so much more sweet when you know that you're friends in the states are not on break and just had midterms and it's maybe getting colder where they are. HAHA! Suck it Sei! Just kidding.
Then we stayed the night in San Narciso with a bon fire on the beach telling ghost stories and freaking ourselves out about there being tree spirits and dwarves out on the trail...
Then we went back to Manila to get our first sem grades. I did awesome by everyone else's standard and made people jealous of my mad skillz but an 88 in the hardest class is UNACCEPTABLE! And shameface because I got an 89 in PE! Fucking table tennis. It's not easy. But I got a high GPA thing.
SO END