Friday, October 2, 2009

Enter the land of lakes and volcanoes...

So a couple weeks ago I found out that I'll be spending next semester in Central America. Nicaragua to be specific. My hope was to immediately document my feelings via this here blog. But between gathering and filling out paperwork, taking care of passport issues, being vaccinated for myriad of terrifying diseases and staying on top of normal school work I've barely had a minute to sit and reflect.

Nicaragua is the second poorest country in the Western hemisphere (just behind Haiti). Roughly 80% of the country subsists on two dollars a day or less. Keep in mind that that is accounting for the parity principle. So when someone says that a population lives on two dollars a day that is a reference to the equivalent of what two dollars would get you in the US. In effect, this means that the vast majority of the country makes due with less money than most homeless people in the states have in their pockets at any given time. On top of its current state, Nicaragua also possesses a bloody political and revolutionary history that reads like a work of fiction; a peoples' movements that toppled a US-backed dynastic dictatorship, a CIA sponsored counter-revolution that killed hundreds of thousands, and tragic return to unyielding poverty.

Honestly, I don't know what to expect but I feel like it's an opportunity I can't pass up. It's one thing to spend all of your time discussing and denouncing the evils of our current global socio-economic state, it's a whole a different ball game when you're staring its effects in the face.

I have spent so much time lately thinking about my life, my privilege, and my future. Though I am afraid of failing to accomplish the goals that I've set for myself, I'm tired of waiting to see if I can make them a reality. Nicaragua undoubtedly will mark a new chapter in my life. The difference this time is that for once I feel like I get some control in the authorship.

Monday, September 7, 2009

I think that's a bad sign.

So I chose to listen to my Pelican radio station on Pandora tonight....I couldn't have possibly made a better decision. It was like a brain massage.

Writing this wasn't.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

So I started a blog.

My Back Pages - Bob Dylan

Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Bob Dylan came out with this song in 1964 on Another Side of Bob Dylan. It is widely thought that the song represents a recantation of the explicitly political messages that made up so much of his earlier work. I don't pretend to be an expert on music or Bob Dylan, I am certainly not, but I hear something else in My Back Pages. I hear an acknowledgement of the complexities of human relationships and the inherently short shelf-life of idealism. I could be wrong though.

Much like My Back Pages, I am not sure what this "blog experiment" is supposed to represent either. But I'd willing to venture that it will end up having something to do with the byzantine nature of social relationships and my own struggles with idealism.

Either that or I'll just post a bunch of funny youtube videos for a couple weeks then forget about it. I guess we'll have to wait and see.