Jedi, Wookies, Storm Troopers… Oh my!

I am a major fan of Star Wars. However, I’m not a big enough fan to dress the part, but in my heart I am a Jedi in training. The whole set up of a classic struggle between good and evil (when its done right) that gets me mesmerized.

However, there is just something about 17 hours of my life sitting in a giant movie theatre and watching all six movies that really makes me wonder what I’m doing with my life. This week in Los Angeles thousands of Star Wars fans get the mother of all Star Wars conventions: 17 hours worth of Star Wars from beginning to end. Do these people get to go home and take a nap? Can you imagine 17 hours of no sleep and watching Star Wars the entire time? By the eleventh hour I’m sure everyone starts looking like Yoda.

Crazy, Crazy ‘bout… Something

Some of you may have heard of this guy, Kenneth Eng. He’s a guy with – issues – to say the least. After the shootings at Virginia Tech he released a short clip on Youtube praising the killer, Cho Seung-hui. He’s also been in the news for his not so friendly race relation talk. Just when you think strange people couldn’t get any weirder they go and surprise you.

Children’s Army Part 2

For some reason I don’t get freaked out when my eight-year-old cousin picks up a plastic, oversized gun and aims for my head. But for some reason when a 5-year-old kindergartener says :

I’m going to bomb, bomb, bomb the school and everyone in it.

After reading this story I realized how crazy it must be in live in a country where at such a young age you have the mentality that you have to liberate your country. Completely mind-boggling. I can’t even begin to imagine what they must be thinking everyday they wake up and think what’s going on outside their window, to be so young, and so aware of their environment. It puts so many of us to shame, since our own involvement with the situation is through our local news channel on TV during dinner. There is no way to even try to put yourself in these children’s shoes, no way at all.
—Eming Piansay