One Nation Under Bluetooth

If we had more limbs and ears, we could take multitasking to a new level and take advantage of everything that the world of technology has to offer. With the latest technology in hands-free headsets for cellular phones, one of our iPod earbuds will have to move aside so our Bluetooth wireless headsets can take over.

Now that the geeky, antiquated, wired, hands-free headsets have given way to the sleek and stylish Bluetooth headsets, talking to yourself has officially become normal. Until Bluetooth headsets become the standard method of cell phone conversations, many people will have some adjusting to do the next time someone is seen arguing with themselves.

As a frequent Bluetooth wearer, I often get awkward stares as I stroll through the aisles of Publix or Target talking on the phone. Passersby often start answering my questions thinking that I am talking to them. Then, they notice that shiny silvery gadget in my ear and laugh at their confusion. It has been a slight adjustment to regulating my cell phone to my pocket, but as I find typing a paper or cooking dinner without having to wedge my phone between ear and shoulder or bother with the annoying earpiece wire, the benefits of Bluetooth technology have never been so rewarding.

Many users keep their comfortable ear pieces in throughout the day. Why waste time putting it on your ear every time a call comes through? Bluetooth headsets, freeing our hands from the constraints of cell phones, now invade activities where cell phone use was often physically impossible. The increase of Bluetooth headsets into the UM gym surprises me. A place to release stress, listen to music, and ignore the world for a few hours, the gym becomes an ideal time to talk on the phone while in an extreme set of bicep curls or an intense treadmill run.

It is not bothersome that someone is on the phone next to me kvetching about their relationship woes, but it saddens me to think that we have become so busy and attached to our cell phones that not even during rigorous exercise can we ignore our phone calls. In many hectic college lives, it is not often during the day that we have time to ourselves.

I am not one to judge when a call is important or where a call should be received, but for now, Bluetooth technology creates more ease than disruption. The verdict is still out on how safe extended cell phone use is for the brain when the phone is kept by the ear. Now, perhaps, we have a way in which we can prevent the possible harmful waves that may cause brain damage.

Just when it was thought that cell phones would never come unglued to ears, Bluetooth headsets made the glue even stronger. What about the dangers of driving while talking on your cell phone? If Bluetooth headsets came free with a purchase of a new car, then perhaps more people would keep their eyes on the road or will they?

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And the War Burns On

The search for weapons of mass destruction has ended on the home front. The latest US recruit, Willy Peter, appeared in Iraq using chemical weapons against the Iraqi insurgency. This is Willy Peter’s second tour of duty. He made his first appearance in November 2004 during the battle of Fallujah in what the US called the “shake and bake” missions to force out insurgent positions.

Willy Peter, the military nickname of white phosphorus, has again become the latest military tactic in the US’s attempt to bring democracy to Iraq. White phosphorus is a chemical weapon similar to napalm, except the 800-1,000 °C burns of white phosphorus penetrate through to the bone.

Two reports revealed the Pentagon regarded the use of white phosphorus as “an incendiary weapon against enemy combatants.”* A March 2005 magazine article in Field Artillery and reports from embedded US journalists conflicted with the Pentagon’s original message of “we don’t use napalm or chemical weapons.”*

In a war that was never meant to last years and was to liberate persecuted people, the line between oppressors and oppressed is blurred. Using chemical force to drive the enemies “out of their holes*” is a tactic that should be unfamiliar to most Americans.

As our country attempts to establish who can and cannot have weapons of mass destruction, the Pentagon claims the use of white phosphorus as an illumination tactic should in no capacity categorize this compound as a chemical weapon. The use of white phosphorus as an incendiary weapon skirts the boundaries of the Geneva Convention on Biological and Chemical Weapons of 1980. The US has yet to sign this agreement that bans using incendiary weapons in civilian regions.*

Clearly our country, with its great wisdom, has decided to become not only the weapons inspector but weapons enforcer. And as the weapons czar, the US has the power to use any weapon it deems necessary to complete a military mission, despite such weapons outlawed by countries of potential terrorist capabilities.

With a global agreement in place to reduce the stockpiling of weaponry and withhold the use of chemical and biological weapons in civilian areas, the US should not rise above international law. If white phosphorus is not considered a chemical weapon, despite phosphorus as one of the most volatile periodic elements, the US again enters the rhetorical war as the self-proclaimed weapons czar who decides what is correct and not correct.

The Iraq War has been a battle of rhetoric since the first bombs destroyed Iraqi homes. The public must understand the chemistry and the barbaric effects of this pyrophoric substance so that considering white phosphorus a non chemical weapon is meaningless.

The reports of torture, clandestine prisons, and now the questionable use of white phosphorus should make everyone wonder about the mission our country has undertaken. The most powerful and technologically sophisticated country in the world uses warfare tactics that were only thought capable by the enemy? What country sets these examples for a burgeoning democracy?

The trenches have grown so deep that the current government seems to now turn to any means necessary to dig itself out. A country of such wealth and privilege should have the ingenuity and wisdom to save itself while saving the lives of others, for power is useful if one knows how to use it and not abuse it.

*Quotes and facts provided by “Chemical Weapons: Willy Peter” by Danny Mayer for the January 2006 issue of Z Magazine.

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The Pen is Still Mightier

As dissent grows from our occupation in Iraq, it appears the pen is no longer mightier than the sword or in 2006, the automatic weapon. For Wall Street Journal reporter Matt Pottinger, taking action against inaction, his pen no longer holds the might it once did. This 32-year-old journalist joined the US Marines knowing the strong chance he will be deployed to Iraq. This change of occupation comes as part of his plea to America to "Get off our sofas and get involved. Start improving ourselves. We're competing now.”

After returning to the US from assignment in China, he returned to a country that did not seem at war. "I was surprised by that … and that disturbed me. It gave me a sense that we were being a little bit too complacent."

He served his country for nearly a decade as a reporter, and now takes, as what he feels, is the next step in serving his country. "I wanted to actually be participating in an incredibly important period in our history as opposed to just observing and reporting events. … I didn't want to watch the movie and not have a part in it."

As the president’s line of reasoning for this war is gradually refuted, the public’s disapproval for the imperialism under the banner of “spreading democracy” grows. And as the US wonders how far to dig the war hole, our men and women fight a government’s war of a seemingly endless struggle against religious extremists seeking the riches of martyrdom.

In a war that now appears to be a quagmire, the media is beginning to find its backbone and expose the injustice that is committed daily. For Pottinger, his voice at the news power house of the Wall Street Journal (a conservative news organization) was apparently not enough in a country where the majority of citizens is against the war and has a national voice via the Internet. Though we are now able to have our voices heard through blogging, those with instant national recognition have an obligation to open the eyes of the country to the true facts, positive or negative.

Now is not the time to add another body to the death count if it can be avoided. If it is complacency that one detests, call your fellow Americans to action through the many means this country offers from Congressional letters to blogs to non violent protests.

It is going to take more than Pottinger to help bring democracy and stability to Iraq. With the information that comes out of Iraq regarding the insanity, the mounting deaths on both sides, and the turmoil this war has caused at home and abroad, it is difficult to believe that one would voluntarily enlist in the Marines during this war of needless aggression when you had a media outlet behind you that published your voice.

Fueling the violence in the Middle East will not create peace. If we want to right a wrong, uncovering injustice is the first step. Losing a journalist to fight in the war, rather than going overseas to cover the war, may prove counter productive when many at home are crying for their family members to return to the US from the war.

On top of the mounting concerns in Iraq and the corruption on Capitol Hill, the state of the union is not reassuring. The media have enlightened the public for decades to social and political scandals. During this time of possible executive government malfeasance, the media should place our current government on a public trial exposing the dishonesty in the court of public opinion thereby forcing chance.

If our society has not lost its sense of ethics and law, justice will overcome injustice, but this will not be accomplished with a gun. You can save more lives with your pen than with violence. Matt Pottinger you may be a naive conservative ideologue who has imbibed too much kool-aid from the neoconservative trough. Violence only breeds more violence. I hope you come home safe, and you learn war and violence cause much suffering.

Life is Recognizable Again

Desolate streets. An eight o’clock curfew. A lone bus stop with electricity. Gas lines wrapped for miles around streets. Limited food at select restaurants. We have much to be thankful for as the winds of hurricane Wilma blew through South Florida leaving more than cool temperatures in her path.

Making landfall on the Southern West coast as a category three storm, Florida was spared by what was once a category five storm. Hours after sunny skies appeared, many residents in the surrounding Coral Gables area were fortunate enough to take in the low temperatures by walking, jogging, or riding bikes for both exercise and damage assessment.

South Florida was hit harder than most expected, as was seen more in those areas north of Miami. The University of Miami finally got the week-long fall break they always hoped for. As many lives were disrupted with power outages and school and work closures, our lives returned to us much sooner than the residents displaced by hurricanes Katrina and Rita.

In our Miami-Dade bubble, we were given a short mental health break from our hectic lives. For all residents, the destructive consequences of a hurricane paused lives. Whether you rode out the beast of nature in Florida or took the fastest mode of transportation out of the state, all were unaware of how and when life would return to our personal norms.

In the tinier bubble of UM, tests were postponed and reading days vanished; the school salvaged our month-long winter break. Many took the school closure as time to relax, catch up on work, or stay in a week long state of inebriation.

As school returned from its week-long interruption and the pieces of South Florida were slowly picked up, our country, state, and world were again reminded this year of the destructive power and unpredictability that nature has. Despite having days to prepare for the storm’s impact, it seems that there is never enough time, energy, and man-power to prepare; no one can deny nature’s way of always outsmarting the most intelligent of human beings and their sophisticated tools.

We can be annoyed and irritated that our precious daily schedules were interrupted, but this negative energy will add to the already high stress levels reached after waiting in gas lines for eight hours only to arrive at an empty pump. Whether comparing the disastrous storms of Katrina or Andrew or Charlie, in these terms, Florida was spared from the worst as this year’s hurricane season finally comes to a well-needed close.

As cable, internet, and electricity are slowly restored, we can return our attention from nature to politics in the new day-time drama, “All My Cronies.” Things are not looking good for pals Karl and Scooter as special prosecutor P. J. Fitzgerald upholds the rule of law. Scooter was indicted but countered with his resignation. How about his foot injury? How do you arrest a man and put him in handcuffs when he his on crutches?

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Intolerance: An Eye for an Eye, A Life for a Death

On Earth, we are given the chance to live out our human existence. Given this fragile and temporary stopping place in what should be a journey for enlightenment and inner peace, it is astounding that so much evil and strife exists in and between human beings.

Life, an adventure of varying pleasures, is already short-lived in comparison to what may be an infinite death. Our lives are a one-time event of choices and decisions too often cut short by tragedy committed by fellow human beings.

We are all human beings, and like all species, we have varieties. Our variations create likes, dislikes, and ideas of superiority among some. Though we bleed, laugh, cry, eat, sleep, reproduce, and produce waste, our minor variations have come to prevail over our oneness as human beings. For those who insist on maintaining differences above similarities, beware, because this attitude creates hatred, conflict, and death.

Differences too often create unnecessary violence. In a world dominated by violence, it is often difficult to locate peace and kindness in our lives made easier through modern conveniences and our nation’s wealth. Many allow the trivialities of their lives to irritate yet comfort them while forgetting the larger concerns of humanity and the planet. The plight of starvation, war, global warming, AIDS, and nature’s fury ought to make any other minor problem insignificant. The desire for endless extravagance is used as a poultice for the mental suffering that captivates those of us living in this society.

We live in a society where the power brokers of our civilization solve conflicts by engaging in conflicts; ending lives is redemption for lives already lost. We place other men, women, and the young in harmful situations when non-violent alternatives appear futile. We profess courage and loyalty when lives are lost for what is professed a noble cause. The men and woman who sacrifice their lives for the well-being of others are undeniably brave; cowards are those who give the orders on pretenses and lies. If the leaders of today begin to make decisions based on the philosophy of kindness, we will start the process of shaping a world of compassion and understanding; one free from prejudices with concern for the planet and the life on it.

If we begin with harmless speech and understanding and begin to fight fire with water, instead of more fire, perhaps, then, we will realize our struggle through life is shared by all. By not helping one another ease through this life, we get caught in the whirlwind of negativity. As people engage in actions that bring harm to others, they make their lives harder as well.

Sadly, we often use man-made weapons instead of our voices. When all human beings begin to realize that thoughts, speech, and actions of hatred, intolerance, and violence are a two-way transaction, perhaps then we will engage in what benefits everyone equally. Until human beings begin to value life as much as we profess we do, we will continue to send messages of hypocrisy to our younger generation.

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Kanye West, Barbara Bush lay down the beat

In the days following Hurricane Katrina, Kanye West declared, “George Bush doesn’t care about black people.” Barbara Bush declared, “And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them.” Two different people. Two different opinions regarding the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.

These statements reveal that something is wrong with our country and those who govern it. A serious evaluation of the state of our society is desperately needed. The handling of the evacuation and aftermath of Hurricane Katrina opened the eyes of many and keeps the eyes of some closed.

Making racist accusations against our commander in chief and government in general is not helpful, but this ought to be taken as a realization that people in this country are unhappy with the current administration. When the former first lady, the current first grandmother, considers the displaced Gulf Coast area residents better off, it shows a detachment from reality; more so than the previous opinion against her son.

Like 9/11, the disaster caused by Hurricane Katrina allowed our nation to see where we are vulnerable and what needs improving. Our government outwardly professes “compassionate conservatism,” yet its actions display “non-compassionate incompetence.”

The richest country in the world knows how to give orders and pull a trigger but needs directions on how to lend a helping hand. The US is compelled to manage its superiority with violence, firepower, and technological advancements. It is no wonder that with war we quickly pull the trigger but prove to be inept with helping those in need from a natural disaster at home. If our nation and the rest of the world begin to open its heart to guide its actions to create peace and curtail suffering, we can slowly create a planet that cares.

Unfortunately, we live in a country of quick-fixes and quick pick-me-ups. We tend to handle situations with haste and with little regard for others. Violence proves an easy means to an end; a solution when all other options appear futile. When Gulf Coast area residents needed our country the most, our government took its time.

Does a man-made disaster deserve more attention than a natural disaster? When loss of life occurs all disasters become the same. As soon as our country begins to reorganize its mixed up priorities, we might have a chance to better protect our citizens should tragedy –in any form–strike again.

Tragedy is part of the cycle of life, but we have the potential to subdue the painful trail of tears tragedy can leave. As the horrific scenes from the Gulf Coast region flooded television and computer screens, Kanye West probably said what many were thinking. Mrs. Bush, a woman of socio-economic privilege, reveals her “let them eat cake” attitude in times of great need. There is no sensible reason for such an attitude; senility is the only excuse for this asinine comment.

There is much to rebuild following Hurricane Katrina and even more to rebuild for the well-being of our citizens and country. Will we finally learn from our mistakes? I hope we will not need another war or act of nature or terrorism before we turn toward the philosophy of kindness and away from the philosophy of greed and power. For now, we can all begin to follow the guidance of the Vietnamese Buddhist monk Thich Nath Hanh: “There is no path to peace. Peace is the path.”

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Facebook: The next generation of instant friends

As the fall semester neared, I began to worry about the incoming freshmen. It frightened me to think that these new students would not have a chance to meet nor attend orientation until the weekend before school began. I tried to remember how I dealt with my new environment as a freshman but that seemed like years ago.

While anguishing over the freshmen’s plight, I continued my daily browsing of Thefacebook.com. After receiving friendship requests from old high school buddies who graduated in May, I reached my summer’s divine revelation: the class of 2009 was on Thefacebook.

As giddy high school seniors, the class of 2009 had heard, some even seen, the internet website of college students that is Thefacebook. As the parents of these young adults wrote the University of Miami a big fat tuition check, this promising group of incoming freshmen finally received their UM e-mail addresses–their gateway to groups, messaging, walls, and, of course, poking.

With intense friend viewing and group searching, I found students from the class of 2009 to be new members of the Thefacebook from as early as April. If last year’s students thought they were Thefacebook junkies, this new crop of Canes chomped down on the bit until it broke. These students were excited to be closer to the next phase of their lives; I was there once too.

I continued my investigative research because April seemed a little too soon. As I scrolled through the accounts of various incoming freshmen, I noticed most fields to be completely entered. Scrolling further, these new members were already part of several or hundreds of groups, and as I recently figured out how to turn on my wall, the freshmen already had endless walls.

Then my eyes wandered over to the right side of the page, where they bulged out of their sockets as I saw the number of friends these students had already accumulated without attending UM yet. Girls with 200 friends; others with 500. Guys with 170, another with 4 (he had just joined that day). One thing was for certain: the freshmen were creating massive friendships that dwarfed my measly 150 friends that I proudly accumulated in a year.

How could these new students have so many friends already? UM must have decided to have summer orientation. No, they did not, but Thefacebook did. I hope the person with 200 friends maintains every friendship or at least meets each person face to face; they owe their quasi-friends that much.

Congratulations to this Internet website. You are helping ease the transition into college; however, I am still angry with the recent surge of middle school acquaintances, who I thought I had finally lost, asking to be my friend. I did get my redemption. I kept those past schoolmates in purgatory–that area in Thefacebook cyberspace when someone asks to be your friend and you have yet to confirm or reject the friendship–for weeks before I slapped myself for acting so petty and confirmed the childhood friend.

I do not know how you freshmen did it. Whether you selected the most attractive people or ones you held similar interests with, I was unable to close the case. UM is a large school, so good luck finding all your friends. As for me, I am just happy that I have a few more thousand accounts to browse; I was getting bored already. In time, you realize that you maintain relationships with five of your Thefacebook friends. And as you will soon learn, there is much floating around on Thefacebook.com, so please remember to use protection when poking.

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