Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Targeting the people
Che's Last Letter probably grasped the attention of America's youth because he relates to them. He writes, "My thoughts turn to the young people struggling for a chance at life in the bowels of plastic America cut off from the lifeline of human existence" Che' writes that just like the youth of America, he is in a similiar situation. He takes the place of "hero" though because instead of being "cynical," Che is fighting for his beliefs. He implys that he is superior because he is not afraid to die; it is better than going back to being "a respected professional in a system I detested." So, what's the message here? Don't act like you believe something, don't conform to societal standards, but prove yourself moral and worthy by joining the fight for a revolution. As Che implies, the fight will not be easy but well worth it. In order for success, Che calls for a "world revolution," and if he can do it, can't everyone?.... His message is effective because it targets emotion, and credibility, and allows the youth of America to question their own actions.
Reflection - "The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carrol"
The intorductory material for this poem immediately hit home for me. My book has the story of Carrol's death already highlighted so my eyes went right there. I thought instantly of my own family because I am one of nine kids; and Carrol had ten kids. There is a line that reads, "Hattie Carroll was the mother of ten children." It mentions nothing else but that one line has so much meaning attached to it that nothing else needs to be said.
As far as the actual poem goes, I found myself questioning why Dylan repeated, "But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,/ take the rag away from your face./Now aint the time for your tears." However ,when I got to the end of the poem and read "For now's the time for your tears" I was able to draw a conclusion. Dylan was sending the message that there's no point in wasting your time crying over murder/crime because these things happen every day. The real issue is that there is no justice for these crimes. Instead of crying over what is happening, cry over what is NOT happening. Dylan is implying a call for action.
As far as the actual poem goes, I found myself questioning why Dylan repeated, "But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,/ take the rag away from your face./Now aint the time for your tears." However ,when I got to the end of the poem and read "For now's the time for your tears" I was able to draw a conclusion. Dylan was sending the message that there's no point in wasting your time crying over murder/crime because these things happen every day. The real issue is that there is no justice for these crimes. Instead of crying over what is happening, cry over what is NOT happening. Dylan is implying a call for action.
Why we Think the Things we do
Edward Sanders' poem, Yeats in the Gas, reminds me of something I can personally relate. Sanders mentions how in the midst of brutality, Ochs thought of Yeats. Sanders analyzes what Ochs meant by this, and reaches the conclusion that he must have been referring to the line "a terrible beauty is born." I like the way Sanders incorporates this line into his own writing because it makes sense and fits appropriately. On the other hand, Ochs might not have been thinking about a specific Yeat's poem or quote.
I know when I'm in times of stress, frustration, or fear, I find that the weirdest thoughts come to my mind. Especially during times of high stress, I find myself humming songs to myself. Random things come to my mind as a way to help me get through situations. It is also a way to take yourself out of situation, or relate your situation to something else as a way to feel not so alone. Maybe Ochs was thinking of specific quotes from Keats, or maybe he was like me and escaping a frightening situation by a stream of random thoughts.
I know when I'm in times of stress, frustration, or fear, I find that the weirdest thoughts come to my mind. Especially during times of high stress, I find myself humming songs to myself. Random things come to my mind as a way to help me get through situations. It is also a way to take yourself out of situation, or relate your situation to something else as a way to feel not so alone. Maybe Ochs was thinking of specific quotes from Keats, or maybe he was like me and escaping a frightening situation by a stream of random thoughts.
Reflections on Alexie
For my Lit300 class I had to write a reflective essay that compared an aspect of an Indian captivity narative to a modern example. After reading Alexie's text, "Because my Father Always Said he was the Only Indian who saw Jimmi Hendrixs Play The Star Spangled Banner," I came across an interesting connection.
Many of the texts I read in Lit 300 were written from the perspective of Europeans (members of the dominant culture) interacting with Natie Americans (members of the subordinate culture). Alexie's text gave me opportunity to read the perspective of a Native American and his take on American culture.
One of the things that I wrote about in my essay is Alexie's use of the words "war paint." He writes, “my father is dressed in bell-bottoms and flowered shirt, his hair in braids, with red peace signs splashed across his face like war paint” (Alexie 317). It is interesting that Alexie refers to the peace signs as “war paint” because doing so probably makes sense to not only him because of his Native background, but also to members of dominant society because Indians have been represented as “warriors” throughout history. This idea is reinforced by Alexie because he writes that newspaper and magazine headlines described a picture of his father as “One Warrior Against War.” It is cliché that Alexie’s Native American father is labeled “warrior” but texts such as the captivity narratives have shaped these beliefs.
My LIT 300 professor thinks it is just ironic that Alexie uses the term "war paint," but I still stand my belief that he also does so as a way to represent his story in a way that people already understand.
Many of the texts I read in Lit 300 were written from the perspective of Europeans (members of the dominant culture) interacting with Natie Americans (members of the subordinate culture). Alexie's text gave me opportunity to read the perspective of a Native American and his take on American culture.
One of the things that I wrote about in my essay is Alexie's use of the words "war paint." He writes, “my father is dressed in bell-bottoms and flowered shirt, his hair in braids, with red peace signs splashed across his face like war paint” (Alexie 317). It is interesting that Alexie refers to the peace signs as “war paint” because doing so probably makes sense to not only him because of his Native background, but also to members of dominant society because Indians have been represented as “warriors” throughout history. This idea is reinforced by Alexie because he writes that newspaper and magazine headlines described a picture of his father as “One Warrior Against War.” It is cliché that Alexie’s Native American father is labeled “warrior” but texts such as the captivity narratives have shaped these beliefs.
My LIT 300 professor thinks it is just ironic that Alexie uses the term "war paint," but I still stand my belief that he also does so as a way to represent his story in a way that people already understand.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
“From the Free Speech Movement” by David Lance Goines caught my attention for a number of reasons. Right away I noticed that Goines subtitled his book “Coming Of Age in the 1960s.” I already know from what I’ve learned in class that coming of age in the sixties was totally different than coming of age in previous and later time periods. Teens today are expected and encouraged to develop an identity, and to take pride in ones-self no matter what that may embody. It was different in the sixties because it was the first time that teens were developing ideologies that went again mainstream society. If Goines had simply entitled his book “Coming of Age” it would not have had that immediate effect that it did in introducing a unique coming of age story. Goines’ arrest story lives up to the expectations I had assumed. The text signaled unity amongst teens, and his style of writing targets the audience in a welcoming way.
I first saw the theme of unity appear when the speaker in Goines’ story tells everyone that if they’ve got a dime, make sure they call Arrest Central to let everyone involved in the movement keep track of one another. This made me laugh because I usually think of most teens calling their parents if they’re thrown in jail, but then again a lot of teens had broke free from their parents during the sixties. The fact that the speaker wanted to “keep track of everyone” signaled the love and unity that characterized the rebellious teens of the time.
I also think it’s significant that Goines includes little clips of songs. It made me of the reader feel closer to the movement… in a way like I was there. Specifically this is true for the part where the speaker is singing while the cops are walking towards him/her. I could feel the anticipation building and almost imaged the song being sung by a nervous voice. These little song clips were effective because they help the audience get a little glimpse of the thoughts that are racing through the mind of the speaker.
I first saw the theme of unity appear when the speaker in Goines’ story tells everyone that if they’ve got a dime, make sure they call Arrest Central to let everyone involved in the movement keep track of one another. This made me laugh because I usually think of most teens calling their parents if they’re thrown in jail, but then again a lot of teens had broke free from their parents during the sixties. The fact that the speaker wanted to “keep track of everyone” signaled the love and unity that characterized the rebellious teens of the time.
I also think it’s significant that Goines includes little clips of songs. It made me of the reader feel closer to the movement… in a way like I was there. Specifically this is true for the part where the speaker is singing while the cops are walking towards him/her. I could feel the anticipation building and almost imaged the song being sung by a nervous voice. These little song clips were effective because they help the audience get a little glimpse of the thoughts that are racing through the mind of the speaker.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
"I Walked Out in Berkeley"- Reflection
This poem by Schmorleitz and Paik caught my interest because I think it was thoughtfully put together. The beginning seems like it stars out from an objective viewpoint; the writer notices and observes an old man whom happens to be the "traditionalist" Chancellor of Berkeley. The writer makes note of the mans physical features and condition: shaking, upset, "sad and dejected." The writer (a boy student) sits down with the man and hears him out which signal to me that he is a little unsure of himself. He must have no real "place" at this time of extreme separation between radicalists and traditionalists. He probably fell somewhere in between the middle of the two-- so each group, the man representing the traditionalists and the freedom speakers representing the radicals, had equal opportunity to sway this neutral student. The boy never gives lead to which side he's on because he leaves opinion out of the matter. He's more objective; describing the scene of his day. However, the "freedom speakers" seem to have won him over, and I think I might know why.
The old man is full of complaints and fears. He needs to insult and dismiss the freedom speakers in order to gain his credibility. When I put myself in the position of the student boy, I think that although the old man was clearly on a side (of the traditionalists) he was not confident. He was physically and mentally terrified that he had lost his power-- and to the students. On the other hand, the student makes no mention of WHAT the freedom speakers had said. He just implies that he was touched by it because he had "learned something at Berkeley that day." This implies a real part of the radical attitudes during the 60's. They did not CARE about the traditionalists; they were confident because they had nothing to lose. The spirit of hippies/radicals/freedom speakers out shined and over powered the conservatives in many ways. I can see how a teenager would be drawn into the movement-- things just appeared better on the radical side-- regardless of whether or not that was the case.
The old man is full of complaints and fears. He needs to insult and dismiss the freedom speakers in order to gain his credibility. When I put myself in the position of the student boy, I think that although the old man was clearly on a side (of the traditionalists) he was not confident. He was physically and mentally terrified that he had lost his power-- and to the students. On the other hand, the student makes no mention of WHAT the freedom speakers had said. He just implies that he was touched by it because he had "learned something at Berkeley that day." This implies a real part of the radical attitudes during the 60's. They did not CARE about the traditionalists; they were confident because they had nothing to lose. The spirit of hippies/radicals/freedom speakers out shined and over powered the conservatives in many ways. I can see how a teenager would be drawn into the movement-- things just appeared better on the radical side-- regardless of whether or not that was the case.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Silent Spring- commentary
It’s no wonder Rachel Carson’s book Silent Spring sparked the environmental movement. After reading the first chapter, A Fable for Tomorrow, I can see why people became extremists on the issue. Their beautiful environment, which they enjoyed and used, was being destroyed by the very same enjoyment and use of the people. The chapter has kind of a dark sarcasm to it because Carson explains the situation by writing, “some evil spell had settled on the community.” But then on the next page, Carson contradicts herself by writing, “No witchcraft, no enemy action had silenced the rebirth of new life in this stricken world. The people had done it to themselves.”
This juxtaposition is very accusing and confronting. The chapter made me feeling that nature is beautiful, and it’s a beautiful thing that people can enjoy it and benefit from it. However, the chapter takes a turn when it addresses the “strange blight” that fell over the land. I as a reader immediately thought, “It’s the people that caused this destruction because nature doesn’t just destroy itself…” Suddenly the playful, happy use and enjoyment of land didn’t seem so innocent. However, I don’t think that is the point that Carson was trying to get across. I think her chapter and book serve more as a warning for what can and will happen if people don’t limit themselves and the ways they commodify the land. I think that innocent interaction with nature does exist but so does harmful interaction. The two are both realities, but Carson implies that the two physically cannot exist at the same time.
This juxtaposition is very accusing and confronting. The chapter made me feeling that nature is beautiful, and it’s a beautiful thing that people can enjoy it and benefit from it. However, the chapter takes a turn when it addresses the “strange blight” that fell over the land. I as a reader immediately thought, “It’s the people that caused this destruction because nature doesn’t just destroy itself…” Suddenly the playful, happy use and enjoyment of land didn’t seem so innocent. However, I don’t think that is the point that Carson was trying to get across. I think her chapter and book serve more as a warning for what can and will happen if people don’t limit themselves and the ways they commodify the land. I think that innocent interaction with nature does exist but so does harmful interaction. The two are both realities, but Carson implies that the two physically cannot exist at the same time.
Thursday, February 12, 2009

Reading the chapter The Problem That Has No Name by Betty Friedan reminded me of the movie Stepford wives, where all the women are beautiful and perfect but they turn out to be robots. Even though it’s sad to admit, making the women as robots really was a good representation of the women in the 50’s and 60’s, although I don’t think it was their fault. Women were completely brainwashed by society that their true role in life was to be a good mother and wife. The women even brainwashed themselves by trying to silence their inside voices and convince themselves that everything was just the way it should be. Women knew that there was hardly an option other than being a housewife, and the women that chose to stray from this position were ridiculed for being the most horrifying thing of all: effeminate. I personally just think the men felt threatened that women would become equal and perhaps jeopardize their “manly” careers.
There were hardly any options available for women because mass media targeted them towards domestic training rather than educational training. And the woman became obsessed with this phenomenon because when you’re limited to one “purpose” in life, you pretty much want to be perfect at it—you want to excel and the one thing you’re allowed/ suppose to be good at. I imagine I would have been the same way but thanks to women’s rights activists like Eleanor Roosevelt and Betty Friedan I’m not—and neither is the rest of female population. In modern society, if a woman chooses to be a stay at home mom it is because she wants to and most people respect that decision. On the other hand, if a woman chooses to be a physician it is because she wants to, and because she qualifies just as much if not more than any man. And once again the woman earns the rightful respect—at least in most cases, but if not then a whole other can of worms is opened.
There were hardly any options available for women because mass media targeted them towards domestic training rather than educational training. And the woman became obsessed with this phenomenon because when you’re limited to one “purpose” in life, you pretty much want to be perfect at it—you want to excel and the one thing you’re allowed/ suppose to be good at. I imagine I would have been the same way but thanks to women’s rights activists like Eleanor Roosevelt and Betty Friedan I’m not—and neither is the rest of female population. In modern society, if a woman chooses to be a stay at home mom it is because she wants to and most people respect that decision. On the other hand, if a woman chooses to be a physician it is because she wants to, and because she qualifies just as much if not more than any man. And once again the woman earns the rightful respect—at least in most cases, but if not then a whole other can of worms is opened.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Commentary on Thomas Merton's poetry
The "Original Child Bomb" by Thomas Merton was my favorite reading this time around. When I first started reading it, it didn't sound like a poem at all but more like a bunch of factual paragraphs. The introductory information even characterizes Merton's writing as "flat, undramatic language." I kind of disagree with this statement because although Merton uses the "facts" like the ones we would find in history books, he throws in sarcasm and irony that do bring drama to the poem. These little twists bring meaning to the poem for me because they show a sharp contrast between government/ military vs. the anti-war protesters/civilians.
Stanza # 26 is one that stood out to me. Merton gives the run through of the history of the bomb: how it was made, the judgements about it, the power that government knew it had. One thing about the bomb that was definitely certain was its power to kill and perhaps destroy the entire city. In a literal sense, the bomb = death. So then in stanza 26, Merton describes the soldiers on the night before the bombing--"They were as excited as little boys on Christmas Eve." Merton won me over with this line. I was both disgusted and bewildered as to why/ how people can be so cruel.
Merton might have considered his poem a historical background, but the simple facts alone are horrifying. However, I'm sure the opposite side/ different telling of the story could sway people a different way. I think the key to it all is the way things are written. Anti- war authors during the sixties such as Merton definitely knew how to get people on their side- apply to common pathos. Once people's emotions are involved, they take it personally--they are hurt by it. I think this describes some feelings towards the government during the sixties-- they were hurt because the government was portrayed as first and foremost a murderer, over all other things.
Stanza # 26 is one that stood out to me. Merton gives the run through of the history of the bomb: how it was made, the judgements about it, the power that government knew it had. One thing about the bomb that was definitely certain was its power to kill and perhaps destroy the entire city. In a literal sense, the bomb = death. So then in stanza 26, Merton describes the soldiers on the night before the bombing--"They were as excited as little boys on Christmas Eve." Merton won me over with this line. I was both disgusted and bewildered as to why/ how people can be so cruel.
Merton might have considered his poem a historical background, but the simple facts alone are horrifying. However, I'm sure the opposite side/ different telling of the story could sway people a different way. I think the key to it all is the way things are written. Anti- war authors during the sixties such as Merton definitely knew how to get people on their side- apply to common pathos. Once people's emotions are involved, they take it personally--they are hurt by it. I think this describes some feelings towards the government during the sixties-- they were hurt because the government was portrayed as first and foremost a murderer, over all other things.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Hippies were in love with each other

For people that wanted so badly to separate themselves from mainstream culture, it’s amazing how even hippie teenagers were followers of one another. Famous people like Leary and Kesey were so into drug culture and in many ways fed off each other. Because they were famous they were also idolized by teens who wanted to be hip just like them. Drug culture, behavior and fashion was mimicked and spread through the hippie generation.
I think it’s funny the way they thought about the drugs they took. They thought these drugs made them part of this special group that allowed them to separate mind from brain and have other super-human qualities. But I think they got so caught up in the drugs that they underestimated or forgot the capabilities of the “sober” mind. I especially like the part where the Hell’s Angels, the Pranksters, and a few others held a meeting to debate the anti-war movement. All of them were tripping on acid- except Ginsberg- and it was he that reached the negotiation by singing a song that everyone else joined in with. The rest of the meeting’s attendees where probably all loving their trip too much to even remember or care about the purpose for the meeting in the first place. Drugs united them all in some way...perhaps by making them forget their differences in beliefs. All that mattered was that they were high and loving life.
Also, page 91 informs about the introduction of new fashion shops like Hung on You and Granny Takes a Trip. These shops were able to real people in because they had the clothing that defined people as “hippie”/ “cool.” People couldn’t even see the clothes from the outside of Hung on You but instead needed to climb down a pole in order to even get into the shop. This weird entrance route was probably set up to distinguish these clothes wearers as “special”… part of the elite group of teens that distinguished themselves from mainstream society… but really they were being reeled into just another group that suffered from conformity regardless of their intentions. The hippies may have been able to separate themselves from mainstream/ conservative culture but they were followers of each other… conforming to the fashion trends and behaviors of the generation of hippies.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Role of Women in the Civil Rights Movement

Reading Rosa Parks has driven me to conclude that black women really had the rough end of the stick during the fifties and early sixties. Parks and many other black women leaders simultaneously fought for women rights alongside of fighting for civil rights.
Parks tells the story of witnessing King's "I Have a Dream" speech in which she existed as a quiet member of the audience. It doesn't seem fair that an important role model of the Civil Rights movement such as Parks, should be part of the background. She, along with the other women leaders should have given the position to be part of the convention. I think that doing so would not only give these heroic women the recognition they deserve, but would have probably aided the movement in the sense that it would have attracted more female involvement. Even though Park's story seems kind of depressing on behalf of women, I am glad that after the explanation of the previous scenario, she was able to speak at the Richmond convention. Her ability to do so signals the beginnings of a change for women. I already associated Parks as Civil Rights leader, but now i am also to link her to another important movement in the history of America- the Women's Rights Movement. After facing injustice from basically all angles, it is amazing how much Parks and other women were able to influence and accomplish.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Reflections on "The Cleaveland Wrecking Yard"
My first impression of this text written by Richard Brautigan was one of confusion. I found it to be both bizarre and interesting. It’s bizarre because it talks about extremely uncommon topics that are hard to make sense of, and it’s interesting because I had the feeling of anticipation that made me want to keep reading. Something about these weird scenarios he mentions, such as going to purchase a trout stream, are so intriguing because the narrator has such a genuine curiosity and excitement for these objects, including his friend’s purchases of a window and a roof… I can’t imagine caring enough about a window or a roof to want to share this with the rest of the world. That’s what makes these concepts so interesting because I figure there must be some kind of meaning to this all. Then when he goes on to browse the “Family Gift Center” he appears to be in a frenzy of exploration and search for something. At this observation I am able to try to make some sort of sense out of the reading by making a connection to similar themes in our other readings from The Portable Sixties Reader.
There is recurring theme of both exploration and search as we look into the counter-culture movement of the sixties. This is apparent in Brautigan’s writing especially though the experimentation of unusual ideas such as the purchasing of a trout stream and waterfalls. A sense of these weird concepts also is seen in Bob Kaufman’s poem, “Grandfather was Queer, Too.” There is this strange personification of animals such as the “intellectual lobster playing chess.” The imaginative concepts in these writings are hard to make sense of but they reflect the breakaway from mainstream culture during the sixties. The theme of search also hints towards the identity crisis which seemed to be an issue especially for teenagers who were striving to stand out as different- more interesting, experimental, imaginative in contrast with conservatives of the time period. Also, I’m thinking the peculiar situations might also reflect the drug and alcohol use of the sixties.
"Power to the imagination, all power to the people." - the Berkeley Liberation Program, 1969
There is recurring theme of both exploration and search as we look into the counter-culture movement of the sixties. This is apparent in Brautigan’s writing especially though the experimentation of unusual ideas such as the purchasing of a trout stream and waterfalls. A sense of these weird concepts also is seen in Bob Kaufman’s poem, “Grandfather was Queer, Too.” There is this strange personification of animals such as the “intellectual lobster playing chess.” The imaginative concepts in these writings are hard to make sense of but they reflect the breakaway from mainstream culture during the sixties. The theme of search also hints towards the identity crisis which seemed to be an issue especially for teenagers who were striving to stand out as different- more interesting, experimental, imaginative in contrast with conservatives of the time period. Also, I’m thinking the peculiar situations might also reflect the drug and alcohol use of the sixties.
"Power to the imagination, all power to the people." - the Berkeley Liberation Program, 1969
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