Jane Elliot

Augh....New obsession: Jane Elliot

Every once in a while, I become fixated on a topic, absolutely engrossed in it, perhaps due to my tenacious nature.

Topics vary from the Sansons: the executioner family of pre-revolution France; The Palestinian "situation"; The Saga of Darren Shan, etc...

This time I can't help but be involved with Jane Elliot's many similar videos and experiments on racism and subconscious discrimination.

So, I urge everyone to watch this snippet of what she says and how she delivers her message:

Now, you may already heard of Jane Elliot, or at least her infamous social experiment on her 3rd grade students: Blue Eyes/ Brown Eyes in which she divided her classroom based on the colour of their eyes and gave superiority to one, inferiority to the other, and watched as they mistreated each other solely for that reason. Grades, behaviour, reasonings, and friendships were ALL affected. Derogatory terms were even based on eye colour "blue eyes" was used as an insult.

I can't stop watching videos about her. She's a remarkable teacher, observer, and human being. God bless her.

Peace,

M.D.

Love me, love me not

So, this valentines, I discover that my friend who often flirts with me and jokes about marrying me for years turned out that he never actually liked me as more than just friends. Which was bittersweet for me, because I felt very uncomfortable and rather awkward thinking he did. At the same time, I appreciated the concept that someone out there thought I'm a suitable match.

I suppose I let it get to my ego. How embarrassing. 

Happy Valentines day,

M.D.

NTD's fundraiser!

I was asked to face paint for NTD's society fundraiser for this year as well. 

It was very interesting! I face painted this one tipsy girl and she said I did so well that she would recommend and pay me for my services for her future events. So, I gave her my number and contact info. Later on, she bought me a drink but I had to decline it because I don't drink. Then she asked who i should give this to, that I should just point at someone and she will say it was from me. I also rejected because that's indirectly giving someone alcohol. But then we sat down and she held my hand and told me that I should be rewarded somehow and I can ask for anything. It was quite funny, uncomfortable and yet a little cute.

Speaking of cute, the dj was fiiine! I walked towards his booth to request a song, but he couldn't hear me and asked me to come from the back. At first I did not see him properally because I took off my glasses, but once he got close he took my vreath away. He was so good looking, with long xlean tight dreads, and the perfect type and amount of cologne that just teases ur nose then disappears.

Man, last year it was a cute white british guy, this year a cute black man. I wonder who I would see next year!