Monday, November 9, 2009

It's been seven years...

I promise that after this blog entry, I'll try to stop with the depressing and philosophical entries for a while.

But when I was checking my email, I noticed that one of the headlines for Yahoo! News was 'D.C. Sniper's Tragic Legacy'. So I clicked.

If you're wonder what this has to do with anything, I'll tell you. When I was in 4th grade, John Allen Muhammad and his accomplice Lee Boyd Malvo killed 9 people on their sniper spree. Many of the shootings were near my home and happening to ordinary people. None of these people did the snipers know. They didn't care about any of these individuals. One of which, was 13. Another, my best friend's mother saw vaccuuming her car at a gas station across the street (in Kensington, MD) from the gas station that she was at. Later after she left, the woman was shot.

I recall a few things about this event. First, I rememeber not really knowing what was going on. When teachers and parents and adminsitrators and police were finally formally presented with what was happening, I remember being taken out of school early. I went to an after school program. There, we were to wait until our parents came. It was much like September 11 in a way, which had only been a year before. Either way, now that I think about it, I'm lucky to have my friends and family (since I have family members who worked close to the Pentagon) still with me.

That day it was like a rumor flying around school. We, the students, had absolutely no idea what was going on. It wasn't snowing. It couldn't possibly be snowing. It was October. And the power wasn't out. Why were we being released early? Why are there room parents escorting kids to their buses?

Of course the teachers weren't sure what to tell us. Again, just like September 11. How do you tell 700 Elementary schoolers that there is a sniper in the area? I don't know.

My mother eventually picked me up, and we went straight home. My mother had always been honest with me, even at a young age. I was always pretty mature for my age anyways. She told me, in a short hand way, what was going on. We stayed in the back of the house, away from the street side of my house, and watched the news. I while my mother called relatives and my father, to tell everyone we were okay, I watched the DC Cheif of Police debreif the public. I can't remember what he said, but I can remember that he was serious.

The second thing I recall was memorizing the number you called if you saw anything suspicious. Especially if it involved a white utilities van. I also remember one of my friend's mother being impressed when I recieted it for her. After a day or two, we were able to go back to school. However, we were in code blue status for a few weeks. You were not allowed to leave you classroom without an adult or enter or leave the school. There were mothers who were apart of the PTA who worked at a table in the front hall. They were to keep track of everyone who entered and left the building. We had indoor recess for a month.

And lastly, I remember lying in bed at night and thinking that if I lied still enough, and the snipers were to come through my neighborhood, they wouldn't be able to tell that I was there. If I did move, or were lying on my side, they would somehow be able to see though my wall and possibly shoot. My parent's room was in the back of the house, and my room was on the street side. I could ask why the sniper would decide to drive through the neighborhoods of Bethesda, but looking at the other places they'd been, I could also ask why not? More over, I would hope that if they did shoot, since my bed isn't too high up (but higher up than normal beds), they might miss me and I'd be okay.

Is that really what a fourth grader should be thinking about? No. Is it what I thought about? Yes. It's sobering to think about.

Tomorrow at 9 PM, John Allen Muhammad will be executed by lethal injection.

The part that troubles me, and where I find myself writing this, is the fact that I only started to think about the sniper attacks the other day. I wondered what had happened to them. Had they been executed? I know that Malvo was only a teenager. And both murders they were having troubling finding a way to try them in a state that still had the death penalty. Muhammad was tried in Virginia and from what I can find, Malvo is still alive and is being tried in Maryland.

I saw a picture of Muhammad. Part of me feels like I'm looking into the eyes of someone who killed my best friend. I feel anger and I feel sadness. But he never killed my best friend. I think the reason I feel those things, is because of the fear he was able to instill over the 5.4 million people in my region. I feel anger because of the things he had me worrying about when I was nine. A nine year old shouldn't be thinking about the possibility of death while they lie in their bed. A home is a safe haven. I feel anger for how he took away that security.And not just from me, but from all of us.

It's been seven years and I still don't know what to think about what he did. Like September 11, I will forever remember where I was during the sniper attacks.

Maybe the families who lost during that time will find a peace with his execution. My heart goes out to all of those families.

Maybe we'll all find some sort of peace.

Love,
Amanda

Thursday, November 5, 2009

And We Will Stand United.

There are really only a few things that get me angry.

A few of them being intolerance and inequality towards others.

I feel that I'm finally starting to experience what the real world is:
Intolerance and inequality.

Before you read on, I'll have you know that this blog is not like my previous blogs. But I feel this is a very important issue.

Today at school I recieved word that the Westboro Baptist Church (WBC) is going to hold a protest at my school. Before I get to why, I'll tell you a little bit about who the WBC is.

The WBC is a church from Topeka, Kansas (isn't that the home of the Brown v. Board of Education case? Remember that? ) who protests gay rights, abortion, the military and religion. And even more generally, America. They are famous for their 'crusades' (if you will) against gays, people of all religions (expect Baptism), most ethinicities (although they claim not to be racist), those fighting in the military and 9/11. They hold signs like 'God Hates Fags' and 'God Hates America'. They have protested the funerals of fallen soldiers and they protest the war (but not in the way you, or I, would protest the war). They feel that "what's happening with the war is [that] the Lord is punishing this evil nation for abandoning all moral imperatives that are worth a dime." (quoted from their founder Fred Phelps Sr.). They protested the funeral of soldier Edward Myers who had fallen in Iraq in August of 2005, saying that Myers was "burning in Hell".

Their main battle is with gays. They condem homosexuality and classify gays as sinners. They also say that homosexuality should be a capital crime. They express much hostility towards the county's increasing acceptance toward homosexuality and the developing homosexuality adgenda.


WBC is a small group, but they have money because their object is to anger others and instigate. They want you to do something stupid, because the second you do something stupid, they're going to sue your ass. And guess what, that's where they get their money. If that doesn't sound twisted, I don't know what does.



More generally, they hate America, and feel God does too.

They hate our president, calling him a "bloody-handed, anarchist". 


Despite your religious offiliation, I'm sure you know that this is not right. Well, atleast to me this isn't.


Today I found out that the WBC is scheduled to protest my school on Tuesday, November 10 from 6:55 AM to 7:25 AM, strictly because of our acceptance of diversity and homosexuality. On their website, www.godhatesfags.com, they have a schedule of their protests. Next to each date and place, they have a written reason for why. This is why they are going to be protesting my school:


"Bethesda Chevy Chase High School - These brutes needs WORDS! 4301 East-West Highway What is the matter with these parents and adults who sit on the sidelines and allow this school to have a "Diversity Club" and a "GSA"[A/N: GSA- Gay Straight Alliance]? Do you think God does not see what is happening with you rebels? You are each and all in big trouble because you insist that we come and speak with you. SHAME! Psalm 2:1 Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? 2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying, 3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us. 4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision. 5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure. 6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion. Lying and rebelling will not change the laws of God, and the standard of how to deal with a rebellious, libidinous brat who refuses to OBEY! That is why the ambassadors from Zion will come speak with you. AMEN!"

Frankly, I was speechless after reading this.

My school is ranked 56th in the nation and is famously known in Montgomery County and Maryland for being widely accepting of different races, sexualities, beliefs and genders. Frankly, I am VERY proud to be attending Bethesda-Chevy Chase High School. I am proud of the acceptance we provide. Some of the coolest people I know are gay. And beyond them being good people, what about them being gay is going to hurt you? How is that going to affect you?

All I have to say to the WBC, is that they are cowards. They are all cowards.

The GSA had a meeting today. I didn't go because I didn't know about it, but apparently almost 100 people attended. Which is a lot to try and fit into Ms. Liz's room (the teacher sponsor, and my amazing health teacher). The period after lunch, fifth, three girls from my English class explained what the deal is. Basically, they are prostesting outside of our school where it is public property. They're going to chant, picket and try to get us angry. We are going to protest too, but silently. Besides hopefully avoiding lawsuits for an outbreak of some sort, those who protest the WBC have all been silent. Our point is not to yell back. Yelling solves nothing. It's amazing what silence can get across. We will have signs, but nothing negative. From what I've heard signs will probably say "Love, Equality, BCC" or "BCC United" (a new slogan by our principal).

I feel it's strange that out of the hate that is being emmited by the WBC, I suddenly feel a sense of belonging to my own community. I feel pride. And I feel sorry for the WBC, who can't seem to see past their own front door. I want to know that standing peacefully united with my school, my community, against the WBC will make a difference. Because I can speak for those who can't. To have that affect on the world, I feel honored.

What gets me more, is that after they protest my school, they are protesting Sidwell Friends Lower School. The school that Malia and Sasha Obama attend. I'm not even sure what to say about that one. Not only is that beyond inconsiderate, but- I don't even know.

I hope what we can all learn from this is that even though others aren't accepting of our ideas, we still have to be accepting of theirs. That doesn't mean we have to like their ideas or even agree with them. Nothing about the WBC do I agree with. But we have to be the bigger person.

I know that saying is thrown around a lot, but I think it's true. I know that my school is being the bigger person, and I couldn't be more proud.

And as I said, I feel terribly sorry for the WBC. I feel sorry that they refuse to see the world, our nation even, as a beautiful place where we have the freedom to be who we want. We add color to the world. The WBC feels they are making a point, and so be it. But I feel that my school is making an even bigger point.

Stand united with your community, school, family, whoever. Stand for what you believe in, as the WBC feels they must stand for what they believe in.

I'm not sure if what I'm saying is getting across. I feel I'm having a difficult time.


I'll leave you with a couple of things. Love is more powerful than hate. Love spreads further and faster than hate. Love has a better feeling than hate.


I have a favorite quote: "To know even one life has breathes easier because you have lived; That is to have succeeded." -Ralph Waldo Emerson


Love forever more,
Amanda

Sunday, November 1, 2009

A Mitchel Musso Look-A-Like

Today I went to the Alternative Press Fall Ball.

I feel that you really had to like the bands that are playing to enjoy the concert. It was an ecletic group, to say the least. Well, atleast in my opinion.

The bands were (and in this order) You Me At Six, The Secret Handshake, Set Your Goals, Mayday Parade and then The Academy Is...

I went with my friend Alex who looks like Mitchel Musso.



Not even kidding. Literally, the second we got out of the car we heard someone yell "Mitchel Musso!" and then later in line, the girl behind us commented that she thought she knew him. We told her that people think he looks like Mitchel Musso (which is true) and she said that's where she thought she knew him. He gets it a lot. Even from my friends. So, if you were at the DC show and saw a guy who looked A LOT like Mitchel Musso, the girl with him was me.

Anyways, he was mainly there for Set Your Goals. I wasn't really there for anyone. My other friend Abby was going to come too, but she got really sick and had to bail. So still went with Alex because a) I told him I would go b) I was his ride and c) I'd already paid for my ticket so I might as well.

And I don't totally regret it. Actually, I don't regret it at all. I like being able to expose myself to different bands and different music. The Fall Ball was really the way to do it.

All the bands were completely different from each other. You Me At Six was pop-punky and british, which is definitely one way to win over the American girls crowds. The Secret Handshake was definite dance and techno. I really liked him. Well, not really, really, but I liked him. He was good and the songs were very fresh.

I just said 'fresh'. I will never say 'fresh' again.

After THS, Set Your Goals took the stage. I'm not really sure what to call them. They're sort of this emerging genre of music. It's like, hardcore punk, but not screamo. And then it's defnitely rock, but they're not classic. They were good. They reminded me very much of New Found Glory (and if I recall correctly, they have some sort of connection to them. I read something in AP about SYG) and slightly more hardcore version of Hit The Lights (a personal favorite). Alex really liked seeing them. I think the most entertaining part of SYG was the circle pits that formed. Lots of boys who don't know how to dance and don't want to learn how to dance, so they just flail their limbs as they ricochet off of others. I think that was probably the wildest part in the crowd (I was in the balcony for the first time. I wasn't really in a moshing mood and I had a feeling that I'd want to stay clear of the crowd for this concerts. I was right, too).

To be completely honest, I felt that SYG was pretty awkward on stage. Good music, and I love the vocals. But two vocalists? I know it's hard enough for a vocalist without an instrument to find things to do on stage, but having to vocalists without a guitar or something made the stage seem too full and awkward. Matt Wilson (is that his name? The smaller one) was probably the most awkward. I could tell he has energy, but I felt that the bigger vocalist was better. 

Mayday Parade was on after Set Your Goals. Okay, I've said it before and I'll say it again: I don't really understand the Mayday Parade fascination. They are a pretty boy band. They're an alternative, pop-punk (light on the pop) band. And there is nothing wrong with that. All Time Low wreak pop-punk. However, and this is my opinion, all of Mayday's songs sound very similar. Well, maybe not very, but they are similar. I don't know, I could be being a huge hypocrit.

I did not stay for The Academy Is... because I didn't really care about being at the concert anyways and I wasn't dying to see them (althought, they are probably the only band that played that I actually like). So, I do not have a comment on them.

Alright. Here is my problem with every single band that played. None of them had a real stage presence. Sure, they all got up on stage with energy and played well. But none of them interacted! I can go off on a list of bands that actually talk to the crowd and to eachother and tell stories and jokes (Want me to? I will). But none of the bands tonight did that. I don't know if it's because they were pressed for time (DC has a 11:00 PM curfew for under 18. The concert started at 4:30. Somehow I doubt they were running late), or they had a very restricted amount of time to play or what. I think that's what made it so boring for me. I think that if the bands took more time to engage the crowd with something other than their music, others would be much more interested.

While I was watching and realized this, I remembered why I love All Time Low, We The Kings, The Maine and other bands so much. They joke around with their bandmates or the crowd. They have stories to tell. They have things other to say than "Thank you!" or "It's so great of you guys to come out tonight!" If I had a penny for eachtime a guy on stage said that, I would be rich.

As I said, I like exposing myself to different bands. I felt this exposure was successful.

Moral of the story is (to bands) that you need to interact. Unless you're a devout fan, trying to lure others in with just your music (show exclusive) just isn't enough. I'm not really a fan of Mayday Parade in general, but the two times I've seen them live (All Time Low 2008 Fall Tour, The Compromise of Integrity, Morality and Principals for Money Tour (That was ALL off the top of my head! Who rocks!?) and then Fall Ball), I just wasn't converted. They're interesting to watch, for the most part. They're energetic and they move around a lot, but where was the pizzaz?

I'm not going to go off on this much longer because all I'll start to do is run in circles.

Basically, I love All Time Low because of the show and their music. I love the crudeness and the silliness and immaturity. It's FUN! Now that I think about it, I don't think someone said 'fuck' or 'shit' at all tonight. Where was the cursing? The AP Tour 2009 was not profanity free. I mean, of course it wasn't. But there wasn't any cursing that I witnessed at the Fall Ball. I honestly think that the crowd was much more interesting than the stage.

Love always,
Amanda

P.S. I'm not trying to tell you not to go to the tour if you haven't. Everyone should go. This might have just been for DC. But somehow I doubt that. Tell me your thoughts.