February 2009
2 posts
The U.S.S.A: The Equation of the American Collapse
PART ONE: The A-mexi-can Economy
In March of 2008, unfamiliar broadcast initiatives commandeered the primetime television programming of our immediate southern neighbor, Mexico. Night after night, commercials bombarded the airwaves with a booming narration to parallel Mexican President Felipe Calderon’s expressed position. Images of children looking into the rolling waves of the country’s...
January 2009
8 posts
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Mr.Sith Goes To Washington
It is one week into the era of President Obama, and as the ceremonious rituals and traditional charades came to a close, the grim realities of the future of the United States became clear. Our new president has initiated his diametrically slanted regime publicly and hastily; and is plainly enjoying the uncontested invincibility provided by the heightened Democratic presence in Washington—one that...
President Obama's Inaugural Address
My fellow citizens: I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition. Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during...
Gray Matters
Two months ago, many multiracial eyes filled with tears and hearts with unprecedented inspiration as America witnessed its first African-American president, Barack Obama, become elected into office. African-Americans, as well as other minorities and ethnicities across the nation, gathered to celebrate a certain atonement—a sentiment the social struggles of the not-too-distant past had left many...
The Inhumane Society
Like many of my fellow unfortunate Americans, I am financially challenged. And similarly again, my challenges are often subsequently nullified by my sacrifice of certain luxuries in life. Thus, I often find myself sitting amongst the irritating drone and humid air of a laundromat, reluctantly loading my garments into what I pray is a somewhat sanitary device—something my naivety could hardly...