Thursday, January 26, 2006
Sunday, January 22, 2006
I’m feeling rather communicative today so I’m gonna write about lots of things.
PIVOT’S 10 QUESTIONS
French Journalist Bernard Pivot came up with 10 questions to know people better, and they’ve become quite the sensation in James Lipton’s Live from the Actor’s Studio (one of my favorite shows.) It’s always interesting to hear what people have to say about these 10 little questions, I always try them on my family and friends, and here are my answers:
01. What is your favorite word?
You can’t ask that to someone who thinks of herself as a writer! I’ve been having a love affair with words ever since I met them, and I like them too much to pick just one. So here go a few in different languages: Farfalla (Italian for butterfly), Aista (Afghan for pretty), exacerbar (Spanish for exacerbate, which is a pretty exacerbated word all by itself) and belly-button.
02. What is your least favorite word?
Pretentious. Because it’s so pretentious…
03. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Someone who can challenge me. And a nice Adam’s apple never hurts…
04. What turns you off?
05. What is your favorite curse word?
Ándate a la conchetumadre. It means “goes to your mother’s pussy.”
06. What sound or noise do you love?
Blowing air into my nephew’s stomach. The sound of the air and his laughter is just…
07. What sound or noise do you hate?
The THX logo. I feel like snakes are gonna crawl out of the speakers and into my brain.
08. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Philosopher, historian, psychologist, anthropologist.
09. What profession would you not like to do?
Anything related to math, numbers and micro organisms.
10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
“Sofía, meet James Dean.”
This last question always leaves me thinking about Heaven. Does it exist or is it just something we made up out of self gratification, I don’t know. What I do know is that many people are obsessed with it, and sometimes they do selfless things to earn their ticket to Heaven, which ends up being a selfish act.
I think the ultimate act of love is being selfless just because.
I’ve lived surrounded by Catholics all my life, and my father’s obsession with Heaven never ceases to stun me. I admire him for his faith, but sometimes he goes over the top. Well, that’s him and those are his beliefs. That’s his thing. My thing is being as good as I can be for myself and others. That’s the only way to live right. I think…
People have so much good in them but also so much evil. Is it love that makes us human or evil? Is it both? Which is the quintessential human trade?
I was surfing the net the other day and ended up in Reuter’s 40 Pictures of 2005. A couple of them left me wondering about good, evil, what’s right and what’s wrong. Here they are:
The Iraqi man with the blindfold is suspected of having explosives with his car and he’s being held back by some US Troops. What stunned me was the reflection of the soldier laughing to the sky on the car window.
This little Iraqi girl was shot to death by American troops who opened fire at a crowded minibus in north Baghdad, killing 5 members of the same family, including two children, and wounding four others. This happened on December 8.
The exact same day President George W. Bush is cruising in Russian President Vladimir Putin’s 1956 Volga, the guy helping him. It’s good to know one of the top priorities of the leader of the so-called ‘Free World’ is learning how to keep the car steady. You should try doing that with your country, Georgie Boy.
The little guy trying to push the bulldozer is a ultra Orthodox Jew protesting against the construction of a new Israeli highway that has to desecrate several graves in order to exist. At what point did progress become more important than culture and tradition?
Mr. Toes down here is an Iranian serial child killer. He killed 17 children, most of them young boys he raped first, and three adults. Is death enough punishment?
The little girl covering her ears is the smartest child in the world because she’s the only one who has the guts to do that while Tony Blair gives a speech. I love the British, but Blair became Bush’s little prison bitch and by doing so offended the very strong country he represents.
I’m so political today…
All my life I’ve questioned the existence of God, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I believe in Him. I have a need… a need for God. I’ve detached myself from the church, and I don’t really consider myself Catholic. I think I’m a Christian. To me, the difference lies on believing in Christ’s teachings rather than on the church’s. Jesus wanted us to love each other.
Most people don’t believe in God because they can’t understand how he can allow such horrible things to happen here on Earth. Here’s my version:
God said, ‘this is good, this is evil, and this is the world. Do whatever you want.’ Free will was also one of His gifts, and after thousands of years I think we haven’t learned a thing. I can’t help to picture God sitting on a cozy cloud eating popcorn and watching us on a big TV laughing to Himself as He thinks, ‘They’re so stupid…’
I went through my ‘I don’t believe in God’ phase, but I talked to my sister, a philosophy major, and she told me God gave us our soul. For a minute I felt soulless. I think human beings can have a self-made spirit, but a soul is not something we could muster without divine help. So yes, my spirit belongs to me and I created it throughout my life, but my soul was given by someone greater, someone perfect.
But what is perfect? Yes, love would fit in there, but aren’t our imperfections what paradoxically make us perfect as well? Is good + evil = perfect? Or is perfection something we think unachievable because we’ll never bring ourselves to be selfless?
If that is the case, then God has to be the guy.
I sang my nephew to sleep about 30 minutes ago. I haven’t been so happy in weeks.
The song for this post is on top. Death Cab For Cutie - Movie Script Ending (from ‘The Photo Album’) Is it me or it sounds an awful lot like the guy from The Postal Service? Maybe it is and I got the name of the song wrong. You be the judge.