Even the ones who are younger than you. And the ones who are dumber than you. Even the ones fixing your sandwich at Jimmy John's. Yep, all of 'em.
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Tuesday, October 2, 2012
What I Know For Sure 2.3
White people all think they are your boss.
Even the ones who are younger than you. And the ones who are dumber than you. Even the ones fixing your sandwich at Jimmy John's. Yep, all of 'em.
Even the ones who are younger than you. And the ones who are dumber than you. Even the ones fixing your sandwich at Jimmy John's. Yep, all of 'em.
What I Know For Sure 1.1
When *people* start a sentence with:
Also, when these same *people* start a sentence with "Reason being," said reason will be produced from between their buns. But ya know, they're an authority on everything, so they expect you to cash it like a check.
I plan to gift you with more golden wisdom like this, as it is revealed to me from on high.
- "In the future,"
- "Going forward," OR
- "It's not a big deal"
Also, when these same *people* start a sentence with "Reason being," said reason will be produced from between their buns. But ya know, they're an authority on everything, so they expect you to cash it like a check.
I plan to gift you with more golden wisdom like this, as it is revealed to me from on high.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
A New Concept
I went to an interfaith service today in memory of 9/11, where people of various faiths spoke about working together and respecting each other's beliefs in light of recent hate-mongering events that have taken place. The last speaker's words really got me thinking.
The gentleman, who is 19 and is Muslim, said he was reading a book by Mahatma Gandhi that spoke about tolerance. "Tolerance" is not enough, the speaker said, because it still implies an air of superiority. "We'll tolerate your religion" is the same as saying those other faiths are inferior. He instead mentioned a concept called ahimsa, which means to do no harm -- not even with your thoughts.
In essence, we need to transcend tolerance to reach a level of acceptance where we accord to other religions the same amount of respect that we give to our own.
That's a good idea, I thought. But wait: those of us who believe a certain religion do so because we think what we believe is thee right way. For instance, Christianity speaks of a straight and narrow path that few will find.
So with this in mind, is it really possible to give other religions the same level of respect that you give your own? I understand we can be intelligent enough to hear other ideas and whatnot, but if you believe your faith is the true faith, then how can you equally respect another religion?
The gentleman, who is 19 and is Muslim, said he was reading a book by Mahatma Gandhi that spoke about tolerance. "Tolerance" is not enough, the speaker said, because it still implies an air of superiority. "We'll tolerate your religion" is the same as saying those other faiths are inferior. He instead mentioned a concept called ahimsa, which means to do no harm -- not even with your thoughts.
In essence, we need to transcend tolerance to reach a level of acceptance where we accord to other religions the same amount of respect that we give to our own.
That's a good idea, I thought. But wait: those of us who believe a certain religion do so because we think what we believe is thee right way. For instance, Christianity speaks of a straight and narrow path that few will find.
So with this in mind, is it really possible to give other religions the same level of respect that you give your own? I understand we can be intelligent enough to hear other ideas and whatnot, but if you believe your faith is the true faith, then how can you equally respect another religion?
Monday, July 12, 2010
MPO: Most Proud Of
I don't want to include links to the story because I don't want to directly name where I work...but it wouldn't be hard to google it. Honestly. Anyway, here's a follow-up story to an article I previously wrote.
July 10, 2010
Riley Sharpe's death prompts flood of support
Driadonna Roland
Staff Writer
The family of 3-year-old Riley Sharpe will never forget their "angel," who died July 1 after being hit by a vehicle in front of her home on Jay Street.
They also won't soon forget the support of the Rochester community, whose donations paid for the costs associated with Riley's funeral and burial Thursday.
After hearing news reports about the accident, several people came forward to offer the family help with funeral expenses.
"There's a lot of love in this community," said Jamie Sharpe, Riley's mother.
"There's so many people that I have to thank, words can't even express."
On Friday a couple from West Irondequoit spoke with Riley's family and learned the cemetery plot would cost $1,150.
The couple sent a card with a check inside for that amount the same day.
One of the owners of Chester's Check Cashing Center on Broad Street also contacted Riley's family to see what their needs were.
Matching all the donations taken over the Fourth of July weekend, Chester's Check Cashing on Tuesday presented $2,720 to Sharpe — enough to cover funeral parlor costs — along with a floral arrangement created by a customer.
Sharpe said she has seen many similar examples of the generosity of Rochester residents. She said the day after news spread of Riley's death, strangers began coming by with donations and condolences.
"One lady came up and donated $1,000 cash," Sharpe said.
The woman did not leave her name.
The pain is still fresh, but Sharpe said she wants to find a way to thank everyone after things have calmed down a bit.
"I have to find some way to thank everyone for all the prayers, the love and the support," she said.
July 10, 2010
Riley Sharpe's death prompts flood of support
Driadonna Roland
Staff Writer
The family of 3-year-old Riley Sharpe will never forget their "angel," who died July 1 after being hit by a vehicle in front of her home on Jay Street.
They also won't soon forget the support of the Rochester community, whose donations paid for the costs associated with Riley's funeral and burial Thursday.
After hearing news reports about the accident, several people came forward to offer the family help with funeral expenses.
"There's a lot of love in this community," said Jamie Sharpe, Riley's mother.
"There's so many people that I have to thank, words can't even express."
On Friday a couple from West Irondequoit spoke with Riley's family and learned the cemetery plot would cost $1,150.
The couple sent a card with a check inside for that amount the same day.
One of the owners of Chester's Check Cashing Center on Broad Street also contacted Riley's family to see what their needs were.
Matching all the donations taken over the Fourth of July weekend, Chester's Check Cashing on Tuesday presented $2,720 to Sharpe — enough to cover funeral parlor costs — along with a floral arrangement created by a customer.
Sharpe said she has seen many similar examples of the generosity of Rochester residents. She said the day after news spread of Riley's death, strangers began coming by with donations and condolences.
"One lady came up and donated $1,000 cash," Sharpe said.
The woman did not leave her name.
The pain is still fresh, but Sharpe said she wants to find a way to thank everyone after things have calmed down a bit.
"I have to find some way to thank everyone for all the prayers, the love and the support," she said.
Mon, July 12: RIDIN DURTY Pt I
Yesterday was a light day. On Sundays I am general assignment, which means I don't have a beat - I just cover whatever randomness occurs. Fortunately for me, I had done my reporting beforehand, so I just needed to show up and write it all up....but that was the hard part. I could NOT seem to focus for anything. I was disappointed in myself. I just wanted to leave and go outside and play in the sun! Rarely do I feel cooped up; that's one of the great parts of this job. But since I didn't have a reason to leave yesterday, maybe it made me a little stir-crazy.
So anyway today I started early in the hopes of riding along with a police officer, which excites all reporters, right?? I was really hoping to get a great anecdote to start my story with. Yes, the code enforcement story:
So anyway today I started early in the hopes of riding along with a police officer, which excites all reporters, right?? I was really hoping to get a great anecdote to start my story with. Yes, the code enforcement story:
Mon. July 12: RIDIN DURTY Pt II
Here's the outcome of the very exciting cop ride-along :/
I understand everyone wants to be seen in the most favorable light, but it sucks for you to say, "Sure you can ride with the officer," then when I get there say, "But you can't do this, this, this or that - or anything that a reader would find remotely interesting. Here's what we want you to see." I shoulda got in my car and followed his butt!
Then I get to the office and my editor says the story is pushed back again anyway. I told the officers it would run Thursday. Now I don't know when it's due.
Oh, but as I was parking after the ride along (that took all of 30 minutes :( ), my editor texts me like when are you coming back? He tells me to grab a camera and go cover a police chief being sworn in. It was a short ceremony - always good - got to see a buncha men in uniform (that's a plus), and it was a gorgeous day weather-wise. SO that was cool.
But as a sidebar, I got a picture of the entire police force in the town...I erased it mistakenly, but there's a huge lack of melanin on the force. I mean, not one black cop. Maybe that's representive of the town iteself ... ?
I understand everyone wants to be seen in the most favorable light, but it sucks for you to say, "Sure you can ride with the officer," then when I get there say, "But you can't do this, this, this or that - or anything that a reader would find remotely interesting. Here's what we want you to see." I shoulda got in my car and followed his butt!
Then I get to the office and my editor says the story is pushed back again anyway. I told the officers it would run Thursday. Now I don't know when it's due.
Oh, but as I was parking after the ride along (that took all of 30 minutes :( ), my editor texts me like when are you coming back? He tells me to grab a camera and go cover a police chief being sworn in. It was a short ceremony - always good - got to see a buncha men in uniform (that's a plus), and it was a gorgeous day weather-wise. SO that was cool.
But as a sidebar, I got a picture of the entire police force in the town...I erased it mistakenly, but there's a huge lack of melanin on the force. I mean, not one black cop. Maybe that's representive of the town iteself ... ?
July 8: Knock, Knock Part II
Here's how it turned out:
I certainly need to find more ppl to interview, but I gotta say the sista I did speak with had me cracking up! Always nice to meet cool folks who don't mind talking.
That's actually one concern I always have when I get sent out to do stories - "Will these ppl wanna talk to me?" Learning to transform that into a more positive thought, sumthing like, "Of course ppl will talk to me. I have a story to do and everyone/everything will cooperate and submit to the favor of God within me."
I certainly need to find more ppl to interview, but I gotta say the sista I did speak with had me cracking up! Always nice to meet cool folks who don't mind talking.
That's actually one concern I always have when I get sent out to do stories - "Will these ppl wanna talk to me?" Learning to transform that into a more positive thought, sumthing like, "Of course ppl will talk to me. I have a story to do and everyone/everything will cooperate and submit to the favor of God within me."
Thurs. July 8: Knock, Knock Pt I
Hey Good People!
Here's an intro about my mission for Thursday, July 8. My editors are really interested in this story about code enforcement violations, and they wanted me to find ppl who were guilty of said offense. In 90+ degree heat.
I also went to a theater camp and saw sum amazing kids rehearsing for "Footloose!" I'm a sucker for musicals, so this story appealed to me, but I was def expecting sumthing amateur-ish, to be quite honest.
Here's an intro about my mission for Thursday, July 8. My editors are really interested in this story about code enforcement violations, and they wanted me to find ppl who were guilty of said offense. In 90+ degree heat.
I also went to a theater camp and saw sum amazing kids rehearsing for "Footloose!" I'm a sucker for musicals, so this story appealed to me, but I was def expecting sumthing amateur-ish, to be quite honest.
DEVA'S ON THE ROAD!
So I had the idea to start a seperate blog to chronicle this very exciting phase of my life....it's called the "First Real Job Phase."
It's also more significant for me because as a colleague said recently,"You really don't know too many reporters." And that's true. You might know some doctors or lawyers, and plenty of teachers, but how many people can really say they know a reporter?
The funny thing I've learned is that whenever I tell people I'm a "newspaper reporter," they only seem to hear "News" and "Reporter."
No, I'm not on TV! Not yet, anyway. I am, however, a multimedia journalist at a paper in upstate New York, and I'd like to let you know what such a job is really like. I welcome you to check back with me regularly as I detail the triumphs, setbacks and thought process behind newsgathering.
I don't mind sharing my climb.
It's also more significant for me because as a colleague said recently,"You really don't know too many reporters." And that's true. You might know some doctors or lawyers, and plenty of teachers, but how many people can really say they know a reporter?
The funny thing I've learned is that whenever I tell people I'm a "newspaper reporter," they only seem to hear "News" and "Reporter."
No, I'm not on TV! Not yet, anyway. I am, however, a multimedia journalist at a paper in upstate New York, and I'd like to let you know what such a job is really like. I welcome you to check back with me regularly as I detail the triumphs, setbacks and thought process behind newsgathering.
I don't mind sharing my climb.
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