The Most Dangerous Game by Richard Conwell is a fictional short story about a maniac who lives to trophy hunt. So after he conquered hunting around the world, he became beside himself, as he had nothing to do. No excitement, no drama, no challenge in hunting animals for joy. Until he discovered what was really a challenge: hunting people. You can read the full story here.
In my way of thinking, General Zaroff is a very crazy man. He tricks and entraps people into this game of his, and the story still gives me the chills. Why? I have no idea. But I was thinking, wouldn't Rainsford become sort of like the General since he killed him in the end? Would he do the same, hunting people because of the thrill? Think about it.
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
The Bet- Life, Consciousness, and Existence
The Bet is a short story about a banker and a lawyer who don't agree on how a prisoner should be executed - through years of imprisonment, or the death penalty. You can read the full story here.
The lawyer thought that the imprisonment was better than the death penalty, and therefore he bet that he could stay in a cell happily for fifteen years. The banker took him up on this deal and said that if the lawyer stayed in solitary confinement for the full time, he would pay the lawyer two million dollars, which to him wasn't much since he was a millionaire.
The lawyer became depressed and deprived of good health during his time, but he learned to cope with it as he studied and learned six languages, and read a vast multitude of books. He learned hard through fifteen long years that he despised the human race. On his last night, he wrote a letter to the banker and left, therefore revoking the bet.
The banker was utterly confused at the letter, as he couldn't understand why the lawyer would back out of two million dollars. The lawyer explained that he didn't like the wisdom the books poured out to him and that humans were
"You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you."
What amuses me the most, is the fact that the banker went into the lawyer's cell the last night of the bet to kill him. While the lawyer was suffering through no human contact, the banker was growing more broke each year the passed, as he was worried about having to pay the lawyer. That was where he read the letter. And when he was finished, he kissed the man atop the head, who was sleeping at his table, and the banker left.
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I don't really enjoy political topics, however, everyone has their own opinion, and I need to respect that. But the fact of the matter is that this was an English assignment for school, and my best friend told me that she believes the assignment was to help us kids understand how to think more abstract. In my own, respected opinion towards others, there should be both death penalties and life sentences. For those men and women who have done the unthinkable, their lives should be brought into a courtroom for a jury to decide their fate.
But there are those who should get a second chance at life. To only spend a portion of their lives in prison, and to then be on parole. The thing with people is that they can learn from their mistakes. They can learn right from wrong. And what if they were wrongly accused? Take the consideration that whatever it was someone else did, some other person was thought of doing it. I actually have a cousin who was falsely accused of a crime due to the fact that he looked almost exactly like the culprit, and was in the same area. No, he wasn't charged because he had friends with him who vouched where he was at the time of the crime. But if he was alone, do you really suppose they would have believed him? I don't think so either.
I want to end on a positive note, and I want my readers to know that I mean no disrespect if my opinion is not your own. I am not a bias person, and I stand by with what I say. But know that your opinion is yours as well, and I won't dislike you if you don't agree with me on what I say. It's just the way the world goes round.
The lawyer thought that the imprisonment was better than the death penalty, and therefore he bet that he could stay in a cell happily for fifteen years. The banker took him up on this deal and said that if the lawyer stayed in solitary confinement for the full time, he would pay the lawyer two million dollars, which to him wasn't much since he was a millionaire.
The lawyer became depressed and deprived of good health during his time, but he learned to cope with it as he studied and learned six languages, and read a vast multitude of books. He learned hard through fifteen long years that he despised the human race. On his last night, he wrote a letter to the banker and left, therefore revoking the bet.
The banker was utterly confused at the letter, as he couldn't understand why the lawyer would back out of two million dollars. The lawyer explained that he didn't like the wisdom the books poured out to him and that humans were
"You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you."
What amuses me the most, is the fact that the banker went into the lawyer's cell the last night of the bet to kill him. While the lawyer was suffering through no human contact, the banker was growing more broke each year the passed, as he was worried about having to pay the lawyer. That was where he read the letter. And when he was finished, he kissed the man atop the head, who was sleeping at his table, and the banker left.
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I don't really enjoy political topics, however, everyone has their own opinion, and I need to respect that. But the fact of the matter is that this was an English assignment for school, and my best friend told me that she believes the assignment was to help us kids understand how to think more abstract. In my own, respected opinion towards others, there should be both death penalties and life sentences. For those men and women who have done the unthinkable, their lives should be brought into a courtroom for a jury to decide their fate.
But there are those who should get a second chance at life. To only spend a portion of their lives in prison, and to then be on parole. The thing with people is that they can learn from their mistakes. They can learn right from wrong. And what if they were wrongly accused? Take the consideration that whatever it was someone else did, some other person was thought of doing it. I actually have a cousin who was falsely accused of a crime due to the fact that he looked almost exactly like the culprit, and was in the same area. No, he wasn't charged because he had friends with him who vouched where he was at the time of the crime. But if he was alone, do you really suppose they would have believed him? I don't think so either.
I want to end on a positive note, and I want my readers to know that I mean no disrespect if my opinion is not your own. I am not a bias person, and I stand by with what I say. But know that your opinion is yours as well, and I won't dislike you if you don't agree with me on what I say. It's just the way the world goes round.
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Friends
Friends can be one of the best things that can ever happen to you. They make you laugh, make you cry (not me) and can be an all-around pleasant audience to have when you want to tell stories.
Elizabeth (orange), me (purple), and her black Lab, Pepper, at the beach.
What I find absolutely hilarious, is how much my best friend (Elizabeth) and I argue. Time and time again we have actually argued to the point of putting us both in silence. And that is usually hard to do. We could argue over some of the most ridiculous things and actually get mad about it. Of course, we always decide that it is dumb to argue about it, and we almost always end up laughing later on.
But the best friend that I have is also really special. For the past five years, she has never strayed from me. She and I are practically joined at the hip when it comes to true friendship. For as long as I have known Elizabeth, she has always been the crazy one. Eli would be the one jumping off a 200-foot cliff into the water, while I am laying on the ground screaming that if she were to die, I would kill her later on. Of course, it would be horrible, and I would never really do it, but sometimes that is just how I think.
The most perfectly timed picture while at a museum. Yes, those objects we were allowed to play with.
See, me and Elizabeth love each other in the way that best friends love each other. I don't think that there is one thing that could ever break us apart forever. Eli is the most adventurous, scary and unpredictable person I could ever know. She dreams of one day finding her own 'Tarzan', a good looking guy who loves her for her craziness, and he has to have big hands. Me, I'm still not sure. I can obviously create the perfect man in my head, but only God can make him come true.
Being bored on a camping trip and entertaining ourselves.
A few people that I know say that opposites attract, and I have to say that when it comes to Eli and me, we are a living example. I have always been the more quiet one, while Elizabeth is the one that makes me laugh to the point of my stomach hurting. She is crazy, while I am usually more subtle. And that is just what makes us the perfect thing. I couldn't have asked for a better friend, and these last few months have really made me thank God for the most perfect person He could possibly give me, who always surprises me in her faith and wisdom in the Lord.
What I find absolutely hilarious, is how much my best friend (Elizabeth) and I argue. Time and time again we have actually argued to the point of putting us both in silence. And that is usually hard to do. We could argue over some of the most ridiculous things and actually get mad about it. Of course, we always decide that it is dumb to argue about it, and we almost always end up laughing later on.
But the best friend that I have is also really special. For the past five years, she has never strayed from me. She and I are practically joined at the hip when it comes to true friendship. For as long as I have known Elizabeth, she has always been the crazy one. Eli would be the one jumping off a 200-foot cliff into the water, while I am laying on the ground screaming that if she were to die, I would kill her later on. Of course, it would be horrible, and I would never really do it, but sometimes that is just how I think.
See, me and Elizabeth love each other in the way that best friends love each other. I don't think that there is one thing that could ever break us apart forever. Eli is the most adventurous, scary and unpredictable person I could ever know. She dreams of one day finding her own 'Tarzan', a good looking guy who loves her for her craziness, and he has to have big hands. Me, I'm still not sure. I can obviously create the perfect man in my head, but only God can make him come true.
A few people that I know say that opposites attract, and I have to say that when it comes to Eli and me, we are a living example. I have always been the more quiet one, while Elizabeth is the one that makes me laugh to the point of my stomach hurting. She is crazy, while I am usually more subtle. And that is just what makes us the perfect thing. I couldn't have asked for a better friend, and these last few months have really made me thank God for the most perfect person He could possibly give me, who always surprises me in her faith and wisdom in the Lord.
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