I recently reviewed a few of the postings I have made on this popular video website and to my utter dismay I realized all of them were arguments.
Usually YouTube provides me illegal ways to catch up with my favorites: 90210 – sadly enough – The Hills – and of course, the news. However, something always catches the corner of my eye.
It is a tiny box that says: related videos.
My mouse wanders...
And sure enough, I end up finding myself watching random “politically correct” videos with every political agenda possible and then the trumpets sound as I begin to unleash my wrath among many other YouTubers.
So whether it’s defending Mitt Romney in political ads, arguing against the many hypocrites asking “tolerance” for same sex marriage, but forgetting to practice what they preach towards the LDS church (a blog or two will be coming your way soon enough about that), discussing the questionable affiliations of our new President Barack Obama, and yes, even siding in defense of Selena Gomez (I am not team Miley Cyrus) in a recent feud between these Disney pop stars… (My sister informed me of this, I have outgrown the tween scene I assure you)…. It all makes me wonder, what is it about YouTube that can aggravate me to the point of joining, signing in, and then proceeding to write with limited amount of characters allowed, my own beliefs and opinions?
At the beginning of the semester in one of my oh-so liberal sociology classes, we got onto the topic of “Racist America” and my professor exclaimed (yes this is verbatim): “There is little good about this country!” Whether this was a teaching method or her personal belief is still in question, (it’s probably a little bit of both), but after picking my jaw up off the ground, my hand instantly shot up – the rest is history, and the remainder of class was spent in a heated debate among the students, TA’s and professor.
Even in the eighth grade I remember fuming with anger in class over SheDaisy (am I right? probably not) and their outspoken stance on the War in Iraq.
You see, I was taught and raised in a home to respect differences and differences in matter of opinion and I do, (cross my heart), but there seems to be this monster inside that must make its point known as well, gosh dang it.
I guess it all comes down to this: where does this pride of mine come from and why must I argue – even online? Whether it was joining the debate team in high school or the inherited stubborn nature from my father, I must argue (for better or for worse).
They say, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”, but in my case: scorned, challenged, confronted, irritated, and the list goes on…just ask my ex boyfriends.

Breakfast Readings

I'd recommend to those who love to read or even those who flip through the pages of books to only understand the gist of it for their upcoming quiz, the wise advice I followed from my ninth grade teacher. With every book you read - or simply just skim over, and with every lesson that comes, underline, highlight, wrinkle the page or do whatever it may be so when that book is opened again, you can remember that which was once important.

So with that being said, as I looked through some old books this morning to try and find one suitable to read over breakfast, I ran across "The Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler", and sure enough found that page marked up and almost torn out.

"I think you should learn, of course, and some days you must learn a great deal. But you should also have days when you allow what is already in you to swell up inside of you until it touches everything. And you can feel it inside you. If you never take time out to let that happen, then you just accumulate facts, and they begin to rattle around inside of you. You can make noise with them, but never really feel anything... It's hollow."


Just some food for thought.