An Almost Made Up Poem


So Say We All: Thoughts on BSG’s Infamous Ending (Part Two)
July 20, 2012, 4:41 pm
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So Say We All: Thoughts on BSG’s Infamous Ending (Part Two).



So Say We All: Thoughts on Battlestar Gallactica (Part One)
July 16, 2012, 4:04 am
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Come read my reaction to BSG! So Say We All: Thoughts on Battlestar Gallactica (Part One).



Killing an Arab: Monday Thoughts on Camus’ “The Stranger”
July 3, 2012, 3:16 am
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Mondays always put me in an existential mood. Maybe because starting to do all over again what you did the previous week awakens a sense of despair and questioning. Mondays might remind me that I have a schedule that I can’t seem to break–a cycle of time that seems to go on endlessly. But why? Why do I do the same thing week after week, just waiting for something different in the pattern?

This Monday feeling got me thinking about Camu’s “The Stranger” and my frame of mind when I first read it. I remember being completely lost in life and feeling a sense of despair that wouldn’t go away. I had just graduated college and it seemed the world outside of academia not only frightened me, but it threatened to trap me. I didn’t know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to go. As soon as I read the first line of Camu’s “Stranger”: “Maman died today,” I was deeply engrossed. I wanted to know more about the awkward man who had some what of a disconnect from his life. The more I read, the more I realized that the story would take me somewhere unexpected. As soon as it got to the end and Meursalt kills the Arab, I finally got it. Meaursalt’s was a stranger not only to many but to himself. He felt alienated, alone and caught in the despair of the everyday. His mother’s death awakened an even bigger sense of all these emotions. What is supposed to be the point of life? I guess the irony is that the stranger is no stranger at all. Meursalt is such a familiar character to us all; we have all felt as he did and needed something to release us from existential despair.

Happy Monday…

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Also…Here’s a link to an interesting New Yorker  about the importance of translation in the opening line of Camus’ “The Stranger” : http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/books/2012/05/camus-translation.html.