UPDATE: NOW ON WORDPRESS

Hey everyone,

Until further notice, I HAVE OFFICIALLY MOVED TO WORDPRESS. That means that anyone subscribing to me here at blogger should mosey on over to my wordpress bliggity blog and subscribe to that RSS feed, instead. (please!)

You can find me here: chiccasroughdraft.wordpress.com

Thank you all for your loyal blogspot readership! Now, go find me on wordpress.  :)


Love,
Chicca

Looking on the Bright Side Part II (or, at least, an attempt)

This post is dedicated to Homesick by Kings of Convenience.

It's hard being here and seeing everyone's pictures and posts on facebook-- life is really going on without me, in all aspects. I miss my friends and the people I love. The past day or so has been rough.  Life just needs to cool it, right now.

The bright side? Thanks, Alex, for reminding me of it-- today is a new day in a large city, and I can let this adventure take me where it will. The people who really care about me are the ones who will be there when I get back, and until then I am just trying to enjoy myself as much as possible.

Terrorism

This post isn't going to have a lot to do with Argentina, as a warning. If you're coming for updates, you're not really going to find them today.

When I signed up to go to Argentina, the study abroad group I am with automatically signed me up to be in contact with the State Department. It sounds kind of excessive, I know, but it means that if something like the volcano problems in Iceland or the earthquake in Chile happen again the US government has the ability to contact me and make sure I am safe and accounted for.

This morning I received my first travel warning from the US government. Did they want to tell me that it's earthquake season? That another ash cloud is making its way across the continent? Or that perhaps Godzilla decided to take a vacation and trample another city for once?

No, no, and no. The reason that we got a message from the US government is because the 10th anniversary of the events on September 11 is coming up in a mere six days, and they wanted to issue a travel warning. The exact wording of the message is this (though the bold spots are highlighted by me):

"As we mark the 10^th Anniversary of the September 11, 2001, terrorist attacks, the Department of State informs U.S. citizens traveling and residing abroad of the continued threat posed by al-Qa’ida and its affiliates.  While we have not identified any specific threats from al-Qa’ida affiliates and allies to attack the United States or our interests on the 9/11 anniversary, U.S. citizens should be aware that al-Qa’ida affiliates and allies have demonstrated the intent and capability to carry out attacks against the United States and our interests around the world.  In the past, terrorist organizations have on occasion planned their attacks to coincide with significant dates on the calendar.  This Worldwide Travel Alert supplements the July 26, 2011, Worldwide Caution, andexpires on January 2, 2012."


Ridiculous, no? The fact that they are basing this warning around a date on the calendar? Why not issue warnings for every major holiday, or even every day? And does the fact that this warning is effective until January strike anyone else as overly excessive?

This has started me thinking about terrorism.

By my standards, the terrorists who attacked the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001 accomplished their goal. They have created a world where Americans live in fear. They have created an environment in which it is okay for the government to inspire fear in its people for the sake of "safety."

I still remember a time when you could go through the airport without having your privacy invaded. Now, we take off our shoes, empty our water bottles, and make sure we aren't carrying shampoo in our carry-ons. While trying to get on my flight to Argentina I went through a spherical machine that scans your entire body for weapons and then was put through a full-body pat down. Why? Because I had forgotten to take off my money belt before stepping into the machine, and it had created a suspicious bulge in my jeans. The obvious response was, of course, to search my entire body for weapons.

I guess living in America has given me the false impression that the entire world lives in fear, but coming to Argentina has made me realize that I was completely wrong in thinking this. Even the differences between Argentine and US airports are astounding. They have so much less security, it's almost like theytrust people. Not having to take my shoes and my coat off to go through a scanner was so refreshing. There wasn't even a scanner for people to go through. We had to put our bags through an x-ray machine but I didn't even have to take my computer out of my bag. It was a breath of fresh air.

In fearing everything for the sake of safety, we as Americans stand alone. The government has taught us that it is a good thing to give up our right to privacy in order to catch potential terrorists (though in all reality, HOW many have they caught since all these measures were put into effect?). They have taught us to fear the strange in our daily lives. They have set us on edge for inauspicious dates. And that, my friends, means the terrorists have won.


EDIT: okay, so my mom pointed out that I had already passed security leaving the US, so I'll have to wait and see what security is like while leaving the country. I blame my tired brain. But still. My point about the warning still stands. Ridiculous.

Some Things Never Change

Yes, that is right. It is currently after 3 AM here and I am up, writing a paper on the day it is due. Did I start this one ahead of time? Yes. Which is new. Did I finish in a timely manner? No. Which is not new. Somehow being in Argentina and developing actual study habits has done nothing for the amount I still need to procrastinate while writing a paper. Yes, that is also right-- I said study habits! I actually spend time doing reading instead of watching 30 Rock and cooking elaborate meals. And yet somehow it is still after 3. Oh, well.

For the amount they play, Argentines do a surprising amount of work. I have more reading now than I've ever had to do in my life-- part of this, I'm sure, is that I dropped premed this semester and so am taking all reading-intensive classes, but WOW. This whole reading-all-the-time thing is HARD. And only about half of it is interesting, ugh.

Also, an update and an apology-- sorry to everyone who has been trying to comment and can't. I have no idea what is going on and really wish I could fix it, especially considering that Blogger won't let me comment on my own blog. Damn Google gremlins and their faulty technology.

I am going to whip up a bibliography and hit the sack. Until this weekend, dears, when I have more time to write...!