Which One Am I

Konichiwa,
This weeks blog assignment in English was to take one of three characters, George, Hazel, or Harrison from the short story "Harrison Bergeron" and decide which one these characters I am. To be honest, I don't think I'm any of the three options because of their role they play in the story.

Harrison, is a really big/strong teenager who is trapped in shackles. The reason I don't see myself as him is because I don't believe I have anything in my life hindering or blocking my path to the point where once I get around I go off like a bomb. George on the other hand, is an old man who is extremely smart but is held back by a noise that goes off in his head every 20 minutes, that makes him forget what he was thinking. The reason I don't see myself as George is because I'm not the smartest guy in the world, and if I were, I wouldn't have anything holding thoughts back unlike George.

Between these two characters is how I view myself. I see myself as both strong physically and mentally. I see myself as well rounded person, unlike in this story where these two (three if you include Hazel, I don't though) characters are only good at one thing and one thing only.

Peace,
Adrian

A Very Difficult Choice

In life, your going to face many difficult choices, the hardest ones are the ones you benefit from but force others to suffer or opposite way around. The best example of this incorporated in my life is when I partially saw a video of how the meat that we eat really ends up at the grocery store where you buy it. The video was so horrible that within the first 12 seconds of watching it I stopped watching.

After seeing that video I refused to eat meat for around 2 weeks. Eventually my mom made me eat meat because she was worried about the amount of protein I was getting. Although I didn't like it, I ate the meat. Eventually I started eating meat again but it's not the same as before. I eat a lot less of it now and every time I eat meat I think of that video and it makes not crave meat for a while.

As long I make the choice to continue eating the meat sold at grocery stores, I'm going to continue to kill thousands of animals in horrible ways. I wish that there was something I could do other than eat less of it. If I were able to, I'd become a vegetarian but meat just tastes so damn good. Why is that all these animals from the day they're born have to live a life of pain, misery, and agony just for them to be slaughtered? Is it that hard to treat them in a humane way and allow them to live in pens instead of cages they can barely fit in their entire lives. Each time I make the choice to eat meat, I immediately feel guilty afterward. The world that we live in is such a big place and nothing is off limits.

Until my next blog,

A