Are We Better Than This? Penn State.

*in case you don’t want to watch the video, here’s a sorta transcript:

I had planned to post a very different video blog today, but in light of all that has happened over at Penn State, I couldn’t help but change what I had to say this morning.

People are outraged that this horrific situation happened at Penn State and rightfully so.  But I’m not surprised.  I’m not surprised it happened at all.  And I’m not surprised that people didn’t do anything for so long, and when they did, they did the bare minimum.

I’m not surprised because I see it every day.  We are so self-absorbed as a society now a days, that when something bad does happen on the street or at an event or there’s a fight at a bar – people’s first reaction isn’t to get involved to stop it — No, most people’s first reaction nowadays is to break out their  iPhones and film it!

This lack of community, this apathy, this fear of getting involved is dangerous, it’s killing us — its destroying us.  And it’s a shame.

I think it’s easy to sit here and be appalled by people’s inaction after all these years — that people knew children were being raped by a 50 year old man.  Don’t get me wrong, it’s friggin’ outrageous on so many levels.  But do we honestly believe that when the big thing happens, when the big emergency happens that we’ll be able to break out our Superman cape and help someone in distress when we won’t even get involved in what we could call the “little” things in comparison?   We won’t  even help out our next door neighbor or the homeless guy on the street or assist the little old lady with her groceries.  All out of being self-absorbed or just not wanting to get involved.  Hell, who are we kidding? -most of us don’t even know our next door neighbors nowadays.

I think it’s easy to be outraged.  Hindsight is 20/20 after all.  The hard thing to do is to look in the mirror and ask ourselves, “what have I done to help someone today?”

But we CAN change it.  That’s the good news.  We can always be better than we used to be.  “When we know better, we do better,” to steal a line from the great poet Maya Angelou.  And that’s my hope.

That as all of this comes to fruition, as all this unravels,  that we find a way to become a better people. We have to, we’re better than this.

On a side note, to all the Veterans out there — much love and peace to you, always.  Thank you for your service.

Till next week then.

Head Over Heels in Love!

 

 

I fell in love a few weeks ago.

It happened just like everyone said it would, when I wasn’t looking for it, when I wasn’t paying attention.

I don’t believe in love at first site, and one could argue that this was a long time coming, but all I can say is that I feel good.  I might even be a bit obsessed.  I’m not sure that’s a good thing, but I’m just going with the flow for now.

I knew the minute I sat down. The minute I took it all in.  There was no other place I wanted to be, but right there in that moment.  I felt right at home – a sense of calm mixed with excitement.  It blindsided me.  “Head over heels” just doesn’t do it justice.  But this is love. Real love, I just know it is.

A few weeks ago, I fell in love with baseball.

Aaaah, I love basketball, I’ve always been a fan. Football, I can tolerate but it was never really my thing.  And baseball?   I just don’t know…

I spent more time at Fenway Park growing up in Boston than I care to admit, but I never went there to watch the game.  It was more of a place to hang out back then.  I was far more interested in Landsdown Street and getting into the bars & clubs that lined that part of town than anything else. I was just a kid and shouldn’t have been hanging at the park let alone getting into the clubs, but that’s a whole other story for another time.

What I don’t understand is how I never got hooked on the game of baseball after all those years….but I guess none of that matters at this point, I’m here now!

My first game after all this time was just the other day:  the Dodgers played the Cincinnati Reds.  The Dodgers won and from what I understand it was a pretty exciting game – I was so green and didn’t get much of it at all so I remember very little.  And yet, there was something about the park, the fans, the perfect aura of it all that just overwhelmed me.  It touched a part of me I didn’t know existed and I find myself yearning to be back in the park again watching the game under the perfectly lit sweet sky.

There are some “isms” I’ve come to realize in these past few weeks of research that are kinda cool if not a little weird, about me. To my surprise, I own both a Red Sox hat and a Dodger hat (A very cool vintage Brooklyn Dodger hat) and my 3rd favorite movie of all time has always been Field of Dreams.  I used to always say “it’s not just a movie about baseball…” but now that I understand so much more about the game I appreciate one of my favorite movies even more  (just watched it again the other day).  So maybe baseball’s always been part of me and I just never really noticed?  Maybe that’s the thing about baseball:  it gets under your skin without you even realizing it.  Maybe it’s an innate part of being an American.  Maybe it’s just in our blood?  I don’t know.  I’m finding it hard to explain my new found love.

 

 

I do have a few regrets though, questions really.  You know, I’ve always been and will always be a girl from Boston. But I don’t know everything about the Red Sox just yet, so do I have to commit so quickly?  And because I live in Los Angeles and went to a Dodger game I “sided” with Dodger fans and decided I’d root for the Dodgers, but, I’ve been “seeing” other games and, well, I’m just saying, I’m a little interested, that’s all.   I recently watched a Tivo’d game between San Francisco and Philly and I think I REALLY fell in love (the Giants won)!  I’m so confused!

So, here’s what I’m thinking – I’m open to any suggestions, but like any relationship, maybe I need to take it a little slow?  Maybe I need to ease my way into this before I make any long term commitments?   I’m just learning who I am in this relationship and maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to back up just a bit?  You know, see how we mesh?  See if it’s the real thing?  And hey, shouldn’t I keep myself open to the many other possibilities?  I am a young girl after-all and there seems to be quite a few teams out there I may want to consider – Plus, I have to think about the long term.  What are they offering me?  I’m not sure I’m ready for a commitment just yet.  I’m thinking I should at least go out on a date with each one before I commit to the first team that knocks on my door, right?

Hmmm…..

Well, the only thing I know for sure is that I’m not a Yankee fan or a Mets fan.  Sorry, but a girl’s gotta have standards and there are just some boys I will not date!

Woohoo!

Dodgers are playing – gotta go!

(repost from 2009)

Copyright 2010 Carmen Lezeth Suarez