Dear Mr. Khan, I want to preface this letter by stating that I respect your son’s sacrifice for this great nation.  By all accounts, he is a true hero that sacrificed himself in service to ou…

Source: An Open Letter to Khizr Khan

Tilikum’s days are numbered now. Maybe he will swim free in death.

Champions for Cetaceans

By Kirsten Massebeau

Tillikum 1Tilikum floats listlessly alone, and broken

Ripped from his family 35 years ago Tilikum the star of the film “Blackfish” has been diagnosed with a deadly respiratory infection that cannot be cured. The prognosis is not good. SeaWorld continues to update the public with tears in their eyes, trying to convince the world that “they care”but in reality all SeaWorld saw in Tilikum was a river of golden sperm that would further their breeding program. Through constant sexual abuse SeaWorld employees collected sperm artificially inseminating female whales, producing 21 calves within the SeaWorld prison system. Those baby orcas, were then ripped from their mothers sides, and shipped to other SeaWorld’s where they too must perform to eat. Many have died or become aggressive, never knowing a true family or the rhythms of the sea, their true home. They are a generation of slaves born into the SeaWorld prisons.

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Why is this allowed to happen in the USA? They will not accept our culture or belief, never have never will, even if they live in the USA.

I love selfies. 🙂

The Happy Heart

Selfies, also once known as self-portraits, have taken over the internet by storm.  I admit that at first I did not know how I felt about such a phenomenon. Prior to 2004 (when MySpace first made it’s debut), selfies were almost non-existent on the internet.

MySpace was first started as a website where people would post photos of themselves and others would rate how hot they were on a scale from 1-10. This then created the pressure to have the perfect photo! MySpace was the first home for the bathroom selfies. You know, the ones that you took with your Razor flip phone when you think you look good but you forgot to windex your mirror? From there, the human race eventually discovered that they no longer needed a dirty bathroom mirror to capture a photo of themselves, just long arms and the right lighting would do the trick.



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I decided since I had to do this blog for English class, that I would start with something weighing heavy on my mind right now. Texas which has been home to me for 43 years, and living 800 miles away in a state I know little about, with even worse, little to do. 

So what is home really? If it a mindset, is it the earth under your feet? Is it where your family lives, where your ancestors are buried? Why do we long so much for a place that is just a pile of dirt and rock?  What is it about home that makes us ill for it when we cant be there. 

I think its familiarity, and a sense of belonging to something. In my case, belonging to Texas, which is a very prideful state. We have a completely different way of thinking. Even those at home, have an elated pride in our home state. I have not seen this anywhere else, and being an Army brat, and prior service, I have been all over the world. No place do people boast about their state as they do at home. Maybe that is what makes me miss it? No one here seems to have pride in where they live, that is evident from the pollution on the ground. Remember, we have the “Don’t Mess with Texas” campaign. Here in Nebraska, it seems like there is a campaign to see how much trash you can throw out.  So familiarity, and pride. Enough to keep our home beautiful as you would your own house. 

This brings me around to family. Family is rooted deep in hometowns across America. But is it family that makes us homesick? Maybe, but my parents are gone, children are grown, so what is it then? Here in Nebraska I have family too, misplaced Texans, stationed here with the USAF. So why am I still not comfortable here? I want to go home, but I am also torn because my youngest and most adorable, grandchildren are here. So what is home now. So therein lies my dilemma. Home, a state I have lived in most of my life, or home, where these babies are. 

I will be going back to Texas soon, then I will have a new loss. Loss of being away from children and family that I have lived with nearly a year. There is the confusion. I wonder what will happen after I am home, will I long to come back? Will that be homesickness, or missing family? Confused. 

Austin, Texas

Home and Homesick

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