<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:47:27.899-08:00</updated><category term='Red Menace'/><title type='text'>Coleman's Advanced Literature Survey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-8120432013585069820</id><published>2009-10-13T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:38:11.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marxism in Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AH8YjevedmY/SsDnnD-WLxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lvGejbIAbIQ/s1600-h/Children_Painting_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From paintings, to music, to protests, to health care--Marxist theory abounds. Let's try applying the Marxist lens to the following paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.d.umn.edu/~laderman/ThomasHartBenton,Hollywood(1937).jpg"&gt;"Hollywood" &lt;/a&gt;by Thomas Hart Benton"&lt;a href="http://www.roland-rafael-repczuk.de/bilder/machtspiele.jpg"&gt;Power Games"&lt;/a&gt; by Roland Rafael Repczuk&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/files/images/p19-a-1_10.jpg"&gt;Pigstown Council Annual Meeting&lt;/a&gt;" by Jalaini Abu Hassan&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/sandow%20birk%20baghdad/johnlknight/TheliberationofIraqSandowBirk.jpg"&gt;Liberation of Baghdad"&lt;/a&gt; by Sandow Birk&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.whystudyamerica.ac.uk/content/essays/usa_history2_750.jpg"&gt;America"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.tylerstallings.com/images/CuratorialImages/Birk1.jpg"&gt;In Smog and Thunder"&lt;/a&gt; by Sandow Birk&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.ctrlaltshift.co.uk/assets/img/articles/embedded/M3_P11_Pyramid.jpg"&gt;Pyramid of Capitalist System"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.media.tumblr.com/LGhONcAWAlj6fw9uoqwJLbBso1_r1_500.jpg"&gt;"The Garden of Eden"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.nebraskahistory.org/images/museum/collect/falter/10645-53.jpg"&gt;A Painting for a Government Poster&lt;/a&gt;" by John Falter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-8120432013585069820?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/8120432013585069820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=8120432013585069820' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8120432013585069820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8120432013585069820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/10/marxism-in-art.html' title='Marxism in Art'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7868099605068692337</id><published>2009-10-01T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:18:53.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This Russia?</title><content type='html'>On September 12, 2009, ten of thousands of protesters marched to the U.S. Capitol to express their disdain for the President's health care plan and government spending. Carrying slogans that read "Obamacare makes me sick" and "I'm not your ATM," protestors chanted "Enough, Enough!" Some protesters even carried pictures of Obama with the signature mustache of Adolf Hitler and referred to him as a socialist and communist. The idea of a government-run health care system has many concerned and worried about the future--their future and their children's future. And that concern has awakened the nation--encouraging citizens to seek the truth. What is the truth behind Obama's health care plan? Check out the below links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/story?id=7922187&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Fact Check: Decoding Obama's Health Care Plan &lt;/a&gt;(Make sure you read the text pf the article--don't just watch the video. The text gives the opposing viewpoints to the video.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/opinion/2009/09/23/john-lott-numbers-health-care-obama/"&gt;The Truth--Lott's Numbers, Part II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barackobama.com/issues/healthcare/"&gt;The Obama Plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now--be sure to connect what you've read in these sources and what you've read of Marxist criticism in order to determine whether we are indeed, trending towards socialism in regards to the proposed health care plan.  Remember to be very specific and to cite facts and examples--don't just spout off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7868099605068692337?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7868099605068692337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7868099605068692337' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7868099605068692337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7868099605068692337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-this-russia.html' title='Is This Russia?'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-4849003244751440905</id><published>2009-09-19T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:41:17.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANDROGYNY: MIXING GENDER ROLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ANDROGYNY: MIXING GENDER ROLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12dc73d509f4e696" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12dc73d509f4e696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333621515%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3286BD2996CE0994F9DB01D8B7BABF0AB61BF1A.B8678CED492FEA99293286C3490F6DC33E2A61B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12dc73d509f4e696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2HlBNUpJyl2tMpk2IyIXic-IcRg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12dc73d509f4e696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333621515%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3286BD2996CE0994F9DB01D8B7BABF0AB61BF1A.B8678CED492FEA99293286C3490F6DC33E2A61B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12dc73d509f4e696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2HlBNUpJyl2tMpk2IyIXic-IcRg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By Between the Bars and Goonie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We see androgyny everywhere these days from David Bowie to Hillary Clinton. Androgyny is the mixing of feminine and masculine characteristics. That can be in how we dress, how we look, and how we act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets take a look at the 50's as an example.&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/athens/troy/8866/sq50sfashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/athens/troy/8866/sq50sfashion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this time all women wore dresses for the most part and wore high heels and curled their hair. &lt;a href="http://www.gracetailor.net/ladies/pant-suits/61-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 147px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.gracetailor.net/ladies/pant-suits/61-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now women in the workforce have become androgynous by wearing suits similar menswear. Have they lost their femininity? This would be psychological androgyny because women do this to show that they have just as much strenght as their male counterparts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another example of psychological androgyny is in the video posted above of the band Of Montreal. The lead singer Kevin Barnes displays &lt;a href="http://news.filefront.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/bowie-david-photo-david-bowie-6230855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://news.filefront.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/bowie-david-photo-david-bowie-6230855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feminine qualities in his appearence, voice, and his persona on stage. This was probably strongly influenced by David Bowie who made androgyny popular in the 1980's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Androgyny can be confused with bisexuality, transgender, and believing you were born the wrong gender. For these people they do not always feel that they fit into specific gender role norms. Is "not fitting in" an issue that is recent (after 60's) in American society? Are defined gender roles important in a society? Do you think that androgynous characteristics have become part of the norm, or are they still looked at as outcasts and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a link to a magazine called Androgyny to see more of the styles for men and women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.androgynymag.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.androgynymag.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-4849003244751440905?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/4849003244751440905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=4849003244751440905' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4849003244751440905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4849003244751440905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/androgyny-mixing-gender-roles.html' title='ANDROGYNY: MIXING GENDER ROLES'/><author><name>between the bars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148558669632386747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5877260309945888881</id><published>2009-09-18T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:25:36.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Menace'/><title type='text'>The Book of James 1 Daemonology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/Srb-wyZk-GI/AAAAAAAAABg/eHUiacHpxE4/s1600-h/Hell+Gates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 201px; display: block; height: 217px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770518684235874" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/Srb-wyZk-GI/AAAAAAAAABg/eHUiacHpxE4/s320/Hell+Gates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/SrbvSUuXhTI/AAAAAAAAABI/2aI0xsOPPA4/s1600-h/king-james1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 180px; float: left; height: 193px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753502647878962" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/SrbvSUuXhTI/AAAAAAAAABI/2aI0xsOPPA4/s320/king-james1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The fearful abounding, at this time and in this country of these detestable slaves of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the devil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, the witches (...) hath moved me to dispatch in post, this following treatise of mine (...) to resolve the doubting (...) both that such assaults of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Satan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; are most certainly practised, and that the instrument thereof merits most severely to be punished." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"King James the VI of Scotland&lt;br /&gt;and King James the I of England"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the tale of "&lt;em&gt;Macbeth," the history of Daemonologie is shown in the book that he approves and supports the truth of witchcraft and the practice of witch hunting. Demonologie goes as far &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/SrbrPLvsMVI/AAAAAAAAABA/b-XMqwKO4Ac/s1600-h/demon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back as the 1500's till the 1700's. It was then that King James the VI of Scotland (later known as the I of England) was first introduced to the North Berwick Witch Trials, Scotland's first major incident. It all began when King James the VI was traveling to Denmark to marry the Princess Anne, sister to Christan the IV. On their return, a horrible storm had forced them to take shelter for several weeks in Norway before they could continue and this is when it started to get bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/Srb2lqkzcTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WmCPjeUeojA/s1600-h/nfs1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 281px; float: left; height: 264px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383761531512254770" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/Srb2lqkzcTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WmCPjeUeojA/s320/nfs1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 230px; display: block; height: 176px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383942719191212082" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/SrebYLRxYDI/AAAAAAAAABo/2YYZrjIA94g/s320/cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After they had made it home, the admiral of the escorting Danish fleet, accused a women, a wife of a Scottish noble, of being responsible for their misfortune on the sea believing that it had happened because he had insulted her before the voyage. This then caused gossip and with that speculation spread that the several nobles of Scottish court were involved in witchcraft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon hundreds of people were accused and tortured by the speculations of witchcraft. Overseeing each of theses accusations was King James. Watching each trial he saw hundreds more confessing that they had done dealings with the devil and tried to plot his demise on the ship after endless torture. . These trials are what drove King James to write the books of daemonologie, truly believing that the Witchcraft had spawned into the world and the Devil, Satan was at their doorstep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In his writings King James wrote two books known as, &lt;em&gt;"The first and Second Booke of Daemonologies."&lt;/em&gt; In the books describes about GOD's willing and the fall of the ones who dwell in witchcraft. Both books rely on the support of witch hunting, but the two separate how there are different types of witches and which deserves what punishment. Some would be chained to drown, hanged upside down, pulled apart, and burned alive! Within these readings some people would hope to find evil and destroy it but is it really just causing us to become that evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Learn more:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The life of King James VI of Scotland:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwlink.com/%7Escotlass/jamesvi.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.nwlink.com/~scotlass/jamesvi.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;description of Sorcerie and Witchcraft(Books I and II of Daemonologie) can be found at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesus-is-lord.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.jesus-is-lord.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Divided Chapters of each book can be found at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacred-texts.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.sacred-texts.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Images can be located via: &lt;em&gt;Google Images &lt;strong&gt;( James the 1st of England, Devil, and Daemonologie, and filkr.com)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5877260309945888881?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5877260309945888881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5877260309945888881' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5877260309945888881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5877260309945888881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/book-of-james-1-daemonology.html' title='The Book of James 1 Daemonology'/><author><name>The Puzzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10068229311205317154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/Sqh4iiFxBTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZHB-z6uz-Yc/S220/puzzled.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__7u2hePxoNY/Srb-wyZk-GI/AAAAAAAAABg/eHUiacHpxE4/s72-c/Hell+Gates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-360165797378616033</id><published>2009-09-15T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:03:54.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violence, the Death Drive and Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://ehadvlit.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-responsible.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/twi/lowres/twin430l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 247px; height: 172px;" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/twi/lowres/twin430l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Dante's presentation of Francesca and Paolo, he brings to mind the question of moral responsibility in depictions of love, sex, and violence in our own day. Check out the below links. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32641153/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/"&gt;FCC looks to block sex, violence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,147986,00.html"&gt;Media violence spurs fears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.media-awareness.ca/english/issues/violence/violence_entertainment.cfm"&gt;Violence in media entertainment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PHxTr-59hE"&gt;The Killing Screens: Media &amp;amp; the Culture of Violence &lt;/a&gt;(not for the light-hearted!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up with our centuries long obsession with sax and violins? Why do we want to read The Inferno and not the Paradiso?  Why are we always involved in "death work"?  Reference Tyson's section on the death drive and give us a few answers. (I love how I have students to answer life's important questions for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-360165797378616033?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/360165797378616033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=360165797378616033' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/360165797378616033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/360165797378616033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/violence-death-drive-and-everything.html' title='Violence, the Death Drive and Everything'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-6395324526637315264</id><published>2009-09-15T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:03:01.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medieval Signs of the Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SrAA4KQwmXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/GgWyCWjMFJU/s1600-h/Hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381802519535065458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SrAA4KQwmXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/GgWyCWjMFJU/s320/Hell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Changing Values  “As a relatively privileged European man of the late Middle Ages, Dante certainly shares - despite his intellect and imagination - many views that we moderns might rightly consider unenlightened. These could include religious and ethnic intolerance, a reductive attitude toward women, and a heterosexist understanding of love and sexuality. In some respects - for instance, his advocacy of the empire (and opposition to more democratic, republican ideas) - he could be considered reactionary even for his own time and place.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we might think of ourselves as enlightened, open-minded people today, what might our descendants say about us a century or two from now?  What specific issues or attitudes do you think will change so much in the future that our current views may come to be seen as "medieval"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-6395324526637315264?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/6395324526637315264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=6395324526637315264' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6395324526637315264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6395324526637315264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/medieval-signs-of-times.html' title='Medieval Signs of the Times'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SrAA4KQwmXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/GgWyCWjMFJU/s72-c/Hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1847937376712070780</id><published>2009-09-08T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:41:08.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shades of Dante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sqbo60U1dOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qdyYkBNCpWU/s1600-h/mural.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sqbo60U1dOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qdyYkBNCpWU/s320/mural.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379242902116725986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Get it? Shades?--nobody groan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to a blog about the mural that the Los Angeles Police Department commissioned Birk to paint inside their headquarters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://superpunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/lapd-hired-sandow-birk-to-create-mural.html"&gt;http://superpunch.blogspot.com/2008/03/lapd-hired-sandow-birk-to-create-mural.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say Birk deviated from the original sketch and treated topics the LAPD would never have OKed, ala Dante-style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you attracted to art with an edge?  In other words, does your aesthetic desire works of art, literature, and music that touch upon the controversial, the angst-ridden, the unsolved and disenfranchised?  Or do you prefer art that soothes and calms--rather than instigates.  Please comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1847937376712070780?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1847937376712070780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1847937376712070780' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1847937376712070780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1847937376712070780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/shades-of-dante.html' title='Shades of Dante'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sqbo60U1dOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qdyYkBNCpWU/s72-c/mural.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-6647938887180346114</id><published>2009-09-08T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:40:20.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandow Birk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sqbm8gF78AI/AAAAAAAAAeI/InFgD9h9uWE/s1600-h/Toy+Theatre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379240732022009858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sqbm8gF78AI/AAAAAAAAAeI/InFgD9h9uWE/s320/Toy+Theatre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to a site that shows the why and how of Sandow Birk's off beat version of Dante's Inferno.: &lt;a href="http://www.dantefilm.com/filmnotes.html"&gt;http://www.dantefilm.com/filmnotes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. Make some comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-6647938887180346114?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/6647938887180346114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=6647938887180346114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6647938887180346114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6647938887180346114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/sandow-birk.html' title='Sandow Birk'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sqbm8gF78AI/AAAAAAAAAeI/InFgD9h9uWE/s72-c/Toy+Theatre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-4950691726177375294</id><published>2009-09-08T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:16:17.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"This is Hell, Dante, Not Your Personal Fantasy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="date-header"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;a name="4715917034446660491"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.sjmusart.org/dynamic_content/eventImages/Birk_RiseofGreyon_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 180px; float: left; height: 236px;" alt="" src="http://www.sjmusart.org/dynamic_content/eventImages/Birk_RiseofGreyon_medium.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some links to check out that will expand your knowledge about Dante and The Divine Comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is one of the posts that you can choose to comment on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.eku.edu/flash/inferno/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dante's Flash Inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://learn.bowdoin.edu/italian/dante/dining-leisure/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dante Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://dante.ilt.columbia.edu/new/about/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dante's Biography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whHDbGeJcts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sandow Birk's film that dramatizes the Inferno using puppets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dante's Inferno Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vodpod.com/watch/1687014-dantes-inferno-the-divine-comedy-video-game-ea-games"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Video Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-4950691726177375294?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/4950691726177375294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=4950691726177375294' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4950691726177375294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4950691726177375294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-hell-dante-not-your-personal.html' title='&quot;This is Hell, Dante, Not Your Personal Fantasy&quot;'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-398860195535586815</id><published>2009-09-05T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:29:29.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Worry About Posting</title><content type='html'>Hi students!  You do not need to worry about posting due to the fact that Fort Zumwalt email is down, so I can't get at your email addresses to resend them.  Just read Cantos III, and we will discuss the first three Cantos on Monday. Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-398860195535586815?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/398860195535586815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=398860195535586815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/398860195535586815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/398860195535586815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-not-worry-about-posting.html' title='Do Not Worry About Posting'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2131421172003904977</id><published>2009-08-28T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:14:37.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please send me your email addresses!</title><content type='html'>It doesn't look like I have everyone's email to invite to the blog? If you haven't been invited, please send the address with your name and 3rd hour in the subject heading!   Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah--the email address might help!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dcoleman@fz.k12.mo.us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2131421172003904977?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2131421172003904977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2131421172003904977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2131421172003904977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2131421172003904977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/08/please-send-me-your-email-addresses.html' title='Please send me your email addresses!'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1019785668398860756</id><published>2009-08-27T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:01:19.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Chessmaster 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3bGWG1wPxg/RuzCVXzBv3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_q0nvNMVF5k/s320/Clipboard-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3bGWG1wPxg/RuzCVXzBv3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_q0nvNMVF5k/s320/Clipboard-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omar Khayyam's quatrain 69 from the Rubaiyat reads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one by one back in the Closet lays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's first discuss Khayyam's quatrain.  What is he suggesting?  You may want to become acquainted with &lt;a href="http://www.okonlife.com/life/index.htm"&gt;Khayyam&lt;/a&gt;--his poetry, his contributions to society, and his famous poetry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, do you agree with Khayyam's view? Why or why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1019785668398860756?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1019785668398860756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1019785668398860756' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1019785668398860756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1019785668398860756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/08/great-chessmaster-2009.html' title='The Great Chessmaster 2009'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3bGWG1wPxg/RuzCVXzBv3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/_q0nvNMVF5k/s72-c/Clipboard-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-8065861317930699632</id><published>2009-08-26T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:28:05.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Coleman</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to figure out a way of getting a hold of you, but I've lost all the contact info you had given us lost year (it may have ended up in an end-of-the-year bonfire, being overlooked as just scrap paper, I'm not sure). I've been waiting for months for this publication to open back up--it's a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; one too, "Greatest Uncommon Denominator"--that I want to send &lt;em&gt;Existing Parallels&lt;/em&gt; to. I was hoping you wouldn't mind taking one last look at it, any last input or advice or thoughts? It's a young, award-winning magazine, and quite prestiguous already. I want to make sure the story is solid and has a chance. If you're too busy I completely understand, I'm not far removed from your classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incase you don't have it anymore, my e-mail is &lt;a href="mailto:minnesota9106@charter.net"&gt;minnesota9106@charter.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I hope classes have started well for you!&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-8065861317930699632?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/8065861317930699632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=8065861317930699632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8065861317930699632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8065861317930699632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/08/ms-coleman.html' title='Ms. Coleman'/><author><name>Adam Levvy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00384789078620805709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5830455266223082306</id><published>2009-08-18T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:46:16.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back to the Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sotz_mCD1dI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bS-uD6C1LpI/s1600-h/painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 655px; height: 438px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sotz_mCD1dI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bS-uD6C1LpI/s320/painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514516947588562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a painting entitle "Work" by Ford Madox Brown.  It was painted circa 1852-65.  Here is a &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.victorianweb.org/painting/fmb/paintings/2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.victorianweb.org/painting/fmb/paintings/2.html&amp;amp;usg=__k6xZA-hPTJhDe4j4wmBNjJf8V54=&amp;amp;h=458&amp;amp;w=638&amp;amp;sz=117&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;sig2=KG7rqqGC2Mwrq8vPC8zH7Q&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=x83rhIIA4rtN8M:&amp;amp;tbnh=98&amp;amp;tbnw=137&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dford%2Bmadox%2Bbrown%2Bpaintings%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4GZAZ_enUS317US317%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=4DR_SriGCJLSMrio2OEC"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the painting as well.  Please choose your lens through which to view the artwork. (Another visual avenue.)  Bring your notes to share tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5830455266223082306?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5830455266223082306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5830455266223082306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5830455266223082306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5830455266223082306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-back-to-blog.html' title='Welcome Back to the Blog'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sotz_mCD1dI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bS-uD6C1LpI/s72-c/painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1483688985057916639</id><published>2009-04-09T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T07:21:32.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://colemanscomp.blogspot.com/2009/04/wuthering-heights.html"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story we have all been reading. Initial thoughts? surprisingly interesting. I don't know about you guys but this book is a really hard read for me and that's probably why it's considered such a great story. But it's not so much the story line but how it's written. I feel the author wrote this book in old 19th century style writing along with a lot of vague pronoun reference. Does anyone else feel confused and lost because often Emily B won't specify who is doing what? There is SO much he and she it's really hard to keep up! Don't get me wrong the story line it's self is fascinating. Heathcliff is one crazy character that I often wonder what I would do if I were in the other characters shoes living anywhere near the man! He is scary and enticing all at the same time. Catherine in my opinion is strong willed and weak at the same time. Her stupidity and immaturity is what makes this woman weak. It's funny how we talked in class today about love and how class rank takes a tole in the roles of marriage. My immediate thought was the difference between all of the couples. For example....take Heathcliff and Catherine, if they were to marry my best assumption would be they would take equal roles in accomplishing things that need to get done. I don't know why but it has to do with them both madly in love with each other thus both equally wanting to take care of each other. Then there is Catherine and Edgar. Edgar is WAY more in love with Catherine than she is with him thus he treats her like a princess where she hardly pays attention to him! Finally there is Heathcliff and Isabella. Before she knows the true Heathcliff she is madly in love with him while he could care less. The only reason they get married is because Heathcliff uses her as a slave and to make Catherine jealous of them. So I pose a question. According to the rules applied in the marriages in the centuries past, how woman are considered so called slaves as they do everything for their man in return for protection and providment, and how men are the dominant being as a woman are considered more like a thing, does that mean men possibly don't love their wives at least according to this story we are reading? Think about it. When ever a character loves another they take care of them, nourish them, and aid to them for anything while the ones that do not love the other pay little attention and treat the other one like crap and make them do things for them. Sound familiar? By the way I'm not saying men back then did not love their wives I'm asking is it possible that were the case for many of them back then using their woman and having marriage as an excuse to control them because apparently love was more important to some than others? But then does that mean now that more of us are treated equal that love has grown more strong and couples love each other more equally? I dunno what could cause something like this to help influence to make people think these ways but I'm just wondering.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by jagzluv709&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1483688985057916639?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1483688985057916639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1483688985057916639' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1483688985057916639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1483688985057916639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/04/wuthering-heights-story-we-have-all_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7698685077081217248</id><published>2009-04-08T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:35:55.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycopath?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdzCPMLjM9I/AAAAAAAAASw/xLKWEM5-oK0/s1600-h/3197555292_4a502f20e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322342425868579794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdzCPMLjM9I/AAAAAAAAASw/xLKWEM5-oK0/s320/3197555292_4a502f20e5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please read the following poem, brought in by 3rd hour's Matt Tharp,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're the unmended, the untended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cold soldiers of the shoe. We're the neglected,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The never resurrected, agonies of the few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're the once kissed, unmissed and always refused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because we're the unfinished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And feared and we're never pursued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just that easily, on my behalf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I come around. Because I'm buring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the beasts of war feeds only on the meats of war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now I'm for the carnage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's how my anguish frees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Destroy everyone of course. Because I'm unwanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And unsafe. And I'll take tears away with torments and rape,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Killings and fears not even the dead will escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Encircling the guilty, ashamed, blameless and enslaved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Absolved. Butchering their prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Patience. Their value. Because I'm without value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm the coming of every holocaust. Turning no lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rending tissue, sinew and bone. Excepting no suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By me all levees will break. all silos heave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will walk heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I will walk strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because I am too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because without her, I am only revolutions of ruin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because I am too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because without you, I am only revolutions of ruin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm the prophecy of prophecies past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why need dies at last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How oceans dry. Islands drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And skies of salt crash to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I turn the powerful. Defy the weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only grass grows down abandoned streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For a greater economy shall follow us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it will be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And a greater autonomy shall follow us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it too will be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And a greater feeling shall follow love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it too will blow to dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For I am longings without trust. The cyclodial haste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Freedom from Hailey forever wastes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dust cares only for dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And time only for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Consider this poem while answering Kyle Burton's (3rd hour) question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"With the loss of Catherine, Heathcliff becomes a cruel and vioent man, showing no remorse for his atrocities. Does Heathcliff truly have a conscience or is he, at heart, a psycopath?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7698685077081217248?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7698685077081217248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7698685077081217248' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7698685077081217248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7698685077081217248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/04/psycopath.html' title='Psycopath?'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdzCPMLjM9I/AAAAAAAAASw/xLKWEM5-oK0/s72-c/3197555292_4a502f20e5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5397413327819651258</id><published>2009-04-08T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:14:56.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dante and Bronte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdyxNXffGfI/AAAAAAAAASY/keZmYPVQJIg/s1600-h/Emilybronte_retouche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322323702847576562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdyxNXffGfI/AAAAAAAAASY/keZmYPVQJIg/s320/Emilybronte_retouche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdyxNHCK6DI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tw5tf4dRa0c/s1600-h/dante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322323698429650994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdyxNHCK6DI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tw5tf4dRa0c/s320/dante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason Dorn (2nd hour) wonders, as do I, in what level of Dante's Inferno would you place the various characters of Wuthering Heights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5397413327819651258?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5397413327819651258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5397413327819651258' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5397413327819651258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5397413327819651258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/04/dante-and-bronte.html' title='Dante and Bronte'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SdyxNXffGfI/AAAAAAAAASY/keZmYPVQJIg/s72-c/Emilybronte_retouche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1964193679381509450</id><published>2009-04-08T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:16:04.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metaphysics and the Moors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sdyv5SyGUvI/AAAAAAAAASI/rHReObFzkI4/s1600-h/heathcliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322322258474455794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sdyv5SyGUvI/AAAAAAAAASI/rHReObFzkI4/s320/heathcliff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devinne Walters (2nd Hour) brought up the point that Emily Bronte's novel is metaphysical. The characters of Heathcliff and Cathy seem otherworldly, as if their love is archetypal. Have they been together in past lives? Are they, indeed, forces of nature, only comforable when they are outside on the moors? Please comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1964193679381509450?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1964193679381509450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1964193679381509450' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1964193679381509450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1964193679381509450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2009/04/devinne-walters-2nd-hour-brought-up.html' title='Metaphysics and the Moors'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/Sdyv5SyGUvI/AAAAAAAAASI/rHReObFzkI4/s72-c/heathcliff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-6591314744091499394</id><published>2008-12-07T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:09:40.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle</title><content type='html'>"Sanjeev pressed the massive silver face to his ribs, careful not to let the feather hat slip, and followed her."  So reads the last line of Lahiri's short story &lt;em&gt;This Blessed House.&lt;/em&gt;  Does this line underscore the fact that because Sanjeev has chosen a woman who is ensconced on the kind of pedestal we have for women in &lt;em&gt;Western&lt;/em&gt; culture (beautiful, sexy, mysterious, stylish, capricious--see:  Julia Roberts, Britney Spears, Angelina Jolie, Winona Ryder, to name a few), he is destined to be a servant rather than a master?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-6591314744091499394?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/6591314744091499394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=6591314744091499394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6591314744091499394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6591314744091499394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/12/twinkle.html' title='Twinkle'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3442752463165719292</id><published>2008-11-24T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:39:01.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone and Wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmsrldetI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WAH2R3r20y4/s1600-h/Stone+and+Wood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272279969079065298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmsrldetI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WAH2R3r20y4/s320/Stone+and+Wood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3442752463165719292?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3442752463165719292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3442752463165719292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3442752463165719292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3442752463165719292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/stone-and-wood.html' title='Stone and Wood'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmsrldetI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WAH2R3r20y4/s72-c/Stone+and+Wood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-4811442308301032903</id><published>2008-11-24T09:37:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:38:28.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaid, Stripes and Camouflage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmkZXrcZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6-HZfdyVKDo/s1600-h/Plaid-+Stripes+and+Camouflage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272279826750468498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmkZXrcZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6-HZfdyVKDo/s320/Plaid-+Stripes+and+Camouflage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-4811442308301032903?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/4811442308301032903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=4811442308301032903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4811442308301032903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4811442308301032903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/plaid-stripes-and-camouflage.html' title='Plaid, Stripes and Camouflage'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmkZXrcZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6-HZfdyVKDo/s72-c/Plaid-+Stripes+and+Camouflage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-8679934685653096474</id><published>2008-11-24T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:37:54.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remnants of a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmaKiYBHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VgDRH36iq-A/s1600-h/Remnants+of+a+Dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272279650970109042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmaKiYBHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VgDRH36iq-A/s320/Remnants+of+a+Dream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-8679934685653096474?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/8679934685653096474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=8679934685653096474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8679934685653096474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8679934685653096474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/remnants-of-dream.html' title='Remnants of a Dream'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmaKiYBHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VgDRH36iq-A/s72-c/Remnants+of+a+Dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-156053886042834324</id><published>2008-11-24T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:37:18.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmRTwuEdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EY3V0BSbEEc/s1600-h/Oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272279498827370962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmRTwuEdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EY3V0BSbEEc/s320/Oscar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-156053886042834324?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/156053886042834324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=156053886042834324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/156053886042834324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/156053886042834324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/oscar.html' title='Oscar'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SSrmRTwuEdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EY3V0BSbEEc/s72-c/Oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3388469685422296706</id><published>2008-11-20T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:11:16.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before it becomes irrevelant...</title><content type='html'>For any of you who partake in watching the television show gossipgirl (and for those who don't but want to see some literary jargon in action)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent episode circa Monday the 17th showcased an existentialist theme in a delightful way. Choice, which is quite Meursault-esque and that it will land a character in prison makes the connection even a bit more spooky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice #1: Vanessa and Chuck invite Nate over to the gallery under the ruse that it's an emergency. Then an FBI guy steps out of the shadows wanting to talk to Nate about his father (who is back in town, after having ran away to Dominica, turns out he was planning to hold Nate and Nate's mother for ransom to make money to support himself, anyway...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice #2: Nate decides to talk and reveals where his father is. He arrives before the FBI to persuade his father to turn himself in and be accountable for his actions rather than run away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice #3: Nate's father decides to go peacefully with the FBI and turns himself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting note with some of the feminist theory, when Nate convinces his father, he says something along the lines of "be a man" and face it. Wowsers patriarchal binary thought really is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, can't you tell I just love using ellipsis... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3388469685422296706?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3388469685422296706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3388469685422296706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3388469685422296706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3388469685422296706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/before-it-becomes-irrevelant.html' title='Before it becomes irrevelant...'/><author><name>Julia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2728706583993291060</id><published>2008-11-19T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:05:10.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern art and the Argument from Intimidation</title><content type='html'>I dearly hope this doesn't give away my identity, but as I was reading I came across something I thought was really interesting. In the post about Camus's quotes, there was one that was commented on a couple of times dealing with abstract art. Ironically, while I was reading yesterday I came across another view of abstract art. It has to do with the idea of the Argument from Intimidation. Simply put, this is when someone sidesteps an argument by bringing the moral character of the other person into question. It would go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You believe that? Well, only the immoral could fail to see that Candidate X's argument is false."&lt;br /&gt;Or: "Only cowards can fail to agree that life is a sewer."&lt;br /&gt;Or: "Only the most primitive mind could not see that THAT idea is severely outdated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, all of these sayings would be accompanied by eye rolls, sighs, and looks of unbelief at your stupidity. With this kind of arguing, the person utilizing the Argument from Intimidation is not refuting the claim that's being made, but merely attacking the person that's making the claim. It's a shallow form of argument, and only practiced by those who really don't know what they're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, here's an excerpt from my book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As an example of an entire field of activity based on nothing but the Argument from Intimidation, I give you modern art -- where, in order to prove that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;possess the special insight only possessed by the mystic "elite," the populace are trying to surpass one another in loud exclamations on the splendor of some bare (but smudged) piece of canvas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this might be off topic, but I was wondering what people thought of this idea. Is modern art all it's cracked up to be? Or is it just a scam of people trying to convince both themselves and others that they're more intelligent than they truly are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2728706583993291060?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2728706583993291060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2728706583993291060' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2728706583993291060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2728706583993291060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/modern-art-and-argument-from.html' title='Modern art and the Argument from Intimidation'/><author><name>bombilla!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10364268962559683916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zn4A0lImHGI/SRkFCB02V5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ceh3BRjkx4o/S220/lightBulb.png'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3632760276143108274</id><published>2008-11-17T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:12:14.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hudson Catholic's Photo Essays</title><content type='html'>Hey, West Lit. Survey Mavens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out Hudson Catholic's site; some of the students have posted their photos and quotes on line for comment. Also, there's a Facebook link to Me, Myself, and I's photo essay.  Feel free to post yours on our site or on your sites with links, too--unless you don't want me to see. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3632760276143108274?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3632760276143108274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3632760276143108274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3632760276143108274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3632760276143108274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/hudson-catholics-photo-essays.html' title='Hudson Catholic&apos;s Photo Essays'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-6759950506654095433</id><published>2008-11-16T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:34:35.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Friday, Kyle and Ashley were giving me sass in class for having used my own name as my blog name. So I started wondering, what is the novelty behind a code name? Is it something with which to hide behind so that you can say things without being held accountable? Or is it a way to seperate yourself from people's ideas of who you are and allowing yourself to truly be heard? By using my own name am I, as Kyle suggested, "defeating the purpose?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn't directly relate to the Stranger (or maybe it does, those crazy existentialist are hard to keep up with) but it was on my mind nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-6759950506654095433?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/6759950506654095433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=6759950506654095433' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6759950506654095433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6759950506654095433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-friday-kyle-and-ashley-were-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittni Nicole Kinney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09214135750700132336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nb4kSRy8jT0/SMc461fVC3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/tWSrQCesPps/S220/n759367064_657109_8072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5113595836026377979</id><published>2008-11-12T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:10:51.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camus' Quotes</title><content type='html'>As we finish our unit on &lt;em&gt;The Stranger,&lt;/em&gt; please comment on one or more of these quotes by Camus that you can find at this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/a/albert_camus.html"&gt;http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/a/albert_camus.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5113595836026377979?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5113595836026377979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5113595836026377979' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5113595836026377979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5113595836026377979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/camus-quotes.html' title='Camus&apos; Quotes'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5997018720352101726</id><published>2008-11-05T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:36:15.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Times and Camus Times</title><content type='html'>Is the philosophy of existentialism still relevant today? We live in a world of sweeping changes, new technology, access to more information than ever before.  A global community has replaced small and isolated communities.  Where does choice and responsibility come into play in the present times?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5997018720352101726?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5997018720352101726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5997018720352101726' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5997018720352101726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5997018720352101726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-times-and-camus-times.html' title='Our Times and Camus Times'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3740864889406332932</id><published>2008-11-02T13:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:51:51.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Photographs</title><content type='html'>Feel free to put any photographs that you've found/taken that reflect The Stranger on our blog.  We'd also love it if you explained how the photograph reflects the themes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3740864889406332932?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3740864889406332932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3740864889406332932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3740864889406332932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3740864889406332932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-photographs.html' title='Your Photographs'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1408918531810638761</id><published>2008-11-02T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:50:56.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Consider Yourself an Existentialist?</title><content type='html'>Monday, we'll be discussing what "existential themes" really are.  After our discussion, do you feel that you sometimes (or perhaps, most of the time) view the world as one who considered him/herself an existentialist does?  Please explain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1408918531810638761?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1408918531810638761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1408918531810638761' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1408918531810638761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1408918531810638761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-consider-yourself-existentialist.html' title='Do You Consider Yourself an Existentialist?'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5503081750659124345</id><published>2008-11-02T13:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:49:21.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Works of Art</title><content type='html'>Please comment (fairly extensively) on one or more works of art that you viewed at the St. Louis Art Museum on Friday.  How did this work affect you--emotionally or otherwise.  Explain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5503081750659124345?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5503081750659124345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5503081750659124345' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5503081750659124345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5503081750659124345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/11/works-of-art.html' title='Works of Art'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5896266428811082868</id><published>2008-10-26T12:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:37:07.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stranger. . .through the Feminist Lens</title><content type='html'>In applying a feminist lens to your reading of Camus' The Stranger, what results do you get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5896266428811082868?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5896266428811082868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5896266428811082868' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5896266428811082868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5896266428811082868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/10/stranger-through-feminsit-lens.html' title='The Stranger. . .through the Feminist Lens'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-6318558961933942800</id><published>2008-10-21T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:12:07.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacan and Meursault</title><content type='html'>And then again, is Meursault stuck in the Mirror Stage?  Because of some dysfunction in his relationship with his mother, does he still attempt to control the world by perceiving it as merely a physical extenstion of himself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-6318558961933942800?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/6318558961933942800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=6318558961933942800' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6318558961933942800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6318558961933942800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/10/lacan-and-meursault.html' title='Lacan and Meursault'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-4819720885654923867</id><published>2008-10-21T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:59:04.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Characters We Love to Hate. . .or Do We?</title><content type='html'>As she stated in class, Brittni &lt;em&gt;hates&lt;/em&gt; Meursault. In her reflection, she writes that he "reminds (me) of the characters in movies that are trying to hard to be indie". But what I appreciate about her insight is that although she dislikes Meursault, Brittni sees relative merit in Camus' novel.  Another interesting point that Brittni brings up in her reflection:  did Meursault shoot the Arab "largely due to a build up of repressed emotion"?  Kyle Ellison's group discussed that the murder was an assertion of Meursault's masculinity. And then again, Brittni sees a parallel between Salamano and his dog and Meursault and his mother.  How do you connect these connections?  Or do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-4819720885654923867?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/4819720885654923867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=4819720885654923867' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4819720885654923867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4819720885654923867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/10/characters-we-love-to-hate-or-do-we.html' title='The Characters We Love to Hate. . .or Do We?'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1797172515884360976</id><published>2008-10-07T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:00:11.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre and Responsibility</title><content type='html'>Existentialist thinker Jean Paul Sartre said that basically, we are responsible for everything except for the fact that we are responsible for everything.  In other words, we do choose--"we alone confer meaning on an alarm clock in the morning, we alone decide what is moral or otherwise; we alone decide on our own future or its significance". What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1797172515884360976?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1797172515884360976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1797172515884360976' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1797172515884360976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1797172515884360976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/10/sartre-and-responsibility.html' title='Sartre and Responsibility'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3124639641530155618</id><published>2008-10-07T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:54:20.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meursault and the Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SOwEARPvt6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8b5ZIhdf9Ro/s1600-h/The+Stranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254579267910481826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SOwEARPvt6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8b5ZIhdf9Ro/s400/The+Stranger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyone notice how Meursault seems to be consistently in the present, mainly concerned with intaking and describing sensory data?  Any comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3124639641530155618?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3124639641530155618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3124639641530155618' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3124639641530155618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3124639641530155618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/10/meursault-and-present.html' title='Meursault and the Present'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SOwEARPvt6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8b5ZIhdf9Ro/s72-c/The+Stranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-78421071016233153</id><published>2008-10-06T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:10:41.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Hey guys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;So in adv. lit. survey we read that last page about Camus view on death..well i agree with some of what he wrote..i just kinda wanted to get a blog going about this just to see peoples opinion. O and i started reading some of the stranger its actually pretty good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-78421071016233153?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/78421071016233153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=78421071016233153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/78421071016233153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/78421071016233153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/10/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>alwaysconfused</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597661750615749395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNOAM8iVXzM/SMrcvhNSnOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDpRv1leW-4/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-4829885360858265452</id><published>2008-09-25T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:17:00.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY JOKERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;contemporary&lt;/span&gt; lit...and we have been reading "Bleachers" by John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grisham&lt;/span&gt;...some may say an easy read like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kyle&lt;/span&gt;..but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whatevs&lt;/span&gt; its pretty good i just finished it last night...and they whole theme throughout the story is what is greatness? So I want to know what you think Greatness is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-4829885360858265452?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/4829885360858265452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=4829885360858265452' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4829885360858265452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4829885360858265452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-jokers.html' title='HEY JOKERS'/><author><name>nolanfan34</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500952064535435657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0U1prtSHs/SM_AtbMlq5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OZJ7WgsxKY8/S220/picdude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2647056016257326025</id><published>2008-09-25T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:15:43.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a decider....i decide....to decide</title><content type='html'>Just thought it'd be a good idea to address Bush's Address to the Nation last night. I'm sure some people watched this 13 minute speech, considering it blocked out most stations. Either way, here's the link, and i would like to hear everyone's opinion on this. I do, also, have an opinion, of course, however, i don't want my initial post to start anything positive/negative, we'll see how far we can get without doing just that: Good Luck Comrades! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/video2/video08.html?maven_referralObject=3110640&amp;amp;maven_referralPlaylistId=&amp;amp;sRevUrl=http://www.foxnews.com/"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/video2/video08.html?maven_referralObject=3110640&amp;amp;maven_referralPlaylistId=&amp;amp;sRevUrl=http://www.foxnews.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2647056016257326025?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2647056016257326025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2647056016257326025' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2647056016257326025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2647056016257326025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-decideri-decideto-decide.html' title='I&apos;m a decider....i decide....to decide'/><author><name>Bman2464</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03279021790982066659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5870941956639930778</id><published>2008-09-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:47:48.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inherently good = born into innocence?</title><content type='html'>There's been good discussion over the concept of man being inherently good, and it sparked a thought of mine. We accept the phrase &lt;em&gt;innocence of a child &lt;/em&gt;as easily as we welcome air into our lungs. We don't question it. &lt;em&gt;They&lt;/em&gt; don't know any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the two ideas are concurrent, then man's goodness is conditional with a child's innocence. Here's my question: is a child of pure innocence when it kills small animals for fun (don't laugh, this is much more common than one would think, and only an example); not because they are necessarily of evil presence, but because they know no better? Does the child's "innocence" cancel the evil of murder and inhuman slaughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question is not of my opinion, one way or the other. Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5870941956639930778?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5870941956639930778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5870941956639930778' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5870941956639930778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5870941956639930778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/inherently-good-born-into-innocence.html' title='Inherently good = born into innocence?'/><author><name>Adam Levvy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00384789078620805709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7738899077274592584</id><published>2008-09-22T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:33:07.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose i should title this</title><content type='html'>In our class discussion today, we briefly touched on the genre of romanticism. I've always wondered, what exactly do you guys believe? If we were all writers during the romantic period, would you fall under that heading? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My biggest question involves the idea that man is inherently good. Do you believe this idea, or do you uphold a more "pessimistic" view of the human race? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7738899077274592584?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7738899077274592584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7738899077274592584' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7738899077274592584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7738899077274592584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-our-class-discussion-today-be.html' title='I suppose i should title this'/><author><name>booradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04672506132020701726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ML1RGnEg4pk/SStyadmabwI/AAAAAAAAABE/sHcqGyiyTpo/S220/101_0101.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-4868927353160791980</id><published>2008-09-20T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:15:20.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling on Your Blake Expertise</title><content type='html'>It's your friends in Mass.!  We're beginning Grendel by John Gardner and the novel cites Blake at its beginning:  "And if the Babe is born a Boy/ He's given to a Woman Old,/ Who nails him down upon a rock,/ Catches his shrieks in cups of gold." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's this all about? I was hoping having read Blake's Marriage recently, you might be able to give us some insight.  You can  comment on our blog as well &lt;a href="http://www.aplitathc.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.aplitathc.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and if you've read Grendel, even better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-4868927353160791980?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/4868927353160791980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=4868927353160791980' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4868927353160791980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/4868927353160791980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/calling-on-your-blake-expertise.html' title='Calling on Your Blake Expertise'/><author><name>martitr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01530047518975240694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-5246336235053394930</id><published>2008-09-18T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:36:05.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling Your Soul to the Devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SNKQrYkDaTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ToLq5qPMefQ/s1600-h/Dr.+Faustus"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247415590842493234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SNKQrYkDaTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ToLq5qPMefQ/s400/Dr.+Faustus" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last phase of our Hell unit will consist of examining the Faust legend: its German origins and later adaptations, including excerpts from Marlowe, Goethe, and Mann.  And maybe we'll watch an SNL skit or two, for the sake of lightening up what can be a very dark topic:  the sale of your soul to the devil.  Take a look at Rembrandt's depiction of the Faust legend. What do you feel/notice/think when you look at this piece? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-5246336235053394930?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/5246336235053394930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=5246336235053394930' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5246336235053394930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/5246336235053394930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/selling-your-soul-to-devil.html' title='Selling Your Soul to the Devil'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SNKQrYkDaTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ToLq5qPMefQ/s72-c/Dr.+Faustus' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7985802340661702879</id><published>2008-09-17T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:20:56.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mm, Opium. Delish.</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about Mrs. Coleman's section of Blake that she found "freaky". The one where all the strong animals mate with the weak and then dismember them while continually stroking/licking them affectionately. Then they devour them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I was thinking about how completely morbid, but kind of compelling that is. This brought me to question why it is that people find horrible things so engrossing. Like car crashes and seriel killers. What draws us to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on a completely different(ish) note, my dad was telling me that up until about 1922 Opium and Heroin were sold over the counter. I look back at some of Blake, and even Dante's writing and wonder if that had an influence. I mean, these were Godly men of the Catholic church, but if they didn't know that the drugs had the affect they do, it's totally feasible that they used them to "open their doors of perception" right? Like Blake's visions and such....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7985802340661702879?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7985802340661702879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7985802340661702879' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7985802340661702879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7985802340661702879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/mm-opium-delish.html' title='Mm, Opium. Delish.'/><author><name>Brittni Nicole Kinney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09214135750700132336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nb4kSRy8jT0/SMc461fVC3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/tWSrQCesPps/S220/n759367064_657109_8072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-9029140532916353141</id><published>2008-09-13T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:46:56.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blake's Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SMxUsBU9IzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7D2uBVoLP_A/s1600-h/Sconfitta_%2528William_Blake%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245660781227090738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SMxUsBU9IzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7D2uBVoLP_A/s400/Sconfitta_%2528William_Blake%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Blake was very concerned with the archetype (remember that word?) of the creator--whether it be God, the artist, the poet. . . whatever. This image depicts the demiurgic figure Urizen. (A demiurge is the creator or craftsman of the universe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the Marriage of Heaven and Hell reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Argument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rintrah roars, and shakes his fires in the burden'd air;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry clouds swag on the deep.&lt;br /&gt;Once meek, and in a perilous path,&lt;br /&gt;The just man kept his course along&lt;br /&gt;The vale of death.Roses are planted where thorns grow,&lt;br /&gt;And on the barren heathSing the honey bees.&lt;br /&gt;Then the perilous path was planted,&lt;br /&gt;And a river and a springOn every cliff and tomb,And on the bleachèd bonesRed clay brought forth;&lt;br /&gt;Till the villain left the paths of ease,&lt;br /&gt;To walk in perilous paths, and drive&lt;br /&gt;The just man into barren climes.&lt;br /&gt;Now the sneaking serpent walks&lt;br /&gt;In mild humility,&lt;br /&gt;And the just man rages in the wilds&lt;br /&gt;Where lions roam.&lt;br /&gt;Rintrah roars, and shakes his fires in the burden'd air;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry clouds swag on the deep.&lt;br /&gt;As a new heaven is begun, and it is now thirty-three years since its advent,&lt;br /&gt;the Eternal Hell revives.&lt;br /&gt;And lo! Swedenborg is the Angel sitting at the tomb: his writings are the linen clothes folded up. Now is the dominion of Edom, and the return of Adam into Paradise. See Isaiah xxxiv and xxxv chap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Contraries is no progression. Attraction and Repulsion, Reason and Energy, Love and Hate, are necessary to Human existence.&lt;br /&gt;From these contraries spring what the religious call Good and Evil. Good is the passive that obeys Reason. Evil is the active springing from Energy.&lt;br /&gt;Good is Heaven. Evil is Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Blake views Hell as a symbolic, not necessarily negative state. How does Blake's view of Hell differ from Dante's and which version is closer to your beliefs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-9029140532916353141?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/9029140532916353141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=9029140532916353141' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/9029140532916353141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/9029140532916353141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/blakes-religion.html' title='Blake&apos;s Religion'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SMxUsBU9IzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7D2uBVoLP_A/s72-c/Sconfitta_%2528William_Blake%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3858436129708391534</id><published>2008-09-12T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:18:59.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods power</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tonight something was brought to my attention. Does God make our fate or do we? Well, i got into a car accident nothing major just a couple scratches. What made me think was my mom. She said, "I believe in God, and that what happens is fate." See i was on my way to go see my boyfriend, when this happened. I guess it was his way of telling me to not go. See my mom didnt know that i was and it was a white lie. Thinking about all of this now, i came to the conclusion that he didnt want me out there. That i shouldnt lie anymore. This whole thing just made me think about what we are learning and the decisions that people make. I still wonder if it really is him making our fate or do we push ourselves in the direction that he wants us to go??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3858436129708391534?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3858436129708391534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3858436129708391534' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3858436129708391534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3858436129708391534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/gods-power.html' title='Gods power'/><author><name>alwaysconfused</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597661750615749395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNOAM8iVXzM/SMrcvhNSnOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDpRv1leW-4/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-6911979740485201531</id><published>2008-09-11T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:35:17.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows</title><content type='html'>Deep in the shadows of hell, you hear the screams and cries of the people down there. Through all the levels people that have killed, cheated on their spouse and even those unbaptized.&lt;br /&gt;They see what they have done and hope one day they can live the peaceful life of others in heaven with God. Will they ever be able to arrive in the beautiful skies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-6911979740485201531?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/6911979740485201531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=6911979740485201531' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6911979740485201531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/6911979740485201531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/shadows.html' title='Shadows'/><author><name>applesauce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11633202064602461754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7xJF3d2LE/SScn-iW768I/AAAAAAAAAAM/vfOX8C5ytg4/S220/lauren+logo.bmp'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7372274432825161787</id><published>2008-09-10T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:03:33.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"This is hell Dante, not your personal fantasy."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sjmusart.org/dynamic_content/eventImages/Birk_RiseofGreyon_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sjmusart.org/dynamic_content/eventImages/Birk_RiseofGreyon_medium.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Sandow Birk's picture of Greyon from Dante's Inferno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know if you remember, but I showed you a few photo copies of artist's conceptions of Dante's Inferno. I recommend checking out this movie trailer for Sandow Birk's film that dramatizes the Inferno using puppets. Here's a description from the web site:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DANTE’S INFERNO has been kicking around the cultural playground for over 700 years. But it has never before been interpreted with exquisitely hand-drawn paper puppets, brought to life using purely hand-made special effects. Until now. Rediscover this literary classic, retold in a kind of apocalyptic graphic novel meets Victorian-era toy theater. Dante’s Hell is brought to lurid 3-dimensional, high-definition life in a darkly comedic travelogue of the underworld — set against an all-too-familiar urban backdrop of used car lots, gated communities, strip malls, and the U.S. Capitol. And populated with a contemporary cast of reprobates, including famous — and infamous — politicians, presidents, popes, pimps. And the Prince of Darkness himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whHDbGeJcts"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whHDbGeJcts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7372274432825161787?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7372274432825161787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7372274432825161787' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7372274432825161787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7372274432825161787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-hell-dante-not-your-personal.html' title='&quot;This is hell Dante, not your personal fantasy.&quot;'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2801998223649988809</id><published>2008-09-10T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:37:52.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lies</title><content type='html'>here's something i wrote in my math journal after witnessing a classmate lie to the teacher. as boredom with the lesson had already set it, i began observing her rather than taking notes (not very constructive, but what can you do?) feedback anyone?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to spit out the words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;matching the rhythm of heartbeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to a system of muttered flaws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;choking on the truth still caught in your throat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clasping moist palms to cold surfaces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eyes dart left. eyes dart right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the air is thick with answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visible only when tongue trips, pulse races.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heavy limbs move like molasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through ever-thinning oxygen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a ticking clock that never existed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds more like an eminent explosive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time hangs alone in silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you do not speak. you do not move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muscle meets newly dampened lip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a wayward smile, and you are safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought it might somehow tie in to dante. exploring the sin of lying? rather loose connection but i tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2801998223649988809?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2801998223649988809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2801998223649988809' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2801998223649988809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2801998223649988809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/lies.html' title='lies'/><author><name>booradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04672506132020701726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ML1RGnEg4pk/SStyadmabwI/AAAAAAAAABE/sHcqGyiyTpo/S220/101_0101.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7865700481372516407</id><published>2008-09-09T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:05:49.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sociopaths in Tuesday night TV</title><content type='html'>While I was watching the season finale of The Secret Life of the American Teenager on ABC Family tonight, our discussion from class about sociopaths popped back into my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lauren said that Ricky lured girls to him by making them feel sorry for him, it became incredibly clear that Ricky is a sociopath.  He has no guilt about his promiscuity or getting Amy pregnant, but feigns a conscience to become closer to Grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, although not everyone is familiar with the show,  I thought it might make an interesting point to consider.  His character exhibits many behaviors that fit exactly with what we mentioned in class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7865700481372516407?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7865700481372516407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7865700481372516407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7865700481372516407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7865700481372516407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/sociopaths-in-tuesday-night-tv.html' title='Sociopaths in Tuesday night TV'/><author><name>Julia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-8013336606765566991</id><published>2008-09-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:50:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circles of Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i took the test and like many i got purgatory. But as i read the questions, i wondered why they are based off certain things. Why not real life situations like if you able to do this would you? It just got me thinking about how he can base a quiz off of little known questions. Or did he actually know what he was doing??? Like Ms. Coleman said could he really be reincarnated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-8013336606765566991?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/8013336606765566991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=8013336606765566991' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8013336606765566991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/8013336606765566991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/circles-of-hell.html' title='Circles of Hell'/><author><name>alwaysconfused</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597661750615749395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNOAM8iVXzM/SMrcvhNSnOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDpRv1leW-4/S220/001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7276077660799816044</id><published>2008-09-07T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:56:29.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth in "Where Are You Going"</title><content type='html'>One of the things that struck me most about the short story was the accurate portrayal of adolescence. It's stereotypical somewhat, but stereotypes begin for a reason. Connie could be any one of my classmates - checking herself whenever she can and very confident in her vitality and beauty. She malls with her friends, flirts and charms. She doesn't hate her mother, but is just in a constant stuggle with her as is typical for teenagers because parents nag and teens don't care. She has a sibling rivalry, but not really because she's not actively participating in it - just constantly is annoyed by the comparing between she and June. Even her staying at home to lie around and dry her hair rather than enjoy time with her family is familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is important mainly because it makes her ultimate lure to her death so painful to read. Even if she's not remotely likeable, she's realistic. She could very easily be anyone you know, and that brings home what you may already know: that this was a real event, that this did happen to real people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found it effective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7276077660799816044?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7276077660799816044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7276077660799816044' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7276077660799816044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7276077660799816044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/youth-in-where-are-you-going.html' title='Youth in &quot;Where Are You Going&quot;'/><author><name>Esbee D.B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04217361911626283629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DWplRyUDR00/SPvDP4MeOjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tQy-QXRdocU/S220/artemis.png'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2965792474879253730</id><published>2008-09-07T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:33:44.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?” as a Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anyone with thoughts on the meaning of the title of this story?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought it was somewhat similar to “A Clockwork Orange” where the question “What’s it going to be then, eh?” is constantly asked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alex goes through the whole novel figuring out (mostly subconsciously) what he is going to do with his life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here, Joyce Carol Oates asks Connie what her past has been and what her future will be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Connie’s past doesn’t seem to amount to much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She and her sister are opposite stereotypes: June is the plain, well-behaved, “boring” type; Connie is pretty, vain, and much more wild than her sister.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He hasn’t done much with her life so far, and she doesn’t seem to have any plans for it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The arrival of Arnold Friend on her doorstep forces Connie to make a decision that will change her life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She can either stand up for herself, call the police, and risk Arnold coming in the house after her, or admit that she has no spine and go to Arnold, even though she realizes that he will rape her and probably kill her anyways ("I'm not going to see my mother again.  She thought, I'm not going to sleep in my bed again.").&lt;span style=""&gt;  She choses her future when she walks out the screen door and leaves her family and safety (and possibly life) behind.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2965792474879253730?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2965792474879253730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2965792474879253730' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2965792474879253730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2965792474879253730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-are-you-going-where-have-you-been.html' title='“Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?” as a Title'/><author><name>eqprincess91</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-640627659356084889</id><published>2008-09-06T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T07:32:09.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dante's Inferno Links</title><content type='html'>Here is a fun link to a test that will tell you exactly where you belong in Dante's &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is another link from the University of Texas at Austin. that archives all things Divine Comedy, including artists' renditions, verses read in the original Italian, links to annotated versions of the Inferno, and summaries and interpretations of the cantos.   It's called Danteworlds.  Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danteworlds.laits.utexas.edu/utopia/index2.html"&gt;http://danteworlds.laits.utexas.edu/utopia/index2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-640627659356084889?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/640627659356084889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=640627659356084889' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/640627659356084889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/640627659356084889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/dantes-inferno-links.html' title='Dante&apos;s Inferno Links'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-7799489602430204456</id><published>2008-09-04T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:30:37.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Serial Killer as Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SMApQy5sQKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zfBTOfMmVKA/s1600-h/Charles_Schmid_Jr108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242235334777651362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SMApQy5sQKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zfBTOfMmVKA/s400/Charles_Schmid_Jr108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Link to the story of Charles Schmid, the Pied Piper of Tuscon, upon which Joyce Carol Oates based her story, "Where Are You Going? Where Have You Been?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/serial_killers/predators/schmid/sand_1.html"&gt;http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/serial_killers/predators/schmid/sand_1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce Carol Oates says, in reference to being inspired to write by the stories of serial killers, ". . .the serial killer is, abstractedly, an analogue of the imagination's caprices and amorality; the sense that, no matter the dictates and even the wishes of the conscious social self, the life or will or purpose of the imagination is incomprehensible, unpredictable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentions the archetype of Death and the Maiden, Bob Dylan's &lt;em&gt;It's All Over Now, Baby Blue&lt;/em&gt;, and the story of Charles Schmid as inspirations for her story. In light of Oates's explanation, what are your thoughts on her story/her inspiration/the imagination?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-7799489602430204456?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/7799489602430204456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=7799489602430204456' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7799489602430204456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/7799489602430204456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/serial-killer-as-inspiration.html' title='The Serial Killer as Inspiration'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SMApQy5sQKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zfBTOfMmVKA/s72-c/Charles_Schmid_Jr108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3868285534854812942</id><published>2008-09-03T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:27:32.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Openly amazing</title><content type='html'>Imagine flying in the sky behind a comet in the corona that we on earth know as it's tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this having watched Treasure Planet Recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3868285534854812942?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3868285534854812942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3868285534854812942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3868285534854812942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3868285534854812942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/openly-amazing.html' title='Openly amazing'/><author><name>The River Flows Past</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03427596847455078591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qHAtsJs1mMQ/SPLNAi83ZaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UpEMB0F86-I/S220/river_bridge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-160666974252753382</id><published>2008-09-03T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:24:31.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Symbolism</title><content type='html'>As my name suggests, I have a number of questions regarding "Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?" mostly about the symbolism in the story. First of all, what exactly were the girls doing when they were supposed to be at the mall? Any reference to thoae times are vague and have a very "I'm doing something that I know is wrong" feeling. Also, what do you think the music was symbolizing in the story? Music was refered to multiple time throughout the story and seemed to be a sort of escape route to me, but maybe not. Next, what was with Arnold's name? That was definitely not random. In my opinion, when you slur the first and last names together it sounds like "an old friend." As far as his friend Ellie, why does this guy have a girl's name and is his sole purpose to make Arnold look less strange in comparison? Also, why did he promise not to enter her house as long as she didn't call the police and do you think he really would have entered the house if she did? What does this represent?  I know that it sounds like I didn't understand this story at all, but I did. I just like asking questions. ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-160666974252753382?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/160666974252753382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=160666974252753382' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/160666974252753382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/160666974252753382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/symbolism.html' title='Symbolism'/><author><name>Constant Questions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17712548834682393483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-3549976630388033095</id><published>2008-09-03T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:16:50.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In that "Where you are going," (or howevere the title is) I feel that the Friend guy is suppose to be Satan and the guy in the car Beezlebub. When he talks to the girl it feels like he is trying to, or did, brainwash her into getting her out of the house. I also felt that he was an illusion of some sort. From a short distance he looks like a man of her dreams, but when she started to really look at him she noticed that parts of him weren't real (like his height, parts of his face...). This is what I thought when I read it. If you agree or disagree feel free to blog or email me about what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-3549976630388033095?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/3549976630388033095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=3549976630388033095' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3549976630388033095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/3549976630388033095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>The RAVEN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09830333828454999478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-308450208687339725</id><published>2008-09-02T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:31:31.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony--the Easy Way Out?</title><content type='html'>Well, here's a toss-off random post that could be interesting to respond to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony is the easy way out.  It's an anti-opinion, an opinion without taking any chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree or disagree? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We'll just pretend John Milton or Omar Khayyam said it instead of Jack White.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-308450208687339725?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/308450208687339725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=308450208687339725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/308450208687339725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/308450208687339725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/09/irony-easy-way-out.html' title='Irony--the Easy Way Out?'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-1397982109922070525</id><published>2008-08-28T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:29:05.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of '09 Shoutout</title><content type='html'>Figure someone had to make the first post. Either way, this is for all of Ms. Coleman's 3rd hour(Or other hours i suppose =b) Advanced Literature Survey class. Stay active, lets get some chats goin, we only got 1 semester. Feel free to open some posts up, with any questions regarding anything we're reading, or anything YOU'RE reading, send me an e-mail, it's listed under my profile(Which i am more than happy to share with you, so feel free to read), and lets get right too it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-1397982109922070525?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/1397982109922070525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=1397982109922070525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1397982109922070525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/1397982109922070525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/08/class-of-09-shoutout.html' title='Class of &apos;09 Shoutout'/><author><name>Bman2464</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03279021790982066659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2237177272842594660</id><published>2008-08-28T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:29:03.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God as a Mastermind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I Don't think of God as one mastermind that plays around with us humans for his own enjoyment. I think this Quatrain almost has a feel that the writer believed in some sort of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-destiny. I believe people choose who they want to be, they make certain decisions who make them who they are. I think it has an undertone of death..as in "slays" translated more literally is killed, and "one by one back in the closet lays." The closet to me is sort of like a symbolic coffin, to life and a game god has played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2237177272842594660?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2237177272842594660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2237177272842594660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2237177272842594660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2237177272842594660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-as-mastermind.html' title='God as a Mastermind'/><author><name>nolanfan34</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500952064535435657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0U1prtSHs/SM_AtbMlq5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OZJ7WgsxKY8/S220/picdude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-2886505602150843335</id><published>2008-07-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:37:32.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: The Great Chessmaster</title><content type='html'>I agree with Khayyam’s view of such a manipulating creator, assuming that a Creator of any kind really does exist. In a world full of so much innocent human suffering (for references see the Conflict in Darfur, the refugees from the recent earthquake in China and the people starving in Myanmar because their government won’t allow for foreign aid after the tidal wave there), it is hard to believe in the supposed benevolence of any sort of God. For example, the belief that the bad things that happen to the world are actually trials testing our faith in the Christian God simply don’t account for the sheer amount of violence, suffering and death throughout the Christian and non-Christian world alike.&lt;br /&gt;However, the part of Khayyam’s vision that I disagree with is the random nature in which the creator moves the pawns across his chessboard. Something that I have learned in my nineteen plus years on this earth is the overwhelming power of karma. Everything happens for a reason, and if you harm another in any way, you will eventually receive your comeuppance. Accordingly, I do not believe that the creator always randomly chooses a few pawns to pick on; clearly some of those involved are deserving of the injustices presented to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-2886505602150843335?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/2886505602150843335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=2886505602150843335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2886505602150843335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/2886505602150843335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-agree-with-khayyams-view-of-such.html' title='Re: The Great Chessmaster'/><author><name>marcia.marcia.marcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15810148676566037114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255055436035871378.post-9132325217652541917</id><published>2008-06-07T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:12:45.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Chessmaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SErTo0qPAvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X3z1SxDt5D0/s1600-h/IMG_0039%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209208617291416306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SErTo0qPAvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X3z1SxDt5D0/s320/IMG_0039%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;Omar Khayyam's quatrain 69 from the Rubaiyat reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays&lt;br /&gt;Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days;&lt;br /&gt;Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays,&lt;br /&gt;And one by one back in the Closet lays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.farsinet.com/images/khayam.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.farsinet.com/mashhad/neyshabur.html&amp;amp;h=250&amp;amp;w=250&amp;amp;sz=37&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;tbnid=DJoqX3h4CpdVKM:&amp;amp;tbnh=111&amp;amp;tbnw=111&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DOmar%2BKhayyam%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.farsinet.com/images/khayam.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.farsinet.com/mashhad/neyshabur.html&amp;amp;h=250&amp;amp;w=250&amp;amp;sz=37&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;tbnid=DJoqX3h4CpdVKM:&amp;amp;tbnh=111&amp;amp;tbnw=111&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DOmar%2BKhayyam%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.farsinet.com/images/khayam.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.farsinet.com/mashhad/neyshabur.html&amp;amp;h=250&amp;amp;w=250&amp;amp;sz=37&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;tbnid=DJoqX3h4CpdVKM:&amp;amp;tbnh=111&amp;amp;tbnw=111&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DOmar%2BKhayyam%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, Khayyam envisions a capricious creator who, after tiring of playing games with his human inventions, places them back into a darkened closet (death?).  Do you agree with Khayyam's view of God? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/48/350952122_5a9c0115f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255055436035871378-9132325217652541917?l=advancedlitsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/feeds/9132325217652541917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255055436035871378&amp;postID=9132325217652541917' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/9132325217652541917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255055436035871378/posts/default/9132325217652541917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advancedlitsur.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-chessmaster.html' title='The Great Chessmaster'/><author><name>Dona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06565643754344525507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/TN9eXtQoBfI/AAAAAAAAAik/F6Pj2Ps1Jnc/S220/IMG_0035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_07zDsVaYpUA/SErTo0qPAvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X3z1SxDt5D0/s72-c/IMG_0039%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
