tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78758116580364966982011-04-21T15:14:39.140-07:00Cam Wallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07715064580680968839noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875811658036496698.post-36904900781056641792009-04-16T03:36:00.000-07:002009-04-16T04:01:48.015-07:00i thought about racism today. it was brought about because i was watching a family of ducks by a field. there were 8 or 9 of them, they were having fun, walking about and quacking. anyway, i noticed ducks don't hang out with different species, but maybe, on occasion, they frolic with other birds. such as seagulls. so yes, ducks seem to be very selective on the species of their companions, assuming they aren't also birds of a feather (pun intended.) so as a general rule, animals don't chill with other animals. we don't see polar bears hanging with walruses. leading me to think that animals are racist. but they have reasons, such as not wanting to be eaten. i.e lions and antelopes. also, since the same animals group together, may mean they are naturally, deep down, drawn to creatures of a similar physical appearance. hypothetically, if i declined to walk though Otara, at say midnight, on the bias that; some Polynesians = gangsters (gangsta?) = the potential to attack me = me getting mugged/raped/ assaulted. since the potulation on otara has alot of polynesians, then my reason would be based on that fact since the chance of geting "gang banged" is higher, as there are more of the people that tend to act gangster. many people would say im racist, when in reality, its just instinct for me to be around people of a similar appearance. (and keeping my phone has something to do with it)<br /><br />its quite deep thinking from simply seeing ducks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875811658036496698-3690490078105664179?l=gahihatethemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cam Wallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07715064580680968839noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875811658036496698.post-64360973311760256842009-04-14T04:57:00.000-07:002009-04-14T05:16:17.707-07:00a couple of days ago, they came to my door. Mormons. i ordered the DVD a TV add offered. it was free, an "Easter gift from the church of Jesus Christ and latter day saints". how could i refuse? being the hip youth i am, i gave them my details though the medium of the text message, then the calls started. always the same time, around 10 in the morning. everyday for a week. when i finally answered their calling, they asked "you order a lamb of god DVD?" at first, i thought they meant the band, but it was the Jesus DVD (Jesus being the lamb, god being the Shepard, making him get crucified and shit). they asked me for a suitable time to arrive at my residence, to deliver the DVD in question. on a Tuesday, at around 8:45, two American missionary's came. (i wouldn't have been watching house, that shows gone downhill faster than BlueChip shares), they were, for lack of a better word, perfect. short blond hair, gelled neatly into place. blue eyes. the stereotypical view of the American male i guess. they were tall, but not imposing. they asked me, in their accents, if i was Cameron. i said i was. they asked me about Jesus and my relationship with him. i acted as if i like religion, to get my DVD. after many questions about my godless life, they gave me my DVD, success! they then asked if they could come back at a later date and "check up on me", i assumed this meant seeing if i was christian yet. they'll be disappointed.<br /><br />i wouldn't go so far as to say i hate religion, but it cuts it pretty fine.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875811658036496698-6436097331176025684?l=gahihatethemall.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cam Wallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07715064580680968839noreply@blogger.com1