Showing posts with label humanity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humanity. Show all posts

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (1866)

My Rating: 5/5
I've been fully recovered from disease inflicted on reading Yossarian's both sanity and insanity, until Raskolnikov had mysteriously tapped on my door, began pouring out his horrid revelation. Another thing to worry about from someone else's business. Again, his delirium experienced after the execution of that outrageous crime was contagious in which he persistently designated to his dear readers that it was legit idea and calling him infidel was huge slander. I've been appalled from what I have read all throughout, but somehow manage to grasp lessons from the main POV. He created balance and manipulated theory of his own that led one's mind become more justice maniac that cares so much about humanity. World is kind of messy and distorted and it badly needs healing which was quite obvious on his doings at the threshold of this book.

Raskolnikov was brilliant, self-centered, law student, living alone under dismal attic until deprivation succumbs his senses, he stopped schooling and gradually suffered from migraine from constantly contemplating on how to get rid of bad particles roaming around the city of Petersburg. He had manifesto which nobody had ever tried to do so. So bad I have neither transparent background in politics or military history. I couldn't provide extra credits on it. He had been mumbling Napoleon's name and was inspired by him. He gets pestered whenever somebody disputed against his own idea, and managed to project himself that his conscience was as pure as distilled water. He crept along the series of doom he had thought and convinced to kill belligerent beings to maintain peace and order. But an inspector challenged to unleashed his expertise in psychological process on capturing slippery culprit for whom the  latter helplessly accept this bait. He was thrown to Siberia to face punishment and apparently observed that people inside cell were becoming suffocated, emancipated,  and mistreated by the peircing criticisms outside the wall; nonetheless, they appreciated life more than people who has freedom outside.

Dearest Raskolnikov, it was foolish move, I daresay. If you want to prove theory of your own you should have slyly flown to America with your mistress and leave those mongrels behind completely muddled on your own craftsmanship and buy more time on how were you able to make a change. Unfortunately, his fate ended in the dungeon with bunch of blunders like him. "Repent," he reflected. Crushed, bitten and punished.

Strangely so, it has occurred nowadays although this book published more than a hundred years ago. Reincarnation, perhaps. An oblivious cycle for those likened minds. I can suggest an example of an "extraordinary man" he's been implying to on his written article and it would be our 16th president of the Philippines. He has the power to perform metamorphosis by seizing one's life, ignoring obloquious MSM and Human Right ranting to and fro, which is shockingly similar to Raskolnikov approach, he gets furious whenever they crossed their line. The number of people get killed on his war have reached more than thousands, that is for illicitly connected to drugs alone, and he won't stop no matter what anti admin barking at.

My beloved president is looking at his own lenses, administered our country at his own desire (sure, people's power smoldering for whatever is good) same principles applied by the protagonists/antagonist character from Fyodor's. They're both acting like God. 'Louse' creatures remain like that and should be annihilated from growing hostile, but I like Razumihin's principles more than these two cannibal. Looking to another dimension on which killing evils without due process is considered solution by few and I'm one of them. Baffling on it?

I enjoyed reading it, so 5/5.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Attack on Titan by Hajime Isayama (2010)

My Rating: 5/5
I had finished to watch the first season of its animation and it was absolutely amazing. Each episode will turn your heart floundered; gawking intently by the monitor and wonder what happens next, who's going to be killed next, what strategem soldiers would do to keep their respective walls stolidly standing and secured people from colossal titans whose intimidating size and cannibalistic appetite will get rid of human existence in a nick of time, crushed them into pieces, eat them flesh by flesh. You would have winced aback watching humans get slaughtered. I loved it. I've been through monotonous job lately since class has intitiated in the past few weeks, but this anime and manga had literally kept my eyes wide open.

What makes this story conspicuous from the rest is not just all about the fantastic arts embellished throughout the volumes, but the ripple of heavy drama per se. It has political involvement as well, religious members were monitored by the authorities for the possibility of committing mischief. Who's there has capability to annihilate their prey aside from asking God's mercy? Who's there to emulate enemies run away from suffocation inside walls and be finally gained freedom? Its solutions are slippery somehow and only Eren, the main protagonist, and his key dangling which has been turned over by his father before he disappeared could mitigate their predicaments.

My favorite character is Hange Zoe. She's ebullient toward titans, studying its behaviours and somehow decipher their way of survival other than butchered humans. She makes me become madly insane. I laughed when she laughed and I cried when she cried for her two beloved titans were getting killed after they have been captured. Those two were under further observations, by the way. But the traitor! Urgh!!!

I can't wait to see the second season next year. Sooo excited! I highly recommend it to people of same age. Go, grab it!

Thursday, July 7, 2016

The Help by Kathryn Stockett (2009)

My Rating: 5/5
From outrageous news reported last month on mass shooting at Orlando, USA it pungently pierced me right to my chest, unable to think what adversity could befall next to humanity not that I am waiting for next plague. Lord, have mercy! But why are there some people hard to appreciate the queerness of others? Why malevolent attacks toward innocence who has boldly expressing their true colors?

Crime should be diminished if can't be stopped. I know we're living in assorted culture, diverse beliefs and religions, which sometimes precipitated severe damage in our community caused by ceaseless disputes and human desires to become ahead from anyone else, but these common roots of various predicaments were so inconsiderate excuses perpetrators have been exercised since we're talking how one's life is sacred. Our life is full of possibilities that we want to cherish every day. We want to live a peaceful, happy life and I believe we're here to be loved, instead.

Apologize if I had navigated you to other sociological problem existed today. For sure, a constant campaigns have been pushed already by certain groups of activists and abolitionists worldwide, but the movements on protecting one's right to live freely without so much hate: are they enough? I couldn't get away from this particular subject looking at its similarities if we try to magnify it, its equal rights issues that has been aggressively repudiated. It caused severe pain among the blacks. Human versus human. Love versus hate. White versus black.

This book has been published 50 years after the historical public rally harmoniously succeeded in America for its one purpose on pursuing the equality ideal. The author, Kathryn Stockett, had managed an impressive fictitious recollections for modernized world to conceptualize. A history that should never be forgotten. She had remarkably constructed an epitome that vividly visualized the racial crisis.

Again, it was written under fiction section, yet somehow the audible sounds of protest wrestled by black people from constant annihilation and humiliation around neighborhood was cacophonously tinkled inside my head, like it was implying to be unfolded and awakened people's consciousness about respect and the true definition of morality. The African-American people were clamoring for unity and justice. They have been the victim of discrimination and segregation catalyzed by majority of whites. Aibileen became restless putting her shoes at steaming pot knowing that she'll be ended up straight to jail or worse than that be burned alive to death. She's been working as a babysitter of two-year old babe while simultaneously taking clandestine mission against her own boss and other whites for the purpose of getting rid of this human race battle with several black helps get involved then. They're, in fact, putting themselves at stake, if we try to look at the better picture from the distance. I felt fidgeted whenever I read Aibileen's POV and frightened at the possibility of being overheard by black raven from behind, but they had at least managed their tracks with less suspicions.

Eugenia Phelan, who's been dreaming to become a writer, was very fond of her black housemaid, Constantine, until she's been disappeared without saying good-bye's and/or leaving virtual hugs in a note. Raising a question or two onto her evasive parents what Constantine has been up to makes her more agitated. She's been searching for transparent replication but only her could sort it out at the end. However, she's been persistently pestered by hypocrites around her including her friends and ex boyfriend. She has only scanty amount of time to magnify all possible hidden answers which includes humanity  forces & Constantine's disappearance, that's why she's been joining forces with black helps and initiated to write a book about them working on their white bosses. For me, it was successful approach to help people meditate the importance of humanity to have equal treatment, because their book utterly suggested that the mortification should be abolished and at least expressing gratitude instead for small act of kindness.

"Saying thank you, when you really mean it, when you remember what someone done for you it's so good."

My favorite character was Minny Jackson, one of the helps. Her unusual story was reaching on top with an unbelievable book-gasm sensation. I don't know how to express it fully, to be honest. She had coruscated the entire book when she mentioned her secret ingredients on her special pie made only for Hilly, her silly former boss, (Yeah, I know. As culinary major you're quite curious about the recipe. Wait until you have read it.) and also how she'd finally come to a point where she'd been able to overcome those pains from her assailed husband, gets free from domestic violence that she has endured for entire years. Hers brought both amusement and unbending guts for the sake of her family, for protecting herself and for those important people around her.

I really liked this book. It gives hope and wisdom to be stowed as I continue the enterprise in this world of labyrinth. These three audacious women taught me how to execute changes as simple as writing a story which somehow helps us realized that we're both equal. Use pen wisely as just retribution against people who had tripped over our rights and honor. There are perhaps thunderous aftermath, but together we can achieve our main goal same as the victorious march presided by Dr. Martin King at year 1963. I have a dream, too, at least a small contribution I can bestow to my own land. Highly recommend!