Tuesday, July 22, 2008

An Analysis of the Hippo-cryte

Those who know me well have heard me say "Man! They're (or "I'm'") such a hypocrite... emphasis on the hippo!" We all thought that I was just being silly. And then I realized how interesting it can be to compare the two.

1. Weight
  • Hippos are fat.
  • Although there is no proof linking hypocrites and obesity, there is a correlation. Hypocrisy is viewed negatively in our culture, and so is obesity.
2. Buoyancy
  • Hippos float on water.
  • So do hypocrites. And witches. And wood.
3. Danger
  • Hippos are surprisingly fierce. They can run short distances at 30mph, and are considered to be "Africa's most dangerous animal, and [are] among the most aggressive animals in the world."(-Wikipedia)
  • Nobody suspects a hypocrite to be dangerous at first. Their hypocritical behaviors surprise you and make you angry because it was something unexpected. And although they can't always physically destroy you, their words and actions can hurt.
There are also some differences.

1. Ser vs. Estar
  • A Hippo is a hippo. It has always been a hippo. It was born a hippo and will die a hippo and will never be a gazelle or a rhino or an elephant.
  • Although there are some that have the reputation of being a hypocrite, that is still subjective and due to change because of personal experiences with that person. Everyone is hypocritical at times, but people have the ability to learn from mistakes and become the opposite. Like a hypercryte.
2. Spelling
  • Hippo
  • Hypo
Those are the only differences I can think of. But seriously, when I was thinking about hypocrites, I thought of how some people are really called hypocrites. When does someone go from a person who occasionally makes hypocritical mistakes to a hypocrite? I really think it's when a personal grudge is in the equation. I think we need to remember that people aren't perfect and we should cut each other a little bit of slack. I believe that people are generally good and not spiteful, that sometimes we just make mistakes. Don't be offended and give them/us the benefit of the doubt. But don't be so accepting of the hippos... I know they're cute but the fences at the zoo are there for a reason.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Assumptions about Assumptions

Every culture has them. There's a "correct way" of behaving, appropriate things to say, and viewpoints to have. There are also behaviors and ways of thinking that are taboo with certain groups within each culture, and some things that are generally accepted by almost everyone as just wrong. Like Hitler and Cannibalism (I guess besides the Nazis and the cannibals :D). A person's "normality" (whatever that means) is judged on their ability to understand the social norms and follow them in a way that keeps everyone comfortable.

The tone of voice in which you say something could be potentially dangerous. Sometimes I feel like I'm misunderstood... like I sincerely meant what I said, but people assume I'm sarcastic or have hidden implied meaning, and they react in a negative way. With some, I feel like I have to start my sentences with "It's my opinion" or "It seems to me" and end with "That's not what I meant" or "Sorry." I hate having to be so careful.

I assume that people will be understanding and allow me to discuss things with them in an open way, where I feel comfortable and not attacked. And there are some people that I feel totally comfortable exploring ideas and forming opinions with. But there are also people who make me feel like I'm always wrong, or just make me timid to say what I really want to say. I greatly appreciate someone who is open minded enough to discuss things with me, and to create an atmosphere where we can try to understand each other. That's one of my favorite things.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Under Construction...

Sometimes when I get bored with things, I'll just change my blog instead of moving around the furniture. Be patient with me... it'll look really cool soon.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008


I got this in an email today. Nice "prize".

Thursday, July 3, 2008


Have you ever had a paper cut? Well, how about a manilla folder cut? Ouch.