Heroe’s March 12, 2008

Heroes… Heroes… Heroes…

When I think about it, I don’t really know who my hero is. There are alot of people in my life who I respect, who I trust, and who I look up to, but none which I would consider my hero. When I was younger, I used to consider my Dad my hero, but now it is no longer the case. I think back then, to be a hero, you had to get me a chocolate biscuit, which is relatively easy in comparison to alot of things some people have to do.

I have tried to think of heroes that other people have, but even that doesn’t seem to work. Some people say that various people in power are their heroes, but I don’t think I could ever accept a President, or a Prime minister as someone who is a hero.

There are of course war heroes, but I don’t think they count as heroes that I am thinking of. Not because they don’t try hard enough, I’m sure they do. But they signed up to be heroes, whereas a true hero (the kind I am looking for) is someone who did something spur of the moment to try and help the world be a better place.

~ An hour research later… ~

Almost everyone has heard of, or has seen the pictures from Tiananmen Square and the protests that occured there in 1989 which make it a more significant protest than those at the time would ever believe. The protesters protested because they wanted to make a change in their country. The total number left dead by these protests which were reacted to with brutal army force is unknown, with numbers ranging from 200-3000 civilians and students dead.

This is seen as one of the most inspirational pictures ever taken. It depicts the moment when a student (whose name is unknown) stood in the path of several Chinese military tanks heading toward the protests. The tank proceeded to go around the student, and so the student moved. The Unknown Rebel (as he has been dubbed) was pulled into the crowd, and what happened next changes with every story told. He was said to have been killed, or still in hiding. Either way, he is a hero in his own right.

However, what most people don’t realise is that there is more than just one hero in this photo. Although The Unknown Rebel may have been stood in front of the tanks, any of the tanks could have easy run over the student, but yet none of them did. Does it make the soldiers in the tanks heroes for not killing the man that was blocking their path?

I think it does. I think perhaps, all these men are my heroes. They stood up against what was thought to be right to listen to what is right, even if it was for just a moment.

Anyone who does that is my hero.

New Blog Ramblings March 11, 2008

Woo. New blog.

Almost everyone over the age of thirteen, and under the age of forty, has made a blog during these modern times. With days filled with electronics, the majority of them relating in some where to computing, or the internet, it is not wonder that mankind is becoming consumed by social networking sites, forums, and blogs. There is however, one difference between this blog and the thousands of others written across the world; it is mine.

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It seems so much easier to type onto a keyboard, of a laptop or computer, than it is to write information down. It is with logical reasoning that we can assume this is the reason why people choose to use computers, rather than notepads when intending to remember information. Modern technology is simply easier to use. In most cases anyway.

Human beings, especially the more influenced younger generations, are more dependant on technology than ever before. In previous years life did not depend on technology, whereas today, it does. Isn’t it intriguing how we can take so much from so little? The internet, such a little thing really, but yet so hugely compactive.

It reminds me of my favourite quote this week; “Never was so much owed by so many, to so few…” Which was said by Winston Churchill, in 1940. I think perhaps this is true in so many senses of the word. Not just owing our lives to soldiers, but to inventors, scientists, mathematicians, teachers, doctors, police and so many others that have helped to shape our society to be the way it is today. It seems so odd to me that people forget the things others have done to them, they forget the fact that a doctor saved their life as a baby, or a teacher taught them the values of life. They just storm ahead, not caring for the things that have been done for them. Alas, it is often these people, rather than those that they owe, that prosper. They prosper because they believe they owe no one but themselves anything. If everyone went about as such, then the whole world would be ruined, not just corrupt people.

I thank all the known deities for those non-corrupt people. We owe our lives to them, just as we owe our lives to soldiers, sailors and all defenders of our country’s.

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I’m done ranting for now. Let it be known that this blog is a storage for all my wild, rampant thoughts, as well as the insane plot bunnies that storm through my brain at the most random of times. A blog is not a diary, for me at least, but a place I type on a whim, allowing my fingers to spew whatever comes out of them. As long as it (sort of) makes sense.

For now though, it’s time to face reality, escape from my hidden place in the internet, and get back to day-to-day life.