“I’d be luckier if I didn’t have to sit through this car ride” I retorted before turning up my Walkman and slumping down in my seat to enjoy the “beautiful scenery”. I hated thinking about Prince Edward Island, I hated packing for the Island, and I especially hated driving to the Island. However, I completely despised everything about the Island, everything until I was there. Sun-kissed faces, glass pop bottles, my own room, and an ocean extending further than my ten-year-old eyes could see were all exciting features of this distant place. However, my favorite was the deep red sand that stretched for miles, serving as a barrier between the rumbling seas and dangerous cliffs.
Disregarding the sun, sand, and sea, our islands are plague with their own share of unfair relations among the citizens and blatant racism, which often seem to be “ swept under the proverbial rug”. Imagine a territory with a 95% black population and still manages to harbor racism on its
The asteroids had no faces like the other creatures, but were simply chunky pieces of rock that trailed around the planet sheepishly. These intergalactic happenings had no grace or definite beauty like everything else in this far above world; however, it still felt floaty and dreamy to just swirl around. My entire body felt free, airy, ethereal…. like I was seated on a perfectly fluffed cloud, unaware and unconcerned with all troubles of humans. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to spend the rest of my life up in space….
Those who would disagree with the idea that the panopticon is an ethical form of punishment would argue that it is wrong to leave the prisoners alone. They would have a problem with the permanent solitary confinement. They would argue that the prisoners should be allowed to leave the cell every now and then. They would have a problem with the fact that the prisoners have no privacy because of the constant visibility. They would not like the fact that the prisoners are not allowed to socialize with anyone else because they do not have a chance to make any friends or even help pass the time by just hanging out with someone who is also in their position.
Also since Egypt was surrounded by the extremely hot deserts, anybody who wanted to attack Egypt would have to cross the desert and probably die of dehydration or die from heat exhaustion. Mesopotamia had rivers that were very inconsistent. That made it difficult to transport food and goods and difficult to travel. The Egyptians had very easily navigated rivers. However, those rivers were not used as much as they could have been.
That was to be expected though, after traveling across the whole United States. The Pacific coast was the most beautiful place I had ever been. The coast of Georgia was ran over with tourists and fake sand, spread on beaches with garbage washing ashore. The Oregon coast, on the other hand, looked uninhabited. The way the tall, majestic trees lead straight to the edge of cliffs, that fall down onto stunning ridgelines where the ocean crashes again the rocks, was so amazing.
The town was not governed by anyone but the citizens themselves as it remained in solitude for a course of one hundred years. The book also defines the life of the town’s creator and his family, the Buendias. Each generation of family members was given similar names; either Aureliano or Jose Arcadio for the men and Ursula, Amaranta, or Remedios for the woman; to show that each generation is destined to repeat the same mistakes and overcome the greatest triumphs in the malicious cycles. Jose Arcadio Buendia is conflicted with his own solitude when he wants nothing to do but spend hours in his lab working on new inventions of science, up until he sees his children without a father figure and begins to change his way of life. Jose Arcadio, the eldest son, inherits his father’s brute strength and impulse which leads him to becoming a powerful dictator when Macando is falling.
Many people venture through life without considering the consequences of their actions. Some believe in fate and some hope destiny will find them. But destiny is meant to be fulfilled. People must be aware of the changes around them and they must attempt to better the world through knowledge instead of through material objects. In Douglas Coupland’s, Girlfriend in a Coma, Coupland suggests that solely existing is not sufficient and that destiny is not something that occurs naturally, but it is “what we work toward” (6).
This quotes that the ones who leave Omelas never return because they are unable to face the cruelty in their city and they refuse to be a part of it. Nevertheless, the child is still trapped and will probably never get out so by leaving Omelas they are not helping the situation, making this a dystopia for the child. In conclusion, Ursula Le Guin’s “One Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas” is a dystopic story. Ursula Le Guin. “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas.” New Dimensions 3.
Not that life is bad, but that the physical pleasures and physical reality are less than divine. The best conditions include those that are free from distraction. While the ascetic priest is essentially denying life, he is actually preserving the life that he cherishes so much. The ascetic priest desires power and believes that “this life is an illusion”. Nietzsche says, in his second essay, the primary objection to ascetic ideals is that ascetic priests must deny the value of this life; he portrays it as a link to the next life, rather than appreciating life as an end in itself.