Friday, March 26, 2010
Graf #10
I have had conversations with many people about the topic of medicinal marijuana, none of them have had the responses against the fact that my father has had. I have always been one to want to prove people wrong wrong in discussion, but it is not about that when my father and I get into discussions. I do not wish to prove my father wrong, however, what I do wish is to have him see my side of things, and the way I want to live my life is not wrong, because it really is not that far from the way I was raised. I chose to add a few things that I wanted for myself and for the people that I am close to, and I chose to remove a few things, but this is the side that is a little more difficult. For breaking a habit is much more difficult then making one.
1st draft biblio
Works Cited
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition. "Capitalism." Dictionary.com. Houghton Mifflin Company, 2004. Web. 26 Mar. 2010..
Capitalism: A Love Story. Dir. Michael Moore. Perf. Michael Moore. 2010. DVD.
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition. "Capitalism." Dictionary.com. Houghton Mifflin Company, 2004. Web. 26 Mar. 2010.
Capitalism: A Love Story. Dir. Michael Moore. Perf. Michael Moore. 2010. DVD.
ISearch What
As of right now, our state of Maine I do not believe that selling legal Marijuana for a profit is not an option, the dispensary locations have not even been decided, so the answer to the first question is still further down the road. I have heard many rumors, stating that corporations such as Marlboro have empty warehouses waiting to fill them up with Marijuana grow operations for mass production, but this is only hear say, I hope that localized business owners could stay in front of the corporations, to give the middle class a much needed boost. I do not know how efficient it would be to fuel cars with hemp, but it is a curious side topic to the real issue that I will find some answers too. My efforts to assist in legalization are by my voice, and my actions.
For example, my roommates and myself were having some issues with the parking situation at my apartment. Since there is still a parking ban in effect, we had to find ways to not get parking tickets, for our driveway is not big enough for all of the cars that need to be crammed into it. So we would park in front of the Doctors house across the street, no big deal right? Guess again, the doctor was very unhappy that the neighbors were taking his patients rightful parking spots during the weekdays. So the doctor relentlessly called the cops on anyone who was parked in front of his house during the hours of 12 am- 5 am. He was taking advantage of the system that is in place and we were getting $20 parking tickets left and right. It took us a few times to figure out that he was the pulling the strings, but once we did, we knew how to take advantage as well. From that day on I would park my car directly in front of his front door, during all normal business hours Monday-Friday, if I was home of course. I knew he would take notice and one day the confrontation would be there. All I wanted him to do from the beginning, was to come over and talk with myself or one of my roommates about the very simple solution that was in front of us, he clearly did not want to for some reason.
So one day my roommate walks inside, and alerts me that the doctor is furious outside, ranting about the “asshole in the Honda.” “Perfect,” I thought, so I strolled on outside to my car and walked up to the doctor, he was tending to his garden on his side of the fence. So I say, “So apparently they is a problem with the parking?” (Like I didn't know what the issue was, from his perspective and mine.) I was fully aware that having the parking spots in front of his house open for customers, this makes sense to me, but what doesn't make sense was the doctors route to a resolution. I went over to his turf, and voiced my opinion and educated a very well educated man about how my generation is not lost, we are just finding our way, and that we are all people, so why could he not come talk to me from the beginning? He tried to make up excuses, I rebutted all of his excuses with answers, not excuses, then proceeded to present my resolution. I left the neighbors property, with a fresh start with our neighbors, and all of my parking tickets paid for. All he wanted was to have it open for his patients, I showed him that my generation may be different from his, but that we do know how to solve quarrels in a respectable manner. This is a perfect example about how talking things out in life can work for the better, if we are all educated and can keep our heads on straight, this world could be a better place, it just takes the extra effort by all of us.
For example, my roommates and myself were having some issues with the parking situation at my apartment. Since there is still a parking ban in effect, we had to find ways to not get parking tickets, for our driveway is not big enough for all of the cars that need to be crammed into it. So we would park in front of the Doctors house across the street, no big deal right? Guess again, the doctor was very unhappy that the neighbors were taking his patients rightful parking spots during the weekdays. So the doctor relentlessly called the cops on anyone who was parked in front of his house during the hours of 12 am- 5 am. He was taking advantage of the system that is in place and we were getting $20 parking tickets left and right. It took us a few times to figure out that he was the pulling the strings, but once we did, we knew how to take advantage as well. From that day on I would park my car directly in front of his front door, during all normal business hours Monday-Friday, if I was home of course. I knew he would take notice and one day the confrontation would be there. All I wanted him to do from the beginning, was to come over and talk with myself or one of my roommates about the very simple solution that was in front of us, he clearly did not want to for some reason.
So one day my roommate walks inside, and alerts me that the doctor is furious outside, ranting about the “asshole in the Honda.” “Perfect,” I thought, so I strolled on outside to my car and walked up to the doctor, he was tending to his garden on his side of the fence. So I say, “So apparently they is a problem with the parking?” (Like I didn't know what the issue was, from his perspective and mine.) I was fully aware that having the parking spots in front of his house open for customers, this makes sense to me, but what doesn't make sense was the doctors route to a resolution. I went over to his turf, and voiced my opinion and educated a very well educated man about how my generation is not lost, we are just finding our way, and that we are all people, so why could he not come talk to me from the beginning? He tried to make up excuses, I rebutted all of his excuses with answers, not excuses, then proceeded to present my resolution. I left the neighbors property, with a fresh start with our neighbors, and all of my parking tickets paid for. All he wanted was to have it open for his patients, I showed him that my generation may be different from his, but that we do know how to solve quarrels in a respectable manner. This is a perfect example about how talking things out in life can work for the better, if we are all educated and can keep our heads on straight, this world could be a better place, it just takes the extra effort by all of us.
Capitalism?
The first time I smoked was in the middle of the cow pasture with my good friend Greg, from that point on I smoked on a weekly basis. It took some time to develop my connections, and be in a place where I could smoke more on a daily basis, to help calm my mind, but still keep me questioning wrong doings that I witnessed or experienced. I quickly learned that there are many different strands, and all of them effected my mind and my body in different ways. I was open and honest with my friends, and family about smoking from the beginning. My entire family knows that I smoke, and that I am always looking for a scenario to show people how this substance positively affects my life.
My primary problems with Capitalism in this country are not with the fundamental ideas of capitalism, which states that: An economic system in which investment in and ownership of the means of production, distribution, and exchange of wealth is made and maintained chiefly by private individuals or corporations, esp. as contrasted to cooperatively or state-owned means of wealth. (Site) My primary issues with capitalism are that of the direction in which our government has taken us. Which is away from success for all, and more towards success for the wealthy. Our government is intertwined with Wall St. and many corporations such as Countrywide Home Loans, or AIG, which facts about these corporations and there CEO's have come into the light. How Countrywide has waived millions of dollars in fees for each of there richest customers, but this company specializes in the lower class where regular American people are losing their homes everyday. All of the flexibility of this company is given away to the wealthiest people, so the poorest people have to live by strict, and rigid regulations. Or how about AIG getting a government bailout, then immediately turning around and giving the Board of Directors bonuses, then having a paid vacation for all of them with money out of yours, and my pockets.
My problem is not with capitalism, I like the idea of it, allowing individuals to do what they want for their careers, marry who they want, spend their money on whatever they choose, and if the individual succeeds, then they live within their means as a contributing citizen in our country, but if they fail they need to find ways other then government bailouts to stay a float. Capitalism has become top heavy, like any structure, there needs to be a strong base with deep roots to withstand any attacks, whether that attack is of natural, domestic, or foreign causes. With the way the corporations are being run, with the middle class jobs being sent over seas, but the products are being sent back. With the middle class, working jobs removed, along with the middle class pay, who will buy the products that these corporations are trying to sell? It's a nasty cycle which is internally destroying this once strong based country. I feel that we need to get back to our roots, and stop pumping money into the wealthiest groups of this country, but give the flexibility to people that are giving success everything they got, but they just need that extra push to get them to a place where maybe they can one day help out another citizen in need.
My primary problems with Capitalism in this country are not with the fundamental ideas of capitalism, which states that: An economic system in which investment in and ownership of the means of production, distribution, and exchange of wealth is made and maintained chiefly by private individuals or corporations, esp. as contrasted to cooperatively or state-owned means of wealth. (Site) My primary issues with capitalism are that of the direction in which our government has taken us. Which is away from success for all, and more towards success for the wealthy. Our government is intertwined with Wall St. and many corporations such as Countrywide Home Loans, or AIG, which facts about these corporations and there CEO's have come into the light. How Countrywide has waived millions of dollars in fees for each of there richest customers, but this company specializes in the lower class where regular American people are losing their homes everyday. All of the flexibility of this company is given away to the wealthiest people, so the poorest people have to live by strict, and rigid regulations. Or how about AIG getting a government bailout, then immediately turning around and giving the Board of Directors bonuses, then having a paid vacation for all of them with money out of yours, and my pockets.
My problem is not with capitalism, I like the idea of it, allowing individuals to do what they want for their careers, marry who they want, spend their money on whatever they choose, and if the individual succeeds, then they live within their means as a contributing citizen in our country, but if they fail they need to find ways other then government bailouts to stay a float. Capitalism has become top heavy, like any structure, there needs to be a strong base with deep roots to withstand any attacks, whether that attack is of natural, domestic, or foreign causes. With the way the corporations are being run, with the middle class jobs being sent over seas, but the products are being sent back. With the middle class, working jobs removed, along with the middle class pay, who will buy the products that these corporations are trying to sell? It's a nasty cycle which is internally destroying this once strong based country. I feel that we need to get back to our roots, and stop pumping money into the wealthiest groups of this country, but give the flexibility to people that are giving success everything they got, but they just need that extra push to get them to a place where maybe they can one day help out another citizen in need.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Contrast Essay
Contrast Essay
Growing up my brother and myself were two very different individuals. He was always the neat and orderly one, And I was always the messy one. Once we started making more and more friends, our differences in personality became even more evident. Jeff made friends that were struggling to even stay in school at a young age. Then, when they became of age to have their own place, Jeff ended up just getting walked all over by his so called friends. Our biggest differences exhist in discussion, we both disagree with whatever the other has to say, as a way of proving them wrong, and comparing to see who is brighter. We both leave feeling like we won, but should it really be like that? Have we been stuck in the same trend since Kane and Able?
When my parents would come into our shared bedroom, the yelling would start immediately. Telling Jeff how orderly his area was, and how messy I had made the rest of the room. Jeff would keep his bed made every day, while I didn't see much of a purpose in it, since I would just be messing it all up again that very same night. They were childish habits, but I still do not keep my bed made every night, and I am sure that my brother does.
Several of my brothers close childhood friends, did not graduate from high school, yet my brother was on the Honor Roll. This shows parts of his character, how he liked keeping company that he felt superior too, rather than feeling equal too. I did well in school, and zero of my childhood friends dropped out of high school. I believe this shows signs of my character, the company that I chose, and still choose to keep is that of equally hard working individuals. Rather than having my brothers friends rely on just him, my friends and myself are there fore each other in times of need. The relationships are different like that of a Two Way Street, with traffic lights and cross roads, compared to a One Way Dead End, which is in fact a Dead End.
Bickering is the way of discussing anything between the two of us, many of our immediate relatives leave the room whenever Jeff and I get into one of our heated discussions. As young boys we used to just kick the shit out of each other to resolve the debate, but over the years we have gotten much better at approaching the resolution with words, rather than fists. Being the oldest, my brother felt as if he was my second father, which I always felt having one angry dad was enough. Because of this natural feeling my brother had to raise me his way, I always fought off his attempts to lecture me, for the reason being I just didn't want to hear another one of his lectures, he wasn't my father. This caused many brawls between the two of us, brawls of both kinds, with words and actions.
One specific time, my brother was pissed at me for taking his seat on the couch, I felt like I had the floor all night and I wanted to sit on the couch. He felt betrayed by my actions and grabbed my hemp necklace and pulled me off the couch. I proceeded to push him into the fireplace and he fell hard. This pissed him off so much that he ran at me and we ended up crashing through the living room wall. My dad ran into the living room, picked us both up into the air and tore a whole in us like the one in his wall. We deserved it, but how can we get out of this ritualistic fashion of disagreement.
The relationship is steadily getting stronger, the primary reason is for certain that we have been through so much together, and we are family, we both realize this, and it always will make its way to the front of the problem to help solve the matter quicker. We will always clash about the big things in life, it is what we do as brothers, to help light a fire under the other. I hope once we are both where we want to be as fully achieving adults, that we can get over the meaningless bickering that does nothing to benefit anyone. My brother and I both have the skills to be successful in this world, the question is, can we make a difference, or are we going to be stuck bickering about the small things forever? This is the focus that we both need to have, I know I am working on my focus to stay the course, but I do wonder if my brother will be able to get out of this ageless trend of bickering over meaningless disagreements.
Growing up my brother and myself were two very different individuals. He was always the neat and orderly one, And I was always the messy one. Once we started making more and more friends, our differences in personality became even more evident. Jeff made friends that were struggling to even stay in school at a young age. Then, when they became of age to have their own place, Jeff ended up just getting walked all over by his so called friends. Our biggest differences exhist in discussion, we both disagree with whatever the other has to say, as a way of proving them wrong, and comparing to see who is brighter. We both leave feeling like we won, but should it really be like that? Have we been stuck in the same trend since Kane and Able?
When my parents would come into our shared bedroom, the yelling would start immediately. Telling Jeff how orderly his area was, and how messy I had made the rest of the room. Jeff would keep his bed made every day, while I didn't see much of a purpose in it, since I would just be messing it all up again that very same night. They were childish habits, but I still do not keep my bed made every night, and I am sure that my brother does.
Several of my brothers close childhood friends, did not graduate from high school, yet my brother was on the Honor Roll. This shows parts of his character, how he liked keeping company that he felt superior too, rather than feeling equal too. I did well in school, and zero of my childhood friends dropped out of high school. I believe this shows signs of my character, the company that I chose, and still choose to keep is that of equally hard working individuals. Rather than having my brothers friends rely on just him, my friends and myself are there fore each other in times of need. The relationships are different like that of a Two Way Street, with traffic lights and cross roads, compared to a One Way Dead End, which is in fact a Dead End.
Bickering is the way of discussing anything between the two of us, many of our immediate relatives leave the room whenever Jeff and I get into one of our heated discussions. As young boys we used to just kick the shit out of each other to resolve the debate, but over the years we have gotten much better at approaching the resolution with words, rather than fists. Being the oldest, my brother felt as if he was my second father, which I always felt having one angry dad was enough. Because of this natural feeling my brother had to raise me his way, I always fought off his attempts to lecture me, for the reason being I just didn't want to hear another one of his lectures, he wasn't my father. This caused many brawls between the two of us, brawls of both kinds, with words and actions.
One specific time, my brother was pissed at me for taking his seat on the couch, I felt like I had the floor all night and I wanted to sit on the couch. He felt betrayed by my actions and grabbed my hemp necklace and pulled me off the couch. I proceeded to push him into the fireplace and he fell hard. This pissed him off so much that he ran at me and we ended up crashing through the living room wall. My dad ran into the living room, picked us both up into the air and tore a whole in us like the one in his wall. We deserved it, but how can we get out of this ritualistic fashion of disagreement.
The relationship is steadily getting stronger, the primary reason is for certain that we have been through so much together, and we are family, we both realize this, and it always will make its way to the front of the problem to help solve the matter quicker. We will always clash about the big things in life, it is what we do as brothers, to help light a fire under the other. I hope once we are both where we want to be as fully achieving adults, that we can get over the meaningless bickering that does nothing to benefit anyone. My brother and I both have the skills to be successful in this world, the question is, can we make a difference, or are we going to be stuck bickering about the small things forever? This is the focus that we both need to have, I know I am working on my focus to stay the course, but I do wonder if my brother will be able to get out of this ageless trend of bickering over meaningless disagreements.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
ISearch Why
ISearch Why
Most people still shrug me off like I don't know what I am talking about, like politicians who never used the substance know better then an individual who uses it on a regular basis. There are some who will here my point of views, but still find negativity with what I do. I respond to them by saying, “you just can't live in that negative way...make way for the positive day.” (Bob Marley) People are critical of me for the reasons that they do not understand how I am succeeding but still using a drug that they have always been told is bad and unhealthy. We can be people that suck off of the power tit of our drowning government, and believe the propaganda that is fed to us, or we can find our own ways to make things happen, because the government lost sight of the “little guy” a long time a go. “Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better then silver or gold.” (Bob Marley) Through my actions, I will show my own journey towards my vision of success, not the attempted brainwashing capitalistic outlook on success, which shows the people in power have it all, and the people below them have to beg for it. We are all brothers and sisters, so lets light one up and pass it around, puff puff pass.
There are many unanswered questions that I have on this topic as well:
In a capitalism, individuals have the right to choose what they want to do for a living, so could I choose to enter the marijuana trade, and still manage to stay on the legal side of the trade?
Would the trade turn into corporations? Or would it stay in localized businesses?
How can I help in the legalization efforts?
What is my first step? What is my second step? (so on and so forth.)
Would it be efficient to fuel cars with marijuana?
If so, how soon could the alternative be available for production?
Most people still shrug me off like I don't know what I am talking about, like politicians who never used the substance know better then an individual who uses it on a regular basis. There are some who will here my point of views, but still find negativity with what I do. I respond to them by saying, “you just can't live in that negative way...make way for the positive day.” (Bob Marley) People are critical of me for the reasons that they do not understand how I am succeeding but still using a drug that they have always been told is bad and unhealthy. We can be people that suck off of the power tit of our drowning government, and believe the propaganda that is fed to us, or we can find our own ways to make things happen, because the government lost sight of the “little guy” a long time a go. “Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better then silver or gold.” (Bob Marley) Through my actions, I will show my own journey towards my vision of success, not the attempted brainwashing capitalistic outlook on success, which shows the people in power have it all, and the people below them have to beg for it. We are all brothers and sisters, so lets light one up and pass it around, puff puff pass.
There are many unanswered questions that I have on this topic as well:
In a capitalism, individuals have the right to choose what they want to do for a living, so could I choose to enter the marijuana trade, and still manage to stay on the legal side of the trade?
Would the trade turn into corporations? Or would it stay in localized businesses?
How can I help in the legalization efforts?
What is my first step? What is my second step? (so on and so forth.)
Would it be efficient to fuel cars with marijuana?
If so, how soon could the alternative be available for production?
Contrast Intro attempt #2
Contrast Intro's
Growing up my brother and myself were two very different individuals. He was always the neat and orderly one, And I was always the messy one. Over the years, we grew apart in some areas, such as our friends, he made friends that relied on him, and ended up walking all over him when they attempted to be roommates. I made friends that are there for eachother, and the relationship I have is that of a two way street, rather then a one way dead end. Our biggest differences exhist in discussion, we both disagree with whatever the other has to say, as a way of proving them wrong, and comparing to see who is brighter. We both leave feeling like we won, but should it really be like that? Have we been stuck in the same trend since Kane and Able?
Growing up my brother and myself were two very different individuals. He was always the neat and orderly one, And I was always the messy one. Over the years, we grew apart in some areas, such as our friends, he made friends that relied on him, and ended up walking all over him when they attempted to be roommates. I made friends that are there for eachother, and the relationship I have is that of a two way street, rather then a one way dead end. Our biggest differences exhist in discussion, we both disagree with whatever the other has to say, as a way of proving them wrong, and comparing to see who is brighter. We both leave feeling like we won, but should it really be like that? Have we been stuck in the same trend since Kane and Able?
ISearch Intro
Isearch Intro
The first time I smoked was in the middle of the cow pasture with my good friend Greg, from that point on I smoked on a weekly basis. It took some time to develop my connections, and be in a place where I could smoke more on a daily basis, to help calm my mind, but still keep me questioning wrong doings that I witnessed or experienced. I quickly learned that there are many different strands, and all of them effected my mind and my body in different ways. I was open and honest with my friends, and family about smoking from the beginning. My entire family knows that I smoke, and that I am always looking for a scenario to show people how this substance positively affects my life. Most people still shrug me off like I don't know what I am talking about, like politicians who never used the substance know better then an individual who uses it on a regular basis. There are some who will here my point of views, but still find negativity with what I do. I respond to them by saying, “you just can't live in that negative way...make way for the positive day.” (Bob Marley) People are critical of me for the reasons that they do not understand how I am succeeding but still using a drug that they have always been told is bad and unhealthy. We can be people that suck off of the power tit of our drowning government, and believe the propaganda that is fed to us, or we can find our own ways to make things happen, because the government lost sight of the “little guy” a long time a go. “Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better then silver or gold.” (Bob Marley) Through my actions, I will show my own journey towards my vision of success, not the attempted brainwashing capitalistic outlook on success, which shows the people in power have it all, and the people below them have to beg for it. We are all brothers and sisters, so lets light one up and pass it around, puff puff pass.
The first time I smoked was in the middle of the cow pasture with my good friend Greg, from that point on I smoked on a weekly basis. It took some time to develop my connections, and be in a place where I could smoke more on a daily basis, to help calm my mind, but still keep me questioning wrong doings that I witnessed or experienced. I quickly learned that there are many different strands, and all of them effected my mind and my body in different ways. I was open and honest with my friends, and family about smoking from the beginning. My entire family knows that I smoke, and that I am always looking for a scenario to show people how this substance positively affects my life. Most people still shrug me off like I don't know what I am talking about, like politicians who never used the substance know better then an individual who uses it on a regular basis. There are some who will here my point of views, but still find negativity with what I do. I respond to them by saying, “you just can't live in that negative way...make way for the positive day.” (Bob Marley) People are critical of me for the reasons that they do not understand how I am succeeding but still using a drug that they have always been told is bad and unhealthy. We can be people that suck off of the power tit of our drowning government, and believe the propaganda that is fed to us, or we can find our own ways to make things happen, because the government lost sight of the “little guy” a long time a go. “Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better then silver or gold.” (Bob Marley) Through my actions, I will show my own journey towards my vision of success, not the attempted brainwashing capitalistic outlook on success, which shows the people in power have it all, and the people below them have to beg for it. We are all brothers and sisters, so lets light one up and pass it around, puff puff pass.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Contrast Intros
Contrast Intro's
Growing up my brother and myself were two very different individuals. He was always the neat and orderly one, and he was always the rude one. Over the years, we grew apart in some areas, such as our friends, and sports that we played, but we also grew closer in other areas, such as being real with people, and getting our shit taken care of. Our biggest differences lie in discussion, we both disagree with whatever the other has to say, as a way of proving them wrong, and comparing to see who is brighter. We both leave feeling like we won, but should it really be like that? Have we been stuck in the same trend since Kane and Able?
How can we compare our parents? Loving them both equally, but in very different mannerisms.
With my Mom being there to show me love and compassion, but at the same time she shows me how cold the world can be. My Father is there to be the sturdy hand, to tell me everything that I do wrong, in his eyes of course. My Mom is much more leniant, and accepting of me, but I feel as if they want me to do what they want me to do, rather then have me find my own way and do what I want to do. Neither of them help me with school, my car, my rent, or any other bills. One is by choice, the other can not afford it or else my mom would give me whatever she had. This is yet another strong lesson to be learned from my mom about how cold this world can be, grab your mittens, its gonna be cold out there today.
Growing up my brother and myself were two very different individuals. He was always the neat and orderly one, and he was always the rude one. Over the years, we grew apart in some areas, such as our friends, and sports that we played, but we also grew closer in other areas, such as being real with people, and getting our shit taken care of. Our biggest differences lie in discussion, we both disagree with whatever the other has to say, as a way of proving them wrong, and comparing to see who is brighter. We both leave feeling like we won, but should it really be like that? Have we been stuck in the same trend since Kane and Able?
How can we compare our parents? Loving them both equally, but in very different mannerisms.
With my Mom being there to show me love and compassion, but at the same time she shows me how cold the world can be. My Father is there to be the sturdy hand, to tell me everything that I do wrong, in his eyes of course. My Mom is much more leniant, and accepting of me, but I feel as if they want me to do what they want me to do, rather then have me find my own way and do what I want to do. Neither of them help me with school, my car, my rent, or any other bills. One is by choice, the other can not afford it or else my mom would give me whatever she had. This is yet another strong lesson to be learned from my mom about how cold this world can be, grab your mittens, its gonna be cold out there today.
Isearch Background
My addiction to tobacco, can it be replaced with a non addictive substance? Will this work to help with the cravings, or would it be best to just go “cold turkey”? I will need a substitute, and a mild sedative to calm my nerves and to restrain my thoughts of killing everyone. (joke) I do not think that smoking marijuana will cure my heartburn troubles, but I do know that cigarettes are a major cause for heartburn, therefore quitting is becoming more then just an option. My ADD I have been able to keep in check without pharmaceuticals, or external assistance, I keep my own mind in check, does tend to slip on occasion, but I am strong willed and strong minded.
Not only can marijuana help with medical disorders, it is also good for paper, fuel, clothing, textiles, and food. These are essential resources that I use on a daily basis.
Fuel-for my car
clothing-on my back
paper-go green! Stay electronic, but if “going green” wasn't a new trend with businesses, then here is another source for strong paper. (the declaration of independence was written on hemp paper)
food-to add flavor to foods, for it is an herb
If marijuana is more like tobacco then alcohol- Will we be able to drive and smoke? Smoke in public?
If marijuana is more like alcohol then tobacco-Will OUI's take into effect with smoking? How could they test for it? (since marijuana stays in the blood stream much longer then alcohol) What will the punishment be for just having it on your person if pulled over?
Can it be a mixture of the two laws, along with some individual laws pertaining to marijuana's light effects?
Will the street prices be higher then the dispensaries? If so, will this force people of all ages to get registered in order to save their money?
Will the street prices be lower then the dispensaries? If so, will this take away from a lot of the legal business? Can the people that count on marijuana as their weekly paycheck, find a legal route to continue to pay the bills? Or will the have to just change their product? (if the street prices were unable to compete with the dispensaries)
Can the insertion of marijuana into today's medical world, help to boost the economy? Yes, In British Columbia the annual money brought in from BC bud is upwards of $7 billion. How could these numbers go unnoticed? With 85% of their BC bud being exported to the U.S.A.
How can I help in the legalization efforts? I have contacted my doctor, and spoken with him about possibilities for me getting registered. This is step one, step two: I will go to the local smoke shop, where they are trying to get a dispensary and I will ask them what I can do to help. Step 3: continue to do the things that the shop asks me to do in the legalization efforts. (fliers, pamphlets, general education/information for the public)
I know from my experience what certain substances will do to my mind, and body, for good or for bad. Alcohol tends to make my inhibitions go out the window, and I usually drink until my stomach rejects the alcohol. These are not good habits to have, especially if I were still drinking everyday. Marijuana on the other hand, I could smoke non stop all day long (which I have done) and the only side effects that I experienced were, hunger, being tired, and still had strong conversation. I have smoked every single day since I was 16, I plan on smoking everyday for the rest of my life. Marijuana does not tempt me to try other drugs, my friends do that enough, but marijuana actually makes me more careful. Since my reaction time is a split second longer, it makes my mind and mouth and actions react a split second slower, therefore a I move a tiny amount slower, but this helps me with tedious activities that I need to move slowly with anyways. If I smoke a blunt, then somebody were to bring out a bunch of heavy drugs out in front of me, from cocaine, to opium, and alcohol and ask me to try any of them or even all of them. I will say no, but if I drink a twelve pack, and you put the same substances in front of me, I will say yes, and I am speaking from experience. Marijuana doesn't make bad decisions for me, but alcohol has, and if I were to let it, it would continue to make bad choices for me. I am not a drinker, an addict, or a junkie, just a pothead, who is finding his place in the world. I will be able to smoke legally one day, that is a big reason why I chose this topic, for personal knowledge when people question my reasoning, or my facts about marijuana. I will hit them with the straight facts and knowledge of how my mind and body are affected by smoking, which is in a positive way. Smoking helps me to think positively, but also with a smile on my face. I have a real hard time being in a crabby mood when I smoke, it is too NATURAL for me to want to smile and enjoy the company of the people around me. (and enjoy myself, for I think this is very important in life) I see so many wrong things in this world, from 9/11 to the hurricane Katrina victims, when I see something that is natural and does not force peoples minds into a crazy tripped out corner, I have to fight for the things in my life that have steadily been there for me, my family, my schooling, my car, and marijuana have all been positive influences on my life. I will continue to seek out more positivity in life, and try my hardest to shed light on those shaded areas of gray.
Not only can marijuana help with medical disorders, it is also good for paper, fuel, clothing, textiles, and food. These are essential resources that I use on a daily basis.
Fuel-for my car
clothing-on my back
paper-go green! Stay electronic, but if “going green” wasn't a new trend with businesses, then here is another source for strong paper. (the declaration of independence was written on hemp paper)
food-to add flavor to foods, for it is an herb
If marijuana is more like tobacco then alcohol- Will we be able to drive and smoke? Smoke in public?
If marijuana is more like alcohol then tobacco-Will OUI's take into effect with smoking? How could they test for it? (since marijuana stays in the blood stream much longer then alcohol) What will the punishment be for just having it on your person if pulled over?
Can it be a mixture of the two laws, along with some individual laws pertaining to marijuana's light effects?
Will the street prices be higher then the dispensaries? If so, will this force people of all ages to get registered in order to save their money?
Will the street prices be lower then the dispensaries? If so, will this take away from a lot of the legal business? Can the people that count on marijuana as their weekly paycheck, find a legal route to continue to pay the bills? Or will the have to just change their product? (if the street prices were unable to compete with the dispensaries)
Can the insertion of marijuana into today's medical world, help to boost the economy? Yes, In British Columbia the annual money brought in from BC bud is upwards of $7 billion. How could these numbers go unnoticed? With 85% of their BC bud being exported to the U.S.A.
How can I help in the legalization efforts? I have contacted my doctor, and spoken with him about possibilities for me getting registered. This is step one, step two: I will go to the local smoke shop, where they are trying to get a dispensary and I will ask them what I can do to help. Step 3: continue to do the things that the shop asks me to do in the legalization efforts. (fliers, pamphlets, general education/information for the public)
I know from my experience what certain substances will do to my mind, and body, for good or for bad. Alcohol tends to make my inhibitions go out the window, and I usually drink until my stomach rejects the alcohol. These are not good habits to have, especially if I were still drinking everyday. Marijuana on the other hand, I could smoke non stop all day long (which I have done) and the only side effects that I experienced were, hunger, being tired, and still had strong conversation. I have smoked every single day since I was 16, I plan on smoking everyday for the rest of my life. Marijuana does not tempt me to try other drugs, my friends do that enough, but marijuana actually makes me more careful. Since my reaction time is a split second longer, it makes my mind and mouth and actions react a split second slower, therefore a I move a tiny amount slower, but this helps me with tedious activities that I need to move slowly with anyways. If I smoke a blunt, then somebody were to bring out a bunch of heavy drugs out in front of me, from cocaine, to opium, and alcohol and ask me to try any of them or even all of them. I will say no, but if I drink a twelve pack, and you put the same substances in front of me, I will say yes, and I am speaking from experience. Marijuana doesn't make bad decisions for me, but alcohol has, and if I were to let it, it would continue to make bad choices for me. I am not a drinker, an addict, or a junkie, just a pothead, who is finding his place in the world. I will be able to smoke legally one day, that is a big reason why I chose this topic, for personal knowledge when people question my reasoning, or my facts about marijuana. I will hit them with the straight facts and knowledge of how my mind and body are affected by smoking, which is in a positive way. Smoking helps me to think positively, but also with a smile on my face. I have a real hard time being in a crabby mood when I smoke, it is too NATURAL for me to want to smile and enjoy the company of the people around me. (and enjoy myself, for I think this is very important in life) I see so many wrong things in this world, from 9/11 to the hurricane Katrina victims, when I see something that is natural and does not force peoples minds into a crazy tripped out corner, I have to fight for the things in my life that have steadily been there for me, my family, my schooling, my car, and marijuana have all been positive influences on my life. I will continue to seek out more positivity in life, and try my hardest to shed light on those shaded areas of gray.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Classification Essay
Do other drivers piss you off? In my experience, there are three kinds of drivers in this world, The Erratic Driver, the Over Cautious Driver, and the Alert Driver. There is the Erratic Driver, this type of driver can seem to be fairly unpredictable on the road, with their tailgating and speeding, this person is the most hazardous to themselves and other travelers. Then there is the Over Cautious Driver, who is just as easy to spot as the Erratic Driver. They are normally going under the speed limit or close to it, this type of driver will slow up traffic, and in highly congested areas, they can be a hazard on the road from hesitating and not flowing well with the traffic. Finally, there is the Alert Driver, this type of driving style consists of paying attention to the surroundings, such as weather, potholes, and other traffic.
The Erratic Driver: Has a tendency of pissing off other drivers, with their erratic and unpredictable actions. They can be 100 yards behind you one second, and the next second they're so close that you can't read their license plate. They seem to always be in a hurry, whether they actually are in a hurry or not doesn't matter, the erratic driver is not a safe driver. Here's a tip from a recovering lead foot, you can't control other drivers, so pull your foot off the pedal, you can only affect your share of the road. Driving the speed limits will save you fines, and insurance hikes, and it will help you go with the flow of traffic.
The Over Cautious Driver: This type of driver also has the tendency to frustrate other drivers, especially the erratic driver. They seem to always be under the speed limits, even if they are doing the speed limit. This type of driver will always drive slow, even if startled. Driving with caution is not a bad thing, especially while in construction zones, at the scene of an accident, or inclement weather, but to drive like it's the blizzard of '98 on every passage is not kosher. Flowing with traffic has to happen as well as being alert and aware. So if the flow of traffic is 15 m/ph under the speed limit, flow with the traffic, drive with extreme caution, but if the traffic is flowing 5 m/ph over the speed limit, go with the flow.
The Alert Driver: This type of driver is normally flowing well with the traffic, and paying close attention to their surroundings. Since they are alert drivers, they pay attention to posted speed limits, and other roadway signs and signals. While going the speed limit, and flowing with the traffic, they have a better chance to avoid accidents caused by others, and assist in preventing accidents by driving defensively but with assertiveness. This type of driver will use hand signals, and gestures to alert other drivers to what move goes next. This is the type of driver that I strive to be, although it is a bumpy road.
Here is a scenario, at a 4-way stop sign, when 3 cars arrive simultaneously, the over cautious driver waits and just looks back and forth, she is going straight. The erratic driver is the second car, he is going left and rolls through the intersection, without a blinker, and goes before the other two cars. The third car is the alert driver, he stops at his stop sign, he watches the car roll through the intersection and decides to wait and let them get out of the intersection. Good decision, because if he had of gone straight, he would have been hit by the erratic driver that turned left through his lane. After this, the alert driver accelerated to the speed limit through the 4-way, and then the over cautious driver rolled slowly through the 4-way.
Now I'm not criticizing all old ladies, and saying that they all should lose their licenses because they drive slow, and I'm not saying all 18 year olds have lead feet. What I am saying, is that everyone can be an alert driver, it just takes the effort from the driver to not get distracted. The biggest distraction being cell phones, if cell phones were straight forward not allowed while driving, I believe that many scenarios could be avoided by just staying more alert on the task at hand, not what you have to do once you arrive at your destination.
The Erratic Driver: Has a tendency of pissing off other drivers, with their erratic and unpredictable actions. They can be 100 yards behind you one second, and the next second they're so close that you can't read their license plate. They seem to always be in a hurry, whether they actually are in a hurry or not doesn't matter, the erratic driver is not a safe driver. Here's a tip from a recovering lead foot, you can't control other drivers, so pull your foot off the pedal, you can only affect your share of the road. Driving the speed limits will save you fines, and insurance hikes, and it will help you go with the flow of traffic.
The Over Cautious Driver: This type of driver also has the tendency to frustrate other drivers, especially the erratic driver. They seem to always be under the speed limits, even if they are doing the speed limit. This type of driver will always drive slow, even if startled. Driving with caution is not a bad thing, especially while in construction zones, at the scene of an accident, or inclement weather, but to drive like it's the blizzard of '98 on every passage is not kosher. Flowing with traffic has to happen as well as being alert and aware. So if the flow of traffic is 15 m/ph under the speed limit, flow with the traffic, drive with extreme caution, but if the traffic is flowing 5 m/ph over the speed limit, go with the flow.
The Alert Driver: This type of driver is normally flowing well with the traffic, and paying close attention to their surroundings. Since they are alert drivers, they pay attention to posted speed limits, and other roadway signs and signals. While going the speed limit, and flowing with the traffic, they have a better chance to avoid accidents caused by others, and assist in preventing accidents by driving defensively but with assertiveness. This type of driver will use hand signals, and gestures to alert other drivers to what move goes next. This is the type of driver that I strive to be, although it is a bumpy road.
Here is a scenario, at a 4-way stop sign, when 3 cars arrive simultaneously, the over cautious driver waits and just looks back and forth, she is going straight. The erratic driver is the second car, he is going left and rolls through the intersection, without a blinker, and goes before the other two cars. The third car is the alert driver, he stops at his stop sign, he watches the car roll through the intersection and decides to wait and let them get out of the intersection. Good decision, because if he had of gone straight, he would have been hit by the erratic driver that turned left through his lane. After this, the alert driver accelerated to the speed limit through the 4-way, and then the over cautious driver rolled slowly through the 4-way.
Now I'm not criticizing all old ladies, and saying that they all should lose their licenses because they drive slow, and I'm not saying all 18 year olds have lead feet. What I am saying, is that everyone can be an alert driver, it just takes the effort from the driver to not get distracted. The biggest distraction being cell phones, if cell phones were straight forward not allowed while driving, I believe that many scenarios could be avoided by just staying more alert on the task at hand, not what you have to do once you arrive at your destination.
5 graf essay attempt 3
Please accept!!
Two glasses of root beer later, and I can feel it rumbling in my stomach. I am sitting in Pizza Hut with a couple friends, and I ordered greasy pizza and cheese sticks. What was I thinking? Here I am, drinking this once delicious root beer when it hit me. I can't drink soda on an empty stomach, I can't follow that soda up with something even more acidic then the soda, then I ingested the cheese sticks, which are soaked in grease. I can not believe that I just ordered all of this food, and now I have no appetite to eat it, I feel more like going outside and puking the soda up all over the parking lot.
My stomach was empty, and I chugged at least one glass of root beer before I even got my food to the table. This was my second mistake, my first mistake was going to Pizza Hut in the first place. With an empty stomach and nothing to soak up all of this heartburn that I am throwing down the hatch, kind of sounds like I was asking for it. I was young and naive, thinking that since I was young, I could eat anything, right?
Then the grease came next, pile a bunch of grease in the form of pizza and cheese-sticks on top fizzing soda, this sounds like a chemical reaction if the stomach acid gets involved. So I sit there and stare at the mound of food, that I failed to munch it all down. My stomach feels pregnant, it looks just as pregnant as I feel. There is something ugly brewing in the cauldron, and it was too late to stop it, the volcano was activated.
Now the acid was ready to enter the mix, now with carbonation, and grease, on an empty stomach, once they all hit the stomach acid it was like a mini Mt. Vesuvius inside of my gastric chamber. The lava flying this was and that, burning whatever it may land on. How can I compete with the acid? I sit up and it burns and seems to drain me of energy, when I try to lay down this is the worst. Any hope of sleeping was lost at this point, until serious signs of the twins, relief and recovery, show their kind faces. So I sat up in bed, leaning against the wall, waiting for them to come, and hoping that they would arrive before first sign of day light.
I am unable to look at Pizza Hut the same way, along with most other fast foods because this is a horrible sensation that is a guarantee if I drink soda on an empty stomach, or eat greasy food to many times in just a few short days. Through many experiences like this particular one, I have developed the ability to look at food and determine up front, if it will give me heartburn or not. What doesn't kill me, will make me stronger, so my tolerance for the regular pain has gone up due to dealing with heartburn on a weekly, sometimes daily basis. So the battle will rage on underneath my ribs, what will bend, and what will break?
Two glasses of root beer later, and I can feel it rumbling in my stomach. I am sitting in Pizza Hut with a couple friends, and I ordered greasy pizza and cheese sticks. What was I thinking? Here I am, drinking this once delicious root beer when it hit me. I can't drink soda on an empty stomach, I can't follow that soda up with something even more acidic then the soda, then I ingested the cheese sticks, which are soaked in grease. I can not believe that I just ordered all of this food, and now I have no appetite to eat it, I feel more like going outside and puking the soda up all over the parking lot.
My stomach was empty, and I chugged at least one glass of root beer before I even got my food to the table. This was my second mistake, my first mistake was going to Pizza Hut in the first place. With an empty stomach and nothing to soak up all of this heartburn that I am throwing down the hatch, kind of sounds like I was asking for it. I was young and naive, thinking that since I was young, I could eat anything, right?
Then the grease came next, pile a bunch of grease in the form of pizza and cheese-sticks on top fizzing soda, this sounds like a chemical reaction if the stomach acid gets involved. So I sit there and stare at the mound of food, that I failed to munch it all down. My stomach feels pregnant, it looks just as pregnant as I feel. There is something ugly brewing in the cauldron, and it was too late to stop it, the volcano was activated.
Now the acid was ready to enter the mix, now with carbonation, and grease, on an empty stomach, once they all hit the stomach acid it was like a mini Mt. Vesuvius inside of my gastric chamber. The lava flying this was and that, burning whatever it may land on. How can I compete with the acid? I sit up and it burns and seems to drain me of energy, when I try to lay down this is the worst. Any hope of sleeping was lost at this point, until serious signs of the twins, relief and recovery, show their kind faces. So I sat up in bed, leaning against the wall, waiting for them to come, and hoping that they would arrive before first sign of day light.
I am unable to look at Pizza Hut the same way, along with most other fast foods because this is a horrible sensation that is a guarantee if I drink soda on an empty stomach, or eat greasy food to many times in just a few short days. Through many experiences like this particular one, I have developed the ability to look at food and determine up front, if it will give me heartburn or not. What doesn't kill me, will make me stronger, so my tolerance for the regular pain has gone up due to dealing with heartburn on a weekly, sometimes daily basis. So the battle will rage on underneath my ribs, what will bend, and what will break?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
5 Graf Essay attempt #2
Two glasses of root beer later, and I can feel it rumbling in my stomach. I am sitting in Pizza Hut with a couple friends, and I ordered greasy pizza and cheese sticks. Root beer, pizza, and cheese sticks, what was I thinking? At this point in time, I was just learning my new boundaries on certain foods and liquids that I am able to ingest. On top of heartburn causes 1, 2, and 3, my stomach was empty, nothing in there to soak up the acid, grease, and carbonation. So here I am, drinking this once delicious root beer when it hit me. I can't drink soda on an empty stomach, I can't follow that soda up with something even more acidic then the soda, then I ingested the cheese sticks, which are soaked in grease. I can not believe that I just ordered all of this food, and now I have no appetite to eat it, I feel more like going outside and puking the soda up and then just eating a slice of bread or two to soak the acid up. Which was quickly making it's way up my stomach lining and into my esophagus.
My stomach was empty, and I chugged at least one glass of root beer before I even got my food to the table. This was my second mistake, my first mistake was going to Pizza Hut in the first place. With an empty stomach and nothing to soak up all of this heartburn that I am throwing down the hatch, kind of sounds like I was asking for it. I was young and nieve, thinking that since I was young, I could eat anything, right?
Then the grease came next, pile a bunch of grease in the form of pizza and cheese-sticks on top fizzing soda, this sounds like a chemical reaction if the stomach acid gets involved. So I sit there and stare at the mound of food, that I failed to munch it all down. I barely touched the greasy pizza, but I felt like I ate everything in the restaurant. How could this be? My stomach feels pregnant, it looks just as pregnant as I feel. There is something ugly brewing in the cauldron, and it was too late to stop it, the volcano was activated.
Now the acid was ready to enter the mix, now with carbonation, and grease, on an empty stomach, once they all hit the stomach acid it was like a mini Mt. Vesuvius inside of my gastric chamber. The lava flying this was and that, burning whatever it may land on. How can I compete with the acid? I sit up and it burns and seems to drain me of energy, when I try to lay down this is the worst. Any hope of sleeping was lost at this point, until serious signs of the twins, relief and recovery, show their kind faces. So I sat up in bed, leaning against the wall, waiting for them to come, and hoping that they would arrive before first sign of day light.
I am unable to look at Pizza Hut the same way, along with most other fast foods because this is a horrible sensation that is a guarantee if I drink soda on an empty stomach, or eat greasy food to many times in just a few short days. I do my best now to avoid consuming heartburn in a jar, or in the shape of a triangle, but through many experiences like this particular one, I have developed the ability to look at food and determine up front, if its heartburn or no heartburn. It is at this point in time, after I decide if the food is safe to eat, whether my taste buds will actually enjoy the food. What doesn't kill me, will make me stronger, so my tolerance for the regular pain has gone up due to dealing with heartburn on a weekly, sometimes daily basis. So the battle will rage on underneath my ribs, what will bend, and what will break?
My stomach was empty, and I chugged at least one glass of root beer before I even got my food to the table. This was my second mistake, my first mistake was going to Pizza Hut in the first place. With an empty stomach and nothing to soak up all of this heartburn that I am throwing down the hatch, kind of sounds like I was asking for it. I was young and nieve, thinking that since I was young, I could eat anything, right?
Then the grease came next, pile a bunch of grease in the form of pizza and cheese-sticks on top fizzing soda, this sounds like a chemical reaction if the stomach acid gets involved. So I sit there and stare at the mound of food, that I failed to munch it all down. I barely touched the greasy pizza, but I felt like I ate everything in the restaurant. How could this be? My stomach feels pregnant, it looks just as pregnant as I feel. There is something ugly brewing in the cauldron, and it was too late to stop it, the volcano was activated.
Now the acid was ready to enter the mix, now with carbonation, and grease, on an empty stomach, once they all hit the stomach acid it was like a mini Mt. Vesuvius inside of my gastric chamber. The lava flying this was and that, burning whatever it may land on. How can I compete with the acid? I sit up and it burns and seems to drain me of energy, when I try to lay down this is the worst. Any hope of sleeping was lost at this point, until serious signs of the twins, relief and recovery, show their kind faces. So I sat up in bed, leaning against the wall, waiting for them to come, and hoping that they would arrive before first sign of day light.
I am unable to look at Pizza Hut the same way, along with most other fast foods because this is a horrible sensation that is a guarantee if I drink soda on an empty stomach, or eat greasy food to many times in just a few short days. I do my best now to avoid consuming heartburn in a jar, or in the shape of a triangle, but through many experiences like this particular one, I have developed the ability to look at food and determine up front, if its heartburn or no heartburn. It is at this point in time, after I decide if the food is safe to eat, whether my taste buds will actually enjoy the food. What doesn't kill me, will make me stronger, so my tolerance for the regular pain has gone up due to dealing with heartburn on a weekly, sometimes daily basis. So the battle will rage on underneath my ribs, what will bend, and what will break?
Classification Outro
Classification Outro
Now I'm not criticizing all old ladies, and saying that they all should lose their licenses because they drive slow, and I'm not saying all 18 year olds have lead feet. What I am saying, is that everyone can be an alert driver, it just takes the effort from the driver to not get distracted. The biggest distraction being cell phones, if cell phones were straight forward not allowed while driving, I believe that many scenarios could be avoided by just staying more alert on the task at hand, not what you have to do once you arrive at your destination.
Now I'm not criticizing all old ladies, and saying that they all should lose their licenses because they drive slow, and I'm not saying all 18 year olds have lead feet. What I am saying, is that everyone can be an alert driver, it just takes the effort from the driver to not get distracted. The biggest distraction being cell phones, if cell phones were straight forward not allowed while driving, I believe that many scenarios could be avoided by just staying more alert on the task at hand, not what you have to do once you arrive at your destination.
Classification Intros
Classification Essay Intro 1
With basketball there are many different ways to play the game, and still have a positive outcome on the team effort. Talking offensively strictly, I believe the strengths and weaknesses boil down into three categories. There is the sharp-shooter: This type of player uses off the ball screens and quick changes of direction to get open without the ball. There is the passer: This type of player will not look for their own shot, unless instructed by the coach or teammates to look to score points. They primarily facilitate and look to give the ball to open teammates. Then there is the play-maker: This prototype style of playing has the ability to create off the dribble for their own shot, or the best chance that their team has. This group also has the tendency of consisting of the best players in the history of basketball. From Reggie Miller who was the greatest sharp-shooter of all time, to John Stockton who was one of the greatest passers of all time, but the fact is, the playmaker #23 Michael Jordan is the greatest.
Classification Essay Intro #2
There are three kinds of drivers in this world. There is the lead foot, this type of driver can seem to be fairly unpredictable on the road, with their tailgating and speeding, this person is the most hazardous to themselves and other travelers. Then there is the little old lady, who is just as easy to spot as the lead foot drivers. They are normally going under the speed limit or close to it, this type of driver will slow up traffic, and in highly congested areas, they can be a hazard on the road from hesitating and not flowing well with the traffic. Finally, there is the alert driver, this type of driving style consists of paying attention to the surroundings, such as weather, potholes, and other traffic. They tend to flow well in traffic, and pay attention. Paying attention while driving is crucial to steering away from accidents, and towards smooth roads.
With basketball there are many different ways to play the game, and still have a positive outcome on the team effort. Talking offensively strictly, I believe the strengths and weaknesses boil down into three categories. There is the sharp-shooter: This type of player uses off the ball screens and quick changes of direction to get open without the ball. There is the passer: This type of player will not look for their own shot, unless instructed by the coach or teammates to look to score points. They primarily facilitate and look to give the ball to open teammates. Then there is the play-maker: This prototype style of playing has the ability to create off the dribble for their own shot, or the best chance that their team has. This group also has the tendency of consisting of the best players in the history of basketball. From Reggie Miller who was the greatest sharp-shooter of all time, to John Stockton who was one of the greatest passers of all time, but the fact is, the playmaker #23 Michael Jordan is the greatest.
Classification Essay Intro #2
There are three kinds of drivers in this world. There is the lead foot, this type of driver can seem to be fairly unpredictable on the road, with their tailgating and speeding, this person is the most hazardous to themselves and other travelers. Then there is the little old lady, who is just as easy to spot as the lead foot drivers. They are normally going under the speed limit or close to it, this type of driver will slow up traffic, and in highly congested areas, they can be a hazard on the road from hesitating and not flowing well with the traffic. Finally, there is the alert driver, this type of driving style consists of paying attention to the surroundings, such as weather, potholes, and other traffic. They tend to flow well in traffic, and pay attention. Paying attention while driving is crucial to steering away from accidents, and towards smooth roads.
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