<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376396903866620472</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:08:04.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting My Stride</title><subtitle type='html'>A guy talking about movie themes, being a grad student at Ohio State, and other mindless ramblings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hittingmystride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376396903866620472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hittingmystride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WhoDaThunkIt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11891875746325451024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376396903866620472.post-3280239219979642548</id><published>2007-01-06T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T08:07:01.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“I am only one, but I am one. I can't do everything, but I can do something. The something I ought to do, I can do. And by the grace of God, I will.”&lt;br /&gt; Edward Everett Hale quotes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376396903866620472-3280239219979642548?l=hittingmystride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hittingmystride.blogspot.com/feeds/3280239219979642548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376396903866620472&amp;postID=3280239219979642548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376396903866620472/posts/default/3280239219979642548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376396903866620472/posts/default/3280239219979642548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hittingmystride.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-only-one-but-i-am-one.html' title=''/><author><name>WhoDaThunkIt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11891875746325451024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376396903866620472.post-4973075487399510692</id><published>2006-12-06T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:30:10.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby: public events, personal moments</title><content type='html'>I saw the movie Bobby recently. Critics tore it up, but I loved it. I mean Sharon Stone was simply amazing in the movie. But here were the 'take homes' I was left with:&lt;br /&gt;What hope some people represent and yet they are taken so soon.&lt;br /&gt;Bobby - he met with black leaders and poor Appalachian people, spoke with (not to) them, and was loved.&lt;br /&gt;Princess Diana - held people with AIDS at a time when fear and ignorance reigned. Though, I argue they still do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all I was left thinking how I viewed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assassinations&lt;/span&gt; of JFK, Bobby, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MLK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; as these public events when they were actually intensely personal moments for their families and friends. I mean how crass is it that somehow I lost that these were people just like me, except that their lives are our entertainment and their deaths are for public display. Much akin to the 9-11 tragedy when families request that we stop showing the planes slamming into buildings, though all these events incorporate a public mourning with grief and sympathy, there can truly not be empathy since most people simply have not experienced similar loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah critics, maybe the movie wasn't what you felt it should be, but for me it was all the thoughts that went through my mind about themes in the movie ( and just to reiterate, I liked the performances as well for what it is worth ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave with this, who is our Bobby today? 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