I'm back in Illinois and hopefully back to blogging! Three weeks ago I moved to Aurora and am currently on the job hunt. I have to say, people give Tuttle a lot of grief, but being back in suburbia definitely makes me appreciate Turtle town even more! To help me with the traffic and not-so-fresh air, I'm finishing Al Hsu's The Suburban Christian. I mentioned his blog in my last post, but his book is a must-read!
Since I don't yet have a job and am now living in the same state as my boyfriend, I get to do fun things like catch up on movies! My boyfriend liked Babel so much that he watched it with me again. If you haven't seen it yet--warning--spoiler alert! I just thought that the blonde children crossing the Mexican/US border in the desert was interesting.
Perhaps to many folks, this whole crossing the border business doesn't concern them too much. Of course, many are angry that undocumented immigrants are so-called invading our country, but watching that scene in the movie set me to thinking. Imagine if Mexico were the land of plenty, and Caucasian-Americans were the ones crossing the border, but from north to south.
If the people crossing were grandmothers and children who "looked like us," blonde with fair skin, would there be more of an outrage over the inhumanity and indignity of it all? I know a grandmother who recently crossed, and she couldn't speak for days after the ordeal. When I first saw her, she had cuts all over her legs. Now imagine your own dear grandmother spending three days crouching around like an animal, with insufficient water, depending on shady strangers, getting all cut up. Now that seems unacceptable, doesn't it?
I guess this reversal of sorts could be used for many situations going on right now, such as Iraq or Darfur. But I thought Babel did a good job of illustrating it, not only with the blonde children, but also with their mother's (a blonde American) being flown out of the Moroccan town.
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