My weekend was probably better than yours. I will bet you a quarter.
3.29.2011
3.23.2011
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3.18.2011
3.17.2011
Aldi's. The grocery store from hell. Now to clarify before this offends frequenters of this discount market, the prices simply can not be beat. Three rolls of paper towels for 1.79 or 12 onions for 2.29. Pretty awesome. But the fun began way before the discounts. Upon entering the store, we were asked if we needed a cart by an unassuming man who mentioned something under his breath about needing some spare change and wondering if needed change for a dollar. I laughed thinking he was joking about something I just didn't understand. Our parting was with him telling us he would wait for us to come out with the cart, which is not something that usually happens, you know. Strange but, okay. The next experience, checkout. Caught off-guard by a man that I thought worked there, we were vaguely propositioned to have our groceries paid for if we would let him use his card. My immediate response was "yeah, of course," but after saying it I thought "I don't know what I just got myself into but I am pretty sure we are probably going to end up paying for it." I was surprised when the nice man actually swiped his card, and it all made sense when his read "food stamp purchase." He then asked us kindly for $40 cash, which actually ended up being a $8 discount for us. Stickin it to the man. I was quite impressed by this menuvre actually, even though I am sure we are not the first girls he has dooped. Continuing on, back outside with the cart, we were surprised to find that our favorite cart man was in fact waiting for us. It was then that we realized that that it costs a quarter to rent a cart and we had jipped the nice man his quarter by taking his cart. To make up for it, we gave him two quarters and his cart back, meaning that he made a profit of a half of a dollar from us for a cart that we probably didn't need in the first place. But the trip was not complete until a woman with no teeth and a a dime in her ear, literally, not sure that would even have any meaning metaphorically, approached us for money for bread and lunch meat. Having just been suckered by the man with the cart, we were apprehensive to give anyone else money, and since she had a dime in her ear, I was not sure where my money would end up. By the time we got to the car, however, the woman with lucrative orifices had caught up to us and was standing on the other side of the parking lot fence with her hands extended through the bars, asking again to help "a pregnant and homeless mother to buy bread and lunch meat." Although I have heard it all before, for some reason, I liked her style. And it may be because Abby met with the Hyde Park Pro-lifers today or my insane love of honey-ham lunch meat myself, but I just had a picture of some little kiddo eating a PB&J when they should be eating a meaty sub. Needless to say, at the end of the day, I was out $5.50.
Noob.
Noob.
3.14.2011
Green Weekend in Chicago
This pooch wins on more than one level.
Bean.
What about the boat times?
Windy mothalickin' City.
4 o'clock cat nap. No prob.
3.09.2011
21st birthdays and first (legal) drinks
Michelle is finally 21!! Chocolate fondue and champagne to ring in another year for our dear roommate!
Restorative Justice
It might be because of my vastly incomplete but somewhat in-depth knowledge of psychology, but the concept of restorative justice seems to be psychology in its most basic form. Based on secondhand knowledge of the prison system, corrective facilities are in-fact more crippling than corrective. As far as constructive punishment is concerned, restorative justice is our only option as a progressive nation. Kathy Bankhead walked us through this widely misunderstood and unused practice and advocated for a nationwide, restorative justice program. The argument comes down to a simple dichotomy:
Punishment vs. Restoration
According to Kathy, in order to accomplish "justice that heals," three elements need to be present and involved, the offender, the victim and the community. Having all parties present provides a progression of necessary steps towards justice. When the offender is not only held responsible by the victim and community but personally holds responsibility for his/ her actions, only then does justice present itself as the ultimate goal. When the offender holds responsibility, only then can amends be made between the offender and the victim and community.
Although a great concept when presented via statistically-supported, case studies showing successful usage of restorative justice, I am not convinced that this type of justice system is realistic in modern American society. This skepticism comes from the assumption that the victim is capable of making amends with the offender. I thought a good point was raised when Kathy was asked whether she thought that restorative justice could be applied every type of crime. The majority of her examples of cases involving restorative justice were involving youth offenders. I would be interested in understanding more about how restorative justice has been used, and more specifically, has shown to be successful in cases involving adult offenders. Also addressed, however minimally and not convincingly, was the question as to whether rape is an applicable type offense that would be able to be dealt with using restorative justice. I think it is important to understand how different levels of psychological damage and the severity of the crime effects the outcome of a restorative justice case. I can imagine that a seemingly horrendous crime that would traditionally be considered unforgivable could in-fact be resolved using alternative punishment in which all three components are involved. I am not convinced, however, that the task of getting all three components to cooperate is realistic at this point. I assume that is the main goal of the Community Justice Center and similar centers, most of which at this point remain few and far between. I think that it would be hard to argue that a more restorative approach to sentencing is not needed in our society.
3.03.2011
Frozen Yogurt Experience
I just had the most expensive FroYo on the planet. This just will not do.
Must. Find. Cheaper.
Must. Find. Cheaper.
3.02.2011
Mr. DuSable.
The DuSable Museum of African American History is a highlight so far since being in Chicago. The museum is named after the first non-Native American settler to live permanently in Chicago. He was African American, and subsequently written out of history (seems to be a common theme in African American history). The collection is pretty phenomenal for starting as the personal collection of Margaret Burroughs and growing to the size it is now. They have a photography exhibit on loan from the Smithsonian right now called "Let Your Motto be Resistance" as well as a real-life Harold Washington, swear to goodness, that talks and moves and uses hand gestures. In case you didn't know, Harold Washington was the first and only African American mayor of Chicago in the 80's. Pretty big deal. It was also a pretty big deal when he died of a heart attack while in office so seeing him in the "flesh," if you will, is a little disconcerting, but more silly than anything else. I can't wait to go back and spend my Sunday in the museum. Anyone who comes to visit, be ready to spend a few hours in this gem. Read up.
http://www.dusablemuseum.org/
http://www.dusablemuseum.org/
3.01.2011
Brother Outsider
Check out the film's website: http://rustin.org/?page_id=2
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