Sure thing!

Alright so I loved this! I was cracking up throughout the entire thing. Personally I think the bell is kinda like a do-over button. Each character uses it multiple times when the conversation has reached an akward point and can go no further. The bell saves the conversation but at the same time changes the character. During the middle of the Diolouge Bill is constantly questioning the answers he is giving Betty and they build a relationship off of false answers. It makes you wonder if their relationship lasted. They only give answers that please one another.... Bill lies about where he went to school and how much of Faulkner he has read.... where do the lies end and where does truth begin? sure Thing is funny, but the reality of it is slighty disturbing. How many times do we go about questioning everything we say to people? We change what we say all the time depending on our company. Sure thing. Where is the truth in what we say?

And do you thing that this play had a happy ending? Or are these people dooming themselves to a realtionship built on false facts that will only end in heart ache?

Lonely Hearts

This was an interesting poem is was laid out much like a singles add in a newspaper. Rather than having a single speaker for this poem there are many. They all seek one thing... for their wishes to come true. Some seem fed up with their lifestyle and desire a change, some crave acceptance. All lonely in North London craving someone to call their own. It's a sad poem, as if the reader has pity on them. I was also thinking that this may be from the perspective of the speaker who is reading these adds, when reading them the speaker is taking us through what they see. Some the reader sees pity, but it takes a twist as if the reader is mocking some of the writers, deeming the desperate. Just a thought....

Driving to Town Late to Mail a Letter

Cold and snowy night, and the street is deserted... at the beginning of the poem you almost see something bad happening. Cold and snowy suggest a gloominess, but the poem is a pleasant tone. "Alone at last" the speaker seems to sigh. You wonder what letter is so important that it must be mailed that snowy night, perhaps a letter to a relative or love interest. The poem does not assign a gender to the speaker, meaning it could be anyone. A person simply driving to the mail box, alone, and seems to enjoy and crave the alone time. You wonder why they are driving alone and why they enjoy it so much.... but you can also relate. At times many of us crave to just be left alone! There are limited places though, sometimes there is no where to just be alone. On cold and snowy nights people just want to get home a fast as possible and sit with there families, but for the speaker this is a time that he or she can finally be alone and at peace.

Tired Sex

This poem was very short and very simple. It really has nothing to do with it's title, I think the deeper meaning in the poem is about how bored this speaker is. "I catch myself yawning. Through the window. I watch that sparrow the keeps batting around."
There is a sense of boredom, the speaker seems to just be going through the daily motions of life and near the end it seems the speaker is procrastinating on doing homework.
Haven't we all felt this way at one point in our lives... "Gah... I'm so freaking bored, and I really couldn't careless about this reading assignment." yet your teacher encourages you to read it "It's great literature. " This poem is very easy to relate to, I have felt this tiredness of life in general, just bored with everything. By batting the pages around in the book suggest that the speaker is only skimming through and not really paying attention.
The poem was interesting... it had a deeper meaning which surprised me.

Harrison Begeron

Harrison Bergron... This story was a bit trippy, it reminded me a lot of Fahrenheit 451 with how the government has taken control of free thought. It kinda made me think about democrats too, how they like a lot of government involved and how may be that will take the turn for the worst... It is very possible you know. How crazy would it be to be limited by handicaps that the government felt you should wear? In fact all the handicaps did not make people equal but it made the more different. The prettier you are the uglier the mask you were forced to wear. What about deaf and blind people, I mean we should be equal to them too, shouldn't we? Just gauge out your eyes plug your ears and pull out your tongue and you'd still be a threat to a paranoid government...... So what is a person to do? I think the government in the story would be perfectly happy if people just started suicide clubs and then they wouldn't have to deal with anything anymore... Interesting... don't you think?

Ticktockman

So I really loved this story its probably the best one we've had to read so far.
This made me think about where we as a society will be in the future, we worry a lot about now.
I know I am constantly looking at my phone to see if another minute has pasted because I always think I have somewhere better to be. This story was pretty scary if you think about it, all the times you are just a minute late all adding to take years off your life.
I believe the author wrote this story as a warning, rather than worrying about being late why not sit back and make EVERY minute of your life count. What really shocked me was the mother that wished the sentence from the Ticktockman to be for her husband, or one of her children anyone but herself. I wonder if our world was that brash about time, how many years would you have shaved off your life? Would you change and start to be on time, or would you be like Ernie and be i silly and actually try to enjoy the time you have.
I personally would want to be like Ernie and enjoy the time I have even if it is limited.

So if you ever encounter the Ticktockman... just tell him to "Get Stuffed".

-Alex

The Saboteur

This story was kinda of slow in the being... "Aw a 'happy new couple'"and then all the sudden it took on a new sort of twist. The police man instigated Mr. Chiu 's negative reaction by throwing hot tea at the feet of himself and his bride's. You sympathize with the man, he was only trying to get home from a long honeymoon and exhausted by illness.
So you just gotta feel sorry for the poor guy. I did admire his persistence he constantly asked 'why' which if you think questioning the government in a communist society will most likely get you no where productive. He was a scholar and as far as he was concern these police were pigs looking for a good time, and exercising their authority in unnecessary ways. Now whenever Mr. Chiu saw the folder on his case he wondered how the could have that much paper work within an hour. It makes you wonder if what the officer said was true; were they in fact eyewitness statements, was the officer bluffing or foraged? Or do the police have so much control over that region that can manipulate society to provide false statements? ... It makes you wonder. I found it quite humorous though that Mr. Chiu was able to get his revenge, I wonder if some of the police who arrested him were among the three hundred people that died because of the 'mysterious' hepatitis outbreak.... Hmmm.

-Alex