Deaf Schools = Hogwarts?

I once took a course under Dr. Arlene B. Kelly and the course was DST 201 Deaf Culture. It was stimulating course with lots of questions (dumb and intelligent, of course) from the students regarding the "cultural issues".

It was fun. Then one time, between me and Dr. Kelly, she mentioned that she is quite fond of Harry Potter series. Of course, in few days, J.K. Rowlings will unveil her sixth book of Harry Potter series, I thought it is time that I revealed what Dr. Arlene Kelly and I talked about it ... related to Deaf Culture.

She said that there are many comparisons that can be compared between deaf schools and Harry Potter's Hogwarts School. I never thought of that. Dr. Kelly said, if you look at Muggles and non-Muggles ... you can translate that into hearing people and Deaf people. There are non-Muggles living with Muggles, just like Deaf living with hearing parents. Many sent their non-Muggles to Hogwarts, just like many sent to Deaf schools.

If you recall the first movie of Harry Potter when the boats took the students on to Hogwarts School, the students were set back when they saw the massive campus of Hogwarts. This happened to me when I was first thrusted to VSDB when I was 5, I was set back by its massive campus when I saw the campus when Dad drove down the hill on Route 250.

We drove around the campus, I stared on my left side at the sheer size of VSDB sitting on the hill as Dad drove on Lee Highway, I could not believe that I was going to that place, away from hearing world ... for the next 12 years.

Yet, people who graduated from Hogwarts School thought highly of the school, few do not. Just like many Deaf schools across the nation. Many Muggles do not understand what it is like to be non-Muggles but do they give a fuck? No, not really. They often said things sarcastically or dealt with it. Just like we do with hearing people.

There are words, slangs, customes that we embraced that many hearing people do not understand, just like the Muggles fail to understand or accept non-Muggles. Even better, did you notice that the competition between Deaf schools tend to be very fierce at its best whereas when a Deaf team plays hearing team, the Deaf players do not care enough to win some? The non-Muggles played Quidditch fiercely against each other but they won't play against the Muggles. Same thing applies to Deaf schools, they preferred playing against each other but goes ewww against hearing teams.

Then Dad pulled the van to a slow stop by Lee Highway then turned left onto New Hope Road that led us to open view of VSDB sitting on the hill. Then the van went up the hill, Dad pointed to the building on the right side, "Ricky and Gary, your dorm is over there. Hedy and Lily, your dorm is right there."

That's how I was indoctrinated into Hogwarts, really. And you're so jealous ... you have to read in order to fantasize while I *already* lived the way it did for Harry Potter. *flick my hair behind*

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Some Old Things Do Not Change In Cruisy Bars

I had a good laugh with my friend, Spillers, now living in Knoxville. He told me that he went to New Orleans last week just to see what is up on Bourbon Street. Spillers and his friends went to different bars and he ended up having a blast time.

Then it was mentioned that they should check out the bar called The Phoenix / Eagle, the infamous cruising spot where you can see things in its unnatural occurences upstairs, especially in the bathroom. So off to that bar they went!

Spillers said that he was astonished to see a complete blackout on the whole floor upstairs. He went on to mention that it was nearly impossible to do this, that and there. Shortly, he realized that his wallet was missing. He groaned. Again, it was too dark in the bar to crawl around on the floor.

So it was already missing. He was so disappointed. I asked if he lost a lot of cash, he said no. It was about $30 plus four credit cards.

Shortly, he went to the bathroom to piss -- he mentioned that unlike the bar itself, the bathroom is not dark because it has red bulb brightening. He went to the stainless urinal tub only to find his driver's license, one credit card and hotel access card lying in the middle of stainless urinal tub. He had to pick these piss-drenched cards out of the tub!

Yes, he washed it. He said, "Why did not they take this credit card as well?"

This reminded me of a situation with Erik in '94 at Green Lantern in DC. I warned Erik to be aware of his wallet because the upstairs floor is notorious for wallets being pickpocketed, especially in the dark corner at the back of the bar.

Shortly, Erik wandered away from me as I was busy with a friend. Then I looked for Erik. He was drunk so bad -- I asked him where his wallet is. He realized that it was taken. We crawled on the floor searching -- so many penises hits on my forehead. Erik, Anderson, Schledt and I searched for his wallet -- Erik had to crunch some men's penises to get it out of our way. We could not find his wallet. But we found so many cum-filled dollars. We went to the bathroom to haul the trash bin onto the sink and went through it. Erik was crying hysterically.

It was such a drama. It was so dramatic.

Then we went to McDonalds to get us food. Yes, we paid it with cum-filled money. The look on the cashier's face was priceless as Erik splatted the money on the counter. After all, it is legitimate currency, honey.

Then we had to console Erik who said, "Fuck, I have to call Mom to cancel the credit cards! I have to get the driver's license! I have to get Gallaudet ID! I have to get fucking health insurance card from Mom! I have to call bank to secure the account! What a fucking hassle."

Anderson, Schledt and I listened and supported him.

It was 4 AM that we arrived at Erik's dormitory room in Benson Hall. As Erik entered the bedroom, he started to sob as three of us were perplexed and asked him why. Erik jumped and said, "LOOK! LOOK! ON THE BED!"

His wallet was there the whole time.

Gee! Thanks a lot, Erik, for making us to crawl on the floor for your fucking wallet!

Cheers,

R-

Nicolae Carpathia

Damn Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye for doing a shitty job on Desceration and The Remnant. They have yet to make Nicolae Carpathia, as the Devil Incarnate, to terrify the people with his wondrous powers that God permitted him to have during the 7-year tribulations.

He *still* needs the gun to kill people. If I was the Devil Incarnate, I'd use my supernatural powers to slay people. Common sense dictates that you do not *use* handguns to terminate people. It is so low class to use the guns.

And when people got their heads chopped off, Nicolae acted like a sinister child guffawing at it. Lucifer Morningstar would not do that. He used to be the angel, for God's sake! He has the class. He is supposed to be cunning, beautiful, sly, evil but not like a fucking petty child who whined when the seas turned into blood!

C'mon, Lucifer Morningstar, also known as Satan, was God's first and trusted angel until he questioned God's position and fell out of His favor. From there, he knew the prophecies, and it is his job to fuck it up and ruin God's plans, using whatever is necessary -- but using people's guns, missiles and bombs to kill others? What a rip-off.

When the missile hits Petra and suddenly, a mile-long geyser of cold water exploded into the sky, Nicolae was horrified then became a drama queen. C'mon, that is not what Lucifer would have done, he would say in a calm but sinister tone, "So it is true, God ... perhaps, the next time, I shall make an incentive to ruin this." Nicolae *knew* the prophecies, it was his job to fuck up His Plan. But Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye managed to downplay the Antichrist's character into a petty prick who cannot rely on his cohorts to do a decent thing. Perhaps, both authors aspired to be the bona-fide Xians to a point where they cannot imagine what it is like to be evil. They should get in touch with ... me for further explanations in the darkness' common sense. Their loss!

I'm done with two books, up next is Armageddon and Glorious Appearing. Ain't this picture cool? I wish I could find a picture of me bowing a little with that sinister smile.

Cheers,

R-

For Your Amusement

This picture was taken last April by kaybee -- she delayed for many months before sending it to me. I am still wondering why someone had their hands in my face when I was inebriated with kaybee.

Whose hands does it belongs to? Perlis or Regan? And why?

This picture should disprove Antiridor's mythical thesis that I'm evil-consuming, full of rage and anal retentive.

A Gift For Me 3 Weeks Ago: Someone emailed me to check his entry for a small gift that would amuse me. And it did. I thought I should share this with you but for some reasons, I got busy and fell behind with email correspondences. But now I'm catching up. So here is the link!

Cheers,

R-

This Is Funny ... and Absurd!

If you like this stuff ...



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Then visit this cool guy's archives so you can laugh out of your mind.

Stupid ... or fascinating website? Check this out. Your thoughts?

R-

I So Want Him!

OMG! Emergency! SVRS Operator #3210 is so HOT. If you call Sorenson Video Relay Service, try to ask for #3210. I told him that I'll blog about him. He smiled and said, "What is a blog?"

R-

Amazing Editorial

This is utterly amazing, coming from a place that is littered with Xians and conservatives in Staunton and Shenandoah Valley.

The blistering editorial by Staunton's local papers, Staunton News-Leader, regarding the homophobia attack on United Church of Christ in Middlebrook, Virginia was a tone that I did not expect from Staunton News-Leader. The United Church of Christ voted to endorse the same-sex marriage last July 4, 2005 -- setting off the hateful people to attack the church with graffiti and arson.

Cheers to Staunton News-Leader for doing the right thing. Hopefully, it sends a message to the people that hate is not a fixture we should live with.

For further information on the fire on the church, you can read few articles by Staunton News-Leader.

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