Thursday, May 6, 2010

Desdemona character analysis

Desdemona from Othello embodies what most would believe to be the perfect woman. She is loyal and trusting, innocent and pure, and her inner beauty is only matched by her outer experience. Her somewhat naïve personality however, leaves her exposed to the more worldly individuals, those who have learned how to take advantage of others through experience. What initially attracts many to Desdemona proves to be her downfall, and her inexperience with the evils of the world leads to her demise. One's innocence attracts all types, yet this attraction may become lethal.

Desdemona does not know how to be unloving to one in need. When Cassio does not know how to amend his friendship with Othello, she willingly lends a helping hand. Her vow to “perform it to the last article” is fulfilled when her death is caused by her loyalty to this friendship. Desdemona is also completely blinded by her love for Othello. “Unkindness may do much, And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.” This quote could be said to summarize all of the character of Desdemona. Her own words foreshadow her death, yet her love for her husband keeps her from seeing the truth of this statement. Desdemona does not know how not to love even those who, whether intentionally or unintentionally, mean her harm.

The loyalty Desdemona feels towards all she meets keeps her from seeing their true colors. Her trust in the Moor, that he was born without jealousy, keeps her from noticing the changes in his everyday demeanor. Her loyalty to her husband also displays her innocence of the world. When Desdemona asks Emilia if there are really women who would cheat on their husbands, she puts her lack of worldly experience on display for all to see. Her ignorance of how the world works, and her supposedly trusting husband's belief in false statements, eventually leads her to the ultimate betrayal.

The attributes of one such as Desdemona appear to be the perfect qualities that a woman can possess. Yet it is these same seemingly wonderful qualities that turn against their host, blinding them to the realities of society. Her trust in her husband does not allow her to see the beast he has become. Her loyalty to her friends blurs how the relationship may be seen from outside sources. Overall, this “perfect” Desdemona leads herself to her death, yet has no knowledge of doing so while on her life's journey.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Desdemona Quotes and Lyrics

Quote: “But here's my husband, And so much duty as my mother showed To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor my lord.”

Lyrics: "Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too” John Mayer “Daughters”

Quote: “Assure thee, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last article.”

Lyrics: "For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right” Celine Dion "Because You Loved Me"

Quote: “And but my noble Moor Is true of mind, and made of no such baseness As jealous creatures are, it were enough To put him to ill thinking.”

Lyrics: "Some trust in union, some in innocence
Some trust in fear and some trust in fortune
Some trust in everyone and some just get away.” The Fray “Some Trust”

Quote: “Unkindness may do much, And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.”

Lyrics: "All that I'm really looking for
Is undying love
Whatever may come, I have to believe
It's more than just a dream” Kemopetrol “Undying Love”

Quote: “Dost thou in conscience think, tell me, Emilia, That there be women do abuse their husbands In such gross kind?”

Lyrics: “Everybody cheats,
But you gotta know how, you gotta know when” Xscape “My Little Secret”

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Thursday, January 28, 2010

list poem-India

Droughts and flash floods
Thunderstorms and earthquakes
teeming with infectious diseases
Only ten years of expected education
How can they hope to change?
Slums adjacent to high rises
Telemarketers leave work
Return to their tin roof homes wth burlap beds
Consume meals spiced with cardamom with their families
An area populated for over two thousand years
With a life expectancy under seventy
Progression is unknown

Monday, January 25, 2010

poem

The mind is a bazaar
Words flow throughout its pathways
Foul-stenched to be verbs are bought only by little children
Lumbered away by the more complex cerebral cortex
Who prefers vivid beautiful descriptions
Along with the occassional insomniac who comes stumbling from a dark alleyway
Their purchases grow
Until pen is put to paper
And the embodiment of the goods creates a work of art
Formally known as a poem

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

billboard

http://jddk2209.glogster.com/brotherhood/

I would place my billboard on the corner of 41 and Victoria Street, right by St. Francis. This would make it easy to be seen by children who can understand the simple drawings and message. Also, that intersection is seen by many commuters everyday, and I believe the message of not selling yourself out for money cannot be stretched enough in today's society.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Paddy Clarke Snippet

We thought she was an alien. We would be swimming in the pool, Laura, Nick, Daniel, Nicole, Joshua. We always played this game. If she came to the window you hid behind your boogie board so that she couldn't suck out your brains. If you saw the curtains move but weren't fast enough, you were out.
-I'm not out.
-Yes you are, you didn't hide. Your brains are gone.
I was always the first out or the first one picked on. Just because I was the youngest. I thought being at my house would help but it never meant anything. Just that if we needed something I had to go get it. Daniel knew where everything was too, but he always made me do it.
We didn't know that Misses Edick wasn't a real alien. We'd look up and see her starring outside from her window, and just knew she was always watching us. She was a nice lady though. When I had to learn Polish for a school project, she was the one who taught it to me. She always bought from my school fundraisiers too. But none of that mattered if she was an alien. Her buying cookie dough and cheese from me just gave her stuff to eat with our brains.
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I couldn't hop the fence. Laura, Nick, Daniel, Nicole, and Joshua could, but not me. They always had to get a chair for me to climb onto and a chair for me to step onto on the other side. They always complained but usually they did it. If not then I had to walk all the way around the block to get to Laura and Nick's house. When I was younger they used to just lift me over. But I guess I got too old for that. They tried to teach me, and sometimes I'd get to the top, but I'd get stuck. It hurt to sit on the top of the fence. I could never get my other leg over without getting hurt. Finally they gave up.
-Hey guys, coming over.
-Ok, I'll go get the chairs.
They weren't the nice chairs that had cushions. They were just the plastic flimsy ones that tipped over if you stepped too close to the edge. I didn't feel too bad about stepping on those chairs.
Kathy told me that when I was a baby, she'd lift me over the fence and play with me. Whenever her sister saw her she'd take me and walk all the way around the block and give me back to my mom. I don't know why her sister didn't let me stay. They were both grown-ups. I used to go over and make mud pies in their garden. They never complained. Sometimes Kathy would even help.
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She had a huge backyard. We'd play manhunt and hide and go seek and tag, and someone would always hide behind her house. There were no fences, but she always got mad if she saw us back there. During the day we'd play baseball or catch, or I'd pick the pinecones off the tree. It was huge, and I'd count the number of seeds still in each pinecone. She didn't mind us being there during the day, or maybe she jus didn't notice. The backyard made it easier to go to Laura's house or our house. You could get to Nicole and Josh's house too, but it was easier to just walk. At night, we would hide below the window or behind the tree and wait. If she heard us, she would lean out the big window and yell at us.
-You kids get out of my backyard or I'm calling the cops.
She was only mean when we were playing though. Every Christmas she would give me and Daniel a giant plastic candy cane filled with chocolate kisses. She was an old lady with red hair who lived in a green house. Sometimes we'd hide next to her car too, but she never noticed.
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Connie loved animals. She had bunnies and fish, but her favorite were her birds. We'd go over there across the street every once in a while to play with the animals. She was really nice and always gave us stuff, like jewelry she had made or candy. She taught us how to sew, and showed us some of her paintings. Alot of them were pretty flowers. During the summer she'd play kickball in the streets with us if we needed another person. She was an adult, but she almost acted like a kid. One day I was over there and she was watching TV. A show came on called Sex and the City and she sent me home. When I asked why she said I was too young to see that show. I don't remember my mom's reaction.