Sunday, October 25, 2015

Guilt in Maus


In Maus, Art Spiegelman has to endure many different types of guilt; survivor's guilt, the guilt of Anja’s suicide, and the guilt of never truly being able to create a novel great enough to remember all of the victims of the holocaust. He copes with this by creating his novel, keeping himself busy, but ignoring the shame only makes it worse for him. On page 44, Art Spiegelman addresses his feelings of guilt with his therapist. The therapist blames Vladek for being the source of Art’s guilt even saying that Art is the “real” survivor. Art Spiegelman draws himself getting smaller and smaller to represent how the weight of his guilt literally makes him feel like nothing. This scene clearly depicts the true feelings of guilt, from Art’s shrinking size, his posture, and the dark shading of his surroundings.
I had never really thought of what “survivor's guilt” meant before reading Maus. It was really interesting to see how the Spiegelman family all dealt differently with their traumatic past. Vladek took his anger out on his second wife, Anja took her own life, and Art wrote a graphic novel. I never  thought that writing a mere comic book could have such a great impact on one’s mental health. In a way, Maus is therapeutic to Art because he has to face his family’s past, to truly understand his own identity.
Everyone has to do endure somewhat of the same guilt that Art has to learn to deal with too. Whether a family member dies, or you tell just a small lie to your parents, your thoughts are swarmed with, “what if’s?” The guilt of your actions shouldn’t define you, but just like Art, you have to confront your past in order to move on and live your life.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

What happens to peoples’ identities when they are not considered citizens in their own country?

When people aren’t considered citizens in their own country, they are looked upon by others as enemies. They are also referred to as a whole, being stripped of any individualistic qualities they have left. In the holocaust, this means they anyone with a star on their jacket was a “Jew,” as if that three letter word described everything about them. Eventually, they became just a number that was tattooed on their arm and one of the millions of striped uniforms.


On page 83 of volume one, Art Spiegelman sketched the dead mice as the main focus of the whole page. Also, he makes the Star of David really stand out in contrast to their dark uniforms. His purpose was to show that to the Nazis, their religion was all that mattered. They even referred to their deaths as “examples.” The fact that people were killed for a mere example makes my heart drop.

The same thing is happening in the US, but on a somewhat smaller scale. During Amer Zahr TED talk, he talks about how the term, “terrorist,” is used to describe someone who is Arab and how the words, “depressed,” or “mentally ill,” refer to caucasians. His talk really made me think how even our government, our news, and our leaders are degrading other races without even considering other terms. Isn’t the United States supposed to be the “melting pot?” Aren’t we as Americans supposed to embrace other cultures? Instead, we tend to think if someone isn’t necessarily white then they aren’t American. This issue will not resolve until everyone understands that no matter what, race, religion, or sexuality, we are all American. Diversity is what makes America beautiful.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Feminism in My Life


Even though “Feminism for Everybody” is over 15 years old, Belle Hooks reveals a universal truth that still hold true to today’s feminist movement, “... women could not band together to further feminism without confronting our sexist thinking. Sisterhood could not be powerful as long as women were competitively at war with one another” (Hook 3.)

I agree completely with what Bell Hooks is saying. Not only are harsh words degrading to your own reputation, but speaking out about others can affect how others think of your friends as well. It’s our obligation as females to support one another instead of putting down each other down all the time.

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Just this week, I played a football game with thirty five other girls in my grade. When we were out on that field, we forgot about all the unnecessary drama and gossip that happened before the game. We played for each other. We cheered for each other. We left everything we had on the field. When we came together, the outcome was amazing. We were the first juniors in years to beat the seniors. This is the perfect example of how girls must put the past behind us to form a “sisterhood.”


While reading “Feminism for Everybody,” I never thought that her ideals could be applied to me, especially the same day as reading it. Her words and this experience taught me that you accomplish anything with the support of others. Also, that feminist values can be found in everyday life.

Sunday, October 4, 2015

The Relatable Struggle That is Life




David Foster Wallace is the Taylor Swift of literature. Both of them write about situations that just about everyone can relate to.

See? Relatable.


What I’m trying to say is that Wallace’s piece, “This is Water,” was definitely my favorite that we have read so far. For example,Wallace wrote, “It is extremely difficult to stay alert and attentive instead of getting hypnotized by the constant monologue in your head” (Wallace 234.) We are all guilty of zoning out in the middle of class, or totally forgetting that you had to walk the dog before your dad gets home (yup, just happened to me.) I think that it is so interesting that Wallace can write about something so obvious, so self-evident, and still get an overwhelming reaction from his audience.

On the other hand, I think that writing these kinds of pieces may have negatively impacted Wallace’s mental health. He definitely had a different way of thinking. He was a genius, but also analyzed everyday social situations a little too deeply. Of course, I think this piece is so compelling because he wrote about the common struggle (that isn't even really a struggle.) But now I also realize that it's dangerous to always be aware of your everyday obstacles. It seems like through Wallace’s words that living from day to day is a constant battle. When, sometimes, going to the supermarket isn’t THAT bad. Even if the line to the cashier is out through the door, at least I have food to eat. I’m not saying that we should roam through life like living zombies, but we should just take a deep breath, stop overthinking everything, and just live your life. Easier said than done, of course, but I’m pretty sure Taylor Swift would agree.