I need *your* help. (And all of your friends and all of their friends…)
0Last summer I was trying to ensure that I had enough loan capacity to make it to my graduation date, I even took a half quarter off to ensure that the financial aid office could do the math with the academic advisors and verify. After a week I was told that ‘yes, you will definitely make it’.
They were either a) wrong, b) lying, or c) didn’t do the work.
On Thursday, I was informed that the funds would be not nearly enough to graduate. Four classes from graduating, and they decide they now require an extra several thousand dollars to make it to my graduation day.
So there is the rock, now on to the hard place.
I have a decent and responsible budget set in my house. I can buy healthy food and drink the occasional adult beverage if I so choose. I am changing my personal vehicle to one that gets twice the gas milage, and costs half of the insurance. I have budgeted for my impending student loan payments.
It’s not enough to absorb what they want for these last four classes. Had I known a year ago, I could have prepared. The situation is very much like the surprise balloon payment or adjustable rate mortgage ballooning payments by 3000%; but instead of trying to repo my home, they are trying to repossess my professional future. I have a lot of not nice names for it, but that isn’t the point. I need to make this money happen. If nothing else, I don’t want to give the bastards the satisfaction of four grueling years of work for nothing. I should have heeded the warning bells when I saw the graduation rate was in the middle percentile. I didn’t and now my future is being held ransom by a greedy institution with no honor or commitment to its students’ success.
So, here is where you come in. I am not going to ask you for donations. I understand that people are willing to help their fellow man and I think it is one of the highest honors to be a recipient of such help; I can give you something of value for that money. I am asking to conduct commerce with *you,* dear reader. For a small investment, I can show you how I see the world through my eyes.
Once a week, I will post to my tumblr (at http://kuhfeldt.tumblr.com ) five images and five paypal links. These images will be the week’s 8X10 photographs that are available for a limited time. I will put out a notification like this one that they are available and ready to order. The price for the images will be seven dollars. This includes the cost of the print, postage, handling, and mailer. Shortly after your order and payment is received, your order will be mailed by first class USPS mail and you should receive your order fairly quickly. The next week will bring new images at seven dollars, and the previous week’s will be nine dollars and if there are any, the previous week’s images before that will be eleven. After the images have been available for three weeks, I will delete the 8×10 scaled image file and *never* again offer it in 8×10 or larger size.
Christmas Morning, 2010
0this morning and the weeklong stagger that brings us to our New Year.
I keep finding it inferred that as a Non-Christian, I should be
offended by the thought of Christmas (or Hanukkah /Kwanza since I am
neither Jewish nor Black (but to a far lesser effect, for obvious
reasons)) and what it “stands for”. What actually makes me feel
offended is the extent that people who are Christian and people who
are not go to offend each other. It feels to me that people are getting hung up on the name of the
holiday than the spirit of the season. I understand that not everyone
feels obliged to explore their spiritual side, and while for some that
is a major component of the season, it is not the only aspect worth
exploring. Too often, I see confrontation over acceptance or at least
tolerance. Part of what makes America great is the fact that our
neighbors are different from us, and do things that we do not do.
Tolerating (perhaps even embracing) that difference makes us stronger
and able to deal with variety and change from any quarter. These are
things that can be carried with us throughout the year, not just a
day, week or month. Let us not practice exclusion, but inclusion. This also pertains to
including ourselves in our communities and neighborhoods. Share the
experiences of your neighbor, as they may see something we do not and
it may better help us understand ourselves. Your beliefs are your
own, but it does not give you license to force them on another human
being. Let us practice unity vice divisiveness. I may not be Christian, but
my neighbor is. Being wished Merry Christmas is not intended as a
curse or a slight, but a wish for peace and joy in my life. Many
folks do not see the world through the eye of others and have only
their own frame of reference. Being wished a Merry Christmas, Happy
Hanukkah or Joyous Yule is akin to an extended good morning and well
wishes for me and mine. Much like a Good Morning wish, it is polite
and just to return the wishes. Respecting each other is the basis of
a good relationship, even if the relationship only occurs at the
mailbox in the evening. Let us practice Compassion over Cruelty. Let us stop the
confrontations over the holiday, and expand our efforts to understand
and care for one another. Whether someone believes there is no God,
many Gods, or one God, they are still a person. They do not care to
be ridiculed for their beliefs or traditions. Embracing and
celebrating our neighbor and the differences between us is more
sensible and caring than widening the rift and being hateful. This season for many is about hope, joy and caring for one another.
We should plant the seeds of the concepts that pour forth at this time
an nurse them though the rest of the year. Treating others as we
would like to be treated is the start of building a great society in
which all are respected and nourished by the care of their fellows.
It’s not easy to do this and we often fail, but by persevering we can
make our world a better place.
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My most recent school assignment was to create an image representative of a person using only their name and a basic image without using their image.
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Haunting Alexandria.
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Tooling around in daylight for a change. (except for one..)
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A little bit before going out to roam the streets.
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More Alexandria African American Heritage Park
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Graves in a park, and The Hat
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