Sunday, January 30, 2011

Is Ignorance Really Bliss?

This weekend I had lunch with a loved one. As we sat down to eat by White Bridge Road, she informed me that she will be going on a cruise later this spring. I was instantly excited for her and began asking for all the fun details. It sounded like all of her plans were lining up for the cruise of a lifetime, jam packed with Caribbean conviviality, poolside luxury, and an Atlantean water park. Yes, everything was perfect, until she mentioned one final maritime activity... swimming with the dolphins.


On January 28, 2010, I probably would have immediately offered a high five and done my best to hide my envy. On January 28, 2011, however,  my opinion was quite the contrary.

Upon hearing this announcement, I began to pretend that I was cool with her news, but I quickly came to the reality that I had to voice my opinion. Politely, I prefaced the forthcoming rant by saying "Please don't take this as disrespectful. I'm not telling you how to live your life, but this is something I'm passionate about and as someone who loves you, I have to tell you the truth."

Basically, every time someone pays to swim with dolphins, they're supporting a business that promotes the capture and slaughter of aquatic mammals, an issue made famous through the Academy Award winning documentary, The Cove. Analogically, swimming with the dolphins is to supporting dolpin capture/slaughter as purchasing Nike is to supporting sweatshop labor. Not to single out Nike, lots of businesses do this, but this is the first one that came to mind.


My friend paused and posed the question, what if the dolphins are born in captivity and it would be against their own safety to release them into the wild? I thought for a moment and responded. Since people are making profit off of these dolphins, isn't that the same as a slaver master saying it would be unsafe to release child slaves, since the world outside their brick kiln is dangerous?

The table immediately went silent and everyone went back to eating lunch. After a few moments, I believe she remarked something along the lines of wishing she hadn't heard that, as it ruins all the magic of swimming with the dolphins. I was later asked by another party at the table if I acted like a downer around my other friends. I quickly responded that I had no ambition of being a downer, but I had to be sincere and honest about the issue. I didn't enjoy being called a downer, but this raised an interesting question. Is ignorance really bliss?

I also have to wonder if it's a western mentality, or just a thought process of the "Haves", that make us more than happy to enjoy luxuries as long as we can hold a blind eye to injustices the "Have Nots" must face in order to secure such comforts. Just a thought.

When I think of ignorance and bliss, I think of The Matrix.



Not to spoil the plot, but truthfully, you've had a decade to see the movie, so I don't feel bad about giving away the story. In The Matrix, the wasteland that was once earth has been taken over by machines that grow and harvest humans in pods above ground. These poor souls are plugged into a system, a dream world, known as the matrix, which is very realistic simulation of a human world. Below the earth's surface, the surviving free humans fight to stay alive, unplugging their brothers and sisters from the matrix when time allows. One particularly ordinary plugged-in human, named Anderson, is approached by a group of rebels led by Laurenece Fishburne. These rebels offer Mr. Anderson the choice of taking the red pill or the blue pill, which sets the stage for a great quote. "You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes." Needless to say, Anderson takes the red pill, challenging the idea that ignorance is bliss. 


Does this look like bliss to you?
Long story short, Neo becomes "The One" and spends the rest of the Matrix Trilogy defying the machines in order to save humanity. If Neo had adversely chosen the blue pill, accepting that ignorance is bliss, it would have been game over for humanity. Of course, this is only a movie, but I think we can grasp the idea.

In the end, I come to the conclusion that yes, ignorance is bliss, but such ignorance comes at a price. It would feel like such a lifted burden if I could go back to my childhood days, when the greatest concern of my day was tying my shoes, but I feel like God calls us to something higher.

When coming to terms with the fact that my bashing of dolphin capture was being perceived as a downer, I was reminded of John 15. Jesus tells his disciples, "18 If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. 19 If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you."

I do apologize if I have or will put a damper on your day by discussing such uncomfortable issues, but in good faith, I believe we are called to rise above the urge to remain comfortably ignorant. Of course, this is easier said than done, but I'm giving it my best shot. Anyway, back to the lunch table.

After a nice rant on dolphin slaughter and child labor, we transitioned to talking about school and family, enjoying the rest of our meal together in peace. Over the next 24 hours, I felt disheartened for having to share such blunt feelings, but I continued to remind myself of Jesus' words from John 15. I look back now, a few days down the road, and feel really happy I was able to overcome my own discomfort to plant this seed in the minds of my loved ones.

As for dolphins, you may read this entry and think, "I could really care less for dolphins." If so, I won't combat your feelings, but I want you to be aware that everything has a balance, especially the ocean, which we so often take for granted. With dolphin slaughter, whaling, overfishing, and pollution, we continue to to stab at our planet's greatest resource. If we don't get a hold of this, we could someday be looking at an oceanic fallout. So, maybe dolphins are a bit more important than we think... To learn more about this, please visit SaveJapanDolphins.org

With this being said, I do not want to end on a down note. I know for a fact that humanity is innovative and marvelously resilient. With God's love, I feel that there is no problem we can not overcome. And in the end, Christ will take care of us, so we need not be afraid. In Revelation 1, John illustrates, "17 When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead. Then he placed his right hand on me and said: “Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. 18 I am the Living One; I was dead, and now look, I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades."




We do live in a broken world, but as Christians, I believe it is our job to overcome ignorance and shine the kingdom of God on earth.

Shine on, brothers and sisters.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Magnolia Productions Presents Jill & Logan

On January 14th, 2011, my friend Jackson and I shot our first 3 camera wedding as Magnolia Productions. This beautiful wedding featured our friends, Jill Thompson & Logan Hartline (now Mr. & Mrs. Hartline), making their sacred vows in Union Station, a historic hotel located in downtown Nashville. I had a fantastic time hanging out with the Hartlines and their friends as we captured this monumental day in high definition. In closing, I'd like to wish Jill & Logan major congratulations. Their wedding day was truly one of a kind and I am honored to have been a part of it. 

To view Jill & Logan's one of a kind Wedding Day Highlight, please click HERE!

Unleashed

Last night I volunteered to photograph "Unleashed", the Nashville Humane Association's (NHA) first dog fashion show. Going in, I had no idea what to expect, but walking out, I could not have enjoyed my Saturday night any more. It was fascinating to meet so many canine enthusiasts and learn about their pet passion. Everyone was very eager to introduce themselves, their dogs, and share their stories. After volunteering with NHA, I can really appreciate the work they are doing for pets here in Nashville. Many of the dogs you will see below have either been adopted or are waiting for someone (like you???) 
to step up to the plate and give them a wonderful home. For the record, the first dog you 
will see on my photo list is Mazzy, a jack russel terrier mix with a hear of gold, and as
of 9pm last night, she had yet be placed with a loving owner. I understand that getting a dog is a
big commitment, but if you think you're ready, NHA is a great place to find your new best friend!









Saturday, January 22, 2011

Anteaters' Ball 2011

Over the last four years, Anteaters' Ball has been a huge part of my life. I have many a fond memory from singing and dancing my heart out on stage w/ my anteater brothers & flamingo sisters. As I graduated last May, Anteaters' Ball 2011 marked the first of its kind where I was a spectator, not a performer. While it is sad that one chapter has come to an end, it is inspiring to see a new chapter begin. 
I want all of my friends in APX & PKS to know that they put on one fantastic show and I'm incredibly proud of their efforts to raise funds against malaria. You guys are amazing. 

Oh, and ants suck.














Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

A Fond Memory From The South Bronx

One January afternoon working in South Bronx PS 179, I met a jolly little boy in the crowded lunchroom. His name was Jose and he was in the fifth grade. As I was a college aged white kid, Jose inherently knew I was with Camp Shiloh, a summer camp that gives kids & teens of NYC the chance to get out of the big city, experience the countryside, and most importantly, learn about God.

I've really enjoyed my experiences working with students in the South Bronx, but in the back of my mind I always wondered how much of an impact our presence in public school 179 was making. Jose, who I discovered is a regular at camp Shiloh, would gladly resolve my pondering.

After the introductory basics (name/grade/thoughts on the Yankees), I posed a question to Jose. His answer will forever warm my heart. I asked him "So, Jose, what's your favorite thing about Shiloh?" Without a moment of hesitation, he looked me in the eye and said, "I just really like getting to learn about God." Expecting the answer to revolve around playing games, picking on lifeguards, or sleeping in cabins, I was nearly rendered speechless (And anyone who has spent any amount of time around me will attest that speechless is seldom a fitting description). After taking a moment to collect myself, I looked at Jose and said in the most articulate way possible, "Dude. That is the coolest thing I have ever heard."As soon as I got these words out, the lunch lady called for Jose's class and he joined the heard of his fellow fifth graders as they exited the lunchroom. All I could do was smile as my new little hispanic friend skedaddled out of sight. My heart was warmed.

Reflecting on this experience, I've really come to see the beauty of my annual winter New York City mission trip. Even though the city may present a level of arctic chill that my southern body can barely tolerate, knowing that our efforts are really changing lives in the Bronx keeps me warm inside. And in the end, even if Jose were the only child we reached, it would still all be worth the while.

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