Not globalization related, my apologies

Bobby created a song in Logic. I post it on here for him.

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IF you still subscribe to this blog, I suppose I can start blogging again. I miss writing my thoughts about the world on the interwebs, even though I’m no longer in an FSEM. But hey, if my workload slows down and my mind begins to wander at 1am on a Tuesday, this will be the place for me.

Just Rediscovered This Blog After Abandonment

Hello people that ever so kindly still receive feeds from my blog! So it’s summertime and less than a month until I return to the fabulous Mary Wash. A lot has happened since I abandoned this blog in December, so here’s a brief overview:

  • Realized international affairs was my calling
  • Spanish gets on my nerves, hence why I’ll begin German in the fall
  • I got a job
  • Realized psychology isn’t my thing
  • Had a hectic finals week due to the passing of my grandmother
  • Jealousy of Jayne’s adventures

And a few things far and between. However, as I drove around the marvelous countrysides of rural Virginia, my mind once more began to wander to a place where it has been going, to my deceased grandmother and the linage of my genetics.

Mimi, as I so lovingly called her, lived through the epitome of the world and always told me these fabulous stories that incorporate what globalization is really all about. Born and raised in Salisbury, Wiltshire, England, she was the daughter of Alfred Courtney– antique salesman/retired WWI sailor of the Royal Navy/Mayor of Salisbury(1944-1945) and his wife Annie. Some of the stories about him include the following: (1) On April 14, 1912, Sailor Alfred was prepared to board the maiden voyage of a fancy little ship called the RMS Titanic. However, he was intoxicated and picked a fight with another sailor, and was not permitted to board. (2)He met Queen Elizabeth when she was Princess Elizabeth, and thought of her as a snot.  His mother, Emily, had an even richer history correlation. She was born in either 1840 or 1841 in Cornwall. At the age of 16, she married her husband who came from a wealthy family, related to the Earl of Devon, who worked on the very first railroad and died at age 32. Emily was left with 6 children, and worked in a glove factory throughout her life(Industrial Revolution) until she became ill with the “flu”, which left her paralyzed in bed in my grandmother’s childhood home(it isn’t specified what type of flu, but I put my full money on it being the Spanish Influenza due to the time period). She lived to be 99 years old,shortly before WWII broke out.

My grandmother always recalled WWII vividly, as she survived the Battle of Britain and recalls her town being “man-less”(her brother signed up for the war the moment the announcement was made; she said he wasn’t the same when he returned home.)At the age of 18 during WWII, my grandmother met my grandfather, an American soldier and they wed in England and soon had my uncle. She agreed to go back to Appomattox County, Virginia(to live on a farm no less)with him by boat. So alone with her 1 year old son, boarded a ship straight towards Ellis Island to be picked up by my grandfather, who was by then discharged. I won’t go into detail about her trip to Ellis Island, as they are alarming. But for the rest of her life, she kept her British pride and passed it, along with many other stories to me.

In my life since summer, I have been working at a Christian summer camp for elementary kids. On a daily basis I see Koreans, Chinese, and Vietnamese children who are a joy to work with(not to mention they teach me some of their languages), which is surprising due to my location in the world. Globalization.

So yes, my life is ever so increasingly global. But that’s just the day in the life of an International Affairs major.

Final Blog Reflection

So here I am at the end of the road, one full semester of college behind me. Nothing in high school could prepare me for college, no amount of AP classes or dual-enrollment classes could have helped. College was something I had nearly thought about over the course of thirteen years. I never actually thought I’d make here, mainly because I didn’t know what to expect. I was being forced out of my comfortable home in the middle of nowhere in Hicktown, USA and into “the real world”.  Well, I quickly learned the real world is full of earthquakes, aftershocks, tornadoes, and hurricanes. I was shaken by the new culture, the shocks of how much people party, the whirlwind speed of lectures, and the torrents of finals. But everything was new and everything was worldly.

I chose to take my FSEM on Globalization for several reasons: I love learning about the world and I liked the subject when I learned about it in AP Comparative Government. I knew the basis of what globalization was, but I didn’t really know how to separate the pros and cons of it. At the beginning of the course, I was on the borderline of whether I’m pro-globalization or anti-globalization. Today, I am off that fence.

Globalization has helped the world in recent years. It has modernized countries, cities, and economies all over the world. For example, it has allowed communist China to develop a modern capitalist economy, nearly overtaking the United States in world power. Once homogeneous cultures are now experiencing other people’s cultures, making them worldy. Fifty years ago you couldn’t get Thai food in America, but now you just look in the phone book and there it is(and they might even deliver).America is a society of immigrants, myself included(Grandmother came over from England with her American husband in 1946).Globalization has connected the world together since the internet was created. People are communicating from Simpson Library here in Fredericksburg with people in Madrid. All of this seemed impossible thirty years ago, but now it is a reality. Twitter, as I keep stressing, is a major component of globalization. The Arab Spring was partially fueled by Twitter, and when something happens in the world, no matter where, it pops up on Twitter and trends in minutes. The world has gotten smaller, countries are more connected, and the global economy is well….global.

However, I’m more on the anti-globalization side of the fence. I personally think more bad is going to come out of this than good. Yes, I like the internet. In fact, I love the internet. I’m on it way more than I need to be. I check my Facebook, then I check my Twitter, I check my Hotmail, I check my Tumblr, then I check MSN, then I decide I need to check my Twitter again, I listen to Spotify, buy a song on iTunes,then I go on Stumbleupon to distract myself a little more. This is a sad factor of my generation. I feel way more comfortable chatting online than conversing in public, which I feel like will come back to haunt me in the future. I also feel like on the global level, it is going to make the world pay. The homogeneous cultures, like what was in Britain, are going away. When my grandmother lived there, there weren’t many Indians or Pakistanis. Just a troop during World War II, a good deal of American troops, some Irish troops, a few Canadians, a few French, and a couple of Aussies. That was it. Everyone was English, everyone was pretty much Anglican, everyone spoke English(and if you went to school, you learned Latin and French). Now there are mosques everywhere and people from all over the world are immigrated, taking away the British homogeneous. Even though I’m not British and have never been there, I’m proud of my heritage. And it makes me sad to know that the Britain my grandmother grew up in or the Britain my government teacher knew is different(don’t let me get started on the terrorism there, aka. IRA). When it comes to international affairs such as the UN, I feel like we(America) are playing with fire, for example sanctioning North Korea and Iran. I feel like that’s not going to have a good ending as Mr.Ahmadinejad and Mr. Jong-il probably don’t approve. When it comes to the European Union, I feel like it’s taking away each country’s rights. Soon they might develop their own country, Europeanese. By adopting the Euro and allowing free travel across borders, the younger generation thinks of themselves as European, not German, not French, not Italian, but European. Along with the EU monitoring all things monetary, you have countries like Italy and Greece which are collapsing before our eyes and could damage this global economy. The world, in my opinion, is just getting too small for its own good.

I could also go into a few personal reasons why I don’t like globalization, but part of them are scattered around this blog.

Taking this class helped me solidify my viewpoints on globalization. Perhaps one day, my mind will change. I may meet my future husband off EHarmony or I could make it big being a star on Youtube and be the next Rebecca Black. Everything is uncertain. Perhaps my claims above will be proven wrong, and maybe I’ll get an e-mail a couple of years from now from Dr.Greenlaw stating, “Haha Sam, you were wrong”. Until then, I will stand by my belief that globalization is a deal with the devil.


Globalization and the spread of news this week

A couple of days ago, I was on Facebook and a couple of people were saying, “Praying for Emani”. Well, there’s only one person anybody knows with that name from my high school, a person I was really good friends with. So, I Googled her name,expecting all her high school basketball articles/videos would show up,but it directed me to a Hampton Roads/Newport News website. I knew she was going to Christopher Newport University, which is in that area. The article I found wasn’t pleasing. She had been hit head on by a drunk driver, killing two of her friends and leaving her in critical condition.

Through the internet, I found this out.

Today, news broke of another shooting at Virginia Tech, a college where several faculty members I know work at. Two are dead from the account, and as I watch ABC7 out of DC, they are airing CBS7 out of Roanoke, a station I grew up watching. At this moment I’m watching a live stream from ABC13 out of Lynchburg. They are getting information through technology–the Twitters of VT students,trending topics on Twitter, Facebook statuses, and  cell phones.

My thoughts go to both universities this week.


While at the UN and leadership institutes(2007 & 2008 respecitvely), I was fortunate enough to study under Tariq Banuri, who is prominent with different NGOs. His theory was simple and can be paraphrased as this: emissions follow population and that energy is a basic human need.

The world is divided, according to Banuri, between the North and the South, divided by the equator. The Northern hemisphere is substantially modern in comparison to the Southern hemisphere(excluding Australia, etc.) In the modern world, there are different sources of alternative energy, and of course the latest technologies. Third world countries do not have this luxury; they are just starting to well, develop, and gain mass technology and electricity. What’s the source of this energy? Coal. Sure, they could use other sources of power, but they just can’t afford it. “Expansion is constrained not by demand (efficiency, population) but by supply (investment capacity).” Third world countries just don’t have the resources to have clean energy.

So what happens when you get these new factories in a country that doesn’t have emission standards in place?

Extreme pollution.

And what does that cause?

Short term- health problems to the citizens. Disease, contamination, etc.

Long term…if you believe in it- Global warming.



I may pick up on this later.



Environmental impact of globalization: my intro

I cannot wait until Friday’s discussion in class.


I feel as if I might toot my own horn a little bit……as I am… acclaimed expert in the area of environmentalism.


  • Attended the 60th Annual DPI/NGO United Nations Conference: Climate Change, How It Impacts Us All
  • Attended Girl Scouts of the USA’s Climate Change Leadership Institute which featured a ton of speakers from NASA and NGOs. I actually have the flashdrive with me.
  • Featured in a book entitled Generation Green by Linda Siversten
  • Featured in Justine magazine
  • Numerous Girl Scout articles in my local council
  • Participated in a climate change Girl Scout camp
So, I’m going to think about all the stuff I’ve ever heard….and have it condensed into a post before class on Friday.
Sound awesome?
I think so.

Kim Kardashian’s marriage may have lasted 72 days, but other couples keep it coming

(Image from The Washington Post via Twitter)

Alas, as predicted, the world has reached a population of 7 billion people.

7 billion people to live by.

7 billion neighbors.

7 billion people to make friends with.

7 billion people to marry.

7 billion people to reproduce.

7 billion mouths to feed.

7 billion to compete for jobs.

7 billion people to require medical care.

7 billion people to make the Earth a tinier place.


And what does this mean for inhabitants of Earth? I have theories as to what can go wrong.

  • Food shortage: 7 billion people  + the evolution of cities + amount of fertile land(global warming)= lack of food. Simple equation. Food shortages will happen, depending on seasons and whether or not global warming is going to impact us.  I have created a basic equation based upon what I learned at the United Nations: Global warming + rising temperatures= lack of food = hungry/angry people= instability = anarchy = war = doomsday.
  • Residence: If the population continues to grow(which it will), where will everyone go? China and India continue to grow exponentially and already have the highest populations in the world. Cities are continuously becoming more crowded all over the world, and annexing other areas. Where will all these new people live?
  • Age divide: The modern world(US, UK,etc.) has older people because of the technology and improvements on health. There isn’t a population increase in the United States, as we are still in war-time and most people,men and women, work steady jobs and are no longer popping out 5 children to help on the family farm. However, in the developing countries, the population continues to rise(India). It could be very possible that the world could become old people vs. young people. How would this play in on governments?
Granted, the possible scenarios I have created could or could not happen. They are just theories that popped into my mind.

Congratulations on the success thus far, Earth. My condolences, Kim.


After being caught in an intensive crossfire of discussion today my mind wandered into oblivion on how messed up my culture is and began to question if I had lost anything of what I once was and whether or not it was drastic or not and questioning should I regain my old culture or continue to be content with what I have now

As the long title implies, I am lost in thought at the moment. So, with my roommate out of the room and at Jepson, I began to talk to myself(no,I didn’t answer myself). During this thinking-out-loud session, I realized another portion of my quarter-life-crisis.

And here we have the ever so fabulous, bustling, thriving Rustburg, VA. Located 35 minutes from Lynchburg and 20 minutes from Appomattox, and an hour away from North Carolina, Rustburg is your normal hick town. The blue building on your left is the Rescue Squad, to the right of the Rutian sign is the elementary school(not pictured), in the distance you can see the closed-down gas station(one of two), and a glimpse of the century old middle school.

I’ve made posts about this place, or hell-hole, as I once called it, so I won’t go into detail. Instead, I’ll just talk about myself.

My parents are both Rustburg natives, my dad is 58 and is the youngest of five children, and the son of a highway worker and I forget what his mother did.The land where my house is has been in his family for GENERATIONS. It’s a dirt road, surrounded by trees. The house he grew up in is still there–it’s next door to us(my house was built on an old corn field) and my mother’s mom currently resides there. My dad is your good ole’ redneck. Loves country music(and Bob Segar), has a thick accent,has dark burned skin(but his great grandmother was Cherokee, and you can see that in his face structure), has Confederate bumperstickers on his Ford F150, watches NASCAR(he’s the world’s biggest Bill Elliot fan…he even got to meet him a couple of times) , the SPEED channel, and CMT religiously, and prefers none other than an ice cold beer when he gets in from work(he’s an auto-mechanic and manager). My mother is 52(even though she likes to act as if she’s in her 20’s), and is also the youngest of five children. Her father was from Buckingham Country, and was a soldier in WWII, and later became a semi-truck driver. Her mother is from Salisbury, England(she met my grandfather when he was stationed in Britain).My mother is somewhat of a redneck,as she loves horses and has an accent) but more than anything, she still believes it’s the 1970’s. I never really understood how my parents get along, but they do.

So here’s where I come in….the only child. When I was younger, I was a Daddy’s girl because Mom was always working until nighttime. Dad and I would watch CMT in the morning before he took me to the local diner for breakfast, then he’d take me to school. We spent a lot of time together, and I was exposed to his culture a lot, and I took pride in it. However, when I was 7, my mom got diagnosed with fibromyalgia and had to quit working. So she and I started spending more time together. I never picked up on the horse thing, but I picked up on her interests instead of my Dads. As mentioned, my mom is a 70’s child. She was raised in the era of Motown(when Stevie Wonder comes on the radio, she pretends to drive like him), and was a teenager in the age of disco and classic rock. She had seen all the greats live: Lionel Richie, Lynard Skynard, REO Speedwagon, Styx, Aerosmith x2, Kiss, Heart x3, Crosby,Stills,and Nash, ZZ Top, and a ton of others. So growing up, I was exposed to all of this. I remember being in the backseat of her car as a kid belting out the Bee Gees, and now when I drive, I blast the Micheal Jackson(fun fact: he and my mom have the same birthday, and he died on my 16th birthday).I no longer listened to country, or exposed to that.

As I got older, I found my own way into…rebellion. By 7th grade, I was starting to get into the punk stuff–Simple Plan, Fall Out Boy, Green Day, Blink-182, Avril Lavigne and I thought it was the most amazing thing(AND IT STILL IS)….and I thought it was awesome that they were rebelling against society….so I found myself wanting to do that too. I started to dress differently, and I literally woke up one morning and said to myself, “I don’t want to be like this anymore, screw the south”. And I stopped saying “ya’ll” and “ain’t”…which I recall being very, VERY hard to do. I was eager to rid myself of all things Southern, and be a flamingo in a flock of pelicans.

Flash-foward to 9th/10th grade. I had come a long ways accent-wise. I was dressing like that punk kid–dark shirts, holey jeans, and Converse, and into all the rock music(somethings never change,and never will). But the significant thing that happened during this time was New York City. The hustle and bustle of the city, the accent, THE SPORTS,everything just amazed me,like it would any person who was born and raised in the country.It made me feel….like it was the sky, and I was touching it.I had found something bigger than what I was used to. Being there that summer changed me. My Southern accent began to fully go away, I became a HUGE fan of the Yankees, and I wanted nothing more than to be one of those high-style ladies walking into skyscrapers. That’s what I wanted to work for when I was older.I wanted to be them(which lent me the nickname of Yankee by my friends back in Virginia).

Moving to Fredericksburg, I left the only home I never knew. I was ready. I was ready to be my own person, and be who I wanted to be. It’s still weird, and I still feel shocked because NOVA isn’t the Virginia I know,but I like it that way.I wanted somewhere new.(and honestly, I’m clueless why people like here like country music.I still despise it,but NOVAnites don’t understand what it means. Like one song by Rascal Flatts called “Mayberry” details Southern life…being able to sit outside and watch the clouds go by and you knew nearly everyone in your town.Things were simple.I don’t think NOVA kids understand that,but I could be wrong) but…in the words of the Foo Fighters, “I’ll make my way home when I learn how to fly”.

But what does this make me?

I’m not a Southern belle.

I’m not a New Yorker.

I’m not a NOVAnite.

I’m only 25% British.

I am a mixture of all of the above.I do not have a “pure” culture.I’m like  trail mix. I’m influenced by everything I have ever come across in my life. The music my mother raised me, the pizza I ate, they way I talk, my college of NOVAnites, the stories of Britain, the shows I watch on TV, everything I know was influenced by other people. It’s a choice to be like other people, but it does subtly sink in over time.Mingling of cultures are unavoidable, and I feel like it is something to be embraced, but I think it’s important to keep a bit of your own culture, too(note I’m listening to Taylor Swift right now…wait now it’s Slipknot.Okay O.o).I think it’s important to share your culture, because it makes you more of a worldly person.

Midterm Reflection

Stepping into this FSEM, I didn’t know what to expect. I knew the basics of globalization from my AP Comparative Government class senior year. I knew the definition, and that was pretty much it. I never really took the time to ponder what it was really about. I never really thought it connected to outsourcing, or anything of that nature. I just thought it was a thing that could occur, not something that has been occurring for many years.

On the economic standpoint, I knew nothing. I never took an economics class in high school(I never really wanted to). I knew only about supply and demand. Through this class, I can now proudly give a couple of definitions of economic terms like opportunity cost or the comparative advantage. I became aware of things happening in Greece, as well as other parts of southern Europe. I became more aware of China and their economic systems(how they basically have two, a traditional and modern sector).

Looking back on the posts I’ve made so far, I’ve realized globalization is all around me. I just never took the time to notice it. It’s in the music I listen to, the food I eat, the products I buy, the languages I speak, the device I am typing this on(HP: an American computer manufactured in China.Awesome.)and who I even talk to. Nothing is strictly American; the world is small. Globalization has been molded into everyone’s life, without them really even knowing it.

The semester is only half over, but there is still so much to learn!

My world vs.This world

Lynchburg(well, Rustburg, but nobody knows where that is) vs Fredericksburg: Two very different cities allow me to have two very different lives.

Rural vs City:

Rustburg’s population is right around 1,000 people. There really isn’t anything there: just the elementary,middle, and high school(my old high school only has 800 people) on the same street, a Food Lion, a family owned store, a dollar store , a Hardee’s(even though out on the far regions they just built a McDonalds) a Wells Fargo, a BB &T, a Subway, a pizza place or two, a Mexican restaurant, and a diner. Everybody knows everybody. Everybody’s parents know everyone else’s parents. Most likely, you are even still living on the same property your great,great,grandfather lived on.I know I did, off a dirt road. Most adults work for the county, the nuclear power plant, or for the various universities in Lynchburg or just in Lynchburg in general. Fredericksburg is different, even from Lynchburg, which is 20 minutes away from Rustburg( aka. college city USA: Liberty University, Sweet Briar College, Central Virginia Community College, Randolph College, and Lynchburg College.And no, none of these schools interested me having grown up around them all my life, especially LU). There aren’t businesses shutting down every five seconds(our mall is basically a ghost town: a movie theater, Belk, Sears, JC Penney, Macy’s and a few boutiques and that’s it.Spotsy Towne Centre puts it to a dying shame), there’s more traffic(I don’t suppose there are any unpaved roads up here or roads without lines on them, which is strange), people do NOT know how to drive, and nobody has a southern accent,which is all I’m used to(except for the fact I don’t really have one.I used to, though, but it went away, especially after I spent a summer in NYC when I was 15.My voice can change depending on who I’m with)—except for Tanner. Going off on a tangent, even the food is different here, but I’m SO HAPPY WE HAVE A COUNTRY COOKIN’. I LOVE THAT PLACE. I took a friend of mine from Manassass there and she looked at the menu and asked, “Can steak really be fried?” My answer: “Anything can be fried”. I suppose college has been a culture shock for the most part, but I’m enjoying every second of it, considering I never felt at home at home. So far at Mary Wash, I feel that I fit in like a puzzle piece.