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Show OPINION WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 19,2005 Ti 12 -- DIXIE SUN Things that suck BY CRAIG BLAKE Sun Opinion Editor Dixie Desperate New Years Kisses - She was ugly as sin... end of story. Hearts - Im pretty positive that no one actually knows the rules to this game. I know this because when I ask people the rules, they bite their lip and sigh before launching into a complex explanation that resembles nuclear fusion while I smile and nod. And when someone asks me how to play, Im ftoing to explain to them using only the words, Shuffle and Queen of Spades. And I'm sure they will also smile and nod. Almost Cold - Its too warm for me to go back for my coat, and too cold to be comfortable I know that both hot and cold have been on the list, and now this, so Ive basically come to the conclusion that if all weather could just stop it, that would be good. Crucial Orthodontists - My orthodontist did all the most important jobs, including poking me in the gums with sharp tongs, nodding and mumbling incoherently, and reminding me my teeth were crooked. His dental hygienists always did the more triv-- i ial work, such as straightening my teeth. "Good thing he gets paid ridiculous amounts of money. St. George Traffic System - I think that the No. 1 solution to any traffic problem in St. George is, You know what, we could put a four-wastop here. I think that the No. 1 solution to any problem at all in St. George is a four-way y stop. Its the only way to explain the ridiculous number of stop signs. Traffic? How about a four-wastop? stop Flooding? A four-washould fix that. Medians? I think a four-wacould solve this problem. Rioting in the streets? You know what would probably work here, one or two four-wastops. y y y y Ticking Clocks in Guest Rooms - You know what your guests would probably enjoy? A clock that makes an irritating tick every second. Im glad that the mass population has figured this out. Whats sleep without a noise that makes you want to drill a screw into your forehead? Gas Station Chocolate Milk terrible experience of my life1!!! AaaahM Editor's Note - The names and experiences in this paragraph have been shghtly changed to protect the anonymity of the brand, which rhymes with Qreem o' Ueeber. Oh... dang. i AQJJODTrnOCVlS w ACTORSSINGERSDANCERS Hi. 1 if' il k i ; k L -- So we meet again, smiling cow. I laiow that this milk is disgusting, and yet... you look so happy. I suppose I will give it a try... Aaahhh! Aaaaaahhl! This is the most Indonesian Red Cross volunteers clear wreckage in a suburb of Banda Aceh, Indonesia. Help needed every day BY PHIL WALKER Dixie Sun Staff Writer In the wake of the enormous tsunami that hit south Asia and more recently the flooding that has overcome southern Utah, I have seen an outpouring of support and relief efforts to help everyone affected cope with these tragedies. This has made me think of other cases that tragedy has struck, such as Sept. 11 and the hurricanes in Florida this past summer. I noticed that in times of these disasters, countless people come to the aid of those in need. . Some come for selfless reasons and some help because they want to look good, but at least they help. I admire this greatly and have no wish at all to diminish the efforts of relief organizations and individuals. However, at the same time I despair because it seems that only when there are events of catastrophic proportions that people suddenly become charitable and give everything they can. Every day there are disasters just as poignant and heartbreaking as those we see on the six oclock news. Every day a little girls father beats his wife. Every day a young boys mother is raped or killed. And every day there are those all around us who are searching desperately for someone to listen and understand, to be a friend, or to just show a speck of interest. We need to start paying attention to people around us who may seem fine, as well as take action when we see those who obviously need help. There can be nothing worse in this world than having the opportunity to help, guide and maybe save someones life and not take that opportunity because we didnt have the time or didnt think about it. I had a friend who lived in Salt Lake City. We had been great friends, always hanging out, watching each others backs, and helping each other out of jams. Stuff that all good friends do. He had used to be into drugs, and I helped him stay out of them, just like he helped me with my own problems. Then I moved to St. George to go to Dixie. I still talked to him, but not much more than that. Now, our other good friend committed suicide three years ago, so he nt really have anyone that he could turn to while I was at school. did- Anyway, to cut a long story short, he got back into drugs. I saw him after this on a visit home and I got angry with him and yelled at him. I came back to Dixie and we were on bad terms. A few weeks later he was stabbed during an argument with his drug dealer. He died, and I wasnt there to protfect him. I wasnt understand- ing when he needed it, and I didnt go to others for help like I should have. There isnt a day that goes by that I dont think about what I could have and should have done. I am not saying that it is all my fault, or that everyone should be totally responsible for other peoples lives, but I am saying that instead of providing relief only during times of large-scal- e disasters, always come to the aid of those who cannot or will not help themselves every day. I believe that the everyday tragedies are just as important and much more heartbreaking. |