November

November draws near and the annual festival of not shaving will begin shortly. This ritual is becoming more widespread and common in the United States as a way to break the curve of shaving. In the youthful society, shaving is a common practice because it gives an ascetic appearance of someone who has nothing to hide. Having a beard is almost Taboo in young people and a few years ago a group of students started a trend of not shaving themselves for a month. This was started as a way of being lazy at first because, November is the month with the most school work. This cause has made thousands of men and women (eww) not shave for a month. This movement coincides with various charities and has a council or rule makers.

For those of you who don't know, this is what a beard looks like

For the unlucky men who have blonde hair, patchy hair, or slow growing hair, this month is sadly something you wish that you could do.

As this movement grows and more people become part of the charities and organizations to improve awareness of male health problems (mainly), I hope that this trend becomes a larger and more successful movement.

PS - This movement will likely escalate to a national security risk where the breaded people will lead to a coup and cause the government to tumble out of controll and fall. As soon as any evidence arises, I'll inform you.

-The Observer

Blogs

Blogs are kind of annoying. In fact as of right now, I have no idea what to right about and am forcing myself to write about a topic that doesn't really fit my character, style or anything really. When writers have a schedule, it makes for bad writing. The greatest of writing comes only from when people want to write. When your passion inspires you write about a subject, you know that no matter what you do, the writing will be good and precise to what you want to say. When you are forced to write, your words seem shallow and undercutting to the idea and give the impression that you just wrote 1600 words and feel a little worn out from writing.

It makes it so much worse when a very good moving is playing on Spike and you keep getting distracted and you don't know where your idea was going. The millions of distractions are a good thing, it makes you remember that there is good things around that don't utterly suck your soul from you. You know that if you keep chugging, you'll be able to see the good parts and get the grade if at the cost of good sleep. You word start to become repetitive and your thoughts eager to get done.

You don't know how to end paragraphs and begin other ones. Your order seems sloppy and you feel like a headache is just around the corner. When you realize that you still need about 100 more words you start to panic and ask yourself, "What do I say?" Then you think, "Oh yeah, rant!" Your sentences start to lack cohesion and your mind just stops really caring. You almost want to just quit and think it's close enough, but now that you made a commitment, you want to see it through. Then all of a sudden, the movie gets really action packed and amazing. You feel sucked in and now each sentence takes minutes to write.

331 words is pretty good you say to yourself. But 331 words isn't the magical 400. You write some things you know are bad. You make short fast sentences and build up a hate for blogging. You learn to hate the requirement or 1200. Your eyes only see close, but no close enough. Your sloppy work made from a long rant just keeps getting longer and more drawn out as you try to reach 400. You suddenly realize, you don't know how to end the post. You don't know how to say the ending comment that sums up your hatred and anger to the evil beast of the essay. You reach hard and hope, checking your word count after each sentence. Then you rejoice, 450!

Gentlemen

This week I got a bisness card from a friend of mine that said his profession was that of a Distinguished Gentleman, on this card there was a picture of a bare-knuckle fist fighter and a man with a monocle and top hat. It's safe to say that I thought that this card was amazing and I wondered, what constitutes a gentleman?

An old time bare knuckled fist fighter.

Every single person has a different interpretation of what makes a gentleman, but general, a Gentleman is someone who is the definition of what is wanted from society. His is the most virtuous of person that is possible. He is the nicest and promptest of people.

A gentleman doesn't do the things people think are annoying, gross or mean. He is courteous, respectful and chivalrous. A gentleman is a perfect person, often used as an example of what people should be.

To me a gentleman does many things, He avoids violence unless it is absolutely necessary.

A gentleman never boasts or tries to make himself look different than any other person and follows his self set rules and restrictions to the grave.

A gentleman always does what he agrees to unless more pressing issues arise, upon which he promptly informs the person he agreed with.

Whenever a gentleman is insulted or challenged in public, he never retaliates or shows negative emotion, he just politely accepts the challenge or insult.

Nonetheless gentlemen are fewer now then ever before. Usually gentlemen are associated with scholars and various other learned people. Gentlemen were originally people from powerful families that had no need to work. Their legacy worked for them. In speech now, gentlemen either refers to men in a polite sense or to a man of virtuous character.

It is said that a gentleman is liked and respected by all, so I would like to ask that everyone act like a gentleman so that things that are not virtuous will no longer exist.

The requirements and qualifications of any true gentleman.

The gentlemen of old have changed and now anyone can be a gentlemen if they try at it. Everyone's view of what it takes to be a gentleman is different and it's hard to try and accurately describe what it takes to be a gentleman. The basics are just that any gentleman must posses a virtuous demeanor and act with utmost courtesy.