Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Blog 1 (Compare industrialization in China today to the description of a Carnegie factory of the past)

    Andrew Carnegie is a man who made his fortune in Steel. His Steel was the best of its’ time as well as being cheap. Carnegie made millions; the workers on the other hand had a different story to tell. Since Andrew’s steel was so cheap, his wages were extremely low. For the work that they did, as well as the conditions they deserved so much more. This trip down memory lane, happens to be still relevant, just in a different country. 


    Look around, almost everything in front of you right now is "Made in China." We honestly don't think much about the things we see in store and the things we own. When I first got an ipod I didn't wonder "Whoa, I wonder who made this and how much they were being paid to do so." I said thank you to my mom and that was it. Andrew's Steel Mills had very horrible work conditions. The pay and health care coverage of the time was even worse. Consideration for the works health was not a main factor. 


     This brings me to how industrialization in China has changed it so. Supply and Demand. 3 words that make the world run... oh yeah that and money.  Once American business owners realized that they could pay people less and do the same job a lot of the business moved else where a lot of it to China. For instance Apple Inc. uses China to assemble their products. The wages are low, the conditions are not always safe and sanitary, much less comfortable.  They work extremely long hours, and actually live on base. 


    The industrialization in China is not much different from the industrialization of  Carnegie's time in America. The only true differnce is the year, the location, and the products.   

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Inspiration

This is a rainbow that I saw maybe 3 or 4 months ago. At this moment it is 12:12 am. I can't seem to shut my eyes. I have this horrible pain in my chest and it's getting hard go breathe. I'm going through my photos and I see this rainbow... After a storm, something beautiful is always produced, may it be a flower, a rainbow, or a photo such as this. We must keep in mind that as our storms are passing, something beautiful will come out of it. -Maya

Thursday, February 16, 2012

My last letter:

To rise, but not really wake. I fell in love with myself again. Seeing as though I'm the only one who cared. Yesterday died and tomorrow is bleeding.

I'm slipping into my old self again. The cuts are getting deeper. I'm ever more so eager to rush into the things I fear.

Slice. Not even a tear was shed.

Drowning is my own thoughts is some how worse then dead.