Hey, Millennials, Stop Being 'Woke" And Wake Up Because People Are Dying

Hey, Millennials, Stop Being 'Woke" And Wake Up Because People Are Dying

It really is a big deal.

If there is one thing that you have in this country at this given time, it is a voice. We are at a point in our history when voices are shared, people are vocal, and opinions are expressed.

It is up to the individual how they choose to use these rights. I think there if there is one thing that we all should use our right to, it is our place to speak out for our generation.

I am a voice that is prepared to wake people up, to make a change. In my General Studies Writing class today, we spent time discussing the frequency of school shootings since 1849. The statistics are astounding.

I am not saying there was no violence, as it is proven that although a change in form, the world is at one of its most peaceful periods.

That being said, it makes me sick to my stomach to know that I have realistic and reasonable fear that my place of education, my school, that I have the incredible privilege to learn in, is at a real risk of being terrorized.

It hurts me to know that these sanctuaries of progress, these homes for those of the future are being targeted. As a college student, I wake up every day expecting to go to my classes, my organization meetings, to catch some lunch with my friends, write an article, and go on my merry way.

I might get stressed about an assignment I have due, but I shouldn’t have to be worried about being shot.

I am just like any of the other students walking to school, unknowingly, for the last time. The 17 students killed in the Parkland Shooting had no ideas that February 14th, 2018 would be the last day they had to live. It overwhelms my heart to ever try to imagine what amounts of heartbreak the families of these individuals must be experiencing.

Put yourself in their shoes. Try to see from their eyes, recognize the emptiness and anger they might feel. This is probably one of the hardest, if not the hardest, thing they have ever been through, and who are we to tell them to feel any different.

Now keep those shoes on and imagine watching a video from the scene of the tragedy, with disturbing images of the lifeless bodies of the innocent victims, their very family members, sons, daughters, sisters, brothers.

Now, Brothers and sisters, this is where we go wrong. Why is it that our generation would even begin to think that recording that would be a good idea?

I know that you would never think in a million years that something like this would or could ever happen to you, but that is the reality of it, it can. It is horrible, but it can.

I can tell you with certainty that the 17 students from Parkland didn’t think it would happen to their school. You have to consider what it would be like to be involved in a crisis situate of this nature.

Though this is the extreme of the situation, you would never want the parents of the deceased child to find out that their son or daughter was no longer with them, due to a video someone posted on the internet. If you consider yourself a decent human, no, a human of any nature, you recognize the horror in this.

My goal in this is to call out my generation and those around me to wake up. Take your nose out of your phone, and open your eyes.

There are people just like you, dying.

It could be you, it could be your best friend.

You need to use your voice to change the world. Talk to people, listen to people. Empathize. Work to understand them. Use your voice for good. Engage and make friends. Use your voice for protest, not for hate. Not for harm.

I am not by any means saying that this is going to stop school shootings. If only that was the case. What I am saying is that we need to wake up and take action to stand up for our friends.

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Stop Yelling At Me For Being Conservative

What you shouldn't say to millennial Republicans.

Society today has a funny way of making Republicans seem like the scum of the Earth. The funniest thing is that it's actually not funny at all — it's an ignorant, rude way to treat people. See, America these days seems to be all about treating everyone fairly. That is, until differing opinions come about. How dare we Republicans view economics and politics differently? How dare we have our own opinions? How dare we identify as Conservative people, even as young adults?

So, without further ado, here are some things that I, a millennial Republican, am beyond tired of hearing.

"You're just a college girl, what do you know about politics?"

Yeah, I'm a basic white girl. I wear Converse to class and my sorority's letters are on my rear windshield. Guess what, though — I do my research. I've been following the presidential campaigns for months now. I've watched the debates, read the articles, visited the websites and studied the polls. I may be in a sorority and I may wear Converse, but I know what I'm talking about when it comes to this stuff. So, if you ask for my opinion, be prepared to hear a well-thought-out, educated answer.

"You only believe what your parents raised you to believe."

No, actually. My parents raised me to understand the value of hard work. They made me get a job when I was 16 years old so I could learn how to budget, save and provide for myself. My parents did not teach me to rely on other people to get what I want. My parents did not teach me to accept handouts. Therefore, I believe that success comes from hard work and dedication. I believe that each individual is responsible for his or her own success (along with his or her own property and obligations), hence why I identify as a Conservative.

"You're voting for him?!"

Yeah! I am! Funny, I thought we were all entitled to our own opinion. It turns out this is my opinion, and [insert candidate] has my vote. Cool how that works, huh?

"The GOP candidates this time around are horrible."

It doesn't take an idiot to see that none of the Republican candidates are the ideal presidential candidate. It also doesn't take an idiot to see that the same thing can be said of the Democratic candidates. Here's the reality: There never has been a perfect president, there never has been a perfect presidential candidate, there is no perfect president, there is no perfect presidential candidate, there never will be a perfect president and there never will be a perfect presidential candidate.

"You're so selfish."

Define selfish. I want my money to be my money and I want my rights to be my rights; I was unaware that that labels me as "selfish." I am confident that I can survive without the government's help.

"But don't you care about the old people/the kids/the environment/the homeless people/etc?"

Yes, I do. What I don't like is that my hard-earned money gets taken from me and used for other things. I'm not against helping out, don't get me wrong. I would love to donate to charities to help children and homeless people and the planet, that is if I had enough money to do so. Sadly, that money gets taken from me through taxes (Which could be considered forced donation, if you ask me. How is that fair?).

"But what about the minorities? You're just racist."

No, I'm not racist and yes, I do care about the minorities. I believe diversity is one of America's greatest qualities. What bothers me, though, is that society changes the meaning of "fair" when it comes to minorities. Yeah, it would be fair for us to all be able to pay our own medical bills and whatnot. Do you know what else would be fair? For even the members of minorities to get jobs and earn their way to success just like I'm trying to do. If illegal immigrants want to come to America, then they can go through the citizenship process, get a job and contribute to society. If they want to be treated equally, they need to start viewing themselves and treating themselves as working American citizens who pay the same taxes, get the same jobs and fight the same daily battles that we fight.

"You're hateful and/or heartless."

Nah. What I am is honest, self-sufficient and confident that other people can be honest and self-sufficient.

"You're ignorant."

Again, no, I'm not. As I've said several other times throughout this article, I know what I'm talking about and I can justify what I'm talking about. If anything, you're ignorant for accusing me of such things.

"You're crazy if you'd vote Trump over Sanders or Clinton if he's the chosen GOP candidate."

Please enlighten me on how this makes me "crazy." In this upcoming election, I will be voting for the candidate chosen by my political affiliation. The Republican Party's only strong opposing candidates include a self-proclaimed Socialist and a woman under FBI investigation. What I would consider "crazy" is if I voted for Sanders or Clinton over Donald Trump, just because Trump has offended some people before. (And no, this is not me saying I'm a loud and proud Trump supporter. In fact, Cruz has my vote either until he's elected into office or until Trump is chosen as the GOP candidate.)

Side note: I've heard the people, who hate Trump for being mean, say meaner things than that man ever has. A very wise man (Jesus, in John 8:7) once said, "Let him who is without sin cast the first stone."

What you should be saying to me is "Thank you," because I'm voting for freedom. I'm voting for civil liberties. I'm voting for constitutional rights. I'm voting for the will to succeed. I'm voting for the reward for hard work. I'm voting for the things that will actually help America keep prospering.

So, here's what I'll say to you: You're welcome.

Cover Image Credit: Kristi Russell

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That One Time I May Have Shot An Ex-Police Officer

Yeah, you heard me.


In England, we don't really have guns, maybe hunting guns but I think it's pretty rare. Anyway, point is, barely any guns. I have never seen a gun, shot a gun, I don't even know anybody that owns a gun so as an exchange student in Oklahoma it's a novelty to visit a gun range.

I was pretty nervous about shooting but the instructor was super nice and told us how to hold the gun and load it before we went into the range. He also let us ask any questions we had about guns and explained the process of getting a gun in Oklahoma and he said he had visited Europe and was talking about England, and how he used to be a cop and opened his own gun shop. Basically a really really nice guy, which honestly makes harming him ten times worse.

We went into the range and we were shooting a 22 caliber and another guy at the range, I'm assuming a regular, asked if we wanted to fire his revolver so of course, we said yes.

This gun was definitely heavier and the trigger was super hard to pull but he kept his hand on the gun whilst I struggled with the trigger and then I fired it.

I heard a bang and I heard a yell.

I turned around and he was holding his thumb and there was blood dripping onto the floor. At this point, I thought I had shot him, so you can imagine the sheer level of panic that I was feeling.

The color drained from my face and I was frozen solid and all I could say was, "are you okay?" which was answered with a "Ma'am, put the gun down."

Basically, I'm freaking out and I look over at the lads for some form of reassurance, which was met with them looking equally as freaked out as me. So I asked,

"Do we need to call someone?"

"Yep. We are definitely gonna have to call someone"

So at this point, my nerves were shattered and I had no idea what was going on or what the procedure is for this sort of thing. I mean, the guy also took it like a champ and barely even winced and kept repeating "little lady, you're fine" – safe to say I did not feel fine nor did the situation, in my eyes, look at all fine.

Luckily the regulars knew what to do and took him to the ER so we were left in the store with another regular shooter.

Everyone else went back out to shoot but I didn't feel like assaulting/ shooting/ potentially murdering anyone else so I decided to sit this round out and talk to the woman that stayed with us and he called and said it wasn't me, something came off the bullet or gun and went into his hand- so no I didn't actually shoot him and he was going to be okay.

The point of this now very funny story is that whilst guns are cool they're also pretty dangerous.

I have no idea how someone can participate in these mass shootings because I didn't even shoot someone, only thought I did, and it was probably the most terrifying moment of my life.

So, if you are around guns, have fun, be safe and try not to send your instructor to the ER.

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