Monday, February 23, 2015

Fahrenheit 451 - Dover Beach

Fahrenheit 451 - Dover Beach

Here is my writing prompt for the poem Dover Beach:



     Mrs. Bowles ran out of the door and across the street to where she lived with her "husband" and "children". What is Mr. Montag thinking speaking to me like that? What right does he have to criticize my decisions? If he was in my place he would do the same exact thing. She slammed the door and ran into her home. She sat down in her own hard-backed chair and turned on 'family'. Oh how right it felt to be where she belonged. These people cared about Mrs. Bowles. Not her ever-absent husband, not her bratty children, not her insensitive friends and certainly not Mr. Montag.
    
     The phone rang next to Mrs. Bowles. She looked at the little screen to see who was calling. It was her husband. She ignored it. About five minute later he called again. Mrs. Bowles picked it up. "Hello." she said emotionless. "Well it's about time you picked up!" her husband barked, "I've been trying to call you from the office and you never pick up do you now?" Mr. Bowles swallowed, "I was visiting with Mrs. Montag." Mr. Bowles growled, "You know I don't like it when you go over there. That Mr. Montag is a strange one. Lately I've noticed him talking to a young girl along the street." Mrs. Bowles thought yet again about what Mr. Montag did today. She couldn't tell her husband. He would punish her for going over, punish her for not leaving sooner, and punish her because he was right and she was wrong. "Alright, I won't go over anymore," she answered.  "Good. Now look and see if I left any of my work papers on the table this morning." he commanded.

     Mrs. Bowles found the papers for her husband and hung up. He was right. He always was. And if he wasn't he found a way to make sure he was. She turned her attention back to 'family'. The husband on this show was always very kind to his wife. He was always right and she was always wrong but he never spoke harshly to her. For the longest time Mrs. Bowles always thought she and Mr. Bowles were like that. But, now she knew she was wrong. The husband on 'family' was so much better than Mr. Bowles. He loved his wife. Just like the man who wrote Dover Beach. That poem Mr. Montag read was cruel. Very cruel. But as much as Mrs. Bowles didn't want to admit it, it was honest. Families like they have on TV and in books don't exist.
    
     Mrs. Bowles felt a tear roll down her face. NO! What is this? Why am I crying? I haven't cried in years! But Mrs. Bowles knew why she was crying. She wanted a family like the one on TV. And she wanted a marriage like the one in Dover Beach. She just never knew any different until today.

Mrs. Bowles realized that her life wasn't like the one on 'family'. It was so much worse. Dover Beach taught her what love really is supposed to look like, it opened her eyes to the unreality of 'family' and the life she thought she had. It taught her that sometimes, even though something makes you cry, it's still good for you.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Fahrenheit 451

Fahrenheit 451

   So Fahrenheit 451 is actually the book we are reading in class right now but I had a few thoughts about it that I wanted to share. In case you don't know what it's about I provided a description from goodreads:

   Guy Montag is a fireman. His job is to burn books, which are forbidden, being the source of all discord and unhappiness. Even so, Montag is unhappy; there is discord in his marriage. Are books hidden in his house? The Mechanical Hound of the Fire Department, armed with a lethal hypodermic, escorted by helicopters, is ready to track down those dissidents who defy society to preserve and read books.

   Fahrenheit 451 was originally written in 1953, before tissues, color TV, and smart phones. This makes the futuristic sense of the book that much more appealing to me. I mean it's great hearing them talk about color TV and thinking, "Wow that actually happened!", but I find what they don't mention to make it more interesting than what they do. I think if the book was written today, with today's technology in mind, the whole premise of the book would be different. The whole plot line is books are bad because they went out of style and now people are dumb so we don't want anyone to be smarter than anyone else. As far as the author, Ray Bradbury, knew in 1953, that actually could've happened. It was unlikely, very unlikely, but still more possible than it is today.
  
   I feel as though today this future is near impossible. With all of our new inventions like smart phones and e-books, and even computers books have gone out of style some, but knowledge in general hasn't. People have become lazy when it comes to reading for information, but they are still getting that information. Google is the simplest reason why. Or even more so, Siri. Our society today is not giving up on reading for knowledge, we're getting around it.




 




  Throughout reading this book I've thought a lot about this. About how society is getting information, about how we strive for it, about how somewhere there are people in a lab everyday trying to advance our world. Reading may be going out some, and maybe someday it all will (I hope not), but we are not dumb like the characters in Fahrenheit 451. In fact, I think we're quite the opposite.