Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Harry Potter is a conservative story

So I've been working on this project for a while now. I thought I would share it here in hopes that I could get ideas on how to finish it. Basically, it's a giant outline with info plugged in here and there. I would love some feedback on this, so go ahead. Am I totally right or am I totally bonkers?





What is constitutional conservatism?


Constitutional conservatism is the conservation of our rights as outlined in the Constitution. It is taking personal responsibility for our own actions. It is believing we can use our own money in a responsible manner better than the government can. It is the belief that an individual should have more liberty than the collective. It is the belief that government is here strictly to maintain the individual liberty of each of its people and to provide through modest taxation the defense of the people and homeland.


I am American and come at this from an American perspective. I recognize that Jo and her books are written from a perspective of which I have no true understanding. Given that she lived in the UK her whole life, and I have lived here all my life, I recognize I don’t understand her life there any more than she understands my life here. Many things in the Potter books are the result of Jo as a citizen of the UK. So take this with a grain of salt. I am simply pointing out what I see as a reflection of my own values in these books.


What does this have to do with Harry Potter? 


  1. Using your own means to help others.


a). Harry would happily share the contents of his vault with the Weasley family. Our money, either earned by the sweat of our own brow or that given thru inheritance, we know what to do with that money. We are obligated to give to others of ourselves. Harry does this in so many ways throughout the entire series.

b). Harry dumps his entire bag of money into the fountain in the ministry for St Mungos. Again, he wasn't obligated to donate. It wasn't taken through force. It was his own choice to give. At that point, he didn't know Nevels parents were there. He hadn't been there and seen what goes on there. He just gave just because he had been blessed.

c) Hermione helps the boys with their homework. She doesn't have to, but she is blessed through her intelligence. So she helps them.

d) Hermione and House Elf liberation. She looks at Dobby and how happy he is to be free and be his own man. 

e) Dobby is so happy to be his own man, and work for who he wants to work for. Harry reminded him that he can be free and live how he wants. No one owns him and his labor except himself. 

f) The Weasley’s take Harry and Hermione both during the summer holiday when they don't have to.

g) The Malfoy’s are very elitist and believe people can be bought.



2. Government should look out for individual freedom

  1. People in the beginning of book 1 who are celebrating the downfall of Lord Voldemort

  2. Children of muggle parentage vrs children of wizarding parentage

  3. Educational decrees and Inquisitorial squad

  4. Government putting out info on home safety and protectimg muggles in their neighborhood.


3. When people are given the truth, they make good choices and keep themselves and others free

  1. Wizengamot and Harry’s trial- Harry was able speak the truth of what happened the night he used a patronus charm.

  2. Quibbler and Daily Prophet - the Quibbler became the paper of truth for a while after Harry's interview was printed.

  3. Harry’s fan mail from Quibbler article - most people who wrote him believed him, even some reluctantly.






Saturday, September 19, 2020

Depression

I feel like I should share this in case anyone needs to hear it. Maybe I just need to write it.

So about 2 weeks ago, I was sitting in a room at a place where they do clinical trials for all kinds of things. I was told I qualify for a study for an additional drug to inhance the medication for depression. I've been feeling like the medication I'd been taking isn't quite doing enough. I still feel depressed all the time. So I looked into it, and desided to look at the clinical trial. Anyway, while I was there for the appointment, there was a young man who is studying to be a doctor and wanted to talk to depression patients about their symptoms and what they go through. So I talked to him about my situation. While speaking with him, I made a discovery. I discovered that I've been depressed longer than I realized, but my early symptoms were not as noticable to anyone. Actually, my mother did notice. 

Upon arriving home from my mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day Saints, I couldn't find a job. I felt like maybe I had made a mistake in leaving for 18 months. I didn't ever tell anyone I felt that way. I wanted so badly to get my life started. In the beginning, I was so full of hope in my future. But as the weeks dragged on, I became less and less hopeful. That is the time the depression began. I realized my childhood was over and I needed to get busy living life, but I ran into problems over and over. Once I found work, things improved, but I still wondered if I made incorrect decisions. My mom mentioned to me that I was different than I used to be before my mission. But then I was working and going back to school. I met my husband and we got married. I was so happy. I had jobs and I also bought my first car. A year and a half after our wedding, we moved to Washington state. 

In Washington, I found work right away. It was a really great job. I missed my family. I felt empty and had a lot of feelings I didn't know how to cope. My new ward was difficult. There wasn't anyone near my age. There were other newly wed couples, but they were really young and weren't into things we were. Plus they were starting to have babies and were super cliquey. So I was almost alone for the first time with no friends and no family near by. I had my husband, but I needed more than him. So I cut. Looking back, I can see several other things I could have done. 

So after my husband saw the cuts, we talked, and I decided I needed to go talk to someone. After about 6 months of therapy, I felt better. I had some new tools in my arsenal. Then my mother was diagnosed with multiple myeloma. That was really difficult, especially sense we were so far apart. I found another job with more pay and closer to home. I was mostly happy again. I had stopped going to church (that made me sad). My relationship with my husband was better than ever. But then the down turn in the economy of 2008 happened. I lost my job. I couldn't find any job. I went on many interviews, but no job offers. 

We decided it was time to move to Bremerton and buy a house. So we did. I continued to look for work. I found a few jobs, but I didn't love any of them. My new ward in Bremerton was wonderful. It felt like coming home. I returned to full activity. I was getting more and more depressed because I couldn't find good consistent work and life was really weighing on me. I started seeing a new therapist. She really got me and I felt much more comfortable talking about anything with her. She really helped me. I started to reconnect with my father. Then in 2013, I got really bad news. My mother decided she'd had enough and was ready to die. I was devastated. Thankfully, that very day I found out, I had an appointment with my therapist. We went back to Salt Lake and said good bye. Her funnaral was beautiful. I took all my stuff back home that we had left there. Along with her sewing machines. When I got home, I continued to have increased symptoms of depression, so I talked to my doctor and increased my dose. Time passed and then in 2016, my dad had a heart attack and died. I didn't find out for more than a month. I was just starting to reconnect. I was looking forward to going back and possibly seeing him. Then he was gone and the moment passed. 
Now currently, with all the madness in the world, I feel hightened symptoms. I am starting the suplimental medication in the next few days. I'm excited for that. Hopefully it will help. Hopefully I won't be on the plesebo, and I can get real help medically. I see little glimpses of my old self, when I was truly happy. For the first time in years, I have a little hope in the future. I think maybe things might get better soon.