Scent of a Woman - Al Pacino's speech

This is one of my favorite movie monologues.  

Al Pacino won an oscar for his role in this film. 

For those who have not seen the movie:
Fellow students have played a prank on the school principal, and only Charlie (Chris O'Donnel) and George Willis, Jr. (Philip Seymour Hoffman) know the identity of the culprits. After getting no information from the witnesses (neither George nor Charlie Snitch), Principal Trask threatens both students with expulsion. Knowing that George Willis can hide behind the legacy and financial assets of his family, Headmaster Trask tries to single out and bribe Charlie (the poor scholarship student) by assuring him admission to Harvard, if he names those who committed the prank. Charlie gives no additional information. Trask then schedules a hearing in front of the entire school (a week later after thanksgiving break) for the testimonies of George Willis and Charlie Simms. 

Pacino's speech at the hearing is remarkably relevant in our life and world today. We all must face choices of what is right and what is easy.

Langston Hughes: Letter to the Academy

Letter to the Academy

The gentlemen who have got to be classics and are now old

with beards (or dead and in their graves) will kindly

come forward and speak upon the subject.

Of the Revolution.  I mean the gentlemen who wrote lovely

books about the defeat of the flesh and triumph of 

the spirit that sold in the hundreds of thousands and

are studied in the high schools and read by the best

people will kindly come forward and

Speak about the Revolution- where the flesh triumphs (as

well as the spirit) and the hungry belly eats, and there 

are no best people, and the poor are mighty and no 

longer poor, an the young by the hundreds of 

thousands are free from hunger to grow and study and

love and propagate, bodies and souls unchained

without My Lord saying a commoner shall never marry my 

daughter or the Rabbi crying cursed be the mating of Jews

and Gentiles or Kipling writing never

the twain shall meet--

For the Twain have met.  But please- all you gentlemen with 

beards who are so wise and old and who write better 

than we do and whose souls have triumphed (in spite 

of hungers and wars and the evils about you) and 

whose books have soared in the calmness and beauty aloof

from the struggle to the library shelves and the desks

of students and who are now classics- come forward 

  and speak upon

The subject of Revolution.

We want to know what the Fuck you'd say?

Langston Hughes- Moscow. 1933.

The Immaculate Conception

The Internet, the rogue wave that crashed on the beach of our time.  The water breached the boundaries of the tide line.  It hit our thirsty society (dry from the last revolutionary 'splash') and restructured the motions of our species.  Alright, screw this intro-to-internet and this tawdry metaphor.  Simply put, the Internet connects humanity.  It allows information to be available to anyone, despite their location.  This is special and profound.

Good News, I am creating a BLOG.  Add one more to the slew of thousands:

• I am creating this blog primarily for myself.  I believe it is going to be an effective medium to share and archive the content of my mind and life. a
• I have a lot to share.  I get excited about the things I see and even more excited about the shit in my head.  If you like my stuff, I am interested.  If you do not like my stuff, I am also interested (although I might not change anything, considering the blog is for me and that you have millions of other choices).
• In time, we all find people whose ideas, observations, and perceptions enlighten us and our world.  Perhaps I might be a resource of insight that one might respect and value.
• My bloggering skills will improve as time passes.  In addition, my blog will become more dynamic and complete.  Possible fields of posts: literature, philosophy, society, politics, economics, art, music, film, fashion, technology, architecture, etc.