Modern Day Witch Trials

Today in my World Civilizations class, we discussed the Salem Witch Trials and the aspects of them. As we talked about how the accusations were primarily pointed at single women of independent wealth, I could not help but make connections with our present-day society.

In today’s world, where a rape victim can be blamed for her suffering because she was out alone or not covering enough skin, where a twelve year-old can be accused of inciting a group of grown men to rape, where women are continuously targeted and isolated for discussion and defamation by the public, are we really all that different from the time of the Salem Witch Trials?

It’s not always explicit either. The subtle act of someone saying something to a group of young adults like “When you all get married,” readily assumes that everyone in that room will or even will want to get married, will want to tie themselves to another person. While I have nothing against marriage (in fact, I hope to be married with children sometime in the future), I do have something against the assumption that marriage is the final destination, the ultimate goal of every young person’s life, especially young women. Because, I mean really, how often do you hear a man’s parents telling him to go ahead and settle down and have kids? A man is much more likely to be praised for focusing on his career instead of forming a family than a woman is.

This parallels the old witch trials so well, because it was mainly single women of advanced age who suffered. They defied societal norms. They were often characterized as troublesome and loud. And, of course, there were the customary statements about how “ugly” they were. Sound familiar?

What I propose is that we, as a society, stop targeting and shaming women who don’t quite “fit” into the current standard of normal. She doesn’t want to get married? Great for her! No, she’s not just going through a phase. Don’t tell her she’ll change her mind someday. Don’t sneer at her and call her ridiculous. Acknowledge her choice and respect that because it is, to be quite frank, none of your business.

Stop the witch hunts and let people be people.


The Importance of Being Present

I have been a devoted Nerdfighter for some years now.

Wait, hold up. Let me explain that.

A Nerdfighter, as defined by the men known as the Vlogbrothers, is “someone who, instead of being made of bones and skin and stuff, is made up of awesome.” These two brothers, acclaimed novelist John Green and his brother, the founder of Ecogeek, Hank, started the YouTube sensation known as the Vlogbrothers in an effort to keep in touch without cell phones. Since then the videos have inspired a huge following of fellow Nerdfighters in the ongoing battle to “decrease world suck” and spread knowledge and thoughtful contemplation about the world in which we live.

There, now that that’s out of the way, onto the main reason for this post.

Today John uploaded a new video entitled “Headless Statues and Elton John’s Piano” (you can see it here: In this video based in London, John poses the question of whether or not actually “seeing things” is necessary anymore now that virtual seeing has become so lifelike. He asks this once after observing a photograph of a piece at the museum, a picture so much like the actual tablet that it takes him some time to reconcile this optical illusion with what he is seeing, and again at the end of the video where he stares out at the London bridge under the night sky.

I would like to answer John’s question here and leave further discussion up to my readers. There is something vital to really appreciating a sight in actually being there to see it. The physical act of standing or sitting there and being in the presence of whatever has captured your attention is incomparable to anything else. There are certain things you can only begin to appreciate about a sight when you are actively there, in the moment and mindful of that moment. Without the privilege of studying a masterpiece in person or climbing the steps of the Arc de Triomphe (and it is a privilege only some have, I don’t deny it.) a great portion of the experience is passed over.

For example, when I went to the United Kingdom with my father to visit some of our family, I brought away a certain calmness of spirit such as I had never really known before. The physical act of walking among the hills and slopes of England and Scotland, the feel of rain-slick cobblestones under my feet (and the subsequent feeling of my forehead smacking into said cobblestones), and the weight of the chilly air on my neck and shoulders all filled and buoyed me throughout the trip. Those sensations leant a certain realness and layer to the sights I saw such as the castles and historical paths. Without having walked those hills and felt my feet sink into the dew-bedecked grass I would have missed a big part of the experience of seeing the landscape.

Unfortunately, I was not yet thirteen and painfully detached from the whole thing, not as mature as I am now at eighteen, and still missed out on much of the philosophical nature of the English countryside. Were I to return now, being firmly present in each moment would be foremost in my mind.

It is that presence, both physically and mentally, that ensures the greatest understanding of what you are seeing, what gives you the ability to not only see this thing but to absorb and embody it, to become this painting, this building, this landscape, and bring it back home with you.