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Eraserhead as a Romantic Comedy

Posted by Harrison Freed in Reel Reading · Giknis · D Band on Wednesday, May 31, 2017 at 11:15 pm
​For this project, we cut scenes from Eraserhead into a trailer one might see for a more traditional romantic comedy. Our take on the surrealist classic was very much inspired by the trailer for the classic De Niro vehicle Meet the Parents, a romantic comedy wherein a hapless fellow (Ben Stiller) meets his dearly beloved’s rather quirky parents. The trope of the “love interest with a catch,” often found in romantic comedy, lends itself well to Eraserhead, particularly in the organization of the dinner scene. The catch in Eraserhead is that the love interest has birthed a mutant; for the purposes of a romantic comedy, pregnancy itself was enough of a catch, and so simple fatherhood was an angle we chose to magnify. This scene also contains shots similar to those used in Meet the Parents, with cameras placed to fit whole families sat at a dinner table in frame, as well as rom-com appropriate lines like our protagonist oh-so-awkwardly stammering to Mary’s mother that he loves her daughter. 
In our conversion, sound reigns supreme. Cheesy canned voiceovers provide setup to scenes that are in fact, quite unlike what is described. Obnoxious voice over work is a trope of the genre’s trailers and even of trailers in general. Though it’s near-impossible even for us to tell, Harry and the writer of this sentence actually alternated each voiceover segment. When coupled with the Hyrule Castle Courtyard theme from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, the voiceover work creates an (in)appropriately whimsical and cheery atmosphere for the story. Another trope of the rom-com trailer is the sudden rock song, and it usually comes into play when a central tension of the plot is first revealed. We cut off our Zelda music with a cheesy record scratch, only to have our sudden rock song drop in the form of Fugazi’s “Waiting Room.” The recurrence of “Waiting Room” is used to frame the trailer, as snippets are played at the beginning, middle, and end.
Yet another rom-com trailer trope is emotional music that indicates the characters in the film will have character development and emotional experiences. Modest Mouse’s “Workin’ on Leavin’ the Livin’” fit the bill perfectly, as the majority of the song is based off of the “Lady in the Radiator Song,” originally composed for Eraserhead itself. It is perfectly ironic that a song about suicide and drunk driving should be used in the place of an uplifting song here, as it is totally conceivable that a rom-com trailer editor would expect so little of their target audience as to include so dark a song in this role.
In this trailer, what was originally played for discomfort or general oddness is played for laughs. For example, Mary’s father Bill’s quirkiness makes him seem like a classic sitcom dad instead of a lunatic who makes squirting chickens and makes sure pipes don’t grow [or makes sure that people know that pipes don’t grow. It’s left up to interpretation]. His more peculiar lines are edited out, and his quip of “This dinner’s getting mighty cold!” serves as an entertaining callback to the beginning of the trailer (when Mary first says “dinner’s almost ready”) rather than a bout of acute tone deafness. In a romantic comedy, directors are expected to keep things light and playful, and small jokes like this serve to maintain that tone. Our group not uses that trope and also subverts it by including the surrealist imagery of Henry tearing apart his offspring and being torn apart. Henry’s introduction to Mary’s parents is a cordial, if awkward, welcome, appropriate for greeting the parents of a love interest, whereas in the original film, bleak silence could occupy minutes of time before statements were responded to. Now? All that is left is rom and com.
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Harry Freed Capstone

Posted by Harrison Freed in Capstone · Siswick/Kay · Wed on Thursday, May 18, 2017 at 7:32 pm
Earthboy in studio
Earthboy in studio
Grant Pavol in studio
Grant Pavol in studio
​Art is expensive. To attempt to record an album, one must either have the funds to buy or rent the necessary gear or have the funds to buy or rent a recording studio. High school students are an often artistically-interested group of people who don’t have the funds to bring their sonic dreams to life. For my capstone project, I have provided these resources to students. I know many music-makers within our high-school and within the school district of Philadelphia who didn’t have a place to start with getting their music into the world, and I became that bridge for them. The basement studio that my dad and I (mostly my dad) have put together is much higher fidelity than what most kids have access to. Even with minimal production, live takes recorded in my basement sound relatively good compared to garage band in a bed room.
Over the course of the year, I have invited youth artists into my basement to record releases for them. Then, I send them the files, mix the tracks (poorly, because I don't know how to mix) if they want me to, and leave them with their music. Through this, I have learned a lot about organization, sound engineering, collaboration, music composition, music production, and musicianship. This capstone has no single, culminating product, for it is an ongoing process. Here, though, are some samples from what we've all recorded, for your listening pleasure:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/0B0T3TfgbUkpEbjhDX3R6UG4zZ2c

Annotated Bibliography:
Morgan, Scott. "The Differences Between Music Producers & Engineers." The Differences Between Music Producers & Engineers | Chron.com. N.p., n.d. Web. 03 Feb. 2017. This is a very simple website with some more jargon that isn’t necessarily covered in the “Jargonbuster” source. This source discusses the differences between producers and recording engineers as well as the similarities between producers and recording engineers. It gives thought to what producing and what record engineering entail, and what producers and recording engineers have to do in their jobs. The source even talks about how one becomes a producer or a recording engineer. For my capstone, I have to balance the involvement of a producer with the technicality of a recording engineer. Being the only third-party voice while I work with artists means that I have to carefully curate what I bring to the table.
Baca, Ricardo. "As albums fade away, music industry looks to shorter records." Timesfreepress.com. N.p., 4 Jan. 2010. Web. 03 Feb. 2017. This is a look at what consumers want, or at least at what executives think they want. Though I’m not taking the capitalist angle in my capstone, I think it is valuable to see every angle of the industry in which my capstone dwells. I think this contrast between the record industry at large and the often unprofitable DIY artists I see in Philadelphia is very interesting. Many of the DIY accts in Philly seem comparably marketable to big-label bands. Basement shows feature tunes that are at least as catchy as radio rock tunes, yet they remain relatively fringe. I think part of the reason is the difficulty they have in recording all that they want to at a high enough quality. My service allows these bands to enter that pantheon.
Bryan-Kinns, Nick. "Mutual Engagement in Social Music Making." Research Gate. University of London, May 2011. Web. This source describes design features intended to increase mutual engagement in social music and presents a set of techniques for identifying mutual engagement in music making. Though this source focuses on digital platforms for music creation, the philosophy that they apply to such platforms is informative for the philosophy regarding my capstone. It believes that overbearing edits can hurt collaboration, which is useful knowledge in songwriting and studio work, and it has the data to back it up. It also suggests that sharing space, virtually or physically, can improve musical output. Above all else, it considers “mutual engagement,” an academic term for “teamwork,” to be the high water mark of collaborative music making. In my project, I have to be committed to being involved with what artists want to see in their music. This source’s message of collaboration will inform how I work in the studio.
Byrne, David. How music works. Edinburgh: Canongate, 2012. Print. Who would know how music works better than David Byrne? It is autobiographical in its mentions of the history of Talking Heads and its history of Byrne’s influences, but it really does address the titular concept. David Byrne’s fixation on musical spaces (like African plains or like cramped New York clubs) is very informative. Given that the bands I record all play shows in basements and record their music in basements, this awareness of space is important. It changes how the music should be recorded, and perhaps how it should be appreciated. It moves me to consider what I’m missing out in in this experience: how different would my capstone be were I recording affluent, popular arena artists? It would likely be a lot less freeing and a lot less fun.
Morton, David L. Sound recording: the life story of a technology. Baltimore, MD: Johns Hopkins U Press, 2006. Print. This source is now ten years old, but many of the technologies in recorded sound relevant then are relevant now, the difference being that we stream rather than download and our music is on our phones rather than our .mp3 players. The important technology that unites this era with that era is the relatively recent portability and accessibility music. This book’s account of the rise of portability in music sets the scene very well for the bandcamp era that my capstone finds itself in. The most important thing I glean from this is how special my recording setup is. It would barely have been conceivable 20 years ago to have an affordable recording studio in one’s home; accessible music recording was rare at the time of this book’s publication and even today. This source really reaffirms my belief that my access to this technology is special and that I am doing a special good for those who record with me.
Stearns, Matthew. N.p.: Bloomsbury Academic, 2007. Print. 33 1/3. The record that this book deals with has a sound simultaneously harsh and lush. It very rarely features instrumentation beyond the standard guitar, bass, and drum combination. The studio is used in this album to help the many layers of guitars find different tones and different sorts of interplay. This book thoroughly examines the impact of the music, the image of the band, and the process of recording it. All of these angles are informative for my capstone. The reasons for the album’s success are applicable because they may be the reason that anything I record is found to be successful.
"Stories from a Pro: Butch Vig." Butch Vig: 20 Years After Nevermind. Izotope, n.d. Web. 03 Feb. 2017. In this interview with Butch Vig, Vig, among other things, compares the process of recording Nirvana, Smashing Pumpkins, and Garbage. For “roomy, trashy” stuff with Garbage, he used lots of ambient miking, whereas for Smashing Pumpkins’ “Siamese Dream,” he close mic'd amps for a direct, “in-your-face” sound. This source is most definitely trying to sell something, but if the parts where references to the website’s product are shoehorned, this is a pretty good interview. Ambient vs direct miking is a constant consideration in recording, especially in my capstone. Knowledge about how organization in the studio affects overall sound is important, as is knowledge about the phase shift that may come with it. Interviews with great recording engineers helps me to make my own decisions.
Taylor, Gregory. "History of the Oblique Strategies." History of the Oblique Strategies. N.p., 1995. Web. 03 Feb. 2017. This source is a history of Brian Eno’s Oblique Strategies, including all of the Strategies. They exist to inspire people in the studio to try new things when old things don’t work, in very abstract ways. Considering Eno’s success in the studio and his reliance on the cards, I’d guess that they’re working. The cards make me long for free time I can spend soundscaping with artists in the basement, finding tones that fit moods. My role as an engineer/producer should be inspiring musicians when something doesn’t sound the way they’d hoped, or worse, when something sounds the way they’d hoped and they realize they don’t like it. These alternate angles will assist me in that.
Tingen, Paul. "Steve Albini." Sound on Sound. N.p., Sept. 2005. Web. Steve Albini is a god among record engineers. His philosophies about what an engineer should do, what a producer should do, and what musicians should do in studio inform my philosophies on the same topic. In this interview, he actually talks about the logistics of recording, which is fascinating. I obviously don’t have access to the breadth of gear that he does, but with what I have, I can try to emulate his setup. Regarding vocal compression, which I always find tremendously difficult to get right, Albini says “I normally compress the vocals about 4-6 dB or something like that — generally, at the quietest passages the compressor is not doing anything, and at the loudest passages it's doing 4-6 dB." I’ll think of that whenever I’m in the basement.
Wilkie, Godric. The Studio Musician's Jargonbuster A Glossary of Music Technology and Recording. N.p.: Musonix.co.uk - J Robertson, 1993. Print. This source is exactly what it sounds like it is, a glossary of terms related to the art of recording. These terms are useful in songwriting and in studio work. They are are a language unique to musicians of all sorts. Terms like “mode” are used by songwriters and music theorists, but for an engineer, understanding the language of those that they record is invaluable. It all relates back to collaboration (which happens to be a core value of the Science Leadership Academy) and communication. Also, definitions of words I’ve taken for granted, such as “amplifier,” are interesting to see. Everything in music engineering seems to be less like a single thing and more like a parameter that lots of technology fills.
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Chicken Soup

Posted by Harrison Freed in Science and Society · Best · A Band on Monday, January 30, 2017 at 9:11 am
Ingredients​
1 (3 pound) whole chicken 
4 carrots, halved 
4 stalks celery, halved 
1 large onion, halved 
water to cover 
salt and pepper to taste 
1 teaspoon chicken bouillon granules (optional)

Process
Put the chicken, carrots, celery and onion in a large soup pot and cover with cold water. Heat and simmer, uncovered, until the chicken meat falls off of the bones (skim off foam every so often).
Take everything out of the pot. Strain the broth. Pick the meat off of the bones and chop the carrots, celery and onion. Season the broth with salt, pepper and chicken bouillon to taste, if desired. Return the chicken, carrots, celery and onion to the pot, stir together, and serve.

Write up
This meal is entirely non-processed. Though you could include potentially processed ingredients, like gross chicken or pre-made chicken stock or ground carrots or a plastic onion, this simple form of the meal is basically entirely healthy. If you use really good produce, it could be really healthy. The exception in this specific recipes is the optional chicken bouillon granules, but even those won't kill you.
This meal is super cheap and super low-maintenance. So long as you're in the house to make sure it doesn't burn down, you can mostly just skim some foam/fat off the top every once in a long while. This meal gets even cheaper when you consider that I don't like celery and wouldn't buy any. The trick of this meal is that most of what you're eating is hot water. Broth-y soup and coffee and tea are well loved because they are somehow just versions of water that we really like, and in parts of the world where they're served, the only thing cheaper than water is air.
Socially, this meal holds a very important role among the Jewish people. Like how Einstein's inertial reference frames suggest that speed is subjective based on viewpoint, the best chicken soup is always made by the consumer's mother. Many an argument has been had about who's soup is best. "My mom's," says the speaker. "No, my mom's!" says the opposition. Little do they know that they are both correct. Other fun facts about soup include: it's better on the second day, it is the only true cure-all, and matzo balls are bad. Maybe most people don't agree with me on that last point.
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When Katherine Met Petruchio

Posted by Harrison Freed in English 3 - Pahomov - C on Tuesday, April 26, 2016 at 11:31 pm
Or, When The Taming of the Shrew Met When Harry Met Sally

William Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew is a tale of spousal abuse and marital intrigue. Its main conflict is between Petruchio and Katherine, a suitor and an unwilling bride, respectively. While some of its observations remain pertinent, it is less than timeless. More updated representations of romance can be found in modern romantic comedies, like 1989’s When Harry Met Sally, which focuses on, yup, Harry and Sally. Their relationship is, for most of the movie, more nebulous than the one presented in The Taming, but by the end of the movie, the characters are married. Where they are separate are the ways in which those characters reach marriage, and those different ways reflect the time periods that both works were written in. The different ways that the main characters of The Taming of the Shrew and When Harry Met Sally approach marriage prove that power is more evenly spread in a modern romantic relationship than in a historic one.

Petruchio has rather low standards for marriage. In Act 1, Scene 2, lines 61-62, he explains this plainly. “I come to wive it wealthily in Padua; If wealthily, then happily in Padua.”

Katherine’s father is rich, so Petruchio deems to court her. Katherine, who is known for her rude, violent behavior, is somehow not opposed to marriage, be it generally or personally. In fact, in Act 2, scene 1, line 33, Katherine worries that “I must dance barefoot on [my well-tempered, attractive, and therefore oft-courted sister’s]  wedding day.” A wedding would seem mutually beneficial, then, but their first meeting leaves Katherine angered. She simply dislikes Petruchio. After a long argument in which Katherine tells Petruchio that, essentially, she’ll never marry him, Petruchio says to Katherine’s father:


“Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world,

That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her...

And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together,

That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.”

Katherine says to Petruchio:

“I’ll see thee hang’d on Sunday first.”

(Act 2, Scene 2, lines 280-289)


Regardless of her prior interest in marriage, she has made something very clear. She can’t stand Petruchio. She would rather kill him than marry him, if one is to take her words literally. Marriage has historically been seen as the final goal for women, especially in an era where very limited options for work were available to them. For Katherine to refuse marriage, after acknowledging that she has basically succumbed to the societal pressures, means that she bears an impressive amount of hatred for Petruchio. Regardless of her wishes, though, Petruchio married her that Sunday.

Like Katherine, Sally wants marriage. When she informed her boyfriend Joe of this interest, he told her that he didn’t share that interest. Recognizing their different motivations for a relationship, Sally pragmatically broke it off with Joe. Sally recounts to Harry, “We wanted to live together, but we didn't want to get married because every time anyone we knew got married, it ruined their relationship… Joe and I used to talk about it, and we'd say we were so lucky we have this wonderful relationship, we can have sex on the kitchen floor and not worry about [kids] walking in. We can fly off to Rome on a moment's notice... And [at the circus, a] man had [a little kid] on his shoulders, and she said, ‘I spy a family.’ And I started to cry. You know, I just started crying. And I went home, and I said, ‘The thing is, Joe, we never do fly off to Rome on a moment's notice.’”



Where Katherine was married against her will, Sally was denied marriage. What’s different about these situations is that Sally was allowed to break up with her significant other when she wasn’t getting what she wanted from a relationship. Katherine got absolutely nothing she wanted from her relationship with Petruchio, but because renaissance-era Italy was less progressive than synthpop-era America, she was not allowed to end the relationship. The power of termination was in the hands of Petruchio, or even in the hands of her father. It certainly wasn’t in her own hands. Sally’s ability to end her relationship is a distinctly modern one.

After the wedding, Petruchio took it upon himself to make a more compliant, mild-mannered Katherine, through the time-honored traditions of gaslighting, torture, and just plenty of abuse. If one is to, again, believe that Katherine speaks without sarcasm, then it would appear that he was successful, as Katherine said to two insolent wives:


“I am ashamed that women are so simple

To offer war where they should kneel for peace;

Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway,

When they are bound to serve, love and obey.

Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth,

Unapt to toil and trouble in the world,

But that our soft conditions and our hearts

Should well agree with our external parts?

Come, come, you froward and unable worms!

My mind hath been as big as one of yours,

My heart as great, my reason haply more,

To bandy word for word and frown for frown;

But now I see our lances are but straws,

Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,

That seeming to be most which we indeed least are.”

(Act 5, Scene 2, lines 170-185)


Strong women don’t last in this era. The odds are stacked too strongly against them. So, when Katherine, a once-defiant woman, goes on and on about the inferiority of the female gender, it is clear that all traces of her personality have all been replaced with the vision of her imagined by Petruchio. She not only accepts the marriage that she had once been so fully opposed to, she accepts her role, the woman’s role, as a servant.

Harry experienced a similar change in opinion regarding the dynamics of romance. In his youth, he confidently asserted that women and men can’t be friends due to the possibility of sex always hanging in the air. But after around a sexless friendship with Sally, his mind began to change. In reflection, he told her, “You know, you may be the first attractive woman I've not wanted to sleep with in my entire life.”



Sally managed to change Harry’s mind, and in a rather effortless way. She didn’t need to resort to such extreme measures as Petruchio did to get Harry to come over to her way of thinking. In fact, her friendly presence was all that was required to change Harry’s beliefs. That a woman could change the mind of a man is uniquely modern, especially considering Katherine’s conclusions about women’s inferiority.

Marriage was an apparent goal to Katherine and Sally. Katherine denied marriage with Petruchio; Joe denied with Sally. Katherine was too bold to do deny as she did, and so her personality was erased, whereas Sally managed to change her male friend’s personality quite passively. The differences in era, the dichotomy of “then and now,” make their situations quite different. Per old traditions, Katherine was stripped of self for having fight in her. In the modern case, Sally was actually able to change Harry. The gender reversal shows a greater equality in power among both genders in a heterosexual relationship. Sally was able to break up with Joe, while Katherine was forced to marry Petruchio. Sally’s freedom would not exist in that older era. The power granted to her by the passage of time put her on equal footing with all of her male counterparts. Her ability to remain independent, to date those she’d like to, and to express whatever opinion she has is an ability granted by modernity and its progressive tendencies.


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Marie Curie

Posted by Harrison Freed in Gender Studies - Menasion - d1 on Monday, April 11, 2016 at 2:20 pm
Timeline
Timeline

Marie Curie was born in 1867 as Maria Salomea Sklodowska, in a Russian-controlled Warsaw. After her mother’s death, she went to a boarding school, and then left the boarding school for a prestigious, selective school, where she graduated as a top student. As there was no higher education for girls in Poland and no money in Curie’s family, Curie worked as a tutor and attended illegal, underground university lectures until she could afford schooling in Paris. She had to learn French very quickly in order to keep up with the classes at the Sorbonne, which was Paris’ top school. Eventually, she graduated top of her class in master's degree physics. After receiving research funding, she got a second master’s degree, this time in chemistry. When she tried to become a teacher in Poland, she learned that there were still no spaces for women at universities there, and so she returned to Paris. She married another famous scientist in her field, Pierre Curie, and her initial scientific discoveries were all completed with him.

In her work, she discovered that rays of energy cast from uranium allow air to conduct electricity, and that compounds like pitchblende, which make the air even more conductive than uranium, does must contain an element that was, at this point, undiscovered. Through this, she discovered Polonium and Radium. Through observations of the elements she had unearthed, she also discovered radioactivity, the reasons that these elements gave off heat. For the discovery of radioactivity, she shared a Nobel Prize in Physics with her partners, one of which was her husband. This made her the first woman to ever win a Nobel Prize, and she won it only six months after acquiring her Ph.D, in 1903.

When her husband was later killed in a vehicular accident, she was promoted to fill his position, as their Chair of Physics. Naturally, she was the first woman to fill this role. When she finally managed to isolate a sample of radium, she was awarded her second Nobel Prize, this time in Chemistry. In total, she became:

  • The first woman to be a professor at the University of Paris

  • The first woman to win a Nobel Prize

  • The first woman to win the Nobel Prize for Physics

  • The first woman to win the Nobel Prize for Chemistry

  • One of six people/organizations to have won multiple Nobel Prizes

  • The only person to have a Nobel Prize for both Chemistry and Physics

Her death, by aplastic anemia, in 1934, was almost certainly caused by the radioactivity she had exposed herself to in her studies. She was not only impressive for doing all this while being a woman, she is impressive because her scientific achievements have been bested by none. Because she was able to do this in an era where science was hardly open to women only accentuates her greatness. She opened the door for female scientists in the global community and remains one of the most recognized scientists in the world.


Listen to my music-thing, "Marie Curie," at https://www.soundtrap.com/play/3mjLmOfrRQuppItOf3eEig/marie-curie/.



Sources:

"Marie Curie." Famous Scientists. famousscientists.org. 8 Sep. 2014. Web. 4/11/2016
<http://www.famousscientists.org/marie-curie/>.

"Marie Curie." Bio.com. A&E Networks Television. Web. 11 Apr. 2016 ,http://www.biography.com/people/marie-curie-9263538>.

"Marie Curie - Biographical". Nobelprize.org. Nobel Media AB 2014. Web. 11 Apr 2016. <http://www.nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/physics/laureates/1903/marie-curie-bio.html>
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Birdemic: Shock and Terror

Posted by Harrison Freed in Gender Studies - Menasion - d1 on Thursday, January 14, 2016 at 9:06 am

James Nguyen’s breakout exercise in cinematic failure, Birdemic, was a success on all fronts. Its unique blend of Hitchcockian terror and Al Gore-ian philosophy is unprecedented and remains unsurpassed. It unfortunately fails the Mako Mori test as there are no female characters that have independent character arcs, but, there are no character arcs in the movie at all, so it’s at least equal in this regard. Surprisingly, though, it passes the Bechdel Test; two named women talk to each other about something other than a man: going pee. Don’t let this fool you, though. The main male character works as a high-profile salesman whereas the main female character works as a model. The women are much more likely to be nude at any given time than the men are. So, to ensure equality in sexuality, I have developed a new test that is specifically designed for such topics.


THE BIRDEMIC TEST:

For every sexually posed female, there must be at least one equally sexually posed male. For as long as the female is in underwear or is nude, the male must be equally in underwear or nude.


Birdemic, naturally, does not pass this test. It wouldn’t necessarily be better or worse if it passed the test, because it exists in such a state of perfection that no minor overhaul could change it. It does make me think that other, more judge-able movies should be held to such a standard.


Anyway, I highly recommend this movie.
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The Other Kids

Posted by Harrison Freed in English 3 - Pahomov - C on Monday, January 11, 2016 at 9:56 am

I’m not the hero. If asked me if I was the hero, I’d tell you I wasn’t. Perhaps the ease is implicit, wrapped in the word “hero”; if you asked if me if I was a hero, I’d tell you I wasn’t, for I see “hero” as too grand a phrase for a planet mundane enough to exist outside of a comic book. So, even in the context of a vaguely colorful story, there are no such things as “heroes.” But, then, if you asked me if I was the protagonist of said story, I wouldn’t know what to say. It can’t be known before I’ve asked the question of myself. Should I ever claim that I’m the protagonist, let me bite my tongue, for I have not yet been asked if I am the villain.

I drew my conclusions on this topic when I was eleven years old; they are outdated. Consider this essay the grand re-opening of a case five years shut. The case files contain many since-disregarded conclusions that I’d like to shine some light on.  If I tell you that I am not sorry, reject my thesis; I have not researched my topic thoroughly enough.

With all of this in mind, let me introduce a question that can be objectively answered: what happened?


When I met him, he asked the normal small talk questions and I gave him the normal small talk answers. “Nice to meet you, Alec, my name is Harry. This is my second year at Lakota. Yes; that rather racist image on the rock wall does bear a lot of resemblance to the logo of the Washington Redskins. Shower Hour is right before First Shift Dinner, which is right before Free Play.” The answers I didn’t give: “The other bunk is essentially the cool kids’ bunk, as it was last year, so my best friend Zach and I practically feel targeted, that our bunk should be filled with the weirdos, the Europeans, and the European weirdos.”

Zach, the kids from the other bunk, and even some counselors immediately considered Alec to be of “the weirdos,” though I couldn’t see it. Nothing he did seemed especially strange, at least. He asked the questions one could be expected to ask and he laughed when one could be expected to laugh. He was the only person I’d ever met to wear a swim shirt, and perhaps, retrospectively, that fact was very in line with the insecurities he would come to show, but it didn’t strike me as very strange then. Everyone else thought I was blind. Though I’m not known by most to be optimistic, I’d rather attribute it to optimism than to blindness.

Soon, he had taken a clear liking to me, even though I didn’t pay that much attention to him. A counselor that had noticed Alec’s affection towards me and his odd nature, Ben, asked to keep an eye on Alec. It seemed an odd request, but I respected Ben, so ten minutes later, when Alec began to run away from the bunk after yelling something akin to “you don’t understand me!”, I took it upon myself to chase after him. “Wow, you’re fast!” he exclaimed.

I tried my best not to laugh at his amazement with my speed. I was nearly world-renowned for being a god-awful runner, at any distance. “Hardly.”

“Pretty fast,” he insisted.

I moved past it. “Why are you running away?”

“They just don’t get me.”

“Who are ‘they’, Alec?”

“Oh, it doesn’t matter. Did I hear you say you liked tennis, earlier?”

He had heard correctly. It was the only sport that I could be positively compared to my athletically-minded peers in, so I most definitely liked it. In a couple of nights, him and I had taken to having a couple rallies on the tennis court. We kept the tradition up semi-regularly for at least a couple of weeks, and our conversations became rather personal.

“At school, I get really bullied.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” I said. We discussed it for a while, and he eventually asked for advice. “Develop a thick skin; just know not to let everything affect you.”

“Hmm, okay. Oh, and don’t tell anyone this Harry. You promise?”

“Yeah.”

“And don’t tell anyone this next thing, okay? You promise?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. So. You know about the boat when Hitler ‘died?’”

“Yeah.”

“Well, my uncle was a famous German painter. When I went to Germany, I looked inside a painting of his with special glasses that he left behind for me, and I saw the bodies frozen, like, they were stuck to the hull of a metal ship.” This seemed like gibberish to me, so after I challenged every part of it, he said, “Look, that’s not the point. I looked with my glasses harder, and I realized, it was a time ship.”

“Are you suggesting that Hitler is alive?”

“He’s waiting for the right opportunity to come back!”

I later brought up the conspiracy with Alec while Zach was within earshot. Alec, naturally, looked supremely pissed.

“You promised, Harry! I thought you weren’t gonna tell! I thought we were friends!”


The night before Alec was set to go home was the night that it all culminated. I was in bed reading, Zach was in bed reading, and Alec was in bed taking offense to it all. Then, Alec asked to see Zach’s almanac.

“I’m reading it right now; hold on.”

“Dude, I asked if I could read it. Please?”

“I am reading it, so no.”

“But I asked nicely.”

“That doesn’t change anything if I’m reading it.”

“BUT I ASKED NICELY!” Alec screamed. He jumped from his bunk bed onto Zach’s ground level bed and tried to grab the book out of hands. Zach threw the book to the ground and Alec’s hands rerouted themselves towards Zach’s neck. “Why doesn’t anyone like me?” Alec violently commanded.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I came to this camp to get away from bullying! Ah!” Zach had begun to block his body with his oversized pillow. When Alec finally managed to cast the pillow aside, Zach scratched Alec’s neck so that it bled and darted out of the bunk as two counselors, including Ben, walked in.

“What’s going on in here?” Ben asked, which caused Alec to scream and charge at him. The counselors, with their combined, adult strength struggled to push Alec into the back room of the bunk. “What are you doing, Alec?”

“I wanna KILL him!”

“Kill who?”

“I… AH! I came to this camp to get away from bullies!”

When Alec returned from the nurse, very late that night, his eyes seemed to be just black pits. His skin was paler than mine. He immediately crawled into bed where, presumably, he fell asleep. I shuddered the night through.


It has occurred to me that there is an easy way out. I could ask, “are things really so black and white?” Then, things would be so black and white; I could answer, “things really aren’t so black and white.” I could throw away the case without indicting a soul. I could chalk it all up to some untouchable gray territory and I would be free from asking.

I once thought that Alec simply dealt with what the rest of us dealt with. Young boys are cruel to each other, occasionally indiscriminately: some campers would tie him up and poke him with brooms, but they’d slap each other as a greeting; some campers would call him names, but they’d insist that they only do it to him because he’s the only one who bothers asking them to stop. It’s just survival of the least easily scarred. In the summer that this story took place over, for instance, I was berated regularly for the length of my hair and for my inability to play sports, but I didn’t care. Now, I’ve grown to think that such an expectation is not fair. Alec, who, to me, still seems normal, yet was easily broken, shouldn’t have had to be as cold as the rest of us. The standards that we held ourselves to should not have been the standards that we held someone else to. Since that summer, I’ve written approximately three essays on why the SATs are an inadequate gauge of ability, and this seems like a fourth. In ways that everyone else could see, he was not like us: he was a scientifically minded student scoring poorly on the SAT math and reading/writing sections while we were the College Board; he was a visual learner confronted with memorizing an audiobook; he was Murph from “The Yellow Birds,” entirely unprepared for war and death.

I’m inclined to cut myself slack. After all, I was the only one who really attempted to be his friend, and I even succeeded for a while. That’s more than anyone else can say. Still, I failed to keep his secrets and failed to defend him. It sounds patronizing, now, to claim that defending him was my job, but Ben asked me to look out for him and I failed.

So: I am sorry. I am sorry that I spilled the conspiracy stories that he told me in confidence, I am sorry that I stopped playing tennis with him, and I’m sorry that I failed to stop the other kids. I am guilty because I so consistently call those who picked on him “the other kids,” as if to put as much distance between myself and them as I can, even though I don’t know if such a divide truly exists.

These are answers that I am glad to have, I suppose, but now I am aware that some questions are simply unanswerable. I can’t ever know whether or not his explosion might’ve been averted if I had stuck with him, in the same way that I can’t know whether he’d have been better off if I hadn’t shallowly befriended him in the first place. I can rest with a conscious slightly cleared, knowing that I couldn’t have known better. I can say that, although it may or may not have been helpful to him, at least I tried when no one else did. Though I wonder where Alec is now, I’m too scared to Google him. I don’t want to know whether I’d feel huge waves of emotion or cold apathy upon seeing his Facebook profile picture, should he even have such a thing. In much the same way that Private Bartle of “The Yellow Birds” could hardly stand to look at Murph’s disfigurements, I fear Alec. I fear the sunken eyes that we sent back home to his mother. Even though I’ve attempted to clear myself of blame, through the process of writing this essay and otherwise, I still can’t bring myself to look at someone I never knew.

After all of this, I still don’t know if I’m one of the other kids.


See the video in case the embed code doesn't work:
https://www.wevideo.com/hub#media/ci/559187429
See an unedited, unshortened version of this of this essay: https://docs.google.com/document/d/19PP_h7PNoeKE75vk9lv34aFmx9nwW3J8Y72q3V2xfWc/edit
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MOMTOWN: The Comic

Posted by Harrison Freed in Gender Studies - Menasion - d1 on Tuesday, December 1, 2015 at 9:10 am
Below is the link to my six panel comic about my mother.
​https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1j2KvL2oObTPlu1zvge72cc1D7AEeGk6vTcN_F7zPl-Q/edit#slide=id.p
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Science Education

Posted by Harrison Freed in English 3 - Pahomov - C on Friday, November 6, 2015 at 2:58 pm

New scientific discoveries are made every day. Technology is an ever-present force in almost every American’s life. In schools, there's a very vocal push for STEM education, to make sure that the United States stays competitive with other nations in producing computer scientists and engineers. With all of this, it would be very reasonable to assume that science education is in a great state. This, however, is not the case. The importance of science is overlooked by almost all of the parties who have influence over it. Compared to other classes, especially English and math, science is hugely under prioritized.

One major hurdle towards STEM success is that the standardized tests that often decide kids’ futures basically don’t care about science. For example, the SAT has eighty minutes devoted to math and between one-hundred and one-hundred-forty minutes devoted to English, depending on whether or not students take an optional essay, and zero minutes devoted to science, although recently, there was a slight push to include questions relevant to science in the English and math sections. The ACT has sixty minutes devoted to math, either eighty or one-hundred-twenty minutes devoted to English, depending on whether or not students take an optional essay. and only thirty-five minutes for science. These tests are so important to students that high school curriculums are often based around helping kids do well on these specific tests. As these tests are mostly lacking science, students and educators have very limited motivation to learn and teach about science, respectively. Additionally, science SAT subject tests are nowhere near as as ubiquitous as the traditional SAT is. If learning science has such limited relevance to college acceptance, schools will always prioritize the avenues of education that send their students to college. Therefore, science takes a backseat to reading and math.

Costliness is another significant issue. Science education, in its most effectively educational form, is more expensive than math or English education. Science education is most effective when peppered with laboratory experimentation. Researchers at Penn State found that “...school laboratory activities have special potential as media for learning that can promote important science learning outcomes for students [sic].” However, “construction costs can reach $150 to $200 per square foot [for school laboratories], according to Motz and other experts, an especially daunting proposition, considering that NSTA recommends 1,440 square feet for a lab serving 24 students. Adding laboratory furniture and cabinets can cost another $25,000 to $60,000 per room.” This is because laboratories require advanced equipments, materials, and types of major upkeep that reading and math classrooms don’t need, because of the nature of science. Chemistry classes require expensive chemicals; biology classes require specimens; physics classes require models and modelling materials. Scientists barely receive enough funding to run a lab; schools certainly don’t. Since science is more difficult to fund than other classes, science is rarely taught properly.

Even the government is out to get science. In 2002, there was a law passed called the “No Child Left Behind” Act (NCLB). NCLB makes schools enforce standardized testing, and schools that fail to make Adequate Yearly Progress (AYP) on these tests for enough years consecutively suffer harsh consequences. AYP is just an average improvement over their previous year’s cores. Much like the SAT/ACT, NCLB places a testing emphasis on English, specifically reading, in this case, and math. “No Child Left Behind requires that… each state must measure every child's progress in reading and math in each of grades 3 through 8 and at least once during grades 10 through 12… states must also have in place science assessments to be administered at least once during grades 3-5; grades 6-9; and grades 10-12.” This means that K-12 students are to be tested on math and reading seven times each and science only thrice. Even more importantly, however, is this: “Science is not included in AYP calculations.” Because of this, the three times they are tested on science won’t affect their schools’ AYP, and won’t cause their schools to suffer or not suffer. Teachers don’t have the motivation to prioritize science at all when the federal government practically punishes them for teaching anything but ELA and math.

The College Board and whoever designs the ACT spit on science by ignoring it and removing the motivation to teach and to learn it. State governments spit on science by refusing to create budgets that will allow teachers to properly teach it. Finally, the federal government spits on science by passing laws that force teachers to emphasize ELA and math over science to a huge degree. Science education isn’t just about school, as anyone who might stop to think about it would realize; it’s about the safety of American innovation and the health of the populace. Science education promotes the advancement of medical and technological sciences, which are integral to a continually growing society. The powers that be all have the ability to change their rules, their allotment of money, and their allotment of test space, but since NCLB was introduced, science education has been on an apparent downward spiral towards technological and medical illiteracy.


Works Cited:

"Description of the ACT." Test Descriptions. N.p., n.d. Web. 13 Oct. 2015.

Hofstein, Avi, and Vincent N. Lunetta. "The Laboratory in Science Education: Foundations for the Twenty-First Century." The Laboratory in Science Education: Foundations for the Twenty-First Century (2002): n. pag. Pennsylvania State University. Web.

"SAT (2016) vs PSAT (2015)." RSS. N.p., n.d. Web. 13 Oct. 2015.

Sawko, Jessica. "Update on 2015 Adequate Yearly Progress (AYP)." California Classroom Science. N.p., 23 Apr. 2015. Web. 13 Oct. 2015.

Schachter, Ron. "School Science Labs." District Administration Magazine. N.p., Nov. 2008. Web. 13 Oct. 2015.

"Testing: Frequently Asked Questions." Testing: Frequently Asked Questions. N.p., n.d. Web. 13 Oct. 2015.


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La Entrevista

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 2 - Bey - C on Monday, January 5, 2015 at 11:59 am
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Climate Change Monologue Project

Posted by Harrison Freed in World History - Block - B on Sunday, October 5, 2014 at 10:29 pm
​ This is the monologue Project of Harry Freed and Xavier Carrol. We worked together on five monologues that were meant to show the effects of climate change through five different pairs of eyes. We decided that most people would be thinking of their monologues from the point of view of the direct victims, but we decided to try and avoid what we assumed would become cliche. Our monologues seek to explore global warming from more abstract viewpoints, to get into the heads of the outliers in this situation.

Monologue 1:
Polar Bear Photographer:
Dear Alva,
It’s been two days, and there’s no land, not even an ice cap. I can tell its legs hurt, his paws move almost lifelessly. For the first time I feel dread. The assignment was easy, a four day shoot following the events of a dying polar bear. I’m making a lot of money too, 200 dollar for every picture they use. But it’s getting harder. Just watching things change. 
There use to be lots of ice. Ten years ago you could walk from one end to another without worrying about falling through. That was then, but the ice is melting now. I've been shooting for three days, and I haven't touched the ice once. It’s a liability issue. This whole thing is messed up. “we want sympathy” they said. “We're the direction that this company is moving People want a happy ending; they want something to remember.” they said.
We're dying. As a planet, we're falling into decay. I don't think our children will survive if the world keeps changing. Remember when Billy learned about extinction? I think the idea of it is scares him. He comes home reciting facts as if he’s searching for some sense of security. When he heard I was taking pictures of polar bears he recited everything he knew about them. There are 20,000 polar bears he said, not quite aware of just how small the five digit number really is, when compared to the magnitude of human population. I think he might be asthmatic.
I know she had children. Two if memory serves. The first one starved, and the second drowned. I'm still pissed at John, I could've made bank. $500 for every picture, what I could do with that money. I hate the fact that their lives are worth money. Man, if I could change something, anything. But besides that I wish I could see you, I wish I could have been there for Walpurgis day.
Your wife, Agnes
​Monologue 2:
Protect Our Factory Owners:
Alright, looks like everyone’s logged in. And I’m sorry I couldn't be there in person; it’s just that I spend too much on gas as is, ho ho ho. Driving from this far up North to a press conference would be silly, so I’ve got you all on video-chat. Anyway, before I get to answering all of your questions, I'd like to ask a question of my own: ho-ho-how did the picketers manage to get here? And furthermore, what do they care? I provide a service! I provide an important service! It takes a lot to run, sure, but isn't it worth it? When your children play with their toys, isn’t their smile worth it?
I’ll admit, I definitely use a lot of resources in my factory. I’ve seen the data, yes. I know-ho-ho that my factory emits a lot of greenhouse gasses. We certainly drain the world of its fossil fuels. I know you want me to fix my factory, to make it greener. But let me defend that: changing a factory for the greener is expensive. Maybe someone who doesn't own a factory wouldn’t be able to understand, maybe that’s it, but I produce a pretty incomprehensibly huge amount. The amount of money it would take to clear that all to be environmentally clean? Ridiculous. Second, I work primarily in the winter. I benefit from a warmer Earth, so why are we trying to stop that?
The resolve of those picketers is incredible, but I'm not going to shut down my factory over something I don’t seem to have stake in. Ever seen the face of a little child of Christmas? We can't be cutting that away, now can we?
Santa Claus; signing off.

Monologue 3:
Joe's:
I’m not OK with the business practices of Joe’s Toy Emporium. I will not stand for this. The recent expose on the Northern factory has opened my eyes to the evil strategies of Joe’s, and I won't sit idly by. Oh, haha, I won't stand for it or sit by it, haha. No! I digress! No healthy human can let this happen; no one could let your evil business keep at it!
Who could just sit or stand or even squat while our environment is destroyed? Inaction is terrible. Bad actions are worse. I can’t work for a company that spills so much waste into our world. The worst part of it all is that so many people in the corporate chain had the ability to break the chain, to just refuse, and they ALL leave the evil in place! People with more power than me are ignoring their duty as a human in favor of their duty as a drone.
So, I'm making the biggest, most final statement of my life: say goodbye to this toy store, because if I didn’t make a statement, no one would. I’m a prophet of the earth, and none of you listened. So you brought this extremist resignation upon yourself, I suppose. 
They'll jail me for acting.
To our lovely CEO: as your store burns, I hope you fat cats know that it’s your fault. You're too rich to feel the consequences! You don’t care!
To the consumers: filling their wallets will do you no good.
To the cops and the firemen: get ready.

Joe's from harry freed on Vimeo.

​Monologue 4:
No Joe's:
That damn flower-child; that dog! Everything, everything is gone; and for what, environmental justice, I recycled. What about real justice? Doesn't he know what I’ve been through? My wife, we, we just had a miscarriage. I don't need this right now, she…. we’re, I'm a mess. *coughs violently* 
This smoke is disgusting. I can barely breath; it’s so thick. It’s like the whole of China’s in here. 
You know what the problem with these little hippy-dippy tree-huggers is? They think the entire world is ending. I understand the fact that things are changing, but then they go and overreact like this. These idiots don’t understand that the problem is higher than me!
I can't believe... I can’t believe that they burnt my store. My wife, what are we gonna do, I can't tell her more bad news, she’s already so hurt. I can’t watch her cry again.
Y’know what? Whatever they said about climate change, whatever they said, must be wrong. It has to be wrong, because burning livelihood can't be right. So the climates getting warmer? I’m gonna buy myself a God damn parasol, and some SPF 80. I’m not gonna let that joke of an idealist rule me! He thinks that he burns down one store, he burns all of the blokes higher up? Well that’s not how it works! Damn hippy, probably never worked a day in his life. I'm the victim! I’m the one who can't come back from this! He doesn’t save the world by hurting bystanders. He can't see that.
He can't see that he’s why his movement has a bad reputation. He acts like it’s all this, and then he goes and gives himself this reputation!
I will make sure that no one agrees with him.

Monologue 5:
(walks into office)
( only speaker is in view for the entire monologue )
I hate you.
(looks over at man in the sitting across from him) 
You’re not much better than me you know that.
What, no.
I’M TELLING YOU I DON’T HAVE ANGER ISSUES!
(coughs awkwardly)
Like I said I don’t have anger issues.
Just because I told that passive aggressive boss of mine, that the toys, that I designed, was unessesarily wasting plastic, he sends me to this b.s asylum for the whack o, s.o.b’s with daddy issues!
where do you get of saying that I have anger issues
I’ll tell you why I’m angry.
 All these fat cats are wasting this planet for what, money, pride, it’s not worth it!
What about my children, what the hell are they gonna do when the worlds just floating ball of carbon? These fat cats sure as hell don’t  give one, and thats why I’m here. The big man in the  factory, that son of a gun couldn’t tell his cookies from his elbow.
Hey, what are you writing
Anyway 
Can’t stand liars.
Mr.Nick does the same, 
He swears to the world that he’s reducing CO2, hell he even visited that cancer patient in china, but does he really give two cares. 
(pauses and faces the therapist)
What is the point of this again
I know that it’s not just his fault, and if I really cared I could do something on my own.
I guess we can all do things to make a change, really and it shouldn’t be all on other people.
I guess we need to learn to take responsibility. 
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Reflection: the Finale

Posted by Harrison Freed in Bio-Chem 9 - Sherif - A on Thursday, June 12, 2014 at 2:43 pm
DNA Project:
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Inquiry: We asked the question "how does DNA appear in our cells?"
Research: We had to go to multiple sites to find what was necessary for our essay portion of the DNA project.
Collaboration: Me and Makhi worked together to build the model of the DNA and to gather the resources necessary for doing so.
Presentation: For the board, we had to cut different boards and connect them in innovative ways.
Reflection: In the future, I would not make the DNA out of Twizzlers, as they got crusty and broke.
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La Casa Quieres

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Friday, June 6, 2014 at 1:49 pm
LA CASA QUIERES

Jason Greene y Harry Freed, arquitectos

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Cliente: Tomás Arango

Nuestro cliente se llama Tomás Arango. Es muy listo y feliz. Tiene 15 años. Vive en el Centro de la ciudad. Le encanta skateboarding y jugar videojuegos. Le mucho gusta plantas, y le gusta verde y la playa.


La casa de Tomás es en la playa en Los Angeles. Es cerca de un parque y un supermercado. Es una casa mediana, moderno, sofisticado, y elegante. La casa tiene dos pisos. Es muy bueno para perros y gatos. En la piso primero de la casa, Tomás tiene muchos partidos.

  • La sala de estar tiene dos consolas y una mesa para la tele fantástica.

  • En el dormitorio de Tomas, hay una piscina caliente.

  • El comedor tiene cuatro sillas elegante y una mesa.

  • Hay a baño en el piso primero  y cuatro dormitorios en el piso segunda.

  • Tiene un bidé y un lavamanos en el baño.

  • No hay un sótano en la casa de Tomás.

  • Tiene una nevera frío, una estufa, y una fregadero.

  • Hay muchos videojuegos divertidos.

  • En el piso segunda, hay un baño más, con una ducha.

  • Tiene un invernadero grande, también.


Fotos:

El piso primero y el invernadero:

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La fachada (muy narcisista)

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YATW 3: Change

Posted by Harrison Freed in English 1 - Dunn - X on Thursday, May 29, 2014 at 8:37 pm

¡Hola! Are you at least partially ready to embark on the psychedelic journey that is my You and the World Blog Post #3? I know that I am at least partially ready to embark on the psychedelic journey that is my You and the World Blog Post #3! You’ve heard me here, researching online and discussing green energy and the necessity for it; you’ve heard me here, introducing original data revealing portion of the population’s view regarding green energy. This blog post will regard my “Agent of Change/Action Piece,” and will involve me jumping on a solar-roadway powered bandwagon. Welcome to the final blog. Welcome to the  Post of Change!

The Action Piece was a simple assignment: do something to support your issue. In my case, the Piece found itself being a presentation to my advisory. If you wouldn’t like to click that link because you’re lazy and because you have very little motivation, that’s ok, as I can easily describe it: it references this infographic with information relating to the economic aspect of installing solar panels from 2011 and it mentions that panels have gone down in price by 60% since then. I had a great time in advisory, and I’m hopeful that I successfully brainwashed them into supporting my agenda!


A picture of me presenting to my advisory. They are clearly enthralled.


In researching for that presentation, solar roadways were easily the most important thing I found. They are hexagonal plates with photovoltaic cells, pressure sensors, heating systems, and light emitting diodes in them to replace roadways. They take the pressure off of the individual for installation of panels, and instead relate to the community as a whole. They not only capture light energy, they also remove and filter snow and ice, warn about when vehicles/pedestrians/animals are are coming. 

Electric cars could be charged with them, therefore eliminating the need for gas-burning cars. Houses could be charged with them, therefore eliminating the need for natural gas/coal burning energy plants. The future is now, and only you can prevent wildfires.

In this instance, of course, “wildfires” means global warming and the running out of fossil fuels. And it is very preventable. Invest in solar energy! If you don’t have money, pester someone who does into solar energy! Support solar roadways! If you can’t afford that, pester others until they do! The world can be saved, if only we were to actually put in the energy to do so.
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La Casa De Kanye

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Thursday, May 29, 2014 at 8:11 am
Mi Casa
Mi Casa
Ves a la casa de Kanye West. En la casa, hay muchos ventanas. Tiene mucho dinero, tambien. La casa tiene cien sofás, porque Kanye es muy extraño. No hay una sotános. Tiene una lampara.
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Mi Casa

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Tuesday, May 27, 2014 at 11:03 am
Mi Casa
Mi Casa
¡Hola! Esto es mi casa. En mi cabeza, mi casa tiene una sotano. Hay tres sofás. En mi dormitorio, hay una mesa. La mesa es muy grande, porque hay muchos invitados. Mi casa tiene cuatro baños.
Mi casa no es una caja en mi cabeza.
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Cut-Out Project

Posted by Harrison Freed in Art - Freshman - Hull - b1 on Wednesday, May 14, 2014 at 12:41 pm
WHY
WHY
whyy
whyy
​In all likelihood, this is where it ends. The train's last stop is here, and its grand central station has a way of making me feel small. This is where Mrs. Hull realizes I'm legitimately incapable. 
In previous works, I had successfully failed to make it good enough to be good, but it was still strange enough to look original. 
This time around, I had no such luck. 
This cut-out is the construction-paper embodiment of dysfunction. It is the end of my masquerading as a functional artist, and the dawn of my shining ineptitude. Anyone who gazes at these abysmal products would immediately see the clearly guessed, poorly outlined cutouts; they'd see the horribly-colored image of what never, not even on a good day, could appear to be a stool; they would see my terrible skills and they would cry. 
Actual artists are spinning in their grave. 
My mother majored in Art History. After she sees the terrifying contents of this blog post, I may be forced into finding a new mother.
It was apparent from the start that any artistic visions that had the misfortune to fumble into my brain would never be manifested in any objectively "good" form, but maybe I could at least make real things look mildly real. Or, maybe, I couldn't.
SPOILER: I couldn't.

Negative space is the part of a drawing or photograph that isn't focused on. For example: if the positive space in a picture of a ladder is the ladder itself, the negative space would be the space between the rungs. For another example: this negative space cutout is negative space in my artistic career.

Using the definition of negative space, it was easy to discover where negative space was, or what it was meant to be. I recognized the spaces between the parts of the stools and ladder as negative; I recognized the pink in the right side of the cutout as negative and the black on the left side as negative. My projects don't reflect that gained knowledge, however: No matter the reader's grasp on negative space, it must certainly be difficult to ascertain that I had ascertained that which we were meant to ascertain.

Seeing in negative space helps an artist (don't read as "seeing in negative space helps me," for reasons that have, at this point, been made obvious) to see negative space, as it can better define the focus of a project. I clearly didn't utilize it perfectly; in fact, my art seems to have no focus.

Negative space is useful in creating art, for reasons most exemplified by the following: imagine how cool my art would be if it used negative space well.

In conclusion, I hope the reader finds my abominable "art" to be satisfactory.
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Final Perspective Drawing

Posted by Harrison Freed in Art - Freshman - Hull - b1 on Monday, April 21, 2014 at 8:55 am
perspective
perspective
​Prior to this project, I didn't know how to use a vanishing point. I knew that it was required for perspective drawing, but I didn't know exactly how to make lines utilize a vanishing point to give the illusion of depth. This made my art much better, not only in the sense that I could convey depth, but also in the sense that it gave my art a direction. When my goal was just to make a room with depth, it looked a lot more focused on that goal, which I believe is for the best.
If I were to do this project again, I would add more details. My room felt sad and uninhabited.
My advice to someone who has never drawn in perspective would be this: Draw light lines, have a good eraser, and never forget the vanishing point.
Rulers were my most helpful resource, because I could not have drawn straight lines without a straight edge, and I could not have conveyed depth without straight lines. Erasers were helpful too.
Tags: 2013, Orange, perspective
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Nuestro Conversacion

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Thursday, March 27, 2014 at 9:08 am
Conversacion
Conversacion
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Mi Padre es Kanye

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Friday, March 7, 2014 at 8:32 am
Yizzle
Yizzle
El nombre de mi papá es Kanye West, y mi mamá es Kim Kardashian. Mi padres encantan correr todos los días. Mi papá habla nada con yo. Ellos cocinan nunca, porque mis padres tienen muchos ilegal niños por cocina. Papá grita mucho; el es muy fuerte. Su favorita es nunca sus niños. Porque mi padre tiene mal sentimientos por yo, voy al cine solo.

Yo soy siempre mal en los ojos de mis padres. No tengo permiso hablar. Ellos no valen yo.

(Es falso)
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YATW post 2

Posted by Harrison Freed in English 1 - Dunn - X on Monday, March 3, 2014 at 1:31 pm

Hi! Welcome to the second blog post regarding my You and the World project on green energy. Last time, I suggested that more attention need be payed to green energy, and gave facts why. They mostly were about how much of our country could be easily fueled by solar panels, or more surprisingly, cow farts (If you’re too lazy to click the link and see for yourself, I’ll just tell you that there’s a cute picture of cows and you’ll be missing out if you skip over my first YATW blog post). This time around, I produced some original research to see the public’s familiarity and open mindedness to the subject.

I sent out this form, and returned these results. To those of who who aren’t going to click on either link, the first page of the form sees how much responders know about solar panels (cost, savings per 20 years, savings per month, how quickly the investment pays itself back, etc.), and the second page gave the correct answers to the questions first page and asked this of the survey-takers: “Knowing the above info, would you invest in solar panels for your home?”

The results for the first page showed that most people didn’t know much about solar panels. Between the joke responses showing that people don’t really care and the incorrect answers showing that people are uneducated, it became clear that people need to know more about green energy. It seemed that after learning the information I had on the second page, however, most people decided that they would invest in solar panels, and I believe that that is the most important info I gathered: the world would gladly go solar if they knew anything about it.

Responses to “Knowing the above info, would you invest in solar panels for your home?”


This leads to the next part of the YATW project: Agent of Change. For that, I need to go and utilize the information I’ve gathered to put out an effective way of changing this situation. For me personally, I believe the best use of my time in that aspect would be to further educate the masses on green energy. I shall do this by putting information I’ve found to be important around my neighborhood.

Stay tuned for that!



Check out my annotated bibliography here.
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MI ESCUELA ES FRESCO

Posted by Harrison Freed in Spanish 1 - Manuel - C on Monday, February 10, 2014 at 12:00 pm

¡Hola! Me llamo Harry. Tengo catorce años, y soy un estudiante de la Science Leadership Academy. Aqui tengo mi clases. SLA está en el centro de Filadelfia. Esta cerca de La Rittenhouse Square y unos parques. ¡Las clases en la SLA son divertidas siempre, porque los profesores son muy comicos!

Mi clase favorita es la Historia de Africana Americana, porque me encanta platicar sobre la historia. Para tener éxito en la clase de Historia, es necesario participar activamente. En la clase de Historia leemos libros de texto, escribimos ensayos, y hablamos muchos, y me gusta hablar. Una computadora es necesario por buenas notas en todas las clases.

Tenemos muchos profesores en la SLA. La Señorita Manuel y el Señor Todd son dos. El Señor Todd enseña la clase de Historia, y historia es mi favorita. El es amigos con el Señor Kay. La señorita Manuel es la profesora en la clase de Español. La clase es fácil, pero divertido. Ella es cómico, tranquila, y bueno en enseña.

La SLA es una escuela fantástica, en mi opinión. Lo que mas me encanta de SLA es mi amigos. Me cae bien mi amigos porque ellos son bastante fresco. No me gusta nada es la tarea. La tarea no es mucho, pero es difícil. La SLA es muy divertida, muy libre, y bastante fantástica.


Mi video es fresco también.

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Respiration, of the Cellular Variety

Posted by Harrison Freed in Bio-Chem 9 - Sherif - A on Thursday, December 19, 2013 at 2:05 pm

This is our team’s educational presentation on cellular respiration, for our ninth-grade bio-chem class. We didn’t go into creating it knowing much about the subject, but one of the things we wanted to know specifically was about ATP. We kept hearing it, and had no idea that it was adenosine triphosphate, or that if a phosphate was removed it became adenosine diphosphate. One important thing that we learned besides the ATP/ADP thing was that all kingdoms of life use cellular respiration- we do the same thing that bacteria do!

Next time, we will work harder on evaluating the information. In its current state, the review is just three non-interactive questions, which is certainly something that should, in future lessons, be changed.


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YATW Blog Post 1: Efficient Energy

Posted by Harrison Freed in English 1 - Dunn - X on Monday, December 16, 2013 at 9:59 am

“Hey, you put that non-recyclable plastic into the recycling bin” or “Hey, you put that recyclable plastic into the trash bin!” These are scoldings that are heard frequently. “Is it really important? Do I really have to care about where this ends up? How will my life change?” These are retorts often thought but seldom uttered. In this first blog post for my You and the World project, I seek to answer those questions, and talk a little bit about poop (which will make sense soon, I promise).

To start, let’s establish that things can’t be recycled infinitely- every iteration of an item can’t be used as the thing it was last, as quality is lost every time something is reconstituted. A prime example from HowStuffWorks is paper. Paper’s second life will be of a lower quality, meaning it might be lined instead of copy paper. After that, it might not be able to surface as paper at all, and someone might take personal initiative to turn their paper into art or furniture, at which point it has reached the approximate end of its lifecycle. Americans mostly know their job in this (even if they don’t follow through); recycle plastics, papers, and metals, throw out everything else. But is there a point at which it isn’t worth recycling something? Is there a point at which something isn’t a resource, it is merely garbage? Michael C Munger thinks so. He believes that if any item can’t be clearly and efficiently turned into another useful item, it may be just as eco-friendly to shift our focus entirely off of reusing trash and onto turning real, usable materials into energy.

Materials like cow feces (see now?). I’m not limiting the terms “real” and “usable” to poop, but it certainly applies. Here is an interesting infographic on the subject- the most interesting thing it points out, however, is this: “Two adjacent dairy farms in Rexville, WA  produce enough methane to provide electricity for about 1,000 homes.” That’s twelve-hundred cows fueling one-thousand homes. That’s incredible. That raises a very important question: why is this not more widespread?

These guys make lots and lots and lots of gas. Like, a lot.


I’m not trying to refute the usefulness of recycling-bin type recycling- whether or not  that’s truly effective is not an easily answerable question. Some say recycling isn’t even really followed through with. There is no debate on one front, however: green energy is good. I can’t imagine anyone could disagree with saving the environment and saving money.

Recycling is more than just putting things in a bin (though that can help). Recycling is reusing materials, ideally in a way that makes the repercussions tangible. That means composting, and solar panels, and turbines. In a world where so much money is spent on creating energy in processes in which so much exhaust is output while we have the capabilities to cut that price and to clean those emissions, why do we continue? For my You and the World project, I want to help people (my own family included) meaningfully recycle.



Check out my annotated bibliography here.
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Harry Freed: Very Slide

Posted by Harrison Freed in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b2 on Tuesday, December 3, 2013 at 12:52 pm
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(The following is in reference to only the first slide.)
This slide-project was assigned for tech, to help us better understand simplistic design.
I made this slide the way I did because it looks nice- namely, it draws your eyes to the word “WOW” through contrast and and size. I included the word “WOW” and a zoomed in picture of that Shiba Inu because it represents the unhealthy amount of time I spend on the internet. I used the color pallet of red, grey, and white because of how well they contrast. I kept it to three words and one photo so that during presentation, the slide would not visually drown out my voice. I tried to make it so that each set of word took up two thirds of a row of a slide, and so that the picture took up the same, following the rule of thirds.
I had the font as Comic Sans because it was a reference to the internet phenomenon known as "Doge," but decided that Comic Cans wasn't minimalist enough and that I should to change it to Arial.
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(The following is in reference to both slides.)
Through this slide-project, I learned the desired features of a slide. I knew already what an "appealing one" looked like, but having it spelled out so plainly by Presentation Zen was useful.
For the second draft of my slide, I changed the bottom text to "thumbs up" and I changed the location and size of my picture to higher and smaller (respectively), and I changed it from a doge picture to a free thumbs up picture. This was all in the interest of making the doge less annoyingly prominent.
I was unaware that "Ms. Hull set me up for failure."
During classroom discussion, I learned how easy it was to pick on even the best of student art. In a topic you are well educated in, any error becomes glaring.
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Lucid Chart

Posted by Harrison Freed in Technology- Freshmen - Hull - b2 on Friday, November 22, 2013 at 6:53 am
​Today in Tech, Orange stream had to use the online application "Lucidchart" to create a flowchart showing the online network in our homes. We did this to:
1. Learn more about our home and the internet by knowing how it works (to an extent) and
2. To learn more about Lucidchart, so that we may utilize it for our classes.
We had previously been taught about the differences between the AUP (Acceptable Use Policy) for SLA and the School District of Philadelphia. In general, the school district's seemed to be more strict.
In other news, I forgot to bring in lunch today.
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