S - The Michigan Daily - Wednesday, October 13. 1999 ... There are still some things that make 420 Maynard Street Ann Arbor, MI 48109 daily. letters@umich.edu Edited and managed by studerats at the University of Michigan HEATHER KAMINS Editor in Chief JEFFREY KOSSEFF DAVID WALLACE Editorial Page Editors Unless otherwise noted, unsigned editorials reflect the opinion of'the majority of the Dailv : editorial board. All other articles, letters and cartoons do not necessarily reflect the opinion of The Michigan Daily. Apply liberally Students should explore all academic choices like to think that In'm a pretty masc ii line man. I don't wear pink. I've never seen Steel Magnolias or Fried Grec2 Tomatoes.l ven more importantly. I iae no intention to. W\hen I eat. I usual ly need to use at least Fiive napkins. I think cuys like Woody. Allen gige real men a bad name. We're supposed to be strong and support-' ive to our ladies. We're supposed to be like rocks. Orne other thing is that we're not supposed to like musicals. As bad as most ike musicals are. there is Lopez one musical that has carved its place in the stone of masculinit. Of course, I'm talk- ing about "The Blues Brothers." And like the Blues Brothers, I've been feeling kind of weird lately. Ive been feeling like Jake during that epic scene when James Brown asks him, "Have you seen the light'?" and Jake yells back,"The band! The band! The BAND!" All of a sudden, they're "on a mis- sion from God." I've been feeling like I'm on a mis- sion from God. Perhaps all this morality talk has been getting to me, or some- thing. A few days ago, I was walking down the street when I passed a bum that asked me for some spare change.~This is no unusual thing in Ann Arbor. Usually, I'll just brush these guys off. I'll nod and smile, look away, or do something that I am quite sure I wouldn't like to see if' I was in their position. Once dismi cd. th\e n\eer crou Ik mind again. Nod. smile and t'oraet. I always rationalized my behav ior b4 thinkii that if I .av e them ,;;xanonic\ thex d just go spend it on booze. Naturally. I don't want that. I'd also think that thex should go get a job. Yeah. I'm prctty cold. I 'n not proud of it. I m not proud of a lot of thiniis. .\yax, to get hack to the story, this gux asked me for mnone%. As usual. I nodded and smiled. I kept walkimg and w as just about to forget wx hen, crap. I couldn't. Instead of for et- ting about him. I started to feel guilhi. I thought to mvsel]f. "You are such a oIusk punk. Talking about 1iorals. trx i to be a cood person - and you don't exen gixe a lousy quarter to a poor bum on the street.. I wondered if lie had any faniily. Did lie have sisters like me? Mavbe lie used to be a student here. I felt bad for this poor guy. As I wondered what could have happened to make everyone in his life turn away from him, I kept on wvalking. I probably had a twenty and a pocket full of change at the time. Even if I didn't. I was on my way to the Burro. I could hax e at least gotten him some nachos. I did not. It is amazing how one transgression can lead to many more. How does this tie in with being "on a mission from God?" Like I said, not two months ago, I wouldn't have given that guy a second thought. I would have con- tinued to exist in my own little world. I would have done some community ser- vice, but I wouldn't have cared about those that I helped. That was my whole problem. I didn't care. Do you care about what has been U /s all the same. happening in I a i IwiI lIetnI tiiop7ia. Iraq. DIet roit Y psilani and th* corner of \\ ill iam ;mid State I didn't. \\ lien x on dlo t see x ourself in the eyes of the suffering. it is reallx eas to torget that t hex ~re human. 1.ike Jlake and I lx ood, I'i startinc to care. I doni plan to sinle and nod the iiext time a iraeiit xalks up to me. I doii't think it is possible to lead a 'ood" life h iuiormiig t he pli ht o f the less for- tunate l'i st'ill no saint. I ri p onm flriends' mothers. I x at to choke some o the drixers in this town. I refuse to exer- isL. but hope'ull; all of this will slow ix chance. 'ci startinli to care. This is the ''iiission Irom Gjod." I ook xx hat it did to the Blues Brothers they xx Cut to jail to saxe the orphan- ae:Thex didn 'tha e to. Jake could blaxe cotten back tocether wxith Carrie isher and I lhxood could have hooked up x with I" i. I' lad they didn't and I wish more of us were like them. \lay be mor. of us are. All I knox is that the next time somhe- one asks for a small token or a little faxor, ['moin to care. I'm oing to appreciate the opportunity to connect with another person and I'll probably take it. Shouldn't we all take those opportunities' The answer to that is a no- brainer. Unfortunately, for the past 24 years. I've had no brain. ".la(it Lcuge " is about ilt pct Sot2l e)Cr)(icfl ( 4 0/n1'r averag'e gur' (t Jour averagc, prestigous university. Do ou know unv'one who wiaclks through li/f withe an aura of/peace? ou know tni h' the rei/xed ctmospherc that srU/r'outndlsl thor.) Send rc/erences to dlike Lopc_:: m/cmIrgtcL a umich.elu. Gloll. Blue! T"NTAT IVE