I watched two movies tonight.

One called North Country, and the other Lakawana Blues. Both were tearjerkers. In North Country, a woman is tired of how men are treating her at her job in which she is a coal minor. No one believes that men are harrasing her. No one believes a word she says. Her son hates her and wants her locked away. All she did was tell the boss about the harrassment and she was being ingnored. The men coal minors hold a meeting. The woman (whose name is Josie by the way) goes up and speaks. They put her down. Finally her father goes up there and defends her which is ironic, because he has tried to ignore her for as long as possible from a grudge he has with her. The grudge was that she had a child, at a young age. The father tells the other men at the meeting on the microphone something like "How would you feel if your daughter was being called these [names]", the coal minors wrote on the  walls  "cunts" (directed towards her and the other women) and called her a whore. Everyone thought she slept around with everyone.She didn't.All she was doing was trying to work at the coal mine and earn money to feed her kids, and she was being judged horribly.Later on, when she is in court, she lets out that her child's father was her teacher in high school, the teacher had raped her, and the other high school student (who was the main one harrasing her in the coal mine) saw, and just ran away. At that moment, the father jumped on the teacher who was sitting on the benches. The teacher had come in and that's when she identified who he was to the court. In order to win her case, she had to have three women testify, in the end, all the women slowly stood up. And Josie's son finally sat down with her, they talked, and hugged. I cried because people can be such jerks, and mistreat other people, and that movie makes you realize that stuff like that actually happens.

What's the moral?

We need to treat people right, quit putting them down to make ourselves feel better, quit taking lives for no reason, quit complaining because we didn't get that new thing that everybody has, and have respect for those that deserve it.

Lakawana Blues was about a woman called Nannie who took care of everyone. She was a mother to all.A boy she raised goes back to his hometown and reminists all the memories of that town and Nannie. The town had perished by then, broken down, with empty buildings. Each person he ever grew up with gave them a piece of themselves (stories, history) to make his life better. They all wanted a better life for him. This was based on a true story.

What's the moral?

People are dying everyday, and we are arguing over the stupidest things, when what we really need to do is sit down, share great memories, hold on to ones that are close to us, and try to never judge one by their exterior or race.