Role Model Homework

I thought I'd write my first peice of homework here on account of not wanting to have to remember to print it off, anyway, here it is.



I don't really have any role models, to be perfectly honest with you, I try to act the way that I think I should, rather than the way someone I know and respect does. The same goes for all aspects of my life, I go about my business completely uninterested in others' opinion of me, and everything I say or do, I do to my own standard and in my own manner. However, this is an assignment concerning role models, so I have summoned up the closest that I can get to the traditional role model, my father. As far as taste, fashion, hobbies and all the other superficial things that people think on are concerned, me and my dad couldn't be more different. He plays the banjo, I play electric guitar, he dresses like a homeless man that wandered through Topman while seriously intoxicated, I look like I wandered through Oxfam in a similar state of befuddlement, and his hobbies are fairly varied, but always reasonably terrible. For example, during the holidays, for fun, mind you, we painted the fence in the back garden, and generally tidied up the appearance of our house. I would hve rather been chewing off my own feet, but, as it happens, I spent most of my time walking my dog, listening to heavy metal and playing xbox games, which he considers to be a ridiculous and pointless invention, much to my disgust.

Nevertheless, the values of right and wfong, and what you should do when confronted with extraordinary circumstances are very, very similar indeed. We both have an almost overdeveloped sense of right and wrong, in which there is no grey area, and he has instilled in me over the years the basic truth of life, namely being that you stand up for yourself, for others and for the things in which you believe, whatever the cost. In essence, he shoved a backbone made of the strongest moral fibre imaginable up a place it is unwise to mention in an essay to a teacher from a very early age. For this despite the terrible taste in music and the ghastly things he does for 'fun', I can only be grateful in the extreme, because a life spent with any other attitude, would, in my opinion, be bloody awful.

My first post...

Hi, my name is Sean Pooler, and this is my blog for communications and culture. I am an outgoing, laid back kind of person, with an interest in the human psyche and what makes people do what they do. Because of this, I decided to take Coms and Culture in order to broaden my mind and learn a little as regarding the subject.
Thanks for reading.