Jagged Little Pill Essays

  • You Oughta Know Analysis

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    they insisted upon it. This decade was responsible for some of the most powerful female anthems from many different genres of music but one song stood out above the rest and made singer-songwriter Alanis Morissette a world-wide phenomenon. “Jagged Little Pill” was Morissette’s third studio album was released on June 13, 1995. It was an instant commercial success that many considered a feminist masterpiece and cultural awakening. Three of the songs off

  • A Futuristic Story

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    and everyone knew someone who had been taken by it. The quarantine law was enacted to supposedly help the people, but it just demoralized us, taking loved ones away with little hope of return...no hope. No one had ever returned from the devils waiting room, grotesque iron gates ensured no one entered or left without permission, jagged spikes stood tall like a set of teeth which guarded the way to a more sinister path. No one knew what actually happened in the stomach of the metal monster, some believed

  • The Perks Of Being A Wallflower: Freudian Theory

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    He’d play the records for the party sitting alone on one side, buy meaningful gifts for everyone, and keep “little secrets” for everyone: be it his dad, his sister or his Aunt Helen and save Patrick from Brad and his friends etc. Next up, Patrick at first gives more of an ID’s impression but once analyzed in detail, he fits the EGO component more. Why? He has

  • The Importance of Sexuality in Ken Kesey´s Novel One Flew Over the Cuckoo´s Nest

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    slave or a defender, one must be willing to have it all or have absolutely nothing, and every patient has very little control over that choice. In an Oregon psychiatric hospital; the male patients are divided into the Acutes, who can be cured, and Chronics, who cannot be cured at all. The mental patients are dominated by Nurse Ratched, a prior army nurse who controls the ward with jagged and sterile precision. During daily group meetings, she instigates the patients to attack one another in their

  • Perspectives on Fear

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    the homeopathic remedies. I drink “calming” teas, take showers, and inhale scents advertised to promote sleep and relaxation. I even have a lavender neck pillow. Nevertheless, when I am inflicted with a bout of sleeplessness, there is usually very little I can do but wait it out. I stay away from sleep drugs. The streetlamp outside paints shapes across the wall next to my bed. I can see them in the darkness, dull orange lines that have become familiar in my many restless nights. At the heart of

  • Blonde Bombshell: Norma Jean Mortensen

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    Growing up without a mother and father involved in her life, Norma Jeane Mortensen blew past the stereotypes of others about her and became known throughout the whole world for things some would not want to be recognized by. Even though Mortensen had many obstacles that she had to overcome, she tussled through to reach ultimate success and fame. Norma worked continuously in many different movies and T.V. shows to see an outcome in her fame. Norma Jeane Mortensen experienced a crazy childhood and

  • Persuasive Essay On Aloe

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    She sat down in the corner on her oversized cream arm chair and ottoman to start her reading. The book about nature’s guide to your fertility was specific about the placement of furniture in her bedroom, but also in the dining room, and even right down to the entryway. It had some simple ideas such as adding a filter to the tap water. The book said that the toxins can lead to infertility. Then it got into weeding and gardening. It told her to plant aloe vera and cactus inside the home. It is supposed

  • My Dream of the Ocean: A Narrative Fiction

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    darkness for another moment. When I took them away, it was almost too bright in the room. At my round window, I ran my fingers around the seal. No excess moisture, in fact it was getting dry. I'd have to apply oil soon so little spaces wouldn't develop along the glass edge. Little pockets of air could cause splits in the thirsty suction of the vacuum seal. The interior temperature also needed to be dialed down even though I was chilled. My oil drum, with its smiling picture of a girl holding an ear