Monday, November 14, 2005

Gas and Girlfixer (The Distillers)

Gas is falling. Now after months of more then a dollar a litre for gas (or whatever you Americans have with your non-metric system) it seems that prices are falling faster then last years iPod. Now I'm not saying it'll go down to 30 cents. But I have contacts within the gas companies that tell me the reason for the fall in pricing. It cost 5 people thier lives and 10,000 jobs but by the great rain serpent in the sky, I will bring the news to the lumping proletariat.
It today society oil is the lifeblood of the world. Oil keeps the cars moving, keeps the electricty juicing and keeps small sea creatures dying. But it seems that as a fossil fuel that its time on our little rock from the sun is limited, much like Maroon 5's career. Now, I'm no geologist or economics expert but I did walk onto an all womens college in Pennsylvania once. What I learned, beside the fact that mace hurts, is that we're searching for an alternative fuel source simply because oil is sooooo last century. Thier thinking now electricity will keep our small 4-door sedans moving.
Little do the gigantic gas and oil companies know but theirs a massive almost limitless supply of oil almost right where there sitting. Where is this magical and probably fake oil? Its in Mar Del Plata, Argintina. I know, I was surprised to. But thats what my contacts told me. See how far a stick of gum and $3 candian can get you?
I went to Mar Del Plata to follow up on this rumour. To my knowledge it was nothing but a relaxing resort town. But there was some meeting going on. They kept screaming about Bush. Now, I know the mid-90s Austrailian alternative-rock group was only so-so but really was rioting the answer? So avoiding the bricks, maltov cocktails, bits of lumber and tear gas I made my way through til I found the place. Let me tell you, those Americas Summit Meeting guards sure are rough. So what if I started digging right between the Presidents of Venezuala and Brazil? They didn't seem to notice too much. They were trying to stop Bush. Maybe the group was reforming and coming to thier respected countries, I don't know. 5 musketeers indeed.
In the end I sold my kidney to get back home. It was an unsuccessful trip all round. My contacts lied, I disrupted a trade meeting and I never found the massive hidden cache of oil. But I did come back with some cool scars. So, to you my friends I say this. Oil may not be around forever, but it will be around long enough to find us some better fuels. Why don't we go back to horses? Fast, reliable and if it comes down to it you can make glue outta them!
Adieu.
My kidney is lonely.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Insatiable Indulgence

The American Dream is a dream of a greater life, a life of wealth and riches, luxury and indulgence. Every one of us is the elite of tomorrow, every one of us believes we will be something tomorrow. This idea is fueled by Capitalism, and our will for more. It is humanity. Greed is all that has been with us since the dawn of man, and without greed, humanity would have no reason to invent. It is greed that propels us, it is greed that drives us. It is greed that feeds us. We have this dream of a greater life, a life in which we are the elite. This dream is what corrodes our soul, and mutilates our being. It bears down on our soul, it weakens our constitution, and at last, when we can no longer resist its will, when we can no longer stand its weight, we collapse, and find ourselves content in our miscontentment. We come to our knees, and find ourselves alive in death, we find ourselves envious of those who we should have been. We hide in their shadows of illusion, fearful that we will never be what we had dreamed, we will never be what we should have. We hide in their shadow, behind a facade of fallacy, and illusion. Our illusion is possession. We buy to appear to be the greater, what we still believe ourselves to be. We wallow in the destruction of others, the take pleasure in knowing that others are worse, impoverished, beaten, and crushed. We build ourselves up while tearing others down, We derive pride from the annihilation of others, devastation is our bane. We ravage our souls, and massacre our humanity. We give up all that is good and righteous, and willingly nullify all that is charitable and upright. We are the middle class. We are the discontent. We are the patricians of tomorrow.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Hallows Eve and Halloween (Dead Kennedys)

Yes, it's that time of year again. When ghosts, ghouls and freaks roam the streets. No I'm not talking about the latest Maroon 5 concert. I'm speaking about Halloween! The time when its cold and we light pumpkins on fire. Since I'm the only one awake and had 10 cups of coffee and have no real responsiblilties to speak of, I will be giving you loverly people my take on this magically dark time.
Halloween has always been a surprising time of year. The time when the spiritual world and ours are at thier closest. Therefor we must frighten the spirits of the dead...and people who are afraid of orange away. The time when all the kids go out dressed as superheroes or whatever these kids dress up as these days knock on doors like Jehovah witnesses and the only way to get rid of them is by throwing candy into their bags.
This is also a time for punk teens (I use punk as a derrogtory term refferring to thier actions not of the music in general) to blow things up. I don't understand that aspect. Lighting off fireworks and explosions is about a 30 second thrill. I was young once. When Wilson was president. And let me tell you small explosions are no fun. Found that out when I was sitting by a gas station in Rockford, Maryland. Still banned from that state. People shouldn't have been filling up anyway.
So on this time go out with your kids, legitimate or otherwise, and celebrate this creepy holiday. Dressing up is fun. Don't see why we can't all year long. Just as long as people don't dress up as Maroon 5 or Bush. Those two things are scary enough as it is. And stay away from that stragly haired guy. He's up to no good. In conclusion, watch out for drugs and razorblades. As for me, I'm going to go into my room turn off the lights and eat a bag of Snickers bars weeping the fact that I'm so terribly alone. Party it up all you freaks. Stupid time-change.
Adieu.
My muscles need candy.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Underground

A sharp rush of air, as the subway muscles it's way through the dense air under London. Semi circular tunnels, bearing the grimy memories of thousands of hours of travel beneath the ancient city on their dark-grouted tiles.
The clack of the steel wheels on the railway tines, the rattle of the swaying aluminum cars as they whisk through the constricted underground, the bark of the audio warning "Mind the gap, mind the gap".
This subterranean transportation system has made movement possible for millions daily through one of the most constricted, highly trafficked, and wealthy cities on earth. But it has provided so much more, pride- in it's engineering marvel which has withstood the pressures of public traffic, and the weight of the surrounding earth alike for over a hundred years; and during Londons most trying days, these round, tiled walls gave life saving shelter to thousands during the Second World Wars' Blitz.
But this year, just weeks after I left this great city, this very subway which I whisked through to tour the rich sights and experiences of London, was bombed. Beginning with Kings Cross station- one which I frequented during my stay; bombs ripped through the aluminum shell of the cars, splintering the trademark tiles, warping the indelicate ribbons of steel track with it's massive heat.
This institution which has contributed so much to this city, and indeed to the world, was used to kill innocent human beings on their way into the city- becoming pawns in the bloody game of international policy, tools of oppressive fundamentalism the world over. The sobering hate which courses through this world becomes so apparent, when written in blood on the cracked, dark-grouted tiles of the London Underground.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Katrina Catharsis

Hurricane Katrina, horrifying natural disaster that it was, can be used as a metaphor for a societal catharsis that gives valuable insight into the state of America, and the South in particular. It made very evident the disparity between the social classes in New Orleans, and sadly, the races in as many cases.
However, if we allow this experience to act as true catharsis, that is, a release of emotional tension, as after an overwhelming experience, that restores or refreshes the spirit; we can banish the demons of this terrible event and move forward with clear minds, and forward eyes, and right the wrongs which have become so painfully evident.
The grand old city of New Orleans has been decimated, it's citizens scattered, and her poorest residents left dead, or still trapped within the flooded city.
An entire city left homeless.
But hope remains, since we are given an unprescedented opportunity to begin anew on solid footing. A chance, with the city homeless, to ensure that in rebuilding, that everyone does have a home. That those who had the least to cling to, but who lost all, before the merciless pounding of the cruel sea, rise from this tragic event to new heights, as the city, and the nation move upwards from below sea level, and again, onto solid ground.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Music and M&Ms (Blink 182)

Music is all around us. You cant avoid it. PSP's, iPods and the like make your music even more portable and easy to listen to. Today since no one on this thingy wants to post I will give you a brief and quite possibly wrong history of Rock. Just because I have that kind of time.
Before rock there was a thing called country. This country was evil and should never be heard by humans who dont wear plaid and have over-alls. But then in the South a new music was coming. A musical style call Blues. Ah, nothing says good times like blues. It was so diffrent. It had soul, it was ALIVE! A young man of Tennesee then heard this blues. His name of course was Jehosophat Bringal. No, I lied. His name was....Elvis.
Elvis then took this blues and made it popular to suburban teens. The term was later called rock 'n' roll. Much like Elvis, I have the swiviling hips. Let me tell you its hard to stand in line. Rock 'n' roll was good, clean American fun. It spread across the world and of course Elvis went on to sell millions of records and dying on a toilet. Or did he?
The 60's brought a change to the music style of youth. Folk and rock melded into hippie music. But the sixties also brought excellent artists and bands. Jimi Hendrix, the Rolling Stones before Kieth Richards became the living dead and the Beatles to name just a few. It was a time of Vietnam and Love-Ins. Of social change and Peace-ing out. Of course the drugs helped too. *Cough*.
With a the end of the Sixties an evil empire started to rise. This empire was called disco. Disco is the music of Hades, people. Disco shouldve been taken out and shot. But there was hope a small rebellion lead by bands like AC/DC, Lynyrd Skynyrd, KISS, The Guess Who, Queen, Pink Floyd, Led Zepplin, Alice Cooper, Black Sabbath and many others. This small rebellion held out through the years battling the evil empire of disco throughout the Seventies. Then my children the real music rebellion began in a far off land. Punk. The Clash, Siouxsie & the Banshees, The Adverts, Generation X, Sex Pistols, The Slits and X-Ray Spex all started a strong underground following. Then this punk rock scene spilled over to America where bands like the Ramones, The Misfits, Black Flag, Dead Kennedys, Circle Jerks and the Germs flourished. It was a wierd and pierced time.
But all good and punkish things must come to an end. By the 80's most of ye olde punk bands had burned out or faded away. Making way for the oddest music ever. New Wave. Wierd hair and sythesizers were the order of the day. And eveything was tight. I dont know why it just was. Im far too lazy to name New Wave bands though. There were far, far too many. But there was still some rocking bands in the Eighties. The Scorpions, Van Halen, Motley Crue, Ozzy Osbourne, Poison, Iron Maiden, Def Leppard, Sammy Hagar, Quiet Riot, Metallica, Warrant and of course the probably biggest band of all time U2. Throughout the Eighties there was a thing called "hair metal". So named of course because of the gigantic sprayed hair the band members had. It wasn't true rock but hey, what else were you listening to in the 80s? Madonna? Michael Jackson? Tears for Fears? It was a time of experiment and wild, wildness, parties. Mmm, cocaine. To quote Robin Williams, "...anything that makes you impotent and paranoid, mmm, gimme more of that!"
Hair metal died a quick death by the early 90's. Then the Seattle scene happened. All of a sudden, instead of gigantic guitar riffs you heard depressign, angst filled music. This music, of course is called, Grunge. Say the name out loud and you can basically figure out the idea behind it. Bands that came out of the 90s were the most influential and great of all time for rock. Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, REM, Bush, Smashing Pumpkins, Blur, Silver Chair, Alice in Chains and of course the great and mighty Nirvana. This was the time of alternative rock. It was dark, it was moody and it effected a generation of teens. And of course it was FUN! Cant spell "my-life-sucks-but-hey-so-does-his" without fun. But unfortunatly after Kurdt Cobains suicide the grunge scene kinda...well, died. There was however a small revival of punk. Green Day, The Offspring, Rancid, The Transplants, The Distillers and the like started to come out of the woodwork. By the late 90s experimintation was the order of the day. Rap-metal, and more electronic sounding rock started appearing. Limp Bizkit, Linkin Park, Rage against the Machine, Korn to name a few. Im not going on about that because it was a dark time.
Finally here we are at the early 2000's. Rock has finally come back. And more commercialized then ever. But thats not the point. Bands like Nickelback, Default, Theory of a Deadman, Our Lady Peace, Seether, Sum 41, Billy Talent, Three Days Grace, Jimmy Eat World and the like coming through the speakers. Also in every generation there is one band that makes you want to stick your head underwater. Im talking about Maroon 5. Why are people still listening to them? Havent they read this famous blog?
What're people going to say ten years from now? Will this generation of music fans have it worse of? Or are we in the midst of a revolution in rock music? I hate Good Charlotte. Dont ask me why. Just a thing between them, me and an elevator in Idaho. We shall see in another five years whether this music can last or will it just be a fad. I refuse to listen to rap if rock dies. I plan on holding out with rock CDs and a shotgun if it comes to that.
Adieu.
My body hair is growing exceptionally.

Friday, September 02, 2005

New Month and Not really New Name

Yes, it has been awhile since any of us here at the former "Insane ramblings of the decreped" have posted. But heres a short one for you. In Septemeber there will be more posts by myself, II, and the philosopher. Even if we are very lazy or drunk. And perhaps we'll bring back caffienated canuck because hes had far too much free time. Have no fear faithful readers, the Turkey Shoot shall persist. Like a boil. Septemeber will bring many new and hilariously controversial topics. Like Neptunes anger at New Orleans. So wait and see what we have in store. If anything at all.

The Pretty One.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Steroids and Stand Your Ground (Rancid)

Recently there has been a boom of people using the "juice". Baseballs players being hauled in front of committees saying they have never, EVER, EVER used steroids now come back and go "oh yeah, there was this one time.." . But really are any of us surprised? You see these guys on TV and think, "my religious diety, that mans arms are the size of my thigh". But thats not the frightening thing. If you consider shrunken genitals and large melon headed dudes with muscles the size of a small car not frightening. Kids are now getting hooked on steroids.
Back in the good or bad old days, I cant recall which, players didnt have preformance inhancing drugs. Babe Ruth was usually smashed outta his gord when he stepped up to the plate for example. But nowadays baseball needs to be exciting. Have you every watched a full game of baseball? Its the slowest most dull sport in the world. Ive got a brilliant idea. Lets make the players go on crack. Thatd make for some excting baseball. Picture outfielders fleeing from the ball cuz they think it'll bite them. Watching baseball is very taxing. Its slow. But then they hit it and it goes up up and up til some idiot catches it. Or runs into another guy.
For professional ball players it seems fine. But now teen girls are using steroids to get that toned and defined look. What? Its called going to a gym you lazy twit. Little Leaguers are being tested for drugs. I think its time for sport parents to take it down a notch. If little Jimmy has muscles bigger then daddies, and hes ten, PROBLEM! Guys are using steroids to become buff and strong so the ladies will flock to them like flys on a corpse by the train tracks. Listen boyos, you dont need muscles to get women. I should know. Picture a stick with an orange atop it. Thats me. Cept less round....and orange.
So whats to be done? How bout for one we keep the drugs away from the kiddies. How the heck does a 14 year old girl walk into a health food store and grab a can of Insta-muscle? It boggles my mind. Or trivial pursuits it. Everyone is trying to be better in this day and age. Look better, preform better etc. What they dont know is that they dont have too. Looks will fade. Cept mine. Im an elf. And even if you do make it to the big leagues making 10 million a year, whats going to happen when they find the next Mark Maguire or Sammy Sosa? Your going to be kicked out with all your faded glory. People should learn to love themselves as is. Or if you dont go be active. I mean honestly, instead of spending $500 dollars to get a tub of steroid juice go get yourself to a fitness club. Take pilates. Do you really want to live in a world of angry, shrunken testicled, monsters? Maybe just to get rid of Maroon 5 fine. I know some of you do but Im speaking to the guy beside you. Juice should be back to fruits not drugs.
Adieu.
My moles resemble contellations.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Paranoia and Paper Wings (Rise Against)

With the passing weeks of the London Bombings the West has certainly stepped up security measures. The bombs of London or as the American networks like to call it LONDON TERROR!!!!!!!....Ahem, rattled the world. Over 50 dead and still looking for some of the bombers the Brits have kept thier cool throughout with total contempt for terrorists and thier plots. But the real question is. How can we make more people trigger-happy paranoids?
After the attacks London has basically gone back to normal. Just with hightend sercurity measures. But still the fear of yet another attack is on the minds of millions of Lodoners. But hey, if it happened to London why shouldnt the US crank up ye ole security watch? Since most Americans dont know where London is I assume thats why. Increased security measures on subways and trains throughout the US. Thier even implementing a machine that tests if you have any gunpowder residue on you like they have in some airports.
But really, is any of it effective? Yes, allows the capture of terrorists but in most cases it just slows up the already tortoise like movement of traffic. If a nutjob really wants to blow himself up he will due so. No security measures short of shooting him will do it. A metal detector and a cop aint gonna stop another shoebomber. He'd just blow himself up. But therein lies an intresting thing about the London Bombings. The terrorists didnt blow themselves up. They simply planted the bombs and then left to detonate (or fail to) later. That way they can live and bomb another day.
Now just for a certain friend of mine I'll throw some tolerance in this mess. Muslims in the US and Europe now are viewed as potential terrorists. Second glances and in your head are thinking? "cood dis man be dee bad man dat dee great and powerful Lou Dobbs sayd r awout dere?" (Im paraphrasing of course I dont know what your thinking....you should do that though). Muslims in their own arent extremists theres only a wee margin of nuts that recruit lost and angry teens to go and kill people in the name of God. Lou Dobbs. What a shmuck.
So here we are at the end. Terrorism is a horrible, cowardly, backwards, use of psychological warfare. But the thing is there isnt just one gigantic al-Qaida out there to smoosh. No. There are small cells that operate independently of it. There might never be an end to terrorism, but then again with that kind of thinking the terrorists win. The world will continue turning. Soldiers from the West may very well remain in the Holy Land which causes more terrorism which means more soldiers. I like cycles. So the next time there is a large terrorist attack on some large metropolis by a misguided guy listening to Maroon 5 all day. Im not sure if terrorists listen to crappy music but I assume so. We must be like the Brits and keep a "stiff upper lip" about this whole business. Problem is, you look like an idiot if you try to keep your upper lip stiff. I knew you'd try it.
Adieu.
My hair is on fire.

Friday, July 29, 2005

Shuttles and Summer of '69 (MXPX)

Since Lance Armstrong, Sputnik and that dog went up into space. People have been sending crap into the sky quicker then a ball player on steroids. But it wasnt all good times and floating. In 2003 the shuttle Columbia exploded before landing in Miami killing all 7 aboard. Since then NASA has been quickly trying to work out the kinks in shuttle design and electronics. Now with the coming (hopefully) of the shuttle Discovery, the worlds obsession with space can continue.
By this time if you had been born in the last forty years we were supposed to be living on the moon. Having a grand old time floating, playing golf and eating mooncakes. But it seems that we're still where we started. Except we have better clothes instead of tin foil and flock of seagulls haircuts.
Since the beginning of time man has wondered whats out there. So for a couple thousand years we waited until the Soviets sent up the first object ever to make it into space. Sputnik. Sounds like something you say when you get hit. Then they sent a dog and a dude. Not toegether. Thatd be wierd. But it was the God-a-fearin', gun loving, freedom keeping, good ol' USA that sent the first shmuck to the moon. We've all heard the speech so I wont say it.
But with the success of many missions had to have failures. The shuttle Challenger exploded in 1986 after a rocket booster failed. Then more recently the Columbia exploded. But the majority of the missions are successful. If you count if gerbils can survive in flight a success. NASA will continue to tweak and fix most problems.
So whats my point? How long are you people going to keep asking me that? Honestly. My point is this. Though I highly doubt we'll see commercialized space travel in our time, it is becoming more easy to join a space program. I dont want to go to space. Aliens and an evil Empire are out there. Trust me I know. Though it may never be Star Trek or Star Wars or Battlestar Galactia or other of those nerd shows, it will be increasingly rare for disasters to happen. Maybe they'll put Maroon 5 on the moon. Save everyone from ear bleedings. Watch out for falling foam and satillites people.
Adieu.
My shins are glass

Sunday, July 24, 2005

ie.


You may have noticed the lack of posting lately, and for this I apologize.
I am currently working on several posts, and am having trouble with all of them.
But fear not good people of earth, they will soon come!
The dark and sinister Lord Writers-block-simus shall not triumph!

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Technology and Tropical London (Rancid)

For over a thousand years, when people were seen gesturing and yelling at apparently nothing they were labelled as insane. Or a witch. Either way you were basically kicked out of the community to die a lonely and crazy death. But with the advent of the cell phone those days are long passed. Now we medicate the crazy people. Or give them a computer, a blog and enough coffee to kill a bull moose. Come follow me on the wild rainbow coloured bridge that is this Turkey shoot.
Cell phones now are abundant. Everywhere you look theres adds for family plans or being free from the catch or roll-over minutes or whatever else. The first cell phones were gigantic bricks. Wieghed about 3 pounds and got horrible reception. Only the rich or the stupid would buy them to show thier statues in society. As the times changed so did the phones. Car phones were made because hey, whats more important your life going 75 kmh or your 30 second phone call to your wife on what your going to have for supper?
Then finally the hands-free devices came along and the phones got smaller and smaller. Now they're just inserted into your ear like something see outta that movie I, Robot. Now people clame that cell phones cause brain cancer. I dont know when did I become a radialogist? IF the do then its an incredibly small amount. Unless you got the Nuclear Powered Cell phone Im pretty sure your safe.
So whats to become of our i-Pod, Blackberry, Cell phone the size of your pinky, electric car society? Very little I imagine. There will always be "better" ways to go through your life with the help of doo-dadds and gizmos. Theres an infommercial about this robot that cleans your floor with the help of magnets. Looks like a ball in a cake pan. But maybe soon we'll all be living in a Star Wars/Trek exsistence with light speed, astromech droids and phasers. I wish I had a phaser. My point is, if I can remember correctly, is that technology will improve our lives with more "necessary" ways to do business. Tellers to ATMs, 8-tracks to MP3s, computers to ...smaller, faster computers. Technology is niether good nor bad. It can be annoying all round because if you dont have the latest stuff, well, your nobody.
Adieu.
My eyebrows are smuggling drugs.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Innocence and I Fought the Law (The Clash)

Recently Hilary Clinton spoke to reporters on how the American culture is filled with violence and sex. Why? Could it be the lack of true role-models to teens and kids? Could it be the lack of jobs needed? Is it the drugs? Are you on drugs? Its drugs isnt it? No. Its the old industry that always gets blamed. Not pornography. That industry does fairly unspeakable things but we wont talk about that. Or will I? Hmm. Anyway no. The real industry that gets whacked for degrading our society is..video games.
Remember the good old days of Pong and Mario? Well picture Pong as two guys whaling on each other with tons of blood and guts and Mario doing the horizontal limbo with Princess Peach during the game. Kinda wierd right? Well thats what Mrs. Clinton is saying that happens with all games. Too violent, overly-sexual time wasters. Most games have a degree of violence. And a very small number of games have sexual content. Sexual content being blurry or blacked out images. And time-wasting....well most games are.
Clinton spoke of one game in paticular "Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas". Claiming that she was disgusted when she heard that you can follow step by step instructions on how to get a pornographic scene in the game. First of all, who finds these things out? How long do you have to spend to find something naughty? and secondly, the only reason people would look for this is A) Too have a good laugh or B) do naughty sinful things in the privacy of their homes. Now Ive played San Andreas and yes it is violent and it does have very strong language and sexual themes. But it was FUN!
When you think gamer you think of a 16 year old social-indept Dungeons and Dragons, "I got an A on my trigonometry test" type of guy. But the gaming world has changed. Yes, teens and young people make up a large portion of the gaming industry but the average age of a gamer is 31. And not only males are in there. There are tons of female gamers as well. The gaming industry sees the age of the gamers and makes games directed for them. Hence the violence and sex.
Im not saying that showing little Billy a hooker getting beaten is a good thing but I am saying that we can cut a little slack to the industry. But if Hilary and all the rest have their way we'd see titles like "Amish Adventure", "Fun with Shapes", "Watch Paint Dry". Kids should get games that are directed for their age range. But you shoudlnt shelter your kids from it. Being exposed to it and showed that while yes its fun or funny you shouldnt do it in real life. So whats to be done? Games will always have a degree of violence and sexuality. Nothing will save that. If a bill goes through showing that video games are too be always geared for kids there will be many an angry blog. If you want to censor something get Maroon 5 off the air. Now if you'll excuse me Im going to play a rousing game of "Watching Paint Dry".
Adieu.
My spine is crooked.

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Keebler elves

Elves. I like elves, because they help to create delicious, delicious cookies for our consumption. Wouldn't working elves all night making cookies without pay, and with crazy hours constitute a sort of slave labour? And are these elves aware that they're helping to lead our children head first into an obesity epidemic.
Oh, I remember the obesity epidemic of ol' aught 9, it was horrible jimmy, there were porkchops and cheesecake everywhere! I wonder if they're happy, because in an existentialist, moral-less world, if the elves are happy in their ebesity making, enslaved lives, then what's wrong with it right? HAPPY ELVES!
I wonder if the elves like pudding. As long as you're going for obesity, why not pudding? It's hard to make though, I wonder if the elves would have the arm power to stir it, but then I guess they'd be making tiny little batches. Wee little batches.
I believe jump ropes to be the definetively most sexist playground tools in the world. It is enforcing within young girls that they can at one time "play" with men for their own enjoyment, who are here reprisented in a fallic symbol of the jump rope, and is further mocking those men plagued with erectile dysfunction by using a limp rope as a fallic symbol. Sea animals have no feelings. I once saw a man stab a crab and drain it's blue blood and make an alcoholic cocktail with it. If that wont turn you off of drinking, nothing will. I don;t think we're honest enough in this society, I think we're all living with some nefarious "lab" in our lives, but we sugar coat human relations, making this oft messy subject real glossy, like an 8 by 10 glossy photo, not to be mistaken with a 9 by 5 matte, oh no, their COMPLETELY DIFFERENT! We dont use the word nefarious enough, it's a good word, that and brilliant, the british use it all the time as an normal adjective.
ie. That dish of pasta was brilliant, or that's an absolutely brilliant t-shirt. Work on that.
That and howdydoo, I like that, work on that too.
I like woodwind instruments, although I never understood that name. Wind has nothing to do with it. stupid....instument...naming...people...
And racists are no good, except for that one burly russian who keeps picking on Poor andrew, he's no good. But just that one.
I dislike capitol letters, I go through phases of using them
a) randomly
b) constantly
c) sporatically
d) never
e) always
f) nonsensically spread throughout words and phrases.
but I guess that's the way I likes it.
Hollandaise sauce is weird, btu you should always keep a saucepan full of it handy.
I can;t say what for, but when the time comes...you'll know.
or will you?...hmm...maybe I should just say.
But then, what if I say it, and it was unnecessary, and it ruins it.
or if you can;t be trusted and you spill the beans? hmmm, maybe I should think for a little while about thi- OH NO, THE BURLY RUSSIAN!
CHEESE IT!!!!!!

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Trumpcard and Time Bomb (Rancid)

Yesterday the esteemed leader of the most freedomist, democraticist country on the earth gave a speech about I-raq. It was held in Fort Bragg, N.C. a lovely little military base. The crowd was a bunch of military men and women of course so you can imagine the excitement. Yippee-doodle-day. But of course Bush played his "trumpcard", 9/11.
Since the horrible event happened Bush has non-stop talked about terrorists (or tourists Im not sure sometimes) trying to harm America. Well guess what. Thats what terroists do! They see America as the Great Satan. Debauchery and unholiness everwhere. And for the most part its true. Our society is driven far too much by sex and image and some such. Not like Im complaining. It doesnt concern me since Im one of the pretty people.
9/11 is the Republican/Bush admin. trumpcard. The instant its said they believe the general public will allow them to get away with anything in the right that theyre hunting terroists. But I mean cmon. Spet. 11 was a downright evil act, but that doesnt give the right to say it to justify attacking whomever you please. It seems that all Bush has to say now are a few choice words. Freedom, terroists, axis of evil, 9/11, democracy, misunderstatement. OK that last one was just for laughs but Im serious about taking every other word outta Bushs speeches.
Im saying its time to move away from the fun-happy catchphrase of 9/11. Im not saying we should forget about it but I think its high time the US stops persecuting all muslims and chillax a bit. Just today in fact DC was evacuated cuz some shmuck didnt head the no fly zone. Had everything short of the National Guard on red alert. Oh wait they did.
So whats to happen now? I think people are realizing that Bush is just throwing refrences of the worst terroist attack in US history to make them follow his cowboy policing the world policies. Police of the world. That title just screams freedom and democracy dont it? Only thing they should be policing against is the next Maroon 5 concert. Just cuz your the biggest kid on the block doesnt mean your the brightest.
Adieu.
My capilleries are escaping.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

U.N and Under Par (Thrice)

The UN is like a really old computer. Mostly useless, takes too long to process and cant play half the games that you want it to. Granted the UN has done tons and tons in the field of humanitarian efforts but theres still many countries that are barely scraping by that need the UN's help. I was supposed to do a rant on tolerance but this is more entertaining then watching Mike Tyson at a spelling bee. Maybe I'll throw something in there. You never know. Its kooky. SPLAA!
The UN was formed after good ol'WWII. The victorious Allies (US, Britain, France, Soviet Union, China) were given veto powers to cancel anything the UN wanted to do. Before the UN there was something called the League of Nations. Which was almost as useless as a chicken trying to swim. The League was wishy-washy when it came to incredbily important issues. Japans invaison of Manchuria in the 30's, Germany's re-arming and breaking of the Versailles treaty. So after the war a new form of justice for nations was needed. Enter the UN.
For the most part the UN did a fair deal. The genocides in Rwanda were kinda fixed. Various war-lords and rebels in the southern hemisphere were smooshed and the Soviet bloc didnt cross that big..wall...thing. But lets look at good ol'former Yugoslavia. After the death of their communist leader Tito, the country went the way of all good communist countries, it flopped like a beached whale. The Serbians were all edgy about uniting the country again. The Bosinians and Croats werent so hot on the deal. And the Macidonians just wanted to be left alone both by there former republic members and Greece which claimed Macedonia was stolen from them. After a wee little war and "ethnic cleansing" the UN used its mighty and vast powers to...sit and debate. US didnt want to get involved. England and France sided with the Croats and Bosnians while Russia sided with the Serbs. England and France didnt want a war on their hands and Russia kept supplying the Serbs to kill Bosnian Muslims. So you can guess what happened. Vetos up the wazoo.
But in the end peace was restored. Sorta. Theres still peacekeepers there making sure that the people of the former yugoslavia dont liquidate each other. The UN is now under attack by the US for not acting quick enough during the Iraq war. Now the US is in a dilly of a pickle they want other nations to bail them out. The UN has shown that is very slow to react to issues. The US is like the ADD, fat kid you know. Always into things and none quite sure how to get out. But the UN needs to speed up itself or it will cease to exist.
Im not saying that we should go without a UN. That would lead to chaos and I would end up being Emperor of the World. and Maroon 5 being played none-stop. But I am saying that changes are needed. To face the 21st century dilly-dallying on how to deal with issues could lead to horrendus concequences. Such as some bay...Guachamoly I think. But the US also has to know that it cant just go in and do whatever it pleases because its the only super-power (for now).
Europe is divided over how to apporach the future. The French dream of a United Europe that can stand against the US. The Brits want to be left alone and follow the US. And the rest are just being very careful on what is going to happen. With wars in Afghanistan and Iraq and possibly other countries, the US has got to realize that it cannot fight all the time. Pressures from home and abroad are also helping. Its like that one war..you know, the one the US doesnt like talking about. Starts with a V ends with IETNAM.
So whats to be done? I think this world needs more tolerance of each other. Tehre I threw it in. The UN will be there always. If not then we're in a mess of trouble. The UN allows for all nations to be equal. The US seems to have a problem with that.
Adieu.
My viens wiggle.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Grammar

Grammar (grăm'ər) [I like to pronounce it GwraeMMerrrrrr, it's funny)
n.
1. The study of how words and their component parts combine to form sentences.
2. The study of structural relationships in language or in a language, sometimes including pronunciation, meaning, and linguistic history.
3. The system of inflections, syntax, and word formation of a language.
4. The system of rules implicit in a language, viewed as a mechanism for generating all sentences possible in that language.
5. A normative or prescriptive set of rules setting forth the current standard of usage for pedagogical or reference purposes.
6. Writing or speech judged with regard to such a set of rules.
7. A book containing the morphologic, syntactic, and semantic rules for a specific language.
8. The basic principles of an area of knowledge: the grammar of music.
9. A book dealing with such principles.
10. Completely lost skill set and ability.

Whatever has happened to the most basic skill sets as pertaining to grammar and spelling; the most basic elements of syntax and communication. The simple uilding blocks of non-verbal communication, the metaphysical wall that seperates us from the untamed beasts. I look around at the inclusions that are being made in our common language, and all of it seems to be a pervertion of proper language. Being cut apart by "msn speak" in an attempt to economise in as much as possible, we've lost our once beautiful, understandable language in favour of efficiency. An efficiency fostered at the cost of clarity.
I'm out. I be pooning some noobs, at they own game B4 I go to poon some noobs wit my comp, so I can flyu up the rank so I'll be # 1, not 3 on the ranks, peece.
(shudder)

Monday, June 13, 2005

China and California Babylon (Transplants)

Chinas economy is the fastest growing in the world. Everything you own, buy or steal is quite possibly made in China. US and European companies find that its easier to market there then in their home countires. The labour is cheap and it allows the "fat cats" to make more money paying the average Chinese worker less then minimum wage then to pay say an American worker full wages and insurance and such. But why are companies doing this? As I have stated its plain easier to make the products there and ship it to wherever then making it here.
China has been a communist country since 1949 when a little man named Mao kicked out the Japanese and all others who opposed his rule. Up til that point China had been exploited by other nations. Most prominently Britain and Japan. China didnt have much in the way of industry at the time, it was basically all agriculture. But Mao changed all that. In a Stalinistic purge, he kicked Chinas' economy into high gear. For 30 years China grew and grew and completely cut itself off from the West. Then in the 70's to ease pressures from the USSR and the Vietnam war, President Nixon of the US went to China and visited many historic sights of the country, finally opening the powerhouse communist country open to the West.
You see, when the people have basically no human rights, and there are a billion people in your country you really can pay people in beans. So American corporations see this and think "Hmmm". By sending food, vehicle and all other goods from their country to China makes it easier to ship abroad. Little do they know that China doesnt need it.
China is basically a capitalist country. The youth of the country realize that communism just doesnt work. Look at Lenins Russia, Titos Yugoslavia, Castros Cuba. OK, I know that last one isnt one but hey, when he dies what do you thinks gonna happen? Young people in China for the majority arent even in the Communist party. The only reason they join is to become a beaurocrat in the country that already has more red tape then if you sewed all the flags of the country toegether.
So what will happen to our North American economy? Will it dry up faster then Michael Jacksons career? (Sorry I had to throw a Michael reference in there). Alas Im not a analyst on this sorta thing. China will continue to grow into a super-power that could potentially rival the US. The US has problems with everything these days. Internal struggles, world opinion, illegal immigration and now this economic giant looming over them. Maybe they deserve it, maybe they dont. Now to go grab my Nikes and perhaps play some games on my IBM computer made in the US. Right...
Adieu.
My ankles turn inward.

Monday, June 06, 2005

Street Racing and St. Jimmy (Green Day)

For the last five or six years, street racing has taken over the youth culture. Tinkering with engines, lowering your car and adding graphics make your ride rule the streets. But why? You see these suped up Acuras, Nissans, Hondas and Hundais and wonder why put ten grand to maintain a dangerous and deadly hobby?
Speed and looks are the two most important factors to the street racers. How well your car can preform is almost secondary to how it looks. Its really quite amazing how your car is an extentision of your personality. And its not just guys that are invovled with this. Girls are also tricking out their rides to get sweet cred. Im sorry I slipped back into the lingo.
Everywhere you look these days you see some sort of advertisment or invovlement with the street racing mystique. Video games allow to create your ultimate ride and do things that normally would get you killed in real life, movies like Fast and the Furious giving us outsiders a view of what the culture is all about. But I havent yet ranted on why this fad is still with us and may possibly stay for a lot longer. Lets go to that......nnnnnnnnnNOW!
The youth of today are lost. I should know, I am a youth of today. Noone to look up to. No role model or central figure that we as a generation can connect with. The early 90s gave alot if not all angst-ridden, confused teens a person to look up to. Kurt Cobain. I know what your thinking. How is that heroin addict a source of comfort to the lost teens? Easy. He was one of them. Outsiders felt connected to him through his depressive music. Today there are no stand out leaders. Hence why the youth of today try to make a name for themselves through any means possible.
With enough cash you can make your everyday Honda Civic into a rocket machine. NoS in the system makes those little things fly. Its insane. And it doesnt effect just one group of people. Oh no. Black, white, asian, hispanic kids everywhere are getting there cash and spending it on their 20" chrome spinners. You must have seen or heard these racers on the street. Bass thumping with massive speackers in the car and trunk, girgantic spoiler on the back, lowered and massive hubcaps put on.
When you think street racer you have mental images of the Fast and Furious mobiles flying down straight-a-ways burning it up. But only a few do this. For one, theres none to many straight non-patrolled sections of any city and for another they dont care too. Thats right. As I said earlier its about looks. How you look and how your care looks. Insecurity is over compensated by having the sweetest looking ride around. But saddly some do "street race" for money, car ownership, respect. Some of these races are fatal to the driver and innocent by-standers.
Fast and the Furious and all street racing games dont premote the sport as much as those who have an intrest in it can do as they wish. They can pretend and have the best car in the world. But actual street racers are not the stereotypical youth that dont car if they live or die. Making your car look and preform is a labour of love. So what can we do? There isnt anything. Youth will always find a way to have fun whether legally or illegally. I know Im generalizing but thats just the fact of the matter. The youth of today are lost and make up for it in risking their lives in a stupid attempt for immortality. Didnt think I could be so thoughtful huh?
Adieu.
My wrists are tied to a mule.

Monday, May 30, 2005

TV and Trust (Thrice)

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