Disgusting
How do 3 cops shoot a man 50 times and get a full acquittal?
Departmental charges? More like a slap on the wrist.
4/17/2008
A disturbing new trend is happening beneath New York City’s streets.
Well, I’m sure it’s happening above as well, but isn’t it more dramatic this way?
I’ve gotten used to hearing the music from other people’s headphones. Remember that “gotten used to” does not mean “love wholeheartedly”. When I’m feeling mischievous, I’ll dance to the foreign music and sometimes that’s enough to make the other person turn the music down.
That’s what we call passive-aggressive, and you only do it to certain people. I can’t do aggressive-aggressive unless I know how to dodge the fist coming my way.
Jeez, people are touchy.
So now the new thing is singing along to your music. I don’t mean a soft going along with your song because you happen to like it a lot. I mean singing at the top of your voice, snapping your fingers, and grooving like you would in a club. Not caring if anyone hears you - in fact, you want to share the joy of slappin’ bitches and fuckin’ bitches and treatin’ bitches right. Or it could be shootin’ up the place cause some nigga looked at ya funny while you was wit ya bitch.
You get the point.
Which brings me to the questions of this trend - is it that people who listen to this music are the ones who know they can get away with it (i.e. they’ll get in your face for giving them grief)? Is it that people who don’t listen to this music think they can’t get away with it? Are the people who don’t listen to this music embarrassed to sing out loud? I’d sing “Smack my Bitch Up” by Prodigy or “The City With Two Faces” by Goldfinger, but the first doesn’t really have any lyrics and the second (as well as the video for the first) is supposed to be ironic, which would probably go over most of these people’s heads. Look ‘em up, readers, if you don’t know the tunes. They’re both from the ’90’s.
This isn’t necessarily about the music. It’s about the fact that I never hear anything else sung out loud, so I have no basis for comparison.
Some might say I don’t have a very good opinion of people who choose to share this type of music. Some might say they’re not giving me a very good reason to respect them.
Some might be right.
4/3/2008
I love Monty Python
3/12/2008
A request
By now you probably have heard that the governor of New York, Eliot Spitzer, the bastion of decency and anti-corruption, will resign as of Monday amidst a scandal of spending $80,000 on high-priced prostitutes. The Lieutenant Governor will be taking over for the rest of the term.
Men, if you think you might be in the public eye for anything other than America’s Most Wanted or YouTube video of the hour, please, for the love of all that is good, keep it in your pants. Resist the urge to be stupid. It’ll come back to humiliate you if you’re lucky. You can lose everything if you’re not.
And if you’re found with your pants down near a glory hole in the men’s bathroom, don’t emphasize that you’re not gay. It’s not only incredibly stupid, it opens up my mind to all sorts of things you might be into, but you’re “not that way”. And I don’t want to think of you more than I have to.
Thank you.
1/27/2008
I love horror flicks. Not the torture porn of the Hostel variety. I mean the psychological horror of 1408 or the blood and guts of Evil Dead and Kill Bill (the last one done quite exquisitely.)
So I’m watching Resident Evil: Extinction (it’s playing as I’m typing.) I’ve found that I have been commenting on all the clichés (sorry Adam) on horror movies because there’s nothing new anymore - it’s all based on older movies. All I can hope for is a good rendering of the cliché. Most movies don’t do it well; even if I’m not expecting much, I’m let down.
One good movie is a British flick called “Severance”. A “team” from a corporation goes to Eastern Europe and meets up with a group of sadistic killers. It’s got some comedic element in it…okay, it’s a dark comedy. But it has enough gore to make it worthwhile.
OK, I got to the part where the main scientist guy (like I’m paying attention to names) injects himself with a prototype anti-serum after getting bit by a zombie. He ends up dying and gets tentacles. Then the good guy who got bit by a zombie ends up blowing up himself and hundreds of zombies so the others can get to the Umbrella Corporation facility.
These are what makes the clichés cool again - turning them on their sides so that they don’t seem old hat. For a movie franchise based on a video game, these movies aren’t half bad. They’re “good” bad; no real redeeming value, but you don’t think you wasted your time watching them.