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I don't cry enough to be "Emo"
March 28, 2005
Everywhere I go these days I'm hearing people say Emo this and Emo that. It's driving me up a wall. Frankly I'm totally sick of it. I don't have a billion out of focus pictures of the back of my head and random shoes. I don't cry at concerts, I don't have a studded black belt , and my shirts are too big, not garrishly tight. It's really a shame, you know. Emo came out of a great music scene in the early eighties. It came out of Minor Threat, the Bad Brains....cool bands who were pissed and had something to say. Now twenty years later it's become a wussy army of whining oversensitive poseurs who are too busy being morose to do anything about it. Take the quiz, you'll get an idea what I'm talking about just by reading the questions. By the way I scored a 3.8% and that's only because I like hardcore. Whenever I hear "Emo" nowadays I just hope they're talking about this instead.
posted by CQ on Monday, March 28, 2005
Just Say YO!!!!
March 25, 2005
Alright then, the Rocky saga continues. I know I'm not the only one who keeps running across these abominations on a nightly basis. Last night was Rocky IV. Aptly named, and say this this not for the roman numerals but for the letters. You see, Ivan Drago th Russky in this installment is not only big, evil, communist, and Russian. He's also a juicer. The steroids flow like wine in the evil East, didn't you know that? So Rocky 4 becomes what else, Rocky "I" "V". Get it? Intravenous Rocky....sweet. Of course this movie takes a four pronged approach at morality. 1) communism and Russia are bad 2) drugs are bad, mmmmkay? 3) real athletes don't use drugs to help them win 4) America is good, therefore will always prevail. This is of course was good stuff. I mean, it was 1985, cold war crunch time. Nancy Reagan and her idiot-boy husband were in the seat of power. What better time for an ethnocentric-Russia bashing-antidrug fable about morality and patriotism? Tie it all together with a little James Brown dance number and you're good to go. Now THAT'S ironic. Yes, if you recall James Brown is in this movie too. How can you get any more American than Uncle Sam hats and PCP? So once again through the brilliant and insightful lens of Hollywood we see that yes it's true; Only losers use drugs., just ask major league baseball.
posted by CQ on Friday, March 25, 2005
"sigh" ber
March 13, 2005
So lately I've had waaay too much time on my hands.I get up and practice, drink coffee, shoot the occasional coyote and then have a long damn time till it's time for sleeping so I can get up and practice, drink coffee.... ad infinitum. I live in the middle of nowhere, or at least a suburb of nowhere, and can't drive. I'm home alone 90% of the time. You can see how this would drive many people over the edge, and sometimes I think it will. Anywho, there's all these online communities where like-minded individuals gather and do whatever it is they do. So I've been checking some of them out to pass the hours and days. You know, a bass player forum here, an alternative lifestyle deal there. Standard stuff. But what I've discovered is most interesting. You see, people spend more time on these sites looking for other people with the same problems or issues or wants or whatever than they actually spend out in the world doing anything about it. It's mildly ironic, you know? There's 20 million lonely bored people in this country (probably more) who are all sitting at a computer somewhere by themselves trying to fix their lives. Of course the answer isn't online, it's out there. The only thing these sites do is make you feel worse. There are nothing more than a poignant reminder that you are sitting home alone wishing you were doing something. Technology is kickawesome, when it doesn't get in the way of reality.
posted by CQ on Sunday, March 13, 2005
That's So '04...
March 9, 2005
Let's stop being afraid. I've been fortunate enough to avoid all the paranoia hype of the oughts, but many haven't. It just doesn't do any good. Actually it's done a whole lot of harm to everything. All it's accomplished is to help the government, the police, and a bunch of asshole citizens to justify getting their way. It's helped taser a bunch of kids in elementary schools, it's helped imprison thousands of people who really haven't done anything, it's helped kill people, and it's helped destroy most things that this country once stood for. It seems to me that people have an innate ability to think for themselves yet this has been lost. If there's a potential for one thing to go wrong anywhere they pass a law to prevent it. It's fear. Last year I was up in Boston visiting my mother. I went to a neighbors house because a childhood friend of mine used to live there. I wanted to say hi. Understand now that I lived on this street my whole life. It was a street where everyone knew each other and got along. So I knocked on the door and a stranger answered with a dog by her side. The dog was barking. I said "that dog sure seems angry" in a joking way and she says "it is, and it will bite you!" and she slammed the door in my face. I thought to myself "wow what a bitch" and started walking home. Before I got to my house there were three police cruisers blocking off the end of my street and I was cuffed. "What are you doing here." said the cop. "I fucking live here" said I. "That woman called us and said there was someone trying to get into her house" said the cop. "I knocked on her door if that's what you mean" said I. "well you better get home, you look suspicious. If you don't get in your house I'm going to arrest you" said the cop. "Arrest me for what? Walking down a street I've lived on for 30 years?" said I. Then I looked at the cops nametag and I couldn't believe it. I fucking went to high school with this asshole. I used to sell him weed for christ sakes. I used to date his sister. "What a fucking tool" I thought. And I walked home. Of course the cops stayed until I was in the house and once again the neighborhood was safe. But I was pissed, and I'm still pissed. It's this kind of shit that comes from the climate of fear and paranoia that those who "govern" us have worked so hard to create. Neighbor against neighbor, friend against friend. Obviously the bitch who called the cops doesn't feel any safer, do you?
posted by CQ on Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Adrian!
March 7, 2005
So Rocky was on tonight and I gotta tell you, that is one funny fucking movie. As I watched it I got to thinking. Rocky is the template for just about every other movie made since then. Really really think about it. Almost every film is Rocky for one group or another. Pretty Woman? Rocky for hookers. Revenge of the Nerds? Rocky for..well...nerds. Almost Famous? Rocky for high school geeks and writers. The Big Lebowski is Rocky for existential slackers while Ray is Rocky for musicians, and blind people, and junkies. No wonder Sly did so well with these movies. They strike a chord in all of us, that desire to overcome against all odds and all that crap. After all doesn't everyone have that inner wish that they could be doing whatever it is they wanted to do with their lives in the first place, no matter how stupid, and succeed at it? I know I do. Oh...wait, that IS what I'm doing. I fucking rock. Anywho, I guess what I really love about Rocky is that it becomes a metaphor for itself. In other words, Rocky is Rocky for bad actors who tried their hands at cheap porn but then decided to make a "real" movie.
posted by CQ on Monday, March 07, 2005
beep beep
March 3, 2005
So, every morning I wake up, let the dogs out, turn on the old 'puter and start up the coffee. It's my morning routine. Today as the pot was brewing I heard a major racket outside. I looked out the window and to my dismay my dogs were being attacked by a goddamn coyote. I've seen this thing around alot lately, so I was prepared. I grabbed my rifle, which I keep next to the door these days, and charged out into the field that is my front yard. I couldn't get off a shot at first because my dogs were still entangled with said beast. After a few seconds they were separated enough and I plugged the bastard, right there in my front yard. The dogs are OK, which is good. But I think it's safe to say that coyotes really aren't very solitary. So the odds that there are more of them out there skulking around in the woods are pretty good. Anyway, after all this went down I'm thinking, "oh my god, I'm turning into a redneck!" Or at least maybe a dreadneck. Here I am standing in a field in the mountains of North Carolina with a rifle in my hands. How strange. Don't get me wrong, I'm not into shooting living things, but I'm not into things killing my dogs even more. So anyway, if you come over to my house, whatever you do, don't wear a coyote suit.
posted by CQ on Thursday, March 03, 2005
Freedom IS Free, Democracy Isn't
March 1, 2005
I'm so tired of hearing politicians and armchair patriots regurgitating all this crap about freedom not being free. If it wasn't free they wouldn't call it freedom, now would they? Human beings are born free. That is the point. It's only politicians and governments who take this away. They start removing these innate freedoms and then pretend like they're doing you a favor by giving them back. Or worse, making you buy them back or fight for them. If you were born out in the wilderness and there was no government to speak of in your life would you be less free? Of course not. You've had these things all along. Which leads to the next thing...Democracy isn't freedom. Whoever thought up the great lie that it is deserves some kind of award because it's one of the best I've heard in a while. Why does everyone believe that democracy = freedom? Democracy is majoritanism. The larger group gets to tell the smaller group what to do. Try telling the latter that they are free. Thinking you are free because you can vote is a joke. There is a reason why this country was set up as a republic instead of a democracy. The founding fathers knew the dangers of democracy and did everything they could to make sure that this wasn't one. When did we lose sight of this? Has anybody read the Bill of Rights lately? It's there do protect us from democracy, not for us to rally around it. The day that I can say, "You know what? I don't want the help of police, I don't want the public schools, I don't care to have a part in what people are doing elsewhere, I don't want to vote. So I'm not going to pay any taxes, I don't need your help. Let me be..." The day that I can say that and not be threatened with jail or fines, will be a beautiful day. Because then I will be free.
posted by CQ on Tuesday, March 01, 2005
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