I had a dream the other night that my son was trying to kill me. He's full of blind rage in the waking world, so this isn't all that out of the question. The strangest part of this dream is that his accomplice in my attempted murder was none other than the ultra-sexy Britney Spears. And yes, this is during her "train wreck" days. I find her unbelievably hot. Anyway, he didn't kill me in the dream, but it was disturbing enough that I had a terrible time sleeping and was a bit creeped out when I woke up.
I think the fact that he was in my dreams was due to the fact that he was to be in court the day after I had the dream and he had threatened to beat me up in a phone message the night before.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Soceity's slow demise...
For years now, I've been lamenting the slow but certain deterioration of our society. Many years ago, I noted that in my opinion, the advent of the self-flushing toilet in public restrooms marked the beginning of this deterioration. When we can no longer be counted on to flush a toilet, then something clearly is wrong. So, someone has to come up with a way to make the toilets flush since we're too unconcerned to do it ourselves.
At some point in the early 80s, having "attitude" suddenly became the cool thing; it somehow became attractive in an odd way. Prior to this change, people with "attitude" were merely considered bitches or pricks. And loudmouths. Now, attitude not only is acceptable, but it's considered a valued trait. Being a loudmouth has now morphed into being "outspoken," and this too has become desirable.
Recently, Chee-tos changed the company mascot from the hip, cool Chester Cheetah - a sunglasses-wearing cheetah with huge feet and a disproportionately large head who wanted nothing more than to enjoy his cheese puffs. Now, the cheetah has changed into some sort of European hipster with a generic accent. He still wears sunglasses lest the American public forget the association to the parent company, but now he's a sardonic and cynical mystery (he disappears in the commercial). In this new commercial, a woman is doing laundry in a laundromat and she has about six or seven dryers going with her clothes in them. A woman across the way in the laundromat looks at the other and says, "You know, other people are doing laundry too." Here is the outspoken attitude I mentioned earlier. People are more confrontational now. In my view, if you get to the laundromat before the other patrons, and you want to use six dryers, that's fine. If you don't like it, get there earlier. Rather than take responsibility for your actions (i.e. get up earlier) it's easier to bitch about it and put the onus to make things right on the other person.
The woman's comment irritates the original woman using all the dryers. She looks around, perplexed as to how to handle the comments. The new cheetah is playing chess with an old man sitting at a table. The cheetah looks at the camera as if he is addressing the woman directly and says, "You know, those are HER whites behind you." The woman takes the hint and puts a handful of Chee-tos into the dryer with the other woman's clothes. The idea is that all of the powdery delicious goodness of the Chee-tos will turn her white laundry orange. When the Chee-to woman looks back for approval from the cheetah, he has disappeared.
I understand the way commercials are supposed to work. I have a degree in public relations and I studied advertising in college. I'm also aware that the world changes all the time. I'm fine with all of that, but why do we have to become a nation of rude people with an attitude?
At some point in the early 80s, having "attitude" suddenly became the cool thing; it somehow became attractive in an odd way. Prior to this change, people with "attitude" were merely considered bitches or pricks. And loudmouths. Now, attitude not only is acceptable, but it's considered a valued trait. Being a loudmouth has now morphed into being "outspoken," and this too has become desirable.
Recently, Chee-tos changed the company mascot from the hip, cool Chester Cheetah - a sunglasses-wearing cheetah with huge feet and a disproportionately large head who wanted nothing more than to enjoy his cheese puffs. Now, the cheetah has changed into some sort of European hipster with a generic accent. He still wears sunglasses lest the American public forget the association to the parent company, but now he's a sardonic and cynical mystery (he disappears in the commercial). In this new commercial, a woman is doing laundry in a laundromat and she has about six or seven dryers going with her clothes in them. A woman across the way in the laundromat looks at the other and says, "You know, other people are doing laundry too." Here is the outspoken attitude I mentioned earlier. People are more confrontational now. In my view, if you get to the laundromat before the other patrons, and you want to use six dryers, that's fine. If you don't like it, get there earlier. Rather than take responsibility for your actions (i.e. get up earlier) it's easier to bitch about it and put the onus to make things right on the other person.
The woman's comment irritates the original woman using all the dryers. She looks around, perplexed as to how to handle the comments. The new cheetah is playing chess with an old man sitting at a table. The cheetah looks at the camera as if he is addressing the woman directly and says, "You know, those are HER whites behind you." The woman takes the hint and puts a handful of Chee-tos into the dryer with the other woman's clothes. The idea is that all of the powdery delicious goodness of the Chee-tos will turn her white laundry orange. When the Chee-to woman looks back for approval from the cheetah, he has disappeared.
I understand the way commercials are supposed to work. I have a degree in public relations and I studied advertising in college. I'm also aware that the world changes all the time. I'm fine with all of that, but why do we have to become a nation of rude people with an attitude?
Friday, January 25, 2008
Priorites...
I'm mystified as to why there is such attention being paid to Heath Ledger dying. I know that sounds cruel, but come on...he wasn't that damn great. I remember when Princess Di was killed. The world stopped. Her death, by the way, sparked the insipid "makeshift memorial" that seems to present itself every time there's a death. But back to the original rant...just one week after DiDi and Dodi died died, Mother Teresa died.
This was a woman who went on to become a saint, yet her death was overshadowed by the media frenzy covering Di. So, a selfless woman who had committed her life to God and helping the helpless dies in wake of a globetrotting hottie being killed in a wreck and the hottie is deified. It didn't matter that Di had been unfaithful, bulimic, alcoholic, a pill abuser and frankly, a shitty mother. She "worked tirelessly" to help AIDS victims (yawn) and auctioned off gowns. I don't recall ever seeing her surrounded by the filth and squalor and poverty of the poorest children in India. Di was too busy hanging out with everyone's favorite faggot, Elton John. Oddly enough, aside from a very small minority of victims, AIDS is pretty much self-induced: dirty needles, unprotected sex, multiple partners. The poor people living in the streets in New Delhi didn't put themselves in that position by being narcissistic hedonists. Yet the AIDS victims are the ones that the world worries about.
Let's get our priorities straight: not one of the soldiers who's died in Iraq has gotten a fraction of the attention or the outpouring of emotion and sympathy that Ledger has gotten. What the hell is our society coming to?
This was a woman who went on to become a saint, yet her death was overshadowed by the media frenzy covering Di. So, a selfless woman who had committed her life to God and helping the helpless dies in wake of a globetrotting hottie being killed in a wreck and the hottie is deified. It didn't matter that Di had been unfaithful, bulimic, alcoholic, a pill abuser and frankly, a shitty mother. She "worked tirelessly" to help AIDS victims (yawn) and auctioned off gowns. I don't recall ever seeing her surrounded by the filth and squalor and poverty of the poorest children in India. Di was too busy hanging out with everyone's favorite faggot, Elton John. Oddly enough, aside from a very small minority of victims, AIDS is pretty much self-induced: dirty needles, unprotected sex, multiple partners. The poor people living in the streets in New Delhi didn't put themselves in that position by being narcissistic hedonists. Yet the AIDS victims are the ones that the world worries about.
Let's get our priorities straight: not one of the soldiers who's died in Iraq has gotten a fraction of the attention or the outpouring of emotion and sympathy that Ledger has gotten. What the hell is our society coming to?
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