Showing posts with label the new anger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the new anger. Show all posts
11.08.2010
10.20.2010
24 HR NEWS CYCLE STILL BULLSHIT, BUT:
Somehow Dylan Ratigan pushes through with some truth, skip to 2:45.
1.29.2010
WHITE PEOPLE FLIP OUT ABOUT PORTABLE COMPUTER
"This changes the face of computing" said area white man.
Apparently the current face of computing opened its computer mouth and delivered a speech about some kind of tablet complete with stylus for digital cuneiformatting.
"I'm holding it in my hands but it is so light I am not sure if I am actually still holding it in my hands!" screamed a white woman, who was indeed holding the tablet. During her brief statement she checked multiple times to make sure she was still holding this marvel of science.
Later some people talked about a television show and a possible war between two rival television shows. Almost imperceptibly an explosion was heard in the distance.
Apparently the current face of computing opened its computer mouth and delivered a speech about some kind of tablet complete with stylus for digital cuneiformatting.
"I'm holding it in my hands but it is so light I am not sure if I am actually still holding it in my hands!" screamed a white woman, who was indeed holding the tablet. During her brief statement she checked multiple times to make sure she was still holding this marvel of science.
Later some people talked about a television show and a possible war between two rival television shows. Almost imperceptibly an explosion was heard in the distance.
1.27.2010
2010: STATE OF THE WEB THREE POINT OH
STEP ONE: Man/woman/child/building falls down and/or animal does something in front of a camera.
STEP TWO: Science builds a hairstyle in front of a map of Los Angeles and this hairstyle births a lined forehead connected to a Casey Kasem-esque construct. The construct achieves consciousness and sees the footage of Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something. The construct then makes a video of himself commenting on the Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something, using a voice bubbling out of an fm radio in his throat which is powered by hair gel. (see below)
STEP THREE: I think about how much all the stuff in my room costs and how much of it will possibly be regarded as treasure in some unforseeable future scenario. Too distracted to tally up this astronomical future fantasy sum I look at the internet to see this Kaseman commenting on Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something and am thoroughly disgusted. I try to imagine why this Kasemite would bother making these videos; I question his dreams and aspirations. Does he want to be the Kasem that this hairstyle and LA LOOKS voice has made him? Is this a stepping stone to a Shadow Stevens style voice-life? Does he think his uninspired commentary on Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something is interesting? Does he question how parasitic this is?
Asking myself these questions out loud I post a video of mediocre man throwing bland quips at a blooper reel on my blog and wait.
STEP FOUR: I wait and fantasize. I think of my blog and who might be looking at it. An attractive woman fingering herself? Someone chained to a wall? Maybe the screen is showing my blog to an empty room. A room inside a boat? It is slightly terrifying.
STEP FIVE: Someone sees my blog about a man talking about a video. And this person draws a still life of my blog in a bowl of oranges.
STEP SIX: Complete and total collapse of everything and the last stragglers crawling out of the rubble to fight over the remaining goods, some humping the corpses strewn about, some humping the parts of the corpses sticking out from under the debris. Unimaginative religions are created and immediately forgotten.
STEP SEVEN: An unknowable amount of time passes.
STEP EIGHT: Someone comes into my room and starts assigning prices to all of my stuff. I will never know what these prices are because I am long dead. My skeleton lies in the center of the room and I am grinning about something. No one will ever know what I am grinning about because I am long dead. Later thieves take away my bones mistaking them for something else.
STEP TWO: Science builds a hairstyle in front of a map of Los Angeles and this hairstyle births a lined forehead connected to a Casey Kasem-esque construct. The construct achieves consciousness and sees the footage of Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something. The construct then makes a video of himself commenting on the Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something, using a voice bubbling out of an fm radio in his throat which is powered by hair gel. (see below)
STEP THREE: I think about how much all the stuff in my room costs and how much of it will possibly be regarded as treasure in some unforseeable future scenario. Too distracted to tally up this astronomical future fantasy sum I look at the internet to see this Kaseman commenting on Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something and am thoroughly disgusted. I try to imagine why this Kasemite would bother making these videos; I question his dreams and aspirations. Does he want to be the Kasem that this hairstyle and LA LOOKS voice has made him? Is this a stepping stone to a Shadow Stevens style voice-life? Does he think his uninspired commentary on Man/woman/child/building falling down and/or animal doing something is interesting? Does he question how parasitic this is?
Asking myself these questions out loud I post a video of mediocre man throwing bland quips at a blooper reel on my blog and wait.
STEP FOUR: I wait and fantasize. I think of my blog and who might be looking at it. An attractive woman fingering herself? Someone chained to a wall? Maybe the screen is showing my blog to an empty room. A room inside a boat? It is slightly terrifying.
STEP FIVE: Someone sees my blog about a man talking about a video. And this person draws a still life of my blog in a bowl of oranges.
STEP SIX: Complete and total collapse of everything and the last stragglers crawling out of the rubble to fight over the remaining goods, some humping the corpses strewn about, some humping the parts of the corpses sticking out from under the debris. Unimaginative religions are created and immediately forgotten.
STEP SEVEN: An unknowable amount of time passes.
STEP EIGHT: Someone comes into my room and starts assigning prices to all of my stuff. I will never know what these prices are because I am long dead. My skeleton lies in the center of the room and I am grinning about something. No one will ever know what I am grinning about because I am long dead. Later thieves take away my bones mistaking them for something else.
11.04.2009
10.17.2009
ATTENTION: AMERICAN PUBLIC DISCOURSE COLOR CODED WARNING SYSTEM MOVED FROM "APOPLECTIC" TO "HALLUCINATORY"
WHY IS THIS MAN CRYING?
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK ANYMORE,
Somebody explain this to me:
1. Glenn Beck shows us a Coke and a Kodak advertisement as proof of a magic America which once existed, but sadly, has been taken away from us. Or is some kind of paradise lost(?).
2. Wrangles with an overwrought second-person metaphor about how we have been doe-eyed innocents at a bad kid party where there is some experimenting with drugs and alcohol.
Mom and Dad are going to be mad.
3. This leads into a tough love conversation with ficto-mommy about how we will be "financially grounded" and will lead to us having to stay in on metaphorical Saturday night.
4. Beck talks about the future and our children and is overcome with tears.
5. We will tell our children that we "hated the things we did at the time"(tears). At this point I have lost the narrative thread of the metaphor. Are we crying to our future children about the bad party we went to where we weren't even indulging in the debauchery? Or we hated the things our dad made us do? "And Dad was right"?
The metaphorical trainwreck he is driving home amounts to: the current financial meltdown was some delinquent party, bad things were done, now we are to be grounded, and though we were not involved in the the bad stuff that went down, we shall take our punishment, and tell our children proudly. Or that the bad teenagers at the party are the current Marxists in the white house? Or both? I don't know
Who can parse this shit?
Honestly I watched this clip again and I don't even know what the fuck.
The thing which frightens me the most is that this passes for discourse in America.
A few posts down is the footage of the 9/12-teabagger rallies, demonstrations staged and directed by Fox news, and Glenn Beck.
Any cursory glance at the signs being held by the protesters shows that they have no idea what they are actually protesting. All of the interviews show the protestors to be inarticulate and ignorant but united in anger. (And I don't say this out of arrogance. See how people in numbers strongly oppose Obama's appointment of "czars". Their logic being that czars are Russian kings. From that logical leap "Czar = Russian = communism = Obama"(!)(?) Motherfuckers can't google "czar"?)
What alarms me is the fact that Beck has political clout, considering, that what comes out of his mouth is an unadulterated stream of nonsense.
O'reilly, Hannity, Limbaugh, et al have their share of nonsense but I can follow their tactics and twistings of facts.
False equivalency, strawman tactics, appeal to xenophobia and a false nationalistic neo-rockwell (via Reagan) vision of America. It is antithesis of everything I believe is good about America, but I understand how they do it. The bible thumping, the race baiting, these are standard boilerplate in stirring people up to support wars and politicians, to vote against their own political, social, and economic interests.
When I hear that shit, I hate it, because I understand it for exactly what it is.
But what alarms me is that Beck is capable of doing this while spewing stream of consciousness hallucinations.
Beck mobilized poor people without health care to march against health care on 9/12.
Is there an aspect to his paranoid-delusional maudlin delivery that I just don't understand?
Many commentators on the left say that what is mobilizing these people is some country-time down-home racism, which due to current social mores can't be vocalized in the same way it once could. Is it that simple?
I don't even know anymore.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK ANYMORE,
Somebody explain this to me:
1. Glenn Beck shows us a Coke and a Kodak advertisement as proof of a magic America which once existed, but sadly, has been taken away from us. Or is some kind of paradise lost(?).
2. Wrangles with an overwrought second-person metaphor about how we have been doe-eyed innocents at a bad kid party where there is some experimenting with drugs and alcohol.
Mom and Dad are going to be mad.
3. This leads into a tough love conversation with ficto-mommy about how we will be "financially grounded" and will lead to us having to stay in on metaphorical Saturday night.
4. Beck talks about the future and our children and is overcome with tears.
5. We will tell our children that we "hated the things we did at the time"(tears). At this point I have lost the narrative thread of the metaphor. Are we crying to our future children about the bad party we went to where we weren't even indulging in the debauchery? Or we hated the things our dad made us do? "And Dad was right"?
The metaphorical trainwreck he is driving home amounts to: the current financial meltdown was some delinquent party, bad things were done, now we are to be grounded, and though we were not involved in the the bad stuff that went down, we shall take our punishment, and tell our children proudly. Or that the bad teenagers at the party are the current Marxists in the white house? Or both? I don't know
Who can parse this shit?
Honestly I watched this clip again and I don't even know what the fuck.
The thing which frightens me the most is that this passes for discourse in America.
A few posts down is the footage of the 9/12-teabagger rallies, demonstrations staged and directed by Fox news, and Glenn Beck.
Any cursory glance at the signs being held by the protesters shows that they have no idea what they are actually protesting. All of the interviews show the protestors to be inarticulate and ignorant but united in anger. (And I don't say this out of arrogance. See how people in numbers strongly oppose Obama's appointment of "czars". Their logic being that czars are Russian kings. From that logical leap "Czar = Russian = communism = Obama"(!)(?) Motherfuckers can't google "czar"?)
What alarms me is the fact that Beck has political clout, considering, that what comes out of his mouth is an unadulterated stream of nonsense.
O'reilly, Hannity, Limbaugh, et al have their share of nonsense but I can follow their tactics and twistings of facts.
False equivalency, strawman tactics, appeal to xenophobia and a false nationalistic neo-rockwell (via Reagan) vision of America. It is antithesis of everything I believe is good about America, but I understand how they do it. The bible thumping, the race baiting, these are standard boilerplate in stirring people up to support wars and politicians, to vote against their own political, social, and economic interests.
When I hear that shit, I hate it, because I understand it for exactly what it is.
But what alarms me is that Beck is capable of doing this while spewing stream of consciousness hallucinations.
Beck mobilized poor people without health care to march against health care on 9/12.
Is there an aspect to his paranoid-delusional maudlin delivery that I just don't understand?
Many commentators on the left say that what is mobilizing these people is some country-time down-home racism, which due to current social mores can't be vocalized in the same way it once could. Is it that simple?
I don't even know anymore.
10.02.2009
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