Friday, November 11, 2005
I wish I could figure out how to get this video to play here.. go to videos.. and select Ding Dong or Ding dsing dong.. or whatever, but be sure.. to touch my tra la la..
It is gunthernet.com!
US Theatrical Release Date: December 20, 1979
Production Company: 20th Century Fox, Columbia Pictures Corporation
Filming Locations: New York City, New York, USA Palace Theater - 1564 Broadway, Manhattan, New York City, New York, USA
Alright sports fans, Nix has challenged me to a duel!
Nix is a movie expert.. me I don;t know art but i know what I like.
The challenge is this, Review "All That Jazz" a movie that I will more than likely want to vomit all the way through.
Okay, I listen to Classical Music, I have seen more than one Ballet, and have even enjoyed Opera, but movies with much more than mood music in them generaly make me want to vomit for distance!
But with a review like this, I could be wrong.
Brilliant and reckless, self indulgent and obsessive, Bob Fosse's self destructive masterpiece of a semi-autobiography fuses the genres of the musical and the horror film in a flame of black magic. ALL THAT JAZZ, while far from perfect, demands viewing if for no other reason than it holds no punches while it stares its subject bluntly in the face. And the face in this case is none other than one of the maddest geniuses the American Theatre ever produced- the choreographer enfant terrible- Bob Fosse.
Webster's Dictionary presents these definitions of the word "horror:
- intense aversion or repugnance
-a state of extreme depression or apprehension
- and as an adjective- calculated to inspire feelings of dread
ALL THAT JAZZ inspires all those feelings as it intoxicates, infuriates (the steaming and sexy airline number is so overlong- but that is the point!) and wallows in the grotesque, while offering not a single apology along the way.
Fosse dares to take his audience deep into his soul and stare it down with unstinting rage against Dylan Thomas' "dying of the light". His cinematic alter-ego "Joe Gideon" (expertly played by Roy Schieder- a good actor absolutely brilliant here) is a egomaniacal pig. He uses, abuses and discards all around him- including his very soul. His devotion to "show business" and art is singular. Fosse captures the Everests and Canyons of the creative mind. But he does not romanticize or glorify the mercurial creative muse. He is too intelligent an artist for that. The creative genius can be a deal with the devil and Gideon (and Fosse?) eagerly signs his life away.
The dance numbers are magnificent- filled with Fosse's unique style of movement. The much vaunted opening "Cattle Call" sequence is a brilliant example of editing and color. The climatic "Bye-Bye Life" number in which Fosse morbidly films his own death deftly induces both euphoria and repulsion. Fosse's perfection and sense of rhythm intoxicates and seduces as we weaves beautiful bodies in and out of the frame. His choreography celebrates the venal and the holy in a marriage between the organic and the technically precise. There will never be another like him.
Yes, the film is dark. A cautionary tale to be sure. This a unique film that is not only a musical drama, but a horror film- a horror film where the monster is the creator himself.
Historically speaking, it is fascinating that ALL THAT JAZZ came out the same year as that other mad masterpiece- APOCALYPSE NOW (also a true horror film). In man ways ALL THAT JAZZ is the musical version of APOCALYPSE NOW.
Maybe not for all tastes, but a genuine work of art worthy of repeated viewings and analysis.
I still think it will turn out to be shit... should I risk my stomach contents and that the challenge? DAMN RIGHT I SHOULD!
I accept your gauntlet Nix.. and now taste mine!
I had this one wild summer, between 11th and 12th grade. My friends and I were all pretty much sexual deviants, all of our girlfriends were deviants, and we could find fellow deviants everywhere.
One nigh sitting at a “girlfriends” house, with her two female cousins a sister, a female friend, and my best friend at the time, the female friend’s boyfriend, one of us (I really don’t remember which) said, Hey, let’s play twister!” We did a round or two all nice and normal.. then I opened my big mouth and said, this would be more fun if we were naked.” To which my friend added.. “and covered in baby oil.”
It took less than a minute to get everyone nude, and about another minute for everyone to cover the others with baby oil.
Twister is nearly impossible covered in baby oil.. but a lot more fun.
Sure it ended in a bit of an orgy, and being a straight male, when my friends package hit me it was a little creepy, but all-in-all, I would rate that experience as one of the best in my life!
Now if I could only find another set of perverts to play twister with.. I would even bring the baby oil.
PS. Baby oil does not mix well with chocolate syrup.. and if you happen to ingest baby oil.. the following day, you will regret it.. seems it lubricates from one end to the other.. I recommend against adding chocolate or any other flavoring when playing nude-oiled twister with friends.
Die blog spammer scum DIE!!!
Actually I kind of like having blog spammers stop by and leave there droppings in my comments section.
I even found a company that is making a bit of money placing these ridiculous pieces of advertising in peoples blogs.
You just gotta love the effectiveness of an ad that looks like this.
Love your blog I have a lovely little red pencil box Keep up the good work, I have a lovely little red pencil box Hawaii traffic safety, monkey, nuts.
But it does make my blog look like people actually read the crap I write here.. so hey it aint heavy.. is just blogger..
Thursday, November 10, 2005
#9: "Then you wake up at the high school level and find out that the illiteracy level of our children are appalling." -Washington, D.C., Jan. 23, 2004
#8: "Free societies are hopeful societies. And free societies will be allies against these hateful few who have no conscience, who kill at the whim of a hat." -Washington, D.C., Sept. 17, 2004
#7: "I want to thank the astronauts who are with us, the courageous spacial entrepreneurs who set such a wonderful example for the young of our country." -Washington, D.C. Jan. 14, 2004
#6: "We will make sure our troops have all that is necessary to complete their missions. That's why I went to the Congress last September and proposed fundamental - supplemental funding, which is money for armor and body parts and ammunition and fuel." -Erie, Pa., Sept. 4, 2004
#5: "After standing on the stage, after the debates, I made it very plain, we will not have an all-volunteer army. And yet, this week - we will have an all-volunteer army!" -Daytona Beach, Fla., Oct. 16, 2004
#4: "Tribal sovereignty means that; it's sovereign. I mean, you're a - you've been given sovereignty, and you're viewed as a sovereign entity. And therefore the relationship between the federal government and tribes is one between sovereign entities." -Washington, D.C., Aug. 6, 2004
#3: "I hear there's rumors on the Internets that we're going to have a draft." -second presidential debate, St. Louis, Mo., Oct. 8, 2004
#2: "Too many good docs are getting out of the business. Too many OB-GYNs aren't able to practice their love with women all across this country." -Poplar Bluff, Mo., Sept. 6, 2004
#1: "Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we." -Washington, D.C., Aug. 5, 2004
Well if that don;t make you grin.. in shame I don;t know what will..
Now go put some food on yoru family and stop reading blogs.. slacker.
today is so fucking slow.. I have all this time to reflect on things that were fucked up by my past.. damn I hate that.
I am not so much sorry for anything I have done in my past, but I do regret sometimes where I am now.. and as a kick in the nuts my mind wanders to the Butterfly effect.. how one thing effects another, and another and another.. and you can never really know what action will change the rest of you life.
I am where I am, and I got here on a path of self righteousness, indignation, self pity and manslaughter.. (okay I threw manslaughter in for dramatic effect..) but I can’t help but think, what if I had done x instead of Y?
What if I had told Maria DelGato how I felt about her in 11th grade? Would she have laughed at me and scorned my love? Would we have married, divorced and now hate each other every year for the holidays? Or would she have just been another one of the endless 90 day relationships that marked my young adulthood.. and now gives me some really erotic memories to savor in my old age.
Our whole lives are just an endless drive that you take alone.. okay that was a Lyric.. lets try again..
Life is a long chain of events, each linking to the next, it is the problem inherent in linier time, now ay to turn right or left from the path, the path is what it is.
Time should be more fluid, flowing backwards and forwards, like a tide. Who knows maybe it is, but it moves on such a large scale that we just don't notice.
I read an interesting article about how when the universe starts to contract, time runs backward, then as it expands, we run through the same things all over again.
Good goddamn thing I don’t believe that.. if I had to do all this shit again and again for eternity, I may have to find away to slide across a few dimensions, until I came to the universe of pink marshmallows that taste like pussy.. and there I would stay. (wait a minute that is not that bad an idea.. note to self.. work on inter-dimensional travel.)
Wouldn't it be great if time did flow backwards and forwards, in an almost ground hogs day fashion. You could keep doing things over until you got them right. Then you move on forward in time, with as many re-dos as you need, to get it just right.
Wiat a tick.. maybe that is what happens? Maybe you repeat life until you achieve perfection then you simply vanish.. (oops stole that from Buddha)
Well I need a cigarette, and a nice cold beer, but because i still have a few hours of work to do, I will have to settle for just the beer.. boss hates smoking ya know.
Pass it on.
But today.. a song by the Blackeyed Peas has played about every 25 minutes since 8:00 am! it is
Its, lyrics are as follows... (sorry I could not waste the tiem to put it in a readable format.. who cares!)
Bump Ba Bump - Black Eyed Peas[Will.i.am] Yea (woo) Uh (woo) the shit (woo) ya… Hey This is the beat that make you shake your rump That make your booty go ba-bump, ba-bump It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh) Yea, just do what you want Up in the club just do what you want Get into it baby, get off your stump Girlies on the dance floor wiggle your fronts We got rhymes that always triumph This is the beat that make ya bump ya bump Shake your rump rump shaky shake your rump Its that beat that make ya bump ya bump And only gettin’ little booties little bit of hump (thanks) And if you got boobies baby keep em all plump And if you got blunts s-smoke em if you want Got a 6 - 4 get pump it in your trunk Cuz we got biz that been boomin like… (ohh) Yea nigga don’t frunt Cuz this beat got you running just like gump (run forest) Bump ya bump And if you got money fellas keep it like Trump Fellas, huh Whip out your money and go get a Honey and buy what she want Take her to the ball and try to get her drunk But if the girl’s UGLY Then get drunk This that beat that make ya get crunk It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh) I’ll give you what ya want (Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh…) B to the U to the M to the P That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh) I’ll give you what you want I come with rhymes that are dangerous like stunts (yea) Keep the girls screaming just like trumpets (yea) Keep the hits from smashing like pumpkins Get ya drunk like it’s too, too much consumption (ohh) Throw the assume, there’s no room for assumption We the crew that keep the funk just funking The bump just ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bumping (ohh) We give ya what you want Some that thing lil some one of Just like your mamma nigga this beats Chunky Look imma be real blunt We punch up cops, no, we don’t get punk’d Never stagged near the dragon, keep it on jump (ohh) If you’re askin’ it’s the year of the Monkey So ba bump ba bump (ohh) [Fergie] Do what you want (Up in the club just do what you want) Give it to me baby, yea, get off your stump Brothers on the floor just wiggle your front Cuz we got rhymes that always triumph, huh Got blunts s-smoke em if you want This that beat that make ya, you know the rest [Will.i.am] It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh) [Fergie] I’ll give ya what you want, come on [Will.i.am] (Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh…) B to the U to the M to the P That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh) This is bumping, bumping, (oh) bumping, bumping When it’s bumping in your trunk, it takes over me (This is bumping, bumping) and this is real (bumping, bumping) cuz I feel the ba-bump bump ba-bump This is bumping, bumping, (Oh) bumping, bumping When the base ba-bumps, ba-bumps it takes over me (This is bumping, bumping) you know I feel (bumping, bumping) so unreal ba-da bump bump da-bump ......
Somone please shoot me.. one more time of hearing about that sluts naughty little bumps and I am going postal!
Not that they are that unatractive.. but jesus christ there should be a law against playing annoying songs more than once per day!
It makes me think of another song..
If I had a Hammer..
If I had a hammer
I use it this song
I'd use it on the PA
and speakers every where.
I'ld hammer out blackeyes
I'ld hamer out the peeeeas
Ild' hammer on the radio, and on the operator... alllll all over the shop!
Ever wonder how to get people's attention at blogger.. well not at Blogger the company (owned by google) but the ones that come to blogger and do a search.
I just read an article about a 19 year old woman in singapore that posted nude photos of herself to her blog and became a start overnight.. too bad I don;t look like a hot 19 year of Singaporian.. looks like i will have ot use brains and wit to achieve fame.. (I think I'm fucked)
So are you a 19 year old hottie? Do you have some nude photos? Let me post them here, I will share one half of my fame with you.. (does that look like I am begging to see some young naked women? jeez I hope not)
I once came across an auction online, that had the title of "buy my photos of my ex-wife, honeymoon shots" you know I had to watch it to see the outcome.. I feel so dirty.. NOT!
Seems that we all have our hidden fascination with sex, and all things sexual.. I find it curious that we can't all just jump out of the closet and yell.. "I am a sexual being" or is it just me?
She is smoking hot, smart, funny and in need of some love.. and no not the kind of love an old pervert like me can offer.
She has been treated badly due to her open heart, and needs a cyber hug.. go pay her a visit and leave a little kindness behind.. of course if you are mean to her or leave spam I will have to come to your house and smack the taste out of your mouth..
ohh to be 18 again.. the chicks were not nearly this gullagle back then.. oops I mean nice.. yea that's what i mean .. ahh nice.
Damn, listed on this short, short blog are some great pictures of places that I have always wanted to go to.. looks like i may be getting the urge to do some traveling.
I got to get my wife to get her fricking passport.. or maybe not.. mine is ready to go.. she could stay home and watch the dog.
His story was kind of sweet realy.. I am almost ashamed of mine.. after reading his.. but not too ashamed to write it down and hope that a million people read it. (is that evil?)
My Loosing It Story:
I was young, in 7th or 8th grade ( that’s not young anymore, but it was then) there was this girl, Anita… she was a TOMBOY to the enth power.. and swore, smoked, and scratched her groin like a man..
One day, her and I were walking to class late, we had been outside smoking or drinking or something, when she said “hey you ever fuck a girl?” to which I said a timid.. “ahh no?”
She said, that she was playing in a basketball game the following night and asked if I wanted to hang out with her after the game.
Of course any port in a girl sounded better than spanking my monkey again to the Suzanne Somers issue of playboy again, so I said “sure.”
The next day, as school let out her and I stayed back, and all of the students went on their merry ways, to home or wherever they went.. she and I were in a back stairwell and as soon as the coast was clear, she turned and kissed me.. hard!
She said, follow me, and she took me to the upstairs girls bathroom, she poked her head in to make sure that the coast was clear.. then said come in here.. she striped my jeans from me deftly and then took hers off.. she laid on the floor legs spread apart, and said, “well?” inviting me to “f” her.. I climbed on top of her, and tried like hell to get “in” squirming and wiggling like a fool.. but not gaining access.. “This is a lot harder than I imagined it would be” I thought.. trying to act like I knew what I was doing.. she coaxed me “in” and inside of perhaps 30 seconds, it was all over..
“there you are a man now” she said, like she had just knighted me..
We then kicked around town together for a while.. holding hands and occasionally kissing.. later we went back to the school, she got ready for her game and I went to the stands to watch.. I have no idea what happened during the game, as I was all impressed with myself for “getting it”.
After the game we again hung around the school.. this time I was a little more comfortable with our bodies, so we had a go at it again.. and again.. and again.. we screwed all over the school that night.. on the basketball court.. in the girls locker-room, and even in the teacher’s lounge! She got me into every position we could think of.. we tried it all! On the couch in the teachers lounge was perhaps the best.
I remember that the janitor on duty that night whistled.. so we could hear him coming from across the big school building.. we would hide, he would pass and we would get back to the mission at hand.. it was GREAT!.
We did not see each other after that, which I thought was strange, but okay, we were still friends, and would hang out together on occasion.. but that was it.
Until about a year later, when we both had to serve a detention.. we got sent to this small office just outside of the principals office.. where we were to spend three hours.. the principal left to go do whatever high school principals do after hours.. her and I slipped into the bathroom that was adjacent the small detention room and had a go at it this time doggie style.. that was great too..
I wonder what ever happened to Anita? I wonder if she went dyke.. as she looked like she surely would. Or maybe she found some guy settled down and had a herd of kids? Either way I hope she is happy.. and I am glad that she was there to “teach” me. I often wonder how she became so experienced at such a young age, and I hope that however that happened that it did not leave any mental scars, she was a lot of fun and deep down a very kind person.
I think I will go hunting for objectionable content. I may have a hard time finding it as there is not much, other than bigotry and closed mindedness that I find objectionable.
Has anyone ever been banned from blogger for objectionable content? I mean I did a search for boobies and found several some with pictures, and non that were “objectionable” some were kinda cute really.
Pu55y, same results. Mostly kitty cats.
“Dick” got me a lot or right wing propaganda.
(oops was I being objectionable there?)
It is hard to say what is offensive anymore, I suppose that it all a part of the social/moral blurring that started with women’s liberation.
I am sad that I am too old to see the day when women finally are equal to men in all ways, can you imagine how much fun an average man could have if women were really sexually equal in society? Of course immediately following that amount of freedom, god will throw a mountain down upon us and smite us really badly and in grand and terribly naughty ways.
I find blog spam objectionable, they should have a button for that.
I find language and images to be just that language and images if I don’t like what I see I “change the channel” this includes Fox news.
I wonder if I can report fox news as objectionable, fair and balanced.. hahahahaha!
I am not saying that news anywhere else is fair and balanced, but none of the others try to say that they are. Okay Fox has Alan Combs, but having one pronounced token lib on staff don’t make you balanced.
I am thinking as hard as I can think.. as it is still quite early.. and I can only think of one sort of material I find “objectionable” that is child exploitation, in any of its forms.
Alright enough random thinking for one day.. or one early morning.. thank god for my first amendment right to yell “fuck” in a crowded theater!
Today I write:
Blogger needs a suggestion box.
I spent (not a lot of )time this morning looking for a way to email Blogger my suggestion of a "reverse order button" so people could read a blog the way it was written, front to back.
Damned if I can find a way to email blogger my suggestion.
I did find some good info on RSS feeds.. but that was not what i was looking for.
So blogger needs a "Reverse Order Button" so when I stumble into somones online novel, I can read it from the beginning rather than trying to figure out if their archiveing is complete adn hacking my way from bottom to top of each page. and they need a "suggestion box" email address on their index page.
So my little droogie woogs and malchicks, I say to thee.. email blogger if you can and tell them that we need a way to read from front to back, left to right,, and to and fro. and if you dare .. post their email address here so wdecan all take a stab at them real horror show like.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
THis way those who may feel so inclined would have an easier way of writting a novel, or an insruction manual.. just a button that says "reverse order" that would be grand!
If you know nyone at blogger, or ever have the oppertunity to pass on my suggestion.. please do.. wouldnet it be great to read somthing as it was written to see the story develop?
Just thinking out loud.
(Monty Python tune)
Spam spam spam spam
Spam spam spam spma
Spam spam spam spam
I turned off word verification.. I ask only that you read the comments, look up the profile of spammers and post the following into their comments. (copy and paste the code in the box below into the spammer's comments)
That will look like this on their comments
deep fried blog of enormous proportion Big fat monkey nuts, pickles on rainy day salty chocolate balls, bingo. As Gertrude peddles her bicycle up the condom river Hoggie mounts the bus to school.
Peace pass it on, and let the spam shine in.. let the spam shine.. the spaaaaaaaam shine in.
alright, I will bend to the pressures of my enormous fan base (both of you).
Here is a picture of me.. at work. working hard.. and trying to git-er done.
So now that I have shown you mine.. all I ask in return is that you show me yours.. send me an email with you picture.. the more outrageous the better.
Hell if it is really good and might even get my account banned.. I may just post it here with your permission of course.. so send me your pic today.. send it to firstname.lastname@example.org make the subject nude photos for your blog.. that ought to get my attention.
Why can't is just be wensday like it sounds.
Or if you have ot have the "d" Windsday.. this way we could worship the gods of wind on this day and all know why.
Also, I just found out why it is called "Hump day".. and here i have been humping somone to celebrate wednesday all this time.
I though maybe Wednes was the god of humping.. afterall you do hump after you Wed according to tradition.
I suppose I owe an apology to all of my cult members.. but meetings are so much fun!
So I don't think I will tell them that the Unified Church of Wednes and KY will be closing anytime soon.
Peace, pass it on.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Link to the screenplay text of 84 Charlie Mopic or 84C MoPic
Alright this is a low budget Vietnam war movie.
Don’t ask my why perhaps it was that I was such a young and impressionable mind during the conflict, but for whatever reason I have a fascination with the times and with that war.
Mostly I revel in the movies that portray it as I imagine it must have been.
84 Charlie Mopic is perhaps my favorite of all.. it was made on a shoestring budget and the effects were lacking (absent) but the story and feel of it make you think that it is from the reel of the Camera man or Motion Picture Operator (MoPic) that was there in the mud and the blood.
When I watch a movie, if I am allowed by my wife and other people that like to talk through a movie, I will watch it with great intensity, allowing all other things to fade away into the background.. and as a result I pick up nuances that others may miss. If you are not good at catching the small things that are said in between the major dialogue this movie may brush right past you. If that is the case there are other Vietnam movies that you will like better, a fine one is Full Metal Jacket, it is more in your face, where this one (84C MoPic) sneaks up on you, and grabs you in the end.
I used to rent it about twice a year from my local Blockbuster, they have since sold or lost their copy.. now I will buy one.. it really is that good., but it is also little known, as such you may have to buy a copy to view it.
So rent it if you can, buy it if like me you must, but if you like Vietnam war movies you must see. 84 Charlie MoPic (84 C Mopic)
Go see a weird nude music video done with a world of warcraft patch and a song that is perhpas techno?
Anyway the video and the song are running through my head.. which is good.. as it keeps the voices occupied.
ohh you touch my ta-la-la
Then I am going to go back to the atol.. pick up the irradiated and charred puppy bodies and eat them..then I will poop them onto Captian Kangaroos Grave.. then I am goin to take the irradiate puppy poop and write anti-semetic things on the side of a preschool building.
I took this test and it said
How evil are you?
I am soo pissssssed!
Okay let me start out by saying that the original Star Wars blew my mind when I saw it in the theater. So I have had a special place in my heart for all of the Star Wars movies.
I agree with some critics that the second movie The Empire Strikes Back and the third Return of the Jedi were perhaps the best of the bunch, but I will tell you as a child watching the special effects of the first was staggering!
Then a few years ago the first prequel came out, followed by the second, and well (and I do not admit this publicly) I like them. Even Jar Jar Binks and his ridiculous manner of speech, and Yoda going into Ninja mode (which was just silly) did not put me off. I think it would have been better and less “comical” if Yoda had used just mind tricks, telekinetics and some force beam when fighting would have been better than him flipping around with a light saber, only to go back to his cane and limp.. I mean it was just silly..
But the third, was not bad.. it had a lot of loose strings to tie up to bridge from the first movie (Episode IV) and Episode II and they did tie up nearly everything.
Some of it was a bit lame, I will let you watch it and decide what parts you think were just silly.. I feel that there should have been a better transition for the Emperor or at least a better reason for him to look the way he does.. but hey after Jar Jar saying “me specks” and Yoda talking like I write, despite having a nearly infinite wisdom.. hell I will but evil black lightning as an excuse.
So for Star Wars Episode III, I give *** three stars.
I own the rest of them (IV V VI on VHS and I and II on DVD, so I had to buy the last installment)
Now just to get an Episode VII with Luke and Han Solo again.. in the old Jedi's Home.. now that would be priceless..
So here it is, click it to read more reviews. Or even buy a copy for yourself.. you know someday these may be worth something more than .. well three stars.
No matter where I turn I see paris references..
I see a movie.. it has paris in it, turn on the news Paris.. go online paris..
It is a good name for her really.. I think Paris Hilton.. adn I think "I can't afford to sleep there".
There was a time in my life when I may have been able to apreciate a spoiled rotten, rich, slut.. but I think that time has passed.. now when I see her, I just wanna cock slap her.
Well my fellow monkeys... I hope that you are inspired to find out what is behind life's mysteries.
The want to quest for knowlage is perhpas our greatest bestowed gift.
I think that if we ever prove the existance of God, there will be no further need to exist.
I love hawking's stuff. I have heard him called a popularist (in not a kind way) by other physicists to them I say.. "Yea.. and how many middle income famlies in America know your name?"
Stephen Hawking has written a few books, that have brought his thoughts on a (Grand Unified Theory) GUT to homes that would never had had a chance to even discuss GUTs or complex physicis or for that matter advanced mathematics without them. For this I am greatful.
With a little Stephen Hawking and a touch of George Smoot I think that most people will see the beauty and elegence that makes up our universe, and that is perhpas hte greatest gift.. a gift of sight.
Well, 'nuff from me.. read a little Hawking today.. and a little Smoot tomarrow, you will be a better person for it.
Monday, November 07, 2005
I listen to people of influence (mostly right wingers) say that marriage is “a contract between a man and a woman, as describe in the bible”.
Well let me interject here..
Separation of church and state, if these persons of political power are indicating that marriage is a contract between man woman and god, well then they need to stay out of it, and marriage needs to be a matter of church record, not state records.
So what is Marriage, yes it is a ritual based in religion, that says man and woman are one, in that the man now owns the woman, and she better walk the line or man and then god will punish her ass.
So why is the state involved in marriage at all? Marriage is a contract with your god. (if you have one) what you sign onto when you sign your state marriage license is a contract of property. Or civil union.. just like forming a corporation.
So why can’t you civilly join with more than one person? Shouldn’t polygamy be okay in the eyes of the law? Maybe not in the eyes of God, but remember that whole church and state argument..
Okay separation of church and state, it does not say that no mention of religion can ever be used in a governmental matter, it does mean that the state cannot form a religion (see Church of England) but here is where it gets twisted, if the state says you can marry this person, not that person and only so many people at one time, we must ask why?
Well it is because “god” said so.. okay who’s god? Ahh the Judeo-Christian god? Well haven’t they then by this act established a “church”. And that is a no no.
So I say government needs to get out of the Marriage business and into the civil union business.. and then they can answer as to why one person may or may not join into a contractual agreement with another person, or group of persons of their choosing.. at that point it is just plain old bigotry. Can you imagine the state saying, you may not form a corporation with that person because they are gay, or black, or of the same gender as you, the walls would come crashing down with the shouts of derision in a matter of seconds.
Marriage is a holy contract, and as such government needs to stay the hell out of it. If your church says marry many or mary men and women, that is between you, your church and your god.
The government may or may not keep records of property contracts between two (or more) people , but that is where it should end.
I think I'm gonna be glad
I think it's today Yeah
The girl that's driving me mad is cumin my way.
She's got a pickle to ride
She's got a pickle to ride
She's got a pickle to ride
and she don't care.
ANd people think I am sane.. yikes!
Or alternatly you will read this, adn my sidebar will be just to the right as it is supposed to be, adn blogger will have been the broken party..
at this point I dont care to go try adn find out who is to blame for this latest blogger snafu.. maybe after 16 or 17 hours of sleep I will give a shit..
(I doubt it)
If you want a blow by blow account of House of Wax click on Nix's blog...
I saw this "movie" on Friday adn planned to do a review (and believe me it would have been one of my "reviews of things that suck."
But Nixie did such a good job, I will let him do the commentary.. good job Nix.
(Now if you had only posted that a coule of days earlier you could have saved me the 90 minutes.. )
One saving grace .. you got to see Paris Hilton taking the pipe...
If you are stupid enough to want to own this piece of tripe. click the link below..
Now, if you want to own a classic try this..
I had one last night.. about every hour my eyes would drift to the clock.. 11:10.. 12:25.. 1:35..... 2:15 and so on.. now it is time to get ready for work.. and I could sleep.. whatdafuck!
But being the good little employee, that I am, I will now jump in a shower, try to wash the fatigue away.. and make a day of it..
I think that there needs to be a pill that makes you feel like you have had a full night's sleep, for days like this.. they have a pill for everything else.. whay not a day after pill for ensomnia? (or is that insomnia?) I am too tired to tell.