Monday, January 30, 2006

Harper, Hamas, and Fear of a Black Planet

Well good morning to you all. It's 5:17 am and I have seemed to have forgotten to go to bed.

A lot has happened this week. Well, maybe not very much, but still definitely more than usual.

For starters, I went out and voted. Yes I, the friendly anarchist who is always bitching about how shitty the capitalist system is and how fake our so called democratic system really is actually voted in the latest federal election of Canada. I voted for the Green goblins. I felt obliged to. I knew they were not going to win anything, but I decided that the best way to make this democracy less fake was to show my support for the Greens. With my vote, they got a higher vote percentage, and $1.75. Good for them. Maybe next time they'll be allowed on the televised debates. Fucking media never mentions them.

Then: Stephen friggin Harper is crowned PM, heir to the throne of Paul "the crook" Martin. As the one of the Apes in Spaceballs says, "Oh shit, there goes the planet."

Only time will tell if Harper will implement Operation Screw Everyone but the Rich...I'm sure the Liberals that still hold the seats in Parliament wouldn't give a shit. Red-wearing Conservatives is all they are.

I mean, what have the Liberals done that is truly left wing over the past decade and a bit? Not a whole lot. Sure there was the signing of the Kyoto Protocol...and....well the signing of the Kyoto Protocol. Good for you, Jeany Boy!

Let's give credit where credit is due. The whole Ottawa Treaty thing seemed pretty significant at the time. Too bad kids still get limbs blown off daily.

Hey, Mr. Liberal, what were you guys up to during your reign?

Well....C02 levels are at an all time high....

The military funding is up....

A two-tier healthcare system has developed....

Troops were sent to two uneccesary wars (almost three! Thankfully governments sometimes do listen to the majority of the population.)

The military continued to buy shitty used equipment....

Money was stolen....

Cost of education continues to increase...

Up went the crime rate...

Are the Liberals calling themselves the wrong name?

I'd expect the above and much much more to happen during Harper's term in power. I mean, the incarceration rate will likely increase, as with the unemployment rate, the army will be on the move, and more families will fall under the poverty line as the media becomes eunichs. Only true conservatives can fuck over a country.

I don't like Harper. Or any other politician for that matter.

Moving on....what else happened this week...I got accepted to Laurier. I don't know If I'll go their or not. We'll see now wont we?

Oh, Hamas has gained some power, praise Allah! Oh my Yahweh, they still wont acknowledge the existance of Israel! What, are we living in the age of children? I guess so. These children have Klashkinovs though.

I actually think it's good that Hamas has gained some political power in Palistine. It's obvious who the Palistinians support. Maybe most Palistinians don't want the Israelis driven into the sea, but you bet yer black ass they want Israel to stop treating them like the Arabian sand they walk on.

Maybe Hamas will scare the Israeli government into treating Palistinians as human beings instead of caged in animals. For starters, they could deconstruct that fucking wall. Or even stop sending in helicoptors to regularly blow up some part of the camp. Or perhaps this is the beginning to another war. Intifada to the extreme.

Now here is the question I know you are all wondering: how did you spend your money this week? I don't really remember too much. Some food, gas money....movies and music are all that count.

I picked up The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou. Review, in short: a clever dramatic comedy that kind of requires a brain to watch. I had a lot of fun watching it and I admire the way that it was created (especially the boat cut in half sequences...it was like an antfarm). There was something different about that movie...it's one of those flicks you can tell some will love it and others will hate it. I will watch it again.

Randy the Band by Randy: My favourite Swedish drunken vegetarian socialist anarchist and pissed punk rock band is back again with a record that slaughters the last one so bad that I can't even begin to describe it with this keyboard. The music goes back to their roots (as they might say in the biz) with songs one feels the urge to sing along to. The music is fast, lyrics are catchy, and the record is a lot of fun. I wont get sick of it soon.

Fear of a Black Planet by Public Enemy: Motherfuck John Wayne too. I love that line. This classic (well that's what they tell me) is apparently essential to any subversive's record collection (so I'm told again). Well, whoever told me that was right. Good challenging lyrics to more traditional music hip hop music. If you're sick of the new rappers (which I am) look into the older stuff (which I am). Then you'll discover that 9-1-1 is a joke. Terminator X.

Pi: Last night I watched this flick that I've been meaning to watch for a while. I liked it. It was confusing and I'm still not exactly sure what happened or not but that's ok because it was a fun movie to watch and had some of the coolest music. Overall, I like Aranofski's other movie, Reqeiem for a Dream much better, although I probably will watch Pi again. But mostly so I can try to understand what I was watching the first time. Oh, and whoever wrote A Beautiful Mind should be apprehended for plagiarism.

Next week I'm going to Chicago. I'll eventually report all that happens to me right here. Stay tuned, motha fuckas (if there are any of you)!

Monday, January 23, 2006

Blogger frogger logger

Welcome my readers, and I know there are so many of you out there, to my first ever blog on this website. I had to escape the censoring clutches of myspace.com. Here, I can (hopefully) type out my mind. And there is a lot on it.

What will I go on and on about? Well there is a lot. Politics, music, cds, cartoons, news, books, art, daily life...and whatever the hell else pops up.

Why did I start a blog, you might be asking yourself. Well, I don't know. I heard about these "blog" things and how people "blog" in whatever they want...so why the hell can't I? I'm sure interesting things happen to me. And if they don't, which is not only possible but probably, interesting things are always happening to other people! Ya know, I can just go on ranting about the shittiness of other people (eg Paris Hilton, Stephen Harper, General Musharaf) all the time. When something happens to me worth posting (eg I get married to a fish that was once homosexual but I turned her back straight with my charm) then it shall be posted.

I guess.

I hope.

Oh, Tom of myspace.com, you cannot reach me here! Your power is nill in this domain. Death will come to you evil spirit!

Another thing about the myspace site: the kids. Sure, it's great fun for a few minutes, looking at all the lovely ladies and manly men and some in between when you finally realize that every person on that site between the ages of 16 and 22 might as well be the same person. Fucking hell.

They are called scene kids. They are scene.

What is scene? It's hard to describe. Very hard. You just have to see it to understand it.

But I will try to describe it. They often where tight pants and tight shirts so you can see the outline of their bodies (no matter what their bodies look like). The shirts have some band name you've probably never heard of. The hair is usually dark and straight, often with some strands comming down over one of the eyes. Piercings are common, and so are Chuck Taylor's old basketball shoes that they bought for $90 at West 49 or Hot Topic. You can often find scene kids taking pictures of themselves, and strangely enough, they look away from the camera. I don't want to go on. They are too scene it makes my head hurt. Just go to
www.myspace.com if you really want to see a scene kid or 2 or 30000. They are an international phenomenon.

I'm going to go now. Read on in the future (maybe) and by then I'll figure out how this site works. Maybe.