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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Web Video Sandwich: Legends of June

Greetings all! I hope you're hungry for one heavy sandwich today. Again, sorry for those of you who wait with baited breath for me or Richard to post something, but when you think about it....shouldn't you be doing something more productive anyway?

Time for updates: I've decided to enter Script Frenzy for the month of April. The idea is that you spend the month of April to write a 100 page script. There's no prizes or anything, but it will force me to write. I can never work without a deadline. In fact, that's when I do my best work. Plus there's plenty of people who are participating in it so it will be a good chance for me to meet other writers. Even if they are amateurs like myself; the more I'm around it, the better my work will come out. That's been true for me even back in the ol' college days, my best work is always a reflection of those around me working as well. I'll keep you posted with that. Here's the link to Script Frenzy

For those of you on Facebook and happen to my friend on Facebook, I started doing that 30 Day Song Challenge. I won't waste my time with the rules but I'm having fun. Probably because many of my other friends decided to join with me on that game. My favorite way of interacting with my buddies is sitting around pontificating about each others' taste in music/movies/politics whathaveyou. What else if Facebook good for.

And speaking of blowhards: Boruff and I recorded the upcoming Film Concussion Podcast and it's a doozey of an episode. Stay tuned for more information on that.




Today's post will be a reflection of my childlike excitement for the upcoming month of June. I'll have THREE amazing shows in the NYC area and wouldn't ya know it, they sandwich themselves quite nicely. If you ever seen any of these bands listed or just a huge fan, then this explanation will be redundant to you. But for those who have not seen the light, allow me to give you some idea of what is going to be involved.

Let's do this in chronological order:

Starting with the Melvins. Recently, they announced two shows in Brooklyn. June 6th, they'll be playing the albums Lysol, Eggnog, and Houdini and then the very next day on June 7th, they'll be playing Bullhead and Stoner Witch. I decided to go to the first night. Partially because I'm barely familiar with Bullhead or Stoner Witch but mainly because Lysol and Houdini are two out of my three favorite Melvins albums. The last time I saw the Melvins was my first time seeing them back in 2009 during the 25th Anniversary of Houdini. So this will be a fine sequel.

I consider Lysol to be their best album. And by *best*, I mean it's the album that sets this band apart from other bands. It separates classics from legendary. You really need to hear the album all the way through. If you haven't, do so. Turn off the lights. Before you realize 7 minutes of your life has just been squeezed out of you by the crushing, slow and heavy riff of King Buzzo, the song gets new life by the head-smashing rhythm of Dale Crovers toms. And he hits those fucking things hard.

By the time Hung Bunny turns into Roman Bird Dog, it will be worth the trip. The whole album flows like this. Fantastic. I hope I feel it in my guts. I'm sure I will.

So for the video segment, here's an old video of a Melvins show back in 1992 with the mighty Joe Preston on bass. Fuck yeah!


Melvins - Hung Bunny/Roman Bird Dog from 1992




Earth is finally coming back to NYC. I've been waiting over a year to see this band ever since they opened for Sunn O))). This band is the roadmap I've used to find my way to this evolutionary step of my musical taste ever since I heard the first chord progression on Pentastar: In the Style of Demons album. Earth has been talked about on this blog before, but for the laymen out there, they are the drone kings. But, in reality, there's only one king. Dylan Carlson uses harmony in his distortion in ways that trap reality and enhance it that is rivaled by very few in the music world. Sometimes beautiful, some times scary, and always awesome.

Although I do long for those halcyon days of Phase 3: Thrones and Dominions and Pentastar when he was using that distortion pedal with a lot more reverb in the 90's, Earth has changed gears for the new millennium. And they don't show any signs of looking back. Which is good for them. They're more simple, direct and specific. But to the laymen, infinitely more tedious unless you're in to this sort of thing. Which, without a doubt, I am.

It's nice that this show is in between the sandwich because my neck will surely need a rest after the Melvins snap it off. Plus I like shows that are heavy and uber-introspective at the same time because it's rare these days. Earth is one of those bands on my "like to see before I die" list. Barring any unforeseen emergencies, I will shortly be able to cross it off my list.

This video is Earth playing one of their early songs, but updated with their new sensibilities and identity. The trombone is a nice touch too.


Earth - Ouroboros is Broken live




SLEEP
. Gods of our time. Legendary riffers of the Weedian realm. What can honestly be said. I caught both shows last fall. If they'd have played a third, I'd have gone for that one. Amazing show. So much to my surprise when I found that they are returning again. Once again with Neurosis drummer Jason Roeder. Too great. I know a good deal of the readers here made it on their last tour. You can now be jealous of the return of the return of the marijuananaut.

This video will brings those who saw back to that moment when the first riff of Dopesmoker drops (y'all know what I mean), and to those who did not, this will make them wish they had.

SLEEP!!!



Sleep intro



So there you have it. Three legendary bands. One great month. I love living in NYC for this. All I'd need is Neurosis to play in June (ha!) and I'd be set and probably wouldn't wake up from the coma. Enjoy and envy me!


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Thursday, March 17, 2011

A promise for a pilgrimage

Anyone who has had a five-minute conversation with me knows that I’m a pretty out and proud atheist. I don’t believe in the supernatural. God, gods, and “Quantum” gods (See: Deepak Chopra) all fall into the same pile of bullshit for me.

However, I do acknowledge the spiritual need. By spiritual, I suppose I really should say psychological, because that’s really what is. It’s a need for emotional and intellectual fulfillment. I call it spiritual because it’s easier. The soul essentially means the same thing to me, it’s not a separate part of a person, rather it is the person. It lives with me, and it’ll die with me.

I do believe that folks get their spiritual needs fulfilled in many different ways. Some get it by reading an ancient holy book. Some get it by praying/meditating/chanting. Some do it by making sure evolution isn’t taught to schools. There are many ways to skin a cat.

For me, my spiritual means are met by a different way. Music. Heavy, psychedelic, beautiful fucking music. That’s right, I am an atheist, but I’ve been attending the church of the riff since high school.

This sounds silly, linking music to my emotional and intellectual fulfillment. To be truthful, I can’t really explain it, but something clicks for me. Nothing compares to seeing Neurosis live, watching the band come together to form an avalanche of trance inducing tones. Nothing compares to watching Matt Pike demonstrating a baffling amount of control over the power over his own riffs, or Wino playing solos like he was working on a doctoral dissertation.

Every time I witness such events, something is spiritually awaken. It feasts on the sound and atmosphere, and subsequently feeds my soul with enlightenment and understanding. I feel the pseudo-genes in my body tingle as they remind me that I am connected with every living thing on the planet.

Sometimes I need an entire spiritual re-working. The last time this happened was in 2001, in San Francisco. Beyond the Pale. The memories of those four days alone are sometimes enough sustain me, but the more I think on it, the more I long for another experience like that again.

The dramatics in my life not withstanding, it has been far too long. It is time to make another pilgrimage. For evangelical fuzz heads who need riffs to worship, there is really only one place to go, Tilburg. The Netherlands. Roadburn. The biggest, heaviest, riffiest, stoneyest, doomiest, sludgeyist, droneist festival to ever threaten the planet and crack the skies. Last year a volcano erupted. Just saying.

I have decided that I’ve held back my own life long enough. 2012, I am going to Roadburn. That is a promise.

Now, for the record I haven’t the slightest idea who is playing at next year. Hell, people are still anxiously awaiting this years (and why wouldn’t they be?) I have no clue who is going to be there and that is kind of the point. When we went to Beyond the Pale, we only knew Neurosis and Isis. We had some concepts of bands like Tarentel and Zeni Geva, but no idea who Michael Gira, Joe Preston or Steve Albini were.

The point is, it doesn’t matter who’s going to be there. It’s going to be awesome. Roadburn has a rich history of heaviness, check out their lineup since 2006:


2011 edition


Thursday, April 14

Godflesh (playing Streetcleaner in its entirety)
Pentagram
Wovenhand
Buzzov*en
Soilent Green
Alcest
In Solitude
Zoroaster
Naam
Quest for Fire
Carlton Melton
Hallows Die
Cough
Wardruna
Acid King
Circle
Blood Ceremony
The Kilimanjaro Darkjazz Ensemble
Count Raven
Ghost
Today Is the Day
Year Of No Light
Winterfylleth
The Atomic Bitchwax

Friday, April 15

Sunn O))) (curator)
Corrosion of Conformity (Animosity line-up)
Winter
Earth
Keiji Haino
Voivod
Incredible Hog
Pharaoh Overlord
Place of Skulls
Year Of No Light
Caspar Brötzmann Massaker
Scorn
Mamiffer
Beaver
Sabbath Assembly
Hooded Menace
Menace Ruine
Aluk Todolo
The Secret
Void ov Voices
Trap Them
Grave Miasma
Summon The Crows

Saturday, April 16

Swans
Candlemass (playing Epicus Doomicus Metallicus in its entirety with Johan Längqvist)
Shrinebuilder
Voivod
Weedeater
Liturgy
Lonely Kamel
Wolf People
Stone Axe
Ludicra
Imaad Wasif
Ufomammut (playing Eve in its entirety)
Circle
Dragontears
Rwake
Master Musicians Of Bukkake
The Gates of Slumber
Ramesses
Evoken
Yakuza
White Hills
Black Math Horseman

Sunday, April 17 : Afterburner

Black Mountain
Dead Meadow
Blood Farmers
Black Pyramid
Sourvein
Coffins
Dragontears
Sungrazer
Samsara Blues Experiment
Spindrift

2010 edition


Thursday, April 15

Goatsnake
Enslaved
Kylesa
Yob
Eyehategod
Jarboe
Sons of Otis
Shining
Monkey3
Bong
Russian Circles
Earthless
Mouth of the Architect
Ancestors
Firebird
Troubled Horse
Monarch!
Magnus Pelander
Øresund Space Collective
Samsara Blues Experiment
The Wounded Kings
Night Horse
Eagle Twin

Friday, April 16 : Tom G Warrior’s Only Death is Real

Triptykon (curator)
Sarke
Thorr's Hammer
Trinacria
Comus
Karma to Burn
Church of Misery
Master Musicians of Bukkake
Death Row
Bohren & der Club of Gore
Pagan Altar
Witchfynde
Valborg
Altar of Plagues
Shever
Noneuclid
Eagle Twin (extra set)
Suma
Long Distance Calling
Dive
Dream of an Opium Eater

Saturday, April 17

Enslaved / Shining (The Armageddon Concerto)
John Garcia plays Kyuss
Nachtmystium
Sons of Otis
Witchcraft (replaced Shrinebuilder)
Brant Bjork & The Bros
Astra
Jex Thoth
Yob
Sons of Otis
Karma to Burn (extra set)
Moss
Altar of Plagues
Death Row (extra set)
Fatso Jetson
Los Natas
Horisont
Mother-Unit (extra set)
The Lamp of Thoth
Totimoshi
The Machine (extra set)
Ahkmed


Sunday, April 18 : Afterburner

Eyehategod (extra set)
Graveyard
Church of Misery (extra set, 4th show in three editions)
Orange Sunshine (added on 17 April)
Jex Thoth (extra set)
Oceana Company
Capital Sentimental
The Machine


2009 edition


Thursday, April 23

Motorpsycho
Amon Düül II
Orange Goblin
Baroness
Ufomammut
The Devil's Blood
Wolves in the Throne Room
Zu
Minsk
Radio Moscow
Gomer Pyle
White Hills
Alexander Tucker
Black Sun
Rose Kemp
Farflung
Burial Hex
Aderlating

Friday, April 24

Saint Vitus
Cathedral
Mono
Colour Haze
Angel Witch
Bohren & der Club of Gore
Church Of Misery
Scott Kelly
Dragontears
The Outskirts of Infinity
Atomic Bitchwax
Steve Von Till / Harvestman
Negura Bunget
Saviours
Omega Massif
Shora
Roadsaw
Vibravoid
The Winchester Club
Seven That Spells

Saturday, April 25 - Neurosis presents "Beyond The Pale"

Neurosis (curator)
Om
The Young Gods
Earth
Grails
Tribes Of Neurot
Skullflower
Guapo
Zeni Geva
Six Organs of Admittance
A Storm of Light
Amenra
US Christmas
Nadja
Eugene S. Robinson
Grey Daturas
The Outskirts of Infinity
DJ's Kosmik Ken & Astro

Sunday, April 26 : Afterburner

Wino
Firebird
Dead Man

2008 edition

Thursday, April 17

Down
Grand Magus
Capricorns
The Devil's Blood
Taint
Diagonal
Litmus
Serpentcult

Friday, April 18

Isis
Trouble
Witchcraft
Earthless
Blood Of The Sun
Mos generator
Scott Kelly
Tony McPhee's Groundhogs
Witch
Black Shape of Nexus
Baby Woodrose
Danava
Church Of Misery
La Ira de Dios
Gentlleman's pistol
Zone Six
Assemble Head

Saturday, April 19

Enslaved
Cult of Luna
Acid Mothers Guru
Boris
Cephalic Carnage(playing Halls of Amenti in its entirety)
Long Distance Calling
Kongh
Dixie Witch
Tia Carrera
Wolves in the Throne Room
The Heads
Jesu (solo)
Electric Orange
Year of No Light
My Sleeping karma
Nadja
Kruger
Lesbian

Sunday, April 20

Current 93
Baby Dee
Hush Arbors

Afterburner

Graveyard
Repomen
The Glasspack
Orange Sunshine
Dzjenghis Khan
Beehoover


2007 edition

Friday, April 20

Melvins / Big Business
Blue Cheer
Clutch
Orange Sunshine
Volt
Causa Sui
Guru Guru
Sun Dial
Porn (The Men of)
Pharaoh Overlord
The Sword
Rotor
Josiah
Siena Root
Earthling Society
On Trial

Saturday, April 21

Neurosis
Om
Red Sparowes
The Hidden Hand
Acid King
Colour Haze
Pelican
Orthodox
Circle
Growing
Black Cobra
Stinking Lizaveta
Thrones
Amenra
Monkey3

Sunday, April 22 : Afterburner

Sunn O)))
Bohren & der Club of Gore
Fear Falls Burning

2006 edition

Friday, April 21

Astrosoniq
End of Level Boss
Spaceship Landing
Toner Low

Saturday, April 22

Hawkwind
Orange Goblin
Ozric Tentacles
Colour Haze
Witchcraft
Ufomammut
Solace
Leaf Hound
The Heads
Abramis Brama
The Bevis Frond
Gorilla
Orange Sunshine
Capricorns
Brant Bjork & The Bros
Spacehead


Some, if not most of those bands I’ve never heard of, but those that I have make this goal all the more promising. The expectations are high, but Roadburn never disappoints. In fact every year appears to get better and better. I know it will be worth it.

For now, there is no goal higher than that of Roadburn. It won’t be easy, the tickets for this year sold out in 17 minutes. It won’t be cheap, plane tickets never are. But that’s the point of a spiritual pilgrimage, a long, hard journey to reach that coveted enlightenment. I will chronicle my journey via text, audio and video. To be continued.


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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Do it for free?

Today was a good day at work. I was actually tasked to do some actual writing for a potential ESPN TV spot and I literally couldn't sleep at night I was so excited.

Let me start from the beginning.

The company I work for does work on does various branded material for ESPN. Meaning that we make commercials for various products and tie them into something sports related, typically whatever is the biggest sporting event that would be covered at that particular point.

In the case that they asked me to "give a stab at" was some NBA playoff spots for a upcoming summer blockbuster. Again, I feel weird getting too specific at work. You can never tell in show business what is supposed to be under wraps and what is okay for general broadcast on some dumb blog that no one reads. So I'll leave it at that.

But what I can tell you is how the format generally works. Let's say we want to do a spot for a new Doritos flavor. The idea is for a thirty seconds of content to cover both the chips and the sporting event. The company I work for produces the material that connects the two. So, as I understand it, the layout goes as follows:

15 seconds: our stuff
5 seconds: ESPN branded stuff for whatever sporting event
10 seconds: while your watching ESPN for whatever sporting event, why not chow down on some Doritos. Now with a kidney drying flavor of Max-a-MSG.

You get the drift. It was my job today to come up with some ideas for the first 15 seconds. Not exactly Shakespeare but a challenge nonetheless. But if there is one thing that I know, all I need is the format and I can fill in the blanks. That's part of my problem as a writer, without a pipeline like that, it's usually just a mess, hence this blog. (Richard has a good water/cup analogy for that.)

The important thing is that this is a kind of a step that I've been working towards for years now. Getting paid to generate ideas. As the wise sages of AC/DC once said: "it's a long way to the top if you wanna rock n' roll." Any step up is a reason to call it a good day. Especially when they liked my ideas.

So consider yourself lucky, dear audience, you getting the milk for free. Suckers.

Anyway, time to call it a night. Sarah and I have had our nightly ritual of watching Lingo reruns on the Game Show Network and giggle at how many times Chuck Woolery uses the combination of the words: grab, stroke, and balls.

That and it's a fun game show.

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Thursday, March 10, 2011

Would you like a bite of my web video sandwich?

I'm starting a segment on Lack of Command called web video sandwich. Where it will consist of three posts from my random digging around on the web and it will usually connect in some form or fashion. I figure this will be an easier way to keep posting on this thing without having to do an excess amount of work.

So here's my middle east web sandwich:

Starting with the bottom bread of your friend and mine, Jello Biafra. For those of you not familiar, Jello Biafra, former front man of the Dead Kennedys and political and social activist. I credit him for getting me at an early age to be interested in the news. So he posted this in the height of the Egyptian protests.



I'm choosing this report for the meat of this sandwich. Because the Taliban is still around and only growing in Pakistan. Gaining popularity without any of the legitimacy. I use this as the meat because I think it's important when we're dealing with the Middle East that this kind of theocracy must be addressed and resisted around the world. And watch out in the future when we start beating the drums of war again and put our target on Pakistan. After all....they have the bomb.


To top off the sandwich I'm posting a deplorable video of one of the reasons why they hate us so. Watching this makes me hate the xenophobic, christian bullying in America where religion is still trumped by secular law. When the hard lined lunatics see shit like this, it only strengthens their resolve. Keep this in mind during the theater of the republican Congressman from New York Pete King farce of a Congressional investigation about the radicalization of Islam in the United States. If we were serious about that question, we'd start with Guantanamo Bay. Because anyone living in those conditions if they weren't radical when we nabbed them, they are now. Treating Arabs and Muslims like dogs or sub-humans is the problem. If we can't get over that, we're doomed to be in this war for a very long time.


One of these days I'll find something other than social and political issues to bitch about, but so far, nothing doing.

Peace.

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Quality over quanity

Sorry for the long break folks. But I've amended the command sequence for this blog. I've realized that ramblings don't really count as writing. Hell, that's what Facebook and Twitter are for. So I'd rather take my time with this shit and make quality posts for ya'll to read. In short, one post a day isn't worth the the stress, so I'm changing it to three posts a week. Three good ones, not just "Russell watches the news." But don't rule that out, depending on the news week (like last week was a doozy).

But I'd like to get personal if I may. For Sarah and I, Sunday was our anniversary. 7 years (off and on). That's a loooong time. But when I took the day to look back, it sure didn't feel long.

Sarah and I have come miles from when we were young. She has at least. I'm still measuring my retrospect but I'm sure some progress has been made. That's the thing about literally growing up together. You get to reach those all-important "life lessons" at roughly the same time. Luckily for us, she's got a steep learning curve.

Anyway, I'm done boring you with my half-baked romantic ramblings of my relationship. But it was worth mentioning because it's important to me. Anyone who knows anything about knows how devoted I am to Sarah. And I'm lucky to have made it this far with her. Here's for seven more years. I love you.


Props to my friend Chris for this picture.

Now, lets talk about Libya.

I hate to break it to you folks, but the drums of war are beating. This time, we're not the ones beating it but nonetheless we're required to dance to it. In all of the mainstream news the question is: Is it in US interest to intervene in Libya? The answer has to be yes in some form or fashion. Doing nothing is not an option with Qaddafi. Christopher Hitchens in a recent Slate piece said it best: "'neutrality' will only benefit the side with the biggest arsenal." We're seeing his style of vengeance that he's taking and once he does fall that style will become more nightmarish.

The problem with 9/11, our forces in Afghanistan and Iraq, and our unusually committed alliance with the continuously stubborn and expansionist Israeli administration is that we have painted ourselves as the "savior of the middle east." That's what we sold the world on after 9/11 to go into Iraq. Whether you agree with our presence in the middle east at this point is almost irrelevant. We've made it so it will be decades before we're able to leave, but now it appears we might have to be more mobile in our forces. It should bare no surprise that Qaddafi is calling his rebels "al-Qaida." A lot of these despots (Mubarak included) were counting on military funding for helping America fight al-Qaida. The reason why we suck at most things like foreign policy and military intelligence is that we let the despots in some cases define who is al-Qaida, which leads to megalomaniacs jailing and torturing people who they don't like and just justifying it by calling them terrorists. Sound familiar?

So the way I see it, if doing nothing is not an option, and I truly believe that it isn't. If you disagree with me, I suggest you brush up on Bosnia and Rwanda to show the results of inaction.

If action must be taken then the next question is what kind of action. Well, there's all sorts of talk of a no-fly zone. That seems almost inevitable to me at this point if Qaddafi keeps up his bombings, but I don't think that's going to deter him from continuing his assault from the ground. In fact, count on that.

So we're left with two options in the way I see it (which should be taken with huge grain of salt). Either a) Arm and support the rebels (Bad idea, more on that below) or b) NATO intervenes (Worse idea).

The reason why arming and supporting the rebels might eventually bite us in the ass is because EVERY TIME WE DO, IT DOES. Dig into the Wikileaks Cables a little bit and you'll find that some of our sub-contracts in Pakistan being funneled accidentally to none other than the Taliban (who are not being very quiet these days). And after all, Qaddafi is hated by al-Queda and Iran as well. How long do you think it's going to take for these mad men to infiltrate the rebels to steal themselves some guns that our own forces are shipping in? You think it's going to take long for either side to be looking at those oil fields to goat the trigger happy US into another fight?

The problem with Libya is that nothing good is going to come from this except for Qaddafi leaving. Which is great, but I wonder how many people he's going to take with him. Either way, the United is looking into the horizon of a future third world war that we didn't ask for but got anyway. It's front line won't be Libya, but it's a conflict like Libya that tests our foresight and moral fortitude. When every outcome sucks, what do we do?

Sweet dreams.

PS: RIP Mike Starr from Alice in Chains.

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Tuesday, March 1, 2011



So you haven't guessed, I've given up on my initial premise unofficially of writing a blog post at least once per day. I figured that I do need a weekend to not do anything and I don't regret. It's not that I'm not going to try to post on my weekends, but I'm not going to whine about not getting any thing done. On the other hand my ACTUAL writing on this screenplay has reached really new heights. I've actually started the first act and the plot point is in the horizon.

So there's that.

Last I left you with a legitimate blog it was right before I was heading to the Weedeater show in Manhattan. It was awesome and massive. I think I gave myself whiplash. If you are any fan of this style of music I "high"-ly recommend that you a) see them live and b) cop their new album Jason...The Dragon. They are probably the best act this year that represents the genre honestly. If I were to chose an ambassador for the genre, it would be something like Weedeater. It turns off a lot of people, but the few that it does appeal to, you'll know what I'm talking about.

I can't believe the hacker group Anonymous these days. I wrote a blog post many moons ago about this group and I still remain fascinated and it has only grown. Now they're starting to go after targets that are not just jokes (like Scientology), but now they're taking on some serious hornets nests. Even they're tactics have changed from attack to defense. Creating internet connections to people and helping getting the word out to the people of Egypt and Tunisia (and those are just the ones I know about). As well as defending Wikileaks. Now, they're sticking their heads out more and more. They also kind of stole my idea for this movie I'm writing. Connecting a cultural icon like Stephan Colbert to virtual sub-culture of hackers. Anyway, I know it's criminal activity, but there are very rich people who do far worse things with incalculable consequences. Two wrongs don't make a right for sure, but you'll forgive me if I don't weep when Visa, Bank of America, Church of Scientology, those cross-eyed inbreeds at Westboro Baptist Church, and the Koch Brothers have too keep buying ink cartridges or restart their computer constantly. In my opinion, a little irritation is justified.

As Jello Biafra once said: A prank a day keeps the dog leash away.

But now Anonymous just released a letter to the world. More of a statement of their long term goal. Which is really all of our goals. We the generation that got totally ripped off. What kills me is that we know who did it and why. And it's because they've trapped us haven't they? Who has time for a revolution when there's rent to pay? Who can fight the power when there's groceries to buy?

The cool thing about the Internet is that we are the revolution. Or at least pretend we are. We've been doing it for years and we didn't even realize it. Even those of us who knew it's potential used it play video games and jerk off to each other pictures. The more clever of us chose to make money off of it. The even more brilliant have been using it as a weapon.

Shit is quiet in Libya. But we need to honest about what this has become in that country. It's Civil War. All started by a little protest. Keep that in our revolutionary eager minds. The reality of a grim fight.


In order to participate in a revolution, the simplest thing one can do to help is show whose side your on. As they start fielding republican candidates to win our broken hearts and minds, the eye rolling cynics like myself can buckle up for the endless rectal exam of election season. Let's all try to remember there's a larger picture here. It's a tale as old as time. The haves and the have nots.

Anyway. Sarah and I continued our way through the first season of Veronica Mars. It honestly had me for a good chunk of the season but it reached a brick wall with me when the show became more about her soap opera relationships. Yawn. Sarah still likes it because it reminds her of Gossip Girl and the OC.

Anyway, it's late.


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