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Monday, July 25, 2005

I'm a bit sick today....bloody damn strep throat. At least, the lady doc told me I'm sick, but I feel pretty good. But, as I said, I'm supposedly a bit sick, so you'll forgive me for watching a news show other than the Daily Show. I was watching the Houston news, and after they reported four or five gruesome and/or violent deaths, they promoed this news spot they were doing later, about wether a Houston law firm had gone too far. Apparently (and I'm not sick enough to sit through the whole thing) the firm convinced a bunch of healthy people they were sick to turn a profit. Now, I personally think they whole question of "business ethics"is pretty much dead. I mean, even the church is getting a little bit blurry. And yeah, before you start to whine about how the church i non-profit, I say to you, bullSHIT. Have you ever seen any real effect of all the money they've gotten from you every week? Other than a bigger goddam church? I rest my case. Oh, and all the mission pictures? Yeah. Fake.

Oops. Sorry, I went off on one of my secular tirades again. I apologize to all of the two religious people who read this stuff.

Anyway, I don't think the "making clients think they're sick" thing is going too far. In fact, I think it's called "Munchausen's Syndrome by Proxy."You want to know what I think is going too far? ( I really hope so, because everything up to this point has been me trying to think of how to say the following.) I think "going too far" is those goddam bloody P.O.S. commercials you have to sit through because they like to run them simultaneously on the only two channels with anything good to watch. I'm talking mainly here about firms that are NOT certified by the Texas Board of Legal Specialization. I'm not saying they aren't good lawyers; they might be; I'm also not saying they aren't good people; I don't know them. What I am saying is that the commercials are annoying as HELL. I mean, really, I don't ever see, say, the same Disney commercial twice during the same show. And now what I think about it, you really can't say the commercials "go too far." The firms paid to have the commercials made; they paid to run them. Their money is going to support my TV; I really shouldn't complain. Besides, there are loads of commercials that piss me off, and lawyer commercials are certainly not the worst of all... remember how i was talking about disney earlier? Yeah, you probably get a rant about them next time. Now that they're trying to steal anime, too.....

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

The Beauty of Poetry

So I'm almost done with the classroom part of driver's ed, and, as usual, I'm finishing assignments long before anyone else....which gives me time to read the poetry past students have added to the textbooks. This was the first one I found:

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But whips and chains excite me
So tie me up and throw me down
And show how much you like me

Lovely little bit of prose, isn't it? I find it interesting how most graffiti poetry ends up in something at least resmebling the quatrain form:

Weed, Speed, Rock 'n' Roll,
Sex, Drugs, Birth Control
Life's a bitch and then you die
So f**k the world, let's all get high

Also, an adult could learn a lot about the way teen love works, simply by reading some of these poems. Hell....I'm learning things I didn't know, and I'm a teen. I had no idea love was so violent:

I love her, oh yes I do
She's for me and not for you
But if by chance you take my place
I'll take my fist and smash your face!

Of course, there are other sources of evil poetry...such as the people I talk to on MSN. And, no, I'm not giving names.

Smoke a smoke
Not a butt
F**k a virgin
Not a slut.

Now, in case the text of the following poems doesn't tip you off, they're from a woman's point of view, not mine. Some more teen love:

Holy mother, full of grace
Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face
Bless his hair that tends to curl
Keep him safe from all the girls
Bless his arms that are so strong
Keep his hands where they belong
Bless his d**k, the one I sucked
Bless the bed, in which we f**ked
And if my Mom happened to walk in
Bless the sh*t I'd be in.

Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue...
I'm In Love But Not With You...
When We Broke Up You Thought I Cried
But All It Was...
Was Another Guy,
You Told Your Friends That I Was A Trick,
I Told Mine That You Had A Weak D**k...
I Said I Loved You
And You Thought It Was True,
But Guess What Baby?!
You Got Played Too!!

Of course, there are some poems that get a bit...explicit... such as this one. Believe it or not, this one actually set me back a bit:

Roses are red,
Violets are corny,
When I think of you
Ohh baby I get horny,
Eat me,
Beat me,
Bite me,
Blow me,
Suck me,
F**k me,
Very slowly,
if you kiss me,
dont be sassy,
Use your tongue and make it nasty!!!!


At any rate... I will be searching for more poetry and wittiness to amuse myself and you. Wish me luck! Oh, and if you have any poetry to add, feel free to do so.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Lost in a Hollywood World

I know this is a really fast new post, my last one was on Sunday, but I found a bunch of stuff I wrote about the Matrix films shortly after I started the blog, then promptly forgot about, so here they are.
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Thoughts on the Matrix
The Matrix doesn’t seem so bad from an objective point of view. Most of the people inside seem to feel okay, most of the time. So, why rebel against it? Sure, there are people in there who were dealt a bad card, like getting AIDS, being killed or dying early, facing starvation, etc., but there will always be suffering for some part of the human race. Like Agent Smith says, we seem to need misery to define ourselves.
The energy required to keep so many human bodies alive and well fed must outweigh the energy and heat provided by the bodies, even combined with “a form of fusion,” so why keep us alive at all? As far as I can tell, we aren’t that good of an energy source. If the machines and A.I. life forms are so hostile to humans, why was the original Matrix designed to b a paradise? Within the Matrix one is free to engage in whatever activity his or her status and personality command. If you can see past the Matrix, you can slow time, stop p bullets, fly, and so on; and leaving the Matrix to become a Zion rebel may not be the only way to see past it. After all, a computer system is easier to infiltrate if the hacker has access to it to begin with. Once you understand that there is no spoon, or whatever, it becomes easy to take control of the nonexistent whatever.
Besides, few people will wish to abandon the satisfactory near-utopia of the false 1999 for the hell we made of the real world. I personally would be likely to become a rebel, since that’s the way I am, but many of the people I know would simply follow the flow of the world they are accustomed to—the world of the Matrix.
Questions About the Matrix
Philosophical
--Is Neo programmed? I mean, if Smith can copy himself into a body, and he is a program, why can’t a program be superimposed onto a mind at birth and totally supplant the original person?
--Do the Smiths have a hive-mind?
--Why are there so many Biblical paralells?
--Why is Neo's death pose a crucifix?
--When the One dies, is a new one born immediately, or is there a lag?
--Is every new version of the One a reincarnation of the last version?

Technical
--How do hovercraft propulsion systems work, and why do the sentinels have no apparent propulsion systems?
--Why do the agents use bullets? Why not better weapons than guns?
--Where can I find technical manuals for all the machine technology?
--How does Smith copy himself onto Bane? For that matter, how does he copy himself at all?
--Did he copy himself onto all inhabitants of the Matrix, or just the one city?
--How does Sati "make" the sky for Neo, and what is her purpose as a program?
--How do operators, and anyone else in general, read the Matrix code, and how does Neo see it in 3D?
--Where did the ships (Nebuchadnezzar, Logos, Hammer) come from?
--Why don't Agents have perfect aim?
--Why can't Trinity fight Agents as well as Morpheus and Neo?
--Is there only one machine city? One mainframe? One source?

Philosophical and Technical
--How does Neo see in the real world after he is blinded, and exactly what is he seeing?
--Why does Neo see the overwritten Bane as wearing sunglasses? Is it just to show that he knows Smith has copied himself into Bane's body?
--If 'dead' in the Matrix is dead in the real world, why do the Zion rebels kill people (security guards, soldiers, cops) so freely?
--What happened to the original Smith?
--Did Smith copy onto animals as well as people?
--Why and when will we "see him [Neo] again?"
--Did the machines rebuild Zion the last six times it was destroyed?

Miscellaneous
--Why 1999? Peak of our civilization my ass! I'd like to think we're going to do better than we did in 1999.
The Math of the Matrix
(NOTE: All numbers not actually related in the films are conservative estimates and are in fact reduced from the original estimates I made while watching the films.)

--Assume 7 versions of the one, including Neo, as per the history of the Matrix as related by the Architect .
--Assume 100 years for each version to finish, as per the history of Zion as related by Morpheus.
--Assume 50 years for the early failures mentioned by Smith during his interrogation of Morpheus.
--Assume 10 years of war after the beginning of the machine rebellion.
--Assume 40 years of lead up to war after the creation of AI.

(100*7)+50+10+40=800 years

Morpheus says that while Neo believes it to be the year 1999, it is closer to 2199. So,

2199-800=1399
So, either we have been living in the Matrix since the Dark ages (unlikely), or the Wachowski brothers didn't check their math.
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So, there you have it. I went on a kick sort of like this--philosophy, history, technology, and all--the first time I saw Star Wars and Star Trek too. I hope some of you might have something to add or be able to clear things up for me. Also, for those who know me personally, I know it seems really out of character for me to voluntarily engage in mathematical pursuits, but you also know how I can be when I get off on some philosophical end-run.

Sunday, June 19, 2005

The Good, The Bad, and.....WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!

First off, the good. It's kind of hard to think of anything good. I got Enter The Matrix the other day. Everyone says it's a crappy game, but I really love it. I saw Jackass:The Movie on Comedy Central last night, uncut. It was wonderful! Wasabi snooters, golf course air horns......great stuff. I even pulled a bit of a stunt myself. I had a sheet stuffed in my mouth to keep from laughing so hard that my parents woke up and bitched, and I swallowed about 6 inches of the corner. I'm pretty excited about the new season of Reno 911, and I expect it to be pretty good. Comedy Central needs to redeem itself after the last season of South Park tanked.

The bad: I'm not saying this is bad in and of itself, but Time Warner cable is now offering a channel geared toward homosexuals. They appear to be trying to extend their gay and lesbian demograpic. Now, like I said, the fact that they are offering a gay channel is not bad. What's bad is that the assholes of the world are going to give them shit for it. they've only been advvertising this channel for a couple days, and already my parents are talking about how it's "evil against the kingdom of god." You want to know what would really be evil against god, if he exists? CHRISITAN FUNDAMENTALISTS. Specifically the ones who say things like my parents.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!: Jacko got off, and this time, his getting off didn't directly involve a young boy. He was found innocent by a jury of his "peers" in California. WHAT THE FUCK!? The man is a flaming nutcase! He molested little boys, okay? I'm a pretty oblivious guy, and even I picked up on that. And he's not the king of pop anymore, got it? He's the king of the freakshow. Skin disease my cracker ass. A skin disease doesn't make your nose look like your sister's, jackass. Go hide in your little oubliette and leave the kids alone. And what was wrong with the bloody damn jury? It was the same as in the OJ case! Overwhelming evidence that the man in question comitted the crime, and the jury has some kind of total brain-fart and calls him innocent! I'm starting to think itmight not be a bad idea for California to break off and float away into the Pacific, where we can safely nuke the fuck out of it.

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

A Hero I Can Support

Wow. Holy shit.

I guess the truth IS out there.

So it would appear we finally know who Deep Throat really is. http://www.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/05/31/deep.throat/index.html

See, this is the kind of thing I pay attention to. While the rest of you are obsessing over Michael Jackson (child-molesting freak), and Lords of Dogtown (lowbrow loser movie), and other such crap, I'm noticing the fact that the true identity of one of the most important figures in the Watergate scandal is finally know to the public. Of course, most of you probably think that "deep throat" is just something to do with a BJ.

Anyway, for those of you too lazy to click on a goddam link, Deep Throat was the primary source for the Washington Post reporters who busted the Watergate scandal wide open. Since he was obviously well inside the scandal, his identity was kept a secret, and kept very well. But now he has revealed himself to be W. Mark Felt, who at the time he was sharing information with Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein, was the NUMBER TWO MAN AT THE FBI.

Did you read that properly? That was the FBI. The FEDERAL Bureau of Investigation. That means that Felt was directly reporting to the man who reported to Nixon for the entire Bureau (their HQ in Washington is very nice, by the way. I quite enjoyed the tour.). If he had been found out he basically would have been, for lack of a more descriptive word, FUCKED. Here is an American hero I can support, someone who goes against the entire executive branch of the United States government. This man was, at the time, proabably the man most hated and wanted by the most powerful man in the world. You talk about "living in fear".... bin Laden isn't in the US, or so the govt. hopes. People have been searching for Deep Throat for almost 30 years. That has got to be a BITCH as far as stress goes.

But anyway.... all respect to W. Mark Felt. Anyone who takes that much risk, and helps bring down one of the most corrupted men in one of the most corruptible positions in the world...who happens to be his BOSS....is deserving of respect from anyone you can name.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

"Jesus, save us from your followers."

I know this is going to piss off a lot of christians--hell, the TITLE of the post is going to piss them off--but I heard some stuff last weekend that made me think, so you get to hear about it.

I was at the Baylor afternoon commencement this weekend, to see a friend graduate, and the President of the university, Robert Sloan, gave a speech. You can probably find a transcript on the internet, but I didn't look. The basic gist of the speech was that graduates had to be careful because society is downplaying Christianity (remember, Baylor is a baptist university).

The powers that be seem to forget that everything works on a cycle, including religion.

In the late 1700's, the Washington/Jefferson/Franklin era, most of the well-known players in American histroy were atheists. Any mention of "god: in the constitution is coincidental and probably just a turn of phrase. Society isn't downplaying anything any more than it has to to keep the cycle going. So there's no reason for the christians to worry--they'll cycle back.

The other thing they're screwing up is religious relations. While the Catholics and Protestants aren't killing each other as much as they used to---except in Ireland, of course--they've decided to start a second series of Crusades. This time, instead of "Let us go forth and free the Holy City of Jerusalem from the evil of the Muslim savages," the rallying cry is "War On Terror!," and it's coming from the mouth of one of the dumbest men ever elected to the White House. Can we get rid of him before he somehow pulls a Palpatine? Please? We don't need to kill people for oil, we can fricking buy it, or buy the oil wells, or something. Also, for every person we kill in the middle east, 10 people strap TNT to themselves and get on a bus for a rather short ride. GIVE UP. It's way past time to get the hell out of Iraq, okay?

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Another Steaming Pile of Bulls**t

So, at our school we have a bunch of pointless rules. The one that pisses me off the most doesn't actually concern me (yet). They have this bullshit rule that a guy's hair can't be long, and I really don't understand. If the fake lesbians can basically walk around with their heads shaved, which does not look "professional, " by the way, then why can't the metal heads wear their hair long?

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And that's another thing that pisses me off, people who act like homosexuals for attention. (Notice I'm not putting up names, so let's not whine about how I'm a homophobe, okay?) I have no problem with actual gay people; they're here, they're queer, I got used to it. But the people who go around acting gay because they think it's "in" or "cool" or whatever you kids are saying nowadays.......yeah. Those are the kind of people I would like to bash.
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I think they need to get rid of grades. Not the GPA, but all grades. They way I see it, grades are only a way of separating the good students who have been successfully brainwashed from the students who figured out that the school system is bullshit. NHS, SNHS, scholarships.....all bullshit. Every student should have an equal chance at everything. Some of you might say that this little bit is because my grades are so bad, but I've held this to be true since elementary school, when I was still kicking the shit out of everybody, grade-wise.

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So who the hell invented dress clothes? Kakhi pants, button-down, collared shirts......some of the most uncomfortable shit on earth. Why do we dress up in stuff that feels bad? Why can't I wear blue jeans and a tshirt to my friend's graduation?

"Well, that's not how you dress for a graduation!"

According to whom? Who chooses what I wear to which function? Is it a etiqutte issue? Screw that scheisse. I choose how I dress, not Ms. Manners. Even I have limits to my evil. I won't wear a mean or inappropriate shirt if that's the problem.

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As far as graduation goes, I'm dead set on not going to mine. It's just a bunch of pointless pomp and circumstance. But just because I won't be there physically, doesn't mean I won't have a presence there. I'll have to leave a calling card......heh heh heh.

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So that's the kind of stuff that's on my mind on a regular basis; disjointed, illogical, and absolutely insane. But I have to admit, I really enjoy spending time in my own head.