Black Lips Funny

What do you do when your sixteen and in deep shit? You’re looking out at the world from the strip-mall and the detention hall, from the basement and the cul-de-sac and it just looks like there is a wall around you. Everybody tells you and your friends that you’re going nowhere, that your lives are already ruined. What the fuck do you do?

You hang around and smash stuff and get high and try to be a bad-ass, that’s what you do. You steal and drink and smash up the car your mom gave you and pull your pee-pee out in public. You work at sandwich shops and fast-food joints and try to screw private school girls because they think your tough and the girls at your school think your gay because you pretended to give your friend a blowjob at the junior prom. You fuck it all up as ugly and as dirty as you can because, why the fuck not?

Your parents and teachers and sandwich-shop supervisors look at you and think, “What happened to the kid? He has all the advantages in the world and he has chucked it all in the shitter. Doesn’t he believe in the inherent goodness of our enlightened society? Doesn’t he believe in any thing at all?”

Zinn’s Last Work

I believe this was Howard Zinn’s final written piece; it was written for
The Nation and it regards his usual cynical outlook on our leaders, of course now, Obama.

I’ve been searching hard for a highlight. The only thing that comes close is some of Obama’s rhetoric; I don’t see any kind of a highlight in his actions and policies.

As far as disappointments, I wasn’t terribly disappointed because I didn’t expect that much. I expected him to be a traditional Democratic president. On foreign policy, that’s hardly any different from a Republican–as nationalist, expansionist, imperial and warlike. So in that sense, there’s no expectation and no disappointment. On domestic policy, traditionally Democratic presidents are more reformist, closer to the labor movement, more willing to pass legislation on behalf of ordinary people–and that’s been true of Obama. But Democratic reforms have also been limited, cautious. Obama’s no exception. On healthcare, for example, he starts out with a compromise, and when you start out with a compromise, you end with a compromise of a compromise, which is where we are now.

I thought that in the area of constitutional rights he would be better than he has been. That’s the greatest disappointment, because Obama went to Harvard Law School and is presumably dedicated to constitutional rights. But he becomes president, and he’s not making any significant step away from Bush policies. Sure, he keeps talking about closing Guantánamo, but he still treats the prisoners there as “suspected terrorists.” They have not been tried and have not been found guilty. So when Obama proposes taking people out of Guantánamo and putting them into other prisons, he’s not advancing the cause of constitutional rights very far. And then he’s gone into court arguing for preventive detention, and he’s continued the policy of sending suspects to countries where they very well may be tortured.

I think people are dazzled by Obama’s rhetoric, and that people ought to begin to understand that Obama is going to be a mediocre president–which means, in our time, a dangerous president–unless there is some national movement to push him in a better direction.

http://www.thenation.com/doc/20100201/forum/6

Chris

Beach House – Zebra

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I listened to and reviewed this album for the first time back in November. Talk about an early leak! It’s among the better things that I’ve heard for 2010, but it’s a little blase, aka something bitchfuck media won’t admit! Take this song “Zebra.” You got to admit it’s pretty awesome, but at certain points I feel sort of disappointed. “Any way you run, you run before us” is simply an excellent chorus, but this song calls for some kind of loud extravagant epicness. The ending is quite solid, but in the middle it’s just all right. What do you think?

Question of the Week

To give some background information before I pose the question, the famous above photo was taken following the My Lai masacre during the Vietnam War in 1968. Hundreds of innocent, unarmed civilians, mostly women and children were brutally murdered. Even though over a dozen soliders particpated in the crime, only one was convicted, officer William Cally, who ordered the masacre. He initially was given a life sentence, but Nixon eventually paroled him. At the time, many protested Cally’s conviction, mostly patriotic/chauvinistic Americans, but also critics of the war and the miltary’s policies. The latter’s logic being that millions of innocent civilians had been murdered throughout the war and that this was not an isolated incident, but rather a common policy. Now, my question is should we imprision such individuals for their crimes or ignore them because others clearly do not receive the same treatment?

Chris

Wed. Afternoon Experience

I guess another experience was meant to be for today. This one was messed up! I was walking down the hall from my room to the elevators and I start hearing a girl make some intense moaning sounds like “Oooohhhhhhhyeahhhhhhh” and “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh.” It was obviously coming from a nearby room. I know for a fact that these screams of joy were too “perfect” to be some kind of real time experience. First of all, the girl making these sounds was too rhythmic. She’d start and stop at a fluid rate. There wasn’t any other noise coming from the room besides these hollers. At any rate, I’m standing by the elevators for a good two minutes until I see another girl walking my way. The ‘background music’ is still going on so I’m just standing there mad awkward. I really wanted to laugh because it was pretty damn blatant unless you’re deaf. Thankfully, the elevator came like 15 seconds later and that was that. Whoever did this has a pretty great sense of humor, playing a porno to make it weird for all the innocent fucks going to the elevator. Who does that? The kid’s a master at his craft. He made it just right so if anyone wanted to walk over to see where the sounds were coming from, they’d instantly be creepy as fuck. I’m pretty sure he was in the room adjacent to the elevators so he could’ve looked through the peep hole to see if anyone was approaching. Maybe I’m completely off base and there literally was some kind of sexual encounter going on and those involved didn’t give a shit at all about anyone OR somebody didn’t realize exactly how loud things were.

Tuesday Morning Experience

I didn't, but maybe I should have. Read on:

Though my experience yesterday was not as eventful as Chris’, I will post it regardless. I was in class and we were working on a mini group project on our computers. I wasn’t sure about the answers to one of the problems, so I told my partners “I’m feeling ______” in regards to what I thought was the answer. Keep in mind that I wasn’t really sure and also, my partners weren’t giving me back adequate output, so let’s say I repeated that phrase about five times. Yeah, maybe I was a bit obnoxious, but the bitch next to me called me out! She said in a condescending bitch-slapping tone: “Stop saying you’re feeling it. That’s the right answer.” An advocate for non-violent approaches to resolving conflict, I carried on, but my group and I, we were visibly thrown off by her extemporaneous comment.

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