Monday, September 15, 2008

Really? Are we really discussing this?

Alright, this clip irked me a little bit. But not for the same reason that it perturbed this attorney.

Like the news reporter said, it's just a late night skit. I don't get why this is even an issue. I don't remember anybody freaking out when Will Ferrell played Janet Reno. I mean, come on, he was a man dressed as a woman. Why are we worried about this Obama skit?

Besides, he's just as white as he is black, right? That's what happens when you get half of your chromosomes from a Caucasian and the other half from an African-American. So, this white person portraying Obama is just as politically correct as if one of SNL's black actors did the impersonation.

And why is the attorney worried about "darkening" the actor? What about requiring an actor to go tanning before they play a role? What about makeup? It's to make it appear as if the actor doesn't look pale in the lights. Isn't that "darkening"? I just don't get the difference.

Seriously, all of this political correctness is getting out of hand.

Rough night.

Last night. Allow me to paint the picture. I've got a lot of homework before classes on Monday. Needed something to keep me up. Just down the road exists a Maverik gas station. Fountain drink. Two months since I last had a Coke. Gotta stay awake to finish. Midnight comes and goes. Buy a nice big 44 oz Coke. It does the job. Staying awake, alert, all is well. Homework gets finished, looks up an article or few on BYU and the Packers. 3:30 rolls around and I'm still bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Why not try a few games of chess on the computer? I lose. Finally get slightly tired around 4:30. Wake up around 6:30.

Rough night.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Money cannot buy happiness?

Okay, after my many years of trying to manage my finances, I'm afraid I've bitten off more than I can chew. I just don't think that I'm made for counting beans. I tried accounting once, and had to take it again to repair the damage done. Why is this so difficult for me?

There's a particular account of mine that enjoys heaping on all sorts of fees and I feel as if there's a hole in my pocket out of which money continually falls. It's slipping through my hands like sand.

Sure, money doesn't buy happiness, but it does tend to alleviate a lot of stress, yeah?

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.

Recently, I've been following the blog of a dear friend of mine. I admire his bravery in standing up against people and ideas that challenge his beliefs and life experience. Because of the sensitive subjects discussed, I imagine that many people frequent his blog, and there are the usuals that reply to his posts. However, there has been a person/persons that have felt it necessary to reply anonymously, as obviously allows. It is the notion of anonymous posting that I would like to discuss.

For many reasons, someone may feel the urge to post anonymously. For one, Anonymous may be a close relative/friend/acquaintance to the blogger. He or she would read the blogger's post and feel as if he or she must reply negatively (considering the vast majority of anonymous posts connote an unfriendly tone). Naturally, opposing a relative/friend/acquaintance's ideas would be destructive to the relationship! Right? The last thing Anonymous wants is to be found out for who he or she really is.

I think this concept transfers over to chat rooms and/or pornography in a way. Anonymous feels the need to post/chat/watch in order to gratify themselves, but entirely escaping all accountability in the process. Indeed, as my friend mentioned, it is cowardly. For what would happen if Anonymous were caught posting/chatting/watching?

Without a doubt, anonymous posting is cowardice and a desperate plea to gratify one's pride and escaping any accountability and repercussion which may (or may not) follow.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

The times, they are a-changin'...

Let me break it down for you. I was a crappy blogger. There were probably about three people that knew about my blog and even fewer that could read it, so I had little motivation to keep it going. But alas, the times, they are a changin'.

I feel like I want to start saying words on a subject or two, especially considering all the false ideas and arguments that have been floating around lately. Thus, Chiv Keeb Txoj Lus makes its debut.

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

-Bob Dylan