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I recognize the value of legislatures.  I truly do.

But goddamn, legislators are dumb.

"Another difficulty was that key Congressmen, whose support would have been necessary for the passage of any loan, quickly made it clear that they would demand in return nothing less than free elections and freedom of speech inside the Soviet Union, and the abandonment of its sphere of influence in Eastern Europe." 

Yes, Congressmen.  The USSR in 1945 will definitely democratize and liberalize their Communist dictatorship and agree to not expand their influence in exchange for a loan.  A loan that the Russians "were never dependent enough" to need.  I'm not a fan of realist logic but this mentality defies common sense.  It actually frightens me that senators become presidents. 

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Also, you can learn a surprising amount about foreign relations from watching G's to Gents.  International relations ("how are we an alliance?"), balance of power ("it's time to break the alliance"), domestic pressure ("baby mama's pregnant, I got bills to pay"), economic considerations ("how you gonna get the money?  you gonna rob it?"), security ("I'm a dead man walking"), norms ("you cannot lick at another man").  In spite of it really being from Slaves to Slaveowners, I must admit to a real fondness for this show.  Plus it's one of the few reality shows that objectifies men and deals with norms of masculinity as opposed to norms of femininity.  Yeah, it objectifies ghetto men.  But it's a start. 

Lank: You faked being thug just to be here!
Mito: I faked being in prison?!
Lank: What the fuck does prison have to do with shit?!
Mito: It has everything to do with why I'm here!
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I almost could not find this song on YouTube - then I realized I was searching for the wrong artist.  I always thought it was by the Postal Service (it's by one member of the band on a solo project, Dntel).  It was not I who mislabeled the file. 

Ugh, I assigned this song to a character once.  This song has scared me from the first time I heard it, because I'm terrified that it applies to me, and now I'm pretty sure it does - so I may as well just admit it.  And the video scares/depresses me even more. 

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Oh jesus, Bones is using "A Pain That I'm Used To" in their crappy episode, spare me.  Have I ever mentioned how much I hate the television show Bones?  I had to watch it in Surabaya because it was my boss's favorite show (I think she wanted to be the main character).  It is seriously the worst police procedural I've ever seen.  Yes, worse than CSI: Miami, because at least with CSI: Miami you can tell they don't take themselves seriously.  Bones, on the other hand, seems entirely devoted to congratulating its own characters by making every other segment of society live up to its worst stereotypes.  The most horrendous episode I've seen is "Player Under Pressure", about a dead college basketball star. 

Now we all know that I am not a jock.  I can't play any sports.  I can (sort of) run, and that's it.  I mildly enjoyed roller hockey and lacrosse in P.E., but basketball and I, let me tell you, do not agree.  Basketballs have a tendency to zero in on my head (even from half a gym away!), and I don't even watch it for entertainment.  I did not associate with jocks in high school, and there are no jocks worth mentioning at my college.  The ones that exist look disturbingly like skinheads, I'm not sure what's up with that.  I know that from time to time terrible scandals break out about student athletes.  Duke lacrosse, Lawrence Philllips, the University of Colorado and their strip-recruiting.  As a sports fan I know about them all, and as a sports fan I do hold everyone involved in college athletics to a high standard (as is horrifically obvious from my football posts).  And yes, we all hate how the jocks got all the attention in school, and no one cared about the collective us.  I was on a state-championship-caliber speech team that never got recognition within our own building (but we were a bunch of snobs, so I don't really blame the rest of the school), so I know.  Oh, the temptation to tar and feather those jocks now that we're all grown up and "over it"!  Except, you know, you're not over it if you do that, just like Indonesia isn't "over" colonialism if it's still accusing the U.S., a country that never actually colonized them but who sure did look like a colonizer otherwise, of trying to usurp its national sovereignty by having a naval research center in Jakarta, sixty years later. 


Is that a basketball?  Sports are dumb.  Only dumb people like them.  By the way, I'm better at basketball than you.
 
The point of this episode was basically trying to make college athletics look as bad as humanly possible.  Not just via the main female character's snippety remarks.  The dead player's cheerleader girlfriend didn't care who he slept with ("he can have anybody he wants"), as long as he came back to her, made the NBA, and set her up in a mansion.  She actually said this.  All the basketball players were unapologetic manwhores who slept with their (female) T.A.s to pass classes, even the ugly ones, and they all had STDs.  So did all their cheerleader girlfriends, who were all whores too.  It ends up that the cheerleader who was giving him a blow job minutes before his death was engaged to the player that eventually replaced him on the starting line-up (they were the only committed-looking couple in the whole episode, up till then - it was not a ruse on her part, she just "couldn't resist R.J.").  The star was killed by this chick's father.  Why?  The father, now a campus security guard or something, was a failed basketball star himself, and he always "used women like that, under the bleachers".  Now that he sees his own little girl being used that way, well, he just lost it.  

Of course, this is all hysterically preposterous and comes off as nothing more than the producers' sad attempt at Revenge of the Nerds - pushed over the edge with the main character, the "nerdy" female doctor, being considered "hot" by the basketball players and being able to shoot a basket on her one and only try.  Very, you know, cannibalizing the source of power.  It's not the Societeit Concordia, it's the Freedom Building, and it's mine!  Ja ja, Soekarno, sure it is.  So it was funny in a pathetic sense, but also painful to watch.  That sort of sums up Bones.  Let's not get into the time they mocked Chinese arranged marriages and ancestor worship and used it as an opportunity to show that their heroine can speak Chinese on top of everything else (but the Chinese are still a backwards people). 

There is no power, my pretty power.
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For anyone who doesn't know what Big Love is, it's a show about a successful Mormon pillar of the community, Bill, his legal first wife Barb, and his illegal second and third wives, Nicki and Margene (and their collective eight children) set in contemporary Utah.  As we all know, mainstream Mormons do not condone polygamy, so the Hendricksons live in three houses that open up on the same backyard but no one knows they're "all" married.  This is a secret it is very important they keep.  It is a secret they share with the much scarier, much larger, and much more illegal compound run by Nicki's father.  And as for the plot...


So that's the show.  I really like it.  I think it's extremely clever and well-written.  But you know me and small towns, religion, family relationships, and "politicking".  That's just me all over. 

Anyway, Stanley Fish is writing about it for some reason, so I read his column (mostly for the updates about season 3, because I don't have access to HBO anymore... cry) and then I read the comments below.  Here's a sampling:

Oh, Stanley, your patriarchy is showing. “Big Love” is the cliche man-as-the-center-of-the universe social construct. I’m big on family, and most of my writing (plays, other) is about family, and maybe if this tv series were about Big Mama with her stable of servile male sex partners and her progeny with her last name, I might enjoy it. But since woman-in-charge is only man-in-charge in drag, I doubt it. Good night, Stanley, and go read “The Feminine Mystique.”

I find nothing at all to love about “Big Love.” It is weird, unrealistic and decidedly misogynistic. Not until the “sister-wives” stop acting like Stepford wives and get themselves some “brother-husbands” will this show hold any interest for me. totally unrealistic and decidely misogynist.

I also watch Big Love, but I find it disturbing as it tries to make me comfortable with polygamy.

Big Love sends the message that men can treat women like a smorgassbord and expect their undying love and loyalty, and it tells women to expect a fractional return at best on the love they give in marriage.

But there is still something distasteful about the show because of the way it portrays the women who live vicariously. My own view is that polygamy would only be acceptable if I didn’t love my husband, and was actually repelled by him. This show just seems completely psychologically unrealistic.

In my opinion, “Big Love” is the Morman version of “The Color Purple” with patriarchal domination and chiild sexual abuse so rationalized it’s unremarkable. These characters are only likeable because their self-delusion is almost total. The women don’t know what it’s like to have a mental fredom to choose... Yes, there are many different kinds of families and marriages, but let’s hope that this series doesn’t make polygamy more popular, socially acceptable, or legal.

I don’t enjoy watching women compete endlessly, and miserably, for a man’s attention, their ‘turn’ with him the high point of their existence, especially when the man is as bland and paternalistic as Bill. I kept waiting for a scene where one of them packed a suitcase and slipped away in the night–if just for a break and some privacy. The fact is that this show portrays a lifestyle that, at least according to girls who have a been subjected to it and run away, relies on oppression, not love, to exist.

I watched an episode in horror. I wanted to shake all of those women and tell them to snap out of it!
Now, marrying several men…

Now, Stanley Fish's odd comparison to The Waltons aside - never watched The Waltons and I don't think that Big Love is sentimental at all, though I agree that the characters are likable (likability to me =/= sentimental, something that people all over the column seem to not be getting) - are you joking?  Of all the television shows I have watched (and they are many), Big Love is like the last show I would classify as "misogynistic".  Yes, it depicts a patriarchal situation.  News flash: they're Mormon.  They're fundamentalist Mormon.  Probably some of the most overtly patriarchal people in the U.S.  So of course that's how they live.  Brother-husbands?  Servile male sex partners?  Slipping away for the night?  You're talking about a different religion, one that I have never heard of (check out Xena: Warrior Princess?  Maybe?  No wait, they're Amazons). 

So yeah.  They're living in a patriarchal society.  But they all still behave in very human ways.  Barb and Nicki and Margene are all fully developed characters, as is Bill, for that matter (the psychologically unrealistic angle is so self-obsessed I don't want to go into it).  The fact I enjoy the show does not mean I want to participate in polygamy.  In fact, anybody that thinks this show glorifies polygamy has severe problems with their critical thinking faculties.  It actually depicts polygamy as having serious fucking issues, but it doesn't clobber you with a moral hammer, it just shows, okay, here's a family that's polygamous.  This is what could happen, given that these people are real human beings and not allegorical symbols of Certain Values.  Very God starts the world running and just lets it go style of storytelling, not God is hanging over you with a thunderbolt or God is directing your every move to make an example out of you.  It's a very, very difficult style of storytelling, but I admire the hell out of people who can do it. 

Actually, Big Love doesn't glorify anything (where Stanley Fish is wrong) - and I wish people would stop trying to find moral compasses in fucking television shows!  I'm looking at you, fucking Oscar Committee.  So you find polygamy creepy?  You don't like that Nicki is being pressured to have more children?  News flash: that's allowed.  You're allowed to not like what the characters do.  That may mean you dislike the characters for a while (hell, I certainly go through those phases with BSG, which is why I have a love/hate relationship with pretty much everybody except Sharon, Helo, Baltar, and Six, who I love unconditionally - whoa, just now realized I have a thing for Cylon woman/human man couples), but so what?  Are you watching the show as a replacement for your Sunday sermon?  As a replacement for your friends?  If it makes you uncomfortable to watch characters do what you don't want them to do, maybe you need to go into a little box by yourself, because you're clearly not ready for mass media.  Or the world.

And as for this obsession with "strong female characters"... I just want strong characters.  Whether they're male or female doesn't matter (then again, I am very opposed to gender quotas in legislatures; talk about your classic 3rd-world-tries-to-emulate-1st-world-and-lands-on-its-fucking-face).  Now I think a tv show with no women at all is unrealistic, but on a slight tangent, the insertion of female characters for the sake of having female characters is beyond dumb.  They have no chance of being strong characters - and I don't mean strong in the sense of oo-rah, I have a gun and control over people, which is what most people seem to want in their "strong female characters", I mean strong as in, fully-developed, three-dimensional, realistic, flawed, a character you can tell apart and not by a stereotype, a character who makes decisions, whether or not they're the right ones or for the right reasons.  A character that has discernable reasons. 

Unless we're just going to say that no television show should depict an extreme patriarchy.  Is that what this is about?  Because that makes more sense logically, but sucks even harder.  Cuz guess what, guys?  Patriarchy (and extreme patriarchy) exists.  Just like sadness and death and prison and the mafia.  And you know, patriarchy exists too... everywhere.  Just in milder, more hidden/embedded forms. 

Then again remember when people were calling Battlestar Galactica misogynistic because there was rape in it?  Yeah.  Wow.  Even when they get a deluge of strong female characters (both classic mode, a la Starbuck and Roslin, and unconventional, a la Sharon, Six, Dee, and yes, Callie) they're still not satisfied.

Anyway, thank God for this commenter:
 
Dr. Fish, for an English Professor you seem oddly (in this case, anyway) oblivious to irony, as are most of the commenters thus far. Only one comment has noted the similarity of Big Love to The Sopranos, which leads to the point you have missed. The subversive appeal of Big Love is that, like The Sopranos, it takes a bizarre American family and suggests how it is a distillation of the “normal” American family itself: hierarchical, superstitious, corrupt, and hypocritical at the same time that it is, as you point out, loving, solicitous, and loyal. This family’s religion is–shall we say?–weird. So is that of nearly all American families. This family is over its head in debt. So are nearly all American families. This family claims to be utterly devoted to the welfare of its children yet the oldest daughter is pregnant and lonely (gee, where have we heard that before?). I could go on.
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Thoughts on Battlestar Galactica's newest episode.

spoilers )


Research scientist: Oh man, what is happening to us?  The family of man is hurting each other, stealing from each other...
Stottlemeyer:  The family of man's starting to sound like a real family.
- Monk
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I'm officially pulling for Fabio in Top Chef. I'm sure plenty of people like Fabio, but I've never been good at picking original favorite "characters". This is something I realized back in middle school. But his words tonight won me over: "It's called Top Chef, not Top... Scallops!"

Check out my new poster. It is more awesome than I could have ever hoped for. I wanted to get a seniors only poster but I didn't know if those were even made. And the UNL bookstore does not, uh, sell football posters? And the 2008 Offense and 2008 Defense ones are lame-o collages. But then Carol, who works with my mother, came to my rescue and gave me this one off the wall in Graduate Studies, the last of its kind. And now it is mine! As are they! Forever!


I just love having connections within the university. 

I totally redecorated my room over break. Got rid of the old computer, got rid of a lot of old junk, recycled a bunch too because I'm such a good girl who loves the fucking Earth. I'm afraid the lifespan of our notes came to an end, Lindsey - hope that's ok, but I at least was frighteningly stupid back then. Also bought a nice chair for cheap, lugged it back across town barely attached to the trunk of the car... good times. Haven't redone the closet but I don't think that's going to happen for a while. Some old pictures and postcards I bought in Surabaya are now in frames, but I don't know where to put them because for a while there I was going to buy a whole new slew of posters. Except there are no posters of any worth in the entire city of Lincoln. Rage. I'll probably hang them over my bed. The slot by the television where I look most of the day has been claimed by the Huskers.

Sorry, Surabaya.

My mother and I had to have a "conversation" today over dinner. About my future. Good thing I had a pina colada to distract me. I hate those fucking conversations. Ironically, because I'm a fucking good girl, I have a plan, unlike many people my age. Take break at home. Join Peace Corps. Go to grad school for two years. Start trying really hard to join the Foreign Service. Ta-da. And I think I'm having "plan anxiety". I get this from time to time. Because sometimes I wonder if this plan is what I really, truly want. Would it work? Probably, yes. I'm sure I'd have good days. But is it what I really want.  I feel like my whole life has been so fucking planned that I'm not actually living. I'm following a plan. I guess sixteen years of straight school will do that to you.

On the other hand, the guy I had a complicated relationship with in high school, renowned for his complete lack of planning or ambition (I think I was feeling so over-planned then that that was what attracted me to him - when I realized he had no future whatsoever I went right back into crazy planning again), is now apparently homeless in California. Good Christ. I want a happy medium.

Whatever, I'll just delay thinking about that and watch Adult Swim. Turns out I like the new show Superjail! So much blood. Have I mentioned that I think I like The Venture Bros. way more than anyone else on the planet, except the creators? Byron Orpheus is one of the more amazing characters I've run across.  Like, I seriously. Seriously. Like this show:
"Yeah failure, that's what Venture Bros. is all about. Beautiful sublime failure." —Doc Hammer

"It shows that failure's funny, and it's beautiful and it's life, and it's okay, and it's all we can write because we are big fucking failures." —Doc Hammer

this.

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Robot Chicken: This is America!
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Me and Piper?  Same person.  Believe me, I often imagine myself wielding an ax and wearing way too much leather.  And we all know me and motorcycles.  I told my mother I wanted to ride a motorcycle before I die and she was like, "Grrr."  I think that's actually the sound she made.  I'm pretty sure that she has been on one, but my mother's one of those "do as I say, not as I do" type of parents - that's what you get for having been a hippie, mom. 

Piper:  Leave it to me to fall for a dead guy.
Phoebe:  At least he wasn't a warlock.

Of course she does end up marrying a whitelighter. 

Also, thank God for an A in Topics in Economic History.  I don't want to never be able to think about Malthusian pressure again, since I use it to argue everything these days.  And thank God for my disaster shows, because I can't watch SportsCenter fawn over Texas.
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I'm never sure how I feel about studies like this. I definitely spent at least 3-4 hours a day watching television starting in middle school - a number that's gone up with time - and starting late middle school, probably 2 hours on the computer (that number has obviously gone up to like, twelve since starting college). And I'm not an obese, promiscuous smoker.

But the list of harmful influences: films? magazines? music? How many kids these days spend time doing something else? With that broad a sampling we may as well blame their ills on being American. Except I find it hard to believe that kids in other countries aren't crazy into electronic media too - they just spend more time in cram school.

But then again it's true that I didn't watch much television before I moved to the states. Maybe an hour a day when I was ten, less before that. Very limited computer time. My mother thinks not being exposed to constant marketing was good for me - not that Indonesian warungs don't have gigantic plastic ads as roofs and walls, but it wasn't as all-encompassing as it is here.

Whatever. I usually think adults think too hard about children in general without bothering to develop relationships with their own children (the only children they really have the opportunity to know, in other words, they don't bother with) or looking at themselves with any hint of self-awareness. I'm really into blaming parents, though. It's kind of my gig. I think part of the responsibility of growing up is getting over your own shit so you can actually raise another human being.

I bring another AMV. Except it's not really an AMV because none of the video has been cut - it's just been "synced" to the music. I think it's actually very good (falls apart at the end, but oh well). I've been meaning to see City of God for a long time... maybe I should try to watch it this winter. 
Video: Cidade de Deus (City of God); Audio: "Down in the Park" - Marilyn Manson (Gary Numan cover); By pphoee.
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I hate The West Wing.  Secret because I know many, many moderate Democrats who worship the show, including my cousins, who forced us to watch its Christmas episode.  I think it involved homeless people and coats or something.  I'm actually going to make a numerical list for this one, because it's not a holistic philosophical thing. The West Wing is just bad.
  1. It's factually incorrect. One episode featured some blonde chickie freaking out over voting for the wrong person on her Wisconsin absentee ballot (she failed to vote for her boss, the President) and getting some honorable army guy to change his own vote in Washington D.C. to compensate.  Because apparently there is no electoral college in The West Wing.
  2. It's boring as fuck.  It gives politics a bad name, it's so boring as fuck. 
  3. It's way too self-congratulating.  There is no self-awareness and thus no self-criticism.  You know, the way Family Guy bashes everyone other than the characters who represent the writers of the show - in contrast to shows like The Simpsons and King of the Hill, which pokes loving fun at its own protagonists.  When the President won re-election they actually played the triumphant we-will-not-go-quietly-into-the-night music from Independence Day.  Really. 
  4. It trivializes almost every issue by oversimplifying it into a neat little pamphlet-shaped Public Service Announcement.  Especially anything involving a foreign country. 
  5. I hate all the characters.  Because they're boring.  A lot of people find them likable but I feel like they're unreal and pretentious, unlike anyone I can imagine existing in real life.  If they have any flaws, I don't remember them.  They're like the perfect administration for all the smug Midwestern liberals who love Garrison Keillor.  And we all know my feelings on Garrison Keillor.  I mean, compare The West Wing to W.  In spite of my politics, I would actually rather be a staffer for the Bush White House than the Bartlet White House. 
  6. It's the wrong way to get people into public service.  Apparently that was Aaron Sorkin's goal.  But really?  I think you get people into public service by making them care about the world, not by luring them with the prospect of being prestigious and cool. 
  7. It's Liberalism.  And I don't mean it's liberal as American politics defines it.  I mean, it is, but what I mean is, it's Liberalism.  And I hate that idealistic, excuse-for-colonialism, self-righteous, Ethical-Policy, Europe-ensconced-in-a-golden-halo bullshit.  
Here's some other people who hate The West Wing:
Gene Healy: Has there ever been a sweller bunch of folks than Toby, Sam, Donna, Josh and C.J.? A more selfless, high-minded, public-spirited, fundamentally decent pack of, er, political operators? Where in the world did Aaron Sorkin get his ideas about how politics works?  The West Wing was, above all, a Valentine to power. And despite the snappy repartee and the often-witty scripts, it was a profoundly silly show. It managed — in 21st century America — to be markedly less cynical than Mr. Smith Goes to Washington.
Martin Barna: Every plotline in Wing has been done a dozen times by a dozen shows (usually it's a sort of president-themed Law and Order, but without the wit and the intensity of Sam Waterston or Jerry Orbach).  Wing isn't terrible, just disappointing. While The Sopranos makes you sit on the edge of your chair and Showtime's upcoming Queer as Folk promises to push the envelope right out of the closet, it would seem that a show about the most important institution of them all could be a bit more edgy and a bit less light.
Bryan Alexander: There's no real dialogue between forces, no real argument. The preaching is steady, never seriously argued....West Wing doesn't really allow any other views to appear as legit. This makes it easy on the brain. The entire staff is drawn from the Northeast and the West Coast, probably without modern precedent.  But Sorkin hates the South, and doesn't seem to realize the plains exist. Hence the Evil Racist Assassins being Southerners -- and arrested at a restaurant called "Dixie Pig" or something. This feeds into a lot of easy regionalism.
Jesse Walker: Few people can write dialogue with tricky, "literary" rhythms that nonetheless is credible as a conversation; the living writer who's probably best at it is David Mamet. Sorkin tries to pull this off, and he fails miserably: the accents are in the wrong places, the repartee sounds forced, and everything is way too self-conscious. When I'm watching a Sorkin-scripted movie or TV show, it doesn't matter what's on the screen: All I can see is our smug auteur pounding away at his word processor, periodically yelping, "I'm writing!" to the ceiling.
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I think I just watched the best episode of Law & Order: SVU ever.  I know, I didn't think it would happen either.  Yes, it still had a few classic SVU faults, particularly revolving the stupidly-intensifying Olivia-Stabler-Kathy triangle, and of course they smashed complicated things into one primetime hour, but overall it was insanely sophisticated for an SVU episode.  It was called "Swing", and it had nothing to do with sex.  It turns out Stabler's daughter has bipolar disorder and she got it from Stabler's mother - but it's strongly implied that Stabler actually has it too, even though the episode never says so explicitly.  As far as crime plot goes, there was pretty much none - she had broken into a house while on a drug-fueled mania and stolen jewelry - but it was a lot more engaging than any of their crime episodes.  Seriously, it's hard to believe (and somewhat disappointing) they went from this to "Lunacy", that ridiculous astronaut episode. 

This is rather an odd link, but the women who marry into my mother's family, I've found, tend to have emotional/mental problems of some kind, some more severe (suicide - my uncle's second wife) than others, and my uncle's third wife has bipolar disorder.  I don't have it myself.  My mother's developing anxiety (which I have/had) but she's spent most of her life fairly steady; her mother, who married into the family, was one of those reasonably educated women who compromised and became a '50s housewife (a Laura Bush, basically) - although I wonder if there wasn't some tension in her head that my mother hasn't told me about.  I don't know very much about my maternal grandmother, even though I'm named after her.  Either that, or I take The Hours too seriously.  The natural-born Hostetlers have problems too, but with the men it's usually limited to mild to moderate depression that they can self-medicate through sleep, video games, vacations, and new wives to replace defective ones.  Sometimes I think my mother self-medicated by uprooting herself, and that she's getting this constant need now to go on walks to calm herself down worries me a little. 

Anyway, I felt that "Swing" was a very accurate depiction of both the disorder and the reaction other people have to it.  Ellen Burstyn, playing Stabler's mother, was very, very good. 

Apparently Stabler's bipolar daughter has the same middle name as mine. 
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Just so everybody knows, I'm not dead.  I'm just very far away (exactly half the world away from Lincoln), and I'm afraid to blog about most of what my days are like now.  I leave Surabaya in 2 weeks (after which I'll be in Jakarta for three days or so), so I'm starting to re-enter livejournal world, although I don't think I will be as much of a devotee of it as I used to be.  I've started writing in a diary.  I've had to.  It's been good.  The journal will probably just become home to my popculture reviews/rants.

However, I come with some movie recommendations: 
- The Dark Knight (!)
- Perfume
- Zodiac
- The Hills Have Eyes (I admit I saw the edited version - it was on tv)

Midsomer Murders' episode recommendations: 
- The Green Man <-- I cried!
- Ghosts of Christmas Past

And a television show recommendation:
- Air Crash Investigation <-- my obsession
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Scare Tactics, that is, with Tracy Morgan (SNL) as host (he's no Shannen Doherty, but anybody's better than that chump Stephen Baldwin)! I know, not everybody's brand of humor. Not that I revel in people's fear or anything, but it really is funny the things that people do/say when they're freaked out. I thought I'd share some of my favorite snippets. It's always nice to see who'd actually survive a zombie attack.

what the hell is it? is it Greg? )

My bets? The marks from Big Snake, Runaway Corpse, Gorilla's Fist, Indian Grave Site, and Vampire Assistant are the only ones that would survive a zombie attack. I doubt Gorilla's Fist would survive with his soul in tact, though. Kudos to Runaway Corpse dude and Chupacabra Attack dude (who would probably die) and Vampire Assistant girl (and to some extent Indian Grave Site guy) for actually trying to protect the people they're with and fighting their monsters!

However... I'm sad that I can't show you my favorite Scare Tactics episode of all time, Demon's List, where a guy thinks his boss wants him to kill innocent people who he thinks are possessed with demons - the boss asks him if he's on the side of Evil and he says with hands in the air, "No. I am Goodness," and yeah, that is some awesome life-saving impromptu, Demon's List guy.
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Yay, David Cook.  I should have had faith in America, but I was too scared after last night to actually watch the end of the finale, so I'm watching it now on YouTube.  Instead I watched Top Chef.  Bad decision, I guess.

Boo, Top Chef for cutting Dale.  Boo. 

But yay, David Cook!  And it wasn't even close.

Etc.

This is concurrent with my belief that if you have good luck you get bad luck immediately after, and vice versa, to balance everything out.  Karma, man.  Like, my colloquium professor nominated me for the Political Science Quarterly prize, and I immediately managed to overwrite that essay with a different essay (it involved the flash drive virus that has been haunting my electronics for the past week, and my stupidity as to naming all my papers "paper.doc"), so I as of now have no copy of the thing on my computer. 
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Prompted by my mother's dismay that I enjoy reality TV.  I'm picky with my contestants, though.  Maybe someday I will actually include explanatory text, but I doubt it.  There's too many.  I think their pictures are pretty self-explanatory.  I divided them into four teams:  team VALIANT (honorable losers), team IDOL (awesome winners), team FREAK (absurdist comedians), and team BAD ASS (obvious). 


[edited to include the current season of Top Chef's Dale, and delete the sentence about not rooting for anybody on Top Chef]
intertribal: (go green.)
You know in disaster movies/episodes how the news anchor always says, "some people are calling it the end of days" or "some have feared this means the end of the world"*?

Would a news anchor really say that to a million already panicked people?  And if so, what the hell would possess them to do so?

* parodied on the Simpsons when they tune in to the news just in time to see Kent Brockman say, "which, if true, means death for us all", before cutting away to something else.
intertribal: (god bless america.)
Apparently Sri Lanka used to be named Ceylon.  This took me aback, because:

Battlestar Galactica:  "In the past, the Colonies have been at war with a cybernetic race known as the Cylons."
intertribal: (s & m @ loch ?)
Stottlemeyer:  She became a member of the world's oldest profession.
Monk:  Stonemason, huh.
Stottlemeyer:  No... a prostitute.

Monk:  Amanda Clark was a sex prostitute.
Mrs. Donovan:  A what?
Monk:  A sex prostitute.
Mrs. Donovan:  As opposed to what?
Stottlemeyer:  Monk, just keep going.

If I were a triangle I would be scalene.  I'm kind of off.  I told my supervisor I watched the X-Files lately and he burst out laughing, though I'm not sure why.  My mother's co-workers think I'm just like her: "she has the same mannerisms as you", "when we say something stupid she makes the same face as you".  I think mother is an INFP.  I wish I knew what my father was.  I'm going to assume IN, but I can't account for the other two factors.  Maybe he was an INTJ too.  I like to think so.  I'm scalene.  But there are others, that's the thing, there are others like me.

There must be other people who think Red Dragon is more achingly romantic than Titanic.  Seriously, Reba and Francis and the Red Dragon's endless pursuit of them.  I ship them, sort of. 

Last night I freaked out that I had fatally poisoned my cat because she ate a crumb of cheesecake-brownie off my plate, and chocolate is poisonous to cats.  Well, apparently there are only "a few molecules" of chocolate in a crumb of brownie, according to my mother, and my cat is fine.  My mother then proceeded to say: "Brownie killed by a brownie.  Now that would be ironic."  Can I give you the lyrics to the "paranoiac's song" (real title: "It's a Jungle Out There", by Randy Newman)? 

it's a jungle out there/ disorder and confusion everywhere
no one seems to care, but I do
hey, who's in charge here?
it's a jungle out there/ poison in the very air we breathe
do you know what's in the water that you drink?
well I do
it's amazing
people think I'm crazy cuz I'm worried all the time
if you paid attention you'd be worried too
you better pay attention or this world we love so much
might just kill you
I could be wrong now, but I don't think so
cuz it's a jungle out there
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Selected results of (hand-delivered, no party!) the People's Choice Awards (winners in bold):

Favorite Song from a Soundtrack
- "Read My Mind" : the Killers : Friday Night Lights
- "Can't Stop the Beat" : Hairspray
- "What I've Done" : Linkin Park : Transformers

Favorite Movie Comedy
- Knocked Up
- The Simpsons Movie
- Wild Hogs

Favorite Female Action Star
- Jessica Alba
- Jodie Foster
- Keira Knightley

Favorite Movie Drama (this one astounding more for the nominees than the winner)
- Disturbia
- Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
- Premonition

Favorite Independent Movie
- Becoming Jane
- A Mighty Heart
- Sicko

Favorite Reality Show:
- American Idol
- Dancing with the Stars
- Extreme Makeover Home Edition

Favorite Male Movie Star (KILL ME)
- Johnny Depp
- Denzel Washington
- Bruce Willis

Favorite Game Show (symbolic of the state of American intelligence?)
- Are You Smarter than a 5th Grader?
- Deal or No Deal
- Jeopardy!

Favorite Female TV Star (this is what happens when you don't nominate HBO shows)
- Sally Field
- Katherine Heigl
- Jennifer Love Hewitt

Favorite Rock Song (WTF!!! where is my Rammstein???)
- "Home" : Daughtry
- "Makes Me Wonder" : Maroon 5
- "Hey There Delilah" : Plain White T's
intertribal: (feh)
I had an acquaintance in high school who had a shirt that said this: "no job.  no money.  no car.  but I'm in a band."  The band was mostly fictional, incidentally.  The only other shirt that I remember from high school was one bastardizing the Tolkien "one ring to rule them all" rhyme, turning it into "one King to rule them all", aka Jesus/God/clearly-I'm-not-Christian, apparently missing the obvious about the one ring being the evil essence of Sauron, not exactly the prince of peace. 

Anyway, the band shirt.  That's how I feel about Toonami.  By which I mean: not a prep.  not a dork*.  not an otaku.  but I watch Toonami.  I know that my taste is looked down upon by all the above "types".  And of course by all parents.  I'm also amused by Mr. T's World of Warcraft and Snickers commercials, I know the Mortal Kombat theme song despite never having played or seen Mortal Kombat, and I like all the Rush Hour movies, even the third one.  I even understand the appeal of pro-wrestling, which my mother thinks is basically anathema to all that is good in the world (I don't watch it because the characters don't appeal to me).  To many of my peers I'm a lowbrow hick and an antisocial freak, and they don't mean it lovingly. 

And to that I give a resounding: "feh". 

There are lots of us out there, Toonami kids.  I promise.  I don't claim that we're especially smart or savvy or interesting.  But I don't claim that we're not, either.  Some of us joke that Toonami saved an entire generation of people my age, because it struck while we were in middle school.  It probably saved some of those same people that make fun of us now.   I'm not saying Toonami was amazing.  I think it deteriorated a lot in the later years, around the time the Midnight Run morphed into Adult Swim and Cartoon Network got grown-up fans, leaving TOM the motivational robot to somehow attract a demographic that was getting pressured to do the "cool grown-up thing" and watch Adult Swim... thus making Toonami's target audience younger and dumber.  I'm just saying it annoys me when other people, especially people my age or younger, look down on me for still being a Toonami kid, while in the next breath they will applaud with great frenzy a show like, say, Naruto, or Death Note.  You know they'll only applaud it for so long, while it's acceptable.  Before it joins the beanie babies and tamagotchis in the box in the garage.  I went through my Adult Swim phase, briefly, and recently.  I know I got into it a lot later than my supposed peer group.  In high school I stuck with the X-Files and Law & Order.  Incidentally, those are still my top choices on any given day.  Yet while I do get chills from Jack's closing speeches and Goren's interrogations, they don't make my heart thud with anticipation.  Listening to their opening themes don't bring tears to my eyes.  And Adult Swim?  It's more for the dorks and the otakus than for me.  I hate all their anime and a lot of the cartoons don't entertain me as much as comedies need to.  I have no idea what preps watch - MTV?  Do they even watch television?  Or do they party all the time? 

We're being ever more marginalized, not even by society but by our fellow "outsiders" - a label, unfortunately, that is self-applied.  So whatever.  I guess I'm going underground.  There are still people, especially the poor and racially disenfranchised, who mourn the death of the old school.  Oh yes, and: real Toonami kids appreciate rap. 

I don't want to convert anybody.  I don't believe in missionary work. 

Just let me watch my Mad Rhetoric videos in peace, and don't lecture me with your thirty dollar haircut. 

If you don't know where that's from, then just don't ask. 

* Something special happened today: I realized that there is a name for the people I complain about a lot (I-be-quirky kids, pseudo-liberals, pseudo-weirdos, self-declared "socially awkward" people who aren't really socially awkward, speech kids, newspaper kids, theater kids, Tim Burton, Donnie Darko): dorks.  I hate them.  Here's a definition of them provided on Urban Dictionary: "After the 1990s, the term dork tended to specifically refer to a person who often shared the characteristics of geeks or nerds but were not ostracized as a result. Also, while old school geeks and nerds tend to continue to accept an "outsider" status and maintain an elite club mentality amongst themselves, dorks generally tend to do the opposite, hence a current preference with the mainstream for dorks over geeks or nerds."  Here's another: "someone who does things that are kinda silly and not neccessarily cool but always cute".  It first occurred to me that all the aforementioned categories might be called one name when some user on LJ complained about someone else complaining about her profile information - something about her loving the O.C., and being a dork.  I had thought that dorks weren't cool, but what self-respecting "subaltern" likes the O.C.?  (guilty pleasures aside, of course, but who would admit it in a public profile?)  So I looked up dorks and it was confirmed.  

"I'm a little curious of you in crowded scenes, and how serene your friends and fiends." - Mezzanine, by Massive Attack, one of my favorite songs in one of my favorite albums by one of my favorite groups. 

Texas A&M male cheerleader:  "Joe Paterno's on his death bed and needs a casket, ha ha!"
Joe Paterno:  "Yeah, whatever."
intertribal: (audrey kawasaki)


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