Showing posts with label Quentin Tarentino. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quentin Tarentino. Show all posts

Saturday, April 27, 2024

I Now Pronounce You "Man And Life" (Followed By The Peals Of Girlish Laughter)

I've been thinking about the wife, lately.
And how popular her ideas about life are, compared to mine.
I mean, I get it, how it all "works."
How large groups of misguided people find themselves put in-charge every once in a while.
Until they're not.
 
 

  Ellen DeGeneres Addresses ‘Getting Kicked Out of Show Business’ on Her New Comedy Tour, but, apparently, says nothing about her relationship with her psychic, who - after supposedly predicting she'd get a popular show - hasn't explained how it's brutal and ruthless ending, at the hands of her formally-adoring public, came without any warning. 


Like the whole thing was some kind of cosmic set-up for a fall.
SIDEBAR: 'I escaped an evil cult lead by my dad when I was 19 years old — but I still love him' - and I hear-the-fuck-out of that. He wasn't predicting the future or anything.
DOUBLE SIDEBAR: Tom Cruise may view his daughter Suri as a 'potential trouble source,' showing how the opposite, of this sort of thing, just sorta "happens."
Anyway, yesterday, the left's SFGate noted San Francisco's Union Square is emptier than ever, when, on the conservative side, the media's also been saying It's a Miracle Anything Gets Built in San Francisco. This is long after TMR noted - in 2007 - "blacks have been leaving, like Jews from Nazi Germany, for years". Needless to say, the media's recent powers of observation suck. No matter how many eyes they claim to have. 
Just as people who are older than the Jesus myth have been ignored, or met with abuse and scorn by Christians, an exodus of blacks meant nothing to the future of San Francisco, or the cool kids on the left or right. They think what they think, and have the power to enforce it. Over reality. 
Today they say things like The Trump trial brings out the juvenile in all of us, when it's now obvious "all of us" has exclusively meant the wicked witch's flying monkeys, who find such things "funny."
Blacks don't, and are flocking to Trump - despite everything. It may not last. As Camille Paglia noted - with the exception of Oprah & Co - "It is a striking fact that few,...African-Americans joined cults."
Speaking of blacks, on a side note, a Houston restaurant employee has been accused of putting his genitals in food items, and possessing child pornography, and - as blacks - we couldn't be prouder. Way to go, Champ. All of our hopes and dreams as a people have come true. Wait - a black Maryland High school athletic director is accused of using AI to fake a racist rant in the voice of his school's white principal? I take it all back. I have seen the future. This is TMR's new idol.
Back to currently ignored observations: Warner Bros. Sets Release Date for Documentary About Real-Life The Zone of Interest Family, because, still, no one (else) has admitted that Oct. 7th was The Zone of Interest, but with the Quentin Tarantino-twist of Gaza's concentration camp victims, suddenly leaping over the wall to murder their captors.
Also, articles that say things like My generation doesn’t know why the heck they’re protesting for Palestine ignore the fact that - when confronted with people who do know - nobody cares about what they have to say. The media just enjoys addressing know-nothings for sport.
THANKS TO ALTERNATIVE MEDICINE, HOSPITALS WILL NEVER BE EMPTY: Ex-model nearly died after trying juice diet instead of getting proper treatment for cancer
WHATEVER - JESUS NEEDS TO START A NUDE JAM BAND TO HEAL STAND-UP COMICS: Drew Carey's rant about his rapturous sexual/religious experience seeing Phish at the Sphere


That way, afterwards, I'll never have to think about my wife, or her beliefs, ever again.
 

Thursday, December 28, 2023

Cognitive Diss-O-Nance

 

 Before it's fully out, I already need another version of Jonathan Glazer's new production, The Zone of Interest, but retooled by Quentin Tarantino and called Oct 7. In that movie, the Hösses are still living next door to Auschwitz, "reaching their full potential" from the genocide over the wall, but then the Jews break free and kill everybody - men, women, and even the Höss children; soldiers and civilians alike. That leads to a media frenzy where we see and hear the Nazis howl about what "animals" and "savages" the Jews were, to commit such "barbarities" against those upstanding beacons of civilization, who the world should've been grateful to, for making that "hellhole" just a little brighter. Now that I can relate to, and need to see.

The Crack Emcee says get on it.
Maine’s tallest, skinniest, scummiest, pioneering punk rocker has died 

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Sunday, January 13, 2013

I Have No Idea What Hippies Were Rebelling Against (When They Had Drugs For Great Moments Like This)


Try to imagine her as the "girl of the past" in Stevie Wonder's Too High:

Post-modern overdosing, making the stomach squeal, knowing it has to come out.


Hey, Lawrence Welk started it! Consider it payback - I never got a warning on where that "modern spiritual" was going or coming from - but I do remember the claustrophobia of Lawrence Welk's (and Billy Graham's) era - I was born in 1961 - so it's not that weird for me to see it today as who we are, even though it can be kinda surreal, considering who are are NOW:

                                          Some bad stuff's gotten mixed up with the good.


According to Wikipedia, "despite the emergence of rock and roll, 'Calcutta' reached number 1 on the U.S. pop charts in 1961; it was recorded in only one take. The tune knocked the Shirelles' 'Will You Love Me Tomorrow' out of the #1 position, and it kept the Miracles' 'Shop Around' from becoming the group's first #1 hit, holding their recording at #2."

                    Here comes the groaning, and then the churning, twisting pain from below.


For a number of reasons (One take?) I would've thought they've gotta be high! O.K., maybe not:

Better lay down for a while, fast, before any loss of equilibrium.


Remember screaming, "Mama, there's black people on TV!"? Incredible. 

And no wonder there could ever be a Lawrence/Smoky competition when - if you consider what Welk was selling - The Miracles were practically pushing the same conservative product, just with crazy choreography. 

Too late - running for the toilet - because here it comes!   


Alright, try this riff - and check the Quentin Tarentino impression:

In the first Welk video, at the top, that guy later becomes Stevie Wonder's widowed drug addict, and he's lamenting having married the dead girl he now watches himself singing with in old videos, the bitter result of having naively taken his momma's advice to "shop around".

Pretty good, huh?

Gagging now, tasting it, drinking a little so as not to forget.


Kind of an Amy Winehouse thing, but from the other fruitcake's point of view. Maybe add in a cautionary tale-type message, like if you don't save your money - and you don't die of drugs tomorrow - you won't have enough. Or something.

I don't know. What do you think?



Whatever it is: BAM! That could be a TV show! (I kid.)

Alright, splash the face with water. Wash the mouth. Comb the hair.


Silly mortals. We Americans have come a long way, and - because we're essentially the world's guinea pigs for crawling into the unknown - I've come to the conclusion that we're going to always be waaay ahead of the pack. I know it's dangerous but I've been thinking, and - while being born still isn't the big event that sends chills of joy down my spine - I have to admit, despite my complaints, I'm not bothered by the times I've been living through.

I mean, I got here after garters and before AIDS - lucky,...:

Adjust the tie - wipe the brow again - try to look presentable.


In considering our times, I also have reached the conclusion that we - the Americans - haven't been around long enough to be labeled "evil" yet. Compared to others, we were never a bad people, just a little crazy and impulsive, and to suggest otherwise is a lie. Whoever it is or was saying it, it's a lie:

Walk out, elegantly glide to a back room, and let the head hit the pillow with a "thud".


I, for one, will never be ashamed of who we've been.

It'll be fine later, but for now, just sleep whatever it is off,...
 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

But Let's Not Forget (How Much Women Love Shopping)



Are we going down? I think we're going down.


I also think I'd know it if we weren't. (I've been down this road before.) Scary stuff.


I'm told it's better if you "believe in something," so - if you do or can - go ahead. I won't mind. 

Everybody's got to survive, right?


Sure. Now let's keep moving.


We'll start to see slippage, as the ground below us continues to shift it's angle, and then there's a kind of cascade effect that'll get things going downhill at a pretty good clip, I betcha.

So be sure and Watch. Your. Step. 


Trying to maintain a firm grasp of reality, when others have never touched it before, will be tricky.



It never seems this far away when they start, and there's still a long way to go, so - if they want to get back - now's the time and place to jump ship.


What they can't do is give up.

   
 Or so I am told,...