Funny. How can 46 years worth of observational study possibly be wrong?
No strippers, no jail, got it. Yes, of course this is ridiculous, but perhaps there is some logical reasoning behind Dana McLendon’s lost-in-mistranslational philosophy? Doubtful.
In an interview, McLendon tried to save face by stating it was all just a joke:
A joke at the expense of those poor strippers and redheads who occupy the danger zone. For shame. Although, I’m sure there are a few dumb-dumbs in the world who appreciate this lighthearted attempt at explaining women. Love is a battlefield and all that jazz.
I usually park my car down a residential street near the inner city and catch a bus the rest of the way to university. This morning was no different, except, I saw a Britomart 204 bus coming, but instead of getting on it, I chose not to, deciding instead to wait for the 277 which would arrive a few minutes later. I’ve only ever caught the 277, but as far as I know, the bus routes are probably exactly the same. The thing is, this silly action cost me 5 minutes. I didn’t regret my decision, but I did feel like it was extremely out of character of me to do that.
Shortly after the 204 left, Issie, a girl from one of the papers I took last year turned up. We had never spoken before, and she seemed really cool. We learned we were taking the same paper and sat on the bus together. I don’t want to write a detailed description about what we talked about (even though we shared similar thoughts and conversation came easy; I can’t shake the thought of how she subtly mentioned she had a boyfriend several times despite the fact that we had just met,) but I do have this uncanny urge to relate this moment to an earlier one, where I said and firmly believed that it was better never to show up than show uplate. That was wrong. I think I may be developing some profound theory in the back of my mind about time. Or perhaps I’ve just learnt a lesson about beliefs, contradictions and exceptions. I may have been trying to justify my own inadequacies. In either case; we were both late for tutorial, but just this once, I was OK with that.
Never late is probably better but better late than never is fine too. I am inclined to believe, our movements through time are all we have control over, but we move not for ourselves.
No matter how busy you are, you must take time
to make the other person feel important. ~ Mary Kay Ash
Trying your best seems to be a recurring theme in many of my [F] posts, so there must be something important behind that. Something about not giving up. Something about me, or should I say us, as not to sound too egotistical. And as for Issie’s spontaneous relationship status update:
Lolz ^ Not really but sort of yes really XD I joke, we cool.
Four years after his passing, Satoshi Kon — truly one of the great visionaries of modern film and animation — remains the master of his craft; a dreamweaver of space and time and a magnificent storyteller by all standards. His films are special. Watching one for the first time is like receiving a gift. It feels, lonelier now.
Film critic Tony Zhou looks at the editing style of the late Satoshi Kon (Paprika, Millennium Actress). His obsession with our multiple realities — social circles, memories, dreams, the Internet — led to his disorienting cuts and transitions. Great tribute, Zhou:
Does beauty hurt? Or does the hurt come from our interpretation or associated thoughts we’ve consciously attributed to the things we consider beautiful? I think ‘true beauty’ is meant to make you feel, sadness. This is how we know it is real. If sadness is the one emotion we all avoid, then it makes sense that this feeling would be triggered in accordance with its polar opposite emotion. Like the feeling of empathy for someone else in pain or our own pain when something is not functioning properly within us. How we distinguish the truth in things must be instinctive. Is there a neurologist in the house?
My mother recently told me how sunsets reminded her of home; home she has not returned to in over 20 years. I think other things we find beautiful are reminders of things that are unique and not within reach, but alive in our hearts, kept safe in our memories. One emotion cannot manifest without another, letting us know the difference. If beauty is a stimulus of unspoken or unattained desires in limbo, then ’emotional duality’ isn’t something we should ignore or pacify with painkillers or adages. If sadness is the price we feel for experiencing true beauty, then the time we sacrifice in our everyday lives to attain a measure of it, is worth the rest of our lives. Love hurts.
I love this idea. Unlike found object art (often a discarded object or product with a non-art function, presented in a juxtaposed environment in the hopes of inducing some sort of provocative or aesthetically pleasing response in others) I don’t see this as relocated litter. I consider these creative and beautifying the urban landscape we have all, to an extent, become desensitized to experiencing — in other words; I think these miniature sculptures of the dead breathe life into an otherwise bleak environment, and are just plain neat:
Isaac Cordal places different miniature statues into his local landscape of Chiapas, Mexico to create an entirely new sense of place once the objects inhabit their chosen situation. Stories develop organically from the objects and, especially with these skeletal versions, take on a metaphorical prowess to the pleasing street art. The meaning behind each tiny sculpture is intentionally ambiguous, it’s impossible to look at each piece without imagining a story.
The pieces often appear in scenes of mourning or despair, as part of what Cordal says is commentary on humankind’s disregard for nature and as foreshadowing of potential consequences. The sculptures can be found in gutters, on top of buildings, on top of bus shelters; in many unusual and unlikely places. See more @ http://cementeclipses.com/
Stimulating growth, making dreams and birthing heroes; Neil deGrasse Tyson lets us know NASA’s importance and the misguiding of society’s priority, why and how it is — in limbo:
The reason the American government cut funding to NASA was apparently because they were going to divert funds into environmental research in the hopes of making our world stable before we reach out to new ones. Good idea. To bad that never happened. Great words Mr Tyson, advancing the space frontier and igniting scientific curiosity in the general public is the way forward. Preach!
Disclaimer: Another rant. Feel free to read but know this is how I unload the clutter of thoughts in my head, so don’t expect too much sympathy on my part to make sense.
Missed my first Philosophy of Law tutorial this morning no thanks to traffic. I used the word missed but what I really did was alter my initial plan to attend. I mean, I could have walked in 27 minutes late, but instead I chose to cut my losses and make up for it in neglected readings. Plus, I have a real problem with people/the involuntary silent judgments of others/attention, and I’ve noticed/experienced that the old adage, “better late than never,” is actually a crock of shit. People expect excuses worthy of their own expectations when you’re late, but if you just don’t show up, it’s a given that those same expectations will dissipate over time, revealing them for what they always were — invalid judgments made in a moment of unreason. Never up for debate, either you or they are wrong; and personally I don’t believe or certainly pertain my thoughts to the viewpoint that things in life are simply that black or white and either A or B. So I avoid. Perhaps a C option presents itself the most worthy of actions. And what about all those incremental fragments of moments and thoughts a person has to deal with that gets them from and to either A or B. Our small, personal moments are what make and drive us but are overlooked and under valued in the eyes of others. Why do we allow actions to speak for us (A, B, C) and not the reasons (D) behind our actions? Are people by nature irrational creatures? It’s like the world we’ve created for ourselves is an illusion so we don’t betray modesty and reveal our true individualistic disposition. We are all indifferent towards and critical of Difference in some way or another, but why do so few fight it? Designated empiricism. Not always correct.
The carnal truth is, better never than late. Trust me. People like myself have to adopt a persona merely to fit in, or become phantoms among you, in a world where socialization is the veil of narcissism. …Or maybe I just really don’t like attention that much more than the average introvert, so much more that I don’t even know how to explain myself proper. I think I might Google search me a quote to explain myself for me. In any case, there is a reason why I prefer my own company. I don’t have to interact on anyone’s level, and I am tired of being misinterpreted.
A friend made me aware of a paper I probably would have loved to do myself — comics & film. After my last tutorial for the day, I had time to sit in during the second half of her lecture. Worked well enough on paper. Making my way from engineering and then looking for the room was another matter, and I ended up in the same situation as this morning — late. I wasn’t going to start looking for my friend while the lecturer was lecturing only to squeeze past other students just to sit by her, that’s rude. It wasn’t related to any of my other papers, plus the attention thing. So, again, I altered my planned exertion of effort for something of similar value to me, ending up familiarizing myself with the area instead.
Discovered a secret window in this disused projection room at the back of the theatre.
I watched two interesting short films and read my comics in-between. It was strangely cathartic, like my own private area, right where I wanted to be yet not quite exposed. Totally my new favourite refuge on campus. I wonder how hard it is to jimmy the lock?
Low. Deep Gravity. Armor Hunters: Harbinger. The Wicked + The Divine. Black Science. The Wake.
The first short is an anti-comicbook propaganda film from the 50’s that aired October 9, 1955. Sections of this appear in the documentary “Comic Book Confidential” which I don’t own but remember borrowing from Chris “Guerrilla Monkey” Tan a while ago. Seeing comics demonized will always be funny:
The second is this neat, live-action adaptation of the comic book character, Superman in “Adventures of Superman,” an American television series (1952–1958) based on comic book characters and concepts created in 1938 by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster:
As for me, well, until someone invents vanishing cream, I will walk the earth a nomad enduring the frustrations of others to no avail in the hopes that someday, somewhere, sometime, someone special will see through me. Dark in the boy. [cue theme song]
For lolz. ‘Turn down’ the music, and the video for “Turn Down for What” becomes… High art? Someone’s nightmare? A PSA of the importance of locking the doors at night?
Jiggle porn. Without the simple bass and catchphrase, this club banger is nothing more than, flopping. Lots and lots of flopping.
How unfortunate. The NZ Herald mistakenly used a picture of the late Ryan Dunn of Jackass fame on its front cover today. The image was sourced from 21 year-old, Sergeant Guy Boyland’s Facebook page, who was a fan of the show. Unfortunately no one at the Herald bothered to actually look at the photo, which is ironic considering they’re in the print business and they didn’t even review their own work! However, it is also worth mentioning that it’s because of this misprint blunder that I am aware of Boyland’s story.
In the statement, Editor Shayne Currie says: “The New Zealand Herald apologises unreservedly to the family and friends of Guy Boyland following the incorrect use of two images in today’s paper and on the New Zealand Herald website”.
“The family members have been remarkably forgiving, particularly in the circumstances. I have apologised for adding to their grief and I will keep them fully updated on how this happened as obviously it is unacceptable,” Mr Currie says. He said they are looking into what checks were made regarding the two images to ensure the error is not repeated in the future. …Ensure huh? how about, not using/relying on Facebook? Just a thought.
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