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the decade
There has been a lot of press out there about the end of the 00′s. I’m not too sure how to pronounce that, but that is what they’re calling it. Whoever they are. It is the first decade of the new millennium and I can say that it is the first decade that my conscious adult self can remember all of. We were all there for the 1990s, but I missed out on a lot of it, because well- I was a child. However, in this decade a lot has happened, which means there is a lot to say.
The other day I found this gem of a list. Well, its a whole bunch of lists. If you know me you know that I love ranking favorites, the best, the worst, and well I love any sort of list basically. This WHOLE SERIES of lists (!!!) comes from Time Magazine. Including the best magazine covers, the best tee shirt slogans, the best movies of the decade (note the top three are animated- what does that say?/that’s pretty fricken awesome.) There is a whole bunch to chose from. There is nothing more fun than talking about hits and misses and cultural phenomenons- who doesn’t love the I Love the…. series on Vh1??
Then there is also this that i stumbled upon. It is incredibly morbid, yet fascinating. And just because it is depressing does not mean that we can ignore it. Also released from Time Magazine, it is their latest cover story. The Decade From Hell. It even has a photo essay of the top ten worst moments of the decade. Now I was debating whether or not I wanted to share this with all of you…but I decided it cannot be overlooked. Plus there is some beautiful photographs in there.
And since I want to end on a not so distressing and bleak moment, this is a story from the NYTimes last month, a debate of what we should call this decade that is coming to a close. The Decade from Hell seems like a little too much. I was thinking more of “The Age of Anxiety.” What do you think?
HOLY COW. As I edit this, I just stumbled upon this coming Sunday’s New York Times Magazine cover story. Its all about this year’s ideas and innovations. I love it. Enjoy.
what are you thankful for?
“…nearly 53 billion land animals are slaughtered every year for human consumption.”
This is not me trying to make anyone feel guilty for enjoying their Thanksgiving. And this is not me trying to encourage you to do something that you don’t want to do. This is me bringing up a subject that I find interesting and is becoming news more and more each day. Also, I love the op-ed page.
the fantastic
Never before have I been so intrigued by a movie that I know I have a hard time bringing myself to see. Not once in my life have I enjoyed being scared. Halloween is my second least favorite holiday (New Year’s Eve ranks as no. 1) and my childhood was no fun and games in the month of October. But now I might just have to get over that fear.
After having just seen the Boondock Saints for the first time (which I’m still not sure if I like…) and coming to realize what a tremendous person Willem Dafoe is, I started to follow him much more closely. In addition to voicing a character in The Fantastic Mr. Fox (a MUST!) and appearing on Broadway plays as the “Idiot Savant,” he is “HE” in Antichrist.
Antichrist is a film by Lars von Trier, a prominent and pretentious French filmmaker. I call him this because of the simple subject matter of his latest splash. Antichrist is a story about a couple, Willem Dafoe and Charlotte Gainsbourg, whose child falls out of a window to his death at their sexual climax. von Trier explores the idea that while we know passion as a natural, enjoyable aspect of human emotion it can also be a moment of destruction and pain. The characters, “HE” and “SHE”, engage in violent sexual acts on one another and themselves, have psychological breakdowns and panics, and explore the endless opportunities of all things scary seclusion in the woods.
I cannot stop reading about this film because I am fascinated by it. After reading about the disgusting and disturbing images that go on in the picture, I am unsure of whether or not I can see it. Watch the trailer. And here are three very different reviews that explore the film and what it has to say to our society.
I’ve been meaning to post this for almost two full weeks and I am looking forward to more people being exposed to this film because it is so outrageous (and not really mainstream.) And then, maybe I am ready to see a matinee. In daylight. With a friend. And spend the rest of my time avoiding wooded areas.
what’s another word for “douchebaggery”?
even thouh i just saw this movie for the first time not too long ago, im still not sure what to think about it....
Once again comes a post for the prime target audience. Brought to us from Spike (TV? the TV channel? not sure?) it is the top ten movies that douche bags love. I came across this early this afternoon and laughed right out loud. It was almost a bad moment because I was surfing the web while two people behind me were having an actual conversation. [And if you know me, you know that I am one to burst out in my own fits of laughter into a computer screen.] —-
——Some of the movies on this list I love, and some are for serious great movies, while others are just for fun- I am just the messenger so don’t think I am the one pigeonholing these movies: I am simply pigeonholing these douche bags. I’d like to think that I know no one like this but I’m sure we all know someone of the brand. I can agree with a lot of these decisions and can judge based on the fact that I’ve seen six of these movies and large parts of one (decide for yourself! — always fun.) But mostly, and always, I want to spark some fun. See what you think.
Credit Where Credit Is Due
Sometimes stuff that sucks can do something cool once in a while. Like when that loser from fifth grade has everyone from the grade over for a huge pool party. His parents hope he’ll make friends that way, but you’re just there for the diving board and Ruffles chips. Bud Light Sucks, I maintain that.
I walk into Wegmans last night and get the usual barrage of Bud Light advertisements. BL Lime, there’s even a new BL Golden Wheat, whatever the hell that is. But this one ad caught my eye…
and the love below
This “tailgate-approved” 24-pack has speakers and an MP3 connection. Ideal for pre-gaming in a parking lot, grilling burgers outside stadiums, or being a bro.
bom bom beedo
I guess this is pretty cool. Still doesn’t compare to the Natty Caddy though.
get our your nattlas
I was warming up to the idea of testing out this speakerbox. Then I got home and, while watching Dateline NBC’s “To Catch a Predator” per my Sunday night routine, noticed that some pervert brought 12 condoms, flowers, a corset, and you guessed it, a 12 of Bud Light to some potential rape victims house. Perverts: 0, Bud Light: -1, Natty: 1up.
stuff white kids like
Approved by Mr. Gary Omar Damany Walker the Jamaican representative for Ithaca,NY- living in peace with black and white conformity- with the help of me, he has assembled a list of
WHITE KID MUSIC
now- as some of these are my favorite and all-time favorite artists, these are not my choices of ranking. they just are. i am at peace with this and can deal with it. for i am only here to create conversation, let’s hear what you have to say.
1. Simon & Garfunkle
2. Billy Joel
3. the Grateful Dead
4. Talking Heads Neil Young
5. KISS
6. Bob Dylan
7. Wilco
8. Dr. Dog Nirvana/the Foo Fighters
9. Johnny Cash
10. Lynard Skynard
honorable mentions include: 1) Talking Heads 2) the Doors 3) Dr. Dog 4) Hootie and the Blowfish 5) Hall & Oates
i was raised in suburbia, usa in south jersey (and even though i am not proud of it- i deal on a daily basis.) able to recognize how to and am already am successful in escaping the small town life- and although i do not agree with these choices- i understand why they are here. thank you omar for you are a great friend because there are no boundaries with you.
you are WHAT YOU EAT
After discovering the theme of this Sunday New York Times Magazine, I’ve become a woman obsessed and possessed. One of the most thought provoking interactive features, GREAT articles that I will spend all day reading, and insights as to how I can be a better human based on what I eat. Please, indulge- it will make you feel better and stronger. My new favorite thing I can take away from this: “If you aren’t hungry enough to eat an apple, you aren’t hungry enough to eat.”
it’s not what you’re like-it’s what you like.
I’ve never seen the art world in such a flutter- although maybe it’s because I’ve never paid much attention to the art world. The White House Press Office released the list of 45 pieces of art that Michelle and Barack borrowed from several Washington museums. This idea is enough to motivate anyone to be in a place of authority where you can ask a museum to borrow fine art (from names I’ve never heard of (but already love) to Degas) to put up on the walls of my private residency. People are reporting and writing about this more and more (look, here I go again)- everyone seems to be so judgmental towards every little thing this man does. (I wonder why.) If Obama stubbed his toe, we’d know about it. If he left the country to go lobby for the Olympics, we’d know about it. We would know about any gardening, poor or strong choices he is making in the White house, what sports he plays- and of course- its all we can talk about when he is awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.
I didn’t mean for this to go in this direction- but there is no way I cannot address this. Barack Obama in no way deserved the Nobel Peace Prize for things he has not yet accomplished. After being in office for only nine months, we can say that anything is better than Bush, but we can also get a false sense of hope. What is this hope? Hope of continuing two wars that are destroying our world? Hope to take away universal health care? Hope enough for us to pick and pry at every move this man, and his family, makes? He lobbies for the Olympics and the op-eds have a field day of material. Now, the art the family chose is being scrutinized and closely reported. Take a look for yourself: it’s quite beautiful and has something to say. I like to think that it’s not what you’re like- it’s what you like. And more importantly, the media you surround yourself with speaks volumes.
"Nice," 1954, by Nicolas De Stael
But even more so- it’s what you have to say that says more about you. As a society we say a lot, nonstop. I wish we could rethink that. Because constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.