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The '80s were fucking bogus

There's a movie on TV right now called "Solarbabies" which basically involves six teens/twentysomethings that go everywhere with roller skates and hockey and/or lacross sticks (and wage war with them,) and a magical sentient flying glowing sphere that has befriended them. They are waging battle against some dudes that drive armored cars and motorcycles who dress like Space Nazis and are torturing people with a holographic nightmare machine because they're looking for the Spear of Longinus.

This all takes place in an apparent post-apocalyptic wasteland.

They were smoking some STRONG SHIT in the '80s.
 Now the point of FM radio is for music; all the talk shows are on AM. And in the morning, you want to hear some good music to wake you up. And yet, if you twirl your frequency dial on the FM channels, you are guaranteed to hear a dozen snippets of stupid cunts laughing.

Stupid. Cunts. Laughing.

They all have "stupid bitch and F-list local celebrity" and taglines like 'STUPID BITCH AND F-LIST LOCAL CELEBRITY IN THE MORNING!" They play two songs in an hour, and then banter back and forth about absofuckinglutely nothing like the vapid shitsuckers they are, and then, finally, they laugh at their own diseased humor.

All. Fucking. Morning.

Dear Radio Stations: you only get away with this horseshit because people trapped in their cars on the way to work at 7AM are the last captive audience in the world. Someday there will be a reckoning with those bloodshot AM hordes. Until then, kindly disappear up your own assholes.



It added:"In the end it is just reduced to an anti imperialistic, anti militaristic parable which doesn't have the same cutting bite as other more committed films on the same theme."


This is an extremely concise summary of why Avatar failed to impress- it was such a shameless mish-mash of already used concepts that the value would have to have been entirely in the execution, and there it failed miserably.

Already used? Let us count the fucking ways:Collapse )


Your Life Path Number is 7

Your purpose in life is to find truth and meaning.

You are very spiritual, and you are interested in the mysteries of life.
You are quite analytical and a great thinker. You have many theories and insights.
A life of solitude is perfect for you. You need time to think and do things your way.

In love, you are quite charming. You attract many with your confidence and wit.

While you enjoy being alone, sometimes you take it to an extreme.
You can become too isolated, shutting out loved ones and friends.
Express yourself a little bit more, and you'll be surprised where it takes you!

"In love, you are quite charming. You attract many with your confidence..."




Redux, Sci-Fi

Novak gave one last tug, finally heaving the heavy generator onto the last landing. He shouldered the door open, and the muted rumblings in the stairwell exploded into full-bodied violence as he rolled the generator out onto the roof.

Laser light and explosions had kindled the night sky ablaze, mirroring the inferno raging in the city below. The flames leapt so high in places that it seemed the dark clouds themselves were alight. The bloody aura washed over everything, backlighting the silhouettes of armored figures crouching behind the parapet of the Temple’s roof. Novak, hunching, rolled the generator closer to the edge of the Temple of One Thought’s roof, gesturing at one of the dark figures closest to him. “It’s here!” he exclaimed. “I’ve got it!” Read the whole thing!Collapse )


Stupid Media Is Stupid

So, I listened to the morning news today, and it was truly odd how they reported the British car bomb.

"Police have cordoned off the area around a suspected explosive device..." and then later, "police have defused a potential bomb.

Okay, what the hell. How is it a "suspected" explosive device? Now, if you're looking at a suitcase and saying "that might have a bomb in it," that's one thing. But if you are actually looking at the device itself...... and then especially if you defuse the fucking thing... it's either a bomb, or it ISN'T! I mean, it's not like "well, this is either a bomb, or a ham sandwich." Because how can you DE-BLOODY-FUSE a ham sandwich, right? It's either a bomb or it isn't, and if you can defuse it, it is most certainly a fucking bomb.

Jesus, people.

Vending Machines and Aircraft Carriers

Why is it that America, a nation that can build five massive nuclear powered aircraft carriers, with the most advanced technology on earth, can't build a vending machine that will accept a slightly crumpled dollar bill?

I mean, somewhere on that very aircraft carrier, there's some sailor futilely trying to put a bill into a vending machine. The irony is incredible.

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Well, this is a post. Huzzah. "Hello World" and all that.

I made this account just to comment on other peoples pages; but who knows. Perhaps I'll use it.