All these people you see walking around... they look just like, people. Nothing more, nothing less. You imagine that they have stories, but you usually don't think they are really worth hearing.
I met a guy today in a very normal situation - just talking - that was semi-famous back in the '80's. He was the first guy in California to grow pot from delicate cuttings off existing plants. He had an huge 'labratory' as he called it in the Bay Area. Apparently, what he was doing was so cool, that a friend video-taped his production facility/process. Well, that video made it to 60 Minutes and was broadcast across the country in an episode dedicated to something like the "Pot Goes High-Tech' or something.
He told me he got kinda nervous when, in the coverage, a shot panned out his back window with considerable detail making it fairly easy to pinpoint the general area of his home lab.
He got out of the business and used the money to start a new company and is doing rather well. Nice guy... he looks just like all the people you see walking around you neighborhood.
Finally, the figures I was hoping to see in relation to the Disaster in Iraq. I have been saying for months, well, years actually, that besides the obvious sick and wrong political reasons for being in Iraq, that my main issue comes down to money. As in 'Stop spending all my fucking money on shit I can't use.' Like a new government in Iraq or big fucking bombs that make for killer TV.
My money - YOUR MONEY - is being burned up and wasted on a horrific fallacy of a mission that will have dubious impact on our country. This money that is pouring into a desert thousands of miles away could be used for incredible peaceful and productive purposes for our country and others.
Fellowship Baptist Church in Saltillo, Mississippi,
voted out a 12-year-old boy who "asked Jesus to live in his heart" at
the church two weeks ago. Why the ban? Joe is biracial, and church
members didn't want the black side of his family attending with him.
They were "afraid Joe might come with his people and have blacks in
the church," church pastor John Stevens told the Northeast Mississippi
Well, yeah... God forbid the blacks embrace Christ. Where are the 'good' Christians in America when obvious, unforgivable instances like these become public record rather than private conversation? It is instances like these that expose the true hypocrisy in most mainline Christian communities and erode the faith of potential believers in the true words of Jesus.
Now, I ain't no scholarly book-reader type, but I'm fairly certain that Jesus's whole schtick was to love each other without prejudice. AKA - Don't be a fucking jerk. Maybe I read the wrong chapter or something.
I think I must need another pot of coffee, because I cannot whip up an introduction to the 3rd trimester musical abortion that is Kevin Federline. I swore I'd never join the Kevin-Federline-is-not-talented parade. It is too easy. But, damn... he's got to stop doing shit like this.
The Fedster closed this year's Teen Choice Awards - a show created for no other reason to develop the music-buying habits of everyone's new favorite marketing niche, the 'tween - with a rambunctious little ditty called Lose Control. The Awards were nothing more than a well-crafted marketing focus group - much like Lollapalooza but for the young 'uns.
Bottom line, no introduction or segue needed: Kevin's entire was thing was just... boring. There was nothing new in the song, performance, schtick that we haven't seen a thousand times. Was the piano surprise supposed to be, uh, surprising or somehow edgy? And have two black guys mumble 'yeah' here and there and exhorting the crowd to 'make some noise' original in any way? A snappy fresh hat ain't gonna cut it, Kev.
The entire pop-rap genre is so (using the parlance of our times) played out. And K-Fed's work is the best example of an art form sliding quickly into self-mockery and mediocrity and terminal blandness.
It looks like McDonald's has an cool new Happy Meal promotion going on - and it is just like every
other 'Lets-try-and-relate-to-these-cool-kids-we-keep-hearing-about' campaign I've seen. The contrived jauntiness and faux-casual conversational tones all but scream over-the-hill copywriter hamstrung by the dead cold weight of highly-structured focus group studies and hard numbers from the field.
Havin' Fun and Get shoppin' are the most egregious examples. However, the cool stuff menu option and the SHOUT OUT is pretty bad. And the phrase 'Hey Kids, this is Advertising' is a fucking insane parallel universe hack of some sort. Adbusters get in there somehow? (NOTE: I'm going to discuss the sheer fucking brilliance that is the Hummer promotion in the next post.)
Although, I do sympathize. I helped launch an anemic 'cool teen hang-out place' for Nestle called Nesquik Cooler.
I rounded up some cool teen writers that were to deliver cool content on film, fashion, music and video games every other month. The name of the contest was Grab, Gulp and Win and by all reports it was quite the cool success. While the site has changed since I worked on it, it still reeks of
adults trying to hard to relate to the kids. Highlights include: "...win your own Xbox and three kickin' games...', 'hangin' on the couch...' and the entire concept 'Hook your friends up.' By far the best thing on
there is the line 'man, they better give you major props after that.' A-ha, ha, ha... make me laugh every time.
And Nestle is trying soooo hard to glom onto the video game scene. However, they may want to update their Xbox efforts. No self-respecting gamer is gonna be impressed by the 5+ year old incarnation of the Xbox.
The only good thing I got out of that entire experience was a good friend at www.xbox365.com - Coola. He eats alot of bread and is quite the artist.
And Bazooka Joe is getting into the 'hangin' with the cool teens' scene also. Check out his new gang!
“Approximately thirteen per cent of the American population is
African-American,” he went on. “We’d be foolish to ignore it. But we
didn’t want to have some stereotypical urban black kid.” So Topps
created Kevin Griffin, a science geek who travels with an iguana on his