Monday, June 30, 2008

Bend over, sir

I'm sick of it. Why the hell do we continue to technologically progress at such an unparalleled clip, but intellectually regress even quicker? The more mindless entertainment which is consumed on the big screen, via the ubiquitous iPod, on Facebook, YouTube, Perez Hilton et al leaves us more cretinous than a good George Romero flick.

The more we invest our godforsaken time into these events we consume ourselves to incapable ends of intellectual stability. All the while the world falls to fuckin' shite. We stand idly by as Zimbabwe is easily consumed by a megalomaniacal autocrat. Gas prices are at the highest ever. F'n ever, but no one is caring. Why? We are too senseless and obedient to do otherwise. We live in a vacuum which undermines any thought at subversion anyone flirts with. Food along with every other product/service has sky-rocketed in price, yet we keep sitting on our numb hands. What the hell is a communal, active voice? Where the hell are we? Not on cloud nine, that's for sure. Well, maybe so, iPods seem to deliver us there from occasion to occasion. 

Jay-sus.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Next Step?

Here's the rub. As the hippies have finally won the green card. Actually, more accurately, as the corporations decided to push the green machine: Green has become a (profitable) reality. It's insurmountably interesting that for something that the hippies fought so hard for only came to fruition when companies were able to profit off of it.

The masses were becoming environmentally-conscious in the last decade. Because the corporations saw no real way of impeding it, they went with the devilishly true adage: If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. For this, it meant joining them by profiting off them, which in turn, means "beating 'em." 

Here's the big rub, however. As we continue to do this whole green thing, something pops into my head, which I don't think others are mulling over. Jobs. A lot of Canada's blue-colour job sector is dependent on the oil and auto industries. Ontario being an apt example for what's happening to the auto industry and its gas guzzlers with ubiquitous job cuts. So, as the government is slowly coming around to accepting this inevitable change in energy consumption -- will there be enough jobs in the wind and solar industry? Definitely not as much as the oil industry.

Another thought. Since everything seems to be reaching the sky in cost (including fast food unfortunately for me and my addictions) food in general is at an all time high, just as is oil. The problem is that as we continue to pour money, research and resources into ethanol, won't it cost more, because the cost of corn now costs more?

The heavy waters of uncertainty are high. The next barriers are going to be interesting to tread through.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Cocaine Noses

Cocaine noses butterfly kiss--
San Fran runs afoul
with televisions screaming Baywatch,
loud.

Magazines askew among copper pennies
sprinkled with angelic soot.
Credit card usage, plastic bag package
hollow convo's -- happy howls.

Its a black night with snow--
plenty of fallen and 15-minute expiration date
snow

settling on cocaine noses.

Friday, June 6, 2008

What was I thinking about again...?

Diatribe #1: Sometimes (scratch that) The best way to listen to music -- like really listen to music as in hearing every decibel and right-ear-dependent sound there is -- is to simply toss on a pair of ear muffs a.k.a. headphones over your exterior head flaps. We're (scratch that) I'm not talking about iPod earbuds or any-silly-white-shit like that. It's just better. Haven't met anyone yet that will refute this. But I'm sure some ignoramus will come along with some asinine notion that "da club" is the best place to listen to music. Right in between all the fake people comes the fake, thump-thump quasi-music, which tools like him/her think constitutes listening to a) music and b) I don't know, but it's not fuckin' music.

Diatribe #2: It really sucks to be duped. Like really, Oprah got pretty pissed when Mr. James Frey set that elegant ruse. But, when it comes down to a whole nation, and subsequently the world, which is duped -- ouch. Well, that's a new kind of hoodwink. And, what exactly am I talking about? This: 
"A long-delayed Senate committee report endorsed by Democrats and some Republicans concluded that President Bush and his aides built the public case for war against Iraq by exaggerating available intelligence and by ignoring disagreements among spy agencies about Iraq’s weapons programs and Saddam Hussein’s links to Al Qaeda." -- The New York Times
Like really, how has this man not been impeached yet? The thing is that we all (well, most of us) know about this travesty already -- there just hasn't been enough public outcry about it. Are we all really that apathetic? Nevermind that, where the fuck are the protests that were so pervasive in the 70s that you couldn't swing a cat without hitting a protester. Now, we just watch Paris Hilton, and subsequently Perez Hilton fuck up whatever culture we had before. Lots of fucking going around, that's for sure.

Diatribe #3: I was at a concert tonight. I saw Matt Good play in (one-way street heaven/hell) Hamilton. Semi-great show, but that's not the point. The point that I'm scratching like a cat at a door in a blizzard is: Conformity. Really, it's never more obvious then at a concert. All you need to do is stop watching R. Kelly bust a move in a closet to see that we all follow suit. When one person, then another, and another arise out of their seats, well, it just becomes a faux-tidal wave of followers. If you don't clap after a performance in which everyone else is smacking their limbs together, you look like a schmuck. When you're making out and publicly pseudo-fucking on the dancefloor, you're just everyone's bane and people won't join in unless, of course, it's a swinger-cum-concert-outfit. Something that I'm musing about as I type this sentence for some reason. Like I said, Lots of fucking going around.