The Public Health Option will increase the rate of divorce.
Shoes are best worn on your feet.
Los Angeles is a town of tyrannical happiness. New York is a town of violent greed.
True screwball comedy needs to make a comeback. With today’s sensibility. I do not mean fart jokes.
Everyone projects in their own special way. If you find yourself about to pass judgment for what someone is doing, you are only talking about yourself.
Very successful people all have similar catered parties. Miserable failures decorate their lives uniquely.
Mold is the next plague.
All opinions are self serving.
Bananas are Allah’s way of reminding you every morning that you are not quite enough.
Paris is expensive and full of Americans.
Ned Beatty is a wonderful actor.
Almost every story wraps up in a way that is untruthful.
Germans are violent romantics.
Long walks in the woods are necessary for all mankind.
Siblings are the victims of Darwinian competition, to each other.
Do not eat chocolate before going to bed.
Right Wingies are right: maximized liberty will maximally destroy the planet, which is what we are here to do if the Second Law of Thermodynamics is, indeed, true.
The shorter you are, the harder your life.
Ego kills, but first, it makes you survive.
If you have a baby hand, shake with the other one.
Remember: Christ died for your sins, but all the other guys on all the other crosses were criminals.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Illegals and More
There is much talk about illegal immigrants and the horror (imagine the horror!) of giving them health coverage.
Well, if an unwanted guest came to visit you and he was stung by a bee on your porch, would you not give him some mud, maybe a couple of pain killers and a shot of Benadryl or Epinephrine, if necessary?
If one does not want unwanted guests on his porch, wouldn’t it be best to make sure that no one could get on it?
I am all for math and I understand the accretion of human beings taking over the land, uninvited, is a problem. But Righties hate taxes and then they hate that there is no money in the government to patrol the border.
If people are here illegally and they are sick, maybe they can be sent back to their mother country? Even if the trip kills them? Is that the answer? Really?
* * *
I was at the gym today, running, here in Queens, land of the diverse and the new. I was surrounded by mostly Colombians and Peruvians, not very tall, and almost all, overweight and in my opinion, unsightly. After having spent years running with young wannabe-movie-stars in Hollywood who are thin, trim, keeping me firmly in their blind spots, my current experience of sweatin’-with-the-chubbies from another continent is, at worst, repellant and at best, kind of sweet.
I often feel, in Queens, that I am living in the coda of a Twilight Zone episode where I am a racist and some big shenanigans has gone down, tailored perfectly for me, and now, I have to live among the “others.” This is good for me in many ways. Though I do miss the trim ass of whitey in Hwood.
If any of these people were to get sick, and from the looks of things they certainly will---and assuming at least some of them are illegal, I say, “Haul ‘em over to the doctor’s office and give them what they need!”
Well, if an unwanted guest came to visit you and he was stung by a bee on your porch, would you not give him some mud, maybe a couple of pain killers and a shot of Benadryl or Epinephrine, if necessary?
If one does not want unwanted guests on his porch, wouldn’t it be best to make sure that no one could get on it?
I am all for math and I understand the accretion of human beings taking over the land, uninvited, is a problem. But Righties hate taxes and then they hate that there is no money in the government to patrol the border.
If people are here illegally and they are sick, maybe they can be sent back to their mother country? Even if the trip kills them? Is that the answer? Really?
* * *
I was at the gym today, running, here in Queens, land of the diverse and the new. I was surrounded by mostly Colombians and Peruvians, not very tall, and almost all, overweight and in my opinion, unsightly. After having spent years running with young wannabe-movie-stars in Hollywood who are thin, trim, keeping me firmly in their blind spots, my current experience of sweatin’-with-the-chubbies from another continent is, at worst, repellant and at best, kind of sweet.
I often feel, in Queens, that I am living in the coda of a Twilight Zone episode where I am a racist and some big shenanigans has gone down, tailored perfectly for me, and now, I have to live among the “others.” This is good for me in many ways. Though I do miss the trim ass of whitey in Hwood.
If any of these people were to get sick, and from the looks of things they certainly will---and assuming at least some of them are illegal, I say, “Haul ‘em over to the doctor’s office and give them what they need!”
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Wishful Drinking
I have always wanted to see Carrie Fisher’s one woman show, Wishful Drinking, and tonight, I sat down at Studio 54 and watched it.
Carrie Fisher is funny and smart and likeable.
She did not need to do this thing in two acts. One long one would have been plenty.
The best part of the whole play was when a board came down showing head shots of her family tree and all the linked divorces and children. Her father left her mother for Elizabeth Taylor who left him, quickly, while on the set of Cleopatra.
Look—Carrie Fisher has the gift of very down-home humor.
One of the most fun nights I’ve ever had was listening to her commentary on the DVD of Postcards from the Edge. She sounded tanked. Usually, the DVD comments are puffed up with ego and self-importance. Her comments were so self deprecating and witty. It was this DVD commentary that made me a fan of hers. I think I have listened to no more than two of these things in my life. Glad Carrie Fisher was one of them.
I don’t know if you need to break a sweat running to Studio 54 to see this show. But, if you are in town and you want to sit and smile and have a good time, jump in! You can get tickets for half price, easily.
Carrie Fisher makes you feel like she is your friend, really talking to you. That’s a performing gift. Her perspective as a former movie icon come poster child for bi-polar disorder is quite unique. And she thinks it is funny.
And so do others. A good time. Certainly.
Carrie Fisher is funny and smart and likeable.
She did not need to do this thing in two acts. One long one would have been plenty.
The best part of the whole play was when a board came down showing head shots of her family tree and all the linked divorces and children. Her father left her mother for Elizabeth Taylor who left him, quickly, while on the set of Cleopatra.
Look—Carrie Fisher has the gift of very down-home humor.
One of the most fun nights I’ve ever had was listening to her commentary on the DVD of Postcards from the Edge. She sounded tanked. Usually, the DVD comments are puffed up with ego and self-importance. Her comments were so self deprecating and witty. It was this DVD commentary that made me a fan of hers. I think I have listened to no more than two of these things in my life. Glad Carrie Fisher was one of them.
I don’t know if you need to break a sweat running to Studio 54 to see this show. But, if you are in town and you want to sit and smile and have a good time, jump in! You can get tickets for half price, easily.
Carrie Fisher makes you feel like she is your friend, really talking to you. That’s a performing gift. Her perspective as a former movie icon come poster child for bi-polar disorder is quite unique. And she thinks it is funny.
And so do others. A good time. Certainly.
Monday, November 02, 2009
People...Lots of 'em
All this abstraction and blame!
People are very judgmental about (yet very involved with) twitter, facebook, you name the mess.
But how dare they? It’s just the natural evolution of society.
Simply, people are isolated by overpopulation and they want to be with other people. But there is no town square. There is no town.
It is just a swamp of mankind…hurling around in their mini coopers and their mini vans.
So let’s give eggs a break. Let people tweet and post.
The only thing that concerns me is---all this time sitting in front of a computer screen—how can that be good for your health?
I am certain that people who spend more time with other people in real town squares are much happier and healthier than people who spend mountains of time, alone, behind a computer screen.
People are reaching out. But in a weird way. We move away from interaction. We become more silicone every day.
Next:
Everyone tries to be a star, in their own little online way, because they want to be seen. This is also normal. Though twisted.
Kings always received their witnessing by others. Democratization brings upon kingships, albeit in a pared down manner. Kings didn’t do what they did because of some abstraction thrust upon them. It was monkey behavior, the natural outcropping of human desire left unchecked.
And now, all the monkeys have the time and the resources at their disposal to make themselves seen and heard, or at least give the impression that that is going on.
Fun. Right?
People are very judgmental about (yet very involved with) twitter, facebook, you name the mess.
But how dare they? It’s just the natural evolution of society.
Simply, people are isolated by overpopulation and they want to be with other people. But there is no town square. There is no town.
It is just a swamp of mankind…hurling around in their mini coopers and their mini vans.
So let’s give eggs a break. Let people tweet and post.
The only thing that concerns me is---all this time sitting in front of a computer screen—how can that be good for your health?
I am certain that people who spend more time with other people in real town squares are much happier and healthier than people who spend mountains of time, alone, behind a computer screen.
People are reaching out. But in a weird way. We move away from interaction. We become more silicone every day.
Next:
Everyone tries to be a star, in their own little online way, because they want to be seen. This is also normal. Though twisted.
Kings always received their witnessing by others. Democratization brings upon kingships, albeit in a pared down manner. Kings didn’t do what they did because of some abstraction thrust upon them. It was monkey behavior, the natural outcropping of human desire left unchecked.
And now, all the monkeys have the time and the resources at their disposal to make themselves seen and heard, or at least give the impression that that is going on.
Fun. Right?
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Congratulations
Susie and Bart tied it on Halloween.
In Athens, Georgia.
They are in love.
It was a great weekend party. Attention to beauty and detail was all there. Soft Autumn color in hilly Georgia. Our best LA friends convened. Good red dirt. The Oconee River.
Congratulations on your marriage. Yes. Love.
In Athens, Georgia.
They are in love.
It was a great weekend party. Attention to beauty and detail was all there. Soft Autumn color in hilly Georgia. Our best LA friends convened. Good red dirt. The Oconee River.
Congratulations on your marriage. Yes. Love.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Weed
Now that the Feds have backed off, California is simply considering legalizing marijuana. And they might as well. Everyone in LA is stoned all the time. Every party you go to, there is pot. Always. And usually the one with the biggest bag is Bill Maher.
If you see someone on a leisurely stroll, chances are, they are high.
It’s the weed state. Humboldt County grows it like Kansas grows corn.
TAX THE HELL OUT OF IT!
It just makes sense. If everyone is smoking pot, and they are, you might as well make money from it. Nevada is the gambling state. California will be the pot state. Big deal!
One of the things you notice in New York City, whether you’re high or not, is that no one in New York City is getting high. Lack of availability or the devoir that one retains perpetual aggressive behavior in order to succeed in business, precludes rampant pot smoking.
I have to say, the people in LA are having a better time. But, they are not getting as much done. But, maybe, if you consider a lot of what comes out of LA, it might be wise to keep production levels compromised by a mild hallucinogen.
They tax booze, don’t they? Legalize weed, tax it, and build that bullet train. And when you get to the smoking car, light up a joint and fly through the central valley, wave to the poor animals lolling ‘till slaughter at Cowschwitz or Burger Belsen, and think, “Ah, another reason why the living in California is so easy.”
But bring your spinhaler. The air is rough there.
If you see someone on a leisurely stroll, chances are, they are high.
It’s the weed state. Humboldt County grows it like Kansas grows corn.
TAX THE HELL OUT OF IT!
It just makes sense. If everyone is smoking pot, and they are, you might as well make money from it. Nevada is the gambling state. California will be the pot state. Big deal!
One of the things you notice in New York City, whether you’re high or not, is that no one in New York City is getting high. Lack of availability or the devoir that one retains perpetual aggressive behavior in order to succeed in business, precludes rampant pot smoking.
I have to say, the people in LA are having a better time. But, they are not getting as much done. But, maybe, if you consider a lot of what comes out of LA, it might be wise to keep production levels compromised by a mild hallucinogen.
They tax booze, don’t they? Legalize weed, tax it, and build that bullet train. And when you get to the smoking car, light up a joint and fly through the central valley, wave to the poor animals lolling ‘till slaughter at Cowschwitz or Burger Belsen, and think, “Ah, another reason why the living in California is so easy.”
But bring your spinhaler. The air is rough there.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The Public, The Sex, The Kings
These three things.
The Public Option is on the table because almost everyone wants it, except for people who are afraid of others.
Much of race prejudice has to do with sexual revulsion. Or, the prejudice leads to sexual revulsion. One way out of prejudice is for society to publicly sexualize everyone. The United States did this very well. Years later, our first couple is very attractive to all of us, and brown.
The titans of business run groups of people that are the same size as kingdoms of yore. It takes about that many people to make a king naturally feel like a king. This king, attached to his ambition, aggression and worth, needs three things: great material wealth, the ability to control others, substantial personal perks. No matter what the government does to try to regulate this, they will fail. The kings will always find a way to deliver what their DNA requires in order to function as leaders. Animal stuff.
The Public Option is on the table because almost everyone wants it, except for people who are afraid of others.
Much of race prejudice has to do with sexual revulsion. Or, the prejudice leads to sexual revulsion. One way out of prejudice is for society to publicly sexualize everyone. The United States did this very well. Years later, our first couple is very attractive to all of us, and brown.
The titans of business run groups of people that are the same size as kingdoms of yore. It takes about that many people to make a king naturally feel like a king. This king, attached to his ambition, aggression and worth, needs three things: great material wealth, the ability to control others, substantial personal perks. No matter what the government does to try to regulate this, they will fail. The kings will always find a way to deliver what their DNA requires in order to function as leaders. Animal stuff.
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