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You think you've got what it takes
to write music reviews for a crappy zine website with
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Reviews should be of albums released or rereleased within
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9/21/05
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A lot has happened in the week we missed. Let's catch up, shall
we? Tops news: My Grandma liked the BBW Hurricane Katrina
coverage, "even with the awful swearing." However, she did
laugh at the caption calling Barbara Bush a 'bitch,' scientifically
proving once and for all that my Grandma rules. From here, Bornbackwards
can conquer the world and by the 22nd Century we expect to be
the world's premier source for all news about anything. By then,
we hope to have more than three writers and update more than
once a week (by the way, if you'd like to help construct the
Bornbackwards Global Media Hegemony of the future by
writing for us, click
here!! Don't miss this chance to get in on ethe ground floor).
Our Katrina news may have been serious, but the time for that
is past …
Let the hilarity begin NOW!!
Hilarity!
Moving right along, it appears my Grandma wasn't the only one
reading the BBW Katrina coverage, seems like the whole world
read it. The proof? Bush's poll numbers are way down
in the 30 percent range. To celebrate, he bathed in the blood
of seven puppies while watching his Living
Single boxset.
We are Liiiiiving Siiiingle .. in a '90s kind of wooorld,
I'm glaaad I got my girls.
He then tried to call FEMA head Michael "Brownie" Brown
to tell him his new nickname was "Drownie" and that he was still
doing a heck of a job, only to find out that he had resigned
last Monday. The president then, of course, realized that he
was not doing a heck of a job, or any job really. Yes,
Brownie or Drownie, or whatever, has been attempting to shop
his resume since resigning as FEMA head only to find that no
sane person in America would ever hire him again. When
you kill a couple thousand people even McDonalds doesn't want
to hire you ... as a fry cook. People need their french fries
when they order them, not a week later and covered in bloated
corpses.
What an asshole.
Of course Bush's low poll numbers didn't sit well with presidential
advisor Karl Rove, who patiently explained to the president
that 38% unfortunately does not mean that he's in the top 4th
of his graduating class. Rove then had to also explain to the
president that he had already graduated over 30 years ago and
that being president is like 10 bazillion gagillion times better
than being voted Prom King or 'Class Clown'.
In the aftermath of the Katrina debacle, Republicans
in both the legislative and executive branches have attempted
to block an independent commission to investigate the
government's, and in particular FEMA's, failures. Instead they'd
like to create a Republican-controlled commission headed by
an advisor who helped reorganize the Homeland Security
Department that houses FEMA. My new hero, CNN's Jack Cafferty
editorialized on-air saying that "The public is not going to
buy any of this stuff that comes out of Washington. They're
not going to believe anything that comes out of these partisan
reports or stuff that was done from within the White House.
It just isn't going to wash. The game is up with John Q Public.
They're not buying this stuff anymore!" [ video]
Instead of appointing an independent commission, the president
gave a big, inspiring speech that dropped his poll number by
another 3 points the following week, meaning he's losing support
from even his base. His base, of course, being
hyper-intelligent reptilian humanoids, a
subterranean Nazi-friendly super race with telekentic powers,
and loyal viewers of Pat Robertson's 700 Club. You should
click those links because the hilarity we mentioned earlier
is gently cupped and sheltered within them, like tiny pearls
of pure comedy.
While the president's speech embraced liberal rhetoric about
using government money to deal with poverty, Republican's are
actual trying to use Katrina to push their agenda by creating
a radical right-wing 'free market' zone in New Orleans
to test out ideas passed in the normal legislative process.
Worried that the cost of the Katrina cleanup will kill their
plans for future tax cuts, Senate Republicans are now actively
searching for a rich corpse to help them make their silly case
for repeal of the estate tax, a tax that only affects
2% of Americans and 100% of Senators [ link].
In the past week, the Bush administration has suspended minimum
wage and affirmative action rules for federal contractors
working in the Gulf region. Why would anyone cut the minimum
wage in a region that was just divested by a hurricane when
the local economy obviously needs all the money it can get?
Because the president has acid for blood. Bill Clinton makes
a good point that this reconstruction should employ those displaced
by the hurricane, not only giving them the opportunity to rebuild
their own community but giving them money to rebuild their own
lives. But that would be a good idea.
Republicans are also working on legislation that a) would limit
victims' right to sue any person or organization that helps
Katrina victims without compensation, b) offer vouchers for
displaced school children, and c) lift environment restrictions
on new refineries and create tax-advantaged enterprise zones
to maximize private-sector participation in recovery and reconstruction
[ link].
Of course, all the reconstruction contracts went no-bid to the
usual cast of hilarious characters and colorful sidemen. Shaw
Group and Kellogg Brown & Root are, of course, clients of lobbyist
Joe Allbaugh, former Bush campaign manager and college
roommate of your friend and mine, the unemployable Brownie.
Kellogg Brown & Root are, of course, a subsidiary of Dick
Cheney's secret boys-only clubhouse Halliburton.
According to tax filings, Cheney's income last year included
$194,852 in deferred pay from the company [ link].
Another company contracted to do Katrina work is Fluor, a company
that, according to USA
Today, has "previously paid millions of dollars to settle
federal government lawsuits - including one that accused it
of overbilling for 1989 hurricane cleanup work." It only makes
sense that we would hire them again and the US government
likes to make sense.
FEMA and Louisiana Governor Katherine Blanco have also outsourced
the job counting bodies in New Orleans to Kenyon International.
Kenyon is a subsidiary of Service Corporation International
(SCI), a Texas-based company operated by a friend of the Bush
family that has been implicated in illegally discarding and
desecrating corpses. We're not talking about the hilarious
Weekend
at Bernie's kind of body desecration that we here at
BBW engage in every fortnight or so, we're talking about the
painfully unfunny and outright disgusting body desecration of
Weekend
at Bernie's II that we here at BBW only engage in on
only a semi-annual basis. And I quote, "The Menorah Gardens
cemetery chain, owned by SCI, desecrated vaults, removed hundreds
of bodies from two cemeteries in Florida and dumped the gruesome
remains in woods frequented by wild hogs, investigators discovered
in 2001. In one case, a backhoe was used to crack open a vault,
remove corpses and make room for more dead bodies. SCI paid
$100 million to settle a lawsuit filed by outraged family members
of the deceased." So of course they're the perfect people to
handle the decaying, bloated, two-week-old corpses left behind
by Katrina. Liberals would probably want to spend a bunch of
government money burying the bodies, but once again the free
market comes up with the most efficient, profitable solution:
wild hogs [ link].
At least North Korea agreed to abandon its nuclear program.
That's pretty good.
Meanwhile, as the president was being photographed in California
playing a guitar while New Orleans refugees drowned, Al Gore
rescued 270 people. You may remember Al Gore as the man
who won the 2000 election. He also invented the internet and
filled it with delightful pornographic treats for young and
old alike. Gore put up $50,000 of his own money to charter two
flights to carry patients out of Charity Hospital in New Orleans.
The flights were arranged at the urging of Dr. David Kline,
a neurosurgeon who operated on Gore's son, also named Al, in
1989. Dr. Kline was treating patients at the hospital in the
aftermath of Katrina, and as he explains the situation was getting
dire with no power, four feet of water surrounding the hospital
and food and water running out. About 140 people, many of them
sick, landed in Knoxville on September 3. The second flight,
with 130 evacuees, landed the next day in Chattanooga. Then
they all celebrated by downloading the internet porn Tranny
Grannies on Gorillas 4: The Revenge, a personal favorite
of Dr. Kline and the Gore family [ link].
In another part of the country, the anti-war movement
picked up steam as a Cindy Sheehan rally in New York's
Union Square Park was forcibly shut down by police. Sheehan
was giving what could be considered the opposite of an inspiring
speech, spewing monotone clichés about climbing mountains that
she had read the previous day on inspirational posters. "Priorities:
look to the future, for that is what makes today great! Attitude:
What happens to a man is less significant than what happens
within him! Integrity: Integrity comes when character is tested;
keep true and never be ashamed of doing what is right! Indomitably:
he who laughs in the face of adversity is probably hammered!"
She suggested that the crowd should imagine inspiring pictures
of sunsets, lunar eclipses, lighthouses, baby kittens, and crashing
oceans waves to accompany her words.
Climb as high as you can dream.
The police then shut down the gathering and arrested Paul Zulkowitz,
an organizer with " Camp Casey NYC," a small encampment
that he and other activists set up Union Square in solidarity
with Sheehan's vigil outside President Bush's ranch in Crawford,
Texas, for failure to obtain proper permits. The crowd went
nuts, surrounding the police and repeatedly shouting "Shame,
Shame, Shame" while someone played "God Bless America" on a
trumpet [ video].
Despite the insistence on sound permits, the police did nothing
when a young folkie set up a microphone and portable amp to
play protest songs shortly after Sheehan and her entourage had
left. Witnesses report that Sheehan's mic wasn't that much louder
than the folkie's. Inspector Michael McEnroy, commander of the
13th Precinct, insisted the shutdown order had nothing to do
with the content of Sheehan's speech, but was instead about
the "provocation" caused by Zulkowitz. "This has been going
on for much longer than today," McEnroy said, adding of Sheehan,
"I don't even know the woman." That last part prompted one pissed-off
onlooker to shoot back: "Haven't you watched the news or read
a paper in the last three months?" Only the gossip rags, replied
McElroy, who then engaged activists in a gossipy conversation
about how he thinks Brad doesn't deserve Jennifer Anniston
or Angelina Joele and how could he possibly sleep
with Vegas prostitutes when he's got such hot 'tang waiting
for him at home and of course he was good in Fight Club
and Twelve Monkeys but what a bastard because I would
give all but one of my fingers just to lick Angelina's ear and
here this fuck is CHEATING ON HER can you believe that stupid
shit I would buy her tacos every night and thank her for looking
in my general direction even once per day. The activists had
no idea what McElroy was talking about, to which he replied,
"Haven't you watched E! Entertainment Television or read Star
Magazine in the last three months? Jesus Christ, people, at
least pretend to keep up with important current events!"
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9/07/05
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Let me warn you now: this edition of the Bornbackwards news
will only be about hurricane Katrina. None of it will be funny.
The human toll is just too enormous to be ignored, even by a
shitty e-zine that normally talks about how much they despise
Good Charlotte. As anyone following the current events already
knows, it's not just the hurricane that's the problem. It took
six days before food and water even began to arrive in
flooded New Orleans. Now, a week later, there are still those
without them. The United States, the richest country in the
world, has been reduced to the misery of Somalia, with an emergency
response at least as good as that of Bangladesh.
Make no mistake about it, Hurricane Katrina and its aftermath
may be the single worst disaster--natural and manmade--to ever
happen in the United States. On a human scale it is much, much
worse than September 11th. An entire city is gone, not just
two buildings. Rather than fear it is engendering anger, and
rightfully so. After being reelected on the basis of 'security'
and claiming 'vote for me or you'll die', after years of supposedly
reorganizing the federal government to deal with terrorist attacks
or other disasters, after spending billions of dollars trying
to rebuild Iraq, we find that it takes six days for our government
just to start to get water to a major urban area in our own
country. New Orleans is a fucking disaster in the most powerful,
humbling sense of the word.
And the lies are staggering. The president is claiming that
no one could have foreseen the levees would break. Who told
him that, because it is just a flat-out lie: people have
been predicting the levees would break for years, running computer
simulations, and begging for money from the federal government
that was instead earmarked for war and tax cuts. Sitting in
my home two weeks as Katrina barreled down on New Orleans, I
knew that the levees would break and New Orleans was pretty
fucked. Saturday Night Live Claymation figure Mr.
Bill knew that the levees would fucking break two years ago!
Then Bush tells Michael Brown, the completely incompetent head
of the Federal Emergency Relief Agency, that he's doing "a heck
of a job." As the New Orleans Times-Picayune said, "Lies don’t
get more bald-faced than that, Mr. President."
Michael Brown is completely incompetent.
FEMA turned away three trucks from Wal-Mart carrying water.
FEMA turned away 500 airboat pilots from Florida who offered
to ferry survivors out of the flooded city, and threatened them
with arrest if they set foot in New Orleans [ link].
FEMA restricted the Red Cross from fully accessing the city
[ link]
and urged first responders not to respond [ link].
FEMA workers prevented the Coast Guard from delivering 1,000
gallons of diesel fuel, and on Saturday they cut the parish's
emergency communications line, leading the sheriff to restore
it and post armed guards to protect it from FEMA [ link].
Now FEMA is training 1,400 firefighters in Atlanta to do public
relations work for the government while there are still victims
waiting in Louisiana and Mississippi for help. Their first mission:
stand next to the president as he tours decimated areas [ link].
Brown waited until hours after Hurricane Katrina had already
hit before asking Homeland Security Secretary Michael Chertoff
to dispatch 1,000 federal employees to the region - and gave
them two days to arrive [ link].
The
list runs on.
In the midst of such rampant stupidity, mismanagement, and callousness,
President Bush tells Michael Brown--a man with no
qualifications to be the head of FEMA other than being fired
from the Colorado-based International Arabian Horse Association--that
he's doing "a heck of a job." As we already quoted the New Orleans
Times-Picayune saying, "Lies don’t get more bald-faced than
that, Mr. President."
Video
of a survivor telling her story. Rather than working to
get the rest of the survivors out, the administration is also
attempting to spin the situation, blaming state and local officials
and often the survivors themselves. The people left behind in
New Orleans are those who were simply too poor to leave or had
nowhere else to go. They were largely black. While the richer
white people lived mostly in the hills above the city, poor
blacks lived in the most devastated areas below sea level in
the center of the city. Yet the White House continues to describe
them as "those who chose to stay behind" or "those who
ignored evacuation orders." Bill O'Reilly used barely
concealed racism when he theorized that poor black residents
stayed behind so they could loot and riot.
Black survivors are portrayed as looting, while white survivors
are said to have 'found food'.
House Speaker Dennis Hastert suggested that spending federal
money to rebuild New Orleans would be foolish [ link].
Bill Clinton later said that had he been in the same place where
Hastert made the remarks, "I'm afraid I would have assaulted
him." Pennsylvania Senator Rick Santorum showed he had not a
shred of humanity when he said that people who stayed in New
Orleans should face legal penalties [ link].
They lost their homes! They lost their loved ones! Senator Santorum
is a wretched scum of a human being who does not deserve to
be alive after so many have lost their lives simply because
they were too poor. Then there's Kanye West in one of the best
video clips of the year stating on a live hurricane relief fundraiser
that, "George Bush doesn't care about black people," and pointing
out the racism of the entire situation, including news reports
[ link].
But Kanye isn't exactly right, its not that George Bush doesn't
care about black people, he doesn't care about anyone who doesn't
have $3 million or more in their bank accounts. It's clearer
than its ever been that George Bush doesn't care about the majority
of Americans.
His callousness, and that of his family has been displayed again
and again in wake of the situation. For instance, speaking at
the same press conference where he praised Brown, Bush callously
offered sympathy not to the victims--the dead and dying--but
to his buddy Trent Lott, "The good news is -- and it's hard
for some to see it now -- that out of this chaos is going to
come a fantastic Gulf Coast, like it was before. Out of the
rubbles of Trent Lott's house -- he's lost his entire house
-- there's going to be a fantastic house. And I'm looking forward
to sitting on the porch. (Laughter.)" That's still not as bad
as what his mother, former first lady Barbara Bush, said while
touring evacuees housed in Houston's Astrodome, "What I'm hearing
which is sort of scary is that they all want to stay
in Texas. Everybody is so overwhelmed by the hospitality. And
so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged
anyway so this (chuckle)--this is working very well for them."
[ audio
clip] Reading that for the first time I almost choked. Barbara
Bush is a terrible, terrible human being who obviously has no
sense of human compassion at all.
Bitch.
You may ask, "Where was Dick Cheney during all this?" Well,
he was still on vacation--shopping for a new mansion in Maryland,
near Donald Rumsfeld's weekend estate [ link].
Now Bush is saying he will dispatch Cheney to Louisiana next
week … I mean, there's no hurry or anything. With the total
callousness of America's top officials, its seems like our normally
vacuous celebrities are better human beings than anymore in
national office. Oprah is in the Astrodome interviewing survivor's
"so their stories get told," John Travolta has airlifted five
tons of food, Sean Penn is ferrying people out of New Orleans
in a little boat, and Celine Dion broken down in tears on Larry
King Live and lamented that her million dollar donation was
simply not enough because right now the survivors just need
food and water, not money [ link].
It was actually very moving, and I almost cried myself.
Who would have thought that Celine Dion would show more
urgency and compassion than anyone in the entire executive
branch of the federal government?
It seems as though all the policies Bush has pursued through
the last five years have finally and suddenly imploded upon
this one disaster, each one exacerbating it in turn. The growing
divide between rich and poor; tax cuts for the rich that could
have gone to levee repair; the Iraq war sucking away money and
National Guardsmen from more important things; the attempt to
starve and bankrupt the federal government; the removal of FEMA
from the cabinet and placing it under the larger Department
of Homeland Security; appointment of ideologues and friends
into important positions rather experienced, competent leaders;
increased emphasis on state's rights and responsibilities; innumerable
vacations; and now, corporate malfeasance. Oil companies are
reporting record profits and Hilary Clinton has called for an
investigation into whether prices are being manipulated and
exploited in the wake of the hurricane [ link].
Sean Penn's tiny rescue boat.
Perhaps the only silver lining about this entire situation is
that it seems the press has awoken from their long slumber.
Reporters are asking tough questions, Fox is behaving like a
real news organization, and people are addressing issues of
class and race that have been boiling below the surface unnoticed
for the last five years. A month ago it would have been unthinkable
to hear Greta Van Susteren talking about poverty in America,
Geraldo cursing and crying on air about government ineptitude,
or Shepard Smith discovering he has a soul and telling Sean
Hannity that 'this is all the perspective you need'--all on
Hannity and Colmes! Here's
the video, and I recomend you watch it. It's pretty powerful.
Then there's Geraldo flat out disagreeing on Fox News with Donald
Rumsfeld on the deployment of National Guardsmen in Iraq [ link].
CNN's Jack Cafferty mused aloud about the arrival of relief
convoys and the president's photo opportunity happening on the
same day [ link]
and blasted the administration for what is the worst disaster
to befall America in his lifetime [ link],
"I'm 62 and I remember the riots in Watts, I remember the earth
Quake in San Francisco, I remember a lot of things. I have never,
ever seen anything as badly bungled and poorly handled as this
situation in New Orleans. Where the hell is the water for these
people. Why can't sandwiches be dropped to those people that
are in that Super Dome down there...This is Thursday...This
storm happened five days ago. It's a disgrace and don't think
the world isn't watching..."
Face the Nation's Bob Schaffer attacked not just the
president but the entire Republican establishment, "No hint
of intelligent design in any of this. This was just survival
of the richest." [ link]
A clearly pissed Ted Koppel asked Michael Brown how the government
could not have known about survivors locked by National Guardsmen
in the convention center--with no food and surrounded by dead
bodies, feces, and filth, like animals--when news reporters
were covering it for days [ link].
How about Anderson Cooper going off on Louisiana Senator Mary
Landrieu after she began thanking the president and Congress
for their aid, "I have to tell you, there are people here who
are very upset and angry, and when they hear politicians thanking
one another, it just, you know, it cuts them the wrong way right
now, because there was a body on the streets of this town yesterday
being eaten by rats because this woman has been laying in the
street for 48 hours, and there is not enough facilities to get
her up. Do you understand that anger?" [ link]
Then only a few days later, Senator Landrieu threatened to literally
punch anyone, including the president, who continues to try
to pass the buck to state and local officials [ link].
She then burst into tears looking at a single crane working
to repair a gap in a broken levee that the president was photographed
fixing the day before, "Perhaps the greatest disappointment
stands at the breached 17th Street levee. Touring this critical
site yesterday with the President, I saw what I believed to
be a real and significant effort to get a handle on a major
cause of this catastrophe. Flying over this critical spot again
this morning, less than 24 hours later, it became apparent that
yesterday we witnessed a hastily prepared stage set for a Presidential
photo opportunity; and the desperately needed resources we saw
were this morning reduced to a single, lonely piece of equipment.
The good and decent people of southeast Louisiana and the Gulf
Coast - black and white, rich and poor, young and old - deserve
far better from their national government." [ link]
Yesterday, The Wall Street Journal showed how the Bush administration
had systematically stripped power and money from FEMA, which
had been painfully rebuilt under President Bill Clinton but
had long been a target of Republican "small government" ideologues.
The Journal said state officials had been warning Washington
- as recently as July 27 - that the homeland secretary, Michael
Chertoff, was planning further disastrous cuts.
In what may be the most moving clip of all, Jefferson Parish
President Aaron Broussard started sobbing on Meet the Press
describing the death of a friend's mother as she drowned waiting
for help to show up. Broussard then completely broke down and
wailed, "No one is coming to get us, no one is coming to get
us." [ link].
I warn you, it is extremely moving and may be one of the most
emotionally impacting things I have ever seen in my short life.
Prominent Republicans are distancing themselves from the president.
After proclaiming his pleasure at the government's response
to a stunned Anderson Cooper a few days ago [ link],
Trent Lott is now calling for an investigation into the failure
of the national government. Conservative columnists and pundits
are abandoning the president in droves.
It feels as though the country is changing for the better by
the hour, as America shakes off its slumber and realizes it
has some huge work ahead of it, not just in rebuilding New Orleans,
but in rebuilding America. People are considering the fact that
a stronger, active federal government would have been into New
Orleans in hours, not days. Poverty is suddenly a potent issue
again, for the first time since the 1960s. America is revealed
as a place where we leave the poor to die in a kind of passive
genocide.
We can officially declare that Bush is the worst president the
United States of America has ever had. Worse than Herbert Hoover.
Worse even than Richard Nixon. Nothing this disastrous, embarrassing,
or devastating ever occurred under his administration, for all
its irredeemable sins. It's just a shame it took something so
unimaginably terrible to finally shake things loose.
Less you think we merely complain and joke here at Bornbackwards,
we are getting involved in relief efforts. Paul
is currently in New Orleans as a Red Cross volunteer helping
survivors. For being so bristly and often-times abrasive, he
is truly one of the most humane people I know. Evacuees from
New Orleans are being housed in Red Cross shelters across the
country, even here in far-off Gainesville, Florida and I plan
to donate some of my time. Please, find one near you and donate
your time
or your money.
This is vitally important.
Beyond that, massive
protests are planned on September 24th in Washington, DC,
Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Seattle. It is already getting
large amounts of media attention. I will be attending in DC
and I hope to see you there, to prevent something like this
from ever happening again in the United States of America, because
George Bush doesn't care about anyone.
A National Crime.
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9/01/05
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[Editor's note: Walter is mad this week. At Bush. And
social conservatives. But mostly Bush. I know this is unprecedented
in BBW news, and we normally keep things fair and balanced,
but please bear with us as we editorialize for the first time
ever.. News was updated twice this week, so check under this
column for Adam's contribution. Death to False Country!]
So, honestly, I don't have a whole lot to say aside from fuck
this fucking administration. Fuck them so hard, they bleed.
There's a fucking natural disaster, people's lives are
in jeopardy, their homes are ravaged... At least take a motherfucking
breath between your opening sentence of "this is a tragedy"
and "we have to drill oil from Alaska" you backwards ass piece-of-shit
asshole-loving dickhead. Put aside your motherfucking agenda
for two fucking seconds. Have the courtesy to at least make
it an aside, or minor point, in your fucking speech.
This is what half the god damn country wanted, and I hope they
fucking love this. Cheer like the god damn Romans at the Coliseum
while men were being eaten by lions. We're so much fucking better
than the world. Fuck you and your fucking ideals. You want to
save a fucking vegetable in Florida because you love life so
much, but we can't even stop and try to do some shit about large
scale death and destruction before trying to line our pockets.
You make me sick, you fucking asshole. The trained monkey
says gas is gonna go up. Who wants to bet gas goes up to 5 dollars
by friday? All because they got us where they want us. This
is so fucking dumb.
I just hope that everyone still alive from the hurricane
manages to have somethnig to return to, even if they have to
wait for it to be rebuilt. My heart goes out to you all, even
if you probably can't read this. And hopefully we'll all be
able to lend a hand in fixing your lives.
Everything else feels kind of pointless now, but here goes...
Recently, it came to my attention that Josh Staples of the Velvet
Teen / the New Trust sent a nice message to Deep
Elm Records. I'd paraphrase, but it works out well enough
on its own:
"Dear Deep Elm...
You are the shittiest label in the world. Your trend-hopping
tendencies are repulsive, your teenie-bopping, cookie cutter
punk marketing techniques are shameless, and your business practices
are unethical and often times downright mean. Am I mistaken
that all the good bands that you work with whose multi-record
contracts were fulfilled have never renewed their contract with
you? Planes? Brandson? Appleseed Cast? Anybody? Why is that
do you think? Not to mention that your johnny-come-lately myspace
attempt follows the rest of your marketing campaigns: dorky,
contrived, and a year late. Keep on being sucky, you ding-a-lings.
Josh"
But really, tell us how you feel. It's not a secret that bands
on Deep Elm have a history of conflict with the label. It's
never really been so widely talked about, but it's there. Now
you know, too.
The Video Music Awards were this Sunday, and the idiots
were out in full force. Was it just me, or did it seem like
they spent all this time making a set and everything, and forgetting
to script and reherse a good part of the show? Sure, Diddy,
anything can happen, cause no one knew what the fuck was going
on.
Honestly, the VMAs remained one of the few reasons to watch
MTV anymore, but over the last few years, they've really just
screwed it to hell. Michael Jackson getting a cake for
no reason a year or two ago...now MC Hammer showing up
and no camera man gets a clear shot of his face. Diddy had to
hand out diamond watches for christ's sake, it was so bad.
Notice my comments only reflect the show in its first 15-20
minutes. Why? Because that's all my sheer, morbid, curiosity
could handle before I wanted to die. So, maybe the rest of the
show had Lindsay Lohan miraculously regaining her figure
and doing it to several other attractive young women. And maybe
monkeys will fly out of my ass. Green Day was terrible,
too.
Chris Farley received a star on the walk of fame. His
two brothers and mother accepted the award for him. Several
of Farley's previous co-workers were there, including David
Spade, Adam Sandler, and Chris Rock. Rock stated that "every
f at comic working today owes him 80 bucks." I'm not sure
how much Spade is worth, but he owes pretty much all of it to
Farley's coat tails. Well, there was Jeremy Piven and PCU...
Reggie got sho...er, Suge Knight got shot, yo.
Fairly attractive and relatively talentless country singer Gretchen
Wilson was asked by the Tennesse attorney general to stop
pushing the tobacco on the yung'ins. Formerly known for her
" Redneck Woman" song, Gretchen returns with her eloquence
and mastery of songcraft, creating the masterpiece, " Skoal
Ring." And, predictably, she produces a can of skoal chewing
tebaccy in mid song. Who needs choreography? It's not like country
has been reduced to pop with a fiddle from its folk tales of
the working man/woman. This stuff has integrity, damn it!
Apparently, since many children attend these concerts, and they
display the tobacco on the big screens, this counteracts laws
against tobacco advertisement. Personally, I think it's because
the attorney general is a music fan, and is systematically killing
false country, song by song. Bravo!
Yeah, fuck Bush. Drilling oil from Alaska ain't going to refine
it any quicker, dumb ass. Do all you can to help those in need.
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This is old news that was edited out of last week's news in
the name of a few Jewish saints that Ryan kept rattling off
but I don't remember their names. He also said something about
an "attitude readjustment" but we live and learn and bow down
to the editor. So here goes my second crack at this story...
In an ever-increasing effort to confuse the American people
with a combination of scare tactics, mental retardation, and
political buffoonery, George Bush defended his policy
on the war in Iraq by saying, "The only way to defend our citizens
where we live is to go after the terrorists where they live."
I agree. Since Iraq had nothing to do with any terrorist
attack whatsoever, let's get the fuck out of there and start
focusing on the real terrorist threat, our own red-blooded American
government. And I don't mean we should bomb the White House
and kill the president, because if I meant that, I'd just be
another crazy religious nut with my own television network which
I use to spout my nuthouse ramblings without fear of any substantial
backlash.
Speaking of which, I was out on the street the other day campaigning
for the assassination of Ryan Boyle for editing this
story in it's orignal form when suddenly I was arrested and
shoved into the back of the police car. "But!" I exclaimed,
" Pat Robertson advocated the assassination of a world
leader, an international offense, mind you, and all that
happened was a bunch of talking heads debated whether or not
he was too crazy, too old, or too religious to be of any harm!
I only wanted to assassinate a dweeby online zine editor!" Of
course I only got to "But!" before they tasered me into a coma.
They're lucky I woke up after only a few days because my family
would have sued the shit out of them, and my family isn't poor
and black, so they might actually have had something to worry
about.
Anyway, what I mean is we need to really start fighting the
government and letting the world know that we don't support
the actions taken in our name. People are finally starting to
come together in opposition to this war so let's tap this energy
and that ass and start a movement. How, you ask? I don't know
exactly, I work for a fucking blimp.
Hugo Chavez, the terrible terrible Venezuelan President
who has offered to provide water, food, and fuel to US communities
destroyed by Hurricane Katrina, has announced "that [his] government
is going to take legal action in the United States[against Pat
Robertson] ... to call for the assassination of a head of state
is an act of terrorism."
He's right, but what do we have to say about our terrorists
here in America? Go back to your job! Get back on TV and "inform"
thousands maybe millions of people on your TV station! Chavez
is looking to extradite Robertson and has warned that he will
bring the issue to the UN if the US fails to take action. Break
out your silk screens and start pumping out some "Extradite
Pat Robertson" t-shirts instead of something clever and fashionable.
Give them to your friends! Take to the streets! We don't want
the UN crawling up our ass! They are like sooooo annoying,
always asking for their money like we owe it to them.
In other "Hi, we're insane and we're Christian" news, the dinosaur
park you remember so fondly from such movies as Pee Wee's
Big Adventure and The Wizard (starring
a hunky, preteen Fred Savage) has been bought by Christian
Young-Earth theorists looking to show that dinosaurs showed
up the same day Adam showed up in Genesis: the 6th day. The
new owners contend that baby dinosaurs rode out the great flood
on Noah's Ark while the rest drowned and washed away to all
corners of the earth. They believe that "evolution birthed Communism,
racism and Nazism."
Not only are they crazy, but they enjoy the arts! A poem on
a sign next to a giant dinosaur reads, "Primordial soup, to
the so, to you, is evolution true?" Why are you asking if you
already know!! Hell, we all know! Because as they say, "There's
something in [our] DNA that knows man walked with these creatures
on Earth."
Quotes thanks to the LA Times except for that first quote about
being insane Christians. That one is a quote from the dramitization
of this story entitled Pat Robertson Presents: Another Group
of People Who Shouldn't Be Telling People Things. Nothing. Seriously.
None of this is as important as the Video Music Awards where
anything can happen except the show actually ending.
It paid off.
Speaking of evolution, check out the new free downloadable Pachyderms
EP A
Communique From the International Society of Pachyderms,
previously only available on handmade 3" CD-Rs. Now with bonus
tracks about dinosaurs and Neanderthals and monkeys, lots of
monkeys. Avant-pop that's cheap as free.
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George Bush has been vacationing in Texas so fucking
hard that he needed a vacation from his vacation… and,
we can imagine, from Cindy Sheehan, her hippie pals,
and the moaning specter of her ghostly dead son dragging
his chains in the dirt all over the outside of the Western
White House like the goddamn Ghost of Christmas Past. So
the president with the most number of vacations ever
left the Western White House to go further West and continue
his vacation -- in peace -- at the Tamarack Resort in the
mountains of rural Idaho. It's like a summer camp for assholes!
"I'm kind of hangin' loose, as they say," Bush told reporters.
As who says, Mr. President? Who, the New Kids on the
Fucking Block? Donny Wahlberg? Nobody I know says that!
Bush has spent 339 days at his ranch since he took office
- nearly a full year out of his five in office so far. By
contrast, most normal Americans take fewer vacations than
anyone else in the developed world (even the Japanese),
averaging only 13 to 16 days off a year. But have no fear,
for the president is "hangin' loose," as 'they' say. Gas
is nearly up to $3 a gallon? That's why the prez has a bike,
and he's staying the course on bike trails all over America!
What's that, you say that troop casualties in Afghanistan
are higher than at any point since 2001? Maaan, the president
is looser than the vagina of a back alley prostitute who
has three different kinds of AIDS. The Iraqi constitution
is moving towards an Islamic republic like Iran? It's cool,
as a former C.I.A. Middle East specialist said on "Meet
the Press," U.S. democracy in 1900 didn't let women vote.
"I mean, women's social rights are not critical to the evolution
of democracy," said he.
Just because the latest reason the president gave for invading
Iraq - creating a democracy with freedom of religion and
minority rights and blah blah - has been undermined, that's
no reason to stop relaxing man! He's hanging loose! He's
so loose if you hugged him it'd feel like you were being
enveloped by a man-sized Jello Jiggler™®©, which
by the way is also Laura Bush's nickname for the First Junk.
The president is hangin' so loose that he'll put out on
the first date and then not even get mad when you don't
call him for three weeks afterwards. "It's cool," he'll
say, "I'm just hangin' loose. On a vacation from my vacation,
knowhatamean? Feel like bangin' again? I'm down, my Jello
Jiggler's hangin' loose."
Because you see, now the President has a new reason for
continuing the fight in Iraq--now that we know Saddam
had no WMDs, had nothing to do with 9/11, and now that the
likelihood of a free democracy in Iraq is getting slimmer
and slimmer.
Skip to the next paragraph, this is where it gets good.
We have to continue the war to keep faith with the soldiers
that have already died in the war. "We owe them something,"
Mr. Bush said. "We will finish the task that they gave their
lives for." So Americans should continue to send their children
to die because other people have already done so, and we
can't let them be sad, because sadness is against freedom.
As the mother of a dead National Guardsman said, it was
an argument that "makes no sense." The president is so god
damn loose … have you ever tried fucking the asshole of
a moose that's been dead for three days? That's how fucking
loose he is!
In other news, the lovely Pat Robertson -- conservative
Christian broadcaster, founder of the Christian Coalition
and a person whose life has made the world a more miserable
and hellish place -- has suggested that the United States
of America should assassinate Hugo Chavez, the leftist
president of Venezuela. "If he thinks we're trying
to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead
and do it," Robertson said Monday on his show, The 700
Club. "It's a whole lot cheaper than starting a war.
And I don't think any oil shipments will stop." Venezuela
has the largest oil reserves outside the Middle East.
Even Fidel Castro got in on the action, responding
to Robertson's remarks by stating, in a rare display of
humor, "I think only God can punish crimes of such magnitude."
He then stroked his beard, quite pleased with himself, and
explained that it was clever because Pat Robertson believes
in God, and Castro once tried to eliminate all religion
from his tiny kingdom of Cuba. "See, is joke. Is, how you
say … ironic. I am so funny, is why I am Presidente para
la vida--the humor vote."
As a strong supporter of President Bush, many people are
demanding the president personally denounce Robertson's
comments. Just like that time he fired Donald Rumsfeld for
creating conditions that lead to prisoner abuse in Iraq,
or fired Karl Rover for illegally leaking the name of a
CIA agent, or fired George Tenet for cooking intelligence
about Iraqi WMDs.
Just for fun, here are some of Robertson's other recent
comments: In May he said the threat of activist judges was
"probably more serious than a few bearded terrorists who
fly into buildings." In 1998, he warned that hurricanes
would rain down on Orlando, Florida, because G-d himself
was angry that Disney World was having "gay days." He has
also often denounced the United Nations as a first step
toward a dangerous "one world government." In 1988, Robertson
even ran for president as a Republican but thankfully was
rejected by voters as a "general jackass of a human being."
Mr. Robertson has also claimed that he knows for a fact
that, "Jesus puts out on the first date."
Robert Moog, the creator of the Moog synthesizer,
died Sunday at his home in Asheville, N.C. of an inoperable
brain tumor. He was 71 and a pretty cool dude, as the recent
Moog
documentary proved.
Moog (which can be pronounced either 'Moo-g' or 'Mogue')
was the man who invented the very first synthesizer. While
you can certainly blame him for a rash of terrible synth-based
new wave bands in the '80s (and a wave of '80s revivalists
now), the Moog synthesizer was also an important tool of
great artists like Kraftwerk, Parliament, Herbie Hancock
and Sun Ra. Hell it even got use on the Beatles' Abbey
Road, most notably on John Lennon's "Because," Harrison's
"Here Comes the Sun" and Paul McCartney's "Maxwell's Silver
Hammer." If you've ever played or even touched a keyboard,
then you owe something to Bob Moog.
If you'd like to know more, a thorough but not overwhelming
obituary piece can be found here,
or you can rent the Moog documentary.
Even Fidel Castro expressed his regret about Moog's passing,
"Ironic, no? Man spends whole life using brain to engineer
new instruments, then dies of brain tumor. Is ironic. Is
why I am Presidente para la vida. VIVA LA CASTRO! VIVA LA
REVOLUCION!"
A group of Cornell University researchers are proposing
that we turn the Great Plains into an wild African Animal
kingdom, transplanting lions, tigers, elephants, and
other delicacies to North America. The plan is called Pleistocene
rewilding and is intended to be a 'proactive' approach
to conservation by transplanting endangered species 'out
of the box'. The researchers claim that the African animals
would fill holes in the ecosystem, replacing extinct Pleistocene
animals like wooly mammoths, mastodons, saber-tooth tigers,
and other crazy shit you see in the Flintstones.
By introducing living counterparts to the extinct animals,
the researchers say, these voids could be filled. See, the
American cheetah used to hunt an antelope-like creature
called a pronghorn, but now the cheetah is gone and the
pronghorn can run 60 mph. So, the researchers believe their
plan can fill that hole in the ecosystem while simultaneously
giving African cheetahs a new home. They also hope their
plan would offer ecotourism and land-management jobs to
the struggling economies of the Great Plains and Southwest.
Other living species that are counterparts to Pleistocene-era
animals in North America include feral horses (Equus caballus),
wild asses (E. asinus), Bactrian camels (Camelus bactrianus),
Asian (Elephas maximus) and African (Loxodonta africana)
elephants and lions (Panthera leo). Sometimes construction
workers whistle at me and tell me they'd like to use my
wild ass to fill a hole in their ecosystem. Now it makes
sense.
Imagine lions stalking deer in the stubble of a Nebraska
cornfield. Elephants trumpeting across Colorado's high plains.
Cheetah slouching through the West Texas scrub. Imagine
chimpanzees sitting in the White House … oh wait.
American voters have already partly approved the plan
to transplant African wildlife into America, by electing
a monkey to sit in the White House.
Critics of the plan point to Australia, which was overrun
by rabbits and poisonous cane toads after misguided species
relocations. "It is not restoration to introduce animals
that were never here," said University of Washington anthropologist
Donald K. Grayson. Further criticism centers on the fact
that by relocating these animals it could endanger their
meager protections in Africa and hurt tourism in the already
impoverished continent.
The researchers supporting the plan said that private lands
are probably the best place to start, with each step guided
by experts using the fossil record as a guide. "We are not
advocating backing up a van and letting elephants and cheetah
out into the landscape. All of this would be science driven."
But ... but that sounds like so much more fun! No word yet
on whether scientists have a modern counterpart to the pterodactal
Fred Flintstone used to change the channels on his stone
age TV set. I really want one of those, but a wild ass will
have to do.
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This past Monday, the University of Florida, my alma
mater, worked its way into the USA Today twice for the same
reason: trying to curb binge drinking on and off campus
in hopes of losing its "party school" reputation. The articles
threw down a lot of facts and figures but the point is that
the kids at UF drink entirely too much and too often and
I was one of those kids.
I recently gave up drinking because I realized that, for
the most part, all the drinking I did in college, no matter
how fun it was at the time, left me confused and caused
quite a few awkward situations, not to mention completely
drowning my desire to think deeply or critically about just
about anything, which is probably why I stuck with my Accounting
major for so long. Anyway, this isn't my LiveJournal, so
I'll get back to story.
The University's actions are commendable because they are
in effect starting a war on a drug statistically more dangerous
than the number one enemy of the government's "War on Drugs":
marijuana, a drug not proven to have caused any deaths in
the estimated 60 million users in America. Alcohol, on the
other hand and as we all know, kills everyone who ever lays
a finger on it. Same goes for cigarettes. But, as long as
America is drunk, or dead, the people won't question
questionable acts. They will, however, bare their breasts
and go wild while on vacation in the Bahamas and post on
their own LiveJournals about how very drunk they
were and wasn't it awesome that they actually drove home
in that state?
I only drink imported beer.
Since America isn't 85% full of self-proclaimed Christians
(it is), churches are turning to marketing to reel in more
believers. One church bought an ice cream truck to make
"God's love real," according to Rick Ruble, a pastor at
the New Life Christian Church in Centreville, VA. "In some
way it communicates, 'They care about me.'" Yes, give fat
Americans MORE ice cream to show how much you care about
them.
This reminds me of the time I accepted Jesus into my heart
for an enormous Butterfinger bar. I got a free snack and
I still didn't believe in God AND some poor sap easily
swayed by giant candy bars was saved from a depressing life
ruining bible after bible with chocolate fingerprints. King
James doesn't stand for that bullshit. He'll revise your
ass straight to the guillotine, my friend.
[Ryan: I just wanted to do another one of these to keep
this joke of you including personal notes running as long
as possible.]
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8/17/05
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When you have a blimps-eye view, people look like ants and houses
like Monopoly pieces. World problems seem to be oh so insignificant
at 1300 feet as long as the ants can read the name on the blimp.
You would think that George Bush, being firmly rooted
to the ground 151 miles from the nearest blimp, would have a
different take on the world's problems, many of which he has
caused [RYAN: Here's a link to a
mapquest of my location in Decatur, TX to Crawford, where
George Bush may or might not be training on an elliptical machine
this very instant].
According to the Washington Post, officials in Washington are
saying that the "United States no longer hopes to see a model
new democracy [in Iraq], a self-supporting oil industry
or a society where most Iraqis are free from serious security
or economic challenges" and also that they don't expect to defeat
the insurgency, only diminish it. One anonymous official stated,
"We set out to establish a democracy, but we're slowly realizing
we will have some sort of Islamic republic." So, basically,
the United States just destroyed a nation. Excuse me, WE
just destroyed a nation. Every single one of us. And WE
won't even have a democracy to show for it.
What does POTUS think of all this? Well, we tried to reach him
for a comment but he was busy training to be the FITTEST
PRESIDENT OF ALL TIME! That's right, folks, President
Bush may be the healthiest President of all time. Historically,
the Oval Office proves to be hell on a Commander in Chief, presumably
because he is spending his time trying to run the fucking United
States, but not this President, oh no! This President goes on
two-hour bike rides, lifts weights, rides a stationary bike,
and attacks the elliptical trainer, a favorite of suburban moms
everywhere. Not like that fat fuck Taft, who sat around bathing
in bacon all goddamn day.
According to Bush, the people want a President to be fit so
he will "make good, crisp decisions." Decisions like which protest
to ignore today, which bike trail to follow, alternate vacation
destinations other than the ranch, and new, innovative ways
to fuck over not only the American people, but the peoples of
all countries. At least we can say our President has a heart
rate that rivals the top athletes of our time. Eat your heart
out, Lance Armstrong. LIVESTRONG!
In other Bush news, the White House just hired a new
head chef! It was a long and arduous process, but Laura Bush
finally found the perfect chef for her husband's unique tastes.
The dish that sealed the deal was the boundary-breaking and
utterly fresh Iraq-of-Ribs, a plate of the charred ribs of Marines
blown to a tantalizing crisp in roadside bombings. Mmm, tastes
like democracy!
In news one month old and not relating to our President and
his foibles, the top Canadian health officer has said that Canadians,
and thereby everybody, should limit their cell phone use
until the long term health effects are discovered. At a three-day
conference of the World Health Organization, Dr. David Butler-Jones
told the other scientists, public health officials, and academics
in attendance that scientists are "playing a game of catch up"
with the constantly changing technology of today's world. Cellphone
use may affect obesity in children and their social interactions
with friends and family.
I always thought it was normal for children shaped like Chicken
McNuggets to bury their faces in their text messaging machines
and GameBoys while having dinner with their family. There might
be other causes like fast food and lazy parenting, but I'll
go along with anything that gets cell phones out of the hands
of the kids that go to the movies on opening night and yell
across the theater, yell into their violently blinking phones,
and run to talk in person to the friends they just got off the
phone with who are sitting right in front of me just waiting
for my foot to slip off the back of their chair and give them
a concussion.
But seriously, be careful, Johnny Cochran died of a tumor that
doctors are tying to his extensive cell phone use. If the tumor
fits, you must acquit!
But seriously again, get a headset for your phone. You'll look
like a douchebag, but you can randomly yell out, "I TOLD YOU
TO DIVERSIFY YOUR PORTFOLIO!!" and people will understand that
you are a busy businessman or businesswoman. It works better
if you're a man. But everything does, really.
Blimping update: I am writing this from Decatur, Texas, 151
miles north of Bush's ranch in Crawford, Texas. If we weren't
leaving tomorrow and it didn't take over two hours to get there,
I'd love to visit the vigil being held outside of the ranch
and maybe yell " COCKSUCKER" as Bush rode by on his mountain
bike, but alas, it's not to be. I know yelling "COCKSUCKER"
wouldn't accomplish anything and it's very childish, but it
would fill this void in my chest that hasn't been filled in
years. While I was on night watch a few nights ago, a group
of drunk teens showed up at 3am to check out the blimp and hung
on the handrail like it was a monkey bar, which is really the
sole use of blimps in America. Oh, Lord in Heaven my eternal
savior, my life really isn't that interesting at this point.
Check out this
interview Shelby Cinca recently did with a Spanish-language
blog. It explains the breakdown of Decahedron and the
difference in approach he's using on his new Frantic Mantis
project with member of Division of Laura Lee. Oh,
and scroll down for the English-translation, I know you can't
be bothered to learn a second language because everybody knows
the whole world speaks English. Even the Irish.
Ryan didn't like my original joke: " Madonna fell off
her horse, kind of like when she filmed Swept Away! HAHAHAHA!
Entertainment news is HILARIOUS" so I had to write the following:
BBC reports that Madonna fell off a horse on her 47th birthday,
breaking some bones and taking a trip to the hospital. The article
also states that Madonna "wears sensible shoes around the estate...and
looks after her chickens," finally cementing Madonna in the
realm of the completely unfuckable.
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The President of the United States of America recently suggested
that " intelligent design" should be taught in US
public schools. He believes that life is too complex to
have developed through evolution, and an unseen power
must have been involved, ie God. Never mind that almost
the entire field of modern biology accepts and is based
upon the theory of evolution; never mind that there is no
scientific evidence of any kind to support 'intelligent
design' because it is about as empirical as Scientology;
and never mind that there is a thing in America we call
the separation of church and state. But listen to me blather!
The president told reporters that students should be taught
about intelligent design so they could better understand
the debate about the origins of the universe--again, never
mind that this would be taught in a science class and that
within the scientific community there is no debate. Why
for instance, here is Alan Leshner, the chief executive
of the American Association for the Advancement of Science,
and he says, "There is no science to intelligent design,
it's not even a scientifically answerable question."
Even those on the ultra religious right are cautious about
the president's moronic statements. "I'm not comfortable
with intelligent design being taught in the science classroom,"
said none other than Republican Senator Rick Santorum, who
is known for burning witches in a holy furor and attempting
to perform exorcisms on Senate Democrats.
The ironic thing about all this is that President George
W. Bush doesn't believe in evolution because he is in
fact not descended from monkeys--he still is one.
Hohoho, I am so clever.
You may not have been aware of it at the time but one of
the world's architectural treasures was destroyed in 2001
by the Taliban. No, it wasn't the Twin Towers because
a) they were not an architectural treasure, just some very
tall and very important buildings and b) the Taliban didn't
actually destroy that, al Queda did. No sir, it was the
Bamiyan Buddhas in Afghanistan.
The ancient and enormous Buddhas were carved out of a sheer
sandstone wall located on the ancient Silk Road linking
China, India, and the West. The two tallest Buddhas measured
55 and 37 meters respectively, which I am far too lazy to
convert into our inferior English measurements. Just trust
me when I say they were something like nine bazillion feet
tall--definitely bigger than you and your brother and your
brother's friend Todd all sitting on each other's shoulders,
in case you were thinking of challenging the Buddhas to
a game of chicken. After surviving for over 1600 years they
were dynamited by the Taliban for being idolatrous.
Talibaners were rumored to be angry that the ancient
Afghan Buddhas had no bellies on which to rub.
Ok, I'm getting to the interesting part just hang onto your
fucking underoos: the Afghan government has commissioned
a Japanese artist to recreate the Buddhas using multicolored
lasers! Fourteen laser systems, powered by solar
and wind generators, will project 140 faceless Buddha images
onto four miles of cliff-face for four hours every Sunday
night. During the laser show a copy of Pink Floyd's Dark
Side of the Moon will play while local Afghans get stoned
and 'pick up on the good vibes'. The Afghani government
itself even described the show as 'totally trippy man' in
their proposal. Laser beams!!
Do I really need a caption for this picture? The man
is a laser artist! He is a living Max Headroom!
In another part of the War on Terror™, Iran has started
to break the remaining UN seals placed on its nuclear
plant at Isfahan. The removal of the seals will enable the
plant to operate fully and, it is thought, unleash Satan
from his icy tomb in the center of the world and allow him
to open a gate into our dimension--like in the movie The
Gate, or better yet, The
Gate II.
Reactivation of Iran's nuclear program comes despite opposition
and pressure from nearly every world power, including Russia
and let me just tell you that Russia isn't exactly known
for its clear thinking. Then again, neither are we. Good
thing we invaded Iraq to stop all that nuclear proliferation
going on there.
Four British schools have been selected to test out the
potential use of video games in public education.
The project aims to find ways in which school teachers can
include video games in their teaching and will include such
million-selling hits as Number Munchers and Oregon Trail.
Does anybody remember that game where you're the fish deciding
if you want to eat other fish or run away? What was the
name of that? Please
tell me because it's killing me. Anyways, that joke
isn't totally irrelevant, because the test is attempting
to use commercial videogames not just traditionally educational
ones, although Number Munchers does kick ass. First up on
the educational menu: Grand Theft Auto.
In semi-related news, a 28-year old South Korean man has
died after playing an online computer game for 50
hours with very few breaks. The cause of death is presumed
to be heart failure stemming from exhaustion. The man had
not slept properly and had eaten very little during a marathon
session of Starcraft at an internet cafe. He had also recently
been fired from his job because he kept missing work to
play computer games ... like Number Munchers. There, I sort
of redeemed that one.
If you feel like dying from a video game, may I suggest
Cave
Story? It is free and insanely fun with a classic Super
Nintendo platform feel.
A day after NASA successfully returned the space
shuttle Discovery to Earth, a private company has
announced plans for $100 million tourist trips around the
moon. The company, Space Adventures, has already
sent up two space tourists and plans to continue using the
Russian space agency for commercial space travel. The trip
will circle the moon and will last from 10 to 21 depending
on whether or not foam breaks off the ship and/or the Russian
pilot is drunk. Space Adventures' research suggests there
are 500 to 1,000 people in the world can afford to do this,
meaning not you.
The Rolling Stones have unveiled a new antiwar song
called "Sweet Neo Con," chiding Condi Rice and Mr. Bush,
"You call yourself a Christian; I call you a hypocrite."
Perhaps "Sympathy for the Devil" would have been a better
name than "Sweet Neo Con". We at Bornbackwards salute this
effort although it's a pretty safe move now that the war
is unpopular and Mr. Bush's numbers are in the toilet. We
also will not be updating our Modern
Protest Songs feature to include them, no matter how
much hip shaking Mick Jagger does.
Either way, during the press conference to unveil the song,
Jagger continually licked his lips and referred to Condoleezza
Rice as "brown sugar", asking, "how come you taste so sweet,
Condi?" The other Stones were a little creeped out, even
Keith Richards who is himself entirely creepy because he
is an undead zombie.
Quick on the heels of Q and not U's breakup announcement
comes news of their future activities. Singer/guitarist
Chris Richards is already planning a full-length release
of solo material under his Ris Paul Ric name (get
it? Ch ris Paul Richards?). The solo songs were recorded
in Canada with laptop artist Tim Hecker. Ris Paul Ric currently
has a myspace
page with two songs up.
In case you're curious, the songs do in fact sound like
quiet acoustic demos of early Q and not U--with the jumpy,
innovative guitar work of No Kill No Beep Beep, none
of that crazy funk guitar he was playing on Power.
The songs also boast strange textures, like the rattling
cans on the end of "Purple Blaze", although apparently Hecker
isn't finished working his sound manipulation voodo on the
album yet.
In live performances, Ris Paul Ric will feature former Black
Eyes drummer Dan Caldas providing auxiliary percussion
and attempting to recreate Hecker's sound effects. A short
tour of the East Coast also features two other ex-Black
Eyes projects: Jacob Long's electro-drone project Earthen
Sea and Daniel Martin McCormick doing god knows what.
Harris Klahr, Q and not U's other guitarist, is embarking
on a remix project called President. A remix of Q and not
U's own "Wonderful People" is up on their
myspace page now. May I say that it just fucking awful?
Also, I'd like to just take the opportunity to thank Walt
for helping me to keep the news going the last few weeks
while most of our other staff is preoccupied. If you see
him on the street give him a high five and tell him exadore
sent you.
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In a recent poll, President Bush's approval rating
was figured at 45 percent. This is 1 percent higher than
last month's where he was at an all-time low of 44 percent.
However, it should be noted that when he began his second
term in January, his approval rating was at 57 percent.
So, congratulations, Mr. President. You've stuck to your
guns by starting your term with a high number (something
like a surplus, you know) and lowered it drastically in
the matter of months. Well done.
DMX faces a year in prison on charges of first degree
whack rhyming. Or maybe it was driving through an airport
parking gate while high. No, I think it was the lame rhymes.
Finally, justice is served.
Anyone catch that show Brat Camp? The one where they
take "troubled teens" and make them climb mountains and
stuff? Well, one of them was recently arrested for spray
painting racial slurs on the street in front of a black
preschool teacher's home. Now, it's bad enough that this
kid is a racist shit head who didn't learn his lesson while
climbing mountains and stuff but, I was particularly offended
when I read his profile on ABC's site for the Brat Camp
show, "Isaiah is an angry punk rocker who smokes, drinks
and has an obsession with fire."
Punk rocker, eh? What is this, 1978? Hasn't punk
been watered down enough that it's no longer scary to anyone?
Why is that clause even in his description? He smokes, drinks,
talks back to his mom, has an anger problem, and is a racist
shithead. Punk doesn't have much to do with it. So, captain
racist shithead has a pink streak in his hair, and he's
a dangerous punk rocker. Watch out, he's got a Misfits record!
He's gonna spray paint your place like some punk rock band
told him to. Look, Black Flag has a song called "Spray Paint"!
I swear, some people are beyond stupid...
It's official, " Chappelle's Show" is no more. I'm
sad, but at least I won't have a new "I'm Rick James, bitch"
to deal with this year. Charlie Murphy spilled the beans,
"'Chappelle's Show' is over, man. Done." Comedy Central
verified, and said that Chappelle is welcome to return whenever.
Of course he is, you know how much money that show made
them? They'd be nuts not to let him come back. Have you
seen "Mind of Mencia," for christ's sake?
Lovitt Records will be releasing a series of live
albums available only for download. I know for certain that
Frodus's "Live at the Black Cat" is available on
iTunes and eMusic as we speak. Why are you still reading?
It's a new Frodus release! I don't care, steal your mom's
credit card, do something!
In other Lovitt news, all of their items over $8 are 10%
off for the month of August when bought directly from Lovitt.
Take advantage of this. Bornbackwards suggests Sleepytime
Trio, early Engine Down, anything by Decahedron, and the
new Navies EP.
Jello Biafra is teaming up with The Melvins
for a second release. Some new stuff, some remixes by Al
from Ministry, and an Alice Cooper cover. Oh, and a Dead
Kennedys cover with updated lyrics. Wonder what that one's
gonna be about. "I'm East Bay Ray and I'm really dumb, I
stole Jello's main source of income..."
Green Day has pulled their back catalogue from Lookout!
Records, due to a dispute over unpaid royalties (seems
fitting after a Dead Kennedys post). Green Day has been
seriously hurting for the money, too, since they haven't
had any major successes in their career. [RYAN: Maybe you
should link to websites selling Dookie,
Warning,
and American
Idiot, for comedic effect. Oh god, we did this joke
already...]
Honestly, Lookout! admits fault in the situation, and says
that Green Day gave them some time to get their act together
since the label was hurting for money. After so long, they
had to pull the albums, which was a wake up call for Lookout!
Unfortunately, that means that 6 of their 9 employees have
been layed off. Hopefully, they can keep themselves afloat
without as much overhead. Then again, they did release that
godawful last Engine
Down album, so maybe we shouldn't hope too hard.
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