Scary Personal Ad of the Week

While writing the previous posting, I mentioned The Onion and decided to give it a quick. The Onion runs dating ads, and here was this week’s featured single:

Photo: Scary personal af from 'The Onion'.

Mention of both Joy Division (who edged out The Smiths as Manchester’s most depressed 80’s band) and Crispin Hellion Glover in his dating profile? Ladies, what are you waiting for?

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It Happened to Me

Overheard at the Bank Today

In the age of ATMs and internet banking, there are few reasons for me

to drop by my bank branch, but talking to a manager about a line of

credit and mortgages is still — thankfully — a high-touch

“face-to-face” kind of thing.

While flipping through The Economist (the issue with oil as the cover story) in an easy chair in the waiting area, I overheard two suits by the ATMs:

Suit 1: “I gotta stop watching porn, man. If I keep watching it, I’ll never be able to have normal sex again.”

Suit 2: “Yeah. I know what you mean.”


I was reminded of the old article from The Onion titled Romantic Comedy Behavior Gets Real-Life Man Arrested and I wondered: do people who watch too many “chick flicks” and “romantic comedies” get turned off normal dating?


Here’s a recent posting from MetaFilter that’s related:

(all links safe for work) Some

once hypothesized that as pornography became more accessible and more

mainstream, men in turn would become uncontrollable, ravenous sexual

beasts. I always thought this myself: a man will see something in porn

that a real woman won’t give him—Internet porn now caters in a click to

every fetish you can imagine—and he will find a way to get it.

 

My ex-girlfriend, observant and intelligent beyond her years, always

used to tell me the opposite: it wouldn’t turn men into beasts, having

their way with every woman they saw. No, it would turn them away from

women completely, libidos and their ability to connect with real

females weakened by the hardcore acts and impossible bodies that only

porn stars could give them. The porn would crave some intrinsic desire,

but leave both people in the couple lonelier and less fulfulled.

 

Now I think she was absolutely right.

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It Happened to Me

It Made “Episode I” Look Like “Citizen Kane”

Photo: Title card from the 'Star Wars Holiday Special'.

Even by the standards of television sci-fi in 1978, that was baaaaaaaaaaaaad.

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It Happened to Me

Sick Day Movie Watching

Nothing like a day at home sick to catch up on my BitTorrented videos in bed.

I’m about ten minutes into the Star Wars Holiday Special,a

video I downloaded a little while back and haven’t gotten around to

watching in its entirety until now. It’s been said to be so painfully

bad that George Lucas has

said that he wishes he could wipe every copy of it from existence. I have

vague memories of it as a kid — I think I was 10 years old and in the

fifth grade — but I do recall being thrilled at having another shot at

seeing my heroes.

Photo: Title card from the 'Star Wars Holiday Special'.

Click the picture to see Stomp Tokyo’s review of the Star Wars Holiday Special.

“It’s the Star Wars Holiday Special!” announced a voice-over, who then

went through the laundry list of principal actors from the Star Wars

movie.

Then, the warning signs started: “Introducing Chewbacca’s family! His wife, Malla! His father, Itchy! His son, Lumpy!”

Uh-oh.

Then it really hit the fan: “With special guest stars…Beatrice Arthur!”

What? I don’t remember Maude being on it.

“Art Carney!”

“Norton!” I yelled in response. I have no recollection of him being in the show either.

“Diahann Carroll!”

I vaguely remember. Didn’t she perform some spaced-out slow number?

“The Jefferson Starship!”

Them I remember. I was under the impression that they’d changed their name just for the special.

“Harvey Korman!”

What the –? The title card cut to scenes of Korman playing three different roles. Signs of serious crap to come.

Thus far, it’s been nothing but a quick scene with Han and Chewie

outrunning Imperial Star Destroyers followed by several minutes of

grunts and wookie pantomime. This doesn’t bode well.

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In the News Toronto (a.k.a. Accordion City)

A Poke at "eye" With a Sharp Stick

Maybe it’s the cold medication talking (I’m taking a sick day), but Kathy “Relapsed Catholic” Shaidle and I actually agree on something: that local alt-weekly newspaper eye’s latest editorial is cheap Catholic-baiting.

The

editorial starts with that typical

unresolved-rebelling-against-my-parents annoyance with the media

coverage of the Pope’s funeral and turns to challenge the figures on

the number of Catholics in the world:

But we imagine

you did see something or other of the funeral of John Paul II and the

induction of his successor in recent weeks, and that’s because there

are putatively 1.1 billion Catholics around the world. That’s one-sixth

of the world’s population. Closer to home, Statistics Canada figures

that almost half of our population — 12.8 million — is Catholic.

Which means papal doings would be of great interest and importance.

Ditto various Catholic issues, like abortion and birth control and

same-sex marriage. When priests and bishops speak, politicians and the

media tend to watch and listen.

But if they shifted their eyes

from the pulpit to the pews, they’d see something at least as

interesting as anything being said. They’d notice there’s almost no one

there. If they did a little digging, they’d also figure out that those

numbers — 1.1 billion, 12.8 million — are bogus.

This

is bold talk coming from a free alt-weekly dumped all over town that

probably boasts about the size of their readership when selling

advertising space.

However, that’s not the main thrust of their

article, which is “You’re probably not really Catholic, because you

probably do not buy into the tenets of the Resurrection and Ascension

or of Transfiguration. And since you don’t, we’ll show you how to

resign your membership in the Church.” Presumably after which we’d all

move to something more fitting with the eye editorial board’s aesthetic and political criteria.

Would eye ever publish an editorial telling people to waltz into a Passover seder and challenge the veracity of the ten plagues that were visted upon Egypt

in order to make the Pharoah let the Hebrews go? Would they suggest you

walk up to a Jewish friend, pat them on the back and say in a

condescending tone of voice: “Chosen people? You go on thinking that, honey…”?

I

would like to think that they wouldn’t and I consider that a good

thing. Of course, given the strange tendency of some progressives to

wander into anti-semitic territory, we may yet see such an editorial.

However,

if you really want to go after the religion that’s cool to practice,

try BCB — Big City Buddhism. Don’t get me wrong, I have no quarrel

with Buddhism, but I do with the people who practice it more as a fashion than as a set of beliefs, philosophy or approach to life. Such people exist, which is why one of the names in the McSweeney’s article, Proposed Indian Names for Certain White People

is “Thinks of Self as Buddhist”. Are you really a Buddhist if you don’t

buy into reincarnation — that His Holiness the Dalai Lama isn’t

version 14.0 of the same person? Would eye call you a

bogus believer if you don’t completely buy into the concept of karma, a

cosmic arbitration force/credit plan that guarantees that the good or

ill that you put into the universe will be reacted upon like Newton’s Third Law?

Probably not.

What rubs me most raw about this editorial is something that eye

would typically be against, and that is, the taking away of a group’s

self-definition and replacing it with an outsider’s one. It’s just

another strain of what they would typically decry: Orientalism, cultural appropriation or even the argument that I’m not really a Canadian.

I may not agree with all the policies of my religion’s official office,

but that doesn’t give you the right to make the call as to whether I’m

truly a member or not.

Only I get to do that, bucko.

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Music

"Total Eclipse of the Heart", Done Right

[via Honest Engine] By “done right”, I mean by the three-man Norwegian band Hurra Torpedo,

who perform the number with baritone Norwegian-accented vocals, electric guitar and several kitchen

appliances. Rock!

You can watch it in streaming Windows Media on the Milk and Cookies site or download it from these temporary download locations:

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Music

"I Ain’t ‘Fraid of No Goth!"

The only bad thing about mash-ups is that they could very well undo the

mythos that has built up over the years on the streets of Accordion City:

that the Accordion Guy can play anything. That’s simply not true. All

I’m doing is exploiting one of the not-so-secret secrets of rock and

roll: that most songs are based on one of about a half-dozen patterns,

or as we musicians call them, chord progressions. These are tried-and-true

arrangements of chords that are pleasing to the ear.

Take the classic I-IV-V chord progression. Played over 12 bars in 4/4

time, it’s the basis of every blues song. It’s La Bamba, Hang on Sloopy, Twist and Shout, Wild Thing and the muscial

proof for the existence of God, Louie Louie.

The I-VII-IV progression gives us The Smashing Pumpkins’ Cherub Rock, Bachman-Turner

Overdrive’s Takin’ Care of

Business and the “Bow down before the one you serve” part

of Nine Inch Nails’ Head Like a

Hole.

(Want to know about I-IV-V and I-VII-IV? Check out this

article on guitarnoise.com.)


That mention of Nine Inch Nails — one of my musical guilty pleasures

— is the perfect segue for this

mash-up on nathanchase.com that I stumbled across thanks to

one “Miss Fipi Lele” who in turn found it via a blog named largehearted boy.

Imagine Ray Parker Jr.’s Ghostbusters as the bed track for Nine Inch

Nails’ current single, The Hand

That Feeds. Then repeat to yourself over and over: “I

ain’t ‘fraid of no goth!”

You

can download the track from its creator, Nathan

Chase

or

Click

here to download the track from this site [6.2MB

MP3]

Photo: Cover for the mash-up 'The Ghost That Feeds'.