Dec 02
So it has come to this: “They are lucky we allow them to exist on the same continent.”
“They” are Canadians (that’s me!) and “we” are Americans.
If you haven’t heard by now, Ann Coulter (darling of the conservative section of the US) has blasted my country. The above comment was uttered on some Fox news show (for more details).
By what right does one country “allow” another to exist? (Let alone on the same land mass.)
Now that the Republicans have the House, the Senate and the Presidency; now that the Democrats can no longer be the “whipping boy” of intellectual discourse in the American landscape: Canada can take their place?
But in my usual manner of addresing things, I have two words for anyone who puts too much thought into these things: fuck it.
Fuck it all: Coulter is entitled to her own (however asinine) opinions.
Fuck them all: All who believe the tripe that is spouted by talking political heads on TV ought to be ashamed of themselves.
Yet at the same time, their comments are absurd. Not “I wonder what was going through her head when she said that” absurd, but a more cerebral absurdity. Comments like that make you step back and re-examine yourself. Lewis Black describes it best:
“I’ll repeat that, because that’s the kind of sentence that, when you hear it, your brain comes to a screeching halt. And the left hand side of the brain looks at the right hand side of the brain, and goes, ‘It’s dark in here… and we may die.’”
And then there are times when no words can be used to describe the situation; it is now utterly pointless to exert mental energy.
Oct 31
We’re in day 2 of “How long does it take for Prashant to notice that this blog has been reactived?”
Of course, I will be lenient with him: my colleague is in the midst of preparation for the most important test of his life. No, nothing health related (me thinks he be too young for a prostate probe), I trust his body is performing at optimum levels. Rather, he is currently studying for the Graduate Record Examination.
However, let’s leave him to his devices, vocab lists, math equations and writing modules, as I’m sure he’s revelling in his brief return to academia.
Instead, let’s turn our attention to more important issues. Not the election (neither of us will vote on Tuesday, and despite our strong political beliefs, I really can’t be fucked to add anymore anaylsis, commentary to it anymore – What Happense Will Happen.) Not anything from my personal life, cause quite honestly, its boring. And who really wants to read about what I had for dinner or breakfast, or who’s my latest infatuation etc. etc. etc.
Actually, let’s look at the whole culture of nosiness…. from reality TV shows, to personal blogs, to websites peddling up-skirt photo wares, voyeurism is running strong in our society. I will admit, I am voyeuristic. Sitting at some cafe in a crowded city, I enjoy watching people. People moving from point A to point B, people yakking endlessly to some mysterious party on their latest cellular device, people picking their noses, scratching their asses, adjusting
undergarments, people just being people.
People being themselves….now there’s a novel concept.
Oct 29
Wow.
Look at that date… Saturday, August 21 2004. That’s 69 days…. a lot can happen in that time. Unfortunately that’s not what happened here, at least in my case. I’m just plain lazy. No way about it.
However, even I’m disgusted at the lack of literary output being ascribed on this here blog. It is a shame in particular, since I write everyday in my professional life. I work in words, crafting them into the sentences, that tell my story. But as conceited an ass I am, I have come to realize that as a result of writing constantly, day after day, I haven’t been reading as much.
But enough about my sorry life, let’s perk things up a bit and talk about politics. Bush or Kerry? It is quite amazing to see a country practically split right up the middle. All this talk about swing states and the Electoral college, thrilling stuff. … Runs shivers down my spine…seriously though, this year will prove to be monumental I’m sure. History will look back at 2004 and marvel (or bemoan) the spectacle that was our annum.
If you don’t believe me, let’s just wait and see how the world is on November 3. We’ve already survived one apocalypse, but can we do two?
As a sign off, let’s see how long it takes before Prashant realizes that I’ve started writing the blog again?
I say 9 days.
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