Thursday, February 16, 2012

"This Means War" (Unfilmed Realistic Script)

INT. CIA HQ, Langley, Virginia

In a room full of agents at their desks, divided by a center aisle, JAMES KIRK and BRIT MCACCENT, best of friends and fellow spies, sit across from each other.  Each are smiling at their computer monitors.

JAMES KIRK
My new girlfriend is fantastic! She's a bit older than I am and has some kids
with a bit of a douchebag actor, but if you don't pay attention to her chin and 
she's in a pushup bra, man, she's pretty damn cute.

BRIT MCACCENT
That sounds great.  My new girlfriend is fantastic as well.  She sounds awfully similar 
to your girlfriend, but then we're in the DC dating pool and the insecure divorcees here
are damn near interchangeable.  Not that I have a problem with that. 

JAMES KIRK
Do you want to do something guys NEVER do?!!!!

BRIT MCACCENT
Of course! I'm British!

JAMES KIRK
Let's get really giddy and pull up the best photograph of our girlfriend we can find. 
Then, on the count of three, let's face our monitors to each other, like macho, deadly
men would never do, and beam over our cutiepies!

BRIT MCACCENT
This is a bit frenchish for my blood, but fine

JAMES KIRK and MCACCENT start clicking away to find the perfect photographs of their girlfriends.  They are getting bizarrely chipper.

JAMES KIRK
You ready?

BRIT MCACCENT
I can't wait!

JAMES KIRK
1, 2, 3!

The two master spies whip around their monitors, only to see that they have the same picture up.  Clearly, they've been led on by the woman.

JAMES KIRK
Huh?

BRIT MCACCENT
Whoa!

JAMES KIRK
What a fucking slut!

BRIT MCACCENT
Yeah, it's not like I had drinks with her once; we're in a relationship.

JAMES KIRK
No offense, but I have to go get myself tested.  Who knows where else this lying bitch has been?

BRIT MCACCENT
I am right behind you. Again. HEEEYYYOOOO!!!!

JAMES KIRK
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That's awesome! But seriously, if she gave us something, I'm going to 
make her disappear.  You don't fuck over a spy.  

BRIT MCACCENT
I'll help

JAMES KIRK
Hey, since we work for the CIA, let's go ahead and put her on the no-fly list for shits
and giggles when we get back.

BRIT MCACCENT
Righty-O!

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

The State of the Union: An Objective Observation of American Politics

A Democrat President's State of the Union Address:






The official Republican response to that State of the Union Address:





A Republican President's State of the Union Address:

The official Democrat response to that State of the Union Address:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Other


"The idea of the Other

A person's definition of the 'Other' is part of what defines or even constitutes the self (in both a psychological and philosophical sense) and other phenomena and cultural units. It has been used in social science to understand the processes by which societies and groups exclude 'Others' whom they want to subordinate or who do not fit into their society. The concept of 'otherness' is also integral to the comprehending of a person, as people construct roles for themselves in relation to an 'other' as part of a process of reaction that is not necessarily related to stigmatization or condemnation. Othering is imperative to national identities, where practices of admittance and segregation can form and sustain boundaries and national character. Othering helps distinguish between home and away, the uncertain or certain. It often involves the demonization and dehumanization of groups, which further justifies attempts to civilize and exploit these 'inferior' others."

Sunday, January 22, 2012

A Modern Romance

caliamara3's new status message - bored...   9:51 AM
 caliamara3:  hi!
 Sent at 9:51 AM on Sunday
 
me:  Who are you?
 
caliamara3:  I cant belive you dont remember me
 
 me:  I don't meet many people w threes in their names
 
 caliamara3:  hey whats up? 22/F here. you?
 
 me:  Same old. Same old
 
 caliamara3:  hmmmm. have we chatted before?
 
 me:  nope.
as I say, I don't know who you are
 
caliamara3:  oh ok. i wasn't sure. anyways.... what's up?
 
me:  all I see is caliamara3
and I don't know who that is
 
caliamara3:  im like so f'n boreddddd.... there's  nothinggggggg to do
ohhh wait! i have a GREAT idea. have you ever watched a sexy girl like me strip live on a webcam before?
 
me:  oh. now I get it.
no thank you. have a great day.
 
caliamara3:  welllllll.... you could watch me if you want to?
 
You have blocked caliamara3. You can no longer see each other online or chat together. Unblock caliamara3
 

Friday, January 13, 2012

I Now Have to Microwave My Head. Thanks.

My mom got remarried this past weekend.  Good for her.  Gets me off the hook for taking care of her.  The ceremony was held at her and the fella's house.  They read their own vows.  There was lots of talk of "sunset years" (she being 62 and he being 74).  I was fine with the whole thing.  I'm an adult.  Glad she's happy.  I will say I turned a bit green when she vowed, in front of the officiant, and both families, to be his "companion and lover."  Yes, I'm 32, but, still, kinda gross. 

Anyway, after the wedding and the dinner, as I was preparing to leave someone asked mom where they were honeymooning.  Knowing her sense of humor, I immediately shouted, "Don't say...!" as she thumbed in the direction of the bedroom and said "in there!"  I'm trying to dry out after a particularly boozy holiday season.  I held to it, but damn if that didn't make me want to drown my brain in the sauce in hopes of destroying the brain cells that would remember that.  Mom saw the look on my face and laughed.  I got the hell out of there and did my best not to give it a second thought.

Mom has a first cousin she's close with, Bobbi.  Even though she's supposedly in her "sunset years", mom's not remotely dignified, as I always assumed happened when people hit some indeterminate age threshold (around 45?).  Neither is cousin Bobbi.  Those two seem more like wacky preteens when they're together, gossiping and teasing and generally jib-jabbering non-sensically and being awkwardly crude.

This morning, I awoke to the following facebook message from Cousin Bobbi.  Alcoholic brain damage will not get rid of this one.

"Your mother is grossing me out with 'honeymoon' talk. All I can hear and visualize is the sound of loose skin slapping...kind of like the sails on a boat before they catch wind! I must have a talk with her to keep this old fart honeymoon stuff to herself!"

Saturday, December 31, 2011

I notice things

In the new Frosted Flakes commercial, who the hell takes the kid outside to throw the football BEFORE feeding him?  Also, when I was a kid, I wanted sugar, sugar, sugar.  As an adult who gets exhausted around hyperactive kids, I'd be more tempted to feed him Valium Flakes, "They're...mellow..."


Thursday, November 10, 2011

Nerds, Geeks, and Dorks: A Definitive Explanation

I've been awfully quiet of late, I realize, but a) I've been writing a good deal (a collection of short stories about Afghanistan and Iraq) and b) I've been dealing with more than a little flare up of depressive funk having to do with my return.  The funk was not unexpected, to be sure.  In fact, in 2005, when I got out of the army (and out of Iraq), one of the reasons that I didn't immediately try to go to school and took a year off instead was to give myself time to re-acclimate.  At any rate, I seriously misjudged how long it would take to bridge.  I'd figured a month or three at best and yet here I am, four months in, and still dealing with it.  It's nothing to be overly concerned with.  It just is what it is and these things simply take time, no matter how much I'd love, right now, to be laughing and playing with puppies in a fresh mountain meadow of dandelions on a cool summer morning while unicorns graze in the idyllic distance.

I like mocking people. I just do. It's not the best personality trait of mine, but it is what it is.  As I've been doing it for a very long time, I feel I'm an expert on the subject.  When you also take into consideration my years of being mocked as a small child, boy, young man, and now man, I think I know mockery from all angles. Thus it is that I feel it is my duty to clear up what, to me, has become an inexcusable conflation of three of our dearest pejoratives.  Now, you may think that Nerd, Geek, and Dork are interchangeable, but you are wrong.

I, however, am not wrong. Ever.  I do have entirely too much free time and so consider things that others would  consider not worth consideration.  Fret not, my loyal readers.  I shall make this very simple.  I'll give the basic definitions and examples so that you may venture forth and rest assured you're not making inadvertent fools of yourselves.

You're welcome.

1. Nerd- The defining characteristic of nerds is, as we all know, intelligence.  However, nerdery requires a specific kind of intelligence, namely educational/intellectual.  Nerds did very well in school.  They read all the assignments and, even more so, read things that weren't even on the syllabus just to lord it over the rest to show just how advanced they were.  They are intellectuals.  They're the people who read Russian literature or Nietzsche in high school.  They do not outwardly show their nerdery in the way that geeks or dorks will.  What I mean by this is, whereas a geek will dress up as a red shirt and go to a Star Trek convention or a dork will dress up as Obi-Wan, a nerd will not dress up as Baudelaire, unless it's Halloween.*

*One area of blending that's difficult to determine is historical reenactors.  While amazingly dorky, if the reenactor is historically obsessive, the research and attention to detail thus are very nerdlike.  I leave it to you to choose whether they are dorks or nerds.  I can't explain it, but medieval reenactors seem dorky, but Civil War reenactors seem nerdy.

Utility of Nerdery- While nerds also memorized the quadratic formula and the periodic table of elements, scientific excellence is incidental to true nerds because the key to nerdery is that the intelligence has to be completely impractical.  Understanding Raskolnikov's parental issues and how they allude to Dostoevsky's resentment towards his father is all well and good, but it in no way, shape, or form produces anything that remotely contributes physically to society.  Sure, it's smart, but it's pretty useless if a nerd is stranded on a desert island.

Example of Nerds- people who read and discuss the merits of Jane Austen. 

2.  Geeks- Geeks are similar to nerds.  They, too, are intelligent, but in a very specific way.  They are intelligent about technology.  The guys writing code, the guys who insist on building their own computers, the guys who hack their cell phones to get the most out of them, those are all geeks.  They are unlike the nerds in that they might very well have not done well in school at all.  They didn't care.  They like gadgets, dammit, and they like trying to one-up their fellow geeks with the newest hardware or by developing the most innovative way to maximize performance of the gear they have.  Where their geekiness does truly shine, though, is in their love of science fiction.  Geeks will take the ideas of sci-fi books, magazines, and TV shows and devote a phenomenal amount of time to expounding on what was simply a plot device for the writer(s) and adding a startling degree of pseudo-religious fervor.

Utility of Geekiness- Sadly, geekiness can be very practical.  Advancing technology by pushing it to its limits is actually quite handy, but where they go off the rails is their cultish devotion to sci-fi.  Spending one's time determining the mass, velocity, hull composition, and shield strength of a ship that was on an episode of Star Trek Voyager for fourteen seconds is a phenomenal waste of one's time.

Example of Geekiness- Star Trek.

Dorks- Dorks' intelligence is incidental.  If there's something intelligent about dorkhood, it's completely by accident.  Dorks like magic and fantasy and become just as cultish about it as the geeks do about sci-fi. The Dungeons and Dragons kids? Dorks.  The Myst kids? Dorks. Though magic and fantasy are involved, a key component is that dorks have to go overboard with the object of their obsession.

Utility of Dorkhood- None, per se.  It's fine to like Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter.  It's not fine to dress as Gandalf and insist that you be called the Grey Wizard.

Example of Dorkhood-people who go overboard for vampires and zombies. Goths, despite their predilection for depressing poetry, are a subset of dorks.  Emo kids are neither Nerds, Geeks, nor Dorks.  They are simply a blight on humanity.
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Okay, I feel that's all pretty understandable.  Where the true confusion seems to be is when Nerds, Geeks, and Dorks blend.  The key to being correct is that one must identify the combination to determine the predominant trait and not simply and inaccurately mislabel based on first appearance.  I shall thus give these differences to help you with classification. The real difficulty isn't in separating nerds and geeks from each other, since the technology/sci-fi distinction is obvious enough (nerds read books; geeks read manuals), but in separating dorks from nerds and geeks.  As all their knowledge is ultimately trivial, trivia helps to separate them.  Nerds know general and historical trivia; a geek knows Matrix trivia; a dork knows Twilight trivia.

Dorks vs. Nerds

A dork obsesses over Lord of the Rings.  A nerd likes those fine but has read Tolkein's Book of Lost Tales. A dork likes The Chronicals of Narnia.  A nerd likes The Screwtape Letters.  A dork loves the various Romero Zombie movies.  A dorky nerd loves Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.  It's important to note that if literature becomes involved, then nerdy becomes the dominant trait. 


Dorks vs. Geeks
Star Wars is mostly dorky, with a slight tinge of geek, but mostly it's more about the Force, which is magic and thus dorky, as opposed to the space ships and light sabers, which are geeky.  It definitely makes no pretentions towards scientific plausibility.  Well, it tried with that cockamamie Midi-chlorians debacle, but I'm pretty sure everyone with sense decided not to admit the prequels existed.  A Dork makes his official religion The Force.  A Geek tries to build a light saber.  If you're still not getting it, check this out: http://stardestroyer.net/Empire/Essays/FiveMinutes.html
That guy is a dorky geek.


To end, I shall give a personal example.  I consider myself a nerd (though without the usual scholastic excellence).  I casually and pretentiously reference Ancient Greek literature (though if it were only mythology, as that might be considered magical, it could therefore be considered dorky).  I like Star Trek and Star Wars just fine but only "just fine." I've read the unabridged Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire and know the accurate title is really The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. Lastly, I spend thousands of words drawing distinctions between words that no one else cares about.  Thus I'm an occasionally dorky or geeky nerd.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Shameless Whores (Cussing Included)

So...

I know it's not 1855, or even 1955.  I'm not saying it should be. 

People have sex.

Good. Great. Grand. Wonderful. Terrific.

I don't think women (or men) who have premarital sex are whores.

However, standing in line today at the grocery store, I saw a tabloid with the headline:

"My Affair with Ashton"

and then with a tagline about the woman spilling the beans on her "X-Rated" night fucking a tv-star.

When the hell did adultery become something to proclaim and profit from?   I've never considered buying an US Weekly, but I sure as hell won't now.  And don't get me wrong, it's not because of this particular strumpet.  Sara Leal is her name,  I believe.

It's the same thing with Tiger Wood's whores.  Some of them were professional sex workers, sure, but the others were whores too. 

I'm bothered by the fact I know who Rachel Uchitel is.  I'm bothered I know things about her.  I know that her fiance died in one of the towers on September 11th.  Why is she being given money and put on magazine covers and granted TV interviews where they don't  simply say "she wrapped her vagina around someone famous and siphoned his celebrity"?

Again, this is not to say that Ashton or Tiger are not shitheads.  Of course they are.  But they're not trumpeting.  It's the shamelessness of it all that appalls me.

We don't even consider the fact that the reason the Kardashians are all over the internet and TV and magazines is because Kim banged a rapper, had it filmed, and (according to people who know about such things) had her people sell it to a porn company, all the while claiming it had been stolen so that she could have deniability about being a shameless whore (That particular move is called the "Pam Anderson"). 

Recently, you may have seen (how would you not have seen), she got married.  And wore a white dress.  Hysterical.

She banged a dude on film. She exposed herself in Playboy.  She went raw dog in "W", but was covered in silver paint, as though she weren't naked.  Then she had the gall, later, to cry, literally cry, about the pictures being more racy than she thought they'd be. 

Really?

The camera that took the photograph of you posing full on frontally wasn't invisible.  And yet you're crying because people can see your nipples? 

Shameless.

And the thing is, I'd bet good money that Sara and Rachel and Kim would take extreme exception to being called whores.  I don't know what their arguments would be, but I guarantee they'd have them.

"We're not whores!"

"You are literally profiting from fucking."

"But we didn't cause it.  It was going to come out anyway so we were trying to make the best out of a bad situation!"

"That makes as much sense as a woman getting payment from her rapist."

"Well, maybe she should..."

"No, you goddam shameless whore! No!  She calls the cops and they put him in jail where he gets sodomized repeatedly."

"But..."

"If someone 'steals' your sex tape, you sue the living hell out of him and never sign the release for it  (which any of those sex tapes need to be broadcast).  If you fuck a married golfer and people ask you about it, you don't sell them the voice mails he sent you.  If you fuck a hipster, camera-hocking douchenozzle, keep your fucking mouth shut and hope you aren't infected."

"But.."

"If I fuck a hooker, and I mean a real prostitute, I know that if people find out about it, people are going to label me as a loser and think I'm disgusting and pathetic.  I sure as shit wouldn't broadcast the fact that I did because I wouldn't want it impacting the rest of my life.  If I put it in the papers, I know I'm relegating myself to paying for sex for the rest of my life probably. Or sleeping with crazy women who somehow get off on my name being known (which apparently works for some).  No way."

"That's not how it is! Kim got married!"

"Yeah, and that guy should be ashamed.  Any men who are seen with any of you should be ashamed."

"You're an asshole."

"Yup, but I'm not a shameless whore."