I don't disagree that the treatment of Tibet is shameful, but to blame working-class Chinese citizens for Tibet is like blaming me for the Shaw of Iran.
Nate
PS: That annoying new Coldplay song sounds EXACTLY EXACTLY EXACTLY like U2. Deny it! I dare you!
It kind of seems like he's questioning what she just told him: "Mommy, do we hafta have a reason for a hug? I mean, are you sure? You know, I asked around, and nobody else's mommy have a four hug per year limit. Mommy? Mommy?"
And with this, Kevin Smith's entry into the canon, the "I'm fucking ___" video trend has become the best thing Sarah Silverman has ever contributed to the world.
Nathaniel Tyson
PS
here are the other videos, in chronological order:
an·a·logue – noun 1. something having analogy to something else. 2. Biology. an organ or part analogous to another. 3. Chemistry. one of a group of chemical compounds similar in structure but different in respect to elemental composition. 4. a food made from vegetable matter, esp. soybeans, that has been processed to taste and look like another food, as meat or dairy, and is used as a substitute for it.
a·nal·o·gous – adjective 1. having analogy; corresponding in some particular: A brain and a computer are analogous. 2. Biology. corresponding in function, but not evolved from corresponding organs, as the wings of a bee and those of a hummingbird.
It's not that I didn't know the words, but I wondered what the exact definition of an analog was, so I looked it up. Once I found it, I was determined to find a way to retroactively make it worth my while by posting it here.
A good contextual example from my life:
The effects of sleep-deprivation and heavy drug use have recently revealed themselves to "have analogy". I'm doing the whole sleep thing, not heavy drugs. No worries.
Random "Yeahdude" on Bus: (laughing) Oh, yeahdude, so I found this fuckin AWESOME video online the other day. These fuckin American soldiers, were, like, in Iraq, totally WASTING down this street, fuckin, in one of those crazy-huge Humvee. They were like fuckin' all these other Iraqi cars up; just totally bustin them out of the way. And dude it was so fuckin' HILARIOUS cause that song, you know, that "MOOOOVE BITCH, get out tha WAY" song, was totally playing in the background! (more laughter)
mollyo: (after a moment of deliberation)...That's, um, kind of offensive, dude.
(ten minutes of silence)
Yeahdude: ....so, do you like State Radio?
Nathaniel
For purposes of clarification: A yeahdude is a subclassification of Massachusetts-area Bros. Yeahdudes are irrisistably attracted to MollyO and her dreadlocks. They frequently approach her with appeals towards her musical taste; namedropping bands like State Radio, Phish, Moe, or even The Disco Biscuits.
Some of my friends and I have a ridiculous(ly stupid) inside joke involving the timely utterance of "in your butt?" Think "that's what she said" and you've got the gist. I have to shamefully admit my role at the architect behind this joke, and I swear to spend the rest of my life finding a way to destroy this monster I have created.
Anyways, the reason I bring this up: two of my friends just pointed me towards a video that put me in my place.
Evidently "in the butt" as a hook can be applied to more than just pot-head humor:
What what? Indeed.
EDIT
Evidently this is a viral video from over a year ago. Samwell (the name of the singer) rode his fame all the way to a record deal with Fatboy Slim. I guess if it was going to be anyone, it was Fatboy. Remember that "Fatboy Slim is fucking in heaven" song? That was about on par with this, I think.
But that's not the end of it. The most bizarre development surrounding this comes courtesy of Wiki, of course:
"What What (In the Butt) was an official selection at the Milwaukee International Film Festival and the Mix Brasil Film Festival."
That's hilarious.
Evidently, 2008 will bring us the official retail release of "What What (In the Butt)" (great use of parentheses in song titles always gets me going), which I'm sure will tear up the charts...in some weird Scandanavian or possibly Latin country where they still say "discotheques" and do a lot of E.
I believe the sidebar to be the most underrated/underused aspect of personal blogging
So you better believe I put all of my effort that should be directed toward composing lucid, well-written entries into this sidebar. If you know what's good for you, you'll read all of it. In fact, you could probably skip the blog after you finish all of this.
My links are all to websites I vouch for and encourage the support of. And there's also some wiki entries to explain some pop culture jargon I might throw attcha. I'm pretentious that way.
I know what some of you are thinking:
Why should I care if you (Nate) vouch for a website? Who the hell are you (Nate) anyway? Some kind of...jerk....who assumes I can't think of a good insult(yep)?
However, the truth about my identity and credibility is far more sinister and unsettling than your delicate psyches can process...So, to clear up any confusion, I have a one question FAQ section.
I am a 23 year old white male. I was born in a hospital in DC, but raised in a cream-colored house with dark red window shades in PG County MD. I went to a year of acting school in Philly after graduating high school, but dropped out after freshman year. I spent two and a half agonizing years working for an unnamed Swedish furniture retailer (IKEA) in College Park MD before I decided I'd had enough and reapplied to college.
I am currently studying pop culture(ish things) at the tres hoighty-toighty hippie institute known as Hampshire College up here in sunny Amherst MA.
The reason I started this blog? I am obsessed with pop culture, especially its larger historical implications and contexts. Everything from movies to gossip sites to online comics. I can and will discuss everything that pops into my head. So deal.
