tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11309457894183354292024-03-14T00:37:45.359-07:00V I N S A N I T Y"There is a thin line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line."
-Oscar Levant- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-15372632848759624282008-12-17T11:40:00.000-08:002008-12-17T11:52:17.552-08:00Legend of the Four Suns<a href="http://sublime-dezine.com/images/aztec_calendar2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 900px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 699px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sublime-dezine.com/images/aztec_calendar2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>According to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graham_Hancock">Graham Hancock</a>, The Mayans believed we are living under what's called "The Fifth Sun" - after four prior and aborted attempts at creation. In each successive story, the creator became angry with the direction the creation was going, and destroyed civilization. The passage following actually refers to the Aztecs, but the Aztecs inherited the truest form (in the world today) of Mayan culture (according to most anthropologists).<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>From the book : </div><br /><br /><br /><blockquote>"<strong>First Sun, Matlactli Atl</strong>: duration 4008 years. Those who lived then ate water maize called atzitzintli. In this age lived the giants... The First Sun was destroyed by water in the sign of Matlactli Atl (Ten Water). It was called Apachiohualiztli (flood, deluge), the art of sorcery of the permanent rain. Men were turned into fish. Some say that only one couple escaped, protected by an old tree living near water. Others say that there were seven couples who hid in a cave until the flood was over and the waters had gone down. They repopulated the earth and were worshipped as gods in their nations...<br /><br /><strong>Second Sun, Ehecoatl</strong>: duration 4010 years. Those who lived then ate wild fruit known as acotzintli. This Sun was destroyed by Ehecoatl (Winder Serpent) and men were turned into monkeys... One man and one woman, standing on a rack, were saved from destruction...<br /><br /><strong>Third Sun, Tleyquiyahuillo</strong>: duration 4081 years. Men, the descendants of the couple who were saved from the Second Sun, ate a fruit called tzincoacoc. This Third Sun was destroyed by fire...<br /><br /><strong>Fourth Sun, Tzontlilic</strong>: duration 5026 years... Men died of starvation after a deluge of blood and fire..."</blockquote><br /><br /><br /><div><br />Further on ... </div><br /><br /><br /><blockquote>"The symbol of the <strong>Fifth Sun</strong>, our current epoch, is the face <strong>Tonatiuh</strong>, the sun god himself. His tongue, fittingly depicted as an obsidian knife, juts out hungrily, signalling his need for the nourishment of human blood and hearts. His features are wrinkled to indicate his advanced age and he appears within the symbol of Ollin which signifies Movement.<br /><br />Why is the Fifth Sun known as 'The Sun Movement'? Because, 'the elders say: in it there will be a movement of the earth and from this we shall all perish.' "</blockquote><br /><div><br />Unapologetically apocalyptic, to be sure - and the Mayans differed from the Aztecs in that they had a precise and projected date for the end of the world (which we are all undoubtedly familiar with) - estimated December 23rd, 2012. The Aztecs were fans of human sacrifice- believing they were staving off the inevitable by appeasing the sun god who would visit destruction upon the earth. The Mayans, I believe, were also under this impression, until the appearance of 'The Virachocha People', who instructed in the arts of science, agriculture, and architecture. They also taught that the gods would accept sacrifices of fruits and flowers, and that blood was unnecessary.</div></div>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-36634667662655644612008-12-17T10:50:00.000-08:002008-12-17T10:55:10.621-08:00Animal Collective - "Brother Sport"<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g3KtS5RWkkI&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g3KtS5RWkkI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><em>(watch this magic in high quality)</em><br /><br /><blockquote>Open up your<br />Open up your<br />Open up your throat<br />And let the 'oh'<br />Let that 'oh'<br />Let the 'oh'<br />Let them go<br /><br />I know it doesn't get any darker<br />Now that they've taking what you've got<br />You gotta open up your throat<br /><br />Matt!<br />Open up your throat<br />Noah's brother<br />Sport<br /><br />You got to wait all day<br />While you change what you planned<br />You gotta wake up in the mornin'<br />You gotta have a real good time<br /><br />Whoo! Whaaa x 100.....POHHHhhhhh pohhhhhhhhhhhhh pohhhhhhhhhh poh whooo poh whoo poh whooo poh whoo pohhh *Sick beat*<br /><br />You're halfway to fully grown<br />You've got a real good shot<br />You've got so much inside<br />Let it come let it come right out </blockquote>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-73011579580322676462008-12-15T23:08:00.000-08:002008-12-17T10:43:16.256-08:00Sometimes I wonderI wonder what the music at the end of the world will sound like.<br /><br />When the noise dies down<br /><br />And the waters pull back<br /><br />When grass springs in the dark crevasse<br /><br />And the buffalo test their worn hooves on the dust<br /><br />When the frail souls reclaim the Earth as it's mother.<br /><br />I wonder what type of primal beat will emerge- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-60582834218571137552008-12-10T10:30:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:31:49.497-08:00"Why God Why" - DJ OLIVIA NEWTON-JOHN<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8qQ10ouNaI&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8qQ10ouNaI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />Watch this joint in High Quality. The default setting doesn't do it justice.- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-13130788577030619022008-10-10T14:12:00.001-07:002008-10-10T14:16:08.698-07:002001<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrHRWGsCfN0&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrHRWGsCfN0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />The birth of violence, as envisioned by Stanley Kubrick.- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-76242047300410783382008-09-09T06:20:00.001-07:002008-09-09T06:49:17.800-07:00Hidden masterpiece: "Trader" by the Beach Boys<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVxWampoGGY&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVxWampoGGY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />How do I begin to describe one of my straight up and down favorite tracks of all time? "Trader" (sung by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Carl Wilson</span>) is on a proto-<span style="font-weight: bold;">Animal Collective</span> tip...seemingly years ahead of it's time with it's use of harmonizing backing vocals, cryptic lyricism, and lush, multilayered production. I'm sure you'll agree that this just sounds so unlike anything else in their catalog. The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Beach Boys</span> ain't all about "Surfin' USA," "Wouldn't It Be Nice" and the other bubblegum melodies we (regrettably) associate them with. If you pare away the disposable pop, you'll see that their underlying aesthetic reflected something much deeper (and in some ways darker) than what people perceive.<br /><br />Watch for the thematic shift at around 2:21. This has got to be one of the most beautiful, arresting, and sublime moments in music. To me, at least...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" >Making it softly</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Like the evening sea, trying to be</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Making it go</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Creating it gently</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Like a morning breeze, a life of ease</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Eyes that see</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Beyond tomorrow, through to the time without hours</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Passing the Eden of Flowers</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to live.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Embracing together</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Like the merging streams, crying dreams</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Making it full</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Begging intently</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > For a slight reprieve, a night of ease</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Hands to touch</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Beyond the sorrow, on to the force without power</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Piercing the crust of the tower</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to live.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Hoping</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Like a budding rose, humbling shows</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Making it.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Struggling lonely</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Like a desert field, break the seal, make it real</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Ears to hear</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Beyond the showers, on to the suns of tomorrows</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Burning the flesh of all sorrows</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to live.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to continue</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to go on</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to live</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to live</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > Reason to live</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Told you so...<br /></div></div>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-90415464921540775192008-09-06T07:34:00.000-07:002008-09-06T08:30:00.901-07:00iPhone Flicks, NY editionNever realized how much I would depend on my <span style="font-weight: bold;">iPhone</span> here. Shit's been my trusty sidekick - serving as my phone, planner, alarm clock (it's dope waking up to "What a Fool Believes" by the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Doobie Brothers</span>), GPS, internet browser, and now camera*. I find it somewhat unwieldy to carry my "proper" cam around...every time I see something I want to capture, I have to whip out it's bag, pull it out, put the wrist strap on, etc. etc.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Note: Does anyone have any reccos on cameras that possess all these qualities?: slim, small, lightweight, can be slung around the neck, high megapixel count, reasonably priced? Something tells me this exists in Japan or Asia somewhere...</span><br /><br />One other great thing about the iPhone is that when I'm taking a pic of something, it's less obtrusive and obvious. It usually just looks like I'm checking something on my phone when in reality I'm sneaking in a flick.<br /><br />Here we go...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKVQxS23iI/AAAAAAAACQ0/NfQUDVh1IYw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKVQxS23iI/AAAAAAAACQ0/NfQUDVh1IYw/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242917031555554850" border="0" /></a>I have never seen this product before in my life. This was at a Bed, Bath, & Beyond, mind you. Only in NYC. Props for the creative packaging though, eh?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKVj6olF5I/AAAAAAAACQ8/E1jz1eNLcww/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKVj6olF5I/AAAAAAAACQ8/E1jz1eNLcww/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242917360480098194" border="0" /></a>Taken at a cafe/eatery on 5th Ave. Guess they could have thought of a better name...maybe omitting the "tossed" part altogether. But then we wouldn't have this brilliance.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKW7af8v9I/AAAAAAAACRM/EtOdhIDpefA/s1600-h/photo%284%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKW7af8v9I/AAAAAAAACRM/EtOdhIDpefA/s320/photo%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242918863682453458" border="0" /></a>I finally glimpsed the elusive <a href="http://www.gourmetinyourface.com/">Gourmets</a> at this shoe spot* (I'm gonna have to get better with names) near the Broadway-Lafayette St. Station. For those who don't know, these kicks take inspiration (OK, who am I kidding here)...they straight rip various <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jordan</span> silhouettes and re-do them casual style with canvas uppers and rubber soles. First impressions? Honestly, up close, the quality left something to be desired. I mean, one look at the sizing "tag" said it all. It looked like a cheapo piece of paper textile you'd see sewn into a Payless shoe. Oh, and made in China. All that being said...I wanted a pair of the purple joints but they didn't have my size. $*&*@!!!!!!!<br /><br />*<span style="font-style: italic;">Note: At the entrance of the place were all these pics of celebs who had popped into the store at some point...I must've spent like 10 min. just observing. They had flicks of the guys from </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">ONYX<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Denzel</span><span style="font-style: italic;">, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Chris Mills</span><span style="font-style: italic;">, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Big Pun</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> (RIP), some heavyweight boxers, etc. Personal faves: </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Liam Gallagher</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> of Oasis rocking a white T and looking really disoriented and a young </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Chris Webber</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> at the counter with, like, 9 boxes of Timbs stacked up (no joke).</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKW7d7YAJI/AAAAAAAACRE/he-20uhQp2c/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKW7d7YAJI/AAAAAAAACRE/he-20uhQp2c/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242918864602792082" border="0" /></a>Finally checked out the famed <a href="http://www.rby45rpm.com/">45 rpm</a> store on Mercer St. Amazing storefront...the interior looks like you've stumbled into a backstreet in Japan. Cobbled stones, subtle lighting, tons of cotton buds stuffed into glass bottles, the smell of fabric in the air, awnings <span style="font-style: italic;">inside</span> the store and, get this - running water on the floor. Admittedly odd, but a nice touch and added to the ambience.<br /><br />Anyways, checked the denim. Superb quality, albeit all in a one-wash state (i.e. soaked once from the raw state). Maintained most of the "crispiness" regardless. Their staple jean looked decent. Honestly, their premium "Sorahikos" didn't look like that much of an upgrade. But I guess it's all in the details. You can customize the fuck out of them. For example, you can change all the rivets to sterling silver if you so pleased (oooh! blingin'). This is what intrigued me the most: you can actually have them perform different washes right there in the store. I think they range from a wash replicating how the jeans would look with 1-year of washing/wear, 5 years, and 7 years. This leads to the crazy, borderline insane, part. The Sorahikos cost <span style="font-style: italic;">$750</span> clams. Yep you read right. And according to the sales associate (who was super nice btw...fine girl at the counter as well), if you wanted the 7-year wash applied, rivets replaced... the total would come out to something like $1300 (!). Truly only for the dedicated denim-head. With deep pockets and maybe a trust fund.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKW7uEnmXI/AAAAAAAACRU/UBmHPldqdow/s1600-h/photo%285%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMKW7uEnmXI/AAAAAAAACRU/UBmHPldqdow/s320/photo%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242918868936530290" border="0" /></a>Graff at a bus shelter on 1st Ave in the Village. This is only the tip of the iceberg...much more of this type around the city.- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-72947629113347879622008-09-05T20:31:00.000-07:002008-09-05T17:34:22.790-07:00I ♥ NY<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMHDSrK4zsI/AAAAAAAACQs/ZHg3lak4vRE/s1600-h/andrew_wk1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SMHDSrK4zsI/AAAAAAAACQs/ZHg3lak4vRE/s320/andrew_wk1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242686166829420226" border="0" /></a>After 2 weeks here, I'm starting to understand what <span style="font-weight: bold;">Andrew WK</span> was <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wn8UNOiC1nA">talking about</a>.<br /><br />A brief rundown of classic moments I've experienced/witnessed so far.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*Note: What you are about to read is completely true, free of embellishment, and a fucking trip.</span>..<span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><br /><ul><li>A couple frantically having (pantomiming?) <span style="font-weight: bold;">dry sex</span> in a Stuy Town park around 10 feet away from where I was sitting. They were both standing, mind you, with the gal bent over doggie-style. Oh, and after they "finished," she walked over to me and asked me for a light.</li><li>"<span style="font-weight: bold;">Gay emo thugs</span>" (<a href="http://waitingforthec.blogspot.com/">Lex Diamonds</a> coined this one, props due) boarding a subway train and proceeding to have a dance recital, complete with choreography. Think braids, blowout fros and whatnot, crispy white tees, satin hoop shorts, and hyper-feminine mannerisms to top it off. Anyways, the last thing I saw as the doors closed on them was one of the dudes starting to sit on the other's face.</li><li>My flatmate Joey and I went exploring in the East Village, walking down 1st Ave. About a few blocks in, we're approached by a distraught and lost-looking, young white woman who asks: "<span style="font-weight: bold;">Do you guys speak English</span>?" before proceeding to tell us she was trying to find an address. Joey is as white as they come and as for me...shit...I don't have an excuse. I could very well come off as someone who doesn't speak, being asian and all.*</li><li><span style="font-style: italic;">*Side note: it took this girl in one of my classes 7 tries to figure out what I was. One of 'em was pretty obscure and one I've never gotten before: Laotian.</span></li><li>More Stuy Town hijinks: on one of the benches that surround the fountain in the middle of the park, a couple engaged in a heavy, HEAVY make out sesh. Dude was <span style="font-weight: bold;">fondling his girl's breast</span> like there was no tomorrow. Oh, and this was within plain sight of the say, 20 people seated around them. No shame, no shame...</li><li>An extremely graphic <span style="font-weight: bold;">eye-surgery video</span> playing on a huge flat-screen TV at a bar. Oh yeah, it was "free personal pizza with every beer" night so the clientele were in the middle of eating as this transpired.<br /></li><li>I was chatting with a <span style="font-weight: bold;">coked-out glam girl</span> (dried blood in her right nostril) in full make-up, get-up and whatnot, rocking <a href="http://www.shoebuy.com/bronx-zari-13100/212160/462778">these kind of boots</a> (sorry, don't know the name of the style) in a coffee grindery (?) on Orchard St. She was unemployed after being fired but was "not worried about it" (her words). So she finishes filling out an app for the coffee place...gets up and immediately loses her balance, half falling over and stumbling across the entire store without regaining her bearings before grasping a counter littered with coffee beans - spraining her right ankle repeatedly in the process. It must have folded over around 5x, no joke.<br /></li></ul>And that's just the beginning.<br />Going to post some funny pics next. Don't sleep!- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-20884417011273921492008-09-04T19:55:00.000-07:002008-09-05T14:40:19.693-07:00Lobizon "transformation"<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw_5C2GKKIY&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw_5C2GKKIY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Thanks to my bro <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ryan</span> for this gem!<br /><br />When I first saw this, I wondered what the hell a "lobizon" was in the first place.<br /><br />According to the <a href="http://scifipedia.scifi.com/index.php/Main_Page">Scifipedia</a>:<br /><p><b><blockquote></blockquote></b></p><blockquote><p><b>El Lobizon</b> is <a href="http://scifipedia.scifi.com/index.php/Argentina" title="Argentina">Argentina</a>'s <a href="http://scifipedia.scifi.com/index.php/Werewolf" title="Werewolf">werewolf</a>, a <a href="http://scifipedia.scifi.com/index.php/Curse" title="Curse">cursed</a> <a href="http://scifipedia.scifi.com/index.php/Human" title="Human">human</a> who periodically <a href="http://scifipedia.scifi.com/index.php/Shapeshifter" title="Shapeshifter">transforms</a> into a large, ferocious animal that resembles a large-eared dog, with legs like those of a child. According to local legend, only the seventh son in a family whose children are all boys can fall victim to this curse. </p><p>El Lobizon appears only when there's a full moon, and legend has it that the stricken man is especially likely to transform when that full moon falls on a Friday. Tales of run-ins with the beast suggest that it's quite difficult to subdue, shrugging off blows with blunt objects as if they didn't even occur. </p></blockquote><p></p>With that snippet of background, check the vid. You will not be disappointed.<br /><br />I dare you to not laugh out loud.<br /><br />P.S. Doesn't it seem like he has a bad case of heartburn at the onset of his "transformation?"<br />P.P.S. Dude has $$$ waiting for the taking in Hollywood.- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-69800876833181420912008-09-04T06:10:00.001-07:002008-09-04T06:58:41.673-07:00"We're Almost There"<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrm4Dp8dGbQ&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrm4Dp8dGbQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />My fave MJ song, straight up and down! <span><br />Gotta be one of the most</span> slept on tracks, <span style="font-style: italic;">ever</span>.<br />The lush, soaring string section, catchy bassline, uplifting lyrics...pre-insanity MJ at his finest.<br /><br />And on a totally random note, I also found <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=USgrJ3oUiWs">this version</a> of the song on Youtube. Why it's juxtaposed with <span style="font-weight: bold;">Duck Tales: The Movie</span> is beyond me. It's so surreal it makes my head hurt. The very fact that it exists is more cause for concern than global warming in my opinion...- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-14874905574275330072008-08-15T13:23:00.000-07:002008-08-15T13:41:03.949-07:00Um Err Ik Uh - Jumbo McNasty X Tropical Commodity<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SKXmZSMdAfI/AAAAAAAACQQ/I5zdolpJ9gM/s1600-h/5916535_eeeb2ff2a9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SKXmZSMdAfI/AAAAAAAACQQ/I5zdolpJ9gM/s320/5916535_eeeb2ff2a9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234843463943258610" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><span class="huge">"My dream is of a place and a time where America will once again be seen as the last best hope of earth.</span>"<br />-Abraham Lincoln<br /><br />"America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between."<br />-Oscar Wilde<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:51 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jumbo McNasty</span>: i dunno man, i get tired of this american individualism sometimes</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tropical Commodity</span>: yeah, honestly I feel like its all a sham...</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: if the mentality here is based on a collective whole, i dont think there would be as many wackjobs roaming around as there are now</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:52 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: we're a nation of fuck-ups</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>like everyone wants to be "free" and an individual and shit, but that just leads to madness</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:53 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: it does man, freedom cant be attained by isolation</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: so true</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:54 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>you need others to help you realize that goal</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>reach your full potential</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>you basically need love</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: in the classic sense</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: let me put it this way....</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:55 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>personal-growth wise, one needs "alone time" to realize who they really are</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>but the next step of growth </span></span><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>shouldn't be undertaken alone</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:56 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>one needs to share that newfound sense of self with like-minded peeps</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: because humans are social creatures. Deprive anybody of stimulation and they go mad</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:57 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: yeah...social stimulation...love, happiness, laughter</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:58 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: isolation, greed, freedom = madness</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">11:59 AM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: wow</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>this is a pretty profound conversation</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>imagine if we had blazed right before this</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: I'm trying to make it haha</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:00 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>that movie was fucking awesome last night</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: we might be writing a manifesto or some shit</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>Happiness? or Total Recall?</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: happiness</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: HAHA! I'm so glad you dug it</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:01 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>some people I watch it with don't give it a chance and just write it off as some weird ish</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:02 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: it was good, i thought it zeroed in on the intense sorrow prevalent in everyday life</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>phillip seymour hoffman is great</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: well put! like the title itself was the biggest irony</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:03 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>bc it wasn't really about "Happiness"</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: yeah its a complete paradox</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: dude, if you liked that...there are more films by the director (Solondz) that I know you'll appreciate</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: like what?</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:05 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: this one called Storytelling....welcome to the dollhouse</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>what was your favorite story arc in Happiness?</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:06 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: the fucked up kid</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: mine was the perverted Dad</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>yeah!</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>the Dad with the confused kid</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:10 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: how about P.S.H. busting a nut against the wall</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:12 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">TC</span>: LOL!!!</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"> </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">JM</span>: that guy always plays fuck-ups on the end of the line</span></span></div><div><span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">12:13 PM </span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span>u should watch boogie nights</span></span></div>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-77418808917410706882008-08-14T15:02:00.000-07:002008-08-14T15:38:04.169-07:00Verbum Day - Bay Brig X Tropical Commodity<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SKSyhjF41AI/AAAAAAAACQI/urqPncn8uV8/s1600-h/2748780752_da841c745d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SKSyhjF41AI/AAAAAAAACQI/urqPncn8uV8/s320/2748780752_da841c745d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234504956336722946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><object height="110" width="300"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/B0PtZLdXIq/aus=false/"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/B0PtZLdXIq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"></embed><a href="http://www.imeem.com/gman034/music/ywvKIo8A/9th_wonder_beat_7/">Beat #7 - 9th Wonder</a></object><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">*Please pause the music player on the right and bump this joint when reading this post. </span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Thanks and have a blessed day,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Management</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">VERBUM DEI</span>: (latin) def. "the word of God."<br /></span><br /><br />{<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">bay brig</span>}<br /><span dir="ltr" id=":r9">the average zero is more like an artistic hero<br />with organic meals, to dream worthy ideals<br /></span><span dir="ltr" id=":r9">shit out gold, so sweet that sold......<br /></span><span dir="ltr" id=":r9"><br />crisp.<br />californi<wbr>a sneakers.<br />walk everyday.<br />like sleeping whales they wash up in the bay<br /><br />{<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">tropical commodity</span>}<br /></span><span dir="ltr" id=":ov">the bay brig...high level intellect<br />don'<wbr>t sleep 'cause shes always on like the Internet<br /></span><div id=":ot" dir="ltr" class="h8iICe"><br />energy for days, the hydro power like waves</div><div id=":os" dir="ltr" class="h8iICe">rhyme flows like cyclones</div><span dir="ltr" id=":or">she represent from midnight to high noon<br /><br />{<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">bay brig</span>}<br /></span><span dir="ltr" id=":r9">b*tch u wont find me on xanga, working everyday on my block playing jenga<br /><br /></span><span dir="ltr" id=":r9">video. i'm a fiend, dark caves u not see</span><div id=":r9" dir="ltr" class="h8iICe">indian reservations are the ghettos of the earth</div><div id=":r9" dir="ltr" class="h8iICe">while the white collars cover the unwashed skin of dirt<br /><br />{<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">tropical c.</span>}<br /><span dir="ltr" id=":ok">just gotta stay true to the light<br />no fright<br />God's right<br />chest tight<br />breathe in -- exhale full might</span><br /></div><br /><span dir="ltr" id=":or"><br /></span>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-84692215883115027022008-08-14T02:47:00.000-07:002008-08-14T03:09:15.584-07:00Animal Collective - Reverend Green<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vc2Av1dY1p4&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vc2Av1dY1p4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />What I would give to see this brilliance live.<br /><br />To me, they are so ahead of the curve it's not even funny. Through their music, the Collective tap into feelings and emotions primal in nature. At the same time, there is a certain elegant mystery to the melodies...suggestive of a childlike wonder and a supernatural innate goodness in our world.- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-85392968643799810902008-08-13T14:17:00.000-07:002008-08-13T15:17:54.015-07:00And yet again, further proof that RACISM lives on in 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SKNRml3xm0I/AAAAAAAACP4/mXFChdl-S4Y/s1600-h/spain-topper.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SKNRml3xm0I/AAAAAAAACP4/mXFChdl-S4Y/s320/spain-topper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234116915377576770" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(note: my comments in </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">bold red italics</span><span style="font-style: italic;">)</span><br /><br /><div class="inside-copy">BEIJING (AP) — Players on Spain's Olympic basketball team defended a photo in an ad showing the players using their fingers to apparently make their eyes look more Chinese.</div> <p class="inside-copy">The photo, which has been running as a newspaper spread in Spain since Friday, shows all 15 players making the gesture on a basketball court adorned with a Chinese dragon. The photo was part of a publicity campaign for team sponsor Seur, a Spanish courier company, and is being used only in Spain.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">How this shit even got published as a spread AND has been running since Friday is beyond me. The fact that it's running only in Spain is pretty irrelevant as well. I'm sure that there's a large Asian contigent living abroad over there. Plus, Spain is home to some of the most metropolitan cities in the world -- all with ties to major media outlets. So, in short, shit was bound to leak into the public realm.</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy"> </p><p class="inside-copy">"It was something like supposed to be funny or something but never offensive in any way," said Spain center Pau Gasol, who also plays for the Los Angeles Lakers. "I'm sorry if anybody thought or took it the wrong way and thought that it was offensive." <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Uh yeah, Pau. Dick.</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy">Point guard Jose Manuel Calderon said the team was responding to a request from the photographer.</p> <p class="inside-copy">"We felt it was something appropriate, and that it would be interpreted as an affectionate gesture," Calderon, who plays for NBA's Toronto Raptors, wrote on his ElMundo.es blog. "Without a doubt, some ... press didn't see it that way." <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have Yahoo Fantasy Basketball love for you Jose (solid source of assists, low Assist to Turnover Ratio), but you thought it would be "interpreted as an affectionate gesture?" Never heard that one before. I guess people putting on blackface is affectionate in your book as well, huh? Dick.</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy">International media criticized the photo. London's <i>Daily Telegraph</i> said Spain's "poor reputation for insensitivity toward racial issues has been further harmed" by the photo. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tell me about it.</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy">"This was clearly inappropriate, but we understand the Spanish team intended no offence and has apologised," Emmanuelle Moreau, a spokeswoman for the International Olympic Committee, said in an e-mail. "The matter rests there as far as the IOC is concerned."</p> <p class="inside-copy">The OCA, an organization representing Asian-Pacific Americans, also found the photo disturbing. "It is unfortunate that this type of imagery would rear it's head at a time that is supposed to be about world unity," George Wu, the group's deputy director, said in a statement.</p> <p class="inside-copy">The Spanish women's basketball team also posed for photo doing the same thing, and four members of Argentina's women's Olympic football team were shown making similar faces in a photograph published last week.</p> <p class="inside-copy">Gasol said it was "absurd" people were calling the gesture racist.</p> <p class="inside-copy">"We never intended anything like that," he said. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sure, but you're still an ignorant MF.</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy">The Spanish basketball federation declined to comment Wednesday. "The players explained what happened," Villanueva said. "We think that's enough."</p> <p class="inside-copy">A Seur official in Madrid said the company had not intended to offend the Chinese people, but has no immediate plans to withdraw the ad, which is scheduled to run on selected days until the end of the games.</p> <p class="inside-copy">Seur has not received any formal protest or complaint from Chinese authorities, the official said on condition of anonymity because she was not authorized to speak publicly about the situation.</p> <p class="inside-copy">It's not the first time Spanish sports has encountered questions over racist attitudes, and the photo comes at a time when Madrid is vying to host the Olympics.</p> <p class="inside-copy">"We're surprised by the remarks of racism," said Juan Antonio Villanueva, the communications director for the city's 2016 Olympic bid. "Spain is not a racist country — quite the opposite."</p> <p class="inside-copy">Formula One driver Lewis Hamilton was subjected to abuse at a Barcelona circuit in February, while former Spain coach Luis Aragones also used a racist remark about France striker Thierry Henry to motivate one of his players. Monkey chants rained down on England's black players during an international friendly against Spain in a match played in Madrid in 2004, soon after Aragones' outburst. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Again, have we progressed at all in terms of race relations in the past 20 years? It's like it's all buried underneath this faux-"Disneyland*" reality where society tries to paint a perfect picture of how the world's supposed to be.<br /></span></span></span></p><p class="inside-copy"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">*You know how in Disneyland, there are a bunch of elaborate and beautiful facades (Main St. USA for example) that are absolutely empty. Just might as well be cardboard cutouts.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></p><p class="inside-copy">The basketball federation had just signed a four-year contract extension with Chinese clothing brand Li Ning shortly after arriving in the Chinese capital for the games.</p> <p class="inside-copy">"We have great respect for the far East and its people, some of my best friends in Toronto are originally Chinese, including one of our sponsors, the brand Li Ning," Calderon wrote. "Whoever wants to interpret it differently is completely confusing it." <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh so you have some peeps who are "originally Chinese" whatever that's supposed to mean. That makes it OK, right?</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy">Frank Zhang, Li Ning's director of government and public affairs, played down the incident.</p> <p class="inside-copy">"We don't think this is an insulting gesture to the Chinese," Zhang said. "In fact, the gesture shows that the Spanish team is so humorous, relaxing and cute. They sat around a dragon pattern, which we think showed respect to the Chinese. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">This is what really gets to me. The freakin' Chinese athletic wear sponsor's cover-up. Or actually, their refusal to see the reality of the situation. Just trying to save face and shit...it's disgusting. "...the gesture shows that the Spanish team is so humorous, relaxing and cute?" Give me a break. The longer Li Ning butters up this situation, the less respect they have in the eyes of the international community. But who knows. Maybe it all comes down to a straight up business decision. Maybe their ties to the team is raking in some big cheddar for them. Still though, I would love to see some semblance of self-respect and national pride in this case. $$$ be damned.</span></span></span><br /></p> <p class="inside-copy">"Li Ning Ltd. will not change any business plans with the Spanish team because of this," Zhang added. "People should focus on great Olympic Games instead of something else."</p> <p class="inside-copy">World champion Spain is 2-0 at the Olympics after rallying to beat China 85-75 Tuesday while consistently getting booed.</p> <div class="inside-copy" style="margin-bottom: 10px;"><i>Copyright 2008 The Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Let's GROW & EVOLVE for our own sake ya'll. This shit is straight up embarassing.<br /><br /></span></span></span></i><span class="huge"></span><blockquote><span class="huge">"Racism is a refuge for the ignorant. It seeks to divide and to destroy. It is the enemy of freedom, and deserves to be met head-on and stamped out.</span>"<br /><span class="bodybold">-Pierre Berton</span></blockquote><span class="bodybold"></span><span class="huge"></span><blockquote><span class="huge">"Racism is a much more clandestine, much more hidden kind of phenomenon, but at the same time it's perhaps far more terrible than it's ever been.</span>"<br /><span class="bodybold">-Angela Davis<br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote></blockquote><br /></span></blockquote><span class="bodybold"></span></div>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-29651796943940124312008-08-11T12:04:00.000-07:002008-08-14T02:49:46.151-07:00I ♥ Paul Mooney<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9cuX2uYOi4g&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9cuX2uYOi4g&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />His take on the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Michael Richards</span> controversy. Love his dig at <span style="font-weight: bold;">Greta Van Susteren</span> as well.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7T_FWTsRU_4&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7T_FWTsRU_4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Paul on <span style="font-weight: bold;">Letterman</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Classic</span> status.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iym7PuerE0U&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iym7PuerE0U&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-39057114207772808782008-08-10T04:06:00.001-07:002008-08-10T13:13:34.357-07:00Post-night out vid fest....Jus 'cause I can't sleep. Some Youtube clips I unearthed. Enjoy!<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOtUynO3O9I&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOtUynO3O9I&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Worth it for the guy demonstrating "<span style="font-weight: bold;">how intense you should do your crossover</span>" at the 1:50, 2:42 and 3:50 marks. HAHAHAHA!!!!<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4jNjhtoUP8&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4jNjhtoUP8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wonder Showzen</span> = brilliant. <span style="font-style: italic;">BEAT KIDS!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Choice Quotes:</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />"What is wrong with the youth of today?"<br />"Too much rap music."<br /><br />(same woman again)<br />"Do you think rap music is ruining our society?"<br />"No I don't. I think it's bringing us closer together."<br /><br />"Do you want a rematch, buddy?"<br />"Yes, hold my wallet. Gimme your microphone."<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeqV_kmNVQI&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeqV_kmNVQI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /></span>...and another! Couldn't help it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Choice quotes</span>:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"The girls here are as real as this plastic tree."<br /><br />"What do you think of Kirkegaard's notion of identity?"<br />(sound of wind blowing)<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-84817226328500617492008-08-05T14:31:00.000-07:002008-08-05T17:08:56.878-07:00Hope<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJjG7y1tx3I/AAAAAAAACPw/AwErPiNmp3I/s1600-h/pinoy+kid+laughing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJjG7y1tx3I/AAAAAAAACPw/AwErPiNmp3I/s320/pinoy+kid+laughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231149697752483698" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">But there's always hope<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Laughing children can attest<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Souls like candle-flame.</span></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /></div>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-5502735825884044752008-08-05T05:27:00.000-07:002008-08-05T17:09:27.600-07:00Haikus at the End of Western Civilization<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJhHru7w07I/AAAAAAAACPA/tJ7TbTRHiNQ/s1600-h/2532074745_8698bc858a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJhHru7w07I/AAAAAAAACPA/tJ7TbTRHiNQ/s320/2532074745_8698bc858a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231009783849472946" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Vapid posturing<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Pretentious sneers on display<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Vanity kills, yo.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJip9k-r77I/AAAAAAAACPY/z8d0LHul7Js/s1600-h/louis+V.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJip9k-r77I/AAAAAAAACPY/z8d0LHul7Js/s320/louis+V.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231117842554548146" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A life of excess<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Zombies hawking the false dream<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">God, have we maxed out?</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJjCuqE686I/AAAAAAAACPo/mmVavJP23Mw/s1600-h/SIMS+baby.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJjCuqE686I/AAAAAAAACPo/mmVavJP23Mw/s320/SIMS+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231145074015531938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The clutter piles on<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">People simulating life<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Hiding from the Light.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJisV8pBLlI/AAAAAAAACPg/6xWHE7MkGA4/s1600-h/pinoy+kid+laughing.jpg"><br /></a></blockquote></div>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-6458583482458007122008-08-03T04:32:00.000-07:002008-08-03T05:36:02.580-07:00Net Flicks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWk5tugngI/AAAAAAAACOw/gTEhS8KXT7g/s1600-h/751221191_fdb8eae75c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWk5tugngI/AAAAAAAACOw/gTEhS8KXT7g/s320/751221191_fdb8eae75c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267853694868994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWk0ZJMvHI/AAAAAAAACOo/ieCNgzsT5Mo/s1600-h/480530191_31173430d2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWk0ZJMvHI/AAAAAAAACOo/ieCNgzsT5Mo/s320/480530191_31173430d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267762270321778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWlNLTuhPI/AAAAAAAACO4/LOo5z3xVWWQ/s1600-h/846746476_0d7a5d89da.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWlNLTuhPI/AAAAAAAACO4/LOo5z3xVWWQ/s320/846746476_0d7a5d89da.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230268188053112050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWkr6a-SqI/AAAAAAAACOg/vWyjlhVSGqE/s1600-h/212076438_2d891d1e8e.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJWkr6a-SqI/AAAAAAAACOg/vWyjlhVSGqE/s320/212076438_2d891d1e8e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267616584420002" border="0" /></a>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-61064761556012994682008-07-31T03:41:00.001-07:002008-07-31T04:28:31.876-07:00Found Miracles<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJGXJUYFKaI/AAAAAAAACOA/HUTYeQBDhIk/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJGXJUYFKaI/AAAAAAAACOA/HUTYeQBDhIk/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229126828698184098" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJGXmwKh7RI/AAAAAAAACOI/Wklw3oQkrNo/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJGXmwKh7RI/AAAAAAAACOI/Wklw3oQkrNo/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229127334373747986" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJGYFsVIlxI/AAAAAAAACOQ/fy_Tla6hiDk/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SJGYFsVIlxI/AAAAAAAACOQ/fy_Tla6hiDk/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229127865920427794" border="0" /></a><span class="sqq"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(click </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">thumbnails </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">to enlarge)</span><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote>“You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. <span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle</span>.”<br />-Paulo Coelho</blockquote><br />As a visit to my <a href="http://www.greenapplebooks.com/cgi-bin/mergatroid/index.html">favorite bookstore in the world</a> attested, it really is just a matter of paying attention to miracles.<br /><br />They're right there staring us smack in the face day after day. It's only by sharpening our awareness of our own creative capabilities that they begin to manifest themselves. A recognizing of our own innate capabilities as humans to discern moments of the purest beauty and brilliant subtlety.<br /><br />Case in point: I picked up a copy of the novel that the movie <a href="http://www.requiemforadream.com/">Requiem for a Dream</a> was based on. Since I am a big fan of the film*, I decided to leaf through it...<br /><br />*<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Side note</span></span>: Even though it's definitely in my shortlist of best films ever, my first viewing experience of it was...um...not in the best of circumstances. Imagine sitting in the middle of a cramped 13-hour plane flight, reading lights dimmed around you, stale cold recycled airplane air wafting around you...and <span style="font-style: italic;">this</span> movie (of all movies) playing on the mini-retractable LCD screen in front of you. Yeeeah. That was me. And it sure didn't help my ever-present flight anxiety.<br /><br />But I digress. So I'm leafing through, reading snippets here and there. Pretty intense shit all around (I'm now seeing why the movie has the tone it does). Eventually I work my way to the back of the book, landing for some reason on pages 240 and 241. To my surprise, something is wedged into the crack between the pages. What else do I find but a flattened, yet perfectly preserved, <span style="font-weight: bold;">4-leaf clover</span>.<br /><br />What are the odds, friends? What are the odds?<br /><br />On the last page of the book, there's an inscription from who I'm guessing was the previous owner of the book. Blow up the last photo to read their message. They even included a dope <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W._H._Auden"><span style="font-weight: bold;">W.H. Auden</span></a> poem on there as well.<br /><br />Needless to say, I bought the book.<br /><br />Felt it was too much of a good omen to just disregard y'know?- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-352825089918932012008-07-29T10:09:00.000-07:002008-07-29T12:39:54.477-07:00Can fashion drain meaning?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SI9VmTOmDRI/AAAAAAAACLk/YNu0pE0VPrc/s1600-h/shemagh1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SI9VmTOmDRI/AAAAAAAACLk/YNu0pE0VPrc/s320/shemagh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228491808885312786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SI9U5NE1ZJI/AAAAAAAACLQ/E1yAIrswkT4/s1600-h/Last_Days_of_Yasser_Arafat_01-786262.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SI9U5NE1ZJI/AAAAAAAACLQ/E1yAIrswkT4/s320/Last_Days_of_Yasser_Arafat_01-786262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228491034139649170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SI9VeuHAcwI/AAAAAAAACLc/AV-bm5wGpQc/s1600-h/shemagh2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SI9VeuHAcwI/AAAAAAAACLc/AV-bm5wGpQc/s320/shemagh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228491678662292226" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Keffiyehs</span>...<span style="font-weight: bold;">shemaghs</span>...whatever you choose to call them. These desert scarves from the Middle East are now pretty much ubiquitous in the West. Urbanites the world over have adopted and integrated the scarves into their wardrobe, transforming them into fashion icons. Must-have accessories and whatnot.<br /><br />Anyways, my sister was telling me about how she was rocking one while shopping somewhere. Someone working at the store told her that he had been wearing one earlier but was told by a fellow coworker that "he should remove it because it offended his religion."<br /><br />This piqued my interest. First off, what religion would he be offending? If you <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shemagh">read up</a>, you'll find that these scarves were adopted by pro-Palestinian groups as well as those fighting for Palestinian solidarity. So if anything, wearing shemaghs would theoretically offend pro-Israel types. No specific "religion" is involved as far as I know.<br /><br />But then again, I could be wrong. After all, as much as I'd like it to be, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Wikipedia</span> isn't exactly the end all be all of information. I mean, anyone can fuck with an entry -- altering shit to suit their needs, letting their biases subtly cloud the truth, messing with stuff for a laugh, etc.<br /><br />I should know...I'm guilty of it myself. Haha! That's a different blog post altogether though.<br /><br />But I digress. Back to the scarves.<br /><br />The main question I'm chewing on is basically this: Can fashion <span style="font-weight: bold;">drain meaning</span> from an icon? Think of all the "important" iconic imagery and belief systems that have been mass-produced and converted into disposable bits of pop culture: <span style="font-weight: bold;">Che Guevara</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jesus</span> (is my <a href="http://www.jesusismyhomeboy.com/">Homeboy</a>), <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bob Marley</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Buddha/Buddhism</span>, etc. etc. To me, these figureheads have been overly diluted by their commercialization and have regrettably lost some of their resonance as a result.<br /><br />Or does it actually happen in reverse? That is, when an icon "loses" its momentum...its energy and potency, is it relegated to a mere fashion? A trend to be merely hopped on, ridden, and discarded when its use has been exhausted?<br /><br />Debate-worthy, no?<br /><br />In the meantime, I'll keep wearing my olive-green shemagh/keffiyeh. Why? Not 'cause I'm pro-Palestinian. Not 'cause I'm anti-Israel. I respect both peoples equally but I wear it cause I think it looks dope. And it keeps my neck warm...especially when you're chilling out on freezing outdoor patios <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/pier-23-cafe-san-francisco">listening to Reggae jam bands</a>.<br /><br />Oh and this may be T.M.I. territory, but it also doubles as a handy napkin. You know. For spilled drinks and whatnot.- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-36023210003321121942008-07-27T22:51:00.000-07:002008-07-27T23:11:06.616-07:00Sunday evening sentimentality<object height="110" width="300"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bfP6DMrrxB/aus=false/"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bfP6DMrrxB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"></embed><a href="http://www.imeem.com/jeannmo/music/B7p5GVMc/fleetwood_mac_songbird/">Songbird - Fleetwood Mac</a></object><br /><br /><blockquote>For you, there'll be no more crying<br />For you, the sun will be shining<br />And I feel that when I'm with you,<br />It's alright<br />I know it's right.<br /><br />To you, I'll give the world<br />To you, I'll never be cold<br />'Cause I feel that when I'm with you,<br />Its alright<br />I know it's right.<br /><br />And the songbirds are singing,<br />Like they know the score,<br />And I love you, I love you, I love you,<br />Like never before.<br /><br />And I wish you all the love in the world,<br />But most of all, I wish it from myself.<br /><br />And the songbirds keep singing,<br />Like they know the score,<br />And I love you, I love you, I love you,<br />Like never before, like never before.</blockquote><br />Dunno what is. Just feeling extra sentimental tonight.<br /><br />Can you imagine playing this song while driving home on a misty night, half-smoked cigarette clutched and glowing incandescently, reminiscing on loved ones come and gone...tears running down your face...<br /><br />That was me about 10 minutes ago, sans tears.<br /><br />I am such a sap.<br /><br />Think I'm gonna go watch <span style="font-weight: bold;">Match Point</span> and drown my sorrows in a pint of Coffee Ben & Jerry's now.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-89068536751548037212008-07-26T22:30:00.001-07:002008-07-26T22:45:19.775-07:00Something to bide the time...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIwIM6NnR1I/AAAAAAAACKY/ul8A-wm8m64/s1600-h/madvillainy-2-the-madlib-remix.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIwIM6NnR1I/AAAAAAAACKY/ul8A-wm8m64/s320/madvillainy-2-the-madlib-remix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227562285348112210" border="0" /></a><br />...as we wait with bated breath for <span style="font-weight: bold;">Madvillainy 2</span> to drop.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.stonesthrow.com/store/album/madvillain/madvillainy-2-the-madlib-remix">Digital-only DL</a> of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Madlib</span>'s reworkings of the original <span style="font-weight: bold;">Madvillainy</span>. From what I gather, he put these together as personal listening on a plane ride to Japan.<br /><br />Judging by the audio samples, I can tell it must have been one entertaining flight. He's combined a more left-field production aesthetic with what seems to be the original vocals <span style="font-weight: bold;">DOOM</span> recorded for Madvillainy.<br /><br />For those who don't know, DOOM and 'Lib basically had the Madvillain album finished and ready to go almost a full year before it was actually released. But with internet audio piracy running rampant, the shit was leaked early. To counter this, the dynamic duo scrambled and added more tracks to the "official" release copy as well as totally overhauling DOOM's flow.<br /><br />Originally, DOOM rhymed in a decidedly laid-back and borderline laconic tempo. On the re-do, his flow seems to be energized and more upbeat.<br /><br />So anyways, if you're a Madvillain fan, you can't go wrong. Plus, it's only $9.99.<br /><br />If you want to spend some real cheese for exclusive shit however, peep <a href="http://www.stonesthrow.com/news/madvillain-box">this</a>. Might be worth it for the dope shirt alone!- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-75696805117328869882008-07-26T03:30:00.000-07:002008-07-26T03:33:20.072-07:00Saturday morn hilarity<object width="480" height="387"><param name="movie" value="http://www.wegame.com/static/flash/player2.swf?tag=Thrall_s_Crib"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.wegame.com/static/flash/player2.swf?tag=Thrall_s_Crib" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="480" height="387"></embed></object><div><a href="http://www.wegame.com/game/wow/" target="_blank">WeGame.com - WoW Videos</a></div><br /><br />WOW Cribs spoof. Enjoy.<br /><br />Peep his "epic mounts." Haha!- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1130945789418335429.post-1155006286174446852008-07-25T11:32:00.000-07:002008-07-25T11:48:55.903-07:00Net Flicks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIof1dzutHI/AAAAAAAACKQ/GHIXbUpe5i8/s1600-h/855827425_a2ad33b4d7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIof1dzutHI/AAAAAAAACKQ/GHIXbUpe5i8/s320/855827425_a2ad33b4d7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227025320912008306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIofoJcOG6I/AAAAAAAACKI/x9n-tt_EKjY/s1600-h/1624058169_e64444f2ab.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIofoJcOG6I/AAAAAAAACKI/x9n-tt_EKjY/s320/1624058169_e64444f2ab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227025092106394530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIofeyTZX9I/AAAAAAAACKA/009QDZo0GRY/s1600-h/26730240_44fcba581c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AqCJ16g7Uvk/SIofeyTZX9I/AAAAAAAACKA/009QDZo0GRY/s320/26730240_44fcba581c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227024931276546002" border="0" /></a>- V I N S A N I T Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03396847363974041175noreply@blogger.com0