Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Charlie"Peanuts" Wilson, a children's story with "R" rating: ABOUT A CHILDREN'S MOVIE

Before reading this you must know at least one second language... Otherwise, restrain yourself from calling me ignorant... It's just fair... (Are you the civilization? Gimme a break, you don't even know where Afghanistan is)

I love children's stories, like Cinderella and all those grim settings, plentifully [I love this word, so I will abuse it] scare of death, mischievousness and your patriarchally driven grandpa...

El cuento de Carlitos Wilson is an interesting story with only half a minute of self-criticism... the last 30 seconds, when everybody in the theater were grabbing their coats with a soft laugh, more aware of the bad lighting than the innocuous epilogue of the innocuous movie... Cheap Propaganda like the pro-war, pro-military, pro-control History Channel, pro-self-centrism, pro-self-compliance, indulgent, pro-hate-towards-"the other", pro-retardedness, worst than euro-centrism, worst than slavery... and you dare to summon the gods of freedom? All of you are just clowns.

I laughed out loud [what is called here "LOL"] with the infantile demonization of the russian helicopter pilots and the contrast between a womanizer and cocaine user and their lack of compromise for a romantic relationship... And obviously I was the only one laughing when there was not an intended joke [I wanted to cry with the intended ones] in that Midwestern cinema.

"Support the troops" some say... I am very dumb, I can't understand how you can be a pacifist and support the troops. You are against the war. You realize that those helicopters were doing exactly the same than the US and British ones are doing now in Iraq and Afghanistan to the same civilians... You are politically correct, you "believe" in Human Rights...

PLEASE DO NOT SUPPORT ANY TROOPS!
DO NOT SUPPORT ANY DICTATOR, DO NOT SUPPORT ANY AUTHORITARIAN REGIME, DO NOT SUPPORT YOUR IGNORANCE, DO NOT!

On the way home I stepped on a very big airport... I stepped into a very big airplane... and sitting there I thought, as usual... The plane pilot upgraded some soldiers to first class saying that "freedom [gimme a fucking break] is not free" and asked for an applause...

... Mike Nichols's "Charlie Wilson's Story" is just like that, despite the firefighter and his family in front of my seat... and even [who knows?] the guy on the window side with the "army" cap and his "military history" magazine that he was reading... old enough to be a Nam vet.

Do not get me wrong [or anyone else here]... NOBODY WILL QUESTION THIS COUNTRY'S ORIGINAL SPIRIT TOWARDS REAL RIGHTS...
but, really, that cheap patriotism will only lead you to be... how do you call it? I don't want to be politically incorrect... "retarded"?

I LOVE THE US CONSTITUTION, and everyone does... PLEASE ENFORCE IT! Don't be a fascist!

And, by the way, that Phillip Seymour Hoffman guy is still one of the most talented actors ever! HE IS THE MOVIE, forget Tom Hanks

That is the face of pragmatism:

If you see the film, THIS is the character that will add to your understanding of any de-classified CIA documents:
[solo un insignificante ejemplo:]
http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0043843/photogallery-5
&
http://www.foia.cia.gov/
search for your de-classified History
...

Sunday, September 2, 2007

A Common Thread - Cocks, The Soldier, Teams Scoring, Member (More Spam Prose)

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Saturday, September 1, 2007

Spam Enigma: Act Two (I Was Deceived)

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nicely by the fire, licking her paws and washing her face-and undefinable, but powerful interest in the unknown youth. The latter, She generally gave herself very good advice, though she very laughter, by which he had been interrupted. I was deceived,

between his sister and Walter Brome, and told how a distempered intention of the murderer to conceal his victim in a chill and to taste it, and finding it very nice, it had, in fact, a sort I think youd take a fancy to cats if you could only see her.

you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her ordinary as you or me or Jenkins minor. It is sad to have to say that her idea of the tale was something like this:- Peter came next spring cleaning; and the strange thing was that he

far remote. The dust of martyrs was beneath our feet. We stood on and called out to her in an angry tone, Why, Mary Ann, what ARE a little bag and an umbrella. Michael is an engine-driver. Slightly blasted the spot, where guilt and frenzy consummated the most

But, alas, he forgot all about me. Wendy said it with a smile. She but it was too late now, and soon they settled down to being as The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, laughter, by which he had been interrupted. I was deceived,

telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, which looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw. merriment. Had the pastors prayed, all saintlike as they seemed, it enemy. But the delusion was not wholly gone; that face still wore a

looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw. dwell. Such was the apparition, though too shadowy for language to could not possibly reach it: she could see it quite plainly them, called out, Sit down, all of you, and listen to me. ILL

and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like leaves and berries in the Neverland, and her one fear was that he

Have you forgotten that this is spring-cleaning time?

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thinking chiefly of himself; and in the dim light her white dress be introduced, and another, chanced to be in kinder custody at the But she must have a prize herself, you know, said the Mouse.

Friday, June 29, 2007

Spam Enigma: Act One

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With respect to the affects of technology on society, we have children to distinguish between fact and fiction. And so long as In the INERNET era, information highways are the driving force reproduction of, for example, micro organisms that are the

is the idea rather than the artist's technical skills of a correlation's and adding continually to statistical base. substantial market. This would most definitely be a competitive As far as the present of technology in the sign industry is

always be able to notice something unrealistic about it, perhaps My chosen field is the arts. More specifically the graphic arts. computer screen accomplishing nothing, to sitting long hours of easy to think of all the possibilities, and easier to forget that

this to be true. I have been exposed to a remarkable amount of they'll go nuts and they'll lop off real peoples heads. No matter required, yet curriculums are now being augmented with courses has been akin to the experience of buying a Volkswagen and then

to prepare for careers in these new areas. Fortunately technology Jim: We think of it as mainstreet, but to the rest of the country INTERNET, imagination will flourish as they try to grasp the very beneficial and advantageous.

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through around the term "interactive," in order to confuse people businesses and universities. According to Molly, a character in integration, what will be the dominant culture adapted by all? course the state of the art in computer software. One of the new

care about "tomorrow" more than just for economic reasons. This tasks without coming in physical contact with another person. out, the software that is available right now is of almost no environment in a MOO is that other characters can only perceive

who talk a lot about terra-forming Mars and making it habitable. exemplified in the global economic system: European Economic benefiting increasingly from computerized information retrieval the World explored both these aspects fully, the connection kept

art that exists solely in the computer. Computer generated art eating. Or will V.R. be so amazing that people just won't get through around the term "interactive," in order to confuse people

Monday, June 4, 2007

War Zone

meet you her, my wishes,

bespeak her to my blisses,

and be ye called my absent kisses

(R. Crashaw)

I remember, yes, 21, the age of the end of all dreams. I wasn’t there. Had the first love of my life; one of those ones that can shake your bones. But I was fighting then, I wasn’t there. I felt it though, and I didn’t care about the imperial tanks. Didn’t you see me? I was the one with the stones flying out of my hands; I was the one showing you the stones flying out of our hands.

Now it’s all over, they say. Who’ll get us our beaten hands back? Who’ll stand for the land where we made so much love? There are bullets over the tomb of the child that was never born.

And, of course, nothing happened, I wasn’t there. Never kissed you. We didn’t even make love. You should be married by now. Of course is not about the land. Might be your brother in law, or my cousin...

And love’s there, anyway. Since I’m not there, I’d better speak for myself. Tell me, is it the same? Were you there? Are you here, without the love-marked places, family-marked places, the graveyards? My healed-beaten hands? Your abandoned cozy heart? They say it’s over, where are you? You might think I’ve been fighting in some strange lands, and maybe I’ve been, but I wish there was something like the telephone in future ages.

yes, i remember. i was not there