I recently had a conversation with some friends about the inevitable future of this country: demography shows that by 2050 white Americans will finally become a minority, just like everybody else. While the opinion is generally that nothing will change (at least not for the people who are already minorities) I have a creeping fear of what it will mean for politics in the country, and how the discourse around entitlement, race, and national identity will change.
I have to send my deep regrets and a fond farewell to CNN’s everyman and resident old-guy-who-knows-the-internet, Rick Sanchez. Watching Rick misread the news, mangle impromptu interviews, and generally make social media seem at once lame and revolutionary was a staple of my unemployed life. It was like discussing current events with the guy at the office who, despite knowing absolutely nothing about the subject at hand, will go on and on about some garbage some stranger sent him on the internet. He’ll eventually pull other people into the conversation awkwardly, and he’ll always draw a strange and contradictory moral from even the most straightforward snippet or event. For two hours a day Rick made you feel like the smartest guy in the room. That his book is titled Conventional Idiocy is too precious for me to handle. His way of making weird references to gender, race, and religion got him more than one “Woah, ok Rick.” His obsession with being recognized as a legitimate anchor led to his eventual dismissal (also it’s not nice to point out that a secret cult of Jews run certain companies/industries and keep the rest of us down, EVEN IF THEY DO jk) but he was truly on the forefront of guys with real media jobs who took Twitter seriously and saw the promise it has for citizen journalism. If only he didn’t come off as a total doofus. Where will the big Sanchez […]
A little something from the beej messiah Vincent Gallo that a friend of sydiot dug up for all of you. Teh funniest part: Heavy set, older, red heads and even black chicks can have me if they can pay the bill. No real female will be refused. Enjoy.
In a radio interview that I linked to yesterday, Bryan Fischer of the American Family Association said something that got me thinking. He said “[…] we believe sanctity of life has got to be central to any genuinely conservative movement, belief in a creator and to defending natural marriage and resisting homosexual agenda.” (emphasis added) Now, obviously his insistence that our country’s military should be weakened by discrimination against gays is deplorable, and his denial of the validity of their relationships and families is equally shameful. But his belief that viable human embryos deserve the same right to life that a full-born human enjoys is one that I can respectfully disagree with. I am also on the fortunate side of this debate because of a certain SCOTUS decision that protects women from government intrusion into their medical treatment. But what if the opposite were true? What if a future US Congress, led by so-called “Right to Lifers” were to pass a Constitutional amendment protecting the ‘sanctity of life’?
[UPDATE: Apparently you can (and must!) vote for ShopLab everyday at the Pepsi Refresh Project. It’s super easy to sign in, especially if you’re already logged into Facebook. Keep voting and we can win! DOOO EEEEET NNAAAOOOO!] If you have ever produced a low-to-mid-scale play for a nomadic company in Los Angeles, or in any city for that matter, you know how expensive and inconvenient a temporary a shop/storage place can be. For companies without an existing space to store materials, build set pieces, or ways to move stuff around, these costs can drag down even a healthy budget. The time spent securing these resources also weighs on a production, and when it’s time to strike the show, there’s that sinking feeling you get when you watch perfectly good lumber, flats, large props or whatever can’t be stuck in the producer’s living room, get thrown in the dumpster and lost forever. The Solution. (click and vote, more below the fold.)
The claim of being “world famous” should really mean something in Los Angeles, but drive down any Los Angeles boulevard and you’ll see it abused indiscriminately. amirite? It’s hard to argue that any one burger could be world famous (besides the Big Mac, of course) but there are several that should be even more famous than they are. and while everyone has a personal favorite that they swear by, the fact is that not all burgers are created equal. It’s a point of pride for many Angelenos to know where to find the supreme cheeseburger. It’s a food so commonplace in this city, and this country, that a truely stand-out offering can be like a revelation. And now, my friends, you can have that revelation too. Here is the definitive list of LA’s top 5 burgers.
Because I found a bunch of them, here is a collection of lolcats related to the uncertainty principle. Enjoy.