Thursday, March 22, 2012

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Destroying the World for Dummies

So I recently watched The Grey, it was good overall. It's a film about survival, faith (or lack thereof) and wolves. Forget about hippie feel-good films like Dances with Wolves, with tolerance bullshit propaganda. Or pro-furry gullible messages like "nature iz ur frand". This film is crude and direct, like survival in real life. It shows us how you cannot sugarcoat reality, especially when a wolf is gnawing on your pal's entrails, few meters away from you.
Yiff this, motherfucker. I dare you

I won't spoil the film, but it has all the ways things can go wrong for people in the wilderness. How fragile is human life out in the elements, away from civilization, how we would get pwned by nature, if we were suddenly exposed to it. After finishing the movie, I suddenly felt thankful for all the things I have. Think about it, we have: electricity, running water, access to medical attention, devices to communicate, even the fucking public transport, I so much despise; all of this makes of our existence not a constant fight to survive.

If you don't asphyxiate, that is

And the thing is we've grown so comfy in our little homes, we don't usually stop to think how would it really be if it was all gone. It reminds me of certain debate I've had the chance to encounter several times on the internet. The quasi-anarchic "waiting for the end of world as we know it", "wishing for the collapse of society", the fallout fantasy and that crap.

I recognize where such desire stems from, you're frustrated with how society works, you're tired of your medium-low pay time-consuming mind-numbing occupation, the world is full of dumbfucks (this probably includes you and you don't even admit it). That's understandable, you want everything to turn upside down, destruction, the fireworks and then survival of fittest for everybody.

Yeah, sure, as if only you were going to survive for long.

The odds are you can't even stand living without fucking electricity. - I for one CAN'T do it for long without feeling murderous rage. - You're probably flabby or fat and the hardest activity you've ever done is mowing your lawn, not without extensively complaining about it. And the only self-defense method you know, is pressing ctrl or alt and clicking your mouse. But life in such post-apocalyptic scenario wouldn't be as easy as in a VG, you cannot save and reload.

But let's say you have some training and wits, you're almost like Ted Kaczynski and you can manage yourself without society. Or maybe you've watched enough the Bear Grylls program and you know better when to drink your own piss or not. It's not so far fetched my dear Rambo to assume, you might still fail because without order, and a defined hierarchy, life would be too hard to live on your own.

In a forum I frequent sometimes, totally for smart people, someone gave a solution to the overpopulation problem and the dumbfuck problem. "Let's just kill all the low IQ average Joes. And let's keep the smart people, the scientists, the great thinkers and artists". The final solution for losers doesn't sound as such terrible idea, until you realize the implications. For instance: who's gonna work in the fields and ship your food? Who's gonna work in the market, in the fast food restaurants? Who's gonna clean for all those great minds who are busy making breakthrough innovations?

Whether we want it or not, we need the burger flippers, these obnoxious basic human beings who find Lady Gaga philosophically deep. We need people to function in a level we're used to and we can realistically face, without being in constant danger and going back to a primitive lifestyle. What we don't need is so many of them (population control anyone?). - Even Ted Kaczynski had to go to town once in a while, to buy canned food.

This doesn't mean I don't understand the problems, on the contrary, but these aren't the solutions.

Tired of a decadent culturally empty society? Let's start by promoting "the right" ideas/opinions. Don't support stupid entertainment.

Law enforcement is a tool, don't shield behind "fuck the authority" to not get involved and keep complaining about the very system which has guaranteed your survival this far. If you want a change, learn your goddamn politics first and get involved.

Don't like your job? quit, do something else, adapt to other lifestyle if you have to.

But I suppose all of it sounds boring, it requires you to assume responsibility over your life and actions; not like in Mad Max or Fallout, the realm of fantasy where everything is thrilling and causality doesn't function like in reality. In the end of the day, you can shut down the computer, turn off the TV, go to your comfy bed and dream about the zombie apocalypse. Be glad at least you have that.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Horny 2012

Short post.

Remember the director of the Kony 2012 video, the one I talked about here?

Don't be mean, you guys, he was probably just
practicing some dance he learned in Uganda

For information of what happened, refer to this.

In short, Jason Russell, the director of the Kony 2012 video had a breakdown, went batshit crazy while intoxicated (on what?), masturbated in public, vandalized cars and gave us some invaluable lessons like: insane people can make a lot of money out of gullible dumbfucks. And you can't have a public breakdown in peace anymore, there will be someone with a camera around.

While in normal circumstances I don't judge causes, works, etc, by what the creator does in his personal life, this is entirely a different thing, the man clearly has issues, and the cause was misguided from the beginning (as I stated in my previous post). There's no much left to be said besides that.

I shall refer to Slacktivism as phenomena in the near future.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Saving the World for Dummies

The Kony viral video exploded this week, like a maggot filled dead horse. I read about the subject and watched the video last night, and I'm pretty sure you know what I'm talking about, since the video has gotten 56,647,137 views in 4 days, on YouTube.

The video has everything your average bleeding heart craves for: Africans, kids crying, the flat evil character, emotive music, hollywood-like production, a cause to fight for in the easiest, less inconvenient way possible. The recipe to buy a soul, to wash the white guilt in the western, with just a click, a small donation. It was meant to be a success. Starving kids covered in flies and bloated by parasites, don't have the same visual impact anymore, we've seen too many of those ads already popping up.

The video left me with many questions like: Who the fuck is Kony? Why is his name so ridiculous? And where the fuck is Uganda? Wikipedia saved my ass once again.

Oh yeah, now it rings a bell, that country in the film
"The Last King of Scotland

Uganda has already gone through a lot of shit, like Idi Amin Dada (who's portrayed in that film), alleged cannibalism, torture, killing; and no one gave a fuck. In fact, reading a small resume of the history of this country, when the hell have they been well? And suddenly because some dude with the hero complex makes some massive campaign to target tools and make profit of them, everybody cares.

It must suck to live there, but I won't claim I understand its complexity, after reading few articles online. Besides, it's their problem, their business. How come many of us are against American foreign policies, against interventionism, and suddenly it's alright to ask Americans to be the world police, assume control of the situation these persons have had years to repair, but haven't. And some could defend the action as: Americans would just train them, give advice. Give advice my ass. Are you now going to ask America to do, what you have condemned them for in the past? For going to Iraq and meddling into other country's affairs... Oh but yeah, NOW it's the right thing to do, NOW it's the time to act, fill the pockets of this shady organization, so you can sleep better at fucking night.

Yes, that's a shady organization, if you've not read about it yet, it took me less than five minutes to find information about it. Do I have to remind anyone that organizations like this aren't taxed? This is all clean money going to these random guys, but okay, it's your choice how you spend your money. Buy your pride "I support this cause" bracelet, but hurry up, Invisible Children has informed they don't have more kits to sell you on time until April.

It has happened with many causes already. All the faux activism, buy a shirt and get on your high horse, pretending you care, because you're easy target for emotional manipulation. Yesterday it was the starving kids, the pandas, the planet Earth, today it's Kony, tomorrow it'll be the tortured African women, then some endangered species, then more African kids...

Am I the only one noticing the pattern? No matter how much the world tries to help them, they'll always need more. The more people intervene, the weaker these persons get, or is it that they don't consider them self-reliable persons, to begin with? They're considered, like the panda, helpless, inferior. Deep inside many of these bleeding hearts don't want Africa to improve, they need them, they need their victims to save and play "the common folk hero" role. - Did I mention people living in Uganda are criticizing this campaign, claiming it does not reflect the reality of the country today?

Not only I remember Uganda for its crazy dictators, but their bills like one in 2009, where they intended to ban homosexuality, sentencing gays to death, and extraditing those citizens abroad to be judged. Yup, now your Kony bracelet won't go well with your purple t-shit supporting gay rights. You should wear the green one, instead, the one with the "save the planet" slogan.

Or better yet, if you care so much, start looking around you, see at your own problems, your own people and actually do something. That will be hard, you can't buy changes with $15 and sharing videos on social networks.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

I HATE YOUR... taste?

"You're okay, I like how you taste"

No, I really don't hate your taste. More like I hate how people decide to judge others just based on their preferences, and how they try to condensate their personality to be what they like and what they don't. I hate how people buy the nonconformist subculture bullshit. But that's too long for a title and otherwise couldn't have inserted the lame Salad Fingers joke.

It's fair to say everybody has fallen for that at some point, especially during teenage years, or maybe you're still a teenager (in which case sucks to be you, you're not even a complete human being, yet). In my case, as always with music, I found the non mainstream music genre: Black Metal. Loved the music, the screams, the themes, their attitude. And of course found my Black Metal acquaintances, it was the only thing that glued us together, because otherwise we hadn't much in common.

I always liked "strange" things, films, music, books. It's exciting digging for rare stuff because you can stumble upon hidden gems, skilled artists doing what's not very popular and more in my (creepy) alley. But some of these guys took it to the extreme. Everything had to be kvlt, super underground and unknown, or it wasn't good for them. The "sold-outs", AKA everybody with more than 100 listeners, are looked down upon, and suddenly because something becomes relatively popular it means it sucks balls. In fact you might not even dare to listen to other genres, because you deserve to be dead.

This is the kind of people I'm talking about. The ones who become elitist for no good reason. The ones who will embrace every part of their subculture, become a walking cliche, and shun all the other "sheep". As if covering who they're and conforming to a subculture wasn't sheep-ish enough.

This elitism comes in two forms, fans and haters. Do you like the The Beatles? Well, a group of people will tell you it's absolute overrated crap and you should feel bad. You don't like that band? Oh well, fuck you, you don't know shit about music and you should feel bad. Where's the intermediate point when I can enjoy some songs and don't give enough of a fuck?

But I know the reason why people adopt this mindset (besides the fact, the human body isn't flexible enough to fellate itself), they relate to their taste in the wrong way, it comes to form part of who they are, their strength, their identity, without it, there's little left and this isn't "cool" enough. Similar to what happens to nerds, but with more of a personal choice. The choice is going against the current and being different.

The horrible mainstream, which I must say musically sucks mostly, but not because it's popular per se. But in their eagerness to go against the mainstream they'll blindly reject everything popular. I generally ignore hyped crap, these persons hate it with passion, as if Justin Bieber went directly and raped them, killed their family and burnt down their homes.

It's true that our taste can tell a lot about us, just like visual cues, the way you react, your body language, habits, addictions, physical features. Even things like your chin could tell about you.

"OH GOD" That's all I can say here

Like yeah, you're a grown up man and you like fucking pony cartoons designed for little girls, you're fucked up in the head, that's true, you need help. But the odds are, you cannot be defined for that single aspect of you. I refuse to believe everybody is so simple. And the funny thing is while people go judging others for being so shallow and dumb, they're committing the same sin themselves. By now we all should know, everybody's a dumbfuck until proven otherwise, independently of what they wear and what they like.

Begone now, citizens, the show is over.