Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Originally written 3 September 2005

News: Well, the letter in Blog Entry 11 got a reply. Unfortunately, it is one of those silkscreened replies that you get as soon as you hit the send button that paints him in a positive light even if you send him mindless spam. On to plan B: Send a revised copy to Cheney with frequent cursing.

Anyways, Here's my real essay of the day:
WOOT-FM
After reading about a site by Bob Barker (No, not The Bob Barker), who also goes by Toxic The Machine and Mark Hughes (His Real Name) about his Radio Station KRUD (Site: http://www.geocities.com/marko_is/), which broadcasts Friday nights from 7-10 PM Mountain Time, I decided to come up with the idea for my own LPA/FM Radio station only on for three hours on a friday night: WOOT-FM.
The Scheduele:
Sunday 12:00 AM- Friday 4:59 PM: Off the Air.
Friday 5:00 PM- Friday 6:59 PM: IT'S! IT'S! WHY! WHY! THE! THE! SHOW! SHOW!. Hosted by Me.
Friday 7:00 PM-Friday 7:59 PM: Simulcast of This American LIfe from WBEZ-FM 91.5.
Friday 8:00 PM- Saturday 11:59 PM: Off The Air.
IT'S! IT'S! WHY! WHY! THE! THE! SHOW! SHOW!: Best described as an extended version of my blog, It has me talking about current events as they actually happen, as opposed to writing a bunch of articles over a period of 2 months before Fran and Mary Ann finally get the blog up and having each entry put up in installments daily. It also has me talking about movies and books, and also occasionally playing music (esp. Classic Rock, Philip Glass, and Jazz music). This is like an episode of The Steve Dahl Show (Weekdays 2-7 PM, 105.9FM) condensed from 5 hours to 2, and with just one well-read guy with a left leaning mind and a twisted sense of humour. Intro Music: Fire by the Crazy World of Arthur Brown. To Understand why I chose this song, create a playlist, download John Lennon and Yoko Ono's Two minutes of Silence and Fire. Place the two next to each other in order on the playlist and play. It Creates a contrast because the former is exactly what its title says, and the latter begins with the lines I AM THE GOD OF HELLFIRE AND I BRING YOU...... shouted very loudly.

Band Name of the Day: Celebrity Animal Parties. During his recent trial, Michael Jackson described himself as a man who likes to hold "celebrity Animal Parties" for his monkey. Right.

Movie Idea of the Day: Untitled, it is a story of a bizarre indie film director who, among other things, dresses up in a dress and a ZZ Top Beard, Collects stupid-looking hats, and directs strange films (predominantly Fan Films of 'Manos': The Hands of Fate) Starring his best Friend The MC 900-Foot Torgo (His Real Name) and also another friend, C.J. (Cthulhu Jones) 1984erson. He, with his Egg Addicted Dad, live in a bizarrely vacant trailer park, and hold the title for "Strangest Family on Earth". But Not if the Michaelses, who own a hockey mask and Chainsaw store and frequently attend to business in what apppears to be a combination of a motorized wheelchair and a Barbershop Chair with built in Shampooing Sink to tye-die their hair, can help it.

Review: American Dad. From the Creator of Family Guy, comes a new show about The Smith Family: Ultra-Paranoid-Psychotic-and-Conservative CIA Agent Stan, His Wife Francine, Their Ultra-liberal (Green party) Daughter Hayley, Her Brother Steve (The Animated Millenial Bud Bundy), Klaus (The german Athelete in the body of a goldfish), and their crypto-homosexual extraterrestrial Roger (who is not allowed to leave the House). For an Animated show from the creator of a show that frequently has a habit of bizarre interludes about pop cultures that most people who saw the show never saw the movies they reference, No show, animated or otherwise, has ever simultaneously made me laugh and showed me how messed up America is today, except perhaps Beavis and Butthead.

Quotes: I normally wouldn't put two movie ideas in the same issue, much less in the Quotes Section, but here it is: Hitler Cheese. It is a low-budget film about a somewhat disturbed intellectual. I only have two scenes so far. Scene 1: The Man goes to the Art Institute. Perpetuum Mobile by the Penguin Cafe Orchestra is playing. He Sees Nighthawks and is mesmerized by the man sitting alone with closeups getting closer to the Man's eyes, and the Painting's Canvas, and ultimately, He Genuflects and bows his head. This is the only scene I plan to film outside my house. Scene 2: The Man constantly flubs the line "You know Billy, we blew it" from Easy Rider. I plan on this being the ending scene. I plan on putting Epigraphs on each scene. These include:

"They named a brandy after Napoleon, they made a herring out of Bismarck, and the Fuhrer is going to end up as a piece of cheese!"
__________Edwin justis mayer, To be or not to be

"And he said unto them, Know ye not this parable? and how then will ye know all parables?"
__________Mark 4:13

"And if thou refuse to let them go, behold, I will smite all thy borders with frogs"
__________Ex. 8:2

"Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord."
__________ Romans 12:19

" If a slave say to his master: "You are not my master," if they convict him his master shall cut off his ear."
_________ The Code of Hammurabbi no. 282

"Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody."
________ J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in The Rye.

"The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one."
_______ William Stekel.

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances."
_____ The First Amendment to The Constitution of The United States of America.

Site of the Day: http://archives.cbc.ca/IDC-1-73-851-4958/politics_economy/tommy_douglas/clip4
This is a clip from a famous speech written by Tommy Douglas, a Canadian politician, written in 1961 explaining via a fable why to vote for The New Democratic Party. Truer words were never spoken by a canadian. And I mean true in a sense of "Applies as much to America c. 2005 as much as it did to Canada in c. 1961"

Mouseland, was a place where all the little mice lived and played, were born and died, and lived pretty much like you and I do. They even had a Parliament. And every 4 years they had an election. They used to walk to the polls and cast their ballots. Some of them even got a ride to the polls. And got a ride for the next four years afterwards too. Just like you and me. And every time on election day, all the little mice used to go to the ballot box and they used to elect a government. A government made up of Big Fat Black Cats. Now if you think it's strange that mice would elect a government made up of cats, you just look at the history of Canada for the last 90 years, and maybe you'll see that they weren't any stupider than we are. Now I'm not saying anything against the cats. They were nice fellows, they conducted the government with dignity. They passed good laws, that is laws that were good for cats. But the laws that were good for cats, weren't very good for mice. One of the laws said, that mice holes had to be big enough, so the cats could get their paws in. Another law said, mice had to travel at certain speeds, so the cat could get his breakfast without too much physical effort. All the laws were good laws for cats. But oh they were hard on the mice, and life was getting harder and harder. When the mice couldn't take it anymore, they decided that something had to be done about it. So they went en masse to the polls. They voted the Black cats out. They put in the White cats. The White cats had put up a terrific campaign. "All that Mouseland needs is more vision." They said, "The trouble with Mouseland is all those round mouse holes. If you put us in, we'll give you square mouse holes." And they did. But the problem was that the square mouse holes was twice as large as the round mouse holes, so now the cat could get both his paws in. And life was tougher than ever. And when they couldn't take that anymore, they voted the White cats out and put the Black ones in again. Then they went back to the White cats, and back to the Black cats, they even tried half Black cats and half White cats. And called that coalition. They even got one government made up of cats with spots on them. They were cats that tried to make noise like a mouse, but ate like a cat. The trouble wasn't the colour of the cats, but the fact that they were cats. And since they were cats, they naturally looked after the cats, instead of mice. Presently, there came along one little mouse, who had an idea. My friends, watch out for a little fellow with an idea. And he went to the other mice and said, "My friends, why do we keep on electing a government made up of cats, why don't we elect a government made up of mice?" "Oh!" They said, "He's a Bolshevik" So they put him in Jail. But what I want to remind you, You can lock up a mouse or a man, but you cannot lock up an idea.

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