So I know I said I wasn’t going to talk about Korean pop music(musique/음악) anymore because last time it brought a bunch of fan-fic creepers out of the woodwork and I’m not eeeeeeven having that on my blog. Yes, I said not eeeeeeeven. Insert the appropriate neck roll and finger wave along with that eeeeeeeven. So this is a warning…I will be mentioning Korean pop music in this blog, but please no fan-fic creeper comments. They’ll be deleted, and if you leave one anyway, I’ll make cripplingly sarcastic comments about you in my real life. Okay?
If you consider yourself pro-life but are not also pro-child, then you are two faced and a liar.
If you vote for initiatives that make it difficult for a woman to terminate a pregnancy, but also vote against initiatives that would improve education, foster social change, and make health care more widely accessible for all households, you are a part of the problem, not the solution.
If you have fifteen virulent anti-abortion bumper stickers on your card but have never babysat for a young single mother or stood up to give a pregnant woman your seat on a crowded city bus, you’ve wasted your money on those stickers.
If you believe that adoption is always an option but would never adopt a child yourself even if you have the capability to–then you’re offering condemnation, not solutions.
If you do not value children, women and families–ALL children, women, and families, not just your own or those you feel comfortable with–but still believe that abortion and birth control and family life are valid issues for you to participate in the legislation of based on your lofty moral values, then you really don’t have any values at all.
Today’s title quote is from here:
Oh, and one more (unrelated) thing–
If you believe that gay marriage should be illegal based on the idea that marriage is sacred, but you still watch the Bachelor or the Bachelorette on TV–well, then you’re just silly.
I feel really ill. It’s raining. There was dirt on the shower floor this morning, and white paint(?) all over the back of the bathroom door. One of my housemates had some sort of porridge for breakfast this morning that involved most of our pots, bowls, and countertops, and very little washing up. (I hate porridge!) The radio is playing the same Pussycat Dolls song again. Some random Scottish guy is killing sea eagles. Meanwhile, some random Pakistani guy keeps feeding the pigeons on this street and they’re responding to his generosity by ungratefully splattering every square inch of the sidewalk with creamy white pigeon poo. There’s a spider the size of a terrier posted at the front door like some sort of bug bouncer. There are goofy commercialistic Christmas decorations up everywhere in town already. And did I mention it’s raining, and I’m ill?
Holy schnikeys, do you see the size of the cobwebs over by the Barack Obama post? I really need to pay attention to this place more often…
I am having a ridiculously chilled night. It’s been a long, busy day. Everyone else in the house is away. Now I’m home for the night and indulging in the following embarrassing things;
1)An extremely non-nutritious dinner and
2)A Michael Jackson music video marathon.
Thing the first; Remember the soul singing wannabe whose Blair Witch-style video I posted about back in July? Well, apparently, she’s read my(and several other people’s) blog wondering what her deal is…and her response is…um…interesting…(Warning; extremely bad language…)
Well Alrighty Then.
Thing the second; I haven’t written a blog for quite a while now. There’s a few reasons why.
Number one; I forgot the password and hadn’t bothered e-mailing for a new one yet, figuring that sooner or later, I’d remember the old one. Lo and behold, I did. Unfortunately, it’s later rather than sooner.
Reason number two; I’ve moved, and don’t have internet access where I’m living now.
Reason number three; general malaise. Life is pretty good, I just haven’t been feeling that great. I’ve had an extended case of the blues that occasionally deepens to a nice navy hue that makes it difficult to see past my own nose, never mind the route to the computer.
In any case, I’m sorta back blogging regularly again now. I just don’t have much that’s coherent to say.
Moving on…I’ve been really into strong visual images and ideas lately. While most of my creative energy is expressing in the forms of word and sound lately, I have a deep appreciation for the visual as well. And to me, this music video is one of the best mixtures of the three…
So many things to type about, so little time. (And even fewer brain cells.) There’s your life, my life, the news, the world, the beautiful weather and all of the things that are right, wrong and otherwise with all of those things. Too much for me to handle, y’all. I think today I’m going to indulge in my favorite form of escapism and share some music.
There may be some hope for Joss Stone–I’m kinda diggin’ Flowerchild, which actually has some semi-soulful lyrics to go with the music and the voice.
I’m also playing Sara Bareilles Love Song way too much these days. Don’t know why, but her seventies, Carole King throwback style has managed to hook itself to my eardrums and drag me to the most embarassing place possible to sing a random song snippet out loud at. (Meaning; T.K. Maxx in town. *shakes head at self*) I was a good little consumer and actually bought this one from iTunes a couple of months ago. This means that I can’t share it, because everything bought from iTunes is locked up tight and virtually unshareable. (Say it with me now; why bother, then? Because someday when I get some poems recorded, I don’t want folks jacking my hard-earned swagger as easily as I do now. I’m trying to put good vibes out now for then. It’s not working. Oh well.)
Let’s see, what else? I’ve been getting my cry on with Robin Thicke, my cool on withJill Scott, my dance on with Unklejam, and my even more embarrassing sing-a-long moment on with The Yeah Yeah Yeahs(yes, I know Gold Lion i old and they have a new EP out…but I still rock hard to Show Your Bones, and Is Is has had no effect on me as of yet…) And I know I’m late, but Rh Factor, Roisin Murphy (whose music video makes me want to curl into a fetal position and suck my thumb…it’s heinously weird) and 4Hero are all also getting major play on my iPod this summer…perfect music to sit in the park with a book and the sunshine with…ESPECIALLY 4Hero.
This all brings me to what I like to think of as my number one summer jam this year…don’t nobody laugh, but I think Timbaland’s The Way I Are is hot. to. death. I mean c’mon! It uses the melody from Push It, by Salt N Pepa! How hype is that, to sample Push It? The only thing better would be if they also threw in a little bit of the bassline from RU Ready at strategic points. (Oh, I might have to try that now…wait, no, thinking about that it wouldn’t sound good.)
The video, apparently shot in nearby Salford, seems a little uninspired to me(because I don’t recognize any of the football players in it, I guess), but it does mark the first time anybody’s seen Sebastian since Indian Flute about a decade ago…
And while we’re talking decades ago…and I’m overdosing us all on youtube videos…when I was, oh , I don’t know, fifteen or sixteen years old, I wanted to be Lil’ Kim for about two seconds. Then something else crossed my mind(mainly that she was kind of a ho and I was trying my hardest not to cuss, fuss, and talk pseudo-sexy trash at the time which made her a terrible role model) so I gave up on that. By now I’ve outgrown my chronically short attention–hey look a butterfly!–span, but I still remember seeing the following video and loving it so much I recorded it on a big ol’ VHS tape and watched it about 4 million times.
Now I’m going back outside to chill in the sun.