Title: Radical Thought
You know what would be an awesome tradition to start? On my birthday (such as today), all the women on my friends list should send me pictures of themselves in their birthday suits. Radical, I know, but hear me out. This tradition would ROCK!
Note: this was not as successful as hoped. I received only joke images and promises of genuine images yet to be recieved.
Title: New Career
Today I officially decided to become a Black-Tie Ninja.
Beware my Middle-Management Technique!
You have been warned.
Note: the tie was later usurped by my brother in an attempt to conceal his Overly-Wrinkled Shirt Style. This attempt was met with success and I have yet to get my tie back.
Title: When Subtlety’s Lost It’s Edge…
Or…Sometimes You Have to Smack Them in the Face.
New Banksy, his largest piece yet, a clear objection to limitations on freedom. If you think we have it bad here because of Bush, read up on how Britain has been transformed into a Big Brother-society. I hate to leap to conclusions, but it seems to me to be only a few steps and one charissmatic leader short of what Alan Moore showed us in “V for Vendetta”; but I digress. On to the art.
When I first saw this piece, I thought it was odd that Banksy spelled out his message. Even in Israel/Palestine, he let the viewer come to their own conclusion about the message. Then I presumed the Secruity Guard watching the boy was a tongue-in-cheek reference to his own new fame. The most hilarious part was when I saw the full view of the wall on which the piece was placed and read about how he erected a three-story scaffolding without being caught.
Note: I could not find the second, wider image to go with this, but just a few feet to the right of this piece is a cctv camera. This entire piece was done in direct sight of the enemy.
Title: Five Things: Quotes from my Playlist
Posted: Leap Day, 2/29
I’ve just been rocking out a lot lately, so I thought I’d share some. Here below are my favorite lines from the first five songs in my playlist.
Rest My Chemistry by Interpol
“And I’ve made stairways/ such scenes for things to regret/ oh, those days in the sun/ they bring a tear to my eye/”
While My Guitar Gently Weeps by The Beatles
“With every mistake we must surely be learning/ still my guitar gently weeps/”
Martyr for My Love for You by The White Stripes
“And I bet we could build a home/ but I know the right things for me to do is to leave you alone/”
Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge
“It’s only a crush, it’ll go away/ it’s just like the others, it’ll go away/ or maybe this is danger and he just don’t know/ you pray it all away but it continues to grow/”
I Saw Her Standing There by The Beatles
“Well she/ looked at me/ and I could see/ that before too long/ I’d fall in love with her/”
While often times my fews on the viability of love and it’s further institutions can easily be contrued as “cynical” or “anti-“, I think the songs above illustrate that even when we tell ourselves we are stepping back and resolving our own demons, we cannot help but encounter unknown possibilities. Maybe there is truth to the old maxim “it’ll come along as soon as you stop looking for it”. Or perhaps it’s just obsession. Certainly we all know people who are addicted to one behaviour or another. I’d hate to think of someone as “my new drug”, but in hind-sight, I think we can all easily call to mind at least one person from our pasts who would fit that describtion. Sometimes a fling is just a fling, but sometimes a fling is a fucking harsh life lesson. In fact, I will venture the following hypothestis; it is easier to stand tall and firm in the snarling face of adversity than in the comforting warmth of awful embrace.
When it’s all said and done, I wonder who will think of me as their “Best Mistake”.
By the way, the rest of the songs follow a vague narrative arc. I don’t think this applies to any one person so much as the natural cycle of my own love-life.
Then again, it could all be “true love” and I haven’t realized it yet…..