I am pursuing my dream every day.

I may not catch it. That should be ok.

I had the potential to try, and do.

It’s funny, the disparity between feeling indifferent and acting that way sometimes.

It’s funny how saying little to nothing is typically the perfect amount.

I’m finding it’s harder and harder to pay attention to action movies. I’m finding it’s harder to care, or follow a line when my brain is searching for relevance. I’m finding that more and more, people analyze things in a moral vacuum, and forsake differing individuality. I’m finding a lot of folks have a sense of ego that filters their world, and that while they use it to tool out what to pay attention to, it often tools them.

These aren’t criticisms anymore. I’ve learned to watch and go back to Jaidree and then we share there. I think I’m giving up a bit on trying to further outside causes. There are still things that are precious. Looking out for one’s interests is where it’s at. What one’s interested in may be something else.

I’m middle aged now. There’re trees in the northeast which change their leaves seasonally, but otherwise seem unchanging. All changes in a sapling are way more dramatic.

I’ve reckoned so many self-images folks have that end the end, seem like echoes of nothing. What counts is action.

So I try to accomplish. I do.

It’s better than nothing. Definitely better than an echo.

I feel like making war against stupids.

But stupids isn’t the right word.

Stupifiers.

I guess there was a time that it seemed like someone who could put someone else in a stupefied state had a certain kind of power. Let’s say you’re amazing on something like …..So You Think You Can Dance.  Chances are you’ve stunned a portion of the audience with yer movement, cause that’s what it takes.  Being able to induce a stupor in your audience seems like, maybe that’s a positive.

But today I’m all “Nah.

That aint Stupefaction.”

Let’s tease this apart: that feel you get from a good dancer is inspiration. That’s wow.   Wow is one of the parts of being stupefied.  Inspiration is not.

I’m deciding today that folks who stupefy, halt and shunt the intelligent centers of another’s being — those gears that’d turn and help to actualize another — I hate them.  They’re anti-individual.  And it’s funny because, everyone belongs to a class, everyone belongs to a race, and everyone has their own spiritual ideology, yet it’s a fanatic of one of these things who are often the biggest proponents of individual-eating.

An individual can tell that they’re encountering one such fanatic when they honestly listen, and feel stupefied.

It’s different than being shocked into halting and paying attention to an individual with sweetass moves.

When you watch those amazing dancers and are wow’d — to the point that you’re frozen and FEEL like saying you’ve been stupefied — I argue that you’re processing for your body to do the same.  Check the skaters in video above.  Chances are, your feelings are a mix of many things, one of which being putting yourself in their skates and realizing a differential in talent.

That’s not being stupefied though.  That’s realizing something.

Nope, stupefiers have a stupid-ass view of the world, and they infect others with it.

A use of intelligence around an aggressive stupefier will be halted, then have to back track.  It will have to stop all foward progress and get itself out of that stupid ditch.  Talented stupefiers, they will put mud on the tires of your metaphorical brain-car and it takes a certain kind of prepared intelligence to put mental kitty litters to get yourself out.

Perfect example: Almost anytime Trump runs on blowhard.

I have a buddy who made a wonderful point about how Pride month is less about bumming dudes, as much as respecting / not disrespecting another’s individuality.
That’s really the point here too.

That thar is the point to me, always.  We need to remember that we’re a society of individuals. I think the greatest sin a human can have is precluding the individuality of another which was not actually harmful or bad, and actually would have lead to enjoyment.  It’s like, a basic definition of Good and Evil.  And I like that, because it’s simple, but applies deeply.  The opposite of good is not a black dressed “I AM ARCH, HA! HA! HA!”  Like, that’s really rare, and few people who’re guilty of repetitive evils actually think they’re evil.  Lots of people who commit grave sins are super self-justified (dangerous game there) and too stupid to see what they’re actually doing.

The opposite of good = the opposite of the heartedness that would facilitate a better humanity.

So let’s walk away from this point of individuality, to the other side.  What do these blackhearted, unhappy evil fucks out there see people as, if not individuals?

I start to think: Havers.

I’m believing these tools see people as havers.

“He has a job with X prestige and probably X salary.  He has a relationship with X chance for bearing children, because having X children gives you X points on your death’s score card.  He has X property.  He has X vacation.  He has X personality traits which he used to obtain the power he has in X domains of his existence.”

This must be how I come across to people who are satisfied with these inferred answers after hearing things like “Oh he works in finance and his prospects appear to be ____” and walk away.

Fucking koont. Sucked into the dark side and I doubt they know it.

They have an impact of only wanting to hear scores, and they suck at parties.  I think they’re pretty much the main reason I don’t want to go to your party — cause I’m not certain you won’t have people out there like that.

I want it to be common sense that there are people with BA’s out there who have contributed to their field more than advanced degrees. I understand the point of an advanced degree is to help parse out the greater contributors, and help CLEARLY demarcate who’s supposed to be more advanced, but the fact is not always.

Havers of an English Ph. D generally do not write the world’s most amazing fiction.  Not even close.  They study those guys who got a BA — if that — all the time though. There’re Ph.D’s who got their research ideas from a BA thinking from left field. There’re great programmers who barely completed formal college, and your doctor’s organization is based on their App.

I want people to use this common sense to take an interest in the actual work of an individual, or to touch instead on other things they’re actually interested in with other individuals.

Some people think that’s an amazing way to relate.

Havers of individuality make and push the world. I’m afraid even I have family who doesn’t know how to register that.  I’m guessing that’s the case most of the time. And even believing that, I want to kick and scream at it as a first reflex, and then I have to practice indifference.

Look at my indifference.
I don’t care about your indifference.
(I guess it’s a shame that your indifference means you are not one of the people who should be reading about my indifference.)
This entry is fun.

But yeah,

Old White America seems like it used to keep life days as points on a scorecard, to see if God will accept your existence at the end and reward you by putting you in a place where you’re on Molly all the time, and some of those people you liked in life may or may not be there.  Why is this such a huge facet of human nature – being ruled by the idea of having these points?

There are obviously other options some of us choose to embrace.

I’ve been playing with the ideas of warm-heartedness, compassion, antagonization and indifference.  These are all emotions that can be actively put up but take energy.  And if they don’t harmonize with one’s internal state, it leads to all sorts of psychological dynamics I still wanna put into paradigms.  I don’t have ’em concretely enough to say ’em here.  But I know these things are all possible answers to those who aggressively see against the way I think I see life. Stupefiers.  Idiots.

Because I really do want to make war with the idiots who say things that stupefy.  People who aren’t dicks, but assholes, and attack others with their terrible ideas in a terrible presentation.

Let me give an example.  Donald Trump will stupefy an opposer by making a bombardment of accusations that often involve proving a negative if you’re to answer with dignity: an impossible feat.

It’s like telling someone they’re just a nobody who doesn’t matter.  (One of our Presidents canned go-to’s.)  This is rhetoric stupefiers will use, because it’s an active disrespect of another’s individuality.  It stupefies that individuality, because what? A person is possibly going to go “WUT, WUT, BUT I AM ____ AND I HAVE ____ AND I MATTER BECAUSE ____.”

No, the smartest individual, in my opinion, will answer calmly and with a compassion for their accusers inability to not be so shortsighed and shrewdly stupifying; OR, they will respond with indifference.

(For the record I’ve only been called a nobody to my face once over the last decade, and it’s by someone I don’t care about.  This isn’t a personal direct response to anything, this is just an Eric playing out this rhetoric.)

I suspect a non-stupifier talking to a supposed “nobody” that they’d respect if they were somebody is more likely to say something like: “You could have done more if ______, no?”

It’s just a way of encouraging growth without using a negative.  You can talk encouragingly to ANYBODY that would stupefy, but inspire more thinking in a way they didn’t consider previously.  That’s why I’d rather call the silly video above inspiring, provocative (pro-vocative: fun-word is fun) — and NOT stupefying.

I think the thing that makes me saddest about America is how many of parents, headlines, goals, and ways of keeping score are stupefying. The worst off American is the one who doesn’t realize that no matter, NO MATTER how great they’ve lived their life, there’s always going to be a stupefier out there who, given the chance, will try and tear them apart with stupefying logic that’ll make them hold less faith, less belief, and less pride in their individual value and accomplishments.

I’ve gotten very lucky to have come from one of the households that I do cause it makes something like this seem more obvious than I believe it is.  I’d like to lend this to the world and give it back, cause I think it’s the only way humans will actually evolve.  We’re not ready for things like….Star Trek ideals because of stupefiers. We need to start seeing the light, and that black-hole goals which are NOT individual goals, is actually bad bullshit.

Why is it actually getting harder to find privacy settings on blogs? I don’t mean this vaguely, or in any passive aggressive way.  It’s just that writing a private online thingy accessable from any device is nice.

Bit tired some more

playing pokemon moon a lot.  My luck of the cell ran out and PoGo also became way, way less interesting after catching them all.  It’s not a thrill people.  PvP in itself is interesting though. Just not for the game.  The actual DS’s.

There’s a lot to be said for enjoying 90% of a weekend horizontal right now.  I don’t lurv going out.

Having to deal with some ratchet living issues is making me take action.   I’m not the type to sit idly, or politely folks. Never, ever, ever, ever let it be said that I am not assertive and direct.  Consequential too.

Being consequential isn’t ideal tho: ideally, you’ll initiate the system.  The canned phrase is that you’ll shift the paradigm.

Ever notice my website name?  I enjoy it.

Four weeks ago I thought it was a big struggle to move things I casually lurch to and fro today.  I’ve gotten a mentality of I can probably, more than can it.  This is a nice feel that comes with physical strength.

Dont’ really have much more to say than that.  Thanks Obama.

Yo, it’s awesome music tahm.

Yes it is.

Goddamn Queeny, that’s some real hard, deep goddamn rage.  It’s not normally felt by people.  I have no opinion as to whether or not it’s a good or bad thing.

I really, really do wish though, that it was a sensitivity that was validated positively, instead of negatively. I’m not urging to “correct” anything because it may actually not be a correction — for all I know said wrath is relating points that are fair and shouldn’t be trifled with.

I just do also know that ideally, an ability to feel and express something so deeply and profoundly ought to swing both ways.

In the end, I wish the way thangs swang made you love life’s moments more than experiencing such a profoundly vindicative yargh.

(I also feel like my idiocies make me too much of a target to even try and contribute smartly anymore.)

(I also wish swang was a word.)

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I’m seeing that things can be done more optimally at this job.  I put in some words exemplifying exactly how. I honestly hope it leads to good things and not resentment. I kind of had to do it while between tasks, and on the move.  I don’t really trust people though. Should I?

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Here’s some rambly bullshit sentences which I think are unrelated to all of the above. It’ll continue a gratuitous use of the word I….maybe.

You know what it means to look into a little narrow box?

(I say this as I type into a little white box)

It means you don’t see the rest.

Let’s talk about Overwatch, and sniping in general.

If you try out all the classes, it becomes clear that the way you look through your lense is a BIG determiner in who you’ll target, and what you’re react to.   This means that the best snipers do NOT spend all their time scoped and zoomed in.

Overwatch has a character named Ana.  I believe that the most elite and best ana’s spend most of their time not zoomed in and exploiting a comfortable position.  Being able to react to the big picture makes you the biggest factor in a match.  That’s the point that overwatch proves again and again.

In Global Agenda, one of the things that made me better than most people I think was my tendency during clusterfuck fights to “take a breath” by flying in the air and doing a 360.   I was able to retain the full circle of what was happening around me, decide my priorities, then go in for the kill

(Which also happens to be a GREAT song by Le Roux)

Now zooming in has it’s benefits, and this is where it can be obnoxious trying to decide between the two.  Zooming in has it’s advantages of seeing detail.  Focusing.  Doing your best within that one narrow drillhole.

But the big picture, and knowing when to zoom in, was always the way of the most powerful players.

This I think applies to real life a whole, whole lot.  I like overwatch because you can correct mistakes.  You get to respawn.  But you don’t get to do this in real life a whole lot, unless you see certain experiences and opportunities as disposable.  That sucks, cause I honestly think each and every second has the capability to be unique.

So here’s a thing I think my gut’s against.   Seeing patterns in a zoomed in way.   It means shrewd.   Shrewd kind of sucks —  I’m told I have a way of using shrewd as a slur, when I think I’m using it precisely.  Shrewd means zoomed in to me.   People who are shrewd have a zoomed in view of life.  And you have to be careful with how you engage them because you might get caught in their box.

But here’s the other thing: every good team is REALLY benefited by an amazingly shrewd person.  That’s the sniper.

And a sniper needs support in most situations.

Basically, not everyone needs to see things the same way.  And it’s best when people can sample each other’s views and see where their talented way of looking at things fits in most with the team’s dynamic. When this happens, it’s like magic, and shit is efficient and lovely.   Then you can really start having fun.

Guess I’m always wondering how to most have fun in a kickass team.

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Also, new pet peeve, because I hate how Donald Trump represents the word “presidential.” (I gave him a chance, but fuck that guy.)

Anyone who says “No one _____ more than me.”

It suggests that this man has evaluated every candidate person who could fill in that blank, and somehow disqualified them from somehow being smarter or better, and that you should trust him.

It’s the type of rhetoric that tries to confuse the listener, in what are vain attempts to make them mistake arrogance, for confidence.  Confident people do things, because they’re confident.  Confident people are honorable — they make words like honorable look good.

Little bitches who need to rely on cheap tactics like that to increase their value ….man… I wish it never worked. Sure as hell turns me off though.  And it’s not even just trump I hear talking like this, but he’s unfortunately way guilty of it, too.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

*Eats all the things*

It’s very important to point out that I get to type this with my cat’s head on my left typing hand and this makes me super happy and only the cat can take this away from me.  ONLY THE CAT.  And I ❤ this cat.

J: “One of the things I first liked about you is how much you love your cat?”
E: “???”
J: Look at your cat.
E: *Looks at cat. Cat looks back.*
J: “SEE YOU CAN’T DO IT WITHOUT SMILING.”
E: *Tries not to smile then actually begins man-crying because the I-love-this-cat smile has begun leaking through fucking eyeballs.*

Anyway,

title is because I’ve been working my as off for the past couple of months and could not take a week to rest before a marathon if I wanted.  Glycogen is a really cool secret of long distance runners.  It’s also something that takes food and time to build. Lately        I have tons of the former.  Less of the latter.  Why?

(the cat made those extra spacebars.  We’re keeping them.  Deal with it.)

Because SIX sources of income in the last six/sex/six weeks or so.  (First time I’m bragging is here, because it’s inappropriate to get gloaty about this fact.) I had to set a cash motive to cover some goals.  I’ve been on it – in fact this may be the most I’ve did that thing that technically can constitute hustling super well! (You’ve got to read that in your best white guy voice.) And some are more fun than others. Got to produce:

:http://brianmccarthyinterviewshow.libsyn.com/

with THE Brian McCarthy (and no I didn’t know he was a former porn director in addition to being THE Brian McCarthy, but that also explains a lot)

(^But it’s ok cause he’s now legally blind / didn’t find out I wasn’t white until the podcast started, and that’s way funnier.  I also kind of came off like a big ole douche in that episode, but it was a hell of a unique experience and Brian’s a hell of a unique guy who probly could’ve been a great attorney with the way he questions.)

I also got to help with a beer company’s next design for a poster I shouldn’t talk about yet.

Plus, aside from stuff like tutoring, I’ve have been busting my ass to help this warehouse get this order together, e’rry day. That’s the full time and regular.  (Big benefit to daily work) While this daily routine is intended to not be what I end up doing, I really like having a day job that’s straight up, and cut out hard work.  I like an attitude of “Fuck yo politics.  Here are results.  Money plz.  Bai.”

(I want someone to tell me I don’t work hard.  Tell me I don’t know a day’s hard work.  If I’ve got it left in my I’d probably chuckyoo.)

(Speaking of chucking folks I can throw way more now, too! It’s actually useful.)

So about this gig… one quick thing I guess I can point out, well not it uber clear how gyms are kind of a privilege symbol for most of the people who try memberships without being told to get one by some doc.  I say this because I’ve sold away my right to be idle enough to feel like going to the gym.  (Buddy almost got me involved in a half marathon, then didn’t, because I almost laughed and he saw it.) It’s safe to say I’m beat after a hard day.

This’s also going to make me sound like a lunk, but I even chose to buy protein powder for the first time a couple weeks ago. This is necessary when you’re moving literally tons and tons a day. I’ve been craving meat like nothing else — a stupid amount — and it didn’t stop until I had a double foamy chocoshake.

Anyway this’s a good ole America kind of work.  The stuff we sell is necessary to keep this country going.  We’re an important step in getting that out.  I like how that alone is a wordy description for what the job is. This’s unlike another jerb I’m thinking of, but don’t want to get really into.  +you learn that while as a warehouse guy – there’s a lot of are you able to lift / do you know how to lift / POWERDRILL! / construct / deconstruct / palette / Forklift / stuff.  My favorite part has so far been that the people I work with are work oriented. The feeling is like riding in a brand shiny new car when you feel like your coworkers are there to do a job, and do it as jobly as a pro should do it until it’s time to head home.

Plus, the whole point of busting my ass is coming into fruition. Now, visiting my buddy in tx is going to work out. Hawaii = going to be a thing too! I’m really, reheally looking forward to exploring some new roots and horizons on the southern most point in this gaddang nation.

But here’s something I’ve had to get off my chest after working while listening to :

all day

I’ve randomly realized: of all the characters on Naruto, gonna have to pick Jariya as who I’m most like, or would idealize being.  Sasuke, Naruto, or the lazy shadow-controller have been broached before, but here’s my very important thinking on this very crucial topic:

Naruto and Sasuke are largely about talent and loyalty.  Naruto is capable and focused, and naturally talented at having lots of energy and endurance. He’s less talented at anything else, and has to work harder to get to a high level of anything.  He does.  He works insanely hard.  He’s also relentlessly loyal.  Relentlessly.  You can betray him openly, and he still loves you until you love him for it.  This is actually his superpower.

Sasuke is about loyalty only to yourself and your cause.  Sasuke is actually psychopathic in how he handles his stance on loyalty.  He’s tried to kill his allies more than half the time. He’s tried to do so proactively, and practically.  Sasuke is also ridiculously talented at all the things to the point that it’s not fair.  He’s also super cool until it’s revealed that he’s insanely hot headed and warm breathed, but those moments’re kind of respectable and furious too.

Well, I’m not like either of these characters.

Regarding talent and hard work – hey there’s both.  I’m just not sure I’d work to get a shadow clone technique in after proving utterly talentless at it unoriginally, unless it was super important.  Off the top of my head, I think I’d sort of want to focus hard work into my strengths (even if they’re toads) instead of trying to transform my weakness into one of my main strengths.  But I’m also not sure I’ve experienced that sort of feeling of ineptness, and can only think of swimming (I sink more than most people) and pulls ups as a kid…..

(I know, those’re lame examples because life isn’t fair.)

I’m not like Naruto in that there’s no way I can see a practical cause to unrelenting loyalty. Sometimes people suck. I would not call them friend once I see how it’s a type of suck that is hurtful.  I feel like that’s alright as a universal philosophy, but also know enough to know there might even be a better attitude than that. I’d also most love to follow my own path and interests.   I don’t want to be a part of an order I feel is disordered. I also don’t want to spend my life in the pursuit of a vendetta.  I think life comes packaged with the potential for so many pleasures, +so many unique gifts.  I definitely think it’s best to use your unique gifts to the fullest, but mostly so you can go recharge and really enjoy yourself after doing the right thing a lot.  This means I wouldn’t kill a friend to activate my super power.

So contrary from N & S, that all fits in with the pervy sage’s MO.

Further, aside from his fixation on steamy baths, he even wants to chug out some writing he did on the side.  Yeah, he’s insanely talented, but what’s great is he’s actually a fucking nut.  He uses toads yo, toads, in weird fricken ways.  He is a rasingan master, which is significant because it’s a technique that represents a pretty goddamn innovative use of forces to an effective result.  He’s more of a badass teacher than anything else as his role on the show, but he’s a teacher who’s like “k gluck love you bai!” after having as good as a time as was practical for him during that mentor experience. He’s sensitive but a man.  And the only way to take him down of course is to be a betraying piece of shit.
Man, fuck you Pain.
Jerk face.

But Big-J is a smart and benevolent pervy self-taught teacher guy.  It’s more that other people say how great he is more than he’s all like “I’m one of the three sannin suck it!” (Although ok he rarely does that.)   He’s a relatable gandalf, and personality wise?  I think he’s where it’s at as a perfect old guy.  He’s the naruto character who’s the bestest, on a show with a shit ton of good character.

Now with all that finally said no where, I’m still really enjoying having disjuncture to look at summore. This is just what I’m gonna do right now, because I’m time poor (I miss pc and production work but can do more of that later) and have to feed my mum’s cat in two hours. This is another day I simply don’t get to Overwatch.  Crap.
Remember, if I look at Disjuncture and enjoy it, it barely makes me worse than Khyan.
Bai now.

I have a video up on my latest belief about why amateurs are beyootiful (I just wanted to see how hard it is to make a cartoon

answer: it’s intensive)

But since I’ve come to the idealization that amateurs should be CONFIDENT amateurs, because as long as they know they love what they’re doing, they’re successful amateurs.  And the kickass part about loving what you love, is that it’s a drive that comes from within.  I’ve met driven professionals who are driven by external rewards.  Their consciousness about life and things progress – pretty pliable stuff.   I’ve met people I’ll call artists, who are bullheaded and stubborn like whoa.   Such really is the power of the internal drive.

Anyway,

I’m working on disjuncture because it felt right (fucking, calming activity, that) and I’ve got a new lens about people I guess.  A lot of artistic grandiosity relies on an assumption that others are in love with the same things you are.  So like, as the dreamer, I love my protagonist. Pretty much if it’s a character who’s got more than a sentence, I love him or her.
But this results in a book that part of me holds back on, and I think it’s because I didn’t shape the product in an audience friendly way.  The modern American audience I think, I THINK, doesn’t lurv to read – they love to skim, they love to know, they love to have read.  They love to confirm, they love to be excited, they LOVE to be entertained, but these things lie on a hierarchy.  It’s why we compound newsfeeds with trashy tv and sometimes two trashy tv’s at once. (IS THIS A NORMAL THING PEOPLE DO OR ARE THESE SPECIAL CASES.  SERIOUSLY, TWO VIDEOS AT ONCE, OR DOING THINGS WHILE WATCHING A MOVIE SEEMS TO BE GETTING MORE AND MORE NORMALIZED AND ITS AMAZEBALLS)

Anyway, I’ve been touching up languages, presentations, tailoring, it all feels gaddamn good man, but I realized, being a lil less love-lensed about whom I identify as the protagonist (It’s been quite a while.)  This results in a reread of his first three pages in a reaction of going “Yeah, he’s too emo.”  That’s my reaction, and I know it deep down in my fuzzy soul that it’s true.  It’ll turn off a lot of readers too, which is less important than it turns ME off tbh, cause I’m the brilliant amateur who’s job it is to love this.

Well it makes me actually feel existential.  What are we that we as entities can ascribe superlatives such as “too emo” ?   imagine telling someone they’re “too sad”  or “too opinionated” or “too hyperbolic” as if there’s an appropriate amount of hyperbolic.

I think, we’re talking about evolved preferences – I think I’m ACTUALLY talking about an applied self-awareness that….this isn’t how a compelling person presents their self.   Just as an idea, “Ok, Cyrre, I love fucked up things a, b, and c, but you are being heavy handed by applying all three and drowning the pages in them.”

My solution ofc isn’t to take away these conflicts.  That is NOT how I make this character less emo.  The same conflicts are 100% as there after my edits.  But i think now it’s a much more enjoyable read in that the presentation of these conflicts is smoother, vaguer, invites the reader in and draws them in, instead of turning into this human donkey that for three pages is whining “HOPESLESSSLYLSYSAAAAAAAD”

When you’re in love with a thing, it’s tough to be objective about figuring out how to make it more captivating because you already find it captivating.  I guess it’s like another angle of sculpting a personal reality when you got at it from different lenses.  And I seem to genuinely love doing this.  Thasshow n00blove turns into amateur.

If you’re a n00b and don’t have the love, yer just wasting your own and perhaps other people’s time.

(Oh and if anyone would try to derride you for this love, they deserve zero fucks given.)

mmkay I think that’s it for a while

Points for winning guesses

1) Grandfather helps boy from Wonder Years discover kissing ain’t so bad.

2) Niles from Kramer makes a young Ice Man really, really regret drinking red wine.

3) Nick Cage goes WHOA before entering, leaving, and staying within 50 yards of boxing ring.

4) Anti-semite enters mexican prison to actualize white savior fantasy / fulfill single mother’s desire to exist next to him on beach.

5) Benecio Del Toro will fuck you up unless pursued by some guy who caught the fugitive.

6) Hugh Jackman turns every computer into a VR simulator then hacks into pentagon so John Travolta quits testing him with blowjobs.

7) Russel Crowe knows he’s entertaining.

8) Entire city’s had it with law enforcement’s practice of shooting disenfranchised suspects after minimal allegations of criminal behavior in what’s NOT 2016’s America.

8) Alan Rickman is way too talented for this shit then goes to place where you simply can’t bother him again. (RIP)

9) Bunch of people circle jerk in order to get you to re-evaluate society’s priorities.

10) Receptacle for male sexual desire is kidnapped by a black jazz singer in dirty south and morally re-alligned into marrying Justin Timberlake.

Well uh, Captain Sisko was a black guy. Captain Janeway was a woman. I could care less that you’re casting a black woman to be the lead in some new star trek series. I’d care more if it will have good writing and bring back a show about futurism and idealism. (Y’know, that stuff Enterprise was missing.)

But maybe getting excited about a black chick being the subject of plot focus, is neither futuristic or ideal. I understand Nichelle Nichols, who played Ohura, was going to quit until MLK personally convinced her how her role was groundbreaking, and wonder if this “omg first black woman lead!” headline floating around today (exactly 50 years) = thinking that’s actually progressive. Like how different is that really than say, watching a teenager make baby steps.