"Yeah, Notorious B.I.G."

"Hell no! We are going to do this for a gang banging thug that never seen it coming."

"Yeah, Tupac Shukuar."

"No bitch! I'm talking about mother fucking Falco and shit!"

"What! Falco!?!"

Oh, rock me Amadeus

The Blood Hound Gang, Mope

So South Park pushed the boundries of social restraints tonight. Tonights show, the night of the almighty shit! Thats right, they said the word shit without censoring it. And to keep you on track of how many times they said it, a little hit counter was on the lower left of the corner. Finally count of the word shit said, 162 times. Not counting all the times you saw it written or printed on t-shirts and hats and anywhere else they could seem to squeeze it in. Now I must admit, the little kid in was jumping around as if drank a few hundred gallons of jolt cola with a few pounds of coke running through my system. I haven't felt that childish in years. The last time I felt like that was when me and my brother where extremely younger. And we would sneak upstairs and listen to Richard Pryor and Cheech and Chong comedy tapes. But just as the point they where making, enough of any word, no mater how contraversel. Will get tired real fast. Now being able to pull off saying shit on cable was a very big step, but the real point of the entire episode was probably lost on more then three quarters of the people watching it. The advious point they where trying to make was that shit is just a word. For me I have no problem saying shit on a very regular basis. Not to sound to politcally correct, cause that shit can go a little to far at times. The word is not specificaly insulting to any one group of race, creed, religion, or sex. We treat words like shit, fuck, asshole, etc. as if we say it, the world is going to come to an end. LIke in the show, a curse of the plague from the word of curse. Why is it, in our culture as is today, we still find these words to be so taboo. Will it really lower people standards, lower the over all intelligance of the citzens of the world. Personaly I find that slang has done more damage then these words could ever do. Not to sound like a hipocret, but I will. Slang has given so many people an excuse to not learn proper grammar in today's languages. All that these words truelly offened are an archaic belief structure that has been outdated for me then a century. The problem is, that as a society, we struggle against things that have little meaning on our lives while ignoring the bigger problems we face everyday. We have people shocked and appalled at something said on tv that will not effect your day tomorow in any negative way. We have religious groups boycotting Disney because of there policies on homosexuals and there life partners, supposed sublimanal messages in the movies and on the covers, and for owning a seperate movie company that puts out non disney like movies *apparently, they have no perception of seperate corporate entities*. Or trying to censor music's contents because they are to violent and offensive, completely ingoring our Constitutional right of freedom of speech and press. All this while we have childeren on the streets, killing, robing, and seling drugs or there bodies to survive another day or get there fix for that day. People homeless, desperate for help, a little human compasion. And sexism and racism in our work place. Pigeon holing a specific, race, creed, or sex. I think, as a society, we feel the need to struggle, but are to lazy to take on more complicated problems.

ON a lighter note, I was up at ungodly hours again last night. I swear I am becoming vampire staying up all night and sleeping all day. It might explain the burning sensation I had last time I went out in the sun, that or our ozen layer is getting more and more fucked every day. Well back to my point. My computer desk is between two windows on the second floor of my building, facing out to the street below. Right below is our land lords, and our local Kirby salesmen. Every morning, those chipper well dressed automotans...eeeerrr..I mean salesman. Conjuragate out side the store to smoke and socialize. Well one of them aparently brought a guitar yesterday morning, and the whole group of them had a improv sing a long as the sang the peace loving hippy songs of the 60's. Other then how horrible of singers they where, especialy the guy with the guitar and the whinny voice, here is where it gets funny. Some guy in this big red pickup stopped dead in the middle of the street. Poked his head our his window and started yelling "YOU ALL SUCK!" *laughs* sometimes this little shitty town is good for a laugh.

Later

It's about time - Wednesday, Jul. 07, 2004
An Honor for Chrome - Friday, Feb. 20, 2004
A great loss - Monday, Oct. 20, 2003
a terrible announcement. - Tuesday, Sept. 09, 2003
Chrome speaks: - Friday, Sept. 05, 2003