Life, death, and the eternal question of why

Disclaimer: The contents of this rant may or may not me my true opinion. I do not want to be stabbed in the heart with a wooden stake by some crazy christian fundamentalist. I am pain’s overseer for the better half of the 21st century. The second half, the worse half, will be after our time, and the new generation will suffer the legacy we left it. Poverty, pollution, population. Pain. Why was I born now? Is this fate? Who’s the guy writing out fate? I want to know because that fucker is my arch nemesis. But really, I don’t believe it; I can’t see why fate would exist when the world is on such a downward spiral. Or maybe it’s in the cards that we fall. Just as there is no proof of a big dude with a beard in the sky there is no proof that there exist forces such as fate, luck, or karma. We were created. No one can say for sure that it was ‘just an accident’ that so much fucking mass came into being just like that and exploded for no apparent reason to create what we now call the universe, just as no one can say for sure that some madman called Jesus was the son of a bearded fuckwit in the sky. What a half assed effort of a theory that is. I am sick of people thinking they know when they don’t know shit. Atheists are just as moronic and ignorant as the religious. Both come to absolute decisions without a shred of credible proof of either assumption. “There is no god”. What the fuck would you really know, just because nothing shows its face doesn’t mean some huge entity didn’t accidentally blow up some mass in an alien test tube several times the size of our universe in a dimension where one second to them is a million years to us and the birth and inevitable death of our universe is a blink-and-you-miss-it event. And I can prove this is true because I have FAITH, faith in the test tube theory. If only faith was sufficient like catholics seem to think. If you ask them a difficult question about their beliefs they bring it all back to faith, and you can’t go wrong when you have faith for an answer. Now a note about faith: faith is for the fearful that need something to cling on to. It’s a safety net, but hey whatever it takes to stay happy. Just don't dictate it to everyone else. We’ll make up our own minds. Now the religious reading this are shaking their heads, “The Lord pities your ignorance, Jesus loves you, but you must repent if you are to save yourself from eternal damnation.” Are these people insane? They are clearly hearing voices; they are textbook schizophrenics. Now, what faulty nerve endings are responsible for the idea that he even knows the meaning of pity, ever think emotion is a human curse? Ohhh wait you assumed this god was human. Because god made us in his image right? Well if we were truly made in his image WHY CAN'T I MAKE MY OWN UNIVERSE. Are there so few levelheaded people out there that realize with me how little is known and how little will ever be known? Why must people come to such half-baked, senseless conclusions? I say to the billions of fools of this planet: accept that our universe’s existence is a mystery shrouded in black matter until the sky cracks open and great Beelzebub descends once and for all to rape and pillage all of humanity. Don’t think for a second that this is the outlook of a gloomy man, on the contrary, I just refuse to live in denial, and I’d love more to have some mystery about life rather than a retarded and dated concept such as the bible. Adam and eve can eat my ass. This is the Age of Superstition disguised as Reason. Put me in the dark ages when the world was flat; throw modern societies’ ‘knowledge’ in the incinerator, do it, because ignorance is the path to true enlightenment. The less known is the less damage done to this fragile mass of crapola. But fuck that, I’m gonna save my breath, because the damage is already done. The End Now read Juan's rant on POP FAKERS below. - Some guy bought 12 copies of the single voodoo child by rogue traders today, he said all the other shops were sold out of it and that they were going for $30 on ebay. Found this hard to believe since its the worst song on the singles chart at the moment and there is stiff competition from the likes of crazy frog, rhianna, jessica simpson and robbie williams. Sigh. Anyway I checked ebay tonight and there is one copy of voodoo child selling for eighty-seven cents. That idiot now has 12 copies of a terrible song, I pity the poor souls that will be getting this as a present from him come Christmas. I pity his entire close and extended family.

Pop Fakers

A while back some people might have remembered when Ashlee Simpson lip synched the wrong song on the TV show "Saturday Night Live". This was in front of a US national audience. That was just the tip of the iceberg... Most or close to all of you readers out there in the blogosphere would have heard the line "Pop music is crap, it's nothing but music created by a big record company rather than an individual", or some line similar to that. What do you think? Is pop music today different than it was in the 1960's? If so, what makes it so different today? First of all, what is pop music? I found a good definition of pop music Here "In general, pop music features simple, memorable melodies with catchy, sing-along choruses. Pop songs often have a hook, one or more musical ideas repeated to "hook" a listener's interest. A hook can be any part of the song, musical, rhythmic, vocal, or as is most often the case, a mixture of all of them. Pop music is usually instantly accessible to anyone who is culturally inclined to take part, even the musical novice." So that means pop music needs some sort of subversive gimmick to get you subconsciously addicted to the song. Sounds like propoganda to me. But it makes sense though, as if anyone actually wanted to listen to the "Crazy Frog (Axel F Remix)" because it was critically the best piece of music written. No, people bought the albums beacuse the frog sounded familiar and found that a frog trying to sing was a wonderful novelty and gimmick. I can hear those peole buying the records now, saying "What a marvellous talented frog! Tally ho! Let's purchase the single". (True story, Justin works at CC records and sells this crap everyday.) But have you ever heard the Crazy Frog Song acoustic version? I don't think so. You don't see that godamn frog working the small pubs and bars doing the small gigs when he first started out. He (or IT) is an electronic 'artist'. Much similar to some home DJs thinking that the samples they cut (which are from REAL pieces of music) and then mixed into their own song think that they are genuis. Take Dance music for example, where's the talent involved in that? Anybody that had at least mediocre skills could creat a new dancehall hit. Those clubbers can take any crap for music....as long as they "can dance to it". As long as they can simulate fornication on the dancefloor, they are happy. That's not music! That's fuck music! Not fuck music, as in, Marvin Gaye, Barry White and Luther Vandross fuck music. I'm talking about music that just goes: boom, boom, boom, bam! It's come to the point where music isn't popular for the pure listening experience. It's now all looks. People buy albums because they see a supermodel on the CD cover or on the video clip. Of course, it helps if a singer/songwriter is good looking, it's part of the job. But if the person sells records just on the looks, but he/she can't write or sing, then that's just wrong. The history of music has plenty examples of the eye-candy "musicians". This type of 'artists' can't write their own songs and it's almost a given that they can't sing for shite live. So professional writers write the song for them and the actual artist can record his/her CD in the studio where it can be manipulated to sound better by a sound engineer. Then when it comes concert time, they just play a pre-recorded backing music that the artist can lip sync to. In their own defence, artists that lip sync such as Britney Spears claim that it's impossible to sing and dance at the same time. Well, isn't that the reason why she gets paid? Here's another example: Mili Vanilli... "Milli Vanilli ("milli" is a word meaning "national" in Turkish, picked up by the artists while visiting Turkey on one of its national days) was a duo, Fabrice Morvan and Rob Pilatus, formed in Germany in the mid-1980s. They are notorious for being the only group to have their Grammy Award stripped from them after it was revealed that they had not been involved in the creation of their breakthrough album, Girl You Know It's True and did not sing in concert. Their photos were pictured on the album cover and they lip-synced in concert. They have since been used as an example of utter shallowness in music, though they were hardly unique at the time. Other bands, including C&C Music Factory and Black Box, were also fronted by lip-syncers." Lest we forget...Boy/Chick Bands Don't we all remember the Backstreet Boys, Human Nature, N*SYNC, New Kids on the Block, THE SPICE GIRLS, m2m and the list goes on. All part of the great record company backed pop producing machine that has no musical talent but gimmicks and at the time, good looking individuals. Was it music? Or a big whinge fest where they can whinge about their whingy lives and whinge on the backing of a quite whingy track. So has pop music just turned all commercial now? Compare this to the 60's where pop music was defined by real artists that could play their own instruments (maybe the Monkees are excepted) like Hendrix, the Beatles and other great bands of the time. But it's all gone downhill, ever since Mili Vanilli and Wham! came along. Now we're seeing today are pretty looks for a poor old and underpaid writer working in the background. Bring on the Macarena. Related Links Launch.com Pop video clip downloads Popjustice.com Pop in the UK

Asian-tastic

I am Asian. This is something you must know before I start to rant. I come from the Philippines, YES IT IS ASIAN. But the Philippines differs from the rest of its neighbours, it's not as Asian. We are 90% Catholic and are heavily, and I mean heavily, influenced by the Spaniards and Americans. Anybody that have seen any pictures or ever been to the Philippines would notice it. Let me retell a story that some may know already or some that ma not know. I used to be in aquaintance with an aboulute dickhead called Aaron Parker. This boy called Parker is a total knob-head, real uppish bloke he was. Thought he was top shit because everything in his house was either black or white and depsite the fact his Dad was an architect, the house they lived in was modest to say the least. This family was totally weird. This year, whilst I was snacking on a Subway in Subway Mitcham I noticed that Aaron's father walks in and orders a freakin' Subway with just: LETTUCE AND TOMATO SAUCE! WHAT KIND OF FREAKIN LUNATIC WOULD BUY A FOOTLONG (NOT ONE OF THOSE PUNY 6-INCH) $800 SUBWAY JUST TO EAT TOMATO FLAVOURED LETTUCE ON A BUN. Needless to say, this family, espcially Aaron, are weird. This boy needs some meat in his package yo. Anyway, back in Year 8 I was aquainted with him. He invited me over to his place. His house is nothing but swine only fit for the knobhead. He has Male Vogue stashed under his bead. The only normal one in th family is ihs brother , who plays with Lego and likes a game of basketball or two. BUT NOT AARON, he likes to freakin' masturbate over his lettuce Subway and the such. We proceed to eat dinner. Spahgetti Bolognese. The whole family is present. Aaron asks: "Juan, what kind of car does your Mum drive?" "A Ford Mondeo 1999 model (the year this story is set is the year 2000)" "Oh.......I see *tone of sarcasm and disgust*" Curious, I ask "What kind of car do YOU have?" "A SAAB, much better than those other American and Asian cars" *WHAT THE MOTHERFUCKING FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM KIDDO?* I thought to myself Again, curiously I ask "errr....you mean Nissan and the such?" "Yes yes, all those kinds of companies, esides they are all owned by Americans now, Asians are a spent force, no more relevant to todays world" Does this sound unbelievable? I am quoting his exact words. For this conversation on this table had been stuck in my head for all these years. Anyway, after this and another few interrogating questions suh as "What brand of TV do you have?" He seems to come to the conclusion that Grundig and SAAB are the best brands in the whole wide world and that Asians are crap. I twirl my Spaghetti with my fork. The whole family looks at me weirdly. The mother loos at me and says: "Juan...?" "yes?" "Would you like some chopsticks with that?" *sigh* what a bunch of pretentious and uppish assholes. Chopsticks...'cause you know, apparently every Asian has to know everything there is about them. Here's some basic information I found on the net Some of the most important chopstick rules are: Hold your chopsticks towards their end, and not in the middle or the front third. When you are not using your chopsticks and when you are finished eating, lay them down in front of you with the tip to left. Do not stick chopsticks into your food, especially not into rice. Only at funerals are chopsticks stuck into the rice that is put onto the altar. Do not pass food with your chopsticks directly to somebody else's chopsticks. Only at funerals are the bones of the cremated body given in that way from person to person. Do not spear food with your chopsticks. Do not point with your chopsticks to something or somebody. Do not move your chopsticks around in the air too much, nor play with them. Do not move around plates or bowls with chopsticks. To separate a piece of food into two pieces, exert controlled pressure on the chopsticks while moving them apart from each other. This needs much exercise. If you have already used your chopsticks, use the opposite end of your chopsticks in order to move food from a shared plate to your own plate. I'm Juan Paolo and I'm an Asian. Related links Chopstick manners Wikipedia article about chopsticks KKK, Aaron's favourite organisation