Thursday, September 09, 2004
Will Ferrell - A message from White House West
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
[...merm...]
The Ism of the Commune
A paper on Communism and the Left Wing
By Wonks The Fox, for Karamerm
Communisim is just what the name suggests. An ism, based around a commune. Communism first started back when hippies made it big. That's because they spent most of their time in a commune, and thus the ism was born.
Now contrary to popular belief, communism is not about death camps, or oppression, or hunger, or even Russia or China. Communism is about free love, venereal disease (but in a good way), and acid trips.
Most people think that communism is associated with the colour red because of the negative connotations of the colours of the Russian and Chinese flags back when they did their mean thing. Not true. Communism (the ism of communes) is associated with red because it is the colour of love. And especially free love. The kind hippies like.
Unfortunately communism is not all fun and games. This is where the left wing comes in. These hippies in these communes mostly subscribed to a leftist way of thinking because it meant they didn't have to go to war, didn't have as many governmental sanctions, and could continue all the free love making. Good on them for that, I say. Good on them for that.
However, communism lost favour when the hippies were no longer in favour either. Through the sad developments of veneral diseases (in a bad way) free love was no longer practical. Mostly becuase hippies couldn't afford condoms, didn't believe in them or were allergic to rubber. A sad genetic anomaly passed on to their numerous offspring due to all their free love. So the hippies had to leave their communes, because of bad things that happened in the world. And because Madonna ushered in a new trend in music and their happy bird songs were no longer popular.
Communes still exist today, however they exist in a capacity much diminished from the original intention of the original hippies, and therefore does not exhibit true Communism, but rather Communism Light. The Light Communist is usually a yuppie who has bought into the health-food craze and has decided to pay a portion of money to upkeep a farm, grocery store, or sometimes--albeit unwittingly--a drug ring. These farms, natural grocery stores, and drug rings are run by the former true Communists, who look askance on these Light Communists, but continue with their business in order to promote their own welfare.
Communism has been through many changes, and it varies from commune to commune. But I think it can safely be said, that the ism of communes, in various forms and derivitatives is here to stay.
P.S.- Dear Professor: I'm a closet hippy. If you give me an A you may get to find out just how free my love really is
A paper on Communism and the Left Wing
By Wonks The Fox, for Karamerm
Communisim is just what the name suggests. An ism, based around a commune. Communism first started back when hippies made it big. That's because they spent most of their time in a commune, and thus the ism was born.
Now contrary to popular belief, communism is not about death camps, or oppression, or hunger, or even Russia or China. Communism is about free love, venereal disease (but in a good way), and acid trips.
Most people think that communism is associated with the colour red because of the negative connotations of the colours of the Russian and Chinese flags back when they did their mean thing. Not true. Communism (the ism of communes) is associated with red because it is the colour of love. And especially free love. The kind hippies like.
Unfortunately communism is not all fun and games. This is where the left wing comes in. These hippies in these communes mostly subscribed to a leftist way of thinking because it meant they didn't have to go to war, didn't have as many governmental sanctions, and could continue all the free love making. Good on them for that, I say. Good on them for that.
However, communism lost favour when the hippies were no longer in favour either. Through the sad developments of veneral diseases (in a bad way) free love was no longer practical. Mostly becuase hippies couldn't afford condoms, didn't believe in them or were allergic to rubber. A sad genetic anomaly passed on to their numerous offspring due to all their free love. So the hippies had to leave their communes, because of bad things that happened in the world. And because Madonna ushered in a new trend in music and their happy bird songs were no longer popular.
Communes still exist today, however they exist in a capacity much diminished from the original intention of the original hippies, and therefore does not exhibit true Communism, but rather Communism Light. The Light Communist is usually a yuppie who has bought into the health-food craze and has decided to pay a portion of money to upkeep a farm, grocery store, or sometimes--albeit unwittingly--a drug ring. These farms, natural grocery stores, and drug rings are run by the former true Communists, who look askance on these Light Communists, but continue with their business in order to promote their own welfare.
Communism has been through many changes, and it varies from commune to commune. But I think it can safely be said, that the ism of communes, in various forms and derivitatives is here to stay.
P.S.- Dear Professor: I'm a closet hippy. If you give me an A you may get to find out just how free my love really is
[...morse code abandoned me...]
Well, I've finally updated...this update will appear on all my journals just to keep everyone abreast of the new developments in my life...
And also cos I'm lazy.
But I will start updating everything again soon, so bear with me. I do have about 6 journals or something. It's hard work keeping up with all my non-existent fans.
Anyway, I just got back from my 6 weeks in England about 2 weeks ago.
New developments: I got a tongue ring and a tragus piercing on my right ear.
I had a great time in England. Unfortunately my dad needed the camera to take pix of Shaun's brother's wedding while I was away so I didn't have my own camera with me and the thousands of pictures I normally take has been reduced to hundreds since I used Andy's camera.
Speaking of Andy he's seriously great, and I certainly don't deserve him.
On another note, completely unrelated, I've devised a plan to try to get Korhall, Kellivara, DragonBlade, and Kell's bf Cory all out here for the wedding, which should be fun. It probably won't work out due to all the uncertainties, but it WOULD be an awesome Mini-Con, and I know it would make them happy. Beorn says he'd like to come as well, and I'm really looking forward to that so I hope it works out.
I've actually started planning things for the wedding which is a big step for me. I've narrowed the choices for churches down to three, and I'm going out to see them some time this week with the camera. I'll take pix, send them to Andy via e-mail and hopefully we'll have a church decision within the next two weeks. Hah! Yeah right. I'm such a procrastinator.
Though I have made choices for colours and flowers and stuff. I just need to talk to a florist and a dress-maker...well...ok...my mum. She's a great seamstress and I think that if she ever gets her finger out she would like to help. If not I have no problem with taken the girls shopping, it would just be a lot easier with Kara being in Boston and Caitlin being away at school to have everyone measured and then fitted the month before the actual ceremnoy when Kara will be in town and Caitlin will be back home. I have a huge problem with my mother not wanting to help.
And I'm even more the black sheep now that she's seen my tongue and ear...it's just a bit of metal...she should chill out.
Anyway, I was up late last night talking to Nom and we have a LOT in common...I really really wish things would work out for her, cos I know exactly how she feels and it's crap. :(
I'm still off solid foods on a different note...I had a piece of cheese the other day and ate it almost normally! Today I'm going to see how I get on with fishsticks...since they're realatively soft and I can take little bites I might not have a problem.
But I hate making food and then not being able to eat it.
And speaking of things that I hate, here's another one: Shaun.
Everything with me sucks since I’m back in ugly stupid America. But thanks for asking. ;) Well..it wouldn’t suck SO much if my dad’s stupid roommate (I’ve disowned him…he’s no longer my roommate…I would never CHOOSE to live with anybody that awful) has taken to acting like a complete jackass to me. He only speaks to me to tell me what to do (Do the dishes, put the garbage out, vacuum the carpet) or what not to do (don’t sit in the chair like that, don’t clean that saucepan with that rag, don’t forget to clean the counter-tops), and in the meantime he plays stupid passive aggressive games. Like…even though he has a TV with full cable and satellite in his room he still insists on watching TV in the living room, which means that I, who do not have a TV in my room, have to do something completely different….and even when I’m watching TV he’ll come and change the channel. If I get up to go to the bathroom and leave the TV on, obviously coming right back to continue watching my program, he’ll sneak into the living room, change the channel, plunk himself down, and refuse to get up for a month of Sundays…*sigh* He did that to me last night in the middle of a program I’d been dying to watch about the pyramids in Egypt. He changed the channel so he could watch his stupid basketball. Jerk. Anyway…I tried to go on the computer but he kept at me (don’t sit in the chair like that, don’t type so loud, don’t type so hard, stop typing I’m watching tv) and I just was so put off that I went in my room and went to sleep…it was only around 8pm but I figured it was better than listening to him all night. ANYway, then he proceeded to stay up until 2am, with the TV on full volume, laughing and cheering at the screen at HIS full volume WHILE throwing a ball down the hall (right past my door) for the dog to chase. So I’m woken up around 11 and kept awake until 2am by this constant bounce bounce bounce down the hall and against my door and the wall right behind my head and then the dog racing loudly down the hall to get the ball…over and over and over again…*sigh* And to make matters worse cigarette smoke makes me ill and he insists on smoking in the house so he doesn’t miss a second of his blessed bloody football. (American Football…)….anyway yeah… Anyway, sorry…I just needed to rant about him…he’s a serious Grade A Asshole…:-/ I hate him…if only my dad would get rid of him!! Oh…and to make matters even MORE awful…this stupid roommate temped the job I do for my dad while I was in England…but now has decided that he doesn’t want to give it back…and my dad can’t stand up to him cos he’s a softie and this guy’s mean and scary and my dad has a soft spot for him…so now I’m out of a job and I have to look for a low-wage job which means I’ll have to work full time and won’t be able to go to school now. It’s really sad.
And I hate the way he yells at Saffi (our dog) it's just not nice. :( Poor Saffron is a dog! And he calls her a freak and a spaz when she misbehaves and says things like "If you do that again I'm going to bash your head in!" or "I'm going to break your neck" or "Stop that or I'll kill you!!!" And that seriously bothers me. Shaun's a miserable excuse for a human being...and I just want him out of our lives.
Oh…and I’m craving a brie, bacon, and cranberry baguette sandwich something AWFUL…*sigh* English food is much better than American food. England's national (and by national I mean most popular) dish is Chicken Tikka Masala…ours is a McDonald’s Big Mac.
Curry may not be fine French cuisine…but it’s ENORMOUSLY better than McDonalds! J
Anyway…yeah…that’s what’s up with me…*rolls eyes* Sorry for typing your eyes off….(as opposed to talking your ears off…since…you know…you can’t hear me…)
As for Andy he’s fine, but seriously stressed…it’s his last year at Uni and he’s writing a dissertation this year and it’s weighing on his mind. Plus we’re really short on money right now and since he doesn’t have a job he’s having a real hard time figuring out what he’s going to do for the next year…
And that's pretty crappy...it sucks knowing that it'll be months and ages before we see eachother again. I won't see him til the wedding in all likelihood. I might get to go out for a few weeks this spring if I save up enough...but who knows...I'll get a job soon...maybe...yeah right...and we'll see what happens.
So that's what's been up with me lately. I'll update again soon.
And also cos I'm lazy.
But I will start updating everything again soon, so bear with me. I do have about 6 journals or something. It's hard work keeping up with all my non-existent fans.
Anyway, I just got back from my 6 weeks in England about 2 weeks ago.
New developments: I got a tongue ring and a tragus piercing on my right ear.
I had a great time in England. Unfortunately my dad needed the camera to take pix of Shaun's brother's wedding while I was away so I didn't have my own camera with me and the thousands of pictures I normally take has been reduced to hundreds since I used Andy's camera.
Speaking of Andy he's seriously great, and I certainly don't deserve him.
On another note, completely unrelated, I've devised a plan to try to get Korhall, Kellivara, DragonBlade, and Kell's bf Cory all out here for the wedding, which should be fun. It probably won't work out due to all the uncertainties, but it WOULD be an awesome Mini-Con, and I know it would make them happy. Beorn says he'd like to come as well, and I'm really looking forward to that so I hope it works out.
I've actually started planning things for the wedding which is a big step for me. I've narrowed the choices for churches down to three, and I'm going out to see them some time this week with the camera. I'll take pix, send them to Andy via e-mail and hopefully we'll have a church decision within the next two weeks. Hah! Yeah right. I'm such a procrastinator.
Though I have made choices for colours and flowers and stuff. I just need to talk to a florist and a dress-maker...well...ok...my mum. She's a great seamstress and I think that if she ever gets her finger out she would like to help. If not I have no problem with taken the girls shopping, it would just be a lot easier with Kara being in Boston and Caitlin being away at school to have everyone measured and then fitted the month before the actual ceremnoy when Kara will be in town and Caitlin will be back home. I have a huge problem with my mother not wanting to help.
And I'm even more the black sheep now that she's seen my tongue and ear...it's just a bit of metal...she should chill out.
Anyway, I was up late last night talking to Nom and we have a LOT in common...I really really wish things would work out for her, cos I know exactly how she feels and it's crap. :(
I'm still off solid foods on a different note...I had a piece of cheese the other day and ate it almost normally! Today I'm going to see how I get on with fishsticks...since they're realatively soft and I can take little bites I might not have a problem.
But I hate making food and then not being able to eat it.
And speaking of things that I hate, here's another one: Shaun.
Everything with me sucks since I’m back in ugly stupid America. But thanks for asking. ;) Well..it wouldn’t suck SO much if my dad’s stupid roommate (I’ve disowned him…he’s no longer my roommate…I would never CHOOSE to live with anybody that awful) has taken to acting like a complete jackass to me. He only speaks to me to tell me what to do (Do the dishes, put the garbage out, vacuum the carpet) or what not to do (don’t sit in the chair like that, don’t clean that saucepan with that rag, don’t forget to clean the counter-tops), and in the meantime he plays stupid passive aggressive games. Like…even though he has a TV with full cable and satellite in his room he still insists on watching TV in the living room, which means that I, who do not have a TV in my room, have to do something completely different….and even when I’m watching TV he’ll come and change the channel. If I get up to go to the bathroom and leave the TV on, obviously coming right back to continue watching my program, he’ll sneak into the living room, change the channel, plunk himself down, and refuse to get up for a month of Sundays…*sigh* He did that to me last night in the middle of a program I’d been dying to watch about the pyramids in Egypt. He changed the channel so he could watch his stupid basketball. Jerk. Anyway…I tried to go on the computer but he kept at me (don’t sit in the chair like that, don’t type so loud, don’t type so hard, stop typing I’m watching tv) and I just was so put off that I went in my room and went to sleep…it was only around 8pm but I figured it was better than listening to him all night. ANYway, then he proceeded to stay up until 2am, with the TV on full volume, laughing and cheering at the screen at HIS full volume WHILE throwing a ball down the hall (right past my door) for the dog to chase. So I’m woken up around 11 and kept awake until 2am by this constant bounce bounce bounce down the hall and against my door and the wall right behind my head and then the dog racing loudly down the hall to get the ball…over and over and over again…*sigh* And to make matters worse cigarette smoke makes me ill and he insists on smoking in the house so he doesn’t miss a second of his blessed bloody football. (American Football…)….anyway yeah… Anyway, sorry…I just needed to rant about him…he’s a serious Grade A Asshole…:-/ I hate him…if only my dad would get rid of him!! Oh…and to make matters even MORE awful…this stupid roommate temped the job I do for my dad while I was in England…but now has decided that he doesn’t want to give it back…and my dad can’t stand up to him cos he’s a softie and this guy’s mean and scary and my dad has a soft spot for him…so now I’m out of a job and I have to look for a low-wage job which means I’ll have to work full time and won’t be able to go to school now. It’s really sad.
And I hate the way he yells at Saffi (our dog) it's just not nice. :( Poor Saffron is a dog! And he calls her a freak and a spaz when she misbehaves and says things like "If you do that again I'm going to bash your head in!" or "I'm going to break your neck" or "Stop that or I'll kill you!!!" And that seriously bothers me. Shaun's a miserable excuse for a human being...and I just want him out of our lives.
Oh…and I’m craving a brie, bacon, and cranberry baguette sandwich something AWFUL…*sigh* English food is much better than American food. England's national (and by national I mean most popular) dish is Chicken Tikka Masala…ours is a McDonald’s Big Mac.
Curry may not be fine French cuisine…but it’s ENORMOUSLY better than McDonalds! J
Anyway…yeah…that’s what’s up with me…*rolls eyes* Sorry for typing your eyes off….(as opposed to talking your ears off…since…you know…you can’t hear me…)
As for Andy he’s fine, but seriously stressed…it’s his last year at Uni and he’s writing a dissertation this year and it’s weighing on his mind. Plus we’re really short on money right now and since he doesn’t have a job he’s having a real hard time figuring out what he’s going to do for the next year…
And that's pretty crappy...it sucks knowing that it'll be months and ages before we see eachother again. I won't see him til the wedding in all likelihood. I might get to go out for a few weeks this spring if I save up enough...but who knows...I'll get a job soon...maybe...yeah right...and we'll see what happens.
So that's what's been up with me lately. I'll update again soon.
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
[...it begins and ends in pain...]
The Lady of Sorrows welcomes you to her blog.
