If you can read this story without feeling all warm and sentimental inside, then there’s something seriously wrong with you. I’ve known my whole life that dogs are the finest things that walk this earth, and this is just another, extreme example of that. I wanted to share this with you all because with the constant stories in the news about how governments are incrementally destroying the world every single day, it’s good to remember that there are some simple, good and honorable things out there that have always been and will continue to be, no matter how bad we humans screw up the world. If people would learn from examples like this, maybe the world wouldn’t be such a bad place.(Current Mood: tired)
Yes, Louis Gates Jr. is a douche bag. There I said it. I don’t know why everyone else is so afraid to say it. An ass hole is an ass hole regardless of race, and this guy is a huge one. For those who haven’t been following the story, I’ll nutshell it for ya…
This guy Gates is a black university professor. Does it matter that he’s black? Not to anyone but him. See, this idiot (who’s a waste of payroll anyway since he doesn’t study and teach anything of any real import) comes back from a trip to China and he forgot his house keys. So as he’s trying to break into his own house, which is something many of us have had to do at some point in our lives, a conscientious person sees him and calls the police, reporting that someone’s trying to break into the house. The cops show up, and officer Crowley goes through the normal investigative procedure with him. Nothing special, he just confirmed the guy lived there and asked him to step outside in case there was actually someone else in the house. That’s when this Gates idiot goes off on this huge and incredibly unreasonable rant about how this is how black men are treated in America and all this other bullshit. The cop finally got him to come outside I guess and the guy was just being a loud, unreasonable ass with his rant outside too. Finally the cop arrested him for disorderly conduct, which is damn straight what he should have done. He even had a Latino officer backing him up, and he confirmed the circumstances of the arrest. Then that douche bag Obama, who’s apparently friends with this idiot, sticks his nose in where it doesn’t belong and basically calls the cop’s actions stupid, when not only did he have no real knowledge of the incident, but he’s also friends with Gates, and therefore pre-biased and in no position to be stating an opinion about anything publicly.
Now there are people who actually have the nerve to go on news shows and defend this douche bag Gates, and an even bigger douche bag, the Cambridge City Manager, Robert Healy, is basically falling all over himself with his hand wringing and forming this big expensive panel (at taxpayer expense I’m sure) to look into the matter and see what lessons were learned and how they can adjust their procedures to avoid incidents like this in the future.
I’ll tell you how to avoid it. Stop using the god damn race card every time you don’t like something that’s going on. It’s not always about race people. Sometimes it’s just because you deserve what’s happening because of your own actions, or it’s something that’s happening that’s not in your control. We all go through stuff like that. Deal with it and stop being a bunch of whiny ass holes. All you’re doing by falsely screaming racism every time you don’t like something is making it harder for those who really are victims of racism.
Do you know why there’s still racism? Want me to tell you? Ok, I will. It’s actually attributable to three main reasons.
1. It’s human nature. People feel more comfortable around people of their own race and are more amenable to those who are like them. If you think blacks aren’t racist too, you’re SORELY mistaken. Blacks are actually worse with their racist comments and attitudes than whites. Whites try generally to be sensitive about it, yet you have black comedians, politicians, activists, etc… constantly making racist jokes and comments against white people. You don’t hear white people screaming about how racist that is. Yet when Ross Perot says, “You people” when he was speaking at a black organization thing, you’d have thought that all he was missing was a damn KKK outfit, because that’s how people reacted. Like it or not, humans are groups, and each group has it’s own culture and standards of thought and behavior.
2. Different races have different cultural aspects to them that can make people of other races uncomfortable. Our cultural behaviors don’t all match up, and people of one race look at how people of another race are thinking and behaving and they don’t approve of it because it’s different than how they think and behave, which leads to negative feelings about the group.
3. People in this day and age are still in the habit of separating their identities by choice. Blacks call themselves African Americans, Mexicans are Mexican Americans, Asians are Asian Americans, etc… You know what? We’re all Americans. So if you really want to get rid of race problems, start acting like Americans and get rid of those other identities. As long as you hold on to those, you’ll always be separating yourself and your race out from everyone else, and keeping people divided along ethnic lines. You people (yes I said it, and it goes for anyone who wants to pull this crap) need to look around you and figure out where you’re living. You’re not living in Africa or Mexico or Asia, you’re all Americans. We’re one nation of one people with a culture that binds us despite our racial divides. So wise up and start acting like it and you might find you have an easier time in life when you’re not walking around with that “poor me” mentality anymore.
Oh, and this poor lady who actually called the police because she was trying to be a conscientious citizen…, well she’s now being demonized as some racist too for reporting that a black man was breaking into a house. You know what? This lady never once used the term “black” in her call. She simply said there appeared to be someone breaking into a house. Again, we have a bunch of ass holes looking to demonize someone as racist who simply isn’t. It’s not fair to her and all it does is make the people who are doing it look like a bunch of race baiting jerks.
Hey Gates, you should be on your knees thanking this cop for even showing up at your house to check it out. You could have really been getting robbed. Even though you weren’t, this guy shows up and is doing his best to make sure everything is ok and on the up and up, and all you do is give him a big rash of shit for it. So you know what? To hell with you. I hope your house does get robbed next time. We’ll see how eager the cops are to respond to your troubles after the way you’ve treated this poor cop who was only doing his job. You’re an ass, and that’s all I have to say about it.(Current Mood: angry)
Ok, I don’t know about you people, but I’m sick to damn death of seeing stuff blurred out on television. What do I mean by blurred out? Well, watch when there’s anything like t-shirts, hats, bottles, posters or anything else with a company name or logo on it and it’ll be blurred out. WHY??? Well, apparently it all comes down to pure greed. These companies aren’t paying for product placement, so even though these logos and such were occurring naturally in the scene, they get blurred out so that these companies don’t get free advertising.
You know, I don’t remember them doing that at any time when I was growing up. I believe that crap started sometime in the last six or seven years, when the technology allowed it to be done fairly simply. That’s the problem with technology. The more these corporations can do with it, the more they do. It doesn’t seem to matter to them that it’s just plain wrong, defiles the programs we watch and basically makes them look like a bunch of douche bags. It’s the same thing as book publishers who were bitching that the Kindle had a text to speech thing. They claimed that someone listening to a book that they purchased within earshot of anyone else constituted a public performance and broke the copyright. Well, I guess we’re not allowed to read story books to groups of children anymore then either are we? It’s the same thing isn’t it?
The music companies, television companies, book publishers, software companies etc…, all abuse technology and copyright laws to restrict out freedoms to read, view or use what WE PAID FOR in whatever manner we see fit. I pay for my damn television, so when I see shows on it I don’t want to see a bunch of blurry crap on the screen. If I buy a book, I’ll read it out loud to whoever I damn well please. If I buy a piece of software, you’re damn right I’m going to install it on all the computers in my house and not just a single one per piece of software like their stupid license agreements state, and if I wanna set up my stereo out on my damn front lawn and play music for the neighbors, then damn it that’s what I’m going to do. I paid for it so I’m going to use it in any damn way I please. As long as I’m not profiting from it, screw ‘em.
Let’s put it in these terms. You buy a car, but in the contract you sign when you buy it, it states that you can’t drive the car more than ten miles from your home, and if you do, they’re going to fine you anywhere from $2,500 to $250,000 per incident. See how ridiculous that is? If you share a song you bought with a friend, you could be subject to the same kinds of fines.
If the corporations and lawyers goal was to take all the fun and enjoyment out of life, they’re rapidly succeeding. I personally don’t buy music anymore because of how these companies have used copyright laws to abuse people. I wouldn’t own a Kindle even if you gave me one free because they just recently deleted books off of people’s units because of a copyright issue and I certainly don’t want to sit through shows where half the damn show is blurred out simply because different companies refused to pay big bucks to have their product on the screen for a couple of seconds.
The corporate world needs to remember where its money comes from and stop abusing the people who provide it. Life is to be enjoyed, and not every damn aspect of it has to be monetized.(Current Mood: angry)
I haven’t written a new post in a while now. There’s a reason for that. See, about maybe seven months ago or so our seven year old dog Rocky had a seizure. We took him to the vet and they figured it was possibly epilepsy and told us to watch him. A couple months after that he had a couple more right in a row. We cared for him and helped him through them as best as we could. He wasn’t the same for a few days after, but eventually got back to his old self. He went for three months after that with nothing, and then one day a few weeks ago I was sitting in the living room playing with my new synth when he had a seizure, and it was a bad one. I helped him through it, and then he had another right after. I helped him through that one as well and then when it was over I called him over to the kitchen to take care of him and clean him up. He was wobbly but he came over. Once he got there, he hunched and crapped on the floor and then right after I cleaned it up he started having another one. That was the beginning of the end. He continued to have seizures. I called my wife and told her to come home so we could get him to the vet. It was about forty minutes before we got him in there. They drugged him to stop the seizures, and he had a 109 temperature from them, so they had to put him in ice and do everything they could to bring down the fever. Then it was a matter of waiting. They took him over to their 24 hour emergency clinic that night so he could be watched, and around midnight he had more seizures. They drugged him, but then around 4am he came out of it and started having them again. It had gotten to a point where they couldn’t let him wake up without him having seizures and at that point he likely had brain damage and would never have been able to function normally again. It was at that point that I had to tell them to put him down. That was the hardest thing I ever had to say.
I know a lot of people have special dogs and they love them, but Rocky was truly and sincerely special. He was the kind of a dog that you come across once in a lifetime, and then never again. He was incredibly intelligent, loving, playful and had more personality than I could ever describe. He was obsessive about playing and his toys. He always knew what we wanted from him even if he didn’t understand the words. He loved to play, to be touched and to lay on our laps while we quietly caressed his fur. Getting attention, playing in the water, fetching anything he could find to bring us to throw for him and car rides were the things he loved most in life. He was regal looking and beautiful and we were so blessed to have him in our lives for the time we had him. His life ended far too soon, probably the result, as it turns out, of a brain tumor and not epilepsy. It’s weeks later now and I’m sitting here crying like a baby as I write this. He was my best friend and we loved him so much there aren’t even words to describe it.
It was only the most random of chances that we even had Rocky in our lives. We happened to go to the mall one day, and when we walked out to go to the car, there was a guy there trying to give away free puppies. He had one left. He was a cute little guy. He hid behind the guy’s legs and barked at us and he was just adorable. We already had our other dogs Cyndri and Missy, so we had to really think about if we wanted another dog at that point. He was so cute though, we couldn’t resist. It turned out to be the best decision of our lives.
With Rocky’s passing, the only regret I have is that it happened far too soon. We gave him an incredibly happy and wonderful life full of love, and that’s the best thing anyone can do for their children, for he truly was our child, as all of our dogs have been. We will always miss him terribly and hold his memory in our hearts along with those of our beloved Cyndri who passed away unexpectedly in 2007 at the age of twelve. She too was our child and incredibly special in her own right, and she too is missed terribly. Now their ashes stand side by side in wooden boxes. That’s all that’s left of their physical bodies, but the love we feel for them and the life we shared together is eternal.
Of the gang of three, only Missy is left now. She’ll be twelve in September. She’s diabetic and has cataracts, but she’s doing ok. I don’t know how much longer she’ll be with us, but when she passes, it’ll be the end of an era of our lives. I dread that day, but I know it’ll come. We only rent the happiness dogs give us in our lives. The price is the pain, sadness, despair and loss that we feel once they’re gone.
We talked about getting a new puppy, but we were kinda watching and waiting for the right one to come along. We knew we wanted another border collie, or border collie mix like Rocky because of the intelligence and great personality of the breed. Last Friday, my wife Sharon saw an ad online for some puppies over in Mountain Home. They had two purebred border collie puppies and one that was 3/4 border collie and 1/4 McNab and they only wanted $50 each for them. The one that was part McNab was really cute, but he had a thick coat, which I didn’t feel would work that well for us between the shedding and getting foxtails in it and what not. One of the purebreds was cute as well and that was the one I had my eye on. When Sharon came home from work, we headed over to Mountain Home to take a look at them. As soon as Sharon saw the furry one and picked him up and he licked her face, it was over. That’s the one we ended up taking home. His name is Buddy, which is something I used to call Rocky a lot. He’s very playful and energetic, but also loving. He’s also a pissing and shitting machine, so we’ve been working really hard on the house training. I think he’s starting to get it a little, but he’s only eleven weeks old now, so it’ll take a bit. He has the attention span of a monkey on crack at this point in his life, so the training is a bit tough. Still, he knows how to sit and he’s been really good about not chewing stuff up, though he does seem to have a fetish for socks, shoes and books. Anyway, he’s filled the gap a little and made things a little easier, but there will never be another Rocky.
I like to think that if there is an afterlife of some kind, Rocky and Cyndri are together somewhere and happy. She used to love to chase him around. She never really wanted to catch him, she just loved the chase. We’d throw something for him and he’d grab it and she’d run after him hot on his trail all around the yard until he brought it back to us to throw again. I really like to think they’re together because, I’m hoping, someday we’ll get to be with them again too, and then we can all be a family once more.(Current Mood: sad)
Sorry about having the new issue up late this month. As many of you know, we had to put our dog Rocky down last week after he began having seizures and they couldn’t pull him out of it. So it’s been really tough for me to focus on anything. That combined with a larger than usual issue made it really tough for me to get it out. But here is is…
Christopher R. Mihm
This Month’s Sleepover Girl:
Stunningly beautiful Erika Smith is our July Sleepover Girl.
Philip Smolen brings us another fantastic article this month! We all have movies that delight us even though they are not class A productions – movies maybe we wouldn’t even admit to liking in social company for fear of the reaction we’d get. Maybe there’s a cheesy air about them. Maybe most of the performances are not particularly memorable. Maybe the director was a famous hyper speed guy like Lee “Roll em” Scholem or Eddie Cahn. Perhaps the special effects are really chintzy with obvious wires supporting the monster. But, no matter what, you like them. They’re part of you now. They’re the movies you return to watch year after year, decade after decade. As Bill Warren points out in Keep Watching the Skies, these films help us “recapture the uncritical receptive reactions we had at that young age.” You now laugh at the clunky dialogue, you can smile at the obviousness, and you’re aware of the silliness, but it doesn’t matter. You still like these movies.
Cary Conley is a first-time contributor to Rogue Cinema. For his first article, he reminisces about the bootleg video scene of years gone by. Remember the weeks and months spent tracking down an uncut, watchable version of a cult genre film you were dying to see? With the advent of the DVD format, just about everything that was ever committed to celluloid can be cheaply transferred to DVD. That’s a good thing, right? Well, maybe not…
Independent Filmmaker Jason Lockard is back! This month he’s taking a look back at a film that has it all – comedy, drama, romance, action, adventure, and the best part is, it stars AFI’s #1 Male and Female actors of all time the Great Humphrey Bogart and Katherine Hepburn! So read on to find out all about that great old classic, The African Queen.
Danny Runion’s mashing up more movies this month! This time around, it’s Movie Mashups 11: Curse of the Toy Maker. Wanna know what movies he mashed up this month? You’ll have to read it to find out.
Blitzkrieg: Escape from Stallag 69
Caesar & Otto’s Summer Camp Massacre
Depeche Mode: The Dark Progression
Motor Home from Hell
Ricky’s Battle Shock
Sins of the Father
The Bell Witch Legend
The Forgotten Ones
The Hopewell Haunting
The Plague (Writer & Director’s Cut)
The Three Stooges Colelction Vol. 6
Under the Influence
Comedy Horror Films
Silent Mystery and Detective Movies
So head on over to Rogue Cinema (http://www.roguecinema.com) and check out all the goodness in this month’s issue.
Hope you all enjoy it!(Current Mood: tired)