We were at a wedding a few weekends ago and the music they played as people were gathering was similar to this, popular songs played on classical instruments. It reminded me a bit of Westworld, to be honest. I particularly liked this song played on strings.
“I’m going to give Trump a chance. And we the historically disenfranchised… demand that he give us one too.”
Everything still sucks, right? Yes it does. And so I’ve found myself watching Dave Chapelle’s stand-up from Saturday Night Live on Saturday over and over again. Because it feels good to laugh.
It’s fine, obviously, to celebrate Veteran’s Day. However, it is a shame that the day that used to be Armistice Day that celebrated the end of conflict in World War I has been mostly forgotten in this country.
“I will come to a time in my backwards trip when November eleventh, accidentally my birthday, was a sacred day called Armistice Day. When I was a boy, and when Dwayne Hoover was a boy, all the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month.
It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.
Armistice Day has become Veterans’ Day. Armistice Day was sacred. Veterans’ Day is not.
So I will throw Veterans’ Day over my shoulder. Armistice Day I will keep. I don’t want to throw away any sacred things.” –Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions
So yeah, the election. We are officially in the darkest timeline.
I’d like to tell the world that not all of us are okay with this and in fact, more of us voted for Hillary than we did Drumpf. But that is letting the United States as a society off the hook. The fact of the matter is we as a nation elected the candidate LITERALLY endorsed by the KKK.
I got perhaps 3 hours of sleep last night. To be honest, I was worried about telling my kids the results. Because they could see how much of a bully Trump is. To them, it is obvious. And I hated to tell them that hate had won. That the biggest bully had won. But you know what, I told them what had happened and they were okay. And I told them we would be okay (even if I don’t know how much I believe this myself).
And to my fellow Christians. You are not bringing people closer to God with this stuff, aligning yourself with one political party that would produce Donald Trump. The man who brags about killing the families of terrorists. The man who treats women the way he treats them. The man who started his campaign with this:
“When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best. They’re sending people that have lots of problems, and they’re bringing those problems to us. They’re bringing drugs. They’re bringing crime. They’re rapists. And some, I assume, are good people.”
The Christ I know would stand up for the poorest among us. He would welcome those into the country that are fleeing war, without question. Without some test. Jesus was for piece. He was for the meek inheriting the Earth. Jesus was for being humble.
When asked what the most important of the Commandments to follow, Jesus said nothing of abortion. But he did say this:
“Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets.” [Matthew 22:37-40 KJV]
This is the antithesis of Trump.
Finally, I have finally given up Facebook. I’ll miss seeing people’s pictures they post and telling them happy birthday. I won’t miss much else. And I’m fine with that. I probably spent too much time there anyhow. I’d delete my profile completely, but I have some photos there I’d like to save.
In conclusion, we are indeed in the darkest timeline. Hate has been unequivocally rewarded. Maybe we are better than this, but more than likely we were always this bad and it’s just know the final veil has been removed.
I mean, everything is awful right now, isn’t it. Like just pretty much everything. But we still have music, so maybe we’ll be okay.
First of all, can you all tell I’m obsessed with this show, Stranger Things?
I came across this article today on NPR and it seemed written for me specifically. I adore ‘Stranger Things’, ‘Paper Girls’ & ‘Super 8’. In fact, I still consider ‘Super 8’ to be 2/3 of a really really good movie.
Autumn 1979. Ohio. Five kids on bikes tool around their suburban development and stumble into an adventure involving monsters and sinister authority figures.
Autumn 1983. Indiana. Four kids on bikes tool around their suburban development and stumble into an adventure involving monsters and sinister authority figures.
Autumn 1988. Ohio. Four kids on bikes tool around their suburban development and stumble into an adventure involving monsters and sinister authority figures.
These are the setups of three recent pop culture offerings: respectively, the 2011 filmSuper 8, the new Netflix series Stranger Things, and the Image Comics series Paper Girls, which launched last year.
The article goes on to list the core tenets of what they call the “kids on bikes” genre: The Bikes, The Time, The Place, The Adults, The Authority Figures, and The Monster.
This interests me greatly as I look for patterns in entertainment that I like in the hopes of recreating it with my own spin in my own stories.
The Bangles – Hazy Shade of Winter played over the credits of one of the episodes of Stranger Things. This song was the only thing that could hold me back from immediately jumping to the next episode.
This show, man. I’m only 5 episodes in, but I am loving it. I had to take a couple days break, though, because I was so enthralled with the story that I could not sleep afterward.
I love the 80s aesthetic and settings. The child protagonists, ala movies like Goonies (I can still at my age feel that longing for adventure in my bones) are great. Winona Ryder and the other adults do a really good job as well. This is one of those shows that you finish and immediately go looking for something like it, and are both disappointed that there isn’t much like it and also reassured because one of the main reasons your like it is because it is so unique.
The band behind the theme song, by the way, is called S U R V I V E. You can pre-order their upcoming album on bandcamp.
I haven’t posted here in a while. But I came across this song this morning and wanted to share. It is a beautiful, whimsical song, and I think we could all use some beauty and whimsy.
To be honest, I never thought I’d be posting a Tupac interview on this blog, but here we are. And you know what? He’s talking the truth here. Back in 1992. And things certainly haven’t improved since then.