So Long, University of Arizona
This goes out to my Arizona people. For some reason I have more of you on Tumblr, a social networking site that I almost never use, so I’ll put this here.
I keep writing and erasing attempts at being poignant or meaningful; it just comes off as sappy, or pitiful. To quote one of our times greatest philosophers, “ain’t nobody got time for that.”
I just want to express my gratitude to everyone who’s been nice to me. I sometimes wish I wasn’t so bad at interpersonal relationships so we could all hang out and do prepared dance routines or whatever it is that large group of friends do together. Alas, the only dance I can do is macarena; gangstas don’t dance, we boogie. It never would’ve worked.
But hey, I hope you all achieve your goals and dreams and if you ever need any help that doesn’t involve money (or dancing) let me know. If you like reading foursquare check-ins, basketball opinions and failed attempts at humor, add me on facebook.
Kind of gross at first but it grows on you. Tastes like rancid blueberry bubblegum.
It’s not bad. It’s also not red. False advertising. Actually it just tastes like store-brand cola, which is not a bad thing.
Jeff’s Diet Chocolate soda tastes like all my home attempts to make chocolate soda. Kind of gross.
Nesbitt’s Honey Lemonade: Good stuff. The bottle is empty because I drank it all before I remembered I was doing this.
The Whole Brother Dean Thing
Here we are again, real life encroaching on my internet life. A story slightly tangentially connected to me because of the school I go to has me answering questions about something I don’t know a whole lot about.
I don’t know why Brother Dean does what he does. I have heard it’s all an act, that he is the next Andy Kauffman or whatever. I’ve also heard he actually just is some dude who got really into this whole Street Preacher thing. I don’t know.
Basically all I know is that he says some really horrible things, and carries some pretty awful signs suggesting people deserved to be raped (thanks for the link, K8), or racism is cool, or whatever. Now it’s attracting global attention And that there are a lot of people who want the University to do something about him. The University of Arizona’s stance is basically, “he says some repugnant stuff but it’s free speech so we aren’t going to do anything about it.”
I guess I agree with that. I guess. The thing is, it’s hard to agree with that statement. I don’t want to be on the side of the rape advocating dude, that sucks. My emotions say “shut that dude up.” But my logic says “price of free speech is people sometimes say things you don’t want to hear.” And it’s true, the minor internet celebrity I had in the past was largely based upon me saying some things that certainly offended some people. If offending people becomes illegal then I’m a lot closer to a jail cell than most people in this country. But then again, I am not so sure I believe in the slippery slope. I’m not convinced that stopping people from advocating rape or protesting funerals is going to lead to wide spread limits on speech. I’d probably still be allowed to call stupid people stupid on the internet in a world where those sorts of things were banned. At least so I hope.
The other thing to ponder is if what Dean is doing is free speech at all. I think it comes pretty close to violating one of the exceptions to free speech, the “fightin’ words” clause, as it’s sometimes caused. So far, all his words have done is inspire scores of people to peacefully rise up and call him ignorant and shout him down. I think that’s pretty cool. However, things are escalating. Whereas I doubt the slippery slope concept in government, I’m fairly certain the behavior of crowds travels a predictable arc. It’s only a matter of time before a crowd becomes a mob and someone gets hurt. At that point it’s too late to say “well it wasn’t free speech because it incited something.” But then again, is limiting the speech now punishing him for a crime that hasn’t happened yet? I don’t want to do that. But again, it’s hard not to do that.
This is all really too much.
This isn’t the sort of thing I would have to deal with at all if y’all would just listen to me. These sorts of attention seekers should not be rewarded with the attention they’re after. They should be ignored. I spend all day long ignoring people trying to put themselves over, why can’t the rest of you? Our lives would be so much easier. Well, at least my life would be so much easier.
Modern Fiction People
For some reason John (I will never get used to referencing professors as first name people) never posted my blog on the list. Some of you somehow figured out and followed me here anyway (probably after I followed you) but my blog that actually pertains to the class is http://www.tumblr.com/blog/dkfjkdlsj . I honestly just noticed this the other day that none of you were following that blog and were following this one. Or maybe all of this is my fault. It’s possible.
I mean not that I write anything monumentally interesting in either place but I just figured I’d point this out.
I started the process of rebuilding Motards, in the sense that now the domain goes somewhere when you put it in your browser. I mean at this point it is just a vanity project so I guess there is no rush to get all the content back up. But first steps are good.
If Only Every Day Was The SuperBowl
It’s not that I’m a huge football fan, it’s just nice having a big enough audience of active followers on twitter for my jokes not to feel like they’re going out into the wind.
Of course maybe my twitter would be more popular if I didn’t generally just use it for unrequited tweets to celebrities and to accuse Subway of racism.
There’s so many articles about Xavier’s death, and many of them include interviews with the creators. So many of their thoughts can be basically summed up as “well you know…it was REALLY HARD to write stories about him!” and “Guess the Marvel universe just…passed him…
I wish I knew this person wrote this awesome thing in response to me sooner. I’m sorry I don’t know how Tumblr works half the time or that anything I’ve done here got out of the vacuum.
The mobile app, like much of life, makes this a bit easier.