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Tuesday, July 7, 2009

An Idiot's Guide to Writing Poetry.

What is Poetry?

"Poetry is a form of literary art in which language is used for its aesthetic and evocative qualities in addition to, or in lieu of, its apparent meaning. Poetry may be written independently, as discrete poems, or may occur in conjunction with other arts, as in poetic drama, hymns and lyrics." - Wikipedia

Translation: Poetry is an outlet used by a wide variety of individuals to convey emotion. It can be written in many forms and has no set rules or guidelines. This makes it very popular in the sense that just about anyone can write what they want, and how. Many people will argue this, and tell you that Poetry need always have rhyme or rhythm, but that isn't the truth. Yes, it needs to sound pleasing and as long as what you depict comes off to the reader with a sense of meaning, or justifiable feeling, then it has served its' purpose. Read more.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

What is America's Favorite Pastime?

If you asked an average American, that had average schooling, and an average job; they would more than likely tell you that it was Football; hands down. You're doubting my logic now, vehemently claiming Baseball over football; willing to propose a scrimmage of epic proportions to stake your claim. I give you my sympathy, and understand your ambiguity, but at least wait until I've tried my hand at proving a point.

Though in the past, it was believed that Baseball was the dominant contributor to large-scale athletics, and the all around American sport, two polls conducted in 2008 reveal exactly which sport we glorify above all. Football is still number one with approximately 31% of the vote, as it has been since the poll began in 1985. If you're wondering where Baseball happened to land, It took the silver medal with 16% of Americans counting it as their favorite. Not a bad place for the "proclaimed" all American Pastime, but still not first.

But why is it, that Football has held onto that top-of-the hill position for such a long time? Read more.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Michael Jackson, Gone for Good!

Let's see, how can I put this is in a way so as not to upset the mass millions that are "tragically" mourning Michael's "untimely" Death; He's fucking GONE people! He didn't fake his own death via body double, and he definitely didn't pull a damn Houdini.

With the very conveniently leaked autopsy results, it's safe to conclude one thing; Michael was just asking for it. According to The Sun News, "8st 1oz, no food just pills in his stomach, bald, bruised, his ribs broken by CPR, 4 needle wounds near his heart..."

He was anorexic beyond belief, only eating one very small meal a day. He was completely bald, indicating malnutrition as well. (Yeah, he was pulling off a wig like John Travolta.)

Now seriously, what the hell did he think was going to happen? Get it in your head folks, your lovely king of Pop was just wishing, and hoping for that death; a death that I might add, seemed to move the world in more ways that 10 September 11th's ever could have.

I believe, (though correct me if I'm wrong) that this mass population of "devoted" fans pathetically removed all of those magnificent media incidents that Michael portrayed over the years. Sure, when he was younger

he had his moment; was actually worthy of the praise that he received for being a pop genius. But in recent light things just haven't been quite right.

Well that's an understatement, excuse me, Michael went from teen idol to just fucked up in a bad way. I know you remember that day on the news when Michael was flashed across the screen, holding his youngest child over a balcony 3 stories up; am I right?

No, I bet you forgot all about that in your mourning and attempt to please the Pop Gods by crying Michael's name in reverence. If any other parent; no scratch that. If any other PERSON had done something to this extent, could you just imagine the punishment they would receive? It makes me sick; and in the literal sense.

And you know, all this Media coverage over his death is a bit much for one person who has been on his death bed for many, undeniable years. Think about this; our soldiers...you know the ones who over in the Middle East fighting for your independence? Yeah, those courageous men and women that you never give a fleeting thought for. Well, on average, about 5 of them die every day; What do we do for them?

Nothing. Nothing is what we do. Instead, we take up a full month or so on counting the number of times some alleged pop star got up on a stage and earned more than 100 of his fans could make in a year.

Oh and guess what? He's really dead. Gone for good; no Houdini bull shit.