Nik Cohn picks the top ten rock ‘n roll books. While I certainly approve of X-Ray, where’s Lester Bangs?
Author / DrMabuse
John Kerry: Ho-Hum Candidate, Ho-Hum Video Game
You know that the Republican National Committee is getting desperate when it tries to use videogames as a marketing tool. One of them is a boxing game called Kerry vs. Kerry, featuring commentary from Don King. But according to Jim McClellan, “these games aren’t much fun to play, even if you are a Bush supporter.”
Recent Confusion
It suddenly occurs to the proprietor that he is allowing silly things to plague his mind and thus the blog here in question. Recent emotional currents rolling down my grand river of life have left me in states that involve (a) absent-mindedness, (b) placing priorities on things that I might otherwise never have considered, (c) operating on a tightly regimented plan in defiance of states (a) and (b), (d) divesting myself of a lot of needless muck, and (e) being far too nice and considerate to people, more so than the cheery days of March. The end result of this is something strange, productive, and otherwise unworldly. Nevertheless, it’s all true — indeed, truer than before. I’d go into more details, but the simple fact is that I’m not entirely cognizant myself and I need to memorialize much of these strange sensations privately before I can begin to be forthright about them publicly. Plus, some of the grand plans keeping the momentous rivulet gushing are still being carried out and the nautical expert’s results remain inconclusive. Plus plus, the details are bound to mesh with more details pertaining to completely unrelated things and developments rolling along (including this play). So there you are.
I’ll just momentarily state that I acknowledge your confusion, but out of this mesmerizing chaos will come, I suspect, a clarity deeper than before. For those who have waded through these waters, I admire your determination. I’ll do my best to provide life preservers and remind you to roll up your jeans before you get your feet wet. But at the present time, I cannot guarantee consistency in content, disciplined or otherwise. But I’ll do my best.
Notes on the Slave Class
Research into day jobs has turned up some surprising insight into how bland occupations destroy the human spirit and contribute to premature mortality. Workers clinging to jobs they despise have been found not only to die two to five years earlier than those working an enjoyable day job, but have also shown a marked decline in enthusiasm for outside interests and passions, occasionally identified as “boredom.” Chained to an economy that cuts tax breaks for the rich while failing to recognize the plight of the working poor, the slave class has seen their inner strength and faith depart earlier than their bloated brethren. As the slave class has recognized how closed their world has become, their interests have, in some cases, become limited to cable television and potato chips.
Experts from Plato onward (“No trace of slavery ought to mix with the studies of the freeborn man.”) have realized for decades that it’s necessary to enslave a sizable portion of the population while preserving an educated class. Referred to as “the service sector” or “the temp industry” or even “dull admin jobs,” this slave career niche is often advertised with remarkable and unholy enthusiasm. Perky people working in departments called “human resources” and “career analysts” often inform potential applicants on how to “market their skills” or instruct them “how to create a positive impression.” Descending lower down the ladder, the slave population can often be located in retail stores, motels and restaurants, hunkered over toilets with a brush, their faces plastered with the most genuine smiles they can muster, all toiling for a pittance and all subject to greater scrutiny than the population fortuitous enough to have been borne into wealth or blessed with Ivy League connections.
However, none of the social scientists ever anticipated that the existing state would create such unmanacled misery. Nor did they count upon the fact that the educated class would require the services of the slave class from cradle to grave. Nor could anyone anticipate the peak in globalization. Who knew that the slave class would be manumitted to some degree? Who knew that presenting them with the illusion of “independence” would make them resistant or perhaps so angry and irrational that they would throw their faith in with some cowboy from Texas who clearly could not manage the current state of affairs (let alone his own), or even consider a terrible act of torture as a heroic deed?
Who knew that it would be “lack of training” that would also be the casual explanation for the abusers? A casual problem that the human resources person would have an answer for: “No problem! Market your skills!”
There Are…Certain Things I Will Not Buy
DVD File reports that After Hours, a beautifully twisted Scorsese film, is coming to DVD, along with several other rocking titles. After Hours will have audio commentary from Scorsese, deleted scenes and a featurette.