THE JUICE
[enhancement:reach]
[retrival:journalling]
[obsolescence: op-ed]
[reversal:narcissism]
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
THE INTERVENTION
NEIGHBOUR JIM: Sam? Please, take a seat. We're all here to talk to you about a problem we think you have, that we want to help you with.






SAM: Wha-? This is crazy I don't have a problem-






FRIEND STEVE: It's the Oil, Sam. It's tearing you apart. You're addicted.





NEIGHBOUR JIM: You need to stop. You're using way too much. Every day you're using using using. Some days you just get up and use and sit around all day, completely ignorant of reality.





SAM: That's not true at all, I'm completely fine... Oh, Barbara, not you too!?





BARBARA WIFE: Yes honey, we all agree. It's made you sick - you can hardly breathe; you never exercise and you're getting fat, and... you never have the energy or desire to be intimate with me anymore. All you seem to care about is using Oil and how you're going to get your daily fix.





SAM: Ahhh I can't take this I need some Oil now... where is it...




NEIGHBOUR JIM: You won't find any in your usual stash, Sam. Jesus Christ man, in the garage? Right next to your kids bikes? Right there for them to see what their old man's become? What, did you want your little Chad and Rosie to be like their dad, and get addicted to Oil too? What kind of a message are you sending them, Sam?




ELLEN NEIGHBOUR: And it's eating away at your money Sam. Barbara showed Jim and I your finacial situation. You're very in debt. You've got to kick the Oil. You're spending away your children's future.






YOUR LITTLE CHAD AND ROSIE: Please don't spend away our future. You don't need Oil. We love you without the Oil.





SAM: Oh, Kids... No, I want to, stop, but... I need it. Just a little bit. One last time.




NEIGHBOUR JIM: No, Sam. No more oil.




SAM: Where is it? What did you do with my Oil? I'm getting angry...





FRIEND STEVE: Stay calm, Sam... don't do anything you might regret-




SAM: Don't make me hurt someone! I'll do it! I'll do it!
Monday, June 12, 2006
stink finger
Maybe I'll talk about something... now.

How about that dang trrrrrrism everyone's talking about?
Yeah, that's a popular thing to talk about.


I think very reasonably that these are just some angry kids. We were/are all angry at something around that age in our lives. We targeted our hypothetical lashing out at things that were culturally familiar to us as evil or wrong or in our view, ethically negative. We got angry at presidents, pollution and popular music. It wasn't an influential or even common strain of thought in our socia environment to despise or carry anger towards America the Great Satan, World Bank credit slavery, or Western culture altogether. Not to say for certain that the feelings of these kids in this terrorism situation even extended to that level.

As the world leaves the print age of linearity and enters the electric paradigm of simultaneity, tribalism re-emerges in a big way as a prominent method of social orgainzation. It is primitive but it is infectious and effective, and it is most importantly extremely subtle and covert while nurturing devotion in its members. A great example of the new tribalism is profesisonal sports fans. They grow fiercely aligned and dedicated to their team and draw battle ligns before the fans of their enemies. Fashion and music and pretty much a whole lot of other things are expressions of tribalism.

In a tribal environment, ideologies are very efficiently cultivated; minimization of other influencing forces accellerates this process even more. This is what happened. A couple of guys at the local whatever were circulating some ideas and laying down informed arguments and so some malleable young people got swept up in the anger and romance of it. I can see how it could happen. They took them to play freaking paintball! Awesome! Kind of like when you started doing drugs, hating jocks, being religious/atheistic or stopped eating meat or shopping at the GAP.

I agree with what seems to be the consensus out there, at least from the discussion on Tristan's and Calvin's blogs. There's probably one or two older guys in there who are, if not active extremists, then at least pretty deep into this dangerous dialogue the world is having with America. Maybe it's a kind of intervention on some level.

At any rate it could have been you in their place so I guess be thankful you've been taught to hate corporations and cell-phone plans and way-the-fuck-too-much-packaging and NASCAR and the Yankees.

Hate the Yankees, love fear.
Monday, June 05, 2006
do this!
This is a challenge to everyone.

A list of any amount of anything that gives you enjoyment/pleasure/comfort/positivity/anything.
In no particular order.

Construct it. Post it. It's not about one-upmanship. Just do it.

Here's mine so far:

streetcars
Bob Dylan
kielbassa sausage
jeans
photobooths
roasted salted almonds
Sneaky Dee's
Tylenol Ultra Relief
Douglas Coupland
communication/media theory
five star 3 1/2" x 5" notebook
words
orgasms given and received
Raphael (the turtle, natch)
road-trip music
vitamins
refined & limited personal style
nostalgia
stencils
the perfect pair
Lee's Palace
Hayden
right gift for the right person
hot-air popcorn popper



Let's hear yours. This is easy. It's like a free post.