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Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Written by Frank Cotolo
And just what, may I ask, is “the greater good”? Many people I know say that they do things, stuff, chores, jobs, etcetera, for the greater good. But I can’t get my hands around (head around?) the concept.
Am I, for instance, to understand that there is a good greater than good itself? That good is no longer good enough? Now we need a greater good? Does this also mean that we should be looking out for the greatest good?
If, after all, people who understand the greater good are so willing to accept greater, then they must be waiting for greatest: that which has nothing above it that can be higher, mightier or more powerful.
I don’t know what to say about contributing to the greatest good if I cannot even get my head around (arms around?) the greater good. In fact, to tell you the truth, I am still dealing with totally understanding “the good” on its own.
It was easier when I was growing up and you had only two choices: the good and the bad. There was no greater good and no badder bad. The choice was simple to get your arms around (fingers around?).
As the new millennium ensues, there seems to be some attention being paid to that which is greater than good, while no one cares anymore about that which is as good as it gets. You see, as good as it gets is no longer any good if there is a good greater than good itself.
Perhaps I am just too old and too weak and too simple to be able to perform, no less accept, the good that is greater and therefore I am useless to whatever tasks contribute to it. I think I still know great and I am sure that it is better than good. But how am I to recognize that which is a greater good than good, especially, when push comes to shove, I’m not really that good?
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Written by The Artist D
What a treat it was today to take the time and watch 2001 Maniacs free on Hulu.com. I thought it was going to be cheesy, but it really does live up to the good reviews. It’s balls to the wall all the way. There’s sex, nudity, blood, guts, gore, comedy … it’s a masterpiece.
Word has it that there’s another in production called 2001 Maniacs: Beveryly Hellbillys and another coming in 2010 called 2001 Maniacs: The Hillbillys Have Eyes. Get it!? Ingenious.
All the people in this movie were just so deliciously gorgeous too. The cast really was a treasure. You have to see this movie!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Written by The Artist D
I’m excited that Ace of Base is back. Although not as excited that they return with “Wheel of Fortune 2009.” That would be a new mix of that song from like 1990-something.
I had such a crush on Ace of Base back in the day. Now they’re back minus one female. But the one that stayed was the cooler one. And Ulf … I love that name, Ulf. Ulf is still hot. He’s always been the hot to trot one.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Written by The Artist D
I find it hard to believe there is an economic crisis going on. Perhaps someone could explain this to me. I don’t mean explain it in the terms that you know it as. Those terms don’t make sense to me. None of it makes sense to me, actually. I am a realist. I am in many ways a hippie and no matter how deep I may personally be, I look at the big picture and constantly have to wonder. I have always done this. Even when I wrote that terrible book, I’m So Hot! Can I Please Come Out Now? It was terrible because it involved opinions that had not had a chance to ferment into true substances. It was terrible, but now it’s a comedic read.
The money situation is confusing to me. It’s odd. It’s almost like a riddle that makes no sense. We happen to have this country. This country happens to be full of people. These people all need to do something with themselves so that they can provide the ability to live in their personal bubbles.
Suddenly people do not have things to do anymore, not for the lack of trying. Things got more expensive while people got less money. Now nobody can afford to buy things and tens of thousands are losing their jobs by the day. Soon homelessness will be more rampant than it was when nobody talked about it. We will all go on living, but living on more of a budget than we did when we admitted we had budgets. Add downward spiral into infinitum until “somebody does something to turn it around.”
Call me a realist and total hippie but how come these things happen? So there isn’t enough jobs, but there were just enough jobs the other day. For some reason just a few months ago a bunch more people had something to do than they do now. DHL delivery service for example has just pulled out the entire United States market for express deliveries. This costs another 10,000 their jobs. Why can DHL no longer afford to run? Because there aren’t enough people using their service. Now in today’s market there aren’t a lot of people using any delivery service, so if you weren’t making it before, you really aren’t now.
Yes, yes I get it. The trickle down effect. Not enough here, means not enough there, means not enough anywhere, means not a bucket to piss in. I got it. I know the explanations. But the explanations don’t make any sense.
What kept this from happening before? Someone installed some line of thought that made things better for a temporary time period. Well, let’s just do it again. Which is what they are doing, but let’s just really do that again. Let’s do it big. Let the whole world just take one deep breath, forgive everything that it has to and just let us go on in our bubbles once more.
The thing that bothers me is the government and this social structure has been man made. It is not a creation of nature. It does not exist alone like a meteorite or a thunderstorm. Governments don’t just happen. They are not a daffodil or a blade of grass. They are not an atom. A lion is a lion because it is a lion. A government - any government around the entire planet - is only a government because we call it a government. So that gives us the power as beings that are because we are, to create the euphoria or situation that we choose to.
People will tell me that the government can not break these rules as if they are breaking the laws of nature. A government must keep on going in its failed direction because 1+1 must equal 2? Apparently so, in the eyes of the planet. We’ve made our bed and now we must sleep in it? Nobody can just say, “eh, erase, rewind, re-record, no big deal, give it another shot…”
The price we put on things is the price we choose. If we can no longer afford something, is it not just our own selves setting in place a rule saying so? Mother nature does not decide the price of her natural resources. If she did, you really couldn’t afford them. It doesn’t matter if it’s $2 or $5 for gasoline, it’s still too little in the grand scheme of things. It won’t stop us from draining our planet any faster. So, these leaders around everywhere need to just decide something that makes everyone have their jobs back and for life to just go “tra la la” for a larger amount of people again.
And no, don’t even get me started on the ones who never got to go “tra la la” from the very beginning.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Written by The Artist D
Tonight we talked about Internet stardom origins, eating meals on the go and saving the environment. We had a caller named Jason! It was a hoot. I sounded clearer and my call was only dropped twice - but we all have our problems. Tune in below!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Written by The Artist D
There are too many people caught up in their shit to realize how wonderful we all still are! It’s the stupidest shit too. It’s shit that is sucking them dry of all their artistic integrity. They forget that people can still be artists, can be lovers and fierce machines. They think the world is repressed but it’s not. It’s just age that has soured them to irrational extents.
The world hasn’t changed much. Young people are still the revolutionaries and old people are just stuck in the mud because they’re time clock has run out of sand. With every aging year it becomes harder and harder to remember that you can always be young. You can always be fierce.
I just used fierce twice in the same blog.
It pisses me off this neutrality we develope. As if clinging to the bitter helps us survive. In some ways it does, but do you really want to sip from the fountain of youth if it means you have to be a stupid mean bastard?
I don’t.
Meanwhile, I think and have always thought that Brigitte Nielsen is one of the most beautiful charismatic people on this planet.
Written by The Artist D
I think it’s lovely that we have gotten over the whole “black thing” in our country, now that we have opened our minds and hearts to elect a smart, young and darker skinned person as our leader.
Now can we please get over the gay thing already? It is utterly ridiculous that Prop 8 passed. I was absolutely appalled that we have come this far and not that far. Sure, one repressed group at a time. But come on!
What I think is a real gem is the fact that people actually think the banning of gay marriage will stick. The whole black people not voting thing certainly didn’t stick, this won’t either. It can’t. Meanwhile, look at all the wasted dollars and blood pressure medication over something that will be eventually anyway.
People need to get over themselves. The sanctity of marriage. I mean, even the jokes are getting old. What sanctity? The divorce rate? The drunken Las Vegas tourists lining up to get married by a fake Elvis? The husband getting mad at his estranged pregnant beloved wife and shooting her in the stomach? Oh, I see!!!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Written by Frank Cotolo
So the phone rings. “Halo,” I say, having a pretty good night thanks to the meds.
“Hey bro, it’s me,” says the familiar voice.
“Barry! Hey man, wazzzzup?”
“I made it, I won, I’m the next President.”
“Go home. Really? I hadn’t heard. Since when. You’re putting one on, man.”
“No, it’s the truth, change has come, I made it. Go turn on CNN.”
I walk to the TV and change the channel from a repeat of the old Patty Duke Showto CNN and sure enough there is Barry waving to thousands of people. I smile and say, “Barry, how wonderful, man. You and change and … wait, that makes you the first black prexy.”
“Yeah, if you don’t count Grover Cleveland,” and he laughs.
And I laugh. It’s an old in joke. We are both laughing harder, louder and then Barry says, “Look man, I got to go. This looks like it is gonna be a busy job.”
“Hey bro,” I say seriously, “thanks for calling, thanks for telling me. I hope to see you around.”
“Maybe one night, like around two or three in the morning,” he says, “you can come by and we can order cornbeef sandwitches. You can get anything here anytime you want it.”
“Great, let’s do it.”
“Be safe, bro.”
“I will.”
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Written by Frank Cotolo
Recently, I was smitten by the likelihood of an ancestor who was a sailor on Christopher Columbus’ journey to the West Indies. That trip, of course, resulted in the discovery of America. It was my ancestor, so I am told, who made Columbus aware that where the Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria docked was not the West Indies.
The story goes that my ancestor, Cisco Cutolo [sic], was Columbus’s closest shipmate and he relied upon him for directions like north, south, east and west when navigating. But Columbus was adamant about having landed in the West Indies and he and Cisco argued until Cisco stabbed Columbus in the cape, drawing silk threads. This hurt their friendship.
Also, it is now being speculated that after the argument Cisco left Columbus’s journey and headed north on a ship he built using bamboo, oak trees and rare spices. He landed in what is now known as the city of Oakland, California and started a city just south of there. He married Francis Bonadelaro and settled in the city then named for them: Francisco. Later, after the duo received sainthood from the Catholic Church, the city became known as San Francisco.
I am going to believe this story.
Written by Vanilla Child
There is nothing like calling your best friend while they at work and instead of saying “hello” when they answer saying “trick or treat, smell my feet, give me a big fat dick to eat!” only to hear them crack up and respond “you silly yo…I’m in a MEETING! BYE!” then hang up on you, still in full out laughter. LOL! Halloween is fun. I don’t care what those damn Jehovas say!
So I’m sitting here watching TV again…you’ll never guess what?! *bows head in shame* The History Channel! OY! I can’t really help it, it’s like crack and all it makes me think is….where the fuck do they get their information?! I mean seriously, how does anyone really know what happend in another time unless they actually lived in it…and by the time it would become history, how much of it would those remaining really remember?! Don’t get me wrong, I love history and appreciate it; it fascinates me to no end. I just don’t know how much of it I can actually believe.
Anywho, they are giving some special on the history of Halloween (how predictable it being Halloween and all) and as usual I am only half paying attention…but…I have gathered this much…the History Channel is fucking obsessed with religion and especially the whole concept of good v.s. evil. It’s either monsters and demons or Jesus and well, Jesus.
What’s the deal History Channel? Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you lean more toward the mostrous and demonic than the Good Man himself…and it’s not just because it’s Halloween, I notice this shit all year long! I also notice that most of what you have to say about Jesus isn’t even positive. You know you’ll be going to hell for that right? Of course you do, you are the History Channel and you know everything…how the hell do you think I know you’ll be going to hell? Because you told me so.
Now, while I don’t so much agree with your damned views on Jesus, I do have to give you credit where credit is due for making religions look idiotic…because they are. Thank you for reminding me of that by showing a shit ton of footage of the behaviors of many different religions and their people essentially making asses of themselves…all in the span of an hour or two and then repeating it several times a day for a month so it all stays fresh in my adult ADHD mind. Without you I’d probably be a productive part of society. But you scare me, you depress me, you make me want to never go the fuck outside again for fear of literally everything!
History Channel, you are one of my heroes; you have made me what I am today. A fucking psychological, drug induced mess. And as much as I hate to love you…I love to hate you! You are evil at it’s best breeding more evil day by day with your so called knowledge and ideas. It’s fucking genius…the anti-christ in a box.
Vanilla Child
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