I need something to distract me from the stresses of the day. Something that will distract me from the perpetual bad news machine that is the American press today. Something good, wholesome, and nice.
Al Green, Sting, Tom Hanks, Lily Tomlin among Kennedy Center honorees Okay, it's good that the Kennedey Center is going to honor Sting, but I wonder how the WWE will handle it since Sting's never really worked for them. That questioning makes this news story not rise to the level of the distraction that I needed.
News from the royal family has been a good source of distraction for the past couple of years. The news of the impending royal baby is good, but I need something more domestic to distract me.
And that'll do it. Wrestlers and royal babies may provide temporary distraction, but boobs will always provide me with something that will remain front and center in my mind.
I'm struck with a moral dilemma over a satirical piece that I want to write. I'm hesitating writing it because it might be in bad taste. Normally being in bad taste isn't a deterrent to me, as someone who thinks that The Whitest Kids U'Know is the most goddamn funny sketch comedy group of the last twenty years, but the idea I have crosses a line that I'm not comfortable crossing.
As I have touched on before, Apple has specific language in it's iTunes End User Liscence Agreement forbidding it's users from using it's products for the purpose of terrorism. It's buried deep in the agreement, just pull it up, press Ctrl+F, and search for "biological weapons". Really, it's there. According to reports, the terrorist group ISIS is using iPhones in the production of several of the recent videos that they have released. These videos are clearly used for the purpose of terrorism, which would run in conflict with the iTunes EULA. My idea was to say that Apple, using it's vast sum of riches and influence, was using it's power to take down ISIS in ways that the US and other government are unable to.
Here's the problem: In order to write this piece, I'd have to reference the recent videos showing the beheading of journalists Steven Sotloff and James Foley. I could dance around those videos and not directly reference them, but inevitable someone reading the post would remember the media reports of those beheadings, and make the connection for themselves. Given the nature of the videos, I do not want to have such a connection to my work be made. So, I hesitate in writing the piece in question. Is this what it's like to have a soul? I haven't had one since I sold mine for money to buy some disappointing sponges.
Take your normal superhero origin story. Guy gets powers, guy realizes he has powers, guy goes out to save the world. Now factor this in: the guy has a score to settle.
Everybody wonders what it is that makes them who they are. The Hawk thought that question was securely answered. However a meeting with a boy in a hospital causes him to question everything. Why he is, who he is, what he is, and even if he is.
Eleven years after the events of Consequences Of Mayorust, The Hawk finds himself dealing with many of the same issues that many of us deal with: A less than satisfying job, co-workers of variant annoyance, and a romantic life is unhealthy at best. Thrust into all this is Madison Medina, a well meaning woman who's adversarial relationship with The Hawk morphs into a kind of friendship. Madison, in addition to learning more about herself and her abilities, help to reveal deeper problems inside the organization both she and The Hawk work for.
In every workplace there is a person. A person who doesn't talk to anyone, has walled themselves socially, and seems openly hostile to everyone. Every workplace has this person, even if you don't know of such a person, they're there. The Black Robin Christmas Carol is the story of one of these people. It delves into who this person is, why this person is, and how this person can change for the better.
There is a story. A story of pain, a story of loss, a story of unspeakable horrors, a story that has not been given it's proper attention. Some are ignoring this story. Some are unaware of this story. Some know of this story but are complicit in it's darkness. This is a story that must be told. Told so that the good can stop it and the bad can feel shame for it.
When I thought up thig blog, the name I first thought up was "Random Bullshit". Quickly I recognized that this name would put some people off. Then I thought of the name "Random Bull****". That seemed to be to much clutter. Then I was inspired with the name that dons this blog today.
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