protect the children from the children

ridiculous as it is, watching a harry potter marathon on the abc family station (missed the first four though cuz i watched other stuff last night and slept today, but i know them well enough so it doesn't matter and in fact, it is better that way cuz...) is a clear reflection of the fears and delusions most humans accept as right and truth and reality... i refer mostly to the editing for television, not to the stories themselves... as if the movies that millions of children were brought to by their parents numerous times were not edited properly, the tv editors (are they just protecting their jobs as those layered in bureaucracy do or are they puritanical control freaks driven by their own perverse fears - or what?) randomly (though they would claim carefully selectively) chopped out lines and bits of scenes that ultimately change the entire experience so beloved in the movies...

because it is so much safer to stick our heads in the sand, after all...

still, it makes for good background tv as it reminds me of the characters and stories i enjoyed when they were a bit more whole... one more theatrical series of stories i wish someone who was into them would share with me...

nasa tv

sometimes i love to just zone into nasa tv... it's kind of like sci-fi without a story line... i can just let my mind wander and write it's own story as i imagine intelligent beings living healthier and more peacefully than humans do on earth...

yeah, imagine :)

sports galore

it's been a high volume playoff sports season for a couple of months now and as it comes to it's conclusion, i ponder the relative addiction that so many have to watching others play physical games and wonder why so few actually play... not that everyone is so athletic, but almost everyone can run around and learn some skills to achieve some measure of proficiency in some, if not many sports... but the vast majority of people would rather pay huge amounts to a few rather spoiled, minimally educated, and quite elite athletes who, in recent years, seem to focus on egocentric individual performances and money rather than good team efforts, fan concern, and good sportsmanship... so i turn on some amateur sports to remember a bit of what sports is about, a bit because so many amateur sports are not team sports, but still, at least some (we can hope most) amateurs are striving for best team performance and not just money and ego first... of course if you know me at all, then you know that i view most everything from a rather different perspective... and then, as i watched girls gymnastics, i started wondering if girls gymnastics was developed by men who wanted to watch young girls flex their gluteus maximus muscles while secretly hoping for some virgin camel toes and mumblers (we won't ponder why men want to coach the sport then, oh come on now)...

and now for something completely different...

x-what?

ever notice how utterly repressed scully was in the x-files?... i mean, she had all of these haunting issues and did so much to distract herself with pseudo-science (the show really had no science in it, i mean, compare it with csi or ncis, it was geared toward conspiracy theory lovers and people who probably watch all the ghost and paranormal shows now... i wonder sometimes, now that time has passed and i see reruns in a different light, why i liked it so much... it was in that film noir stylee i supposed that made it a bit intriguing, but the acting, well, as much as i loved mulder and scully at the time, was pretty flat, stoic, and adversarial... so different than the family devotion feeling the acting and characters share in ncis...i guess it was the odd storylines that bordered on on outer limits and other exploration of the unknown shows that i enjoy... maybe i felt a little sorry for scully and related to the quixotic quest for truth that mulder portrayed... the government conspiracy stuff gets old fast for me, but it played it's role in the attraction from time to time...

oh well, stuck here with my injured foot i am watching way too much tv and overall, tv has been unsatisfying for me today, but x-files going down the tube?... maybe watching a dozen episodes would return the show back to it's top ten place in my list of favorite hows, but i think for now, it drops out... not that this is earth shaking news or anything, but then, this is just my background tv blog, so what did you expect? :)

thank goodness for youtube :)

bad sci-fi

bad acting and worse writing has occupied the tv for the last hour or few... sci-fi channel movies can be so very terribly put together... i guess sci-fi fans in general have low critical standard or this station would never survive... cliche's like teenagers will save the world... there must be boy girl, cute and without excess body fat, of course... and clothing partially torn off whenever possible... and each have a parent lost and alone who fall in love with each other after the kids save them, naturally (or else we need the estranged parents who are brought back together in the end)... and this is especially good with brilliant misunderstood kids in trouble or in school detention cuz you've got to disregard rules and break stuff to save the world, right?... i mean, you really must be ready for the next extinction level event, right?... fear-based everything attracts most humans i suppose... i prefer hitchhiker's guide walkabouts and the less violent alternative perspective sci-fi found in some of heinlein, bradbury, and asimov, personally... but they did not need contorted reasoning and ridiculously illogical events to set up momentary visual effects (usually unnecessary and often that have nothing to do with the story) and actually had imaginations... for me, tv sci-fi (syfy, now) is a bit of eye candy in the background and an occasional interesting idea put into a story... tonight bad sci-fi distracts me from foot pain that keeps me stuck sitting here... elevate, ice, rest, bad sci-fi...

would rather play with you :)

human ego

after months of forgetting i even have cable, i put aside the video game distraction and watch the odder side of tv, sci fi, being human and lost girl and sure, always the outsider with some deep dark secret super power, are we really such an egocentric species that it has to be all about being human?... add the stupidity of self-destruction and the weepy emo weakness of the glimmer of potential for goodness and any non-human species with superior senses or powers feeling like they are missing something is as delusional as the typical human... but then, these shows are made for humans by humans, after all... duh...

is it the fear of the aloneness of reality that drives humans into the blind acceptance of self-destructive seductions or pathetic delusions just to give us the sense of belonging and being right and not being alone and... whatever?...

or something like whatever...

human fears

the fear of nudity and more, the fear of not being perfect, especially not being in a perfect body (whatever that is) by current human standards completely dominates almost every media presentation and human activity... i can sometimes, when sleepy and easily distracted (and that does tend to happen), appear fascinated by the ritualistic lambasting and criticism of the supposed imperfections and the narrow minded idolization of the supposed perfect bodies...

something called the 25 most memorable swimsuit moments bring this to mind... the odd thing is that most of the people these media whores call hot or perfect are usually not attractive to me at all... though ok (oh kate), kate hudson is an exception...

ironically or not, it is my natural aversion to fat cuz instinctively i knew fat was a sign of laziness, apathy, low self-love, and unhealthy habits that lead to the lack of appeal for fat boobs (and that is what boobs are, the bigger they are, the more fat they contain, like it as most are trained to do or not), while a few inches below (abs) the slightest bit of fat is repulsive to most, which is completely illogical and another sign of the sheep-like blindness that most humans follow...

and let's not even mention that the show glorifies nipples and yet blurs them because, omigosh, we can't show nipples to children (ummm, breast feeding?... to debate the arbitrary definitions of sexy and sleazy, naughty and slutty, or whatever ridiculously (actually) meaningless words humans create to avoid these fears of sexuality and nudity, well, to me it's just stupidity... yeah, the illogic is so hypocritical as most fear-based thoughts are)... so i toss between laughing and feeling sad about this human fear and confusion...

oh, but they finish with phoebe, redemption?... though it was always her face that came first and her butt that came second for me, pun (and bun) not necessarilly intended (oh did i just give in to the attempt at a clever quip based on double entendre that growns with failure?... nyuk nyuk, right)...

maybe it's time to wake up and do something healthy, aye? :)

idol sucks

it is not a show i want to watch anymore (actually did not watch it this week cuz softball season started up again) because it is not a show that picks the best voice (adam's loss last year should have proven that, but this year is the last straw for me) or singer or performer, it is a show rigged by young techie kids, mostly little girls who know little about music or singing, who can mass-text for their favorite momentary heart-throb...

bye idol, simon must be laughing now...

harry's law

lol... yeah, lol... not that the show is funny, though it seems to have some decent quirk possibilities, but more cuz i was just (earlier tonight and a few times in the past week or so) thinking about how i've not really had much to say about the background tv lately and here i am inspired to write a few words (and smile a sappy smile a shed an emo tear) by a show i accidently tuned into as i was looking for something to disctract myself from an achy neck and body discomfort that was keeping me awake when i should be asleep but what really has me awake is wanting to write/share more cuz it's been a while, too long a while, since i gave myself some time to take care of myself and the truly personally importantly meaningful things in my heart and mind (not to mention babbling and creativity) and wouldn't you know, that is pretty much what harry's law seems to be trying to be all about (with the usual poetic license)...

also enjoyed fringe tonight...

and wow, dying changes everything episode of house, ever see it?...

remembering snl

a long long time ago (and i don't mean american pie or even a linda ronstadt song), i found myself semi-wasted after a tour in the us army where drugs were easier to get than sex, but just barely, and both were a lot easier to get than arrested for carrying a gun on a white house tour, but that’s beside the point… where was i?... ah yes, remembering snl… i started this entry an hour and a half ago… and with jim carrey as the guest host, i decided to watch… a bit earlier i was on my way out to play games with friends when the jets-colts game got interesting so i decided to continue watching and by the time it was over, i decided to cook some dinner here and watch snl…

it was a long long time ago (is this where we came in?) when i was sitting home, or perhaps i was in pompano beach visiting friends, memory is not perfect and location was not as important as the memory of the feeling, the gleefully awakening of the feeling of revelation when something new emerges from the ether (or everything outside the head) as i watched the first episode of saturday night light… that first show was followed by week after week of the most different comedy i had ever seen on television and for almost two years i was drawn to watch every almost saturday night…

tonight was, as has been the case every year since those first shows, disappointing, but in that it rekindled memories of the original gleeful feeling, it was well worth staying home for… and here i am now, remembering another fond memory, lays barbecue potato chips, while eating the baked version thinking how lays baked barbecue potato chips taste much like pringles, which is quite disappointing as well… with each passing year everything seems to be more and more processed, less and less fresh, and i wonder how long the human race can continue like this…

and when will the next gleeful awakening feeling of revelation come? :)

sg:u

star gate: universe is still as it first came across to me, a cross between several popular shows of the day, especially what i've heard of lost and that taints it for me for i never could find my way into lost as it reminded me too much of survivor and that was just a step away from big brother and all the other psuedo-reality shows that were pandering to the most banal base aspects of human stupidity and fear and stereotyping... and then there are slightly religious undertones showing through that are even worse, but that is the worst part of human creativity, the lack of it... always returning to the same fear of death and the walk into the light explanation for what happens after death, complete with angel wings for those who need them...

but it's all that's left of the star gate series, so i'll keep hoping there is less focus on the same old same old human archetypes and a chance there might be an original thought, the hope of sci-fi dreamer...

lost interest

principle too... in idol, that is... i mean, surely i knew the audience was seriously skewed and had no appreciation of talent or personality or, go figure, vocal ability, but still, they could have gone with pretty boys with better voices this year... the best voices went early in the top twelve, except for crystal who ran circles around lee head to head last night and tonight... it is sad and even pathetic to see such an undeserving winner, i mean, is it is really a talent contest...

it is not though, it's a middle america white bread teenage cirl bland fest... last hyear was obvious, this year even more obvious... when the girls stopped splitting their vote between lee and casey, crystal didn't have a chance... meanwhile, lee will sell a little to the artistically uneducated who don't mind stiff clones who wouldn't win most neighborhood bar karaoke contests, i mean, it was fitting joe cocker showed up... they probably couldn't get the boss out to sing for his bland imitator...

so the idol season was disappointing right up to the end... i wouldn't pay to see the top twelve with lee as the lead, just as i felt the best talent last year was not given the win either... middle america votes for the bland, which makes the show disappointing for anyone who thinks the most talented singer-performer should win...

might be time to return to forgetting to turn the tv on :)

the end of time

or at least the end of 24, at least until the movie (they did it for X-Files, i doubt they'll miss this chance)... i admit a large part of me was disappoint that jack kept it together and didn't just blow the murdering head of states heads off, all three in fact, or at least the two guys... but i suppose the suicide was more humiliating for the former president... so they made jack human with a conscience and a noble do-anything-for-the-flag true partiot to the end, which works best for a movie follow-up...

chloe needs to man-up for the movie (at least a little, aye?... i mean, challenge the former president's aide a little more for keeping the head of ctu who just shot jack bauer detained while she's supposed to be coordinating protection for the president and world leaders)...

ok, so i look forward to 24 on the big screen, even if i only watched it as background noise about half the season at most over the years... the question will be how do you fit 24 hours into two?... ah yes, cut out all the meaningless soap opera crap and focus on the action...

what's on now? :)

take it to the limit one more time

that's what 24 seems to be gearing up to do... won't be surprised to see waterboarding and all sorts of tortures before the end... they can justify it with some logic like exposing the american people to the reality of what our government does in our name under the guise of protecting us might wake people up to the inhumanity we allow and support and cheer on while simultaneously condemning others for doing the same...

just watch the news with your mind open if you need more proof...

besides, it's fox, so they've got to made the bleeding heart liberals look bad, pathetic, even corrupt... will jack shake them all up by the end of the show?... will the show shake all of us up?... what sort of surprise is in store?...

yawn, pass the chocolate :)

caprica

as i watched another episode of caprica, the prequel series to battlestar gallactica i remembered why i did not watch battlestar after catching a few random episodes... on a subconscious level the series turned me off at first glance for a number of reasons... war does not appeal to me at all... i have not sat through star wars, for instance... i've seen bits of some of the nine films, but the whole buck rogers war genre of sci-fi turns me off (i only glanced at buck rogers as well)...

so why did i choose to pay for the downloads of caprica a few weeks ago?... impulse, yes... the same impulse that leads me to occasionally glance up and get into smallville and that seventies show and dollhouse (though dollhouse had the dual appeal of a mystery and/or intriguing premise like the dead zone and dead like me and heroes, maybe) and even dawson's creek, simply, a pretty face... though caprica's pretty face is not in the same league as others, maybe smallville, which i seldom actually choose to watch... caprica offers an intriguing premise and possibilities, though i sense it will not live up to the possibilities i see in it because, after all, humans are creating it and it will most likely reinforce all the stupid human beliefs in the end...

give me some heinlein or sci-fi that actually challenges human beliefs and that i will want to see, probably go out of my way to see, even... and after seven or so episodes the grating aspects of battlestar are starting to reach a repetition that is challenging to ignore... the moronic use of the word frack, for instance... i mean, fucking frack this and frack that and even substituting frack for shit and other words... the lack of creativity (and guts) is a purtid stench in the script and the puritanical language fear is nauseating to my ears...

and then there are other ignorance fears and prejudices played upon to what the writers must believe is either an ignorance audience or an audience who wants to see human superstitions and prejudices and fears played out by other races, maybe in that insecure human desire to validate their own fears and prejudices... like a train wreck or a plane crasj attracts an audience... and yet, i want to see if the possible enlightened outcome might be where the writers are going (that is so very rare in human literature and arts)... so i download the episodes...

then the next irritant shows itself, the ultra-slow pacing of the story as draggin on and on as any soap opera ever was... i will further alienate most of my human audience by stating that i feel the only way i could actually watch a soap opera day after day is if i was severely retarded... at least... i have yet to see one, and i have tried watching for stretches of time in this life, that does not move so slowly that is is utterly predictable and overall, asks so little of the brain outside of sit and watch in a vegetative state...

meanwhile, the commercial for the news just urged me to watch to see the opening of python humping season... yes, tv news, python humping, the news... the founders of the fourth estate would no doubt be proud...

anyway, back to caprica, i'm tired of talking about it at the moment (awwww, what a let down, aye?)... there's more, but perhaps now we see why, at least for me in this life, tv is little more than background noise...