I am frankly terrified
This, more than anything I have ever experienced, makes me want to want to dig a hole and pull it in after me.
Watch the first minute or so, if you can, and then jump to 3:54.
Sheesh. I need more guns.
[wik] Ashton Kutcher as the face of the new order of the ages. Along with the obvious horror, a secondary horror is the staggering historical ignorance this little piece of unintentionally Orwellian theater demonstrates in its art design.
[alsø wik] Ashton Kutcher, I have always felt, represented something evil. I just wasn't sure until today what it was.
[alsø alsø wik] I for one would like to be among the first to welcome our Stepford Hollywood Elite Overlords. Non servium.
[wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër?] My wife just suggested Non Servium would make a nice tshirt. So as not to implicate myself as a Satanist, we'd need to add a picture of Obama. Maybe done up Che-style, but I think the socialist realist depiction from that video would perhaps be most apropos.
[see the løveli lakes...] And really, wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër? Sweden seems almost Republican now.
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Murdoc is speechless. (And that don't happen often...)
That's creepy, alright. And,…
That's creepy, alright.
And, if the protagonists had any self-awareness, they'd be embarrassed.
I wonder if they'll rethink their views when it turns out that Mr. Obama's unicorn cannot, in fact, fart rainbows & crap Skittles on command.
Ein stuhl in der Hölle for that lot! a very small wobbly chair. with lots of splinters.
This smells like National Service Act propaganda.
As always, Elvis Costello has the final word.
"Senior Service"
Senior service
Junior dissatisfaction
It's a breath you took too late
It's a death that's worse than fate
Senior service
Junior dissatisfaction
Though it may be second hand
It's by no means second rate
I want your neck
I want the seat that you sit at
I want your cheque
Because they told me I would get on
I wanna chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket
If you should drop dead tonight then they won't have to ask me twice
(Chorus)
They took me in the office and they told me very carefully
The way that I could benefit from death and disability
(Chorus)
I want your company car
I want your girlfriend and love
I want your place at the bar
Because there's always another man
To chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket
If you should drop dead tonight then they won't have to ask me twice
The last gasp of scale as an organizing principle. Just get through it -- this too shall pass.
Here's my pledge, offered in the Konigliche-und-Kaiserliche spirit:
In brightest day, in blackest night
No evil shall escape my sight
Let those who worship evil's might
Fear my power - Green Lantern's light!
Wow, that's quite possibly the biggest load of horseshit I've seen in ages.
While y'all know I tend to lean left, I resent being told that I should swallow any politician's message hook, line, and sinker. I ain't nobody's "servant." Well, with the possible exception of my cats.
What galls me is that this message embodies and encourages the sort of message that us lefties found so offensive during the last administration, and as much as I agree that we could do more for our communities, I also believe in free will and that service and volunteerism are noble causes that should be undertaken on a VOLUNTARY basis, not because Washington or Hollywood says so.
Blessed are those cursed with self-awareness, I guess. And hopefully, the people of this country have enough sense to roll their eyes when the schmuck who gave us "Punk'd" tries to tell them what to do with their lives. Yuck.
Oh, and I'm pretty sure that if I went next door and asked my neighbor what I could do to "serve" her, she'd have the cops hauling me off to the booby-hatch in about seven seconds flat.
One thing that galls me most…
One thing that galls me most about it is that if you take it at face value, these people just weren't nice until Obama took office. You'd never do a nice thing for anyone up until 11:59 on 1.20.09, but the magical presence of Obama arrives on the podium, and now you'll be the good people you never thought you'd be.
Bush was just making you nasty. Crazy.
And as I was saying to Johno the other day, dude's just a politician. A Chicago politician, no less - and while some might agree with his platform more, I can foresee a massive letdown given the extraordinary heights to which expectations have been raised.