Larry Brown. Fired.
Isiah Thomas. New Coach.
Dolan, you got it backwards.
I cannot wait til the Nets move to Brooklyn.
I was reading a friend's blog entry about the Da Vinci Code and how it was "banned" in the Philippines. As I re-read the comment I left, I found it funny that I just went off on a rant about the state of my homeland:
It's a work of fiction, yes, but Dan Brown bills his work as fact, hence the stink.
I know at least 10 people personally who have said that the Church is evil because nobody ever told them that Jesus had a wife -- information they got from reading, or being told by someone who has read, the Da Vinci Code.
Obviously fools will believe anything.
But the bru-hah-hah that the book (and now the movie) creates deflects the attention from the points that one, from an art history standpoint it is inaccurate and false, two, from a theological standpoint it is innacurate and false, and three, the movie and the book would be nothing without controversy. Much like Brokeback Mountain wouldn't be jack if it wasn't about homosexual cowboys.
As for the Philippines focusing on frivolity: that will forever be the case until bloody revolution changes the face of our homeland. Just like every other country, the rich and the powerful control the media and things like the Da Vinci Code are what they use to turn a blind eye toward life-and-death issues.
But the difference is that the Philippines is a corrupt country where democracy and its existing system of checks and balances does not work. So the face she puts on the world will forever be overly made-up with too much foundation and too much lipstick that hides a bloated corpse...
Until this "bloodless revolution"-slash-Edsa XMXXCII bullshit ends and Filipinos put aside the "bahala na" attitude and do something.
I called it.
Heat in 6 in 2006.
Go 'Zo!
| Dude: | Hey you ever watch that show MXC? |
| Glenn: | That weird show on the Spike channel? |
| Dude: | Yeah where they make those Chinese people do weird stuff? |
| Glenn: | Yeah. Funny show. They're Japanese not Chinese, by the way. |
| Dude: | What's the difference? |
Classic: "Make De Parflays Dance Silviemousse is Barkley"
This past Sunday, I hooped it up in Sara Roosevelt Park in Chinatown. I got there early so I could park my Escalade on the street. A really cool thing about Chinatown on an early Sunday morning is that it's very busy and active. All the old Mao Ze Dong-aged people and the young crowd just coming back from the rave clubs are out in the parks.
One group of old people were doing tai chi on one side of a handball wall while on the other side kids with Dragonball-Z haircuts and black wifebeaters were preening and showing off to each other. It was such a dramatic display of the gap in generations. The gap, in this case, being a twenty-five foot high, two feet thick concrete handball wall.
The tai chi group was mesmerizing to watch. Their movements were graceful and it was like watching water flowing over smooth rocks. It didn't last long, though. About an hour later someone switched the tape they were playing on their radio and they started doing the electric slide. It was so jarring because they couldn't keep the beat. How could they be so graceful with complicated tai chi movements and have such trouble doing simple line-dancing feet shuffling?