Apparently, someone recently discovered a group of 32 random characters that can decrypt HD-DVDs. (Exactly how, I’m not sure.) Since then, this information has spread all over the internet like fucking wildfire. After getting a whiff of this, the MPAA descended upon this realm we call the internet, issuing cease and desist letters to any sites who displayed the code.
Digg.com , being the nexus for all things cutting-edge and high-tech, has been swarmed with stories displaying the code. Because of the illegality of openly copying the “intellectual property,” Digg has issued a statement saying that they will delete any postings of the key brought to their attention. In result, the surge has grown, in mere protest of this censorship of digg users’ democratic process for story submission. The question seems to be where Digg’s loyalties lay – with their devoted users or a group of lawyers and big Hollywood studios. Because of this, many have called it the “Death of Digg,” but the ultimate result has yet to be seen.
I grow sad whenever I see this blog’s views dwindle. I really do. That little line graph is directly proportionate to my overall happiness level. And, when I don’t post in a week, they sure do dwindle. I mean it’s not like it’s my fault or anything. No, the responsibility for regulating traffic traffic is all on you. C’mon…please?
In other news, Aqua Teen Hunger Force Colon Movie Theme For Theaters is thoroughly enjoyable. I found myself doubled over in laughter for most of it. Although, if you’re not already a fan of the show you’ll be so alienated that the plot will become even more uninterpretable than it already is. (Which is quite a bit.) The soundtrack is also pretty good, as well, with “I like your booty (But I’m not Gay)” as a personal favorite. Go now.
At 7:30 AM on Thursday, April 5th, a small group of students attending Brophy College Preparatory gathers outside a Bank of America in downtown Phoenix, Arizona. They come bearing hand-drawn signs with messages such as “Honk if you <3 Immigrants” written in large, bright letters. They’re outside this particular bank for a reason – to protest – another protest.
For the few weeks prior, Mothers Against Illegal Aliens had been furiously protesting against Bank of America “providing aid for illegal aliens” (or something else along these lines) by allowing them to cash checks. After being yelled at by one-too-many crazed, middle-aged women, (I have quite an interesting story about being personally shouted at by a legless Viet Nam war veteran, spouting off such gems as “Illegal is illegal” and “Illegal aliens are taking your jobs!”) a few students decided that a “counter-protest” was in order. As gracefully summed up by the MAIA’s blog, (interjected by myself in parentheses) “March 2007 approximately 200 (not true, the number was around 60) students from Brophy, waving Mexican flags (again, false) attempted to protest US Citizens who protested Bank of America only blocks away from Brophy Preparatory.” That eventful morning spurred this wonderful blog post.
Back to the morning of April 5th. I arrive on the scene at around 7:40, and by that time, over 100 people have gathered around the large Bank of America sign. A Spanish-speaking radio station blasts over several boom-boxes. Cars driving by honk in support for our cause, and are met with roaring cheers. Some girls, one of which is wearing a Native American headdress and waving an American flag, are selling cupcakes, muffins, and other baked goods for a dollar each. And yet, there’s a strange sense of absence. Surprisingly, none of the proud members of MAIA are here to show their support. Huh. Around that time, a local news crew arrives to interview some of the organizers. They talk about the power of the internet, which greatly helped to get the word out on the rally. Many Facebook and Myspace bulletins had been posted the night before, and they appear to have worked.
Overall, the protest seems to have been a success. A group of students set out to do something, and they carried through. Moreover, political activism is always good, right? Most importantly, we all learned a lesson: myspace is the solution to everything.
If you’ve been living in some sort of internet-proof bubble for the past few days, you haven’t heard of the Todd Goldman/David Kelly plagiarism extravaganza. And, if you’ve come out of said bubble and visited this blog, I thank you, but seriously recommend that you expand your horizons.
First pointed out by Shmorky (Kelly) of Something Awful, everyone has been talking about the blatant art-theivery committed by Todd “Goliath” Goldman, as illustrated here:
The floodgates have been opened. Since this original accusation, dozens more have been pointed out. Blogs posted, forums in a frenzy, press releases… released. Even Roman Dirge of indie comic stardom, and creator of Lenore has piped up, showing the similarities between his character and Goldman’s.
But why all the upheaval? Countless other plagiarists have gotten away scott-free, or with very little repercussions. However, because the fact that Goldman makes so much money off of his stolen merchandise is what’s getting everyone so pissed off. This idea of the “little guy” standing up against the “big, scary, giant” is just too good for people to pass up. Say, that reminds me of another story a lot like this one – David and Goliath.
Being a huge fan of ska, for a while, I was eagerly gobbling up every scrap of it that I can get my hands on. One band that I’ve come to love is Big D and the Kids Table. And when I had seen that they had released their new album, Strictly Rude, on March 20th, I scurried off to emusic to download it.
It starts out sounding similar to previous Big D albums, with quick little ditties like “Steady Riot” and “Noise Complaint.” Except, as I listen on – what’s that? A slower, almost reggae-like sound soon emerges. With “Deadpan Face” comes vocals reminiscent of chants. From there it continues meandering down this path into 2-tone, reggae beats, with slow, melodic, horns and reverb, culminating in the title track, “Strictly Rude”. It then picks up with the politically-charged “Try Out Your Voice”, and the slow climb of “Hell on Earth,” peaking in a flurry of guitars.
Despite this flirtation with a new(ish) sound, Strictly Rude is satisfying and worth picking up, especially for ska fans. A definite recommendation.
Easter is tomorrow. Today, I went to Walmart and bought a large amount of chocolate candy in celebration of JesusCon ’07. So, over the next few days I’ll be slipping in and out of a nice, relaxing diabetic coma. I have all of this week off (yay school), so I’ll be
sitting around playing videogames partying it up like a crazy motherfucker. I’m planning on seeing both “Grindhouse” and “Aquateen Hungerforce Colon Movie Film for Theaters” at some point over the next week. I’m ecstatic, as you can tell.
I finished Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas yesterday, and spent the period from around 2-3AM reading that and Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman. Damn books, they’ll be the end of me.
Today, I went to a very interesting political rally/protest against another protest protesting against illegal immigrants. There were many cupcakes eaten and sombreros worn. The interesting thing is that it was completely student-organized by a few friends of mine, mostly over myspace (I would link here, but Jesus, it’s myspcace) or word of mouth. I took a bunch of pictures, and I’ll be writing up a more detailed account of the whole ordeal in the future, after I can upload photos.
So, until then, check out what we were protesting against. Please note that most of the information held within, at least regarding one of our past rallies, is mostly fabricated (No Mexican flags, sorry.) as well as horribly formatted.
Go me! I’ve got 200+ views for this blog so far, all thanks to you. Well, not you, but you. (I started reading the word “you” so many times it started to stop looking like a word. It made me deeply consider who invented it, and how the letter “o” could be in a word that sounds like “yu.”)
Anyway, my trumped-up opinion of myself has increased considerably. Hopefully I won’t become a self-obsessed maniac, riding out an awful, delusional power trip until I horribly crash and burn. No, that can’t happen to me. I’m too awesome.
Ever since my post on Dax Flame, I’ve been thinking about how the awesome power of the INTERNET has allowed writers to tell their stories in new, inventive ways. Traditional storytelling has, for years, been confined to books or other types of print media. But recently, with developments in technology and the widespread accessibility of various media because of it has lead to a variety of different methods for writers to get their stories out to the public. No longer are they limited to a medium which suggests fiction. In a novel, despite how real the story may seem, there’s always a sense of seperation from the events within it. Now, however, blogs such as Redford Lewis’ offer a connection to the narrator which was never before possible. Readers are able to actively participate in how the story plays out. This isn’t a new development, Alternate Reality Games have been springing up for a while now. It even reckons back to the days of “Choose your own Adventure” books, except with almost infinite possibilities for an outcome.
Examples such as the sickeningly popular Lonelygirl15, and of course, Dax Flame are leading the way in this sort of “self-published storytelling” wave that has become popular lately. Even with a blog, a writer can hide behind the anonymity of the medium. They can play multiple roles, dragging in possibly huge casts of characters (speaking, that is.) Dax couldn’t throw on a mustache and sombrero, claiming to be his Hispanic cousin, Jorge.
These are a few (note: very few) examples of new ways budding authors can distribute their stories to potential readers. In the coming months and years, who knows what new and innovative ways they’ll think up.
Upon looking in my blog stats, I find that there’s been a sudden spike of people visiting. In fact, yesterday was my best day ever. In the entirety of history, even. To everyone coming here from StumbleUpon (my favorite of all Firefox plugins.), I thank and welcome you.
In other news, I’ve been keeping up on my promise to read more books. I finished Acid Dreams about a week ago (which I strongly recommend to anyone interested in the CIA, drugs, counterculture, or dirty hippies.) Now I’ve started, and am halfway through Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, which is excellent. I only now realize how well the movie lives up to it.
I’ve also downloaded the expansion pack to TES IV: Oblivion, Shivering Isles. Nerdgasm.
Oh, and you can also Stumble this post by clicking on the link below. But you probably won’t want to because this one isn’t very good.