Interactive - Forever Young (Jon Doe remix)
I’m getting real tired of LA.
I dunno, if there is any youthful energy anymore I can’t find it, and looking back what I did find was ungodly focused on partying being at parties. From the East Coast, the reputation of LA was this crazy place of crazy people but getting here you notice its own, accurate, long-term image of itself as the national capital of boring suburbanism. And true! The eastside is really kind of shabby and lacking, and the westside is full of tools. I guess I thought there’d at least be a lot of creative energy in the town what with the entertainment industry and all, but I guess by that logic Detroit would be full of oil.
I dunno, where else to go then? Maybe follow a bunch of people out to the pacific northwest, they seem to have fun there. Or a college town somewhere. One of those places where it’s like they took a real metropolis and shaved off just the young rich cosmpolitan educated part.
And do what there? Hell, I dunno, you can write anywhere. Maybe I can open a D.P. Dough franchise or something.
Charly Lownoise & Mental Theo - Your Smile (radio mix)
I actually prefer this to the happycore mix. And that announcer at the end! The accent! The absolutely inane/absurd shoutouts! (John Peel was not enough)
* That announcer is Stu “Visa” Allan, funny that.
so My Little Ponies (i hear the idea now is Transformers for girls)
(apparently the idea for guys is still Transformers for guys?)
are back
and we are we so there is this
(srsly tho)
SRSLY THO. watch it
Juicy Cuts - Juicy Cuts 7 (Bittersweet Symphony)
Because FUCK YOU is why. The 90s are back. Claire Danes, Leonardo DiCaprio, Baz Luhrmann, Garbage, William Shakespeare.
(This is the Nellee Hooper remix. The original from the Vow single was more Hot Topiccore.)
Finished up the last of the paperwork for the bike, it’s fully street legal now. Even if the blinkers don’t work. (As a ‘68, it’s grandfathered in by two years.)
One of these days I’ll take an actual picture of the actual bike.
Bang! - Break of Dawn
Okay I miffed it yesterday. Stealth wasn’t an alternate name for DNA, it was an alternate name for Bang!. Or for the Nick Arnold/Jo James incarnation of Bang!, anyway. And so were Oblivion and Blaze? Seriously? Seriously.
And Nick Arnold was one of the people behind Smart E’s Sesame’s Treet, which in 1992 was the ur-text for lazy happycore nostalgia-rips. Seriously? Seriously.
I know that by even caring about this I’m literally 20 years behind the curve, but when did Doonesbury become Adventures in Military Therapy? This is like the third fourth! take on the exact same concept.
Just heard about this Caylee Anthony crap two or three days ago, ‘cause I don’t follow the prolefeed.
Far as I can tell, defense offered a theory that could explain known facts in a way that made the defendant look sketchy but not guilty, prosecution couldn’t disprove it. Bam. That’s what reasonable doubt means, acquittal was the right result. Same thing with that NYC police rape trial.
'course, I grew up in a family of lawyers arguing at the dinner table so legal ethics and the “lawyer’s way of thinking” are normal and the rest of you are doing it wrong.
Now legal ethics are a different, and superior, thing to prole ethics. Like, in California in the mid-90s legal ethics rules were changed so that if you learned something from a client, and by telling it you could save someone’s life, and you were absolutely sure it was completely irrelevant to your client’s case, you were now optionally allowed to tell it.
Because legal ethics aren’t “play nice” so much as “someone is depending on you: do it for them”. Like wielding the threat of cross-examination against a rape victim not to disprove her testimony but to push the psychological costs of pursing the case above her willingness to pay. I’ve seen that a lot as the go-to for “lawyers be unethical, yo”.
But the defendant doesn’t want to be found guilty, right? Otherwise he’d’ve just pled the charge. But the legal system’s a complicated thing that he can’t handle, so he trusts himself and his fate to your hands - recall that “power of attorney” means “power to commit to binding decisions on your behalf” - charges you with carrying out his will, and here you are, throwing the game or at least shaving points and for what? To satisfy your sense of propriety, so that you can avoid the unpleasantness of confronting someone and making them cry?
Because that’s not what the game’s about. The American justice system is an adversarial one, and as an attorney you’re not in court to serve yourself, you’re in there to serve the client who’s taken you on as a legal champion. So by playing nice you’d be betraying someone who put his trust in you, standing down and surrendering in the face of people who literally want to capture and cage him, because you don’t want to sully your precious, oh-so-important sense of purity?
And how fucking ethical is that?
And on top of that there’s the whole thing where I think murder prosecutions are morbid and nonsensical
(Where’s the victim? Dead? Oh, you mean not existing? Pf. What, her crying father? The one crying over a corpse, which is to say meat? Pf, necrophile. What, her crying mother? The one crying over a personality and identity that now does not exist beyond her imagination, and as such is on an equal plane of reality with Draco fucking Malfoy? Pf, fangirl.)
And on top of on top of that there’s the whole thing where I think the idea of a justice system is an unsporting attempt to declare losers winners after the fact. I’d be totally down with trials if they just established fact, and I’d totally totally be down with cops if they fed into a justice system that just established fact - then they’d be noir P.I.s! - but sentencing ruins everything.
Oh man it’s a shame I’d been getting supermarket ground coffee because I just got Dunkin Donuts vacuum sealed and oh wow the vacuum plus the pull-open foil remind me of L5R cum Magic cum baseball cards, and the vacuum plus coffee reminds me of airplanes back when there was service.
Born in the ‘80s power madeline! Booya!