I wish the first story was just a movie made by the second story.
There was a Teabagger rally at the capital yesterday, which was, uh, interesting. I wonder who pays for their buses. A lot of buses. Since I drove one of the bus drivers & her husband and daughter in my taxi, I should have asked. But I was polite and kept my mouth shut about how completely misinformed they are, nor did I bring to attention their complete lack of critical thinking or research skills. It was also tempting to refuse to drive them on our socialist roads.
I almost lost it though when the woman turned to her seven-year old daughter and said, "Did you learn anything today?" The daughter gave a hesitant nod. "Really?" her mother said, "Because you need to know how important this is!"
It was so difficult not to turn around and say, "Listen, your mother is right - it is very important to be involved in the political process, but it is also very important to be informed about the issues, to know how to do research, to think critically, and to not get all of your information from FOX News. Where were your parents when Bush started two wars off the budget? Where were your parents when Bush gave the top 1% of the richest Americans a tax cut, again, not paid for? What are your parents doing here today when they were among the 95% of Americans who just got a tax CUT under Obama? Your parents are fucking morons and you need to grow up, get an education, and get the hell away from them as fast as you can!"
But I'm a nice cab driver. But I did giggle when we pulled up to their bus and they realized they'd left the bus's headlights on the whole time they were at the rally.
I also met Bert I. Gordon, the sci-fi & horror movie director, who made such cult classics as Empire of the Ants and The Amazing Colossal Man. He graduated from here in Madison back in 1950ish and went off to Hollywood and hasn't been back since. He's here for the Wisconsin Film Festival. They're screening his film The Magic Sword (1962), which is "a medieval adventure starring Basil Rathbone (the 1940s-era Sherlock Holmes) as Lodac the evil sorcerer. The film opens with the good witch Sybil in her potion room fretting about her foster son who has likely succumbed to a terrible curse - of being in love. Her two-headed assistant agrees." He'll also be giving a talk of some kind. He was really pleasant and seemed very embarrassed about how much time had passed.
Given the choice, I'll take old school monster movie directors over teabagger activists any day. The teabaggers even tipped better - see, that's my conscience speaking louder than my wallet. Maybe I have more in common with the teabaggers than I thought - I, too, am willing to vote against my own economic self-interest! Buh-dum-tsssssssss! Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week! Please tip your bartender and waitstaff.
I almost lost it though when the woman turned to her seven-year old daughter and said, "Did you learn anything today?" The daughter gave a hesitant nod. "Really?" her mother said, "Because you need to know how important this is!"
It was so difficult not to turn around and say, "Listen, your mother is right - it is very important to be involved in the political process, but it is also very important to be informed about the issues, to know how to do research, to think critically, and to not get all of your information from FOX News. Where were your parents when Bush started two wars off the budget? Where were your parents when Bush gave the top 1% of the richest Americans a tax cut, again, not paid for? What are your parents doing here today when they were among the 95% of Americans who just got a tax CUT under Obama? Your parents are fucking morons and you need to grow up, get an education, and get the hell away from them as fast as you can!"
But I'm a nice cab driver. But I did giggle when we pulled up to their bus and they realized they'd left the bus's headlights on the whole time they were at the rally.
I also met Bert I. Gordon, the sci-fi & horror movie director, who made such cult classics as Empire of the Ants and The Amazing Colossal Man. He graduated from here in Madison back in 1950ish and went off to Hollywood and hasn't been back since. He's here for the Wisconsin Film Festival. They're screening his film The Magic Sword (1962), which is "a medieval adventure starring Basil Rathbone (the 1940s-era Sherlock Holmes) as Lodac the evil sorcerer. The film opens with the good witch Sybil in her potion room fretting about her foster son who has likely succumbed to a terrible curse - of being in love. Her two-headed assistant agrees." He'll also be giving a talk of some kind. He was really pleasant and seemed very embarrassed about how much time had passed.
Given the choice, I'll take old school monster movie directors over teabagger activists any day. The teabaggers even tipped better - see, that's my conscience speaking louder than my wallet. Maybe I have more in common with the teabaggers than I thought - I, too, am willing to vote against my own economic self-interest! Buh-dum-tsssssssss! Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week! Please tip your bartender and waitstaff.